The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 317: 5 great servants

In the turbid desert, it is hard to tell whether it is black or yellow, one after another twisted like a poisonous python, with piercing whistling sound, slowly across the desolate land, leaving one after another on the sand. Deep, long, ugly marks.

Yin Xuege curled up behind a sand dune, with his fingers inserted into the neck of a three-headed monster snake, one after another blood pills kept coming out of his palm, and he put them into the only thing he had on his body. In a Qiankun ring with a capacity so small that people feel helpless. www@ttzw@

The five young cultivators at the Golden Core Realm lay trembling on the ground, watching in horror several black tornadoes with a height of hundreds of miles whistling past a dozen miles away. The whistling sound from the tornado almost didn't shatter their souls. The ground was violently shaken by these whirlwinds. The weak little monks had to lie on the ground with all their strength so as not to be picked up by the whirlwind. The wind blows away.

Soon, all the blood essence of the three-headed monster snake about 100 meters long was drained, and Yin Xuege also got thirty-six powerful blood pills. With his fingers, he gently tore the colorful snake skin of the three-headed monster snake. The resistance from his fingers made him understand that the snake skin of this monster snake can be compared with ordinary fairy-level snakes without refining. Armor is on par.

In the art of refining, Yin Xuege is only at the level of half a knife. Although he has been with Qingqiu Yan for a long time, and he also possesses the top-level innate divine fire, innate and innate dual instrument, good luck and divine flame, but he is not very proficient in refining Yinxuege.

And now there is no time for him to refine the weapon.

So Yin Xuege simply pulled off the snake skin of the three-headed snake, and randomly cut it into five large pieces. They were messily cut with the Blood Song Sword, and connected directly with snake tendons to form five pieces of 'soft armor' that looked like sacks.

Throwing these random 'soft armor' in front of the five little monks, cut a piece of the most tender snake meat from the strange snake, and slowly tore it into pieces, Yin Blood Song looked at the little monks who were at a loss and smiled.

"Who did you offend? Why were you sent out to die with me?"

Originally called the Black Forest City, the stronghold that has now been renamed the Wolf Fang City is already the most prominent of the military fortresses under the jurisdiction of Zhanshen City, and the front line of the Shenhuang Battlefield. The task of this kind of deadly stronghold is to warn Zhanshen City and the powerful fortresses under its jurisdiction, in other words. Langya City is actually a big scout.

Leave Wolf Fang City. Going deep into the desert where danger is ubiquitous to carry out sentry, this is not a mission of a narrow escape, basically a ten-death mission. Not to mention the little monks in the Golden Core Realm, even the peak gods went deep into the desert. There may be various dangers. Falling is just a blink of an eye.

So in places like Langya City, they acted as scouts for expatriates. Only the unlucky ones who committed serious crimes would be forced to leave the relatively safe city. Yin Xuege already understood that someone was going to target him specifically. But Yin Xuege was very curious about these five little guys at the Golden Core Realm. Based on their strength, they had no right to offend anyone or make mistakes. How could they be sent out?

"We are slave soldiers." A young man with pale complexion raised his head tremblingly, his tone was exceptionally dry. But apart from dryness and fear, there was no other emotion in his voice.

A huge whirlwind almost swept across the sand dune where everyone was hiding. There were tens of millions of tons of heavy sand dunes shaking violently in a radius of several miles. The entire sand dune was almost swept into the sky by this whirlwind. The five golden core cultivators lowered their heads in horror and howled hoarsely.

"Slave soldiers." Yin Xuege nodded knowingly.

Slave soldiers, this is the most miserable type of soldiers on the Shenhuang battlefield. Yin Xuege and Luo Fang are just criminal prisoners, a type of criminal soldiers. But after all, they come from the fairy world, and there is some backstage background behind them. And these slave soldiers, they were born in the Shenhuang battlefield, their status is humble and humble, like maggots in a cesspit, anyone can trample on them at will.

These slave soldiers have a questionable lineage.

Or to put it more bluntly, they are either the descendants of the invading gods who raped the native female monks and even the female fairies, or some powerful immortals who are burning with lust, and after a night of spring breeze, the women in the gods are kidnapped. Be careful of the offspring that come out.

In the fairy world, once these descendants who are mixed with gods are found, they will be executed immediately, and their elders will also be purged. But in the Shenhuang battlefield, according to the words of a certain general in the Shenhuang battlefield, even a pig has his value in the Shenhuang battlefield, so these slaves survived.

The hardest, most tiring and most dangerous work is done by these slave soldiers. They will never have a chance to stand up, they are the bottom of the entire Shenhuang battlefield. They use their humble lives as a lubricant to make the huge war machine on the Shenhuang battlefield run more smoothly; they use their flesh and blood as fertilizer, and when they die, the desert on the Shenhuang battlefield will have more life .

Sometimes, more cruel things will happen to them, and these cruel things, even Yin Xuege is unwilling to think about them, and he is unwilling to say them.

