Cao Xiaowu and Cao Xiaoliu looked at each other with worry on their faces.
"Let's go, the general said, go back to the camp and put on your adapted armor." Gongsun Yangjin whispered, and then led everyone back to the thatched cottage.
Several people gathered around him, and he shook off the storage bag in his hand.
Five two-foot-long iron boxes fell, each with a name on it.
What's this?
Several people took a look and raised their hands to pick up the iron box with their names engraved on it.
"this--"
"hiss--"
Cao Xiaowu whispered.
His iron box was heavy in his hand and he opened it. Inside was a black armor, a folding spear, a long bow, ten long arrows, a short crossbow, and six black crossbow arrows.
There is also a long sword, a short sword, a waist badge, and five small jade bottles, all of which have labels.
Healing elixirs, elixirs that temporarily burst into combat power, elixirs that replenish qi and blood...
"I, I said I was good at spears..." He whispered softly, looking at the folded spear.
Opposite, Cao Xiaoliu, who was good at tomahawks, had a golden-gray long-handled tomahawk in the iron box.
There were a few more jade plates in the iron box that Gongsun Yang entered.
"Array disk, communication, positioning, defense, each of these jade disks are probably not cheap." Gongsun Yangjin put away the jade disk, took out the black armor stacked in it, and infused it with immortal energy.
"boom--"
A compelling force came out of the armor, making him widen his eyes.
"This, this is a mid-grade spiritual treasure!"
Not only the battle armor, battle spears, long swords, crossbows, and even the short sword that was only a foot long, were all low-grade spiritual treasures.
Although these weapons are not infused with spirituality, each one is an extremely precious spiritual treasure level treasure.
If it is carefully and carefully cultivated, each piece may be transformed into another form.
Every treasure like this is a treasure that is fought over by all parties on the first floor of Wanhua City.
When all five people put on their armor and held weapons in their hands, they looked at each other and then laughed excitedly.
"Haha, if I wear this outfit, it's worth dying in battle immediately!" Cao Xiaoliu shouted.
Not far away, laughter could be heard from other barracks.
Not to mention this one, just one piece can buy the lives of everyone in their group.
On the first floor of Wanhua City, the lives of immortal cultivators are the least valuable.
"Hurry up and refine it, I can't wait." Gongsun Yangjin shouted, and then his whole body flashed with fairy light.
The other people looked at each other and quickly poured their immortal energy into the weapons in their hands.
With these armors, their combat power will be increased at least a hundred times!
One day later, the melodious horn sounded.
One by one, the cultivators in black armor strode out of the barracks, lowered their heads and clenched their fists and walked to the main campus.
Everyone has fairy light and fighting spirit surging in their bodies, and everyone's eyes are bright.
"Ahem, um, you put away all the armor and weapons first."
"When you go out like this, are you trying to complete your mission, or are you trying to attract others to rob you?" Zhao Chen reached out to cover his forehead and spoke helplessly.
One sentence caused the entire campus to burst into laughter.
Everyone hurriedly put the refined armor into the iron boxes carried on their backs.
But even after taking away the armor and weapons, their demeanor was completely different from before.
A little more battle formation momentum.
"It's okay," Yun Duan, who put on a green Taoist robe and tied up her long hair, nodded and said, "Although he is far from the Xuanyang Guard, he still has some foundation."
Huang Zhihu's eyes glowed brightly, and he said, "Let's go, practice more opportunities, kill a few more times, and you'll be ready."
"It's time to gather the mission."
After saying that, she took the lead and strode out of Fenglin Village.
Immortal cultivators carrying iron boxes followed in formation.
Three hundred miles ahead, in a mountain valley, thousands of immortal cultivators gathered in a chaotic manner.
There are immortals and demons here, there are
There are demons and gods.
Among them, the ones with the strongest cultivation are probably the seven or eight people standing in front of them who are at the peak of Heavenly Immortal Refining.
"The people from Fenglin Village are here." A one-eyed man in his thirties wearing a silver-white gown grinned and said, "I heard that Baishi of Fenglin Village was defeated and a woman was appointed as the leader of the village."
These words made everyone around laugh out loud.
On the big bluestone, everyone watched as Yun Dang and Huang Zhihu led the team to arrive and stood alone.
