I have a role in the heavens

Others also exchanged some things and spent all their good deeds, basically going all out to ensure that they could survive the death mission.

Everyone discussed the mission for a while. When the time limit came, the light dropped, and everyone disappeared into the Samsara Square. In their ears was the indifferent voice of the Lord of Six Paths of Samsara.

"This is a death mission. To seal secret treasures and other items, you can only use your own martial arts and weapons. You can only prepare one piece each of Taoist robes and other protective equipment and healing elixirs."

"The leader of the Red Army, Du Huaishang, the world-famous king, became the co-leader of the Eighteenth Route Rebel Army. The peak of troops swept across the southeast and pointed directly at the royal family. The imperial court mobilized strong men to attack and set up troops, and the two sides faced off against the Nu River."

"Main mission, join the rebel army, help Du Huaishang defeat the main force of the imperial court, cross the river to visit the capital, successfully reward 4,500 good deeds, open more permissions, fail and obliterate!"

"Side mission, camp confrontation, kill the reincarnation of the imperial camp. For every first-class master killed, the reincarnation of this camp will be rewarded with one thousand good deeds. Otherwise, the corresponding good deeds will be deducted. For every top master killed, all members will be rewarded with three thousand good deeds. Otherwise, all members will be rewarded with three thousand good deeds. Likewise, for every time a grandmaster is killed, all members will be rewarded with six thousand good deeds. Otherwise, six thousand will be deducted, and for the winning camp, each member of the winning camp will be rewarded with a reincarnation talisman. In the end, those who do not have enough good deeds will be wiped out!"

The river is wide and you can't see the other side at a glance. The water waves are dark and yellow in color and roaring like an angry dragon king.

When Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and others came back to the world of gods and demons, the first thing they saw was the Nu River. The ancient gods and demons came to the world, and the final showdown was here. The land was split into rivers for thousands of years, and the aura of gods and demons remained in it. , gradually merged with the river and the terrain, soaring straight into the sky. Birds cannot fly, and it is difficult to jump in the exterior scenery. They can only rely on boats made of special wood to cross. Even a master can only tread water for a hundred feet on the river. Once he falls into the water, he has to float again. Get up, there are many difficulties.

Although it is said that one can hold one's breath for a long time, sink directly to the bottom, and cross the river by stepping on the silt and strange rocks at the bottom, but under the aura of gods and demons, there are countless powerful and strange monsters hidden in the depths of the river. The seals of the masters and strongmen have blessed the Nu River, making it impossible for them to enter the upper layer of the water. Occasionally, fish will slip through the net. Unless they are very confident in their own strength, no one will choose to cross the river at the bottom.

The terrifying, vast, majestic, and breathtaking breath turned into a cool breeze and blew. Jiang Zhiwei and others shuddered slightly. They recalled Liu Dao's introduction to the situation of the Nu River. They stared around and spread out, looking for the 18th Route Rebels. Barracks.

"There is a spirit of military strength, gold and iron over there."

Qi Zhengyan looked into the distance. He saw a white tiger standing tall and roaring, with his right hand pointing to the left. When it came to the death mission, he didn't want to hide anything anymore and went all out.

Jiang Zhiwei and others all looked surprised. They had never heard that Qi Zhengyan had such ability before. Meng Qi knew that Qi Zhengyan had obtained the inheritance of the Demon Lord, so he smoothed things over and pretended not to notice the change in everyone's mood, and quickly reminded him.

"Everyone, be careful. We may not be on Du Huaishang's side. We may be thrown to the other side."

Since it is a death mission, anything can happen. Everyone put away their surprise, hid their figures, and cautiously moved forward in the left-hand direction. After a while, a high camp platform appeared on the riverside, with flags fluttering and a hidden screen of forbidden laws, connecting the eighteen camps into a long dragon.

Flags with the words "Du", "Hongyi", "Zhu", "Pinghai", "Miao", "Jiushan" and other words came into view.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The start was not too bad. At least they were not thrown to the other side by the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation. They had to go through all kinds of hardships to cross the river back, or lurk behind enemy lines to cause damage.

"The camp is carefully laid out to gather the murderous and evil spirits of all living beings. There are experts in the formation path in the rebel army!"

Zhao Hengnai was born in the royal family. He had been educated in the art of war since he was a child. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also knew a bit about the formations. After observing it, he sighed to the others.

Meng Qi looked at the riverside and found that there were only about a hundred ships. He felt a little thump in his heart. The battle situation seemed unfavorable. Seeing that the camp was tightly packed and it was difficult to sneak in for a while, they all changed their appearance and dress up as they had when they arrived last time, and swaggered towards the sign that read "Red Clothes" " and "Du" in front of the camp.

