Chapter 352: The Battle of Mortals (Part )
As soon as he entered Fengwu City, Zhao Xing felt his bones numb, his heartbeat accelerated, and his whole body swelled up involuntarily.

The pure soil in the Dantian grew larger, spiritual energy filled the body, and the bones turned golden.

The Three Gods' Palace of Destiny reappeared, and the long-lost sense of power lingered in my heart.

"Big brother." Zhao Chuanzong's eyes lit up. Before entering the city, he was a little taller than his big brother, but the moment he entered the city, his big brother was a head taller than him.

What made him even more excited was that the aura emanating from his elder brother was like a prehistoric behemoth awakening.

"You are worthy of being my eldest brother. Fengwu City is only a seventh-grade city, but my eldest brother's aura seems to have recovered to a high grade." In Zhao Chuanzong's heart, my eldest brother is the legend of the family. He has admired him since he was a child, and it is the same now.

"Ok?"

In the meeting hall of Fengwu City Lord's Mansion, Xia Jing, who was looking down at the map, suddenly raised his head with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Where does this strong aura come from? Is Long Xiao back? No, although this aura is familiar, it is different from Long Xiao's." Xia Jing immediately called the guards.

"Zhao Zheng, go check out what's going on at the East City Gate. Forget it... I'll go there myself."

Xia Jing quickly put on his armor and ran towards the east city gate with his guards.

Fengwu City is not big. The longitudinal distance between the inner and outer cities combined is only more than 6,000 meters. The main road is very wide, with eight lanes.

Xia Jing came over on a horse, the horse's mane was red, like burning flames.

When he rushed to the main road of East City, he immediately saw Zhao Chuanzong's team of rangers returning, and he saw Zhao Xing next to him at a glance.

"Fuck?!" Xia Jing was stunned at first, then he was ecstatic. He didn't care about consuming his energy and immediately took off from the raging fire horse.

"Shu~"

The figure flew into the air and landed in front of Zhao Xing. Xia Jing stretched out his hands, his hands trembling a little. "Brother Zhao, is it, is it you?"

"It's me." Zhao Xing smiled and said, "Brother Xia, long time no see."

“Hahahaha.” Xia Jing rushed over and held Zhao Xing’s arms tightly. “It’s really you. Hahaha. I knew you wouldn’t die so easily.”

"God Wu Yue wants to kill me, but he is still a little young. He needs to practice for a few hundred million more years." Zhao Xing also smiled. He was very happy to see Xia Jing here.

"Brother?!" At this time, there was another familiar voice. Zhao Zheng came driving a light car (chariot). Before the car stopped, he suddenly jumped out of the car.

"Brother, is it really you? Brother..." Zhao Zheng's voice was choked with sobs. He held Zhao Xing's hands, and his lips were trembling.

"You are a minor general at least, so stand still." Zhao Xing held Zhao Zheng's hand to steady him.

Zhao Zheng is now much more mature. He has grown a beard, his facial lines are firm, and there is majesty between his brows. He no longer looks like the little brat he used to be.

"Yes." Feeling the warmth coming from his palm, Zhao Zheng nodded vigorously, quickly wiped away his tears, and stood up straight.

"Brother Zhao, how did you find this place?" Xia Jing asked curiously.

"It's a long story." Zhao Xing said with some emotion: "I just found a direction and walked around randomly, and then I happened to see Long Xiao's flag, and then Chuan Zong. At first I couldn't believe it and thought I was hallucinating."

"Brother, my fourth brother is now also a cavalry commander, with two cavalry columns under his command." Zhao Zheng pulled Chuanzong and said, "Brother sent my fourth brother to the Shenwei Army that year, but I didn't expect that my fourth brother would find my brother."

Xia Jing smiled and said, "Soon he will be more than a hundred generals. His Majesty once said that anyone who has accurate information about the Minister of Agriculture will be promoted two levels and granted the title of Marquis. Anyone who brings back the Minister of Agriculture will be promoted five levels and be granted the title of County Duke!"