"Hey, the new leader of Fenglin Village, come here and let us take a look." A bald man standing on the bluestone laughed and pointed to Baishi who was following Jin Huo: "Master Baishi, I heard that you Defeated by a bitch?"
"Canglang——"
What answered the big man was the sound of a sword.
Thousands of feet of sword light crossed across, and the sword struck the bluestone.
The coldness coming from the immortal sword directly froze the bluestone.
"boom--"
Ten feet of bluestone exploded into pieces.
The masters of the Heavenly Immortal Void Refining Realm standing on the bluestone didn't even have a chance to resist under this sword, and they turned into nothingness.
With one sword, eight immortals were killed!
The sword light dissipated, and Huang Zhihu slowly sheathed his sword.
The entire mountain col was in a state of confusion.
The leader of the village and the big leader died so directly?
Immortal cultivators from more than a dozen cottages have gathered here. With this sword move, each cottage has become an empty village without a village owner?
"Anyone who speaks disrespectfully to me, the leader of Fenglin Village," Huang Zhihu held the long sword and glanced around, his voice filled with ice coldness, "Kill without mercy."
"Kill without mercy!"
Behind her, more than three hundred immortal cultivators from Fenglin Village shouted loudly, their voices rising to the sky.
This momentum caused the immortal cultivators from nearby villages to retreat quickly.
If you don't retreat, you may be accidentally injured.
For a moment, the retreating immortal cultivators bumped into each other, causing chaos.
"Buzz——"
In the void, there was a roaring sound.
A hundred-foot flying boat flew down and hung still a hundred feet above.
"What a mess." A young Taoist wearing a sapphire robe stepped forward, frowning, and shouted.
As his voice fell, the chaos everywhere slowly subsided.
"They are from the Guyang Gang. They are one of the three major gangs on the first floor."
"This mission was issued by the Guyang Gang, to gather people from the surrounding villages to look at Tianyuan."
"Should we report to Guyang Gang that our village leader was killed by people from Fenglin Village?"
"It's useless, I won't care."
The young man from the Guyang Gang glanced over and landed on Huang Zhihu. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you take action just now?"
"My swordsmanship is good. I'll give you half an hour to restrain everyone here."
After saying that, he moved and turned back to the deck.
"Junior Brother Qi, that sword is very beautiful. You can see the flash of the sword from a hundred miles away." On the deck, a big man wearing black leather armor grinned: "Why, are you thinking of subjugating me? "
"I didn't see clearly what the sword was like just now. I guess I borrowed the power of the sword." The young man known as Junior Brother Qi nodded, his eyes falling on the chaotic mountain col below.
"If she really has the ability to conquer these people, I wouldn't mind taking them for my own use."
What he said was so direct that everyone on the deck laughed out loud.
But no one thought there was anything wrong with what he said.
Being favored by the elite disciples of the Guyang Gang is also an opportunity for these casual cultivators.
There was chaos below, and those cultivators also heard the words of the Guyang Gang disciples on the Tianji Flying Boat. To them, Huang Zhihu was the enemy of their gang leader who had been killed.
"Huh, I won't go with them even if I die," someone shouted.
"Yes, to avenge the gang leader."
"Let's go together. There are few people in Fenglin Village."
have
People quietly encouraged.
But no one really dared to come forward.
Huang Zhihu frowned, shook his head and said: "Our cultivation is not that good, our combat power is not good, and we have no loyalty. If we are recruited, our combat power will probably decrease instead of increasing."
Zhao Chen also said: "Yes, it's better to ignore these people and just go."
The people in Fenglin Village have been training for more than ten days, and they have first seen the effect of the battle formation's convergence.
The more than three hundred immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village are also issued with armor, and each one of them is much stronger than the same level.
For them, recruiting outsiders is a drag.
"Actually, the method used to expand Tianxuan Sword cultivation can also be used." Yun Duan chuckled, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Zhihu, you want to quickly gain a foothold here for the first time. It's too slow to slowly gather copycats from all over the place."
"The Guyang Gang is a good choice."
Guyang Gang?
Huang Zhihu raised his head and looked at the flying boat in the sky.
That's a good idea.
Use the Guyang Gang as a springboard, and then gain a firm foothold on the first floor.
There are no masters on the first floor, but there are many people.
Each of the three major gangs has millions of cultivators.