"We are strangers from this world, and we have a relationship with King Du Tian. We heard that he rebelled against the enemy and attacked the evil forces, so we came here to help."

Meng Qi raised his hands and said to the soldiers guarding the camp gate. He looked like a master from this world, and his posture was very precise, making people believe him.

One of the soldiers, who looked like the leader, came out, looked at Meng Qi and others up and down, and then spoke.

"Several senior men, please wait a moment. I'll go and report this soon."

The leader's attitude was not enthusiastic, but rather cold. Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and others looked at each other and felt that something was wrong. The rebels seemed to be at a disadvantage, so why did they treat the strangers who came to surrender like this? Could it be that a spy had sneaked in before and caused damage in the name of defecting?

Fortunately, everyone showed great kindness to the Red Army in the last mission, so there should be no misunderstanding. Jiang Zhiwei and others confidently stood in front of the camp and waited patiently.

After a while, a middle-aged man dressed as a general came out. He was smiling and as enthusiastic as the weather in June. He apologized repeatedly and was very polite.

"I'm so negligent, so please forgive me, some experts."

"It doesn't matter, there must be strict rules for marching and fighting."

Meng Qi is good at sociability, so he usually plays the role of the team's spokesperson, returning the greetings with fists clasped and speaking very understandingly.

The general glanced at the outstandingly handsome people, smiled even brighter, turned around and led the way, exchanging greetings from time to time and asking about the origins of Meng Qi and others.

"We were born near Daning, and we have an old relationship with King Du Tian."

Meng Qiyan answered the other party's questions concisely and comprehensively, with a bit of suspicion on his face, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with the other party's attitude.

"No wonder no wonder."

This general had a smile on his face, seemed approachable and easy to get along with, and introduced himself to everyone.

"Xu Wei, who holds a humble position, joined the rebel army because he felt that the imperial court had fallen into disgrace and the world was in chaos."

Xu Wei mentioned the rebel army but not the red army? Just when Meng Qi and others felt strange, they arrived in front of a tent. Xu Wei opened the curtain and entered without warning.

The interior of the tent was simply decorated, with only a desk on which were placed documents, pens, ink and other items. Behind the desk stood a burly man, eight feet tall, with a smooth green scalp and no hair, sharp eyes as if they were real, and eyebrows. A dark green vertical eye, the aura is majestic and heavy, making it difficult for the sea of ​​vitality between heaven and earth to shake.

"This is King Ping Hai."

Xu Wei bowed in salute, with a flattering look on his face, and introduced Meng Qi and others.

"King Pinghai? Isn't he Du Huaishang, the king of the world?"

Jiang Zhiwei quietly grasped the hilt of the sword with her right hand. Ruan Yushu's hands changed slightly, and the Seven Immortals Qin leaned on his left arm, freeing his right hand to play the piano at any time. The King Pinghai in front of him was definitely at the level of a master!

Meng Qi put the sword on his back, his heart was alert, his expression remained unchanged, he pretended to be stupid and asked in a very confused manner.

"Ping Haiwang of the Red Army?"

"No, no."

Xu Wei quickly denied it. He didn't want Meng Qi and others to misunderstand. Just when he was about to explain, he was stopped by the burly man behind the case. King Pinghai laughed, hearty and heroic, but he was a man, and explained to everyone very kindly. .

"It seems that some of you have been away from the mortal world for a long time. Zhu is the leader of the navy. Everyone gives him the name Ping Hai Wang."

Zhen Haijun was also one of the Eighteenth Route Rebels, so Meng Qi also heard about it, so he bowed his hands and said politely.

"It turns out to be King Pinghai, but this seems to be the camp of the Red Army?"

Meng Qi is good at pretending to be dumbfounded, his acting is natural, and his confusion is deliberately expressed on his face.

The burly man sighed, looking worried, and said softly.

"Zhu is on duty here today."

The Red Army needs the leader of another rebel army to guard it? Is it too strong, or is it at a disadvantage?

Meng Qi felt a little worried and had mixed thoughts. He also understood that the death mission was so careless, so he asked again.

"Did something happen to the Red Army?"

King Ping Hai sighed again, with a somewhat heavy look on his face, but there was a hint of depth in his eyes that was unknown to outsiders.

"Yes, a few days ago, in the battle on the river, King Du Tian was attacked by the 'Martial Emperor' and was seriously injured and dying. If it weren't for Master Nianshi desperately trying to save him and the divine soldiers automatically protecting him, he would have fallen. Alas, he has been in coma for many days now and has not improved. Everyone in the rebel army was in danger, Miao Hu from the Jiushan Army, Feng Jingtang from the Overthrow Army, and Liu Shunshui from the Boy Army all had other ideas, so Zhu had no choice but to help guard them to prevent mischief."

