Chapter 1358 Venerable Black Moon
The jungle in front suddenly thinned out, but a large river valley and plain was washed out by a winding red river.
Next to the valley, a big red city is built on the mountain. The city walls are all made of red "red steel stone". People feel the scorching heat. Looking from a distance, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are steaming, which is quite a bit of a majestic atmosphere.
This is the largest tribe on the Wunan Fifth Road, the fortified city of the Huolu people. It is also the economic, political and military center with the deepest penetration and the highest education level of the Dagan Dynasty in Wunan.
At this moment, on both sides of the Huolu Walled City, more than ten miles apart, there are continuous camps and battle flags, and a barbarian army with colorful and strange shapes is stationed respectively.
This is the army formation of two brothers, Huo Wuji and Huo Wujiu.
The two fought for half a year, but neither could do anything to the other. They were already exhausted. If the fight continued, the entire Huolu tribe would be torn apart and cease to exist.
Coupled with the fact that Venerable Heiyue, the most prestigious Wu Nan hundred clan, came forward to make peace, the two reluctantly stopped fighting temporarily.
But in secret, they asked for help from the big backers behind them, Da Gan and Gui Qin, and waited for the strong help to come, and then did it again.
At this moment, although the barbarians on both sides stopped fighting, there were three to five or seven Wuman monks fighting together in the sky.
The bright red and purple poisonous fog flies around, the colorful miasma fills the air, and there are rare and rare protected animals with ferocious faces showing their teeth and claws, which is really beautiful.
These are Wuman monks invited by both Huo Wuji and Huo Wujiu.
Wuman monks live in a corner, and they don't have much contact with the cultivation world of the Central Plains. On the contrary, they have deep grievances and entanglements. hatred.
If a pair of enemies happened to be invited by Huo Wuji and Huo Wujiu respectively, and they belonged to different camps, it is natural that the enemies would be extremely jealous when they met, and they would immediately fight, not because they were on the side of Dagan or Guiqin. The "dispute for the great way" is purely to end personal grievances.
When Li Yao arrived in the middle of the army, he happened to see a savage monk who was covered in golden snake skin and was as ferocious as a giant python. Half of his arm was cut off by the opponent's sword, and blood spattered in the air. , and fell down with a strange cry.
Immediately, dozens of barbarians rushed out from Huo Wuji's camp, hurriedly carried him back to his own camp, and in his own camp, there were bursts of booing sounds of "Hey Hey".
On the opposite side of Huo Wujiu's army formation, there was a lot of noise, the sound of war drums and cheers resounded for tens of miles around.
"Hey, did you even lose the 'Golden Ring Youngest'? He also broke an arm? Hee hee hee hee, his good days are coming to an end!"
The two shaman monks, Meng Duo and Gu Priest, seemed to be gloating about their misfortune, and they didn't feel any sense of hatred just because the "third brother of the Golden Ring" was in the same camp as themselves.
"Brother Snake Swallowing, have you seen the big black stone over there? That is the 'Black Stone Ring'. If we Wuman monks want to gain fame and reach the sky in one step, we must go to the Black Stone Ring!"
Meng Duo and Gu Priest winked and said, "Today is just a small fight, not a real contest. After three days, the Black Stone Competition will officially start. If you can win ten games in a row, I guarantee that every Wunan tribe will know about it. Your name is here!"
Li Yao frowned slightly, feeling rather dumbfounded in his heart.
The so-called "Black Stone Dabei" is a very abrupt big black stone next to the Huolu City Walled City. It is as smooth as a table, and its length and width are seventy or eighty meters.
It is said that if there is any dispute that cannot be resolved by the Wuman tribe, they will go to the black stone to fight and resolve it with fists, swords and poisonous fog under relatively fair conditions.
And this time between Huo Wuji and Huo Wujiu, the dispute over who will be the head of the Huolu clan will be decided by a huge "Yumu Victory".
The so-called "every victorious battle" means that the two sides each send hundreds of strong generals to fight one by one. win.
In order to prevent a certain party from inviting a super master, such as Jindan, Yuanying and other peak powerhouses, and there will be a funny scene of "one against a hundred", the rule of "every victory" is that a master can only If you win ten games in a row, you can't play again.
Even the Nascent Soul monster can only help his side win ten games at most, and the remaining ninety games still have to rely on the efforts of other comrades in arms.
However, there is still a rule of Yum Dalei, that you must lose and you are not allowed to surrender, and there is no such thing as abstention. If you want to abstain, it will be considered a complete defeat.
That is to say, if one of the parties really sends a Nascent Soul monster on the field, and the other side knows they are invincible, they must send ten fighters to die one after another and sacrifice ten lives in order to "consume" the opponent's Nascent Soul.
This is quite a cruel game rule.
But for the appearance of a peerless powerhouse, it is quite appropriate.