Zhao Chuanzong scratched his head shyly: "General, I haven't thought about these things. It's enough for me to be a general."

"Hey, generals are trained." Xia Jing patted Zhao Chuanzong on the shoulder, "From today on, you will be a general of five hundred."

"Yes." Zhao Chuanzong straightened his body.

"Brother Xia, why are you here?" Zhao Xing asked.

"It's a long story. Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first."

Xia Jing pulled Zhao Xing towards the City Lord's Mansion. Only then did Zhao Xing realize that the horse Xia Jing was riding was a seventh-grade Fiery Horse. The horse in front of Zhao Zheng's chariot was also an eighth-grade purple-horned horse.

When Zhao Xing took a look at the city gate, he found that once these horses left the city, they immediately turned into ordinary horses, but once they entered the city gate, they immediately regained their magical appearance.

When he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, Zhao Xing saw another familiar face practicing on the training ground. It was Liao Rulong.

"Old Liao is here too. Yes, he is Marquis Shenwei. Zhao Zheng is here, so he should be here too."

However, Liao Rulong was training very seriously at this time, and he didn't even notice Zhao Xing walking past him in the corridor 50 meters behind him.

Xia Jing led Zhao Xing into the main hall, and ordered people to change Zhao Xing into a set of clean clothes. He also served some meat and let Zhao Xing eat a lot.

"You really understand me." Zhao Xing tore off a large piece of pork knuckle meat. "I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

He was so lucky that he hadn't encountered any ferocious beasts along the way. He could only eat vegetarian food, and his mouth was so dry that he felt like a bird was tasting empty.

"Huh? Why are there still fish? Wait, what on earth have you been through to become a naval general?" Zhao Xing noticed that the general flag behind Xia Jing was actually the symbol of the navy.

"Don't mention it." Xia Jing said sadly, "We were forced to do it. In the 16th year of Yuanding, when the damn Wu Yueshen used the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage, we had just finished fighting at the Qingyan battlefield. We were returning on a warship, but the warship suddenly lost its balance and fell down."

"Because the effect of Absolute Heaven and Earth Communication is incremental and spreads, we were still at the seventh level at that time."

"We were not flying very high at the time. There was a large lake below us. The boat belonged to Zhenhai Jun. We made an emergency landing when we fell, but we didn't suffer any serious injuries in the end."

"But a quarter of an hour after the fall, we are completely mortal."

"The ships also began to sink."

"We worked together to push down several sea ships and flying boats, and then rowed them to the shore using human power," Xia Jing said.

"Since we were right on the edge of the Jue Tian Di Tong area, it didn't take long for us to get out of this range."

“But not everyone is as lucky as we are.”

"Wu Yueshen launched the attack too suddenly, and many of our troops fell to their deaths at that moment!"

"Either they will be crushed to death by the collapse of the warship, or they will fall to their death..."

"Afterwards, I counted the troops that left the restricted area, and the only one that remained intact was the Zhenhai Army."

"I had no choice but to focus on the naval forces and carry out post-war reconstruction. It just so happened that there were many rivers in our war zone at that time, so I became the general of the navy coalition."

Zhao Xing stopped eating when he heard this. He could fully imagine that scene.

A huge warship weighing over 100,000 tons falling from the sky was a nightmare scene.

Even if it stops on the ground, it is not safe.

The structure of the warship would change at that moment and it would inevitably collapse. If one could not escape in time, one would be crushed to death.

Warships, flying boats, tower ships, chariots, these flying props are commonly used tools for large armies to deploy.

If the Jue Tian Di Tong was suddenly activated, it would definitely be a major air crash.

It's the same if you're not on the boat and flying by yourself.

If one suddenly loses the ability to fly and becomes weakened to that of an ordinary person, there is a high possibility that one will die if he falls even a dozen meters.

"Wu Yueshen is really cruel." Zhao Xing inserted the butcher knife on the table. "In order to kill me, he must have acted suddenly, which means he didn't even notify the Nanman side, so there was no time to prepare."

