God Soldier Atlas

The existence of the masked people organization made the entire Huaxia Pavilion panic.

Their secrecy is too strong, and no one knows whether the people around them are masked people.

This incident has actually seriously affected the normal operation of Huaxia Pavilion.

All the casting divisions in Huaxia Pavilion stopped casting soldiers, which made all the next orders of Huaxia Pavilion in the early stage come to a standstill.

If it's a short period of time, it's okay, Huaxia Pavilion's reputation can still suppress those people.

But if the time is too long, even the Huaxia Pavilion will be greatly affected.

Those people may not dare to trouble the Huaxia Pavilion, but the reputation of the Huaxia Pavilion has been established with great difficulty. If it is broken, it will not be so easy to repair it.

The matter has been settled.

Zhou Shu said calmly.

Since he put on the golden mask, this problem is no longer a problem.

The golden mask can perceive the back door of the Heavenly Soldier, and it can also perceive the existence of other golden masks.

If it was someone else, wearing a golden mask might not have this effect.

But who is Zhou Shu?

Zhou Shu is one of the strongest military builders in the world.

He had already deciphered Diao Dao's backhand in the golden mask.

Through the golden mask, he not only confirmed the existence of the canopy, but also confirmed the existence of other golden masks.

Before that, he had already sent relevant information to Mengbai and other Zhennan Wang Bajian.

With the list, if Mengbai can't do this well, then he won't be the general who is on the battlefield.

So far, the masked people organization is finally no longer a problem.

They will never trouble Huaxia Pavilion again.

The current enemy of Huaxia Pavilion is the remaining three days of the five days, and there is also the marshal of the ancient Tianting canopy who has never appeared!

Especially the latter, that is the real enemy.

As for the behind-the-scenes mastermind of the art of casting soldiers, that enemy is too strong, Huaxia Pavilion is not qualified to be an enemy of him, that is Zhou Shu's own enemy.

But in the short term, the black hand behind the scenes probably won't jump out so early.

It's all right?

Excitement appeared on Shi Songtao's face, That's really great!

Fen Baoyan is done, Pavilion Master, I want to learn a new technique of casting soldiers from you!

Shi Songtao bowed to Zhou Shu and said.

...

The Ten Kingdoms Continent, the coast of the Endless Sea.

There are hundreds of people scattered on the shore.

Brother Song, so you are here too.

A rough man in his thirties and forties cupped his hands at another middle-aged man.

How can such a big thing not come?

The middle-aged man surnamed Song said with a smile, It's just that I didn't expect that the commander of Daliang Bing Ma Si would come to join in the fun.

That 30 to 40 year old rough man is Cao Min, the commander of the Daliang Army Ma Sida, and also a famous Dongtian Realm powerhouse in the Ten Kingdoms.

As for the middle-aged man surnamed Song, he is not a member of the officialdom, but he is also a well-known strong man.

Among the crowd on the coast of the endless sea, there are people of this status everywhere.

It is said that the owner of the Huaxia Pavilion used to divide the treasures at the treasure-distributing rock, and a warrior got a magic weapon, and since then it has soared into the sky. It's a pity that the treasure-distributing rock was destroyed in the war.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song said with emotion, Now that Fen Baoyan is reestablished, as long as someone gets the news, who wouldn't come to take a chance?

It's just so many people—

The middle-aged man surnamed Song had some vigilance in his eyes.

No matter how many people there are, no one dares to make trouble here.

Then Cao Min said with a smile, The division of treasures and rocks is based on chance. Brother Song may not know, the prince forged the Eight Swords of Zhennan King in the Huaxia Pavilion, and the eight swords choose the master. Tiandao Sun Gonggong and the others failed, but in the end a few unremarkable soldiers from the Huaxia Pavilion Army got it.

As an important minister of a country, Cao Min can naturally get some news that people in the world cannot get.

