After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

A moment later, a startled cry suddenly rang out from deep within the central army camp. "Hurry... hurry, someone, there's an assassin... the guardian is missing~"

Then torches were lit everywhere, shouts were heard throughout the camp, and patrol soldiers ran around to investigate.

After a short while, dozens of demons and evil masters gathered in the tent, their faces filled with horror and doubt.

A huge pit appeared in the tent. At the bottom of the pit was a human-shaped imprint, with fragments of a magic sword scattered around it.

It was obviously caused by a heavy blow.

But the problem is that no one heard the sound just now, they just felt the ground shaking slightly.

There were seven or eight monsters lying in the tent, all with silly smiles on their faces, drooling everywhere. I don’t know what kind of dream they were in, and they haven’t woken up yet.

"He is proficient in soundproofing, heavy hitting, and illusion. If it was done by one person, he must be a top master." An old man in green clothes among the monsters analyzed.

No one said anything because it was obvious. The problem now was that the protector was in great danger. What should they do?

Should we continue to hold on and wait for help, or should we run away quickly?

Soon there was a lot of discussion in the tent.

Instinctively, many people turned their eyes to Yu Balang.

After the losses during the day and at night, Yu Balang is now the strongest in the entire army.

The loss of soldiers was negligible, but the loss of experts was tragic.

"Don't...don't look at me. I...I...am just a...stutterer. I don't...know anything. Everything is decided by...by the master." When Yu Balang saw the looks in everyone's eyes, he quickly shrank his neck and stuttered.

He finally understood that whoever took the lead in this game would die. If no one took the lead, the leader would die.

After living for decades, Yu Balang felt for the first time that stuttering was not a bad thing.

God closed a door but opened a window, otherwise I would have died several times.

Go back and try every possible way to conceal your strength. If that doesn't work, just run away secretly.

Although it is easy to miss opportunities by "living alone", it will prolong your life.

Whoever wants to take the lead can do so.

Seeing this, everyone could only turn their eyes to the old man in green.

The master that Yu Balang mentioned was this old man in blue.

He is on the side of the Holy Lord, with not much strength but high qualifications; while Protector Yan is on the side of the Sect Leader. The two of them are not in harmony with each other, and Protector Yan suppresses him openly and secretly. He is often not allowed to enter the tent when meetings are held. He has the title of military advisor but has been doing odd jobs all the time.

When the old man in green heard that Yu Balang had backed down and expressed his support for him, he was slightly stunned. Then his eyes lit up like a kryptonite dog's eyes. His face showed greed for power. He smiled and said, "Yu Balang is too modest~"

"No, no, no... I'm not being modest. Master... Master... tell me... tell me what... what to do, just... just... what to do." Yu Balang waved his hands like a fan and took a step back.

Seeing this, the old man in green robes' eyes grew even greedier. After a moment's hesitation, he quickly bowed and said, "Everyone, I am a humble and mediocre man, but fortunately, the Holy Lord has favored me and appointed me as the Central Army Advisor. Now that the three armies are leaderless, they urgently need someone to take charge of affairs. Thanks to Yu Balang's recommendation, I would like to offer myself to temporarily take over the position of Protector General. What do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other, and many people had expressions of surprise on their faces.

This... self-recommendation is indeed quite shameless.

When it comes to getting to the top, even the most shameless person still needs to give three persuasions.

The so-called three persuasions means letting others persuade you to take the position, then you refuse, then you are persuaded again, then you refuse again, then persuaded again, and finally you take the position reluctantly.

You look so impatient and your eating habits are so ugly.

But no matter how much he complained in his heart, no one spoke out to oppose him. He was indeed the most senior in the sect. As for the evil masters, Yu Balang had made his position clear.

Just accept it with your nose pinched.

Thus, the old man in green successfully took the position.

Temporarily acting as the Protector General.

The first order he issued was to move all the things in the central military tent, except the golden tent, into his own tent, and to take in a dozen beautiful saint ladies who were accompanying the army in the tent.

He then issued a second order, ordering the entire army to withdraw their camps, strengthen patrols, and hold their ground waiting for reinforcements.

Reinforcements...are on their way on horseback.

Seeing this, Yu Balang, who had packed his bag and was ready to run away, put it down again.

……

"Boom."

In the crematorium, Qin He threw Protector Yan's body directly onto the crematorium.

I was quite satisfied with the trip out. The old monster had been practicing Taoism for more than fifty years and was almost reaching the peak of internal strength.

The key lies in this person's identity—one of the founding fathers of the Lotus Sect's Wenxiang School.

Should be able to burn something good.

The Lotus Sect is a framework that contains everything. There are many factions inside, including the Golden Cicada, Wuwei, Fahua, Maitreya, Jingkong, Wenxiang, Mahayana, Luodao, Wusheng Laomu, Secret Society, Tantra, Amitabha and other sects.

Each faction has its own power, territory, and halls, and the Holy Lord Xu Hong is only the strongest of the "Mother of No Birth" faction.

The Wenxiang Sect is the second most powerful force after the Wusheng Laomu Sect.

This Dharma Protector Yan is the elder of the Wenxiang Sect.

During the fight, Qin He shoveled the man and his weapon into the ground with a shovel. His skin and flesh were all intact, but his tendons, bones and internal organs had turned into a mess, so there was no need to clean the body.

Light the coal, pour some kerosene on it, cover your bed with the blanket, and go to sleep.

Burn slowly, don't rush.

If you can’t finish burning it, continue burning it tomorrow.

It’s finished, I’ll continue tomorrow.

It’s just so Buddhist, it’s just so indifferent.