Xue Tong received the pouch, which contained clothing, a small amount of medicine and atlases. Xue Tong put on the light armor of Qianmo Vice Commander, with a purple tiger head emblem on the chest. Purple represents Tianyong Camp, and the tiger head shows his identity.
The Demon Army's camp has a wide road in the middle, with camps on both sides. The camps of the six Yao Star cities are all in the north of the city.
To the south of the city is the Anbo military camp. The Tianyong camp that Xue Tong planned to go to had just withdrawn from the human world half a month ago and was replenishing its troops.
Xue Tong is a newcomer, and he needs to be familiar with the rules of the army and the tactics of the demon army, so it is impossible to arrange him into the team that is about to leave.
But I finally got the documents to pass the secret code. He entered the city from the north gate with the animal skin given by the capital. There were few pedestrians in the market, and occasionally demonic troops passed by in a hurry.
Not far to the south of the city is Tianyong Camp. Langshan Mountain is clearly visible ten miles away. The black cannons on the top of the ring can be counted one by one.
Among the three thousand demon soldiers in Tianyong camp, more than half were killed or injured. The Qian Demon Chief was injured and his shoulder straps collapsed. Xue Tong gave away the magic pill and after speaking politely, chatted for a while and hid in his wooden house on the pretext of studying military regulations.
There were staff vacancies, and there were many houses to choose from. Xue Tong chose a wooden house close to the middle road of Daying.
"We need to escape into the boundary as soon as possible, preferably tonight." He leaned out the window and looked out. The camp was in order, and there was no one on the road to Langshan.
"I hope there will be demonic troops going to Langshan!" I waited all night to no avail. After three full days, even Xue Tong's will, which was as strong as gold and stone, almost collapsed.
During the day he forced a smile on his face and chatted with the Chief of Hundred Demons, but at night he was restless and stared dryly at the road.
No matter day or night, I am afraid that the higher-ups of the demon army will summon me.
"Wait for two more days at most!"... In the middle of the night, there was a noise! A large group of demon soldiers ran quickly towards Langshan.
Xue Tong jumped over the wall and left the camp. The fence inside the camp was ten feet high. It was difficult to know the gods and ghosts. He could jump over it with a single jump. Xue Tong leaned against the fence and followed the three thousand demon army in the darkness.
The last sentry post at the mountain pass.
"Quick, quick!" Several demon commanders from the Tianzong Battalion stood by the door, calling on the demon soldiers to speed up.
"Boom!" A fire broke out in the Tianxiong camp closest to the mountain pass, as if someone had poured oil on it in mid-air and ignited it.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.
"Oops, ouch." Several demon soldiers from Tianzong camp suddenly fell down, and more than a hundred people at the mountain pass fell into chaos.
There was a commotion for a while before it stopped. Xue Tong naturally sneaked in! The Thirteenth Battalion of the Anbo Army. Four years ago, he captured hundreds of magic cultivators' stored magic weapons. Each battalion had a complete set of light armor emblems. Xue Tong also made a few more.
He quietly put on the green snake head emblem of Tianzong Camp, threw oil bombs at Tianxiong Camp, and shot ice beads to knock down the demon soldiers.
In the dark night, the emblem on the chest of the demon army shimmered brightly, making it the most eye-catching. In the chaos, no one noticed that Xue Tong lowered his head, picked up a fallen demon soldier, and dragged him across the mountain pass.
"Life and death are at stake, success or failure depends on this!" Langshan Tiankeng is surrounded by stone mountains of 100 feet. The central pit has a circular diameter of five miles, and the boundary is in the southwest corner.
The entrance is five feet wide and high, with thick mist rolling in. The boundary road had been torn open, and after an hour it returned to a semi-closed state, making it impassable.
The Demon Lord stationed at the mountain pass frowned, feeling an indescribable strange feeling. He glanced back at Tianzong Camp, which was quickly moving away, and shook his head.
Xue Tong quickened his pace and surpassed the rows of demon soldiers. His move of quickly passing by the demon soldiers attracted the attention of many people.
The emblem on his chest had been removed. Although the demon soldiers around him were confused, but intimidated by his powerful Demon Lord aura, no one dared to ask. By the time the Thousand Demon Commanders of Tianzong Camp noticed, the entrance to the boundary road was already a mere hundred feet away.
