Patrol Captain

"You jinx! That guy really came!"

Old Ghost's shrill voice became rapid with shock and anger, and his face turned ashen.

"You must quickly take command of the troops and buy me time to activate the great formation."

"I will make him understand the consequences."

After saying this, the powerful ghost cultivator billowed his black robe and waved his hand at the two Dragon and Tiger Generals standing in front of him without saying another word.

A strong wind arose, and the two Northern Liang generals' expressions changed drastically. Before they could react, their bodies were sent flying backward. The light and shadow receded, and they saw the old ghost quickly disappear into the darkness. It seemed as if the two of them had been thrown out from the depths of the dark earth and landed outside the door.

"boom"

The vermilion gate closed, and a thick fog quickly enveloped it from all directions, obscuring its presence completely.

As soon as Lu and Sun, the two Dragon and Tiger Generals, stood still, countless sharp voices surged into their ears.

The sounds of whistles, gongs, shouts, and neighing horses mingled together, creating a cacophony that was deafening. The entire camp, shrouded in thick fog, descended into chaos.

Then came the earth-shaking tremors.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

The two divine generals felt the ground shaking more and more violently beneath their feet, and their pupils suddenly contracted—it was the sound of footsteps.

A colossal creature is rapidly approaching from the south!
A terrifying figure surfaced in their memories, filling them with fear and causing their expressions to change drastically as they soared into the sky.

"Lead the troops into battle formation to buy time for the old devil!"

The two divine generals immediately erupted with soaring divine light, and their figures swayed, revealing mountain-like forms.

One figure, about a hundred feet tall, rode a green-eyed black tiger, with a yellow face and a bushy beard. His armor was dark yellow, and the golden bell at his waist had transformed into a golden bell, hanging above his head, radiating golden light. The Dragon-Tiger General surnamed Lu rose into the sky, his body engulfed in flames, his face red and his eyes blazing with anger. He held a fire dragon blade, its blade wreathed in crimson flames.

The two swiftly stepped into the air, parting the mist, and rushed above the camp, roaring...

"Scatter! Scatter!"

"The left and right camps disperse and hide on both flanks. The Thunder, Wind, and Fire camps form a formation and cast spells."

After roaring, the two Dragon-Tiger Generals' eyes flashed with a sharp light, their brows furrowed in anger, as they gazed southeast. From there, shrouded in thick mist, a terrifying aura surged like a tide, and they shouted...

"go with!"

The divine general surnamed Lu wielded the Fire Dragon Blade with both hands and slashed fiercely in that direction. A line of fire, moving like a dragon, transformed into a hundred-foot-long fire dragon, tearing through the smoke and the pitch-black night.

The divine general surnamed Sun had a golden bell on his head that shot into the sky, striking out with a clang and creating golden ripples. These ripples transformed into golden snakes that disappeared into the mist.

In the misty world, fire dragons and golden snakes, like fireflies illuminating the night, darted through the chaos, their target pointing directly southeast. For dozens of miles, the dark forests trembled violently, and the enormous footsteps drew near.

But the next second, the mist suddenly churned, as if a giant palm print formed from the mist was about to strike.

The void surged, and a powerful wind, like a tidal wave, suddenly exploded.

Before the fire dragon and golden snake could even get close, they were suddenly stopped by the powerful wind pressure. Then, as if the wind was cutting their bodies, their scales turned into sparks and golden light, rolling backward. In the blink of an eye, they were completely stripped away, leaving no trace.

Behind them, the sea of ​​fog was blasted into a vacuum several miles wide by the power of this palm strike, and visibility was suddenly clear.

Then, with a loud clang, a pair of enormous, menacing golden eyes, as clear as the sun, appeared deep within the mist.

In an instant, the mist suddenly boiled, as if a terrifying monster had been resurrected from within it. The mist rolled and surged forward, and a majestic figure that made one's breath catch in its breath stepped out from the viscous, liquid-like ghostly mist.

The mist was like a brush, and with each stroke, a gigantic face appeared, as furious as a Vajra, with eyes like gold and a single golden vertical line between its brows. That face was larger than a mountain.

Its light was dazzling, its divine might was like a prison, and its large eyes pierced through this ghostly realm. It held a giant spear in its hand, like a fierce god descending to earth.

Chen Yuan, with a body that resembles the heavens and the earth, charged into the enemy's lair.

This eerie, ghostly mist, though it bewitches the mind and contains deadly poison, cannot stop him.

The Northern Liang assassins, like moths to a flame, attempted to commit a bloodbath in Qingshan County. Since their army refused to retreat, they were already courting death.

His third eye pierced through the thick ghostly mist, traversing dozens of miles, and looked at the Northern Liang troops hidden in the deep valley, his golden eyes flashing with a fierce light.

At this moment, the ghostly mist surrounding him seemed to gain sentience, rapidly converging on his location from all directions. The eerie wind howled, and strands of mist coalesced into patches, like man-eating snakes, enveloping and entwining him in the void.

