Douluo: Jialingguan Awakens the Body of the Martial God

Ning Rongrong, who was reborn as General Cao Ying's Nine Treasures, had his mind completely turned around by Cao Wei, the great devil!

"Oh! You have a good idea, maybe next time!"

"This world is so big that we may not be able to touch it all in our lifetime. This world is also so small that we may be trapped in the palm of our hands forever."

Ning Rongrong, who had green eyes, was very surprised by the strange sentences that her lord occasionally said, as if he had been to many different worlds.

"The army is marching urgently! Our troops are overwhelming the Xiangjia Sect."

"Where are the 60,000 soul masters waiting for the arrival of the heavenly troops of Wei Dynasty!"

Ning Rongrong respectfully bowed to his lord as a corporal before disappearing instantly.

Chen Xin, the seventh-killing general of the Pioneer Army, immediately began to change direction after receiving Ning Rongrong's oral instructions.

I saw that the other party was full of immortal energy, with a pattern of blue clouds and a dagger serving him personally. His white hair was dancing and swaying in the wind, and his feet were stepping on the Seven Killing Sword of Destiny to open the way.

The intelligence leader Oscar looked at Chen Xin's high-spirited figure in the sky with envy.

Behind him are the 100,000-seven-killer vanguard army. These 100,000-person vanguard army are the sharpest kendo soldiers carefully selected by the opponent.

All martial souls are masters of swordsmanship. Although they don't have the sword intention or sword moves, their understanding of the way of the sword can be said to be the best in the entire continent.

The army of seven to one hundred thousand tigers and wolves is the sharpest sword in Cao Wei's hand. The sword will see blood when it is unsheathed.

"My earthly heart thinks that I will not be weaker than anyone in my life. My lord treats me sincerely and confidantly, and I, in my earthly mind, should repay him with death!"

"My seven kills of one hundred thousand men are my first great gift to my lord. This sharp sword will also kill everything that stands in my lord's way."

When Oscar recalled the words of Senior Chen Xin who was high-spirited and loyal to Lord Cao Wei in the meeting hall that night, he was truly envious and moved.

"Whoosh..."

"Oscar, you must strive for your best. Now I am the intelligence chief of Wei Dynasty. My path will not stop. I will reach the top step by step!"

"I, Oscar, want to be the most powerful lieutenant in the Wei Dynasty. I want to hold the power. I want to completely suppress this little bitch Ning Rongrong..."

During this time, intelligence chief Oscar secretly formed the killer organization Chaos God!

There are seven people in total, all of whom are soul master talents he has collected among the people during this period. Although each of them has direct power to the Soul Emperor, the fusion skills of the seven of them can kill Soul Douluo instantly.

"My lord said that my destiny is high, that my destiny lies in the orders of the CRRC, and that I have the power to secretly supervise all officials."

"I, Oscar, shall repay the kindness of my confidant and lord with death!"

"There is nothing to fear from tigers on the mountain road, they are just gods coming to kill gods, and Buddhas standing in their way will kill Buddhas!"

After Cao Wei established the team of Cao Wei in Cao Wei, he did not let the team completely become a thought.

While delegating power, he also gave them the authority to compete. They could compete secretly. On the surface, he, the lord, was acting as the good guy.

The one who plays imperial power is called Yiliu.

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The Elephant Armor Sect is crowded with people all over the mountains and plains. Disciples of the three sects are densely packed. All the people are here for one thing today.

Please surrender!

What they send is destiny, and what they send is absolute power.

Disciples of the three sects, if the clan members want to survive, they must surrender.

The foundations of the three sects built over centuries, millennia, and tens of thousands of years can be destroyed, but the bloodline cannot be lost.

Driven by the general trend of the world, they had to bow to the Great Demon King Cao.

On the roof of the outer gate of the Elephant Armor Sect, Hu Yanzhen, the sect leader, Li Tianyi, the talker of the Fengjian Sect, and Huo Xingtian, the leader of the Fire Leopard Sect, were waiting here quietly.

The clock is ticking.

"Old elephant! Are you really willing to give up?"

"We have 60,000 people gathered here. We..."

Li Tianyi, the leader of Fengjian Sect, looked a little hesitant at this moment.

He was born an indecisive person, but outside he was always regarded as a mediocre person.

The Fire Leopard Sect leader's hand was as fast as a thunder hand, and he struck the former with a dagger at the back of his heart, and his tone was even more arrogant.

"Li Tianyi! I advise you to be more honest today. Today is the moment of life and death for our three sects. I, Huo Xingtian, just want to preserve the bloodline of my Fire Leopard Sect. I hope you will not be ignorant of good and evil..."

With bloody and cruel eyes, he glared at Li Tianyi, the handsome young man who pretended to be an old man, and the strong sense of oppression made the other party dare not act rashly.

Hu Yanzhen didn't care about the fight between the two, because he had already asked his sect disciples to surround the other two sect disciples.

If anyone survives today, everyone will be safe. If someone doesn't want to live, Hu Yanzhen will bite off their flesh one bite at a time.

The horizontal ones are afraid of the stunned ones, and the stunned ones are afraid of their lives.

He was barefoot and not afraid of the two wearing shoes.

The intense fear that the Great Demon King of Cao Wei was invincible was like a gust of wind deeply rooted in the minds of everyone in the entire Douluo Continent.

He Hu Yanzhen is naturally the same. If he can't defeat the Great Demon King Cao, he can't defeat the other two sects?

Cao Wei's 500,000-strong army set out, and when 400,000 light-armored soldiers moved quickly, the earth shook with terror, and everything they passed was like an earth dragon turning over.

On the official road we were driving, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and the people around were frightened to death.

In the past few years, there have been constant natural disasters and countless killings in various countries. The dead are just as common as drinking water in front of them.

"Old man! There's an earthquake. Run, let's run..."

"Oh my God! There's an earthquake. I'm going to die. This bullshit world has no way for people to survive..."

"Grandma's bear! Dad, Mom! My son is going to join the army. Instead of hiding in Tibet and living in this troubled Middle East, why not go to the Spirit City!"

"Sage Cao has issued an imperial decree. As long as we go to Wuhun City and join the army to defend our country, we will get ten acres of fertile land and a house for free."

The elderly couple kept thinking with tears in their eyes.

"Son! Cao Shengren will definitely fight, let's just bear it for a while!"

"Wait until he comes! Our good days will come!"

Zhang Xinyang, the mainstay of the family, could no longer listen to his parents' words. He ran out with the package he had prepared long ago.

He was running wildly all the way, with his parents behind him crying, begging, and calling his name.

In order to catch up with their only son, the old father fell on the field and still kept calling for his son to come back.

"Son! You are the only one who has parents!"

"Son! Come back quickly, come back quickly!"

Zhang Xinyang was cruel and did not look back. He was afraid that if he turned around, he would stay because of the endless pain in his heart.

There is no way for people to survive in this bullshit world anymore. The nobles in power are tyrannizing over their heads. Exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes have oppressed his family. Three brothers died...

Funny!

Bandits keep coming, evil soul masters take over the mountains in large numbers and become kings. Natural disasters keep coming. He, Zhang Xinyang, wants to resist and make everyone who deserves to die in this world go to hell.