"That's right." Xia Jing nodded. "There were also many casualties on the Nanman side. In that large-scale plane crash, countless warriors were killed or crushed to death. The highest-level death record was a Rule Realm warrior from the Holy Spirit Royal Court named 'Tris'."

"I heard that he was checking the status of his weapon refining in an underground lava cave. As a result, when Jue Tian Di Tong arrived, he was crushed to death by the collapsed volcano."

"It is said that he had obtained the [Heaven and Earth Protection] at that time, and it was at the fifth level when it was activated. However, he was very unlucky, and the place where he was staying was actually a dangerous place."

Zhao Xing nodded. Releasing the Jue Tian Di Tong was a tactic that would kill one thousand enemies but injure eight hundred of his own.

Due to the existence of the traitor Zi Gu Tianzun, if Wu Yue Shen informed the people below before Zi Gu defected, then Zi Gu would definitely get the news.

If Wu Yue Shen had launched the attack after Zi Gu's defection, Zhao Xing would have been rescued at that time.

Therefore, in order to successfully kill Zhao Xing, Wu Yue Shen could only choose to launch the attack when Zi Gu Tianzun’s defection was in progress.

"Such a big plan just to kill me. You really think highly of me." Zhao Xing snorted.

"Maybe in the eyes of Wu Yueshen, as long as you die, we have lost even if we win the Pingman War." Xia Jing said.

Zhao Xing nodded. If he died, it would be a luxury to revive his spiritual energy in advance.

Reviving spiritual energy ahead of time is already a rather extreme operation, and it would be even more dangerous if it resulted in one's own death.

Even though Da Zhou won the Pingman War, it was unable to ascend in the end and would be trapped and die in the Xuanhuang Realm.

As long as they wait until Emperor Wu dies, the Southern Barbarians won't have to do anything, and within the next thousand years, the Great Zhou will quickly collapse.

War itself is about not caring about the cost, and the Great Zhou is also consuming national strength. If the whole country does not gain the benefits of "spiritual energy revival" + "ascension" from the war, then he will fall apart because of the war itself.

Although the country is big, it perished because of its warlike nature. When Emperor Wu died, all hope was shattered, and no one could suppress those kings who were at the super-class level (the luck of the super-class cannot be taken back just like that).

Strong men like Qin Feng, the King of Beichen, had their mentality swelled. The emperor was dead, and there was no hope of ascending to heaven. There would be countless strong men with more ambitions than Qin Feng who would come out and devour the luck of the Great Zhou.

This was the case with the Great Zhou in the previous life. After Emperor Wu’s death, the ruler of the Great Zhou was basically weak and the ministers were strong.

Of course, Emperor Wu in this life will have more time than in his previous life. For example, he can kill all the super-rank kings before his death and only leave the first-rank kings. However, doing so will also lead to the decline of the Great Zhou.

So, Emperor Wu had no way out.

"When I die, the spiritual energy stored in my body will degrade in a very short period of time, turning from spiritual energy into vital energy and spreading throughout the Xuanhuang Realm."

"Even if the Great Zhou has an anti-element device, it's too late to collect it. If it can't ascend, the Great Zhou will automatically perish." Zhao Xing seemed to have seen through Wu Yueshen's plan. "Wu Yueshen regards himself as the guardian of Xuanhuang Realm. No matter how many people die in the South Barbarians, after a thousand years, when the Middle-earth Dynasty collapses, it will be enough to restore vitality, and people will be born again."

"As long as we don't take away the materials and spiritual energy of Xuanhuang Realm, no matter how many people die, they will rot in Xuanhuang Realm. Wu Yueshen doesn't care about the casualties."

"This is God, a cruel and merciless God."

The poor are afraid of the powerful, and the powerful are afraid of the desperate. Obviously, in this war, Wu Yueshen is the desperate one.

"Xia Jing, tell me about the situation of Wucheng and 'Guardian of Heaven and Earth'." Zhao Xing calmed down and started to understand the situation after eating and drinking.

