Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

The flying boat followed behind, as small as a flying insect.

"Through this desert, you will arrive at Dawu Mountain."

"After passing Dawu Mountain, it will be a pass."

"The front end is Changyang Mountain, which is also the first line to stop the ghost army from attacking." Mo has connections with some officials of Dashang, so he said to Cao Zhe as an explanation at this moment.

Of course, he is an 'outsider' after all, so what he knows is relatively superficial.

What I know is actually information that even ordinary people can learn after a little inquiring.

More specific strategic deployment will not be told to him.

Sure enough, after passing through the desert, there are towering and continuous giant snow-capped mountains.

This series of high mountains, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, is already like a moat.

These mountains are connected together to form Dawu Mountain.

However, even such a majestic and majestic Dawu Mountain is not a real "desperate situation".

If it weren't for this, the nobles of the Great Shang Dynasty would not have come to the conclusion that once Changyang Mountain fell, the ghost party would drive straight in.

Such a magnificent and magnificent Dawu Mountain is not enough to defend.

What can really be regarded as a "fatal" level is always the Changyang Mountain that cannot be lost.

Even so, Dawushan is not unqualified and unknown.

Just because this place used to be the residence of the Great Witch Xingtian.

The ability of Changyang Mountain to serve as the most important gatekeeper is also related to Xingtian.

Chapter 5 and Eight

"Xingtian and the Yellow Emperor competed for the gods so far. The emperor cut off his head and buried it on the mountain of Changyang. The breasts are used as eyes, the navel is used as the mouth, and the dry Qi dances."

"Essentially speaking, the entire Changyang Mountain has become a place of 'extreme death' because of Xingtian. Even those high gods must be careful about this, otherwise it may lead to Xingtian's disability. body, kill him."

"To a certain extent, Changyang Mountain temporarily isolated the invasion of the ghost side's high-end combat power, so that the ghost side had no choice but to continue to exchange troops with the big merchants."

"And at this level, the competition is the resilience of both sides, as well as the hoarding and consumption of resources."

"In this respect, although the Great Merchant is rich in China's fertile land, it is no match for Ghost Fang, which has almost conquered half of the world. Of course, Ghost Fang's interior is by no means monolithic. Otherwise, this war of attrition would not last so long. .” Cao Zhe thought to himself.

The flying boat has already flown to the top of Dawu Mountain and is passing through the thick clouds.

After the strong wind and blizzard, the flying boat was heaving on the sea of ​​clouds, but what it faced was an unimaginable scene.

To the east of Dawu Mountain, there is a clear sky, and the only sun star shines on the land in the east.

Faintly looking into the distance is the heavenly palace in the east.

Although it has been broken, there are barely vines on the square pillar, and it seems that some huge figures can still be seen, moving slowly.

Looking west from Dawu Mountain, it is completely a scene of hell.

Dozens of 'Scorching Suns', either half-disabled, dim, or emanating strange light, hang in the mid-air, competing with each other, and occasionally have some fierce collisions.

The shattered star spots, like a rain of meteors and fire, fell to the ground, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.

The giant figures constantly collided and fought among the undulating mountains, and then spilled blood like a river into the surrounding fields.

An army like ants gathered in the valley, and then rushed and fought together without hesitation.

Perhaps in a very short period of time, the fighting army of tens of thousands of people was wiped out.

The wind god who was in charge of cleaning the battlefield, blew the strong wind, blowing the incomplete or complete ghosts to the hinterland of China, while the soldiers scattered on the battlefield were covered by the ground fire magma.

Together with the corpses of the war dead, they turned into mine veins buried underground.

The mine veins are enlightened, wandering underground, and sent to the depths of mountains and rivers.

"Isn't this within Changyang Mountain?"

"How could there be such a big battle?" Inside the flying boat, a wizard from Mount Bujiang, wearing colorful feathers, said in a panicked tone.

The soldier with the bronze spear in his arms smiled and said: "This is not a big battle, it can only be regarded as a small fight."

"The front line deliberately let these enemy troops in, the purpose is to consume the opponent's strength and recover a batch of resources at the same time."

"We have been fighting outside Changyang Mountain like this, and most of the resources cannot be recovered. The more we fight, the poorer we are, and we can't continue to fight."

The soldier's smile seemed a little 'free and easy'.

It seems to be a kind of indifference after getting used to life and death.

He is already a veteran of hundreds of battles!

He died on the battlefield seven times. Because of his excellent military skills, he was not mass-produced into stiff and cold Dao soldiers. Instead, he repeatedly ate the immortal grass in the undead mountain to reshape his body and survived.

Like him, there are still a large number of excellent fighters who have been given the immortal grass and come back to life.

And almost all of them will step on the battlefield for the second, third, and fourth time, until they can no longer be resurrected, or they are completely lost.

In the cabin, they were chatting.

A sudden violent vibration spread from the air, and then spread to the entire flying boat.

There was a loud noise, golden runes fell from the sky, and a large number of golden light spots sprinkled down, and the surrounding time and space were firmly imprisoned.

Even the Immortal Talisman Giant Spear loaded on the flying boat was unable to break the golden light's imprisonment and escape from here.

"Prepare for battle!"

"Don't be afraid of death! It's useless to be afraid of death!" The veterans rushed out first, and then some of the newcomers also followed.

Cao Zhe and Mo mingled in the crowd, similarly taking out their 'weapons'.

At this time, Cao Zhe and Mo didn't have the idea of ​​"getting ahead" in the first place.