So, as long as there is a chance, anyone can get a magic weapon. Without a chance, even if it is as strong as the King of Humans and the Heavenly Sword, it will still fail? You know, the relationship between the King of Humans and the Heavenly Sword, and the prince is very important. Can't get any closer.

I naturally don't doubt the justice of the prince.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song shook his head and said, It's just that there are too many people, and the opportunities will naturally be less. This prince took away our natal magic soldier, but he hasn't seen compensation for a long time. If you miss this opportunity, you still don't know what to do. Wait until the year of the monkey.

Your Majesty Cao, you are a member of the imperial court, so naturally you don't have to worry about it, but people like me in the world don't have magic weapons in hand, so we can't even sleep comfortably.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song smiled wryly.

Cao Min nodded. He also understood the feelings of the middle-aged man surnamed Song. As a warrior, he would feel very insecure without the divine soldiers of his destiny.

Similar conversations are happening everywhere.

The people who gathered by the sea were looking for acquaintances to get together, while waiting for the arrival of Fen Baoyan, while chatting to soothe their anxious mood.

There was only an ordinary-looking middle-aged man standing there alone. He didn't talk to anyone, and no one greeted him, as if no one noticed his existence.

He quietly looked at the endless sea, listening to everyone's theories, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a bright light came from overseas.

Then, there was the sound of howling wind, and everyone's eyes were darkened, and then they were surprised to find that a towering mountain fell from the sky!

boom--

Everyone ran away one after another, and a moment later, that majestic mountain fell heavily on the shore of the endless sea.

Everyone looked at the flying mountain peak with amazement on their faces.

The mountain peak was ten thousand feet high, and the peak was shrouded in white mist, making it difficult to see the scene in the mountain.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe that someone could move such a mountain.

My lord's strength is truly unfathomable.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song said with emotion.

Isn't this nonsense?

Cao Min and the middle-aged man surnamed Song had a good friendship, and said with a smile, Let's go, let's go into the mountains and try our luck.

While speaking, those warriors who are closer to Fenbaoyan have already gone towards Fenbaoyan.

That precious rock does not prevent everyone from entering.

According to the news from Huaxia Pavilion, anyone who handed over their natal magic weapon will have a chance to enter Huaxia Pavilion.

But here today, no one has verified it. In fact, there are so many people, and there are some people who fish in troubled waters.

Huaxia Pavilion did not send anyone to investigate, except for this precious rock that fell from the sky, no one from Huaxia Pavilion came at all.

It is not difficult to score precious rocks, but those who fish in troubled waters definitely cannot have a chance.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min entered Fenbaoyan leisurely, and they were not in a hurry.

Opportunity is not a matter of speed. Without opportunities, it is useless to run fast.

So they can't say that they are not in a hurry, but at least they are not in a hurry in their actions.

Brother Song, you have traveled all over the world and have seen a lot. Do you have any impression of this mountain?

Cao Min walked up the stairs while looking at the scenery and asked.

Never seen.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song shook his head.

This Fenbao Rock is a real mountain with magnificent peaks and beautiful scenery. I don't know where Zhou Shu moved it from.

This mountain is the Tongtian Peak of Jumangtian.

A voice suddenly rang in the ears of the two of them.

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a middle-aged man walking beside them with his hands behind his back, looking around with great interest, and said.

People can be seen at intervals on the mountain road, and it is not surprising that there are people walking beside them, the middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min.

As for him being able to hear the conversation between the two, it was even more uncommon.

The two were just chatting casually, so naturally they wouldn't use any means of sound transmission.

Brother, have you been to Jumangtian?

Both of them looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise.

As a middle-aged man with the surname of Song and Cao Min, they naturally knew of the existence of Wutian, but they had only heard of the name of Gou Mangtian, so naturally they had never been there.

I went there once by chance. The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min exchanged glances. Those who have been to Jumangtian must not be ordinary people.

They have never heard of this kind of person. What is the origin of this person?

Both of them are old Jianghu, although they had some doubts in their hearts, they didn't say it out, but tried to test each other's identity by beating around the corner.