When Meng Qi heard about the magic weapon, his eyelids jumped. He glanced at Jiang Zhiwei and swept the sword from his waist. He was secretly shocked. The difficulty of this mission was really terrifying!

"We are good at medicinal stones and can cure King Du Tian."

Meng Qi deliberately pretended not to understand the hidden meaning of King Pinghai's words. He looked warm-hearted, as if he had no scheming, and was very easy to fool.

King Pinghai shook his head with a heavy face and rejected Meng Qi's proposal. He seemed to be worried that Meng Qi and others would misunderstand, and slowly explained.

"Just the healing elixir is enough. Why delay it until now and make people panic? Moreover, yesterday there was a spy who tried to assassinate him and almost succeeded, which made King Du Tian even more seriously injured. Now Master Nianshi has blocked the Chinese army camp and will not let him. Anyone entering."

King Pinghai showed a look of concern for the country and the people, a look of loyalty and courage on his face, and he sighed.

"If King Du Tian is unlucky and the rebels no longer have anyone who can convince the people, they may go their separate ways to let the court breathe. Zhu is not strong enough to stop them. He just wants to preserve his life for the people of the world. Please ask a few Please help me sir."

King Ping Hai bluntly expressed his intention to recruit, revealed his ambition, and made it clear that he wanted to be independent.

Meng Qi and others did not hide their aura. Depending on their level, it can be judged that the rebel army, which has few masters, is definitely a force worthy of attention.

King Pinghai went directly to the Red Army's territory to recruit people. He was probably more ulterior than Miao Hu and Liu Shunshui. Meng Qi still doesn't understand the situation of the entire rebel army and the opposing imperial army, so it's not easy to turn against them directly, make the matter bigger, and bring out the current person in charge of the Red Army.

So, Meng Qixu and Wei Snake said with a sad face.

"We have an old relationship with King Du Tian, ​​and we came here to seek refuge with him. If he dies unfortunately, we can only help those who care about the people of the world."

King Pinghai seemed to be very satisfied with Meng Qi's statement. He nodded slightly, first comforted Meng Qi and others, and then gave instructions.

"Zhu will not disappoint these gentlemen, Xu Wei."

"The humble position is here."

The famous general stood up, bent over, very flattering, not a man's character at all, just a weakling.

"Introduce a few gentlemen to stay in an unmanned tent temporarily and wait for news from King Du Tian."

King Pinghai's face was heavy, as if he was worried about Du Huaishang, the king of the world, and he said warmly.

"Zhu will go to the Chinese Army Camp to talk to you and see if he can talk through Master Nushi and let you meet King Du Tian. Hey, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

As for whether King Pinghai would really go, Meng Qi could guess it with his toes. He followed Xu Wei to the back of the camp and entered an empty tent.

Xu Wei smiled, and with awe and flattery towards King Pinghai, he approached everyone.

"King Pinghai is courageous at a young age. He fell into the grass at the age of ten. He has a strong bloodline and extraordinary talent. After many battles, he founded the Zhenhai Navy and controls the southeastern coast. He is currently a second-level strong man, one of the best in the world, and one of the best in the rebel army. , if King Du Tian had not recognized his master with a magic weapon, and had been assisted by Zhenshi Zhenren, with his fifth-grade strength, the leader of the rebel army would have been King Pinghai. If we follow him now, we will have a bright future!"

Xu Wei first praised King Pinghai, and then asked in a roundabout way about Meng Qi and others. However, Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and others were so experienced that they talked a lot without any substance.

When Xu Wei left, Jiang Zhiwei's sword heart moved slightly, as if he was sensing something, and everyone reminded him through the message.

"There are strong men watching nearby."

Meng Qi's cultivation has also reached the sixth level of the exterior scene. The Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills are very mysterious. He also noticed it and smiled bitterly to send messages to his companions.

"The rebel army is already weak. There are still many internal conflicts, intrigues, and people are scattered. It is difficult to lead the team! This death mission is indeed extremely difficult, and there are also magic soldiers."

"Fortunately, the magic weapon belongs to Du Huaishang."

Zhao Heng's expression was complicated, and he seemed to feel the same. Du Huai's sad situation reminded him of the Zhao family in the current divine capital, which was equally worrying.

"Opposite is the imperial court that has ruled the world for many years, and there may also be divine soldiers to suppress it!"

Meng Qi paced back and forth in the tent with a heavy look on his face. After thinking for a long time, he clapped his hands and still felt that he could not just sit back and wait for death, but taking the initiative was the right way to go.

"I'll use my transformation first and go find my acquaintances in the Red Army to figure out the situation. If Du Huaishang's injury is not special, a pill of Dongji Longevity Pill will be enough."

