Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Xizhou, Dayu, Zhenhaiwei.

The person in charge of Zhenhaiwei, the Marquis Tang Ziyi, had a heavy expression on his face at this time, and sat upright on top of the large tent.

"Master Junhou, when you break it, you break it!"

A lieutenant officer in iron armor below said in a low voice.

decision?

Tang Ziyi clenched his fists.

According to the news from Zhao Yang, the Zhongzhou army has reached the endless sea.

Among them are the masters of the Battle Soul Hall.

If the War Soul Hall, which is in charge of Dayu's military, does not break with the Yinling Tomb, what awaits them may be wiped out.

The strength and squareness of the Battle Soul Hall, Tang Ziyi knew in his heart, seeing that the Xizhou Battle Soul Hall and the Yinling Tomb were conspiring together, he would definitely clean up the house.

The only way to be cleared is to break with the Yinling Tomb before the masters of the Hall of Battle Souls arrive.

But breaking with the Yinling Tomb at this time, the chance of the War Soul Hall being able to come out with all its strength is not great.

For so many years, the masters of the Yinling Tomb have controlled the upper level of Dayu, and there are very few masters left in the War Soul Hall. The difference in strength is huge.

Maybe, before the Zhongzhou army arrived, the War Soul Hall would have already been wiped out.

Moreover, no matter what the War Soul Hall does, the War Soul Hall and the Yinling Tomb will break up, and Dayu will fall apart immediately.

All of this is a matter of life and death.

Decision, such a big matter, how difficult it is to really make a decision!

"My lord, the lives of the brothers are in your hands. Whether it is life or death, you have to let the brothers understand, right?" A military academy wearing black armor below gritted his teeth.

Tang Ziyi was taken aback, and looked up at him.

"My lord, did the bones on the Lancang River die to defend against the demon clan, or to condense the soul of the Yinling Tomb?"

"Heroic banner, what exactly is it?"

The military academies in black armor stood up and looked at Tang Ziyi through gritted teeth.

Zhao Yang!

Zhao Yang must have told them some secret.

A name flashed in Tang Ziyi's mind.

But at this moment, there was no room for him to hesitate.

If you don't make a decision yourself, the army of millions may collapse in an instant.

"Use all the troops to encircle and kill the worship group of the Yinling Tomb, and I will issue a note to break with the Yinling Tomb!" Tang Ziyi shouted.

"Swear to follow Lord Junhou!"

In the military tent, there was a loud shout, and dozens of Iron Armored Military Academy bowed down to Tang Ziyi.

Tang Ziyi stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Follow me to kill the monster of the Soul Refining Sect!"

Xizhou, Dayu Imperial City.

The imperial city has a radius of hundreds of miles, and millions of armored dragon troops are scattered around the imperial city, with a total of more than 30 large and small camps.

These camps guarded the imperial capital of Dayu, and if there was any trouble, they would gather into an army and give the enemy a thunderous blow.

The armored dragon army is best at long-distance raids, so that the enemy has not reacted, and the entire army has been wiped out.

Yang Wei, who was already a lieutenant of the Dragon Army, had [-] dragon cavalry troops under his command, and he was regarded as the most powerful figure in his battalion after the lieutenant.

Since joining the Iron Armored Dragon Army, Yang Wei has risen in a straight line both in terms of cultivation and combat effectiveness, and he is already the number one expert in the battalion.

At this time, he led a group of dozens of soldiers to the center of the camp, and shouted to the guards: "Lieutenant Yang Wei, I have something important to report to the lieutenant!"

"When did you become so obedient, boy? Shouldn't you kick open the gate of my camp?" In the military tent, a loud laugh, and then said, "Get out!" Yang Wei strode into the big tent and saw , more than a dozen priests wearing black robes sat cross-legged around.

At the top, a big man with a curly beard and a Chinese face, wearing copper-yellow armor, looked at Yang Weilai, laughed and said, "Why, invite me to your place for a drink?"

