Chapter 387: Shura Field

Countless bodies were scattered on the ground.
The pungent smell of blood, the eerie dead, and the blood that has gathered into the river are the main tone of this area.
From the broken land, from the broken river, from the many military tents, it is vaguely visible that this is a military camp.
But at this moment, this place has become a Shura field.
In the Shura Field, tens of thousands of soldiers were killed by various killing methods.
Some of these corpses are in the form of gods, while others are huge and strange eagles.
But no matter how weird and huge, now it has been harvested.
A group of seven figures were floating in the void, quietly looking at the dying eagle falcon.
These seven figures stood quietly in the void, and the bright moon and moonlight in the sky pulled their shadows extremely slender.
Add a bit of eerie horror.
These seven figures all wore hideous ghost masks on their faces, and their bodies were also wrapped in extremely loose cloaks.
These masks and cloaks are all good artifacts that can hide the prying eyes of the strong.
"Ghost, should we go to the station in Xilin Mountain now, or turn back to the south and go to the southernmost Qiling army camp?"
A burly, strong-faced strong man is wiping the blood on his sword with his own hands.
His spirit is extremely upright and his breath is awe-inspiring, but on his bronze sword, there seems to be waves of cold lingering.
If someone approached the sword and listened carefully, he would hear countless souls crying in a low voice.
She was crying with fear.
He is the master of swordsman among the masters of Wusheng. In order to guard the Qingming of Immortal Tang Dynasty, he joined the master of Wusheng and became the most chivalrous assassin.
Ghost Lord, the leader of the Seven Masters of Minsheng, suddenly put out a hand.
From above his arm, a shadow flowed down.
It turned into a terrifying demon spirit with blood flowing out of his eyes, his face was pale and his lips were tight.
The body of the demon spirit turned into a dark curtain covering the entire battlefield.
In every corpse, a dark atmosphere was aroused, and it was swallowed up by the dark curtain.
After a long time, the black screen turned into a shadow, wrapped around the ghost master's arm, and disappeared.
"The Lord ordered us to slaughter nineteen Qi Ling barracks. This Eagle Falcon barracks is already the ninth. As for Qi Ling, although the upper level has been furious, King Xuanyun even executed several counsellors, but they still did not notice our goal. path."
The beautiful figure of the night master and the charming long purple hair are all covered by the cloak.
She slowly said: "I don’t know how the lord obtained this military map of Qi Ling. It is very detailed, and used small characters to remark many roadblocks and spiritual eye treasures on the path. Those who want to give this military map to the lord should He is someone who has a deep understanding of Qi Ling.
The child owner looked in Tai Cang's direction, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You miss too much?"
There was a voice from the side of the child owner.
Listen to the voice, it's an old woman.
She faced the child owner, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Taidu...it seems to be different from Chang'an."
The ghost master interrupted their words and finally said: "After going to Xilin Mountain and slaughtering the tenth barracks, let’s find a place to rest for a few days. The lord said, slaughter the tenth barracks, you have to wait for him. News."
Everyone was silent, but they nodded slowly.
"Ghost, why do you always look half-dead."
The sword master suddenly said, frowning and said: "In Xiantang, we have been killing people all the time, but here is different. We are no longer the noble warriors who only know how to fight for power and profit, nor are noble warriors who sacrificed themselves for the Lord. It’s these aliens."
"In the past few months, haven't you seen it? What we are doing is no longer a narrow political situation, nor a sacrifice for a certain master, but for racial justice! Even so, can't you be willing? "
The ghost master faced the sword master's question, and the face under the bronze mask did not know what his expression was.
The ape owner is an old man who is close to the old age. He stretched his hand under the mask and whistled gently.
A spirit formation lighted up behind him, and a ten-foot giant ape appeared in the spirit formation.
The ape master flew to the head of the giant ape, sat down cross-legged, and said with a hoarse voice: "I don't want to see you arguing, go to Xilin Mountain, I heard...Where is the Qi Ling tribe, called the Ape Spirit Tribe. Ape, which is better than my ape?"
Seven figures galloped away.
Only one place of flesh and blood was left, as well as the two immortal Qi Ling Ling Palace.

Secret Realm of Choking, Yugan Palace.
Ji Xia was looking at a small light spot in front of her.
This spot of light was extremely weak, but when Ji Xia looked at it, she saw a small figure hovering in the spot of light.
Ji Xia smiled, stretched her index finger, and clicked the light spot.
In the light spot, a vague figure suddenly appeared, saluting Ji Xia respectfully.
"The lord... Qi Ling has guessed that the six military camps in action are Longwudao, Chongshan, Xi Yuanhe, Qingxiuling, and Luyue, Sishuijian, and Ziwuling.
Ji Xia nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "In this way, Master Lusheng can still slaughter several military camps."
"It's true. It's just that Xi Xiang Shangyin's compass seems to have noticed some clues. His compass needle once pointed to the direction Tai Cang was in." The fuzzy figure replied.
Ji Xia didn’t care about it:
It’s just a trivial direction ~ what can EbookFREE.me~ mean? As long as they can’t be sure that this is too Cang’s doing, it’s fine, and... In their eyes, too Cang is now They still don't have the strength to slaughter more than a dozen of their military garrisons."
"Well... the lord is right. They doubted Da Fu, the floating island in the Wugobi, but they didn't doubt Tai Cang."
Ji Xia nodded slightly, and then smiled: "More than a hundred thousand soldiers were slaughtered by strange and powerful men who came and went without a trace. King Xuanyun and many Qi Ling radicals, I am afraid that they are very angry?"
"All the tribes are stationed outside, and all the leaders are very afraid of their own army and being slaughtered. But now the war is raging and there is no way to reinforce them. The places where the troops are stationed are all important. It is not appropriate to withdraw all troops. So Qi Ling is very lively now."
The fuzzy figure chuckled lightly, but his voice was exceptionally soft.
Ji Xia gave a compliment and said, "Thanks to you this time."
The figure faintly saw the outline of shaking his head, and said: "The king gave me rebirth, so I should."
The blurred figure disappeared, Ji Xia thought for a while, and wrote a few messages on the jade slips spread out on the table.
Someone said, "Yin Ding."
The Yin Ding figure appeared, and Ji Xia handed the jade slip to him and said, "You contact the ghost master and hand this jade slip to him."
Yin Ding took the jade slip, saluted respectfully, and then disappeared.
"Thirteen military camps..."
Ji Xia's face showed satisfaction.
More than ten spiritual palaces, more than ten thousand soldiers and soldiers, will be slaughtered by the masters.
"The seven assassins of Jade Capital... are indeed extraordinary. When Qi Ling's affairs are over, maybe we should investigate the high-level combat power of the Hundred Eyes..."
Ji Xia secretly said: "If you can kill one or two Spirit Mansion Jade Capital peaks, the pressure on Tai Cang and Da Fu will be reduced a lot..."