Due to the restrictions of the death mission, Meng Qi could only use one pill himself, and the rest would be sealed and unable to exert their effects. However, Meng Qi did not know whether the extra pills could work on people in the world of gods and demons, so he was worried in his heart. He has secretly made a decision, even if it cannot be used, he will give up his own Dongji Longevity Pill to save Du Huaishang. If Du Huaishang dies or remains in his current coma, it will only be a matter of time before the rebel army falls apart. The main mission will no longer be possible to complete and will be directly obliterated! Of course, the premise of everything is that Du Huaishang's condition is within the range of the efficacy of Dongji Longevity Pill.

In the tent, Meng Qi seemed to be chatting about trivial matters with Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan and others. In fact, the wind changed and replaced himself with a hair clone. He escaped unnoticed and sneaked into the Chinese army camp. With his current six Zhongtian's Eighty-nine Mysterious Gong cultivation levels are not at the true master level, so there is no clue at all!

Along the way, he changed between patrolling soldiers, escorting generals and other images. Meng Qi soon arrived near the heavily guarded Chinese army camp, transformed into a flea, and waited patiently for acquaintances.

As time passed, the setting sun slanted, and the river wind became more and more biting and cold, as if the god in charge of winter and the Arctic had arrived. A man with a monkey spirit habitually rubbed his hands and walked out of the Chinese army camp that was heavily fortified and inaccessible. , looking gloomy and worried. Suddenly, he felt someone pat him from behind. While he was surprised that someone could approach him without any movement, causing the sensor to fail, he subconsciously looked back.

If someone wants to make a sneak attack, why bother to slap him and alert him! So he didn't overreact and was very calm. As soon as he turned around, his eyes froze, and he immediately showed a look of surprise and joy.

"Master! Is it you?"

Meng Qi looked calm and relaxed, like an outsider, with a somewhat otherworldly temperament, and said with a smile.

"King Du Tian is destined to have this calamity, and we are here to resolve it."

Since learning Yuxu Divine Arithmetic and being reminded many times by Wang Siyuan, he likes the feeling of being nagging more and more, but he hates it even more when Wang Siyuan is nagging in front of him. His colleagues are his enemies!

Suddenly, the monkey spirit man could not control his breath, and the surrounding soil settled a little, and he saluted ecstatically.

"My master is truly my lucky star in the red army!"

"Hou Yue, what happened?"

The aura of the monkey spirit man just now fluctuated very obviously, which attracted the attention of someone in the tent. An elegant but slightly old voice came from the tent.

Hou Yue glanced at Meng Qi and motioned to him to wait for a moment. He did not directly answer the man's doubts, but entered the camp and reported in a low voice.

After a while, the curtain was opened, and Hou Yue came out. He let Meng Qi in without moving his expression, implying that other rebels were spying on this place, and it was inconvenient for Master Nianshi to come out to greet him.

Meng Qi dodged, as fast as a ghost, passed through the layers of half-released forbidden laws, and stepped into the camp. Two figures first appeared in front of his eyes. One was the leader whom Meng Qi had seen last time. He was the second in the red army. Hu Zhigao, the "Ningnan Qilin", is wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, has a childish face with white hair, a high wooden hairpin, a slightly protruding forehead, a strong aura, and a black sword on his waist. Just being there, he seems to be the core of the surrounding environment. He is Master Nianshi, a second-grade master, and his strength is not weaker than King Pinghai.

Master Nian Shi looked Meng Qi up and down, and something strange flashed across his expression. He was actually only at the fourth level of the earth level, and had not yet entered the upper third level. It was not like what Hou Yue said, but a god and demon came to the world, something different from the world. people.

In this world, the realm of exterior scenery is divided into nine levels, of which the upper three ranks correspond to the realm of exterior scenery master. Therefore, the stubborn master is the eighth level of exterior scenery, and his cultivation is deeper than Meng Qi.

However, Meng Qi has practiced the eight-nine mysterious skills, Yuanshi Golden Seal, Ba Dao, Ananda Pojie Dao and other secret arts, and his combat power is astonishing, and his combat power is not weaker than the so-called upper third level of the earth level.

"Old Taoist stubbornness, I have met Taoist friends."

"I have heard about the real person for a long time. We have just arrived here and are not sure about the situation. Please give me a brief introduction."

Meng Qi quickly returned the gift and then said.

"The world has been suffering for a long time, and the court has been in turmoil. They lost half of the country in the blink of an eye. The Eighteenth Route Rebel Army was in full swing. They elected King Du Tian as their leader and planned to cross the Nu River to crusade against the injustice. But the court was unwilling to fail. , gathered strong men and deployed an army to garrison the natural moat, and the leader was one of the only three first-grade warriors in Baixiao Hall, Emperor Wu Du Gushi."