With a calm smile on his face, the middle-aged man chatted with the two of them.

He said a lot, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't say anything.

Both the middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min knew that they had met an opponent, and the opponent was also an old fritter.

They all had big smiles on their faces, and they seemed to be chatting very well, but what they said was all nonsense.

Brother Song, you are good at knives. Here is a knives that suits you very well.

Walking on the mountain road, suddenly, the middle-aged man spoke.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song was slightly taken aback, and looked in the direction of the middle-aged man's finger.

Speaking of which, his surname was Song, and it was not surprising that the other party knew that he was good at using knives, but the direction he was pointing at was only a solitary stone and nothing else. Where did the knife come from?

Brother, are you kidding me?

A look of displeasure flashed across the face of the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

The means of the Pavilion Master of the Huaxia Pavilion are indeed ingenious, and those who have no fate can't even see it.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, a clear light flashed, and a long knife suddenly appeared on the originally empty stone.

The blade of the long knife penetrated one foot into the stone, and the blade left two feet outside shone with a cold light. It was a good knife at first glance.

this--

The middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min were stunned at the same time, so, is it okay?

surname Song, don't hurry up?

The middle-aged man shouted lightly.

His voice was not loud, but it fell on the ears of the middle-aged man surnamed Song like thunder.

His mind was blank, and his body seemed to be out of control. He stepped forward and reached out to grab the knife.

Om—

The blade clanked, as if to resist the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

At this moment, a light flashed in the pupils of the middle-aged man, and the long knife let out an aggrieved cry, and then the light dimmed.

The hand of the middle-aged man surnamed Song suddenly fell on the handle of the long knife.

Zheng—

With a soft sound, the middle-aged man surnamed Song had already pulled out the long knife.

A saber intent soared into the sky, and the gust of wind spread around the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

Fen Baoyan was re-established, and the first magical weapon appeared!

And the person who got it was the middle-aged man surnamed Song!

Cao Min had a look of envy on his face, and the complex light flashed and disappeared in his eyes.

He sneaked a glance at the seemingly ordinary middle-aged man.

He could clearly see the whole process. Originally, the middle-aged man surnamed Song couldn't even see the knife. It was the middle-aged man who did something, and then the middle-aged man surnamed Song saw the knife!

How could this middle-aged man be able to make someone obtain Fen Baoyan's divine weapon?

Who the hell is he, to be able to do such a thing? !

In Cao Min's heart, he was a little surprised and uncertain for a while.

Cong Gong, Zhou Shu is also the prince of Daliang, if he finds out that someone has done this kind of thing, Cao Min should report it to Zhou Shu.

Selfishly, this person can help the middle-aged man surnamed Song get the magic weapon, and that can also help him get the magic weapon.

Do you rely on your own luck to take chances, or let this person cheat for you?

Cao Min was caught in a dilemma.

He came here for the magic weapon, and now there is a 100% chance to get the magic weapon, should he take it or not?

who are you?

Cao Min gritted his teeth, stared at the middle-aged man, and asked in a deep voice.

Just a passerby.

The man smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, Brother Cao, I give you this sword.

With a flick of his sleeve, a ray of light flashed, and a sword appeared in front of the mountain path.

Cao Min's breathing suddenly became heavy.

The next moment, the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Cao Min was once again caught in a tangle.

...

In the air, Zhou Shu stood in the air, with a dignified expression. He looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared not far in front of him, and said coldly, Is it interesting?

The canopy marshal of the majestic heaven, is it fun to play a few caves?

Zhou Shu stared at the other party without blinking, and his tone was as cold as ice.

tease?

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said, I'm just curious about your Fen Baoyan.

Canopy, a well-known big man in the ancient Tianting, now looks like a slightly rich rich man.

Judging from the appearance, it is impossible to tell that this person is the marshal who commanded the heavenly soldiers and generals in Gu Tianting.