Of course, you won't be on the sidelines all the time.

Always look at the situation first, and wait to see if there will be a big fish among the offenders.

Preempting the shot can easily startle the opponent away.

The dragon scale shield erected in front of the flying boat rippled waves of light.

Then under the violent impact and attack, it made a sound as if it was about to break.

The giant Ruozhu and Ruohammer artifacts came through the sky from beyond the sky.

With a barbaric and domineering taste, it slammed on the dragon scale shield fiercely.

With a loud noise, the giant pillar was bounced back, and the dragon scales were also shattered into pieces. Finally, under the activation of the flying boat controller, it turned into hundreds of flying fragments, all of which rushed towards the giant pillar The place flew past.

The long wind and clouds, as well as the hidden gauze mist, were torn apart by the dragon scale fragments.

Wearing colorful feathers and a rhinoceros horn crown, the wizard stood at the bow of the boat, holding the soul-searching flag that was rustling with the wind at the right time.

A whole body of cultivation was poured into it without reservation.

At the same time, he bit his tongue and spewed out a ball of his life's blood on the soul-searching banner.

There was a large misty glow from the soul-searching banner.

Then I saw the soul-searching flag swaying violently, and it was crackling like rain, and a large number of ghost fighters fell from behind the hidden gauze fog.

Their living souls were forcefully pulled out and injected into the soul-searching flag.

On the soul-searching banner, the ghost king's pupil exudes a sinister and strange color, and a bloodthirsty mist spreads out, wrapping around the wizard's arm, sucking the flesh and blood from his arm.

The wizard snorted a few times, but waved the soul-searching flag in his hand again, in a posture that was about to die.

More figures fell from the gauze fog.

These ghost fighters are not real elites either.

On the contrary, they look similar to Mo, instead of the white skin, red or blond hair, green or blue pupils that are unique to the Ghost Fang race in the records.

But Mo didn't move, as if those who were constantly dying were not his kin.

"You have such a hard heart." Cao Zhe said to Mo.

Mo Wenyan said: "Forget the past, abandon the identity, and become the enemy's knife, no matter whether this is their original choice or not, they are no longer my kin."

While the two were talking, a large number of ghosts on the soul-searching banner roared in unison.

The shrill howling sound shook the large number of Ghost Fang fighters out of their wits.

The shattered soul turned into streaks of light and gushed out from the seven orifices, and was sucked in by the soul-searching flag in one fell swoop.

The light of the soul-searching banner continued to flourish.

At the same time, the sorcerer who handles the soul-searching banner also has half of his body, and was involved in the soul-searching banner.

Obviously, under the extreme urging of this thing, it has already suffered a backlash.

However, his sacrifice seems to have no practical significance.

Because more soldiers from the ghost side rushed out, with crazy expressions, chanting incomprehensible slogans, and then even more crazily hitting the flying boat.

At the same time, the giant pillar that was repelled also hit back again.

This time, I saw who was behind the giant pillar.

Chapter 5 Monkey God

The face of the comer with arms in all directions facing everyone was bright red with golden fluff, which looked more like a monkey face.

"It's the god monkey Hanuman!" Mo whispered, with a little fear in his tone.

At the same time as Mo was speaking, another wizard filled the position of the wizard holding the soul-searching banner before, without fear of backlash, he took the crazy and infinitely activated soul-searching banner.

In the wizarding system, the so-called "tool" is also the "god" they enshrine.

Divinity determines the performance of the 'device'.

But to control the gods and drive the gods, you need to pay a price and provide tributes.

Although this kind of 'refining' technique is far less mature than that of immortal cultivators, its power is overwhelmingly stronger than that of immortal cultivators' magic weapons.

Perhaps the 'tool' in the hands of a little unknown wizard is better than the fairy weapon in the hands of a fairy.

The soul-searching banner is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying 'tool', it devoured the original operator.

Now he is gnawing at the flesh and blood of his successor.

Souhun Banner shook it with all his strength.

One after another, sharp and unpleasant ghost howls rose into the sky, and the light of the 'giant pillar' that had hit again dimmed, and its power was weakened by a few points.

At this time, a large number of warriors had already blessed the floating spell, and jumped out of the flying boat with their own spears and halberds in their hands.

Go to the enemy army to fight.

The soldiers who were the first to rush into the enemy army detonated the energy circuits in their bodies without any hesitation after being stabbed several times.

The terrifying physical vitality bomb exploded in the crowd of enemy troops, taking away dozens of lives in one wave.

The monkey god Hanuman roared, and the giant pillar he waved in his hand became more ferocious and wild.

Cao Zhe's eyes fell on Hanuman, and at the same time he used identification.

Monkey God Hanuman, body 49, strength 880, qi 66, skills: soaring clouds and fog, wishful changes, moving mountains and seas, taking solar eclipses and moons, root bones Two thousand 52, comprehension 670 six, remarks: I heard that he and Monkey King are 'relatives', what do you think?

In Cao Zhe's mind, a vague idea hastily emerged.

Then grasp it accurately.

However, to practice this idea, there is still a lack of time.

Among them, Ma is the key, and this monkey god Hanuman... is also the key!

"This Monkey God, we can't let him escape!"

"It's better to catch it first."

"And it's not appropriate for people to know about it. Temporarily cut off a space-time and make a closed arrest." Cao Zhe thought to himself.

This is not easy...even for Cao Zhe.

After all, this place is already on the verge of the main battlefield of Changyang Mountain.