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Chapter 321 Kneel down! (ask for monthly ticket)
The yellow sand was endless, as if covering the whole sky and earth. The sky, which was a vast blue at clear times, seemed to be lowered at this moment, with a dim smell.

Saatanti raised his head and looked at the dim and magnificent sky and earth. He subconsciously pulled the cloak to block the wind and sand. The entire huge team was moving forward, and their part was led by Batur himself.

Batur said that it seemed that he relied on the internal energy in his body, and he had an indescribable feeling, just like a wild goose flying in the sky, which made him vaguely know whether he should speed up or slow down with his people.

Just like at this time, Batur slowed down, and the young men of the entire tribe also slowed down. The old men had superb riding skills and were more delicate and calm at this time.

then--

The most dangerous sandstorm in the entire desert almost passed by this tribe. The closest point of the sandstorm they could see was only ten feet away. They could feel the dryness in their breath, and some of the blown-out fine sand hit their faces.

But we really passed each other by.

Saatanti couldn't believe it. A group of people rode on horseback, watching the magnificent and dangerous celestial phenomenon passing by in the desert, not knowing where it was going.

In the past few days, they rode their horses and gathered into a herd, galloping wildly, but they were able to accurately avoid the people in the towns ahead, and also avoided the celestial phenomena. As for the wolves -

The wolves, representing danger in the desert, encountered groups of people.

They are the ones that are dangerous.

Crowds will devour all animals.

At worst, it can be a snack. Although wild wolf meat is not delicious at all, people in the desert will not waste any food. They will eat it all and not save any.

There were flags waving in the distance, and Batur shouted, "It's time to rest."

"Follow the rules."

The people of the tribe all breathed a sigh of relief and dismounted, either feeding the horses or preparing to cook some meals. There was a breath of life on the march. Batur sharpened the knife. They didn't know where to go and only believed in Tianger.

Along the way, they avoided the sandstorm that represented the wrath of the gods, which further increased their trust in Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi watched the sandstorm sweep away in amazement.

The silver-haired girl next to her was wearing a hood, with only her smooth chin exposed.

The ability of the stargazing lineage was fully demonstrated at this time. As the army marched forward, observing the sky, the stars, the terrain and the hydrology, they were able to accurately avoid large-scale sandstorms and ensure the marching speed so that they could reach water sources and safe places to camp.

This may seem like an ordinary ability, but in fact, to any army, its significance is no less than that of powerful generals and wise counselors.

Soon, the sky, which was cloudy due to the sandstorm, became clear.

The stars reappeared in the sky.

The silver-haired girl took a sip of water, then sat quietly on the fine sand. She picked up a branch, looked up at the stars in the sky, and calculated tomorrow's marching route. But in fact, there was no need to be so serious.

Li Guanyi looked into the distance, with a hint of charm in his pupils.

With the help of the Nine Cauldrons, one can vaguely see the shadow of the majestic city in the wind and sand.

It’s not very far from there, only a few dozen miles.

Li Guanyi thought about it, then sat cross-legged not far behind Yaoguang, watching the silver-haired girl quietly deducing in the vast world. He also stretched out his hand and grabbed. Ripples appeared in the void, and the image of a black tortoise emerged impatiently and was grabbed by Li Guanyi.

Based on the teachings of Lao Siming.

Li Guanyi's development of the use of the Black Turtle Dharma Image was extremely successful.

He used his soul as ink and wrote words on the back of the black tortoise.

"Senior Siming, we are only fifty miles away from this Agni city."

"where are you?"

Li Guanyi's Black Turtle Dharma Image was a transformation of a ray of spiritual charm from the old Siming's Black Turtle. There seemed to be a subtle connection between the two Black Turtle Dharma Images. The golden text dissipated, and soon a response came from the other side.

"It's still a few hundred miles away. This fisherman seems to know that there is a secret place here, so he turned a corner and came here to kill us. The boy ran very fast."

The words of Lao Siming floated out from the back of the black tortoise statue.

"Don't worry, it's only about 300 miles, the fisherman will be here soon."

Li Guanyi looked at the city in the distance, thinking about the situation in his mind.

At this moment, the appearance of the black tortoise suddenly changed.

The black tortoise image froze for a moment, and the next moment, the words on the black tortoise image became very impolite: "Boy, what exactly are you planning to do?"

A whale fisherman.

He saw the connection between Lao Siming and Li Guanyi, and finally couldn't help it.

A hand pressed on Old Siming's shoulder.