There was a trace of strange aura in his eyes that was not pity, but could not be explained. Yin Xuege looked at the five Jindan cultivators lying on the ground tremblingly, and shook his head slightly: "You guys put on this leather armor. Although it has no special effect, it can at least help you resist swords And wind and sand."

Looking at the five slave soldiers'subordinates' lying on the ground and not daring to move, Yin Xuege's heart twitched slightly. He thought of those blood slaves who curled up in the dark dungeons in the city-state of the Yin clan, quietly waiting for death to come, waiting for their blood to be drained.

After a moment of silence, Singer Yinxue grabbed the five leather armors and brought them back.

The congenital Liangyi God of Good fortune revolved around the five rough-made soft armors. Yin Xuege took out a few pieces of rare ore that Luo Fang gave him, and extracted a few pieces of rare fairy the size of an egg. Lingjin. Melt these faintly shining fairy golds into juice with black and white fortune-telling flames, and draw them into filaments. Yin Xuege carefully used them to brand a few simple defensive circles on the leather armor.

The strength of these slave soldiers is there, even if they are given something too good, they won't be able to use it. So Yin Xuege just inlaid a few self-activated fairy shields on the leather armor, plus a few low-grade earth fairy stones that provide energy consumption. These fairy shields can at least help them resist the full strength of the earth immortals below the third rank. hit.

The rough leather armor, which was originally purely physical defense, has now become a very good magic weapon.

In terms of defense, these five pieces of leather armor can even be rated as 'Earth Immortal Weapons'. However, Yin Xuege's technique was too profane, the level of refining the leather armor was really poor, and the defensive formation above was too low-level. So although it has a defense that can withstand a blow from the Earth Immortal. These five pieces of leather armor can only be regarded as magic weapons.

Throwing the five glowing leather armors in front of the five slave soldiers, Yin Xuege said calmly, "Put them on, and find a place to stay."

The bodies of the five slave soldiers trembled violently. They jumped up without a word. Turn these five pieces into something new. The leather armor, which is obviously different from before, is worn on the body. They could feel the huge power contained in the leather armor, a terrifying power that was a million times bigger than their Golden Core cultivation base, and the majestic power that they could never dream of in their entire life was contained in this crude leather armor.

"Big, my lord." The lips of the young man who spoke just now trembled slightly, wanting to say something.

But with their identities, they have never been qualified to talk to serious immortals, and they have never thought that there will be serious immortals who will refine magic weapons for them. What Yin Xuege did completely exceeded their cognitive limit, so they didn't know what to say.

Pitiful for these slave soldiers, they have been trained like livestock since they were young, and they can't even say a nice word of gratitude.

It's not that they don't want to thank Yin Xuege, it's not that they don't want to express their feelings, but that they don't know how to express it. They are illiterate, and the total number of words and sentences they can say may be less than a hundred, such as "Have you eaten", "Have you died", "Still alive" and so on.

Yin Xuege stood up, took out five blood pills and threw them to them, asking them to hide the blood pills in the hidden compartment on the leather belt.

"Keep it. If you are injured, eat it quickly. It can save your life." Yin Xuege glanced at the endless desert in the distance: "Hurry up and find a place to stay. We will be on the outpost for three years, but I can’t live in this open air for three years, I can’t live this life.”

The five slave soldiers nodded hastily. They carefully stuffed the blood pill into the secret compartment, then tried their best to hold their heads high and stood in front of Yin Xuege in a neat line. There was a slight difference in the way they looked at Yin Xuege. But what is the specific difference, but even they themselves can't describe it.

They only felt that the area near the heart was very hot, and there was a feeling similar to being scalded by a branding iron on the flesh, burning their hearts.

This unprecedented feeling terrifies them, but they are inherently not against this feeling. Instead, they hope that this feeling can be stronger. They didn't know that if it was the veterans of Langya City, if those veterans felt this way, they could go through fire and water for a certain person and die for a certain person.

Turned over the body of the three-headed snake that was killed, cut off a few large pieces of snake meat tens of thousands of kilograms, and then kicked the dead body of the snake dozens of times away. Lidi. Stuffing tens of thousands of catties of white snake meat into the Qiankun Ring and storing it, and looking at the wind around him, Yin Xuege took five weak slave soldiers who could only be cumbersome and walked deeper into the desert past.

Three years of sentinel time!

Yin Xuege greeted Lao Hei Lang, the current chief officer of Langya City countless times in his stomach. This guy actually salivated and said to Yin Xuege that he is Luo Fang's old friend, so he took extra care of Yin Xuege, let him be the captain of the scout team, and let him be in charge of life and death for the five 'elite scouts'.

"Old black wolf? A white-eyed wolf?" While trekking in the desert, Yin Xuege secretly greeted the ancestors of the old black wolf.

Relegating him to a scout like cannon fodder for death, and sending him to death with five little monks in the Jindan realm, these Yin Xuege can bear it. But the old black wolf actually gave Yin Xuege an extremely long sentry time of three years!

In this crisis, the gods may attack in large numbers at any time. What's more, three years of sentry in the infinitely dangerous desert? Unless it is Da Luo Jinxian, who dares to say that he can live in this ghost place for three years?

