Douluo: Emperor of Light

A temporary camp covering a vast area stood on the plain. Although it was only a temporary structure, the various defense and living buildings were extremely complete and well planned.

From a distance, it looks like a dormant war beast, waiting for an opportunity to devour flesh and blood.

This is the Star Luo Empire's famous Lion Legion marching camp.

On the mainland, a well-equipped and well-defended army camp, coupled with a well-trained and well-armed army, is enough to suppress one party and prevent everyone from daring to act rashly.

Even a Douluo has to make some considerations in his mind when facing this situation.

Because the army is always an extremely powerful force, even in a world dominated by soul masters, except for a few at the top, most soul masters cannot confront an army head-on.

Compared to the Tiandou Empire, the Star Luo Empire did not have the three major high-ranking sects that were extremely powerful and powerful in the continent. Compared to the Spirit Hall, the Star Luo Empire did not have a large number of soul master teams and truly top-notch experts.

The reason why Xing Luo was able to fight against the two, and even faintly overwhelm the Tian Dou Empire, was because of its large and well-trained army.

Not to mention the Lion Legion, the northern elite of the Star Luo Empire, a powerful army composed entirely of low-level soul masters, used to confront the Spirit Hall all year round.

Outside the camp, a two-person patrol team was patrolling the area.

Their whole bodies were covered in gray iron armor, with very little exposed, and even their faces could not be seen. They were holding a long, wide and thick steel machete.

When walking, there was an obvious dull sound as each step hit the ground. The soil under his feet even pressed down a layer. It was obvious that the weight of this equipment was very heavy.

Despite this, the two of them seemed to be used to it and did not feel how difficult it was.

To achieve this, in addition to maintaining strenuous exercise and improving daily dietary standards, you also need to have a soul ring to transform your physical fitness.

Only by cultivating them in this way can they become the enemy's nightmare on the battlefield.

When facing a battle, this piece of equipment is enough to defend against most soul master attacks. With the support of soul power, there will be no obvious shortcomings of being unsustainable.

It is no exaggeration to say it is a killing machine.

At this time, all these advantages of the Star Luo Empire army were seen by Qingyang.

To be honest, if there is a head-on confrontation in the form of an army, the soul master team of Wuhun Palace may not be the opponent of these professional armies.

Even though there are many soul masters in Wuhun Palace, soul sects and stronger ones are not like ordinary strong men. They can be seen everywhere in large numbers, not to mention the high cost of training.

"Ali, your military exploits this time should be enough for you to be promoted to squad leader."

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be fine. Although we can't fight this time, it still contributes a lot to the city."

"I hope this happens more often. It's just an armed parade and you can get military merit. This kind of good thing doesn't happen often."

"Haha, maybe there will be an accident later and our trip will be in vain?"

"how could it be possible."

Because they were outside the camp, they could relax a little and not be so serious, so it was not out of the ordinary for the two of them to talk while on patrol.

Even for them, this is a rare kind of relaxation.

Suddenly, the two stopped walking and the sound disappeared.

In front of them, Qingyang quickly passed through the two of them with a seemingly slow pace and headed for the camp gate behind them.

"Stop, this is a military important area, no entry is allowed!"

The two men in heavy armor shouted sternly and loudly, hoping to stop the other party from moving forward, and ran quickly to catch up.

If this person was allowed to approach the camp, both of their patrol officers would be partially responsible.

Fortunately, I chased him back for a while, and although I didn't stop him, I managed to catch up in front of the gate.

The soldiers guarding the gate of the camp drew out their weapons and pointed them at Qingyang, not looking down on him at all because he was a child.

The high towers of the arrow tower, the heights of the wood and stone walls, and some well-hidden places all started to move at this moment, and the bright or dark light of the cold arrows pointed directly at the Qingyang below.

The scouts who were able to hide the surroundings and quietly approached here showed that the other party was extraordinary.

"Please inform the Marquis of Losston, the honorary elder of Wuhun Palace and the master of Douluo Palace, Qingyang, to come for a visit."

Qingyang stopped and looked up at them. His low, plain voice spread with the fluctuation of his soul power, allowing everyone here to hear it clearly.

At the same time, a powerful momentum, with a heart-stopping and terrifying pressure, suddenly descended on these people.

This invisible momentum and pressure, with Qingyang as the center, swept away the surrounding dust and fallen leaves, causing the soldiers who were waiting for the formation to involuntarily bend their legs and sink deeper into the mud.

Since they came uninvited, it was the most direct and effective way to prevent these people from doing anything extraordinary and to show their strong strength.

The sturdy squadron leader above the camp wall stared intently at the tiny figure below. His expression hidden under the mask was completely replaced by anger and horror.

He had no doubt about the other party's words, because the aura that was so powerful that it was almost substantial was the best proof.

"Please wait a moment and don't come any closer."

The squadron leader stood above and responded loudly, and at the same time assigned a guard beside him to quickly go back to report.

As for what he will do in the future, that is not up to him. Now his duty is just to keep an eye on the newcomer to the Spirit Hall.

Because Qingyang's words made it clear his intention, the tense atmosphere eased a little, but the soldiers of the Lion Legion still looked at him warily.

Facing the many swordsmen facing each other, Qingyang's expression did not change at all, and he withdrew the huge pressure he had released. While the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, they waited quietly with him.