Chapter 845 Moths to the Flame

What Chen Mo taught Chen Songzi was the unique knowledge of the Taoist sect in the fairy world. After Chen Mo worshiped Immortal Emperor Donghua as his teacher, Immortal Donghua spent a lot of time searching the fairy world to help him find the most suitable exercises for him. It was only at the price that he lent the "Tianqing" Judgment to Chen Mo for a look.

It's just that Chen Mo's temperament was impetuous at that time, and he couldn't arouse interest in Taoist's unique learning.

Chen Songzi used to be a member of the Taoist sect, and his temperament was relatively quiet. This "Tianqing" exercise happened to be cheap for him.

Chen Songzi soon began to retreat. He needed to get rid of all the exercises he was practicing now, and then reset everything to zero and start again. For Chen Songzi, this was also a great challenge.

The world at this time has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before. Not only China, but the order of the entire world is very chaotic. Practitioners are rampant, ordinary people are struggling to live, and Chen Mo's previous worldly power is completely useless.

But he is going to do a big thing now, which is the time when he needs the power of the secular world.

"It's time to go to Yanjing, I'm afraid the boss is in a mess there now!" Chen Mo smiled, said something to his family, and went to Yanjing.

And at this time, the superior is indeed what Chen Mo said, he is very busy, and the number of practitioners suddenly appearing in the world is too large.

Moreover, the world has just experienced a catastrophe, and the Dragon Clan has just experienced a civil strife, and the Guwu Clan on the front line is eyeing it.

"Oh! If only Chen Mo was here! Cut off these messy things for me, so as not to be so troublesome." At this time, the superior can't help but miss Chen Mo's time.

But what the superiors don't know is that a catastrophe is quietly coming on the border at this time.

Ever since Hong Tian, ​​the old dragon general, died, the dragon army has not had a strong person to lead the overall situation. The battles on the front line have been fought on their own, and they have been retreating steadily when facing the attack of the ancient Wu tribe.

And after the earth's spiritual energy revived, the frontline army was divided into three camps, and the three camps were still attacking each other, all wanting to completely command the military power of the entire dragon clan and take control of one side.

However, the army of the Guwu tribe watched from the other side. Although they did not take the opportunity to attack, there was always a feeling of a storm coming in the calm.

And the coming storm was created by Gaolou, the general of the Guwu tribe.

Gao Lou secretly sneaked back to the ancient Wu clan, even avoiding the eyes and ears of the officials. He kept in touch with the practitioners, and with money, power, and beauty, he quickly recruited a large number of practitioners to work for him and formed a team. An army composed entirely of practitioners.

He used this huge power to sweep away all other forces in the Guwu clan, including the regime of the Guwu clan, all of which fell into his hands, and then continued to expand, recruiting more practitioners, and the number of troops also changed. getting bigger and bigger.

He left his secretary to quell the chaos in the Guwu clan, appease the people, and restore order, but he led the army to the front line again.

Today is the day when he completely incorporated the dragon army.

Although there are some practitioners in the army of the dragon clan, and there are even three masters of golden elixir, but the strength of his army of practitioners is even more distasteful.

There are thirty-seven Jindan masters, and thousands of other cultivation masters. In the past, this kind of strength may directly sweep the world.

Although it is impossible to sweep the world now, it is still easy to sweep the dragon clan. After he expands step by step, the army will become larger and larger, and the whole world will eventually be eaten by him. At that time, his tall building will be the real tall building , is the ruler of this world!

"Let's go!" The tall building waved his hand, and the densely packed cultivators in the sky rushed towards the dragon's defense line like locusts crossing the border.

At this time, the dragon army had just experienced a melee, and the flags and drums had died down, resting with each other.

However, the guarding sentries are still doing their duty and performing their duties.

Suddenly, a group of small black dots appeared on the radar, flying towards their war zone at a very high speed.

"What is this? There are so many of them?"

"It seems to be a living body!"

"That's a cultivator! Countless cultivators! Report to the general immediately, and aim all weapons at them at the same time!"

For a moment, all the muzzles of the cannons turned around and aimed at the group of cultivators.

At the same time, a large number of troops rushed out with guns and live ammunition, and the guns in their hands were aimed at the front, and the cultivators in the army behind them also stood up one after another, ready to fight at any time.

"Warning, warning, you are now invading the territory of the Dragon Clan, leave quickly, or we will open fire immediately."

"Warning, warning, you are invading the territory of the Dragon Clan, please leave quickly, otherwise we are about to open fire."

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"Damn it! Where did so many cultivators come from!" A general in the three forces of the Dragon Clan said bitterly.

"It is very likely that it is the ancient Wu clan!" said the staff officer beside him.

"It's impossible! The ancient Wu tribe has remained silent. Although their army has grown in strength just like ours, how could there be so many more cultivators in a short time?"

Just when the generals of the Dragon Clan were still in doubt, the practitioners of the Guwu Clan finally rushed into the defense zone of the Dragon Clan, ignoring their warnings at all.

"Fire!"

With an order, bullets rained down, artillery fire poured out, and countless flames rushed towards the army of cultivators of the ancient martial clan.

In the army of the ancient Wu tribe, the gold elixir masters recruited by the tall buildings were in front of them. I saw them sending out one after another spiritual power, forming a huge spiritual power shield, and at the same time they shot out one after another spiritual energy to fly towards Dragon Defense Zone.

"Boom boom boom!"

The hot weapons of the Dragon Clan did not cause any damage to the army of the Guwu Clan, but the spiritual power of the Jindan masters of the Guwu Clan exploded in the defense zone of the Dragon Clan.

I don't know how many soldiers were hit by spiritual power and died instantly.

It didn't take too long for the Guwu clan's army to land on the territory of the dragon clan, and then spread out and started killing.

"Fight!" Several generals of the Dragon Clan issued orders one after another, and the elite of the army rushed towards the Gu Wu Clan in an instant.

Maybe there will be civil strife among the dragon clan, but when facing foreign enemies, they finally became a rope.

"Kill Jindan first!" Gaolou's order was issued again.

According to their previous plan, three or four Jindan masters found a dragon general, so that they could avoid the biggest loss for their side.

The three dragon generals died quickly under such a powerful offensive.

"The one who descends will not be killed!" A loud cry sounded from the Dragon Clan, constantly stimulating the confidence of the Dragon Clan army.

"The dragon clan is extinct, and those who descend will not be killed!"

"The dragon clan is extinct, and those who descend will not be killed!"

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"No Surrender! The Dragon Clan will never surrender!" A cry suddenly rang out from the Dragon Clan's army. An ordinary soldier roared and rushed towards an ancient warrior cultivator, but was slapped to pieces by the cultivator's palm, and blood rained heavily.

"Come on! The dragon clan only has ghosts who died in battle! There are no soldiers who surrendered!" The bloodiness of these soldiers was aroused, and they rushed over one after another.

Like a group of moths, they rushed towards the raging fire.