"Witch City is divided into nine to five grades. As you can see, within the world of Witch City, everyone's strength can be restored to the corresponding grade." Xia Jing introduced.

"In the beginning, the Witch City was almost unbreakable. A group of mortals could not break through the Witch City at all."

Zhao Xing nodded. Take the lowest level ninth-grade wizard city for example, everyone inside is at the ninth-grade Juyuan realm.

You can also build magic arrays and use ninth-grade magical weapons. Attacking such a city is as difficult as hell.

Not to mention the ones above, the fifth-grade wizard city, the city protection barrier alone is unbreakable.

Of course, the people in the Witch City can only defend the city. The arrows flying out of the Witch City will also become ordinary arrows, unless the person himself has obtained the [Protection of Heaven and Earth].

"How long did it take the Great Zhou to capture the first city?" Zhao Xing asked.

"The first day." Xia Jing said.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was stunned. "First day?"

"Yes, on the first day, the Great Zhou acquired a fifth-grade city, three sixth-grade cities, and four seventh-grade cities." Xia Jing said. "These cities were probably contributed by people from sects led by Xuantian Divine Sect, such as Qingmu Sect and Baihua Sect."

"The strongest fifth-grade city among them is called Wucheng, which was contributed by a surrenderer named Wu Xingzhe."

"Of course, I didn't know this news at first. It wasn't until half a year later that I got accurate information that the owners of these cities had already surrendered to our Great Zhou."

"Mist Walker?" Zhao Xing suddenly realized. "It turned out to be him."

Unlike the undercover agent Zi Gu Tian Zun, the Xuan Tian Divine Sect led by Wu Xingzhe has done everything from the beginning to the Ping Man War.

Zi Gu left many secret doors and did many things in secret, but the Shen Zong led by Wu Xingzhe just stayed in Nanman honestly and did nothing to harm Nanman.

When the Jue Tian Di Tong was unleashed, the Mist Walker, who had been patient for many years, launched the most brutal attack, opened the city to surrender, and quickly killed the nearby cities, opening a road to the Great Zhou.

"Hahahaha, Mist Walker has done a great job this time." Zhao Xing slapped his thigh.

"No." Xia Jing shook his head. "Not only was he not rewarded, he was also imprisoned."

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was stunned again. "What's going on?"

"When Wu Xingzhe heard that you were still alive, he was very angry. He thought that the Great Zhou had failed to protect you, the leader of the Divine Sect. When he heard the news during the audience in the palace, he took off his official hat and cursed Your Majesty." Xia Jing said. "I won't say what he cursed specifically, but it was very dirty words that cannot be used in official documents."

Zhao Xing: "..."

If you think about it carefully, it seems like this is something a fog walker could do.

In the eyes of the sectarians, the emperor was nothing. They had no respect for the imperial power.

The leader Zhao Xing is a faith! He is like a saint!

Mist Walker pointed at Ji Che's nose and cursed him. Even if Ji Che could tolerate it, the ministers could not. They could only put him under house arrest to calm him down.

"What about the dragon clan?" Zhao Xing asked hurriedly. "The dragon clan won't also..."

"The Dragon Clan is pretty stable." Xia Jing recalled: "Yin Xiu comforted the Dragon Clan's strong men immediately. He said he could feel that you were not dead. Considering that there might be some blood connection between the Dragon Clan, Yin Xiu's words also calmed the others down."

Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Yin Xiu was indeed a wise dragon!

"The rebellion of the Mist Walker gave the Great Zhou a good start," Xia Jing said, "but it is still difficult to move forward."

"Remove the cities brought by the surrenderers."

"In the first six months, the Great Zhou did not capture a single ninth-grade wizard city."

"The area of ​​Jue Tian Di Tong is still too large. In most of the battle zones, we can only use the dumbest method to fight." Xia Jing said in a deep voice. "That is to use people as bait to lure the enemy out to kill us."