With his powerful magical power, he suppressed Old Siming. After taking a look for a while, he figured out how to use the Black Turtle Dharma Image and asked about it. Old Siming's eyes twitched, and he looked at his own Black Turtle Dharma Image and winked wildly.

No, old friend, why did you just help me directly?
The old black turtle rolled his eyes.

‘What do you think? ’

Old Siming grinned and looked at the whale fisherman with a black robe, silver hair, bloodshot cheeks and a murderous look. Looking at the words on the black tortoise, he muttered in his heart, "Little guy, you were smarter and could have fooled this old guy."

Facing questions from whale fishermen.

Li Guanyi originally wrote down the words "jointly attack the Demon Sect".

After a pause, he said directly and frankly: "I have led a hundred thousand soldiers and civilians to the city. With the help of the sandstorms of this season, we have not been discovered for a short time. We plan to take advantage of the opportunity of the seniors attacking the Demon Sect to occupy this city."

The old Siming's eyes twitched.

Ok?
No, weren’t you very smart in the past?

At this time, why not just pretend to be confused? !
As expected, the fisherman sneered:

"Why should I help you?!"

Old Sima Ming’s eyes were about to write on the black turtle’s back.

Li Guan raised his finger and wrote: "To destroy the Demon Sect together."

The whale fisherman narrowed his eyes slightly, and the agitated storm in his eyes calmed down:
"I alone can destroy this demon sect."

Li Guanyi: "But senior has no way to destroy it."

Whale Fishing Enemy: "I can't do it, but you can?"

"naturally."

Li Guanyi looked calmly, glanced at the people behind him, and responded: "But I can't do it alone. Only if you defeat this Demon Sect master, and your reputation is so great that the nobles and troops in Agni City withdraw, can we take advantage of the situation."

"I am just relying on the achievements of my predecessors."

When Old Siming saw that the frown on the whale fisherman's face slowly relaxed, he was surprised. This boy is quite good at talking.

The silver-haired man lowered his eyes: "... Good boy, you are quite arrogant."

Li Guanyi said, "There is only one thing that I need your help with."

"If possible, I hope you can break down the gate of this big city."

The whale fisherman sneered, "Even if you and I join forces, why should I listen to you?"

Li Guanyi said: "Because my great-grandfather is not here."

"Otherwise, even the capital of an ancient kingdom like Agni can be destroyed in one blow with Grandpa Tai's sword energy."

"I know that your formation skills are unparalleled, but you are not good at attacking. Agni City probably also has a city defense formation, magic, prayers, sacrifices, and various other methods. Even if it is not as good as Chen Guozhenbei City, it is as strong as steel."

"I hope you can help me if you can."

"It's okay if it doesn't work."

The whale fisherman sneered: "Provocation?"

Li Guanyi said sincerely: "It's just from my heart."

The silver-haired man paused and said, "Even so, but...if I break through this city gate, how confident are you that you can completely overthrow one of the three major bases of the Demon Sect?"

Li Guanyi thought for a moment and said, "Ninety percent."

"Ninety percent..."

The whale fisherman looked into the distance and said, "I agree."

"But it's not because of your provocation."

"It's just that I'm not happy looking at that city gate."

"But, Li Guanyi, if you can't do what you said today, then even if Yaoguang objects, I will take her away from the Western Regions."

"First, plow this Western Region's rivers and lakes four or five times."

There were many men kneeling next to the whale fisherman. Their faces changed drastically when they heard what he said: "Zhenkui, what are you going to do? My Holy Church is spread all over the Western Regions. All living things have my Holy Church in their hearts. My Holy Church will not..."

boom! ! !
Silently, their heads exploded.

The night wind howled over the desert. The sleeves of the man in black robe rolled like waves, his silver hair fluttered slightly, and he said indifferently: "Then, keep killing."

"Kill until the mountains are gone, and heaven and earth will unite."

"Use out my legendary life."

"I will kill you all until history ceases to exist!"

boom! ! !
The heads of the masters from the surrounding Demon Sect's base exploded and they fell to their knees on the ground, without any sign of life left. Murderous intent rose in the eyes of the silver-haired man.

………………

In front of Li Guanyi, the words on the back of the Black Turtle slowly faded away and returned to silence. He waved his hand to let the Black Turtle, which looked extremely tired, return to his body. He held the Chixiao Sword at his waist and looked at the city.

Wait for the whale fisherman to personally blast down the gate of this ancient city.

Just send out 100,000 troops and march in.