If you want to become such a powerful force by gathering and annexing various copycats, the process is too slow.
"Okay." Huang Zhihu nodded, put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and stepped forward.
"Everyone in Fenglin Village obeys the order."
As her voice fell, those cultivators from Fenglin Village who were carrying iron boxes burst out with fighting spirit and shouted: "Here!"
This loud shout made the eyes of the immortal cultivators from the Guyang Gang on the flying boat overhead light up.
"Fenglin Village has a good momentum."
"Not only the momentum, but also the fighting spirit, it is unparalleled by other members of the Guyang Gang."
An old man with gray hair spoke in a low voice.
Hearing his words, Junior Brother Qi raised his eyebrows, and the eyes of several young people beside him flashed.
A female cultivator who is not weak in swordsmanship is rare.
If you have such an attendant, you will have more dignity wherever you go.
In addition, there is also a team of followers with good training and combat prowess.
The elites of the Guyang Gang who were not prepared to fight for these people were a little moved.
"This mission is originally to help select the elites of the direct descendants. Conquering some masters can be considered one of the missions." A chuckle came from the cabin.
As soon as these words came out, everyone on the deck showed more fighting spirit.
Junior Brother Qi's expression turned darker.
The person who spoke was the elder of the gang who was in charge of this mission.
"Let's see how she sorts out those scattered immortal cultivators." Junior Brother Qi said calmly, his eyes falling downwards.
Everyone on the flying boat looked at it with a bit of curiosity on their faces.
Those scattered immortal cultivators are difficult to control.
"Each of the Fenglin Village disciples recruits four comrades and serves as their own corps commander."
"The corps commander gathers the whole team and expands each team into a hundred-man team. The corps commander serves as the captain. Half an hour later, the captain comes to receive the weapons and fighting equipment."
Huang Zhihu’s voice spread throughout the col.
The people in Fenglin Village recruit four people each?
Why?
These ordinary immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village don't have very good cultivation and combat capabilities. How can they be the leader of the team?
What other school captain would think of himself as an ordinary official and gentry?
All around, those cultivators were waiting and watching, with many people showing sneers on their faces.
"No!" Shiraishi shouted loudly.
"promise!"
All the immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village shouted loudly.
"Brother Dayang, you will be promoted soon." Cao Xiaowu looked at Gongsun Yangjin in front of him with a smile on his face.
Others laughed too.
Everyone is a corps leader.
"Half an hour, you have to move quickly, don't let Commander Zhihu and Bai
General Shi is embarrassed. "Gongsun Yangjin shouted low and glanced around.
"We recruit sword masters, and all of them are sword cultivators. The basic training methods taught to us are also swordsmanship. We have recruited sword cultivators, so we can arrange them easily."
Gongsun Yangjin's words made everyone nod.
"This team is recruiting eighteen immortal cultivators who have reached the realm of Heavenly Lord." Not far away, several people from Fenglin Village were already shouting.
"I want nine places, at least to enter the holy realm." Some people raised their hands and looked around.
It's a pity that apart from laughter and sneers, only a few of the copycat cultivators who were watching were moved.
This made the immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village a little embarrassed.
However, they had expected this kind of scene.
"Buzz——"
With a soft sound, Cao Xiaoliu had already held the long-handled battle ax in his palm.
He was enveloped in a faint fairy light.
Even if he doesn't wear the armor, the refined armor can still provide him with protective power.
Lingbao, after being refined, not only has its own strength, but also can enhance cultivation and combat power.
For example, at this time, Cao Xiaoliu, with the help of several spiritual treasures, directly raised his cultivation level to the peak of human immortality, and his combat power was unmatched among the same level.
It's just that this consumes a lot of money and cannot last long.
enough.
He shouted loudly, flew up, and rushed towards the crowd of watching immortal cultivators in front.
On the long-handled battle axe, a silver flame rose up and turned into a silver violent bear, roaring out.
Lingbao!
The violent bear attacked, and the low-level immortal cultivator turned pale and turned around to run away.
Only those in the Saint Realm or Tianzun Realm dare to resist with Taoist magic and weapons in their hands.
There is a large formation protecting Wanhua City, and although the magic power is weak, it can still be stimulated.
Outside the large formation, most of the power of Taoism will be suppressed, and only the power of one's own energy, blood and armor are the foundation.