According to the military regulations of Shenhuang Battlefield, the most common survival limit for this kind of scout team that goes out to scout out in the wild is only three months. The old black wolf is good, it made Yin Xuege's mission time twelve times longer, this is really Luo Fang's old friend, really a good friend.

Although he knew that this was not the original intention of the old black wolf, Yin Xuege also put the old black wolf on his blacklist.

Trekking forward in the desert step by step, at the same time carefully watching over the five slave soldiers from time to time, lest they be swept into the air by the whistling whirlwind. With their cultivation base. Once they are swept away by the wind. When it falls down, it can be used as dumpling filling.

After walking forward for two or three hours, Yin Xuege couldn't help asking: "What are your names?"

The young man who had just started talking to Yin Xuege hurried forward two steps, and said respectfully: "My lord, we are all called bastards. I am Langya city **** ninety-nine. They are one hundred, one hundred Zero one, one hundred two and one hundred three."

Laughed a few times. The young man whispered: "The adults in Langya City say that **** is a very famous surname in the fairy world."

That's what I said, but the expressions of the five Golden Core monks. It all went a little wrong. Obviously, the group of boring veterans in Langya City are fooling these slaves in this way, but even if they are slaves, half of their blood comes from immortals and half from gods. Their natural IQ may be much higher than ordinary humans .

After so many years, how could they still not understand the meaning of those three words?

"This name is not good." Yin Xuege said without turning his head: "My name is Yin Xuege, you...I think you are not very old, and you are all slave soldiers. Go back to Langya City, I will buy you, and you will follow me in the future."

After a slight pause, Yin Xuege said in a deep voice: "The rules in my hometown, servants' surnames, follow the master. From now on, you will be my servants. Remember, you are servants, not slaves. You are my servants, not my slaves. You will all be named Yin from now on, as for your names."

From the natal magic weapon that Yin Xuege gave himself, and the name he gave to Luo Luo's natal flying sword, it can be seen that Yin Xuege really has no talent in naming. He looked up at the sky in a daze for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands and smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, aren't there five of you? There are five elements in heaven and earth, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The five of you will be called Yin Jin and Yin Jin from now on." Wood, Yin water, Yin fire, and Yin soil are also convenient for me to write down."

The dog **** Ninety-Nine and the other five young people were stunned. Their bodies trembled violently for a while, then they knelt down on the ground at the same time, and kowtowed three times to Yin Xuege fiercely, almost desperately. They shouted in unison: "Thank you, master. From now on, we will really have a name. Our surname will be Yin from now on, and our children and grandchildren will all have the same surname as the master from now on."

As if a fragile tree had grown out of the barren land, Yin Jin and the five of them had a strange vitality. Very thin, very faint, but it does exist, and it is extremely flexible and angry. The expressions on their faces became more lively, and their movements became more flexible. Even their eyes, which were dull like dead people, turned like real young people at this moment.

Their changes were as if they had changed from walking corpses to living people suddenly.

What Yin Xuege paid was just a name, a very jerry-built name.

Amidst the footsteps of '唰唰唰', the positions of Yin Jin and the other five suddenly changed. Yin Jin and Yin Huo strode forward and walked in front of Yin Xuege. Yin Mu and Yin Shui protected Yin Xuege's wings from left to right, while Yin Tu, holding a special crossbow, silently protected Yin Xuege's back.

Although their cultivation base is weak, although their strength is low, the ~IndoMTL.com~ they put out is the most commonly used guard formation by the guards of the rich and noble families in the fairy world. Their steps were still a bit rusty, and the distance between them was not well maintained. Obviously, this was the first time they had put on such a formation in a serious manner.

But since they made this move, it means that they no longer regard themselves as lowly slaves who may die at any time, but as real soldiers, soldiers who truly belong to Yin Xuege.

"Well, not bad." Yin Xuege looked at the few young Jindan monks in shock, he nodded slightly and praised: "Very good. When you find a place to stay, I will use the method of your cultivation Tell me about it. Perhaps, I can give you some pointers, some pointers that will make you stronger quickly."

The chaotic and turbid aura of heaven and earth on the Shenhuang battlefield cannot be absorbed and utilized by people, and neither can Yin Jin and the other five.

But Yinxuege got inspiration from their own supreme holy body, they can't directly use this chaotic and turbid vitality of the world, so can Yinxuege help them filter it again, so that these heaven and earth vitality can be used and can be used by them? The aura used?

The Taoist ancestor of the ghost can help Yin Xuege quickly improve his cultivation, so why can't Yin Xuege, who has actually reached the second-rank Daluo realm, help a few small Jindan monks?

It's a pity that my blood demon bloodline was actually purified by the supreme holy body. Yin Xuege sighed helplessly.

Braving the wind and sand all the way forward, after five days and five nights, a low black stone mountain appeared in front of everyone.

On the top of the rocky mountain, a huge lizard with a ferocious body and two pairs of giant fleshy wings on its back looked towards this side with a ferocious expression.