Directly change home.

Li Guanyi put down his left hand and pressed the small tiger seal hanging from his waist. He moved the seal with his fingers. He could feel that above the foundation of the Sixth Heaven, the humanitarian luck from the 100,000 people behind him fell on him.

This blessing of humanity reminded Li Guanyi of the blessing of military strategists' battle formations.

While leading the army forward these days, Li Guanyi felt somewhat familiar.

These two things - the blessing of humanity's fortune on the king, and the influence of military formations on the generals, are extremely similar. Li Guanyi simply mixed them up, using humanity's fortune to carry out the power of military formations.

Although there were some setbacks, it finally took shape.

With the help of Yaoguang's magic formation.

The highest number of troops commanded by Li Guanyi, Marquis Wu of Qin, reached 103,000.

He felt pain between his eyebrows.

This must be my limit.

Li Guanyi thought as he held the royal seal.

It was the absolute limit. Leading a hundred thousand men on a raid, he felt as if his soul had been torn apart, and he had to pay full attention to the flow of energy in this huge army. He vaguely felt that the ability to command a hundred thousand men might be a watershed for a famous general.

Commanding an army of 100,000 or less.

The ability to determine whether one person can launch a major war.

Above this, there are great generals whose names will go down in history.

Below this, there are only contemporary generals.

As time went by, each generation had talented people. After a few decades, the top 100 generals in the world at that time also had their own elegance and temperament, and their own strengths.

"However, this time I was only relying on the King's Seal's human luck to lead 100,000 people to attack. This is completely different from commanding 100,000 people in a war."

Li Guanyi pressed the seal, thinking:
"Is this the so-called Son of Humanity, leading the army in person?"

"The blessing of humanity and military luck will bring out a stronger force."

"However, this is only the seal of the thirty-six kings of the Western Regions. I wonder if there will be such a day, when the nine states will be forged and separated into the world, and a seal will be forged with the land veins and human spirit of the nine states."

"How vast and magnificent was the destiny of humanity at that time?"

"I really want to see it in my lifetime."

"...The overlord of a place is the king's seal."

"The ruler of the Nine Provinces uses the seal, right?"

“The material used is not gold.”

"It is a jade of the highest quality."

"The Imperial Seal of the Nine Provinces..."

Li Guanyi's fingers were pinching the golden royal seal. Thinking of recasting the Nine Cauldrons and the Jade Seal with his own hands, even with his personality, he felt a burning sensation as if rising from the depths of his soul.

Sometimes I feel that, for the Chinese nation of Yanhuang, who else but me can accomplish this great cause? At the same time, I feel that with my character and abilities, I can only take one step at a time in this chaotic world. It is hard to say whether I can really accomplish such an achievement.

Human beings are inherently complex.

He just refused to fall into the whirlpool of this era and refused to retreat.

After calming himself down and watching Yaoguang still observing the stars and predicting the future, Li Guanyi, holding the king's seal in his hand, casually took out the statue of the Demon Sect. The human luck and fortune on the statue had been completely devoured and torn apart by the Fierce Tiger King's Seal, leaving it as an empty shell.

But when we got here, which was only a few dozen miles away from Agni City, the statue seemed to have some connection with one of the three major bases of the Demon Sect. A trace of light appeared on the statue of the Demon Sect, and the royal seal in Li Guanyi's hand also emitted a low golden light.

Li Guanyi had a familiar feeling.

It was just like the time before at Jiangnan Jiuding.

With his right hand, he knocked on the royal seal, and a fierce and pure aura of humanity surged out and rushed directly into the statue of the Demon Sect. There was only a crisp sound, and the remaining light on the statue of the Demon Sect flickered, and was finally cut off.

Cracks appeared on the statue of the Demon Sect, and finally it shattered into powder in Li Guanyi's hands and scattered with the wind. At the same time, the Golden Tiger King Seal was shaking.

In a daze.

There were some confusing sounds in Li Guanyi's ears, just like the time with Huyan Jixuan. With the help of the reverse connection of the Demon Sect's human luck in his hand, he once again sensed the situation in the place where the Demon Sect's luck was at its peak dozens of miles away.

After all, it cannot be compared with the Nine Cauldrons of Jiangnan.

It was not until the range of several dozen miles that the Golden Tiger King Seal had such ability.

Li Guanyi glanced at Yaoguang and sat beside the girl at ease. However, as soon as he realized what was going on, he heard a violent voice. This voice seemed to come from an old man, saying:
"Why, why is that fisherman from more than ten years ago here again?!!!"