Zhao Xing nodded. The Wucheng alone was just a supply station. If they wanted to move freely in the wild and advance, they still had to transfer the authority of [Heaven and Earth Guardian] so that the number of their own practitioners in the restricted area would increase.

Even if the Mist Walker rebelled, his people were actually irrelevant to the overall situation, they could only boost morale. Ninety-nine percent of the people on the battlefield were still ordinary people.

Xia Jing said with emotion: "A Ju Yuan Realm warrior should be able to be killed by ten well-trained soldiers, but in actual combat, we often have to pay a greater price to lure the enemy into a trap."

"Because after the Nanman soldiers who possess [Heaven and Earth Guardian] are killed, their powers will not be transferred to our people first, but will be transferred to those who already possess [Heaven and Earth Guardian] first."

"If there are no 'practitioners' within a certain range, they will be transferred randomly."

"It could be someone from the Great Zhou camp, or it could be someone born in the enemy army."

"Hiss~" Zhao Xing couldn't help but take a breath.

Imagine that the army of the Great Zhou spent a huge amount of effort to kill a ninth-rank enemy, but the power was not transferred to their own camp, but merged with another ninth-rank enemy, and the enemy became an eighth-rank...

If it was a military battle, the Southern Barbarians would become stronger as they killed more enemies!
How desperate is this?
After evolving, Wu Yueshen became too abnormal.

There was no such thing as fusion in the previous life! After killing the enemy, you can obtain the token on the enemy, and then you can restore your strength.

But in this life, Wu Yueshen came up with the trick of "power transfer", and the difficulty increased sharply.

"If there were no sects holding us back, there would be no way to break the evolved Absolute Heaven and Earth Pass." Zhao Xing thought silently. The sect alliance in the Sleeping Realm also had the authority within Absolute Heaven and Earth Pass, and this authority could not be taken away by Wu Yueshen.

Because Wu Yueshen didn't use Absolute Heaven and Earth Communication himself, he just guided it. Maybe he could make some changes in this life, but he couldn't deprive the sect of that authority.

Therefore, Wu Yueshen sent people to the Realm of Slumber to discuss cooperation instead of giving orders.

The sect once ruled the Central Plains and also dominated the Southern Barbarians, bringing about the revival of magic and martial arts. This is the foundation of the sect and also the capital for their cooperation with Wu Yue Shen.

"Although attacking a city is extremely difficult, we still have a chance in the wild." Xia Jing said, "After all, even if we evolve to the seventh level, we are not invincible."

"In the wild, even if you are a seventh-grade warrior, it is difficult to fight continuously without supplies."

"Even if they want to escape, it depends on their profession. Apart from the magician's escape technique, which is difficult for us to block, warriors can basically not escape the barrage of crossbows, catapults, and heavy arrows. Therefore, the ones we kill in the early stage are basically warriors, ritual practitioners, and musicians."

"When all enemies are dead, we will also be qualified as 'practitioners'."

"As long as there are practitioners among our people, the chances of transfer will become equal."

"Or maybe you get the chance to be alone."

"For example, small groups of messengers and scouts. The Nanman have such advantages. They can't just walk on foot."

Zhao Xing nodded. No wonder the sergeant under Zhao Chuanzong was so excited to see him.

Love is like treating yourself as a big fish.

Once they kill themselves and there is no one else around, a Juyuan realm master will be born in their team.

"At first, this situation was uncontrollable, but when more people came, it became controllable." Xia Jing suddenly remembered something. "Brother Zhao, you seem to be in the Juyuan realm now, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Xing nodded. In the wild, he had not even reached the Ju Yuan realm yet, but his situation was special and could not be simply measured.

"Just right." Xia Jing smiled, "I still have two eighth-grade prisoners and twenty ninth-grade prisoners here, which can help you further recover your strength. Let's go."

"Okay." Zhao Xing also wanted to see how the power recovery in this life worked.

He followed Xia Jing to a dungeon.

There were twenty ninth-rank Nanman soldiers and two eighth-rank soldiers imprisoned in the dungeon.