Chen Yuan opened his mouth wide and roared, unleashing a powerful aura that caused the surging ghostly mist within a radius of several miles to explode and churn.

With this startling roar, a fierce wind arose, and the sea of ​​fog suddenly boiled. The fog surged forward like a tidal wave, crashing against the sky. The forests below exploded with a series of bangs, and sand and dust shot into the sky. The wind swept up the yellow sand, turning it into wind blades that shrieked through the air, tearing the ghostly fog in front of them to shreds.

The scene was terrifying!
In the midst of this, Chen Yuan wielded his spear with the force of wind and thunder, the tip of which drew upon lightning and lightning. With a flick of his wrist, the spear flew away with the wind, like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the sky and hurtling towards the Northern Liang camp!

Its overwhelming power was like divine punishment!
"not good!"

Above the Northern Liang camp, Generals Lu and Sun saw the holy soldier approaching. The soldier's imposing presence made their throats tighten and their hearts pound.

"Unleash the Royal Weapon!"

One of the two quickly struck towards the sky, and a golden light shot into the heavens. Then, a dragon's roar resounded, and a large golden seal flew out fiercely, expanding in the wind to become an acre in circumference. Within it, a dragon's roar shook the universe, and a royal aura surged forth, breaking through a golden light barrier to meet the spear that was tearing through the sky!
This object is none other than the Royal Seal of Xiao Zhongtian, the King of Northern Liang, forged to suppress the destiny of Northern Liang. It is held by these two divine generals for two reasons: first, to use this object to deceive the heavens and make people believe that the King of Liang is personally leading the expedition; second, to draw upon the destiny of Northern Liang, enabling it to exert its maximum power in this place and guard the region.

As soon as the Great Seal of the Kingly Way was unleashed, the two Dragon and Tiger Gods jointly blessed it, their divine forms tense, their brows furrowed, and their hands shaking wildly.

"Rise!" *Boom!*

The surrounding barren mountains suddenly shook, and one after another, low hills rose up from the ground with a rumble. There were about ten hills, each a hundred feet or so, which were moved violently and shot towards the three-pointed double-edged spear that flew like lightning.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

In the blink of an eye, the great spear swept across the mountains, shattering them one by one, before crashing into the powerful seal of the King's Way, a symbol of immense fortune.

"when!"

Mars collided with Earth, the two crashing together with a deafening roar.

However, when the King of Beiliang himself held this seal, he lost face in front of Chen Yuan and fled in a sorry state. Now, with only two Dragon Tiger Generals, what kind of trouble can they stir up?

Although the spear's speed decreased, it still pressed down on the King's Seal with an overwhelming force, causing it to plummet downwards.

Below, the two dragon and tiger generals who were supporting the great seal suddenly trembled, and a tremendous force came from their arms. They were in excruciating pain and groaned. Their mountain-like Dharma images were as if they were being pressed down from the sky by a giant mountain, and they fell directly to the camp below.

The ground collapsed with a series of thuds, and people and horses within a hundred feet were thrown about, their legs sinking into the ground. The two men were bent over by the immense force, like two mountain-moving gods carrying mountains on their backs, unable to bear the weight. They gritted their teeth, their veins bulging, and let out a roar of unwillingness.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, the vast ghostly mist transformed into a large gray hand, forcefully lifting the descending King's Seal and preventing it from falling any further, but that was all.

The two dragon-tiger generals, who had just unleashed the Kingly Seal, were forced to kneel with their heads bowed, unable to lift them, by the pressure of the three-pointed double-edged spear.

At this moment, the entire camp, with its 100,000 troops, quickly formed ranks and arrayed themselves. Even though the terrifying figure on the horizon pressed down on the heavens and earth, making it hard to breathe, the 100,000 elite soldiers and warriors, their blood and qi condensed into one, could burn mountains and boil seas when they moved. It was not simply a matter of numbers piling up. The troops and their camps, combined with the baleful aura of the battle formation, could shake the heavens and earth.

The neighing of horses tore through the darkness, and the clashing of armor swept across the land like endless spring thunder, tearing open the stagnant atmosphere.

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers, like torrents of steel, roared and formed ranks, marching across mountains and valleys. Their battle flags billowed in the sky, quickly spreading out and shooting across the mountains and fields surrounding the camp. Clearly, they were well-trained, and the reputation of the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry was well-deserved.

"It's too late! Wind and thunder shake Dui, Qiankun Kanli, stop him!" The Dragon-Tiger God General, who was being suppressed, tried to raise his head and roared, his voice echoing across the vast wilderness.

It was clearly visible that the mountain-like Dharma image forcefully broke through the seemingly sentient ghost realm and strode towards them, each step covering several miles.

As soon as the order was given, the tens of thousands of soldiers of Beiliang who were still arranging their troops could only hastily prepare for battle. The enormous figure that was as tall as the heavens and the earth was enough to suffocate everyone.

Shouts erupted from the mist: "Form ranks!"

"Formation!"