He seemed extremely angry and unwilling, pacing back and forth, cursing something.

A clear voice asked, "Dharma Protector Heavenly King, what should we do?"

"What should we do? Ha, the legend of martial arts is here, what can we do?"

The old man seemed to be extremely angry as well, and said, "What should we do? Humph, we will just go our separate ways. In just a few days, he has demolished more than a dozen of our bases. All the nobles in the city are running away."

"Those people were blessed by the Holy Church in the past. Their children's inner strength was all granted by the Holy Church. But now that the whale fishermen have come, they all have various reasons to leave."

"What can we do?"

The old man raised his hand, then looked into the distance. With his skill, he could feel a targeted aura that had locked onto him from hundreds of miles away. This method was similar to the one used by the sword maniac Murong Longtu against the Yin-Yang Rotating Sect that day.

Don't act rashly.

If you act rashly, you will be struck by the wrath of thunder.

If you stay here, you still have the city formation and many backup plans. If you leave, there is a vast desert with yellow sand all over the world. You don't have to worry about the legends of martial arts. If you are attacked by a fatal blow, you will be in danger of death.

The old man said to himself: "Legends of the Jianghu..."

"What a martial arts legend!"

Saint Long Han'er had a complicated expression: "But, the luck that my Saint Church has accumulated over the past three hundred years..."

The old man with extremely broad shoulders, a bald head, and Western-style tattoos was a bit irritable. He told Xiao Yuxue that day that there was no need to change the luck of this place, and he was not afraid even if her old lover came.

It was just boasting that day!
But now, the fisherman has really come...

At this moment, one of the four guardian kings of the Demon Sect didn't know what to do.

He paced back and forth: "I should have killed that girl with a single blow that day. A dead weapon is a better weapon. What's the point of being ruthless and desireless? But now, things are happening one after another. It's troublesome, troublesome!"

"Forget it, forget it. Just think of it as me sitting back on the shit I spit out."

"We were told not to move back then, but now we have to move!"

“Saintess, go get some people over here. Those nobles ran fast. Tell the rest to come here quickly. Otherwise, under the Three Lives Drum, the Soul-Breaking Grass can either teach them skills or take their lives. If they don’t come in a moment, their internal organs will be shattered into pieces!”

Soon he used his unique skills and rushed to the secret place. Looking at the large formation there, these large formations were related to a part of the [weapon] and were one of the three formation centers of heaven, earth and man.

Grandeur and tyranny are most of the human fortune accumulated by the Demon Sect over hundreds of years.

There are stone sculptures all around, representing the large and small bases of the Demon Sect near this core secret realm, as well as the statues that condense the luck in those large and small bases.

The formations are connected, the qi is in harmony, so there will be changes in other places.

You can know it immediately here.

Looking at it now, the large piece of stone sculpture on the left side has become dim, indicating that it has been pulled out by the fisherman. However, human destiny cannot be tempered, and the fisherman can do nothing about it.

Ji Zongcheng said to himself, "I have to take them away. Even if it costs me some luck, it's better than having them all taken away by the fisherman. It's useless for that old man to have these things. It's a sheer waste if he takes them."

"He is not a hero of the world, nor is he the overlord of a new land. Human luck is useless to him, and there is no way to refine it..."

"There are no more than three people in the world who have lofty ambitions, the ability to handle things, and the will to be humane. What use is there for him to use this thing?"

"But I don't believe he can find one so easily."

Ji Zongcheng said to the Saintess of the Demon Sect, Long Han'er, who was standing beside him: "After that, you should pull out these statues of luck and then retreat quickly. Although this will inevitably cause a considerable amount of luck to flow, there is nothing you can do about it."

Long Haner asked, "Aren't you going with us, Heavenly King?"

The old man laughed: "Leave?"

"The divine power of Diaoyu has locked onto me from afar. If I leave this city, I'm afraid a huge battle formation will come down upon me. Besides, you should know what happened to those who avoided the battle more than a decade ago if you have read the Holy Church files."

"My grandson, son, and daughter-in-law were all killed by that fisherman."

"Since this has fallen on my head, I won't leave!"

"I will use this great formation to mobilize the remaining human luck here and try to see if this martial arts legend is really true and cannot be made an enemy!"

Ji Zongcheng has a majestic aura and the bold and heroic spirit of a martial arts master.

He has abilities that he is proud of. He is over two hundred years old. Because of his special method of seizing the luck and turning it into flesh and blood, his lifespan is about the same as that of the sword maniac.