"Who is it from?" Qian Mo shouted and asked. Xue Tong showed the red tiger head emblem,
"The newly promoted deputy devil commander of Tianwei Camp must go to Anbo Castle." He flew ten feet away as he spoke.
"Tianwei Camp" Qian Mozhang was suspicious, but couldn't make up his mind for a while. At the entrance of the boundary road, there are four demon princes from the headquarters of the Anbo Army.
Xue Tong rushed straight away, with a green tiger head hanging on his chest.
"What's the hurry!" The Demon Lord stretched out his hand to signal to stop. Xue Tong didn't answer, he kicked hard, like an arrow from a string, he waved his hand and knocked away the demon lord, and jumped into the passage.
...Xue Tong's eyes darkened, and his heart was ecstatic, the ecstasy of escaping from the dead! When the light appeared in front of him, Xue Tong flew with all his strength and jumped out of the hole.
He didn't stop for a moment, leaving the cry of the demon at the entrance of the passage far behind him, crossing the high wall of the castle and flying into the darkness.
"Who!"
"Someone of unknown origin has sneaked in, catch him!" After half a cup of tea, he figured out the situation and the pursuing Demon Hou yelled angrily. Xue Tong had long disappeared.
Thirty miles away from the Dark Demon Castle, the battle was in full swing. The two armies were fighting for control points, and the Dark Demon Army was destroying the human artillery positions.
Xue Tong just tried to escape to a secluded place, but when he ran out of magic golden needles, he took a harpy eagle boat and flew more than 20,000 miles straight before entering the wilderness and dense forest.
Returning to the human world, the vague uneasiness in his heart finally completely dissipated. Xue Tong dug a deep hole in the ground and spent a year refining 90% of the demonic energy in his body. He completed three rounds of the Jinwu Sutra and refined his sword control skills to four swords.
The spiritual pets also played and fought to their heart's content for half a year.
"I don't care about the war between humans and demons, I won't get involved in it!" Xue Tong threw out his boat on the southwest coast of the Yunxi continent.
The 30,000-mile sea territory was like walking on flat ground, and Xue Tong set foot on the southern Xinyuan continent. ...The area of Xinyuan is about the same as that of Yunxi, and it is composed of four principalities of similar size. The boundaries between the mysterious and the secular are not as clear-cut as those of Yunxi.
Xue Tong entered the royal city of Duke Jinglong. If it weren't for his spiritual pets, he could have practiced for another thirty to fifty years. All four pets needed animal corpses, and the bone puppets were also waiting for the magic weapon bowstring.
There are no master-level monsters in the spiritual object shop, and the magic weapon bow string is missing. Xue Tong was not in a hurry and stayed at the inn, waiting for the King's birthday celebration, when a large number of monks would gather and there would be a grand event for the exchange of spiritual objects.
Four months later, the festive atmosphere in the royal city was getting stronger, and the waiter came to report: "Senior Xue, the store has received an invitation to invite the Xiantian-level monks staying in the hotel to participate in the spiritual object meeting in Jingmiao Village." Sure enough, there is a master beast in the spiritual object meeting. corpse.
Xue Tong remembered that in Chongguang, the price of the master's Dacheng tiger carcass was as high as five million. Fortunately, Yunxi and Xinyuan were rich in resources, and the complete tiger carcass of the same level was only worth about three million.
He did not hesitate to bid a high price of 1.2 million for a medium-term bear corpse. A monk scolded him on the spot.
"I haven't seen a million-dollar price in decades, and you're acting like this, and you went out of your way to go against me!" The man was in his mid-sixties as a master.
"Xue has no intention of going against others and is in urgent need of a large number of animal carcasses. One and two million in the mid-term, two million in the later stage, and three million in the final stage. We will not reject anyone who comes."
"What a loud tone!" Yan Jian was angry.
"If you don't want to buy it, stop talking!" Xue Tong didn't take Yan Jian seriously at all. After walking in the demon world, his courage and strength increased greatly, and his temper became a little hotter due to the influence of the demonic energy.
Yan Jian's eyes flashed with a sharp light and he stopped talking. Xue Tong noticed that there were two late-stage master monks on the field, and the innate and accomplished warrior in the corner showed a slightly worried look.
