Omnipresent God of War Chapter 551: Jusha’s first chapter

The royal city of the royal capital.

"Wang Xuan is the real strength Daozi?" Emperor Dingyuan sent a copy of the emergency report.

Hehe smiled.

Need to inform about this matter?

He tossed the memorial aside.

"Count all the memorials that expose Wang Xuan. These people should be Buddhist chess pieces. Look back and look for opportunities to deal with them."

"Yes." The waiter on the side responded in a low voice.

Everyone has a secret in their hearts. As for whether Wang Xuan is Wang Xuan, this question is important?

As long as you can use it for yourself, what else does it matter?

As for the real power?

What else is worth noting about Zhenjin now?

After Yuan Duzi disappeared, the entire Zhenjin Daoist was scattered. And the rest of them... are negligible.

Emperor Dingyuan converged his mind. Nowadays, the key lies in Buddhism...

The Buddhism is so powerful that even if he is afraid of the royal cards he holds, he doesn't dare to force each other too much, but the constant cannibalization and division is enough to completely suppress the entire royal family.

Although he has drawn all the power that can be drawn, he is still a bit worse than Buddhism.

So, if Yuanxi really has a huge number of purple snow stone veins, then this point may become the key point of the power change in the future.

As the military formation becomes stronger and stronger, the role of the master gradually weakens. Only by cooperating with the military formation can they exert great combat power.

The future development trend is that a few masters no longer have deterrent power.

On this basis, the more purple snow stones, the stronger the military formation and the smaller the role of the master, the greater the benefits to the imperial power.

Because the difficulty of cultivating a grandmaster and forming an army formation comparable to a grandmaster is completely two levels.

Furthermore, as long as the army has sufficient resources, it can regroup at any time. But the Grand Master cannot.

"By the way, what did Wang Xuan do in the past few days?" Emperor Dingyuan suddenly thought of it and asked casually.

The attendant was on the sidelines, respectfully reporting the information passed on by Yueyuki one by one.

Killing, killing, plus private use of public property. Also made no secret of it.

"This kid." Emperor Dingyuan instantly understood Wei He's thoughts. This meant that he was giving him a handle. As long as he was not satisfied, he could find an excuse to change the position of the main general of the sand at any time.

So, this is a sensible person.

Wang Xuan is young, but his mind is not bad.

"The things I took away privately were ordinary materials. If I like it so much, then give me as much as I want!" Emperor Ding Yuan picked up the ink pen and began to write a new edict on a blank edict.

There is nothing else in Da Yue, but there are a lot of materials such as food.

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Woo~~~

The long horn sounded slowly from the army.

Among the oil-green mountains, a winding lane, like a gray ribbon, extends to the invisible end of the mountain.

On the driveway, a team with a huge army flag erected in the word King was rushing forward along the driveway quickly.

On the black military flag, in dark red fonts, a king is written in a big way.

The vanguard will be Chen Xin, one of the three leaders of the sand gathering, the master of the divine power realm, who has officially surrendered at this time.

Of course, if you surrender on the surface, no one knows what you think on the inside.

However, what Wei He wants is only superficial obedience.

The other two people, Wang Zitao and Zhang Qixiu, were guarding Wei He. Zhang Qixiu originally wanted to struggle, but Wei He's successive killing movements frightened him.

People always find some excuses for murder and power.

However, if Wei He murdered, he had no reason to make a reason. It all depends on whether he wants to.

At this time, the guard was beside Wei He, Zhang Qixiu was very nervous, and he was always paying attention to Wei He's every move, for fear of understanding something wrong, and then being beaten to death on the spot.

For Wei He's moodiness, he can be regarded as insight in the past two days.

Even the people in his nine major military departments don't talk about feelings at all, and kill them if they say they want to kill them. What else can others say.

The two thousand gathered sand army in front, the heavy vehicles followed at the back, and the last thousand gathered at the back of the sand army.

The whole formation is quite satisfactory.

The army advances slowly, but this speed is very slow for warriors, but extremely fast for ordinary people.

In just half an hour, we reached the border of Haizhou.

Between the two cliffs, there is a wide abyss, which is connected by a wide chain suspension bridge in the middle.

It's just that when the army drove here, the spies in front of them were suddenly intercepted.

A group of men and women dressed in filial obedience and black gauze tied their arms lined up at one end of the suspension bridge, completely blocking the path of the army.

On the open space on both sides, there are white wreaths, flower baskets, and portraits of the deceased placed on the wooden table, which will be arranged into a mourning hall at once.

The mountain wind blows by, these people with grief and anger, staring hatred at the approaching army gathering sand.

Especially staring at Wei He who is riding a war horse in the army.

One of the tall and thin old men with goatee and beard, big sleeves fluttering and red eye circles, stepped forward.

"God! Open your eyes!" He raised his head and roared, his voice shook with the blessing of martial arts cultivation, so that the surrounding mountains reverberated with echoes.

"My son Xu Shenghan, he just glanced at the leader a little more when he was in the army, and was beheaded to show the public! How unfair! How ridiculous!"

"I have never heard of anyone in history who would be killed because they stared at their own leader! How wronged!!"