Surprised expression appeared on Yang Wei's face, then he grinned and said, "I just hunted a black-striped demon tiger, and it has been washed and stripped."

Hearing Yang Wei's words, the big man's eyes lit up, he stood up quickly and said, "Then what are you waiting for!"

"My lord, you must not leave without authorization in the army!" A black-robed priest next to him shouted.

"What are you talking about? Are you going to drink?" Yang Wei asked loudly without waiting for the lieutenant to reply.

A trace of struggle flashed across the faces of those men in black robes, and then they all remained silent.

These days, if the delicious food and wine that Yang Wei brought out were exchanged for spirit stones, it would cost no less than a million.

From time to time, he dragged Lieutenant Ke Yishan around to hunt monsters and called him brothers.

Even these offerings have benefited him a lot.

It was noon at this time, when the sun was at its strongest, practitioners in the Yinling Tomb were generally reluctant to go out.

But when the lieutenant travels, these offerings are accompanied by them.This is the rule in the military.

"Don't worry, the big tent is over there." Yang Wei stretched out his hand and patted the lieutenant's arm, pulled him out of the big tent, and then threw a few exquisite wine jars into the big tent.

The military lieutenant had just stepped out of the tent, and his expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to turn around, Yang Wei pulled him back and said in a low voice, "Brother Ke, brother will not harm you!"

Ke Yishan was shocked, and followed Yang Wei a few steps stiffly.

The two had just walked several tens of feet away when there was a loud shout from behind the big tent, and several figures flew out.

"Bold Yang Wei, it's because he wants to plot rebellion!" A priest in a black robe was about to make a move in mid-air, when he saw the sparkling jade talismans in the hands of dozens of black-armored soldiers outside the big tent.

"boom--"

A dazzling light rose from the jade talisman, which instantly turned into a curtain of light covering the entire tent.

"what--"

The light curtain pressed down, and the priests in black robes all screamed.

Yang Wei curled his lips, looked at the enshrinement that could not escape under the light curtain, and said: "32 anode charms, worth tens of millions, let's see if you die or not."

"Yang Wei, give me an explanation."

Ke Yishan gritted his teeth and whispered.

Yang Wei turned around and looked at Ke Yishan: "Brother Ke, you have lived in the imperial capital for a long time, what do you think of the Yinling Tomb?"

"What do you want to say?" Ke Yishan asked directly without replying.

"The Zhongzhou War Soul Hall has arrived in Xizhou, and the Yinling Tomb is an evil sect. What will our Dayu look like in front of the War Soul Hall?" Yang Wei stared at Ke Yishan and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Yang Wei's words, Ke Yishan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"boom--"

The light curtain over there dissipated, and countless Yin spirits scattered in it, and then "squeaked" under the scorching sun, and finally disappeared.

"boom--"

Before it subsided, there was a loud noise, and the entire sky roared.

"Jin Yangshuo, is your War Soul Hall going to turn against my Yinling Tomb?" A gloomy voice resounded, like a ghost rising from the Nine Nethernesses, making people shudder when they heard it.

"Hmph, the Yinling Tomb colluded with the monster race, poisoned the monks of the human race, mutilated countless monks in my Battle Soul Hall, and imprisoned the souls of the monks of the human race. Everyone of my monks in Xizhou will be punished!" A deep voice responded like a thunderbolt, shaking the sky The clouds flew away.

"boom--"

A piece of darkness raised the curtain that covered most of the emperor's capital, pressing towards the bright yellow light on the other half.

"Without the support of my Soul Refining Sect, your Battle Soul Hall would have been reduced to an unpopular sect in Xizhou. Today, do you want to turn your face and deny people?" The dark curtain covered the emperor with just one push, leaving only Less than [-]% of the spiritual light came out.

"Since you don't know what to do in the Battle Soul Hall, today, this deity will refine your soul, Jin Yangshuo!" Yin Han's voice roared, and the dark sky was filled with dark clouds.

"Huangdu, it's over!" Ke Yishan's feet gave way and he fell to the ground.