Xue Tong collected another middle-stage crocodile corpse and said, "Xue wants to buy a magic weapon bow string. A Dacheng-level dragon tendon with silver flame silk will also work."
"This late-stage otter corpse costs 2.3 million. The magic weapon bowstring you mentioned. If I have news, I will take another 100,000." The late-stage master monk suddenly said.
Without saying a word, Xue Tong paid the spirit stone and collected the pouch. There was a note in the bag: "The Linshan Sect hunted the black dragon a few months ago. The dragon tendons may be for sale. At least we know the hunting location." The news may not be worth a hundred thousand, but it is not a big loss, Xue Tong saw. Unable to receive any more beast corpses, I lost interest and left early.
Yan Jian followed him out.
"Xue, how dare you be disrespectful to me!" A hand has been grabbed. Xue Tong didn't look back and waved his arm with 40% of his strength.
Yan Jian flew out like a piece of wood and fell into the bushes. Two of his sternums were broken and he vomited blood.
"If you don't get out, just stay here," Xue Tong shouted. Yan Jian stood up, clutched his chest, and staggered away. Xue Tong waved,
"You have something to do with me"
"I am planning ahead. Seeing that my senior has offended Yan Jian, I am a little worried." said the innate monk from before.
"Oh, thank you then, who are you?"
"I am from the Jinglong Kingdom and a monk from the Chongxu Sect. I came to the royal city to exchange spiritual objects and also want to hire a suitable guest for the sect." It's better than the wilderness.
"You have taken a liking to me," Xue Tong said with a slight smile.
"No, no, no, no, Xiao Ke means that if the senior can come to fight against the void, then everyone in this sect will be overjoyed."
"It's not that exaggerated. Let's talk about Jinglong Xuanjie and Chongxu Sect." Xue Tong did not shy away from his identity as a warrior from the outside world. This was something that was very easy to see.
Chongxu Sect is a moderately strong Xuanmen of the Jinglong genus, with three thousand monks, and the master of the sect is in the middle stage. There are four major sects in the Jinglong Xuanjie. In addition, there are five other sects that are stronger than Chongxu Sect; the sect leader wants to Please treat me as a guest, because the sect is slightly weaker and is prone to receiving more anger.
"It's okay, I will go back with you, but I have agreed in advance that I will not take care of the sect's chores. The guest will be treated simply, and I only need to arrange a clean place with few people to disturb me." Xue Tong said with a smile.
Zhong Xianmou immediately smiled and said repeatedly: "Senior, I have almost no request, Chongxumen will definitely satisfy you!" Zhong Xianmou arranged a carriage to escort Xue Tong out of the city.
"Now we have a place to practice, we have followers, and we have fun things in the future." Xue Tongle was in a great mood.
Chongxumen gets angry a lot, which is the main reason for inviting him to be a guest. Then there will be something wrong in the future.
"Fun" stuff awaits. Xue Tong has fought back and forth in the Demon Realm, so how can he be afraid of the battle between the Xuanmen of Jinglong Kingdom!
...The mountains ahead are vast, and we are close to the main mountain of Chongxu Gate. After receiving the report, the sect first planned to invite the guest minister back.
The deputy sect leader, Grand Master Yu Wencheng, personally welcomed him. Xue Tong summoned bone puppets and soul beasts to go up the mountain together. The bone puppet is holding a sword, with a poisonous texture all over its body, a faint poisonous mist overflows from the corners of its mouth, and the soul fire in its eye sockets is cold and deep; while the soul beast on the other side is also at the peak of its innate nature, with a shuddering ghost-suffocating aura blowing towards its face, looking like a violent murderer. look like.
Yu Wencheng was frightened, but since he planned first, he felt more honored. He was the expert he invited. Xue Tong met the sect leader Bao Xing in Chongxu Hall, and the terms were quickly negotiated. Xiaolian Peak, twenty miles away from the main mountain, belongs to him. The sect will not disturb him except for refining magic weapons. Xue Tong should come forward to help with important matters.
As for the salary of the guest minister, Xue Tong said generously: "The guards on duty at Xiaolianfeng will each be rewarded 10,000 yuan a month, but Xue will not accept it."
