"Master Changchun, you are here too!"
He Pingan had not seen Master Changchun for a long time. When he saw that he had come here, he greeted him warmly.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is a joyful thing.
In particular, Master Changchun still has the gift of guidance for me.
"Yes, but after being away from Xuanyang for a few months, who would have thought that so many things would happen."
Master Changchun was also filled with emotion, obviously he did not expect that he had just left the Palace of Eternal Life not long ago.
Emperor Jiaming was beheaded by the Dragon-riding Martial Saint, the Medicine Testing Department was abolished, and He Ping'an became the head of the Medicine Refining Department.
Nothing is ever more permanent than this.
"How are you doing, Zhenmao?"
He Pingan asked with a smile.
"Everything is fine and safe, how about you?"
"Peace, peace, everything will be fine."
He Pingan laughed loudly and welcomed the Changchun master into the marching camp to reminisce about the past.
After a long time, Master Changchun said goodbye to He Ping'an, and left the place in a flash.
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On the second day, Emperor Longqing personally led a million-strong army, departing from Taiping Mansion and marching into southern Xinjiang.
Following them at the same time, there were tens of thousands of capable people and strangers who had already arrived near Taiping Mansion.
These people have the desire to slay demons, but they also know that if they enter the southern border alone, they are afraid of death.
Following Daxuan's army can not only ensure relative safety, but also kill demons, so why not do it.
While the army was stationed, they had already heard from various sources that the Dragon-riding Martial Saint had already rushed to Southern Xinjiang and killed the Taotie Demon God with thunderous means. He also survived the thunder tribulation near Southern Xinjiang and created a thousand-mile thunderstorm. area.
But I heard that when passing through the Thousand Miles of Thunder Field, many officers and soldiers were still amazed when they saw the heart-stopping thunder light coming from far away in the thunder field.
After all, this miraculous scene has surpassed ordinary people's understanding of gods.
At the same time, it also allowed many officers and soldiers to eliminate the fear of war in their hearts. For no reason, they suddenly felt confident in the victory of the war.
With such an astonishingly powerful Dragon Riding Martial Saint, the Daxuan Human Race will surely win this battle.
...
At the same time, in the eastern part of southern Xinjiang.
The Black Wind Army fought all the way and had penetrated nearly ten thousand miles into the eastern part of southern Xinjiang. They fought hundreds of large and small battles along the way and killed an astonishing number of monsters.
The demon clan is good at fighting alone, but not good at fighting in large groups. As long as the Black Wind Army has high-end combat power, the Black Wind Army is not at a disadvantage. Even if the Black Wind Army has a similar number of demon clans, the Black Wind Army can easily defeat them.
With the occasional cooperation of the underground Yin soldiers, the Black Wind Army suffered very few losses.
In particular, there were human slaves under his command to lead the way. The Black Wind Army destroyed the demon clan's fortress cities one after another and attracted many human slaves into the Black Wind Army.
The number of members of the Black Wind Army increased instead of decreasing, reaching as many as 230,000.
Among the demon clan, Qiongqi Demon God also wanted to take action personally because of the Black Wind Army.
But as soon as it leaves Wuxian Ridge, the aura of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint happens to appear in the west of Southern Xinjiang, near Wuxian Ridge.
When it gave up the Black Wind Army and returned to the western part of Southern Xinjiang, it sensed that the Dragon Riding Martial Saint had left Southern Xinjiang.
After doing this again and again, Qiongqi Demon God seemed to have given up on chasing the Black Wind Army.
No longer pay attention to the Black Wind Army's actions in the eastern part of southern Xinjiang.
After all, the western part of southern Xinjiang is the top priority of the Yao Clan and cannot be lost.
In the eastern part of southern Xinjiang, Baizu Mountain.
"cut!"
With a loud roar, Zhang San's arms flashed, his sword slashed down, and the sharp sword light suddenly swept towards the opposite side.
After fighting for days in southern Xinjiang and devouring the blood and flesh of demon clans, his cultivation level increased day by day and reached the peak of the second level.
Opposite, the second-grade centipede demon king saw the light of the sword approaching, and hundreds of sharp claws shone in front of him, blocking the light of the formation.
However, with a crisp sound, Senhan's sword slashed past, directly cutting the claws of the second-grade centipede demon king into severed limbs, and cracking them in half.
The blue blood spurted out in an instant, splattering all over the ground.
Seeing that the Centipede Demon King was dead, the remaining demon clan in Baizu Mountain immediately lost the desire to resist and fled in all directions. However, they were pursued by the Black Wind Army and killed countless of them.
Half an hour later.
Zhang San was leading his troops to clean up the battlefield. A general came with a happy face and rushed to report.
"Report to the commander-in-chief, there are more than 10,000 slaves at the foot of the mountain coming to seek refuge!"
Zhang San asked in surprise: "More than 10,000?"
You know, as the Black Wind Army deepens, many demon tribes in the eastern part of southern Xinjiang get wind of it in advance, or else they devour the human slaves on the mountain early and prepare to prepare.