"This dungeon is actually out of the coverage of Wind Witch City, so the two of them are only showing the ninth and eighth levels of realm now."

"If they were in the city, these would all be restored to the seventh rank."

"What is their actual cultivation level?" Zhao Xing looked at these prisoners. They did not make any noise or noise. Even though they were imprisoned, they had the temperament of strong men and tenacity in their eyes.

"They are all third-rank." Xia Jing said: "I have interrogated them. These people were originally the leaders of the tribe."

“Sure enough, even if a high-grade item is reduced to a low-grade item, the aura is completely different. This cannot be faked.” Zhao Xing nodded.

Now there are three kinds of cultivation situations. The first is one's own cultivation, that is, the realm of cultivation before being affected by Jue Tian Di Tong.

Second, the cultivation level in the Wu City, even if there is no Heaven and Earth Guardian Mark, will be restored to the cultivation level corresponding to the quality of the Wu City. If a third-grade Wu City enters a fifth-grade Wu City, then he will also be restored to the fifth-grade realm.

Third, in the wild, if one does not have the [Protection of Heaven and Earth], then even if one enters the Dao realm, he is still a mortal.

"Are you Zhao Xing?" Suddenly, a giant with dark purple skin, well-developed muscles and a body as big as a mountain staggered towards them.

His shoulder blades and abdomen were pierced. To be on the safe side, needles were inserted into the prisoners' bodies and their acupuncture points were sealed.

His qi and blood were severely deficient, and he looked like a wilted purple potato spirit.

"Do you know me?" Zhao Xing looked at this eighth-grade man with interest.

"I didn't expect you're still alive." The purple potato man stared at Zhao Xing, "But you're going to die soon."

"Why do you think so?" Zhao Xing asked.

“Hahahaha.” The Purple Potato Spirit suddenly laughed. “I didn’t expect to see a big fish caught in the net before I died. It’s worth it to bury my King Tagu!”

"Hahahaha, it's worth it!" The other prisoners in the dungeon also laughed.

"They are playing tricks. Come here and make them shut up!" Xia Jing immediately asked a thunder sorcerer who was guarding the dungeon to come over.

"Zizizi~" The magic dungeon was immediately activated, and thunder was moving in the dungeon, continuously shocking the prisoners.

Originally these people were powerful, but they could not withstand the extreme magic. They were electrocuted to the point of foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground twitching.

"You, you will definitely die."

"The great Nine Nether God is watching you, the filthy, destroyers!" the purple potato man growled. "... God will kill you!"

The hundred generals from the Warlock Battalion guarding the dungeon were immediately embarrassed. The boss told them to shut up, but this guy actually opened his mouth to speak?
"Zizzizizi!" The lightning flashed loudly, and he immediately increased his strength.

"Stop, let him talk." Zhao Xing frowned, he squatted down and stared at the tribal leader: "You mentioned the Nine Nether God just now, are you from the Nine Nether Army?"

The man who was about to be electrocuted to death but was about to speak, now shut his mouth.

"What was his original identity? I mean his position in Fengwu City." Zhao Xing looked at Xia Jing.

"A wandering soul leader." Xia Jing said, "His superior was killed, and the power was transferred to Lao Chen. Long Xiao and Lao Chen are not in the city, but they are hunting down the remnants."

Zhao Xing thought: "Where are his belongings? Are they here?"

"Yes." The Hundred Warlocks in the dungeon answered.

"Show everyone's to me, quickly!" Zhao Xing said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Hundreds of warlocks immediately ran out.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?" Xia Jing couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhao Xing was so serious. "What did you find?"

"It's not clear yet." Zhao Xing said, "Maybe I'm too suspicious."

The atmosphere in the dungeon suddenly fell silent.

Soon, a hundred warlock generals came over with a lot of things, and placed all the personal belongings of everyone including King Tagu in front of Zhao Xing.

"My lord, they are all here."

Zhao Xing immediately started rummaging through the debris, and soon he found a black round disc.