Therefore, what Bai Sheng beats to test is not the level of individual combat power, but the overall strength of one side, including whether it can dispatch dozens of dead soldiers who are willing to die, to consume the opponent's masters who are absolutely impossible to defeat.
Meng Duo and Gu Siduo boasted that Li Yao could win ten games in a row, they were bullying him again for being stupid and ignorant, and making fun of him.
Little did they know, Li Yao was secretly laughing at himself.
Think of him as "Vulture Li Yao" who has roamed the stars for dozens of years, and has scheming and resourceful people like Xiao Xuance, Bai Xinghe, Jin Tuyi, and Lu Zui. , What kind of arena is he going to fight with a bunch of savages today?
Li Yao hates fighting in a long, stinky arena. If you compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, it's fine. Military and state affairs, the lives of millions of people, should be decided in the arena? What a joke!
"It seems that the IQ evaluation of the natives of the ancient holy world has to be adjusted down by another level."
"It's just that Wuman savages like to fight in the arena. It's absurd that the dignified recruiting system and envoys will follow blindly!"
Li Yao was quite disapproving.
Make up your mind, he won't go to the arena to play monkey tricks, if you want to fight in the ring, you can fight slowly, and wait for him to figure out the details of Venerable Black Moon before making any calculations.
Huo Wuji's side had just lost a general, and when the morale was low, news of Master Wang's arrival suddenly came, and the morale suddenly rose again.
After a while, several barbarians riding big jet-black buffaloes galloped out. Before the big buffalo stood still, a young man in a toga with long sleeves was no different from the Central Plains scholars, except that his complexion was slightly darker. Then rolled down: "Master Wang, Master Wang has finally arrived! Master Ling!"
This person is naturally Huo Wuji on the side of Dagan.
Ling Shoujing, the envoy of the Wunan Fifth Road recruiting system, came out more and more, and gave Huo Wuji a good deal of kindness and power, you sing and me, comfort and encouragement.
However, Li Yao was not in the mood to listen to their nonsense, so he turned his eyesight to the limit, mixed with a ray of divine thoughts, and looked towards the opposite camp ten miles away.
However, on a small hill opposite, there was a young man who looked similar to Huo Wuji, but was dressed as a local Wuman, riding a strange horse that looked like a horse but not a horse, a wolf but not a wolf, and also carried a bit of dragon charm. Beast, looking here with several knights beside him.
These knights are tall and strong, with slightly yellowish skin, high cheekbones, large and small gold rings on their ears, and wrinkles torn by the cold wind on their faces. Tuman is not a way.
They were wearing rough but practical monster skin light armor, and a deep black longbow was stuck obliquely behind the back. Although it was not strung, it exuded a bloody aura faintly, which could even be felt by Li Yao who was several miles away. clearly perceived.
"That must be Huo Wujiu and the ghost Qin people who supported him."
Li Yao watched with great interest.
The seven people standing next to Huo Wujiu are all Ghost Qin cultivators surrounded by aura.
Cultivators in the ancient holy world don't seem to understand the principle of hiding the soul and restraining the energy, and suppressing the realm. They often release whatever cultivation they have, continuously consuming the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also revealing their own strength.
This is also a common problem in the ancient Xiu world.
The strength of the seven Ghost Qin cultivators is not too strong, they are between Qi refining and Foundation building.
But from them, Li Yao felt a very strong killing spirit on the battlefield.
They are like soldiers who have been tempered for thousands of years and who regard death as home. They have not undergone long-term military training from ordinary cultivators, and their disposition of stragglers is completely different.
"Just seven light cavalry, scattered on the hill, faintly arranged into a fierce battle formation, exuding the momentum of thousands of troops!"
"Youyun Guiqin really has some skills, no wonder he can stand up to Daqian!"
Li Yao secretly admired in his heart.
At this time, the scene between Ling Shoujing and Huo Wuji was almost finished, and a large black cloud of spiritual energy flew out from the Huolu City surrounded by fire clouds. On the cloud stood a man in a black robe, A middle-aged man with a square mouth and wide face.
"It's Venerable Black Moon!"
Two Wuman monks, Meng Duo and Gu Priest, screamed strangely beside Li Yao.
Venerable Black Moon is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and even the most powerful witch in the Wunan Five Routes. He is worshiped by countless ignorant barbarians as gods and demons.
As soon as he appeared, thousands of barbarians and witches from Huo Wuji's or Huo Wujiu's camp all knelt down to pay respects, and let out indistinct fanatical roars.
Li Yao squinted his eyes, his thoughts turned. As Master Lingjiu's senior brother, Venerable Black Moon was probably the biggest obstacle for him to pretend his identity, so naturally he had to observe carefully.
Venerable Black Moon landed slowly in front of the army, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and no expression could be seen on his pale and miserable face.
He is an old monster with a Nascent Soul, and his status is so respected that even Ling Lanyin, a golden elixir female swordsman from the world's number one sword school "Ziji Sword Sect", had to get out of the car tent to meet him respectfully. (To be continued.)