After the sect met with an accident that year, he used to travel the world with a sword on his back. He had also seen the sword maniac at his peak, wielding a sword to challenge all the sword sects in the world. He had also seen Gongyang Suwang being invincible and the Xue family's divine archery sweeping the area.

He had fought with them all before, although he was defeated by Sword Maniac and Su Wang.

But he fought the tiger from the Xue family on equal terms.

Now, he has been practicing in seclusion for another sixty years and has achieved great success. This time, he has given up the idea of ​​​​living and only has the determination to fight to the death. With the help of the Demon Sect's formation, he can mobilize the destiny of humanity and use the people in the city as pawns to contain the whale fishermen. He may not be without the ability to fight!
Ji Zongcheng looked at his palm and said to himself: "Even if I die, I will give it a try to see how bold the so-called martial arts legend is. However, since I will die, I will not give you any benefits."

"This formation sealed a part of the girl's seven emotions and six desires, so it can keep functioning. Now, I will destroy the charm of this formation first, and then see if you can piece it back together later!"

Ji Zongcheng is not the kind of person who would keep an antidote for someone who has been poisoned.

He has always believed in either not doing it or doing it to the extreme.

But at this moment, the old man suddenly realized something was wrong.

There was a faint sound.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he slowly turned around and looked at the statues that had not yet been taken out. One of the statues had tiny cracks on it, and then it slowly shattered as he watched.

"The leader of the formation hasn't even been taken down yet, so who could have drained the luck out of the statue?"

Ji Zongcheng suddenly realized something and became furious: "Who are you, you dare to come to my holy church and act so recklessly? Come out now!!!"

With his tremendous internal energy, he was indeed overbearing and powerful. He chopped over there, and the aura behind him transformed into a nine-headed giant snake, which was ferocious and terrifying, and exuded a power that seemed to burn the world to ashes.

Luck? !
"These are all the people of my holy religion, the flesh and blood of my holy religion."

"Who are you to rob the servants of my holy religion? Their lives belong to me, not you!"

Dharmadhatu——Xiangliu!
The statue suddenly dispersed. Li Guanyi had heard the old man's purpose and means before, which caused ripples, but he was noticed. At this moment, he tightly grasped the Tiger King Seal, and his luck gathered. The king seal whistled, and he used the luck of the Demon Sect to gather the method of the primordial spirit.

Similar to the method Xiao Yuxue used that day.

A low tiger roar sounded, and Xiangliu's Dharma image moved distortedly. Ji Zongcheng made a move, but saw ripples in the void, and a figure gathered and walked out slowly. Li Guanyi felt the royal seal shaking continuously.

It seemed that the words 'all the people in the Western Regions are slaves of my Holy Church' had angered the remaining aura within the Golden King Seal. A rage of a tyrant rose up. Li Guanyi's heart moved slightly, and he mobilized his luck along with this domineering momentum.

The sleeves of the body with gathered luck rolled up and turned into an ink-colored robe. The white tiger took a slow step. In the Demon Sect's land, the luck of the Demon Sect that had been accumulated for hundreds of years actually began to riot naturally, and then broke away from the stone sculpture and flew directly towards Li Guanyi's body that was manifested at this moment.

The luck of the Western Regions comes naturally?!
Who is this person with such reputation? !
Ji Zongcheng's face froze.

Amid the roar of the tiger, a figure wearing a black robe with a tiger beside him appeared in front of Ji Zongcheng. The body of one of the four guardian kings of the Demon Sect who had lived for more than 200 years slowly solidified, and the memories of his childhood appeared like a nightmare.

"…………!!!"

“Tuyuhun?!”

Li Guanyi borrowed the Golden King Seal, just like the Jiangnan Nine Cauldrons before, and manifested a similar Dharma posture in this place where luck converges. Ji Zongcheng turned pale in an instant. Li Guanyi raised his eyes and said, "Wrong."

He raised his hand to grasp the void, slowly drew his sword, mobilized the human luck in the Golden King Seal, and directly engulfed the human luck that was stirring like a dragon in the Demon Sect's secret realm. He held the sword and slashed fiercely -

Temperament changes due to the characteristics of the Golden King Seal.

From being gentle and calm, he changes into being domineering, arrogant and insolent.

The sound was like a tiger's roar.

With one knife, he chopped towards Ji Zongcheng!
Indifferently said:
"Kneel down!!!"

(End of this chapter)