When King Tagu saw this scene, his eyes twitched slightly.

"King Tagu, this is the Nine Nether Token, right?" Zhao Xing placed the token in front of King Tagu and shook it.

King Tagu sneered, said nothing, and just closed his eyes.

"The Pluto pattern is on both sides, and I will go to the Netherworld when I see it."

"King Tagu, this is a death order. Why did the Nine Nether God ask you to defend Fengwu City to the death?"

"What's your conspiracy? Tell me!"

Zhao Xing stretched out the sharp spikes with both hands and inserted them into King Tagu's painful points.

"Kaka~~"

The purple potato spirit was really tough. He bit his teeth to pieces but didn't make a sound.

Xia Jing's face changed. When they were interrogating him, King Tagu was not so tough and confessed everything.

But now he's acting so tough? There's only one explanation.

"Fuck! He lied to us?!" Xia Jing hurriedly shouted, "Where's Hong Sikou? How the hell did you interrogate him? Come here and interrogate him again!"

"It's useless." Zhao Xing shook his head. "These people are all mentally strong. The highest one here is the seventh rank. Your methods are too crude to judge them."

"Xia Jing, take your men out first. I need to kill people to recover." Zhao Xing said. "By the way, ask the military historian for a detailed battle record of your experience in conquering Fengwu City."

"Okay." Xia Jing immediately led his men out.

After Xia Jing and the others ran away, there were only 22 prisoners and Zhao Xing left in the entire dungeon.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Xing stretched out his hand and pointed, immediately stabbing another eighth-rank warrior to death.

"Om~"

A golden light transferred from the corpse to Zhao Xing.

Even King Tagu found it a little strange.

There are twenty-three people present including Zhao Xing. If he kills once, the probability is that he will be the one to be killed?
King Tagu didn't know that Yanjiu's luck had taken effect.

Not to mention a probability of one in twenty, even if the probability is a hundred times smaller, the chance will still be transferred to Zhao Xing after the kill, unless there is someone with similar luck as Zhao Xing within the dungeon.

"My realm has been restored." Zhao Xing stretched his body. "I have now recovered to the eighth level of the Earthly Evil Realm. The abnormality has been resolved. I can use the natural law, the earthly law, and the time law."

Originally, he relied on the Mo Yun vine to support his world, but this authority was not complete, and he could not use many of his spells.

But now that he has killed an enemy, he has truly gained authority.

Mo Yun Teng can finally enter the body and rest.

"Puff puff puff~"

Zhao Xing used the strong wind to instantly kill all the enemies except King Tagu.

With one eighth-grade person and twenty ninth-grade people, Zhao Xing recovered from the early eighth-grade to the middle eighth-grade.

"It seems that every time I reach a higher level, I have to kill about 10 people of the same level before I can upgrade." Zhao Xing said secretly.

"King Tagu, look into my eyes." Zhao Xing's voice was like magic, and King Tagu couldn't help but look back.

Soul-binding!

Using the magic of the Soul-Binding Grass Man, Zhao Xing immediately sucked out the soul of King Tagu and then opened his mouth wide.

"Crunch, crunch~" Zhao Xing bit King Tagu's soul into pieces as if he was chewing.

At the same time, a large number of memory fragments appeared in my mind.

Since it is a memory fragment, it is incomplete, and the older the memory is, the more vague it is. If it exceeds a month, it is basically impossible to remember it.

Zhao Xing closed his eyes and began to retrieve these memory fragments in large quantities, organizing them into useful information.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Xing's face changed.

"Oh no! Xia Jing and his men have entered the encirclement of the Nine Nether Gods. This is the Nine Nether Gods' sweeping plan."

What was the Jiuyou Great Sweep? It was the first large-scale mobilization of troops by the Nanzhi Man to carry out an encirclement and suppression operation against the war zone that had entered the southern part of Juetianditong in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

There are only 30,000 people here under Xia Jing, and among them there are only a hundred generals-level cultivators. There is only one cultivator for every hundred people, so there are only about 300 people in total.