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In the northwest, thousands of Northern Liang soldiers of the Thunder Battalion unleashed lightning-summoning flags, channeling their inner energy to condense thousands of silver lightning bolts, each ten feet long, onto the flags. These lightning bolts intertwined like a net, resembling dragons and snakes. At the command of the Thousand-Army Captain, "Thunderbolt! Unleash a thunderous roar!" his men unleashed a barrage of lightning bolts towards the massive figure emerging from the mist. In an instant, thunder roared like a stampede of horses, and silver lightning tore through the darkness, flashing and striking the distant horizon.

In the southwest of Kun position, the soldiers of the Earth Guard Camp were like countless monkeys, scattered among the mountains, climbing mountains and crossing valleys. With their hands on the rocks, the mountains and forests suddenly cracked open, and countless burning rocks broke out of the ground, shooting into the night like meteors. The flint streaked across the night sky, trailing crimson tails, spreading out a sea of ​​fire, dyeing the long night red.

In the southeast, the vanguard of the Wind Camp took the lead, each wielding a jade disc-shaped magical artifact. Their figures moved like the wind, transforming into streaks of azure light as they rushed towards the mist ahead. Then, a great wind arose, and a gale swept across the heavens and earth. For miles ahead, countless thin, pale azure wind pillars rose up, densely packed, intertwining and merging, quickly forming enormous swirling tornadoes that rose into the sky. The wind was like sharp blades, whipping up sand and stones, making the void howl, and heading straight for the "fierce god" to annihilate it.

"Thunder is the force of lightning, a thunderous strike!"

"The wind represents Xun, which is ever-changing and unpredictable; when the wind rises!"

"Li represents fire, and fire is fueled by the wind; Li represents fire!"

Thunder, fire, and wind blades intertwined to form an overwhelming attack net, tearing the misty world to shreds and sweeping towards the direction Chen Yuan had come from. The essence of heaven and earth suddenly boiled, and light and shadow intertwined.

These massive armies were clearly divided into divisions of labor, well-equipped with weapons, and their formations, based on the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams, resembled celestial warriors performing magic. Even in a hasty response, tens of thousands of armored soldiers, gathered together, created an overwhelming sense of being engulfed by a torrent, with even the void itself shattered.

Twenty miles away, Chen Yuan's golden eyes trembled slightly. The power of such a large-scale army formation was more terrifying than he had imagined. He had underestimated it. As the saying goes, all rivers flow into the sea, and quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Even an ordinary Martial Saint would have a few whiskers torn off if he withstood a single blow from this army formation. It would not be easy for him.

Moreover, the place is filled with ghostly mist, which is secretly controlled by someone to hinder his actions.

He let out a cold snort, his shout like thunder, followed by a sudden dragon roar. The scales on the True Dragon Armor emitted a five-colored divine light, then flew out like leaves, expanding in the wind to form a barrier. A golden dragon emerged, stretching across the sky, baring its fangs and claws, tearing towards the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning ahead.

“yin”

The dragon's body transformed into a barrier, its claws tore through pillars of wind, and the surrounding void was filled with a fiery wind. Then, its third eye between its brows suddenly ripped open, rolling and shining into the depths of the ghostly mist, revealing a strange mansion within.

There was a martial arts master hidden inside. His aura was somewhat familiar, but he wasn't sure. He wanted to see which "acquaintance" it was!
"chi"

A beam of divine light suddenly shot out from within, hurtling towards the strange mansion at an extremely fast speed.

But then, dozens of miles away, the mansion hidden in the mist was illuminated, and a sound of surprise and anger came from inside.

Then, the vermilion gate opened, and a scroll flew out from it, unfurling in the wind. Inside, a large-headed, thin-bodied, blue-faced demon with fangs and wide-open eyes appeared, swelling in the wind and opening its blood-red maw to swallow the golden light whole. It even showed a satisfied look and let out a strange, cacophony laugh.

But soon, the demon's shrill laughter came to an abrupt end.

Golden light burst forth from the body of the blue-faced, hungry ghost, and beams of golden light shot out from its belly, piercing its body like a sieve. In an instant, it vanished into nothingness.

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Yuan, who was watching from a distance, narrowed his eyes.
"I'd like to see who you are, trying to play tricks on me."

After saying that, he waved his arms wildly, shattering all the spiritual light flying from all directions and clearing a space. Then, he tore his arms towards the sky, and a spatial rift spanning more than ten miles appeared, like a silver bottle suddenly breaking and water gushing out. A dazzling silver light burst out from the spatial rift that had spread for more than ten miles, as if tearing open the heavens.

Then, a cluster of buildings descended from the spatial rift, enveloped in a silver light shield, containing menacing armor—the former site of the royal palace.

"Kill them!"

With a sharp shout, Chen Yuan strode forward, a blazing sun rising behind him, casting intense light and dispelling the darkness and mist.

As it ran, its massive body suddenly blurred, transforming into a golden-winged roc. Its wings tore through the rain of attacking light from the military formation, and it pounced straight towards the mansion deep within, moving with lightning speed! (End of Chapter)