"boom--"
A strike of the battle ax swept away a piece of it.
On the flying boat overhead, the eyes of those Guyang Clan cultivators brightened.
"Although it relies on the power of spiritual treasures, its fighting instincts are not bad."
Someone whispered softly, with a hint of solicitation in his eyes.
"boom--"
Below, a second roar sounded.
Then, one by one the immortal cultivators from Fenglin Village rushed out.
The best way to recruit experts is to choose them yourself!
"Peng——"
The violent bear punched a strong man to the ground, Cao Xiaoliu's battle ax cracked, and he paused in his horrified and desperate eyes.
The tomahawk blade was only half a foot away from his face.
"Are you convinced?" Cao Xiaoliu shouted.
"I've taken it, I've taken it..." The big man was covered in cold sweat, and he trembled and whispered.
"Follow me to defeat the enemy." Cao Xiaoliu shouted loudly, swung his battle ax and rushed forward.
The big man got up from the ground, took a breath, and quickly followed.
It was a mess below, but the Guyang Gang members standing on the deck were stunned.
Even the elite disciples were full of surprise.
Lingbao.
They are all spiritual treasures!
The immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village all have a spiritual treasure in their hands!
How can this be?
Even for elite disciples like them, not everyone can have a spiritual treasure in their hands!
In the entire Guyang Gang, are there a thousand people who can have Lingbao in their hands?
There are millions of members in the Guyang Gang, and on average only one of thousands of members has a spiritual treasure.
Is Fenglin Village richer than Guyang Gang?
"I know." On the deck, a white-haired old man stared down with greed in his eyes, "They must have discovered a secret place somewhere!"
Secret place.
Probably.
There are countless inheritances and secrets in the abyss.
countless
Stories of sudden wealth spread throughout Wanhua City.
Those who are lucky may be able to obtain a treasure house directly.
"Looking at it this way, these people from Fenglin Village are more worthy of being conquered." On the deck, a young man wearing a pale white armor turned to look at Junior Brother Qi: "Qi Yuanwu, I'm sorry, I'm Xu from Fenglin Village. The sun is gone."
"Haha, I, Du Xinshen, am also interested."
"Hmph, even these hundreds of spiritual treasures are worth selling. I, Song Ze, want them."
Everyone on the deck spoke out one after another, and their fighting intentions collided for a while, causing the weather to change.
This made the immortal cultivators fighting below raise their heads in horror.
Huang Zhihu and Yun Dang looked at each other.
As superiors, they are very aware of these little schemes.
"Don't worry, let them fight." Yun Dang chuckled and looked at the disciples from Fenglin Village who were leading the team back.
Each person gathers four immortal cultivators, and this task is easily accomplished.
In a moment, the number of immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village increased to more than 1,500 people.
The strong are respected in the world of cultivation, and this is even more true on the first floor of Wanhua City.
His own corps commander has a spiritual treasure in his hand, and he has strong fighting power, so surrendering is not so difficult to accept.
Even those cultivators who were not chosen were particularly envious.
"You guys wait here while I, the captain, go get the weapons." A middle-aged man in a black robe coughed lightly and strode forward.
Just now he was a captain, but now he is a captain.
A group of cultivators gathered in front of Huang Zhihu, who turned to look at Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and threw out a bunch of swords.
The black sword was of excellent quality, but it lacked warmth and spirituality.
These swords are the embryos of the Xuanyang Sword, which are magical treasures.
"One for each person, it is also a magic weapon of good quality."
Zhao Chen spoke with some pain.
Swords of this level require long-term maintenance, and now they are useless in his hands.
If he hadn't forgotten to deal with it in Immortal Burial City, he wouldn't have brought it.
"magic weapon!"
"At least it's a mid-level magic weapon."
The captains all shouted excitedly.
Things that Zhao Chen looked down upon were treasures in their eyes.
These swords are standard and very suitable for formation.
Even if it is not as good as a spiritual treasure, it can be upgraded to a magical treasure after being warmed for a long time.
But after a while, there was cheering all around.
Who would have thought that as soon as they surrendered, they would receive a magical sword?
This made those cultivators who chose to escape instead of joining Fenglin Village regret.
Fenglin Village is definitely not the Fenglin Village of the past.
Just with this skill, no copycat can come up with it.
