Wild God starts the game, I rely on incense to prove my truth to the emperor

"..."

The two True Lords, Han and Zhao, were speechless at this time.

They were willing to follow Su Baotong to attack Yi County because they were attracted by the offerings of more than 100,000 people in Yi County.

After a lot of effort and several Yin gods under his command died, he finally gained a foothold. Now he has to leave in disgrace before he even starts to recruit believers. Who can accept this?

"The Marshal is being irrational. Judging from the current situation, our army is also sure to win!"

Zhao Zhenjun immediately said something poisonous, saying that he must first stabilize Su Baotong.

Seeing this, Han Zhenjun also immediately became alert. "General, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, you must not lightly think of retreating. Otherwise, the morale of the troops will be unstable, and our great advantage will be reversed!"

Hearing this, how could Su Baotong not understand what these two people were thinking.

"I feel miserable too!"

He shouted silently in his heart, then looked at his own defeated army in front of him, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"How about getting that wild god Hongsong to work for you?"

It is known that Willow God is slightly stronger than Sirius King, and Sirius King is slightly stronger than Red Armor.

Then, isn’t Willow God stronger than Red Armor?

After figuring this out, Su Baotong became completely clear-headed.

"Notify everyone and call off the troops!"

With his order, the army immediately returned, closed the city gates, and hung up a sign of no war.

at the same time.

Huaihua Pass.

"Governor, a gentleman wants to see you!"

Tong Wei, who was reading a book, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Mr.? What kind of Mr.?"

"Reporting to the Governor, it's a young man who looks... very honest. As for Mr., he said his name is just Mr.."

"Let him in!"

Soon, a young man in coarse linen clothes was brought in by soldiers.

Tong Wei frowned when he saw him, "Who are you?"

"Master Tong, we haven't seen each other for many years. You have forgotten your origins..." The young man showed a meaningful smile.

"you!"

……

Inside the Daxia army camp in Yi County.

"Lord Liushen, this is really difficult to handle!"

"If it's difficult, why don't you just not do it?!" Wan Zhuliu sneered and was about to leave.

The two undercover agents trembled with fear, especially Hua Gu Zi who stepped forward immediately.

"It's not that we don't want to give you a chance to try, but we are the Yin spirits transformed from the souls of living people. We don't have good bodies and can't eat what you give us!"

Wan Zhuliu grabbed the seeds he had carefully cultivated and felt a little depressed.

He wanted to test the effect of his soul-devouring ability on these two undercover agents, but he didn't expect to encounter this problem.

Almost all the incense and Yin gods he knew had no physical bodies, so how could the seeds be parasitic on them?

He also told his thoughts to the two undercover agents. After all, he had cast a spell, so he was not afraid that they would tell others.

The two thought about it and felt that Hua Gu Zi was quite accomplished in this area, so she immediately offered suggestions.

"Lord Willow God, you want to absorb mana. You don't have to choose Yin Gods. Fairies are also fine. In theory, demonic power is also a kind of mana!"

"Really?"

He had never thought about this. This Hua Gu was indeed a genius.

"I think you could try catching a few goblins. Yi County has no shortage of goblins!"

"Makes sense!"

Wan Zhuliu left quietly. When passing by Su Baotong's tent, he suddenly heard a key word "Liu Shen".

He stopped immediately, cast a spell and started eavesdropping.

Soon, his expression became strange.

He really didn't expect that Su Baotong would suddenly have the idea of ​​going to Hongsong to ask him to repel the enemy.

But it seemed that the two True Lords had some objections to this, and their words were full of dissatisfaction.

"The Marshal is the commander of an army. You must not listen to rumors. If that red pine tree could have produced a True Lord, how could we be in this situation today?"

"Zhao Zhenjun is right. A Divine Palace Zhenjun requires the incense and offerings of tens of thousands of people. How could Hongsong, a small village with only a hundred households, have such a foundation?"

The two of them kept talking back and forth, which made Su Baotong lose his confidence.

"Let me discuss this matter with the Wolf King and make a final decision!"

……

Wan Zhuliu followed the demonic energy all the way. The stronger it was, the more he would go in that direction.

Soon, they arrived at the back mountain of Xuanqing Palace.

And he finally found the source of the evil spirit, which was a dry well.

"With such a strong demonic aura, the demonic power must be high, right?"

He slowly approached the dry well, completely unaware that behind him, a shriveled figure stood there, looking at him with eyes full of greed.

When Wan Zhuliu walked to the top of the dry well and leaned over to look down, he suddenly felt a push on his back.

Pfft!

The next moment, the black armor puppet he possessed fell directly into the dry well.

"Ho ho ho..."

A creepy laugh suddenly rang out, filling the entire forest.

"Finally, I finally got what I was waiting for, a brand new skin!"

Bang!

The withered figure jumped into the dry well the next moment. Suddenly, blood-colored mist rose, rolled around at the mouth of the well, and then turned into a wisp of white smoke.

"What on earth is this thing? It seems to be desperately trying to squeeze into my puppet..."

Above the forest, Wan Zhuliu possessed the golden armored puppet.

In fact, he had already noticed the weirdness in this forest.

There was clearly a demonic aura rising to the sky, but there was also a faint scent of incense.

According to common sense, demons and the power of incense cannot coexist.

But considering that this is Xuanqing Palace, it is understandable.

Xuanqing Palace is the only Taoist temple in Yi County that is treated with courtesy by the county government. It has extremely prosperous incense business, so it is not surprising that it can be absorbed by certain beings.

Therefore, in order to find out what was going on, Wan Zhuliu deliberately planted a seed on the black armor puppet in advance, and then when he approached the wellhead, he used the technique of teleportation to transfer himself to the golden armor puppet on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the thing that was not sure whether it was a demon or a ghost had gradually occupied the black armor puppet.

In order to increase his success rate, Wan Zhuliu also controlled the Xuanjia puppet from a distance, released all restrictions, and allowed it to "take over" safely.

Probably dozens of breaths passed.

Bang!

A red mist gushed out from the wellhead, then slowly dispersed, revealing a figure covered with red lines.

The originally dark blue black armor puppet was now covered with red lines and exuded a strong demonic aura.

Click, click, click!

Following a series of teeth-grinding sounds of joints moving, the mutated red-striped monster let out a roar.

hoohoo!

"Why is there no blood? Why is there no soul? No, no, this is not a human body!"

The next moment, a powerful demonic aura was about to be peeled off from the puppet.

Seeing this, Wan Zhuliu no longer hid and fell from the sky.

"Now that you're in, don't come out!"

"Hmm?" The red-striped monster turned around and stared at Wan Zhuliu. "A god?"

"You have good judgment!"

Wan Zhuliu smiled and nodded, and a lightning net was instantly shot out, completely wrapping up the red-striped monster.

Then, Wan Zhuliu flashed over, raised one hand and grabbed the other person's head.

"Be good, let me try!"

boom!

The next moment, the soul-devouring magical power was activated!