World Reshuffle: Dominate from a Log Cabin

As the migration scroll took effect, the strange people who were about to rush to the base disappeared. Hojo Wanyun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"You continue to stare outside!"

After giving the instructions, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover from his injuries and spiritual power.

But an hour later, the strangeness struck again.

"General, what should I do?" the bald warrior asked again.

Hojo Wanyun frowned and said, "We'll take the wave first and then we'll talk."

20 minute later.

Hojo Wanyun was kneeling in a pool of blood, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands and leaning on the ground, struggling to keep his body from falling.

Various corpses were lying around, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

No one can breathe except him.

As for the previous bald warrior, now only a solitary bald head was left, soaked in a pool of blood.

And his limbs were scattered around, in pieces.

......

Time passes minute by minute.

Finally, daybreak!

In a room.

Hojo Wanyun's face was gloomy, and his whole person was as angry as a volcano about to erupt.

In one night, the gathering place moved six times.

If I had known this would happen, it would be better to save some and directly exchange the gray beads for a formation than to waste it on the migration scroll.

After consuming six thousand gray beads, his heart was bleeding, and now the storage space was empty.

Moreover, all the warriors above the Mortal Realm were killed in battle, and there was a high probability that they would not be able to survive tonight's attack.

He is so upset!

But it's useless to think about anything at this time, the most important thing is to survive.

After a long while, he calmed down and shouted outside the room.

"Keiko, come in."

Crunch!

The door opened, and a beautiful and charming woman, Shi Shiran, walked in. She bent down and saluted with a clear voice.

"General."

"Notify, let the members of the samurai reserve team disperse and look for a large gathering place nearby." Hojo Wanyun directly ordered.

"Okay." Keiko Imada nodded heavily.

She was fully aware of the current predicament of the shogunate. It was on the verge of destruction and seeking refuge with others was the last way to survive.

Just as Imada Keiko was about to walk out of the room, Hojo Wanyun's voice sounded again.

"Let me tell you, whether you can survive depends on whether they are careful or not."

......

Yanhuang City.

After the attack, the five war gods gathered together for a meeting.

Yan Poyue said solemnly: "As expected, the weirdos will reach the seventh level of the military tonight."

"Then what should we do? I can't think of any solution to all the seven layers of weirdness." A man looked worried.

Wu Jing said solemnly: "I will break through to the late stage of Mortal Realm immediately. Then I will use the city defense formation to grind down bit by bit. I got a total of tens of thousands of spirit stones last night. There is no problem in supporting the city defense formation." .”

"But there is no balance in hand every day. Except for a few of us, the cultivation progress of others has stagnated. If this continues, it will inevitably collapse."

Xu Sanduo said solemnly, but as if something suddenly occurred to him, he suggested: "Can we shrink the city defense formation a little bit, just one or two meters, so that Weiwei can get on top of the city.

In this way we can be protected, weird and suppressed. "

After saying that, Xu Sanduo looked expectant.

"No."

Yan Poyue shook his head decisively and said: "We have tested it before, and with our formation level, we cannot control the city defense formation in such a subtle way.

Moreover, Yanhuang City does not have an inner city. If it shrinks, it can only shrink back to the city lord's palace. This will have no strategic depth and no room for error. It is a last resort. "

After the words fell, several sighs were heard.

......

Chang'an City.

On top of the city in the east, Wang Kuan was in a good mood.

Last night, the weirdos attacked once an hour, and a sixth-level weirdo could exchange for 30 gray beads, earning a total of 7560 gray beads.

Although the spirit stones are enough now, no one can have too much of them.

With enough spiritual stones, everyone's strength will naturally improve quickly, and it can even be said that their strength has greatly increased.

According to statistics, all members of the Wufang Guards have been promoted to the Mortal Realm. Together with those from other departments, the number of people in the Mortal Realm in Chang'an is now more than 1,500.

In terms of high-end combat power, Wang Kuan is in the late stage of Mortal Transformation.

Ling Xue and Zhuge Qingqing are the sixth orifices of the Mortal Transformation Realm, but if nothing unexpected happens, Ling Xue will break through today and will reach the late stage of the Mortal Transformation Realm again.

The elite members of the garrison are all in the five orifices of the Mortal Realm. There are a total of thirty-one such members in the five garrison mansions.

As for the data below the five orifices of the Mortal Transformation Realm, Wang Kuan paid no attention to it, as it was meaningless.

Although tonight's strange strength will reach the seventh level, Wang Kuan is not worried at all.

Chang'an City's suppression, sufficient spiritual stone storage, and everyone's growing strength... gave him great confidence.

After thinking briefly, he closed his eyes and devoted himself to practice.

nine in the morning.

"City Lord, what a great thing!"

Mao Yisheng ran to the east city wall with excitement on his face, shouting as he ran, looking like an old naughty boy.

Wang Kuan opened his eyes and saw this phenomenon, and was a little confused.

Mr. Mao has not participated in the battle these days. Apart from practicing, he is drawing various runes.

What great joy can he have?

Although he thought so, Wang Kuan still stood up.

When he came to Wang Kuan's side, Mr. Mao spread his right hand.

"Take a look, what is this?"

I saw a black disk appear in the palm of my hand.

Wang Kuan raised his eyebrows, he was no stranger to this thing.

This is the treasure he obtained after killing the second leader of "Tazhai Village". It can combine the strength of many people to jointly attack and share the damage.

He just didn't know how to use it, so he later gave it to Mr. Mao to study.

He took it out now and must have studied it thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Wang Kuan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "The old man is mighty!"

It's not that he's making a fuss, this thing is indeed very useful at this stage.

For example, if hundreds of Mortal Transformation Realms were united together, he would have to stay away, which was another very powerful trump card.

Mr. Mao stroked his beard and nodded. He was very impressed by Wang Kuan's praise, and then explained the function of the black disk: "After my recent improvement in runes and formations, I have completely understood its function.

This is a formation disk that can be marked in advance...and then unite all the marked people together during battle, but only a maximum of one hundred people can be united. "

One hundred people?

It is enough.

If the hundred strongest Mortal Transformation Realm warriors in Chang'an were combined together, they could kill any weirdo at the ninth level of the military.

Such a good thing has been shelved for so long because I didn't know how to use it.

Thinking of this, Wang Kuan complained crazily in his heart.

why would! Cancel the probing technique!

Without the detection technique, it would take a long time to study a very simple object before you can figure out how to use it, and you can only rely on guessing for unfamiliar things.

After Mr. Mao put down the array, he went back resolutely without even chatting with Wang Kuan and continued to devote himself to his great rune business.

What a dedicated person!