"Okay, you form a formation and follow Feizhou."
In the void, the sound came from the Guyang Gang's flying boat.
The flying boat vibrated and began to move forward.
After the flying boat, streaks of golden light fell.
Huang Zhihu raised his hand and waved, leading all the people from Fenglin Village to line up and be protected by the golden light, and quickly escape.
This dull golden light can resist the power of death, but according to Huang Zhihu and the others' perception, it can only resist the slightest.
Therefore, the immortal cultivators on the first and second floors will not stray far from Wanhua City.
Just around Wanhua City, due to the power of the large formation, the surrounding power of death will be slightly weaker.
In the mountain col below, those cultivators watched with envy as the flying boat caused the people from Fenglin Village to fly away.
"The sky on the first floor of Wanhua City is probably going to change..."
Someone looked up and whispered softly.
"Buzz——"
Feizhou rushed out of the formation.
The golden light on Huang Zhihu and the others who followed Fei Zhou dimmed, and everyone felt their whole bodies tremble.
The power of death moves towards the body
Comes from erosion.
After the flying boat dragged them hundreds of miles away, everyone finally got used to it.
"Buzz——"
There was a roaring sound on the flying boat.
"Get ready to hunt monsters!"
With loud shouts, a member of the Guyang Gang flew out of the flying boat.
From behind, Huang Zhihu turned to look at Yun Dang: "Now is a good opportunity to train troops, let's go on one side."
Yun Duan nodded and led a group of people from Fenglin Village to rush to the left side of the flying boat, while Huang Zhihu led the remaining people to the right side.
Not far away, several monster beasts of different shapes were roaring towards them.
Huang Zhihu drew his sword in his hand and shouted: "Gather your strength in formation!"
The battle formations practiced before were no longer usable, and forming a formation to gather combat power was the simplest method.
In any case, the momentum of seven or eight hundred immortal cultivators standing together and working together to attack is not bad.
"boom--"
Invoking the power of the battle formation, Huang Zhihu slashed out with a sword, and the sword light illuminated the surrounding void.
If an expert takes action, he will know the depth.
Seeing this sword, the eyes of all the elites of the Guyang Gang flashed.
On the top of the flying boat, an old man wearing a green robe and a simple face narrowed his eyes.
"Excellent swordsmanship, with this kind of combat power cultivation, at the first level, I'm afraid the plot is very big..."
"boom--"
With one sword strike, the three strange beasts in front were chopped into pieces.
Several new immortal cultivators who had joined Fenglin Village wanted to collect the scattered spiritual materials, but were stopped by the team leader beside them.
"kill."
Huang Zhihu stepped out with his sword, without stopping for a moment, one sword after another, killing the strange beasts in the surrounding void.
On the other side, Yun Dang's own combat power is much inferior to Huang Zhihu's, but the sword in her hand is of extremely high quality. With the power of the fairy sword, she can easily kill strange beasts.
Those Guyang gang members who scattered the flying boats did not need to take action at all.
After a while, all the strange beasts were killed, and Huang Zhihu waved his hand: "Gather the spiritual materials and return to the team within a hundred breaths."
Suddenly, everyone rushed to grab the spiritual materials.
Until this moment, these immortal cultivators looked like the remnants of an army that had just been gathered together.
The momentum that had been gathered before also dissipated.
This made many people on the deck of the flying boat feel regretful, but also relieved.
If just gathering some remnants of the army can gather momentum, then how can that be done?
The flying boat moved forward, traveling thousands of miles, and slowly reached the dark place.
Here, the power of death is already so strong that it is difficult for the power of Wanhua City's formation to protect it.
The speed of the flying boat also dropped.
Their destination is almost here.
"Buzz——"
In the void, a roaring sound came.
Huang Zhihu raised his head and saw a hundred-foot flying boat flying across the sky, passing through the sky and leaving long traces in the dark abyss.
"Father..."
Although she didn't see it, she sensed that her adoptive father was in that fleet.
"Don't look, that's a large three-story fleet."
"Such a fleet mission must only come from the powerful forces in Wanhua City."
A voice sounded behind Huang Zhihu.
Huang Zhihu turned around and saw a young man wearing a blue armor with a smile on his face: "I'm Chen Jinyu from the Guyang Gang, do you know the girl's name?"
"Get out." Huang Zhihu pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