But for this sweep, the Nine Nether God mobilized a total of 400,000 people, and almost all of them were practitioners!
"Hurry!"

When Zhao Xing thought that the strongest copy of Jue Tian Di Tong was about to arrive, his scalp suddenly went numb and he immediately rushed out of the dungeon.

"Xia Jing!"

"Zhao Xing!"

Xia Jing ran over with a gloomy look.

Seeing that both sides had something to say, Zhao Xing calmed down and said, "You speak first."

"Old Chen and Long Xiao just came back and reported some bad news. A large army of 10,000 people appeared on the east, west and north sides of Fengwu City. It is said that the nearest one appeared on Pangge Peak, 350 miles away." Xia Jing said in a deep voice. "We have to break out."

"Where does the information come from?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Wang Ji sent it back." Long Xiao and Chen Shijie walked in. After seeing Zhao Xing, they didn't have time to reminisce. "The mechanism master of the Juzi School can communicate remotely through the Wuliang Juzi. He reported this news."

With a loud bang, Zhao Xing activated the miniature sand table, and clouds, mountains, rivers, and many red dots symbolizing the enemy quickly spread over the three sides of Fengwu City.

The four of them suddenly held their breath. The red dots meant practitioners. There were at least several thousand practitioners surrounding them!
Even if 90% of these thousands of practitioners have just gathered their Yuan, they are still practitioners!
"How can there be so many..." Long Xiao muttered to himself.

"The number shown on the map is too small. The actual number of people surrounded is at least 50,000."

"What? Impossible?" Xia Jing was stunned. "Fifty thousand people, all practitioners? You must be kidding."

"This time, the Nine Nether God personally commanded the sweep."

"There are more than 400,000 people in total, all of them practitioners! We need to conduct a large-scale cleanup of the entire southern war zone." Zhao Xing sighed.

"If you take over Fengwu City, you will become one of our targets. You have a heroic king, a top sword fairy, and a young peasant commander. Moreover, these 30,000 people are all well-trained elites of the Great Zhou. You are already qualified to be on the table of the Nine Nether God."

"Four hundred thousand?! All practitioners?!" Long Xiao, Chen Shijie and Xia Jing were completely stunned. This number was simply terrifying.

"We don't have time to shock you." Zhao Xing said quickly, "We must lead our men to break out now. We don't have much time left."

"Where are we going?" Long Xiao asked subconsciously. "To the north, to join up with Dong Ze's main army?"

"It's impossible to go north. Since it's a large-scale sweep, there's no way we can break through with such a small number of people." Xia Jing said, "The sweep only left the south. It's difficult for us to break through to any of the three directions, east, west, or north."

"We can only go south." Chen Shijie nodded. "Go south to find Li Hao's Wu Yao Legion? Which route should we take?"

Zhao Xing said nothing, his head turning wildly, the official documents and war reports in front of him rustling, quickly screening and integrating the army and terrain conditions in his mind.

After a while, Zhao Xing nodded and said, "Yes, we can only go south."

"There are also three directions to the south. Should we take the Nanping Road in the south, the Wuyingling in the southwest, or the Tianshui River in the southeast?" Xia Jing asked.

"Brother Xia, you are a naval general with many ships, so of course we should cross the nearest Tianshui River." Zhao Xing said.

Xia Jing was so anxious that he forgot that there were not three choices, but only one choice.

"We have to move faster, Xia Jing, you quickly give orders to the entire army, and we will cross the Tianshui River." Zhao Xing said.

"Throw away as much baggage as possible, throw away all the heavy weapons, and only keep the horses, boats, and mountain bikes. Don't even take the chariots."

"What will we do if we encounter the enemy if we leave so much baggage behind?" Long Xiao said.

"Don't panic, the enemy will give us a chance." Zhao Xing said, "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."

"We have to compete with the enemy's large army in terms of speed and flexibility, so we have to travel light... There's no time to explain, give the order to cross the river!"

(End of this chapter)