The old man fell to the ground, tears running and crying in a mess.

He opened this head once.

The other elders also stepped forward one by one, tearful, and angrily accused Wei He of brutality and absurdity.

In the Jusha Army, because Wei He deliberately found faults, there were more than 20 sergeants who were dealt with. This is just a number on the surface, in fact, he handled more secretly.

The relatives of these people gathered together, and under the organization of caring people, it became the scene before us.

"Waiting for you, but you are the elite of the Great Moon! It is the strongest bugle of the entire Great Moon True Blood Martial Art. Is such a strong army ruling the army with brutality and injustice?"

"Anyone who rules the army with violence in the world will never end well!"

"Let this unfaithful and unrighteous person get retribution! The sky opens his eyes!"

The sounds of the relatives of these killed sergeants gathered in a ball, shaking the surrounding valley.

For a time, the echo of the wind raged, and the whole cliff was noisy, and I couldn't hear anything noisy.

Wei He rode on the horse blankly, watching the farce on the opposite side.

There are dozens of people, mixed with some people who don't know where they are together, crying loudly.

The mourners in the forefront, the spit stars are almost flying to the vanguard's visor.

Some sergeants with weapons in their hands stepped back unconsciously. Whether they were deliberately or forced, the military formation gradually became a little deformed.

Wei He slowly raised his hand.

"Arrow on the bow."

The military order is like a mountain, and the archers who were behind in the army hesitated for a moment, and they still raised their huge bows one after another.

A two-meter-long horned giant bow was quickly wound up with an arrow.

The sound of the bowstring tightening is uniform and sharp.

"I wait for it today because I have a mortal heart. If I can't find justice for my son, I will use my blood to call..." The voice of the mourner continued.

Shit.

Wei He waved his hand down, as if cutting down with a knife.

Huh! !

The dense rain of arrows leaped into the air like a black rain line, bringing out a perfect parabola, and falling heavily on a group of people in mourning clothes below.

Because of the great power of the Great Moon Warrior, each of these arrows weighs several kilograms.

The bowstring bow body is made of exotic animal materials, which can also bear thousands of catties of huge force.

A group of relatives in mourning who were yelling in front of the bridge were suddenly dropped by a rain of arrows and nailed to the ground.

Gathering the powerful martial arts cultivation skills of the Sand Army, none of the arrows they fired destroyed the structure of the suspension bridge.

All are extremely accurate.

The scolding stopped abruptly.

The air was quiet for a moment.

The dark horse under Wei He's seat greedily snapped his nose, exposing his mouth full of fangs, and his blood-red eyes seemed to be aroused by the flesh and blood on the ground, and he wanted to feast on.

But being pressed by Wei He with one hand, he couldn't move.

No one seemed to have expected the group of mourning suits blocking the road in front of them. Wei Hehui ordered them to act on unarmed people like them.

Even if some of them were also military officials, all of them were relatives of the slain sergeant at this time.

When I came here this time, I also followed the instructions of the people behind me. I wanted to get some extra benefits after completing the task.

Yes....

"Clear the field." Zhang Qixiu's voice beside Wei He trembled.

Hundreds of people in front of me, most of them are unarmed people...this kind of formation, this kind of murderousness...

Let him have a new understanding of the new chief.

This is simply a top genius who is ruthless and will not be hindered to change his purpose.

Also, from the previous imperial military performances and brazenly assaulting the grandmaster, we can see that this person's murderousness and courage are simply appalling.

Soon a group of people came forward to clean up the corpses on the ground, and the army continued to move forward.

From beginning to end, Wei He didn't even take a look at the corpse that was moved on the ground.

The horse's hoof trampled in a pool of blood and passed by.

The army marched all the way, crossing the cliffs, and the surrounding terrain gradually became flat, gradually entering a wider area of ​​Haizhou.

However, the Gathering Sand Army did not go to any city, but followed another direction, heading toward the desolate direction.

About three quarters of an hour later.

The three thousand men and horses gathered in the sand gradually stopped and stood on a broad and boundless green grassland.

The verdant grassland is endless, and the birds rise and fall, but there is no weird sound of insects.

Wei He raised his hand.

Wang Zitao, Chen Xin, and Zhang Qixiu, the three of them raised their hands high at the same time.

"Really!"

The prince Tao shouted loudly, restraining distracting thoughts.

Suddenly, all the sub-unit army formations implanted in the body of the Sand Gathering Army~IndoMTL.com~ began to light up pale white light.

The real beast star nucleus worn by everyone slowly began to release invisible fine particles.

These particles combine with the surrounding true energy, turning into wisps of gray and white smoke, and evaporating.

All the Sand Gathering Army bathed in this kind of smoke, who did not enter the real blood, were also driven, their perception extended, their eyes bright, and they gradually saw the real world scene ahead at this time.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

Around everyone, the original emerald grassland disappeared. Instead, it was a desolate plain that looked like a desert.

Under the ground, there are countless fine white sands.

Not far in front is a huge blood-red area like a wall.

From the location of the Jusha Army, one hundred meters further forward, it is as if you have entered another **** world.