An hour later, a figure holding a black wooden staff and covered in black robes appeared at the place where the Black Armor Army had just gathered.
After standing still for a long time, the wooden stick shook, then he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot...
A year later, the Black Armor Army had expanded to more than 10,000 men. The silver-helmeted general also unleashed his potential in battle and entered the third level of martial arts.
Taizu Daxuan personally named him Changshenghou, and he was in the limelight for a while.
Another year later, General Silver Helmet led his troops to ambush a cavalry force of 10,000 people in Beimang. The two sides fought for a day and night, with blood flowing in rivers. In the end, General Silver Helmet beheaded the enemy general who was also a third-level cultivation level, and won a great victory. win.
After experiencing this battle, General Silver Helmet's cultivation has already reached the threshold of the second level of martial arts.
That night, General Silver Helmet led his troops and set up camp in a snowy valley in the mountains to rest for a while.
"Suddenly..."
A gust of cold wind blew off the snow from the tops of many trees in the valley, falling to the ground with a rustling sound.
General Silver Helmet sits in the army, and his spiritual consciousness covers the surrounding area. If there is any disturbance in the surrounding area, he can immediately sense it.
"Huh~~~"
In the tent, snoring could be heard one after another.
General Silver Helmet frowned. After the battle just now, his soldiers seemed to be a little too relaxed.
You must know that they have already penetrated nearly a hundred miles into the northern area of Jizhou controlled by Beimang. They are surrounded by dangers. They are so relaxed that if a situation arises, they will have no time to react.
Just as he was about to stop shouting, a feeling of sleepiness came over him, and he slowly lowered his eyelids and fell into sleep.
fire!
A burning flame!
The Silver Helmet General opened his eyes and saw endless flames. There was no other color in the sky and the earth, it was all red.
"This is where?"
The Silver Helmet General murmured to himself, feeling a bit uncomfortable from the burning sensations coming from his whole body.
His main skill is Xuan Bing Jue, and he can get twice the result with half the effort by practicing in ice and snow like the Northland.
Instead, the world full of flames in front of him made him feel indescribably uncomfortable.
"laugh......"
At this moment, a ball of flame suddenly ignited from under his feet, instantly igniting the black boots he was wearing.
"Destroy!"
The silver-helmeted general's eyes were sharp, and the black ice essence was circulating. The cold energy all over his body was condensed into substance, wrapping around his whole body. He put out the flame with one step.
Then the Silver Helmet General's true energy gathered in his eyes, and a little bit of white light appeared on his eyeballs. He tried his best to look into the distance, trying to find a way out of the overwhelming flames.
After ten breaths, General Silver Helmet gave up.
He could not see any pure land within dozens of miles.
"do not care!"
The silver-helmeted general's face turned cold. He looked in a certain direction and bent his knees slightly. Then the ground cracked under his feet and he jumped up, shooting out like an arrow.
An hour later, the Silver Helmet General was sweating profusely and fell down on a boulder that was barely free of flames.
He conservatively estimated that he had run at least several hundred miles away, but there was still an endless sea of fire in front of him.
There is no hope, and nearly half of the true energy has been lost due to the constant running and resisting the flames from the outside world.
'Fortunately, it's this low-quality ordinary fire. If it were the Samadhi True Fire, I definitely wouldn't be able to hold on for long. '
General Silver Helmet took off his silver helmet, wiped the sweat from his head, and thought to himself.
He was really afraid of what would happen. He had just put on his silver helmet again, when the sea of red fire that covered the sky and sun around him suddenly changed color and turned into pure white.
The temperature has increased several times again!
Waves of heat hit him, and the silver-helmeted general's face froze. He sat cross-legged on the big stone, his true energy running constantly, protecting his entire body.
Another hour later...
General Silver Helmet's face was red, and he had already taken off his black armor and silver helmet and threw it aside. However, he still could not withstand the increasingly intense Samadhi True Fire. He persisted for another half an hour, and finally died in the flames.
About a quarter of an hour later, the figure holding a wooden staff and covered in black robes appeared again at the Xuanjia Army station.
The entire Xuanjia Army was silent at this moment, and even the horses tied to the side, although standing on the ground, had their eyes closed.
"vomit!"
After standing silently for a moment, the black-robed figure suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground.
After a long time, the black-robed figure stood up, shook his wooden staff, and then disappeared from the spot.
If anyone was at the scene at this time, they could see that the more than 10,000 people in the Xuanjia Army, including General Silver Helmet, all had dry skin and died of dehydration.
However, when he was dying, there was no sign of struggle.
Three years later, the Daxuan Iron Army regained this area. When searching for and suppressing the remnants of Beimang, they discovered the ruins of the Xuanjia Army.
But at this time, the Xuanjia Army was completely covered by ice and snow. The thick ice and snow above were swept away, and nearly ten thousand people maintained their postures in life, forming lifelike ice sculptures.
Taizu Daxuan was furious. On this day, he personally entered Beimang, seriously injured the Beimang Witch God, and beheaded the Beimang Witch Immortal and more than ten first-level witches.
From then on, Beimang took advantage of Taizu's terrifying combat power and did not dare to invade the northern territory of Daxuan for nearly a thousand years.
The scene flashed around, and in the blink of an eye, it was already fifteen hundred years later. This place had long been sealed as a forbidden area by Taizu Daxuan, and no one was allowed to approach.
Until the time of Emperor Jiaming, if someone passed by this place, they would often hear the shouts of soldiers and the sounds of drills coming from the valley at night.
...
The scenes in front of him kept flying. After a long time, He Ping'an's face darkened and he withdrew from Yi Dan Pavilion. His uncontrollable anger almost wanted to burst out of his chest.
After a few breaths, He Pingan silently recited the Jingxin Jue, suppressed his anger, and then communicated with the clones of the three crazy Taoists who were traveling around Daxuan.
Two hours later.
Jizhou, Liaodong County.
In a valley covered by ice and snow for many years, a sloppy Taoist holding a wine bottle and drunkenly appeared outside the valley.
"For what?"
Two soldiers stationed outside the Snow Valley saw the Taoist and shouted sharply.
"Three crazy poor people, have you ever heard of them?"
The three crazy Taoists took a sip of wine, looked at the two soldiers, and asked with a smile.
"What three crazy Sanfeng, I think you are really crazy."
"This is the Great Mysterious Forbidden Land, the Valley of Heroes. Get out of here, or I'll kill you with a knife!"
The two soldiers looked at each other and made sure they had not heard of an expert with such a title in Liaodong County. With a "clang" sound, they drew their swords.
After all, the Three Crazy Taoists have not been around for a long time, and there are many legends among high-level monks. But in a place like the Valley of Heroes that has been closed for a long time, it is normal that we have not heard of them.
Judging from the looks of these two people, if the three crazy Taoists don't leave, they will be struck with a knife.
"Haha, since we know it is the Great Mysterious Forbidden Land, why can someone bring out the dead souls inside?"
The three crazy Taoists said crazily, as if they were talking to themselves or questioning the two of them.
When the two heard this, their expressions suddenly changed, they winked at each other, their eyes hardened, and the long sword in their hands suddenly slashed out.
While slashing out, he claps his waist card with one hand and sends a message to the garrison general in the valley.
"Uh-huh!"
The sword was sharp and slashed towards the necks of the three crazy Taoists.
These two soldiers were both ninth-level warriors, and they had some power when they slashed with their swords.
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
When the sword light fell, the two soldiers looked happy, and they seemed to see their long swords slashing on the necks of the three crazy Taoists.
Immediately, blood spurted out, rising more than three feet high, and even fell into his own eyes.
The two felt their bodies light up at the same time, and they jumped up. Through their bright red pupils, they discovered that their long swords, for some reason, cut off the other's head.
Before I could figure it out, I suddenly felt dizzy and felt severe pain. My eyes went dark and I couldn't see anything.
The last thought flashed through my mind, I'm dead...
