There are many miraculous creatures in my sect

"If you were to name them, I would be the first to suggest Iron Torrent." Mei Mujiu forced herself to play tricks for a long time before sitting cross-legged and trying to wake up the soldiers.

Qin Hengxiao couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he had a little understanding of the pervasive murderous aura, so he simply started to practice.

The underground palace fell silent, but Mei Mujiu's spiritual consciousness was filled with dust and dust, and the sky and earth were dim.

When he let go of his consciousness and tried to enter the soldiers' minds, it was as if he was dragged into the virtual world.This is a vast desert, except for him, there are no living things, only the non-stop wind and the sand covering the sky sweeping the land.

But this is not an illusion, Mei Mujiu knew in her heart that this was just a world of spiritual consciousness formed by hundreds of warriors in meditation, and they had been sleeping in this desert for thousands of years, waiting for the arrival of their new masters.It is not so much an illusion as it is a dream that is real enough.

He hid under a boulder, barely avoiding the wind and sand, thinking about how to find them.

Seeing that the scorching sun was about to set to the west, Mei Mujiu finally walked out.With his upper body leaning forward slightly, he walked with difficulty, and his ever-expanding consciousness faintly felt the call from a very far away.

I don't know how long I've been walking, the setting sun is like blood, shining on the yellow sand, and the wind is blowing from a distance with endless howls.I saw a row of boundless black shadows emerging from the horizon in the distance.The long battle flags fluttered in the wind, the gold and iron horses, and the black clouds pressing down on the city.The general at the head is even more handsome with sword eyebrows, with flying cloaks, and his bowed back is shining brightly on his sword, making him feel unparalleled at a glance.

Mei Mujiu opened her eyes wide, staring blankly at the countless soldiers approaching, her heart was both shocked and excited.

The clouds come out of the three sides, and the wind is born among thousands of horses.

The murderous aura is like a burst of clouds, and the golden drum is struck with a white blade.

This is an extremely heroic army, enough to make the enemy fearful, enough to make the world change color and the world surrender.

Mei Mujiu remained motionless, standing on the spot, let this mighty army pass through her body.He couldn't help but think, it's just a phantom in a trace of memory that has such a force, if he had been to this scene at that time, how shocking it would be.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch it, but the wind swept the sand and dust, and the soldiers who were flying high were scattered with the wind and sand.

"No..." Mei Mujiu almost shed tears.At the moment of dissipating, countless past events flooded into his mind like a tide.He saw Liu Cheng, the god of war, leading thousands of troops to meet the enemy on the frontier, he saw the soldiers fighting each other with blood flowing like rivers, and he also saw how the emperor was fatuous and shameless and unscrupulous.In order to obtain the immortality said by the so-called immortals, the emperor was willing to sacrifice the lives of thousands of soldiers and lead the army into the domain of evil spirits.

When the enemy soldiers turned into demons, Liu Cheng shouted to retreat, but after all, they were mortals, they were completely caged into the night before they walked a mile.

Seeing the comrades who live and die together day and night being tortured and swallowed, Liu Chengxin burst into anger like a knife cutting his crown.He became famous at a young age, and became a general at the age of 17. He traveled three thousand miles in one body, and could become a millionaire with one sword, but he never thought that he would die in such a shameful and miserable manner.

When he stood alone in front of countless corpses dripping blood, facing the battle alone, he looked up to the sky and laughed.The sky and the earth shook, and a golden light jumped out of the nine heavens, piercing through the boundless night, and piercing straight into his heart.

From then on, there is no more General Liu Seung in the world, only the No. 1 Martial God, the Martial God.

Wielding his long sword, he fought fiercely with the ghost of the abyss for seven days and seven nights. Every day of the battle, his cultivation level increased by a big level.

The seven-day transformation into gods is still regarded as a legend of worship.Only with the help of the heavens, and only the merits of transforming the heavens and the earth, can there be such a speed.

After Liu Chengzhan retreated and took revenge, he forged the armor and blood of his brothers into bronze and iron warriors. It took him countless years to forge this perfect hundred.

This is not only his inheritance, but also the inheritance of the divine army that was handed down back then.

Then he sealed the inheritance into the mountains, and then he became a fairy, leaving only endless legends and stories.

Mei Mujiu stood like this for seven days and seven nights.While calming down his mood, he sensed everything in this world.He tried to integrate himself into it, to turn himself into one of the fighters, to fight and die with them.

For seven days, he was born and died repeatedly, crying and laughing, and finally fully integrated into the army.

By the time he opened his eyes again in reality, three months had passed.

His eyes were bloodshot, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Knock it open." Mei Mujiu held the hand of the little apprentice who was looking at him worriedly, and said with relief.Just now, when he was dying again, he finally spoke to the soldiers.He said softly: "It's time to wake up." He thought there would still be no reaction, but he didn't expect the man to say: "Yes, it's been so long, it's time to wake up." Immediately afterwards, the desert collapsed.

Mei Mujiu stood up and looked at the soldiers in front of her.

They slowly opened their eyes together.

"It's you." The leader said.His voice also sounded as crisp as cutting gold and breaking jade, with a metallic texture.

Mei Mujiu looked at him with a smile.He knew him, he was Liu Cheng's lieutenant general at the time.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask..."

"We are not them." He seemed to know what Mei Mujiu was thinking, "We are at most their weapon spirits."

"What about the name?"

"none."

Mei Mujiu said helplessly: "It's nothing, it's not urgent."

The lieutenant general nodded, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, and behind him also knelt down with a clatter.Just listening to him swear loudly, he actually recognized the Lord.

A token flew into Mei Mujiu's hand, and Meimujiu understood and poured a drop of blood on it, and instantly he felt that he could already know what they were thinking, and even control their life and death at will.

"It's even more stressful..." Mei Mujiu was not used to admitting the master like this, so she laughed awkwardly, and hurriedly asked them to get up, "Let's go out first, and take you back to the sect later."

"But at the master's command."

As if he heard the commotion inside, there was also noise outside, and the patriarch kept shouting in the tree hole with his child's voice: "Come out, come out, go home!"

Mei Mujiu: "..."

They knew each other very quickly.