Chaos Emperor System

Lin Yi under the mountain clutched his chubby belly and asked with a smile, "Are all the monks of Tianyuan on this mountain?"

"Yes, General." A man with the appearance of a staff member behind him rode a horse to Lin Yi and said with a smile: "Our people have been staring around here and found nothing unusual."

"Hahaha, okay, got it." Lin Yi smiled heartily and said, "Lin Feng!"

"in."

A young general rolled over and got off his horse, came to Lin Yi, and knelt on one knee.

"My general ordered you to lead my troops to surround this mountain with me. Remember, no one can let it go. I don't want to see fish slipping through the net."

"Telling!"

Lin Feng gave a soft drink, took away a phalanx, and then surrounded the mountains around Tuantuan.

"Lin Hua, Lin Xue, immediately led his troops to launch an offensive. An hour later, this general will sit on the mountain and reward the three armies. Do you understand?"

"The final commander!"

The sound of horseshoes gradually rose, and chaos was in order. The two phalanxes totaling 5,000 monks in the Spirit Emperor Realm rushed to the high mountains aggressively under the leadership of the two younger generations of the Lunar Lin family.

"Hey, father, what about me?"

Behind Lin Yi, a sturdy young general with a small belly looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Go." Lin Yi waved his hand impatiently, and said, "What are you going to join in the fun? How dangerous the war is. Just stay by my side."

"The military merit?"

"Yours, yours, all yours."

"Thank you, father." The young general bowed and thanked him.

"Lin Yue, what did you call me just now?"

Lin Yi's eyes widened, Lin Yue suddenly panicked, and hurriedly changed her words: "No, I thanked General Lin."

"It's pretty much the same." Lin Yi nodded in satisfaction, making Lin Yue retreat.

The people around are very accustomed to this scene. Although Lin Yue didn’t have much abilities, he had cast a good baby and was the eldest son of Lin Yi. Therefore, no matter how outstanding the other children are, no matter how outstanding they are, they are all just for Lin Yue paved the way.

Lin Hua and Lin Xue led the army and stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Hua glanced back, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Father is still so partial, no matter how good we are, we can't compare to Lin Yue."

"Okay." Lin Xuebai gave him a look and said: "Don't say it, we should take down this mountain first, or we can just wait to eat my father's whip."

Lin Hua looked at the 13 empty military tents on the mountain, and said with disdain: "You don't have to go. Waiting for me here is just a thousand monks. It's not an easy task. Dismount the whole army!"

Before Lin Xue could speak, Lin Hua had already rushed to the high mountains with all the spiritual emperor monks wearing the armor of the waning moon.

"General, what should I do?"

Asked a guard next to Lin Xue.

"Wait." Lin Xue gripped the whip tightly, and didn't care much about the thirteen military tents on the mountain.

After all, they are a fifth-grade empire, and they have a natural sense of superiority in the face of empires one grade lower than them.

The mountain was not high, Lin Hua and others arrived at the gate of the camp before long, slammed open the door, rushed in, drew out the sword in their hands, and greeted the battle.

Standing in the center, Lin Hua shouted: "Kill me! Don't keep one!"

The soldiers led their orders to the various camps, but the expected fierce fighting did not occur, because they found that these military tents were empty and there was no one.

"General, my side is empty."

"I am also empty."

"There is no one on our side."

More and more reports came from all directions, Lin Hua's expression was a little gloomy, and he murmured: "Empty? Impossible. Our people have been staring at it. If they retreat silently, they should be aware of it. That's right."

At this moment, a lot of dense arrows appeared in the sky, all of which had flames on their arrows, pressing them towards them overwhelmingly.

"No! There is an ambush!" Lin Hua's expression became more and more ugly, but he organized the defense for the first time, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't panic, stand together, start the spiritual formation."

"Yes!"

Just as the overwhelming arrows were about to fall, a light blue mask lit up from the crowd.

Those arrows all landed on the light blue mask, and then fell to the ground without being able to penetrate the mask.

Lin Hua looked at the light blue spirit stone in his hand, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's ridiculous that these ordinary arrows want to hurt us."

Not only Lin Hua, all the soldiers he brought with him held a spiritual stone in their hands.

Just after Lin Hua breathed a sigh of relief, another round of arrows hit the sky. The difference from the previous one was that there was nothing on the arrows this time, just a light blue cold light.

Lin Hua sneered even more, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't panic, these arrows are fundamental."

Before Lin Hua spoke, a sharp arrow easily penetrated the light blue mask and then straight through the throat of a soldier next to him.

The huge impact of the arrow took the soldier who had lost his breath and thrust it into the dirt not far away.

Immediately afterwards, there were wailing sounds around him.

"Ah! How could this be?"

"What kind of broken spirit stone, it doesn't work at all!"

"How can this arrow be so powerful? I can't even hide my spiritual emperor's cultivation base, ah!"

Lin Hua looked at the light blue spirit stone that slipped from his hand with a dull expression in his eyes.

"Be careful, general!"

A soldier pushed away Lin Hua who was in a daze, and then was penetrated by a sharp arrow, splashing blood.

Lin Hua touched the blood on his face, only then did he react, drew out the long sword on his waist, and roared: "Don't panic, rush out with me!"

Arrows in the sky seem to be endless ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After one round of shooting, many soldiers were shot into hedgehogs in another round.

So when they heard that Lin Hua was about to retreat, everyone rushed towards the gate of the camp.

The troops that were still in good order suddenly became messy.

On the desert.

Ye Hao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some curiosity, and asked, "Are you Wang Jian, General Wang?"

"Yes." Wang Jian held the short sword at his waist and looked at Ye Hao calmly: "Emperor Tianyuan, do you have any last words?"

Ye Hao wondered: "Hey, why are you so sure that I must not be able to beat you?"

"No one." Wang Jian's thick palm lightly slid across the scabbard of the dagger, and said blankly: "It's only strength."

boom!

The spirit of the second-order Lingdi rose to the sky, and a turbulent battle intent burned in Wang Jian's heart.