How about taking the demon soldiers and humans under his command and retreating into several large demon cities in the eastern part of southern Xinjiang.
Except for the human slaves who were recruited at the beginning, the Black Wind Army later had fewer and fewer opportunities to obtain human slaves.
These more than 10,000 human slaves are not a small number for the Black Wind Army.
"According to their leader, after being rescued by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, they recruited human slaves nearby and secretly rescued many human slaves who were about to be slaughtered by the demon clan. They have now expanded to this scale. .”
His subordinates quickly reported the incident.
"Saved by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint?"
Hearing this, Zhang San quickly ordered: "Lead the way, I want to see them!"
"yes!"
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Baizu Mountain Demon King Palace.
Zhang Sanduan sat on it, followed by five young men in ragged clothes.
Even though these people are dressed like beggars, their cultivation level is really not low.
Two of them have reached the third level of cultivation, one is a martial artist, one is a Taoist, and three of them have reached the fourth level.
"Greetings to General Zhang. We are slaves from Southern Xinjiang. We have come here today to join the Black Wind Army."
The first two monks bowed their hands and saluted.
"You said you were saved by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint?"
Zhang San asked doubtfully.
Although He Ping'an rescued human slaves under his command, under He Ping'an's strict order, no other human slaves were informed to Zhang San.
Hearing his question, the leader of the Taoist monks said with a trace of memories: "Report to General Zhang, we were Gu Immortal slaves, and were rescued by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint during the cannibal feast... ..”
"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"
From the Taoist monk's narration, Zhang San and others learned that after the Dragon-riding Martial Saint killed the Taotie Demon God and the Centipede Demon Immortal, he taught them how to practice and then quietly released these human slaves all over the eastern part of southern Xinjiang.
These human slaves are like sparks of fire, specifically looking for monster villages and cities with low cultivation levels, sneaking into them quietly, and inciting the human slaves to revolt.
Especially as some of the human slaves digested the mana in the flesh and blood of the Gluttonous Demon God and broke through to the upper third level, even in the cottage city where the demon king was stationed, these human slave rebels also dared to test it.
Especially with the growth of the rebel army, the human slaves in the entire eastern part of southern Xinjiang seemed to be driven by these rebel armies.
Not daring to resist openly, he put poisonous weeds in the monsters' food, killed the monster cubs when the adult monsters went out, and then ran away.
In short, for a while, the entire eastern part of southern Xinjiang was like a prairie fire, and the demon clan already felt that the demons were in danger.
Even some human rebels who were originally hiding in southern Xinjiang got in touch with the rebels. The two sides cooperated and even pulled out several monster cities and mountain strongholds.
Some of the empty cities and cottages that Zhang San encountered on the road had really left the eastern part of southern Xinjiang, and some of them had actually been uprooted by the human uprising army.
"The Dragon-riding Martial Saint is really far-sighted!"
Hearing this, Zhang San touched his palms in admiration.
Although he has never met this Dragon-riding Martial Saint, it does not affect his admiration for this Dragon-riding Martial Saint.
High-level human monks rarely care about the lives and lives of ordinary humans.
But this dragon-riding martial saint has already laid a secret hand in southern Xinjiang and saved countless human races, which is really admirable.
"Yes, I don't know if there will be another day to see the Martial Saint again after we said goodbye that day."
These five human slaves had longing expressions on their faces. Although they had only been with the Dragon Riding Martial Saint for less than a day, their strength had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
"By the way, Mr. Zhang, we are here this time. On the one hand, we are defecting. On the other hand, we have a big deal. I don't know if you are interested."
The leading warrior said mysteriously.
"explain."
Zhang San opened his mouth and gave instructions.
"There are three large cities in the eastern part of Southern Xinjiang. The second largest city is a large city called Heishui City."
"There is a Black Water Black Snake who is half-step above the realm and is stationed in the city, as well as 300,000 demon soldiers. The rebel army has thought of many methods, but they are not strong enough, so they want to cooperate with the Black Wind Army to capture this big city. "
The third-grade martial artist said.
Zhang San understood in his heart that the rebel army said they were defecting to cooperate, but in fact they still wanted to see the strength of the Black Wind Army. If they could capture the Blackwater City where the Blackwater Black Snake was stationed, then the rebel army would naturally submit to him.
If they can't even take Blackwater City, then the rebels will naturally look for another master.
"Where is Blackwater City?"
Zhang San turned his eyes and looked at the military advisor Zhang Laoqi beside him.
"Report to the commander-in-chief, if we follow our marching speed and direction, we will hit Blackwater City in five days."
Zhang Laoqi glanced at a rough map provided by his slave and quickly reported it.
"Five more days?"
Zhang San secretly calculated in his heart that if he went by the paper strength of the high-level monks of the Black Wind Army, he would naturally be unable to compete with the Black Water Black Snake.
But with Luo Xianzun at his side, he is not afraid of the Black Water Black Snake at all.
"In that case, it is decided that we will attack Blackwater City in five days!"
Zhang San's eyes flashed with light, his tone was firm, and he made up his mind in an instant.
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