Zhou Shu also did not expect that Marshal Tianpeng would appear in front of him in such a nonchalant manner.

Originally, Marshal Tianpeng would come forward as aggressively as Diao Daocun, but now it seems that he didn't want to make things difficult for him.

It's a good intention for you to set up precious rocks and give them to those who are destined to be gifted with divine weapons, but it's unnecessary.

Marshal Tianpeng looked at Zhou Shu and said.

For some reason, Zhou Shu saw a hint of relief in his eyes.

He's so relieved, this Marshal Canopy is none other than him!

It's unnecessary? It's not unnecessary to send the magic soldiers directly to them?

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, The magical weapons made by this king are not so cheap!

If it weren't for the consideration of the weakness of the human race, they would have paid a greater price if they wanted my king's magic weapon.

This king doesn't need to explain this matter to you. The majestic marshal of the canopy of the heavenly court, if you don't go to the world behind the door with everyone in the heavenly court, and stay in this world, what do you want to do?

Zhou Shu looked at Marshal Tianpeng and said coldly, Whether it's an enemy or a friend, let's draw the line.

Although Zhou Shu is not yet ready to face Marshal Tianpeng, he will not be weak when everyone comes to him.

So what if Marshal Canopy is stronger?

Diao Daocun was also very strong, so he died in the end?

I am not your enemy.

Marshal Tianpeng had a gentle face and said, If I don't go there, there are naturally reasons for not going there. I came because I have something I want to give you.

He looked at Zhou Shu with sincerity in his eyes.

what?

Zhou Shu frowned slightly. He didn't know much about the Marshal Tianpeng. The sudden appearance of the Marshal Tianpeng probably caught his attention when he absorbed his true strength.

If this is the case, he should have come to ask for guilt.

But judging by his appearance, he didn't seem to mind at all.

Marshal Tianpeng is extremely mysterious, behind many things before, there are traces of him, what kind of person he is, and what plans he has, Zhou Shu knows nothing about it.

Everyone in Gu Tianting also kept secrets about him, and now hearing him say that he has something to give to him, Zhou Shu's heart is full of doubts.

This thing is.

Marshal Canopy smiled slightly, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up on his body.

Zhou Shu was startled, and subconsciously stabbed out with a sword.

Ding--

A nine-toothed rake suddenly appeared in the hand of Marshal Peng that day, just blocking Zhou Shu's broken sword.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out, Marshal Canopy blocked Zhou Shu's attack, instead of following the trend to attack, he injected all the spirit energy in his body into the nine-toothed rake.

Crack——

The nine-toothed rake seemed unbearable, with cracks appearing on it.

Zhou Shu felt a somewhat familiar wave, transitioning from Marshal Canopy to the nine-toothed rake.

Then he saw a smile on Marshal Tianpeng's face, and his arm shook violently.

The nine-toothed rake flew towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu's expression was solemn, and the broken sword slashed forward. When the sword light touched the nine-toothed rake, the nine-toothed rake exploded.

Marshal Canopy's natal weapon is shattered!

It's not suicide, it's more like self-mutilation.

The moment the nine-toothed rake shattered, the golden mask on Zhou Shu's face suddenly appeared, and a cloud of starlight, drawn by the golden mask, fell on Zhou Shu before Zhou Shu had time to react.

What I want to give you is my true strength.

Marshal Tianpeng originally looked like a middle-aged man, but now, his hair began to turn gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, wrinkles began to appear on his face, and his whole body began to look a little old.

As if time appeared on him in an instant, he changed from a middle-aged man to a gray-haired old man in an instant.

Zhou Shu even saw that Marshal Canopy's body was turning into fly ash bit by bit starting from his feet.

Without his true strength, his lifespan has come to an end, and he is completely disappearing from this world.

It's a pity that I didn't see her again. It's better not to see her. Instead of leaving her sad, it's better to let her leave this world with peace of mind.

Marshal Canopy muttered to himself, his eyes full of memories.