Transmigration begins with archery training

Xiao Zheng asked curiously, "My lord, but today there is neither thunder nor fog."

There's a saying.

It's said, "When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when luck turns, even heroes are powerless!"

"Barbarians are brutal! They slaughter living beings! They defy the heavens and earth, and cannot be tolerated by them!"

"Therefore, Heaven and Earth will lend their support to my Hongze Camp!"

"Hongze Camp!"

"Array up!"

On the battlefield between the two armies.

Riding a white horse and clad in white robes, he raised his spear high, his voice echoing across the snowy plains, each word like a resounding bell striking the minds of both sides:

"Great Snow Dragon Riders, Heavenly Gate Formation!"

……

Youzhou.

Zhutuo Pass is located in a dangerous area, but the city is not large enough to accommodate too many troops. Therefore, the 100,000-strong barbarian army mostly set up camps according to the terrain to guard all directions.

Under Xu Wencai's command.

In recent days, the Northern Liang army has been advancing steadily, reaching the Huangfeng Valley area.

Beyond this point lies the city of Zhutuo Pass.

After the Northern Liang army entered, they faced being surrounded on all sides, with no way to retreat.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Fan Hailing roared and brandished his long-handled broadsword, taking advantage of the darkness to suddenly launch an attack on the enemy camp.

A figure descended from the sky from within the barbarian camp.

It was none other than the ancient demon cultivator from before.

"You really dare to come here to die?!"

The cultivator let out a cold shout and raised his hand to unleash a flying sword.

"Boom!"

Fan Hailing used all his skills, and his Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) seemed to transform into a lion as it slashed down.

However, in an instant.

The flying sword then slew the lion.

He himself was sent flying backwards like a boulder launched from a catapult.

"And I!"

Pei Tiannan suddenly appeared behind his opponent, dragging a broadsword. True energy surged on the blade like a tsunami. But just as he was about to strike his opponent's head, a red barrier suddenly appeared on the surface of the black-robed cultivator's body. The broadsword broke through the barrier, but the blade was firmly stuck and could not be pushed forward even half an inch. He was immediately caught in a dilemma.

The black-robed cultivator had a terrifying face. His dead-like fingers rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Black poisonous mist flowed from his palm as he slapped it towards him, easily shattering the protective aura.

Pei Tiannan landed heavily from a height of several tens of feet.

There was no time to catch one's breath.

The ancient demon cultivator had already come after him, and the blood-red flying sword was only half an inch away from him. He had no time to react or dodge, and his death was almost certain.

At the critical moment.

"clang--"

A halberd stood firmly in front of him, and a struggle ensued.

"It's you?"

The ancient demon cultivator did not stop. He held the sword in one hand and formed a hand seal with the other. Instantly, the baleful aura on the flying sword surged and began to advance forward, showing a faint tendency to surpass the Fangtian Halberd.

It was at this time.

A series of purple lights shone on the halberd, until they covered the entire weapon, and then they burst forth with unprecedented divine power, directly sending the blood-red flying sword and the ancient demon cultivator flying away.

"you?!"

The ancient demon cultivator unfurled magically conjured wings in mid-air to steady himself, a look of surprise flashing across his face: "He broke through so quickly?!"

The imposing Lü Ji slowly rose to his feet. Surrounded by a purple aura, even his armor shone with a dazzling purple light, and his eyes emitted a mysterious, incense-