I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

The hall was stained with blood.

All the demons were stunned in place, losing their minds.

They knew that the king would be very strong, but his strength should be limited. After all, it would take a month to destroy the whole family, but what happened in front of them completely subverted their ideas.

Just a flash of swordsmanship killed the red-horned dragon in the fake elixir realm.

The red horned dragon couldn't even resist.

Looking at the head that rolled down, I realized that maybe it wasn't that the Red Horned Dragon didn't resist, but that it simply didn't expect it to happen so fast, so fast that he couldn't react.

In fact, they didn't know that Tu Shanjun destroyed the Chiwu Sect in less than half an hour. Later, they just walked slower because they didn't want to consume too much mana.

Otherwise, the return trip should be on the same day.

"Report to your Majesty, the Red Horn Demon King has brought a total of 2,000 demon soldiers and 8,000 ghost soldiers, totaling 10,000 troops."

"Prime Minister, you and the captain will use Red Horn's head to separate the ten thousand soldiers and horses. If there is resistance, kill them."

Tushanjun stood up and glanced over calmly.

Before fighting the outside world, you must first make peace with the inside.

The cultivation level of the fake elixir realm is indeed very good, and precisely because of this, we cannot wait for them to betray them at the critical moment. Tushanjun had returned a few days ago, but he sensed an undercurrent, so he didn't show up.

He has been waiting for the right time.

Today is just right.

I wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate the Blue Eyes Ghost King and use it to defeat the Red Horned Manglong and other demon kings. I didn't expect that Biyan could be so calm. Instead, it was the Red Horned Manglong who took the lead. How could Tushanjun let him leave in full view of everyone? go.

Plop.

The blue-eyed ghost king knelt on the ground in fear and shouted: "Your Majesty, I am guilty."

Tu Shanjun looked at the blue-eyed ghost king with great interest and asked calmly: "What's the crime?"

"I'll connect..." The Blue-Eyed Ghost King told the whole story about his thoughts and plans to connect with the Demon King and become the new king.

There was silence.

The demons who were in front of the desk just now knelt on the ground.

"Get up."

"Since ancient times, those who are capable have been promoted, and those who are incompetent have been promoted. If something unexpected happens to me, do you still have to obey a one-year-old baby? Of course, those who are capable will take their place."

"In this way, it will not be considered as a disgrace to the Great Black Mountain. In this way, it will be beneficial to the monsters and monsters who receive shelter, as well as the secular dynasty."

"If one day Japan is not strong enough, he can take his place."

As he spoke, Tu Shanjun walked up to the Blue-Eyed Ghost King, stretched out his hands, and helped the Blue-Eyed Ghost King up.

"I just hope you can do better than me."

Then, he patted the blue-eyed ghost king on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I still have to rely on you all."

The green-eyed ghost king stared blankly at the tall red-haired ghost king in front of him.

What a magnanimous smile lies beneath his horns.

Even if these words were false, he was willing to believe them.

No, it would be better to say that he is willing to follow the ghost king in front of him and experience it with him.

"Everyone, please get up."

"Don't kneel again in the future."

"The monks of Daheishan don't need to grovel to others, even me."

"I hope that each of you can stand upright, no matter whether we win or lose, this should be the case."

"We are defending not only our rights but also our dignity."

Tushanjun waved his hand and helped all the demons up. From now on, he, Tushanjun, will be the courage of Daheishan. As long as he is alive, the monks of Daheishan will have dignity.

The demon with his head full of blood was also helped up by Tushanjun.

He thought he was going to die, but he didn't.

It may be the joy of surviving the disaster, but it seems to be something else. In short, his tears can't stop pouring out.

He looked at Tushanjun on the high seat, and suddenly had the idea of ​​​​following him to fight together.

"This is the great king, the true king of Daheishan, Tushanjun." Nie Quanjiu smiled. Could it be that he was just for the spiritual object that formed the elixir? In fact, he was actually impressed by Tushanjun's personality charm.

Nie Quanjiu would not believe it if any demon king and ghost king said that they would exchange him for a pill-forming spiritual object, but it was Tu Shanjun who said this.

Thinking of Red Horn Manglong's last words, Nie Quanjiu sneered: "Do you really think that all monsters in the world are like this one?"

Malu's eyes became more and more critical: "This one is unique."

Feiyun Yao, Wu Tou, Tun Chan, Short Mouth, Iron Feather, Green Horn, Jin Mao...

The mainstay of Daheishan had a stern look in his eyes.

Tu Shanjun walked back to the throne, sat down calmly, and said loudly: "From today on, resources will be opened to the maximum extent and war matters will begin."

"I'll wait, follow your orders!"

The roar was like the roar of a mountain, penetrating the hall in front of him.

After clearing the Dahei Mountain, two spirit boats and tens of thousands of demon soldiers and ghost generals were dispatched to the Chiwu Sect ruins to receive resources and dig out spiritual veins, spiritual mines, and spiritual fields...

Despite the grandiose words, we still have to face the most practical problems.

That's how to deal with Sunset Mountain.

Improving your strength is the first step, and you also need to build a mountain-protecting formation.

Fortunately, the branch of Guxian Tower is in Daheishan. As long as you have spiritual stones, you can buy the resources you need. In order to avoid being destroyed, Daheishan has no sustainable development strategy. It will first open up the spiritual mines.

Two million acres of spiritual land have also matured and were sold to Guxian Tower at a low price in exchange for resources.

This time, Tushanjun used a lot of resources, and even the Yinhun Pill was no longer hidden.

Each golden elixir-level Yinhun elixir can be sold for thousands of spirit stones.

Even Tu Shanjun himself didn't save much for this level of elixirs, so he emptied his entire family fortune.

I originally wanted Guxian Tower to prepare three pill-forming spiritual objects.

Even though it was only the lowest-level elixir-forming spiritual object, the total cost was still in the millions.

However, Lingbao Pavilion, which is as wealthy as Guxian Tower, cannot collect it all at once, and can only take out one portion.

No matter how much you have, just prepare it.

If you can rely on the golden elixir monks to scare off the opponent, you don't need to use low-level elixir-formed spiritual objects to squeeze the monks' potential.

"Your Majesty, nothing can be done. We can seek help from the Ghost King of Netherworld, Earth, Heaven, and Heaven."

"King of Heavenly Ghosts?"

"There are two great ghost kings in the Netherworld, and the Heavenly Ghost King is one of them. It is said that the strength of the Heavenly Ghost King has reached the peak of the Golden Core. He has two palms worth of Golden Core monks and millions of demon soldiers and ghost soldiers."

Listening to Nie Quanjiu's explanation, Tu Shanjun laughed. Demon cultivators and ghost cultivators like to exaggerate their own power. Even if there are millions of demon soldiers and ghost soldiers, most of them are cannon fodder and Qi practitioners who cannot be cultivated by others.

"What will it cost us?"

"Eighty percent resources."

"No need." Tu Shanjun waved his hand, asking for help from others is worse than asking for help from yourself.

Even though Sunset Mountain is the top sect in Xiaohuang Territory, he is confident.

In the Zunhun Banner, including the main soul, there are a total of seven golden elixir monks and more than four thousand Yin gods. As long as he has enough magic power, he is not afraid of the top sects.

If you really want to find a big force to negotiate with Sunset Mountain, Tu Shanjun would rather choose Yangcheng than the monsters and ghosts deep in the Netherland.

"Sunset Mountain will not be overwhelmed. As long as we show our strength, we can survive in this gap."

"Go and have a rest."

In the quiet night, Tu Shanjun deleted the formation design in his hand.

It has generally been settled and has been laid out a few days ago. This formation can be used to resist when the time comes.

The incense and wish power of the entire Dahei Mountain can also be gathered through the Black Mountain Seal within the formation.

Seeing such a design, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but laugh: "I really can't help myself. I once wanted to cut off my faith, but I didn't expect that in the end I would have to rely on the incense of the mountains and rivers of Daheishan to fight against others."

The baby snuggled next to Tushanjun didn't make any noise, quietly flipping through the comic book in his hand.

The candlelight in the inner hall was bright, elongating the shadows one large and one small.

Tu Shanjun raised his big hand, stroked the baby's little head, and said softly: "We, father and son, have to face the disaster together."

After closing the little book, Tushan Jinghong said in a sweet voice, "Daddy."

"I want to become powerful."

"Why do you need to become awesome?"

"Become powerful and you can help daddy."

Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly: "Okay."

…

Half a month ago.

Above the ruins of the Chiwu Sect, the monk in orange robes frowned: "Is there a mistake in the address? The Chiwu Sect is not here?"

What comes into view is the mountain range, which does not look half like the sect's fairy mountain.

Take out the map and determine the location.

What made him even more surprised was that the map showed that this was the Chiwu Sect, and it was impossible for the sect map to be wrong.

"Open the Dharma Eyes." The monk in the orange robe opened the Dharma Eyes, looked at the inside and outside with divine light, immediately took two steps back in the sky, and said in shock: "How is it possible, the Chiwu Sect was destroyed?"

Under the mountains and rivers are the ruins of the Chiwu Sect, and the palaces of the sect can be vaguely seen.

"How is this possible?" the monk murmured in disbelief.

No matter what he said, he didn't want to believe that the Chiwu Sect, which had a mountain-protecting formation and a Jindan Grandmaster, was crushed into powder. Not to mention the monks, even the mountain gate was crushed under the mountains and rivers.

Along the way, he got shocking news.

The Chiwu Sect was really destroyed.

It was a monk wearing a black robe, and the sound of the quiet tide was like thunder, telling that it came from the Black Mountain.

"It's actually..."

After receiving the news, the monk returned to Sunset Mountain as quickly as possible.

…

Recent months and days.

Two golden elixir masters came to Daheishan.

"This is Daheishan?"

"This is what is written on the map." The monk in orange robe looked solemn.

He had seen the ruins of the Chiwu Sect's collapse and was quite wary of the strength of the Daheishan Ghost King. He heard that he was a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, so he returned to the sect to ask for help.

Their brothers and sisters are all in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and they are all disciples of large sects. They have solid cultivation and can fight at lower levels.

Even if there is any accident, I can handle it.

"Senior Brother Lei, let's call the door."

"good."

…

"Where is the Ghost King of Daheishan!"

The sound was like a sharp sword, tearing through the air and mist, completely exposing the Great Black Mountain.

It's like the sword energy swept out, cutting the upper and lower parts in half.

Feiyun Yao shouted angrily: "How dare you Fang Xiaoxiao to release the pressure of his spiritual consciousness wantonly in Daheishan."

"snort!"

The cold snort was like a sword, and the slashing sound seemed to cut Feiyun Yao in half, but the spiritual consciousness that was fired was finally blocked by an unknown magic power.

The negative-sword monk said disdainfully: "You are not worthy of talking to so-and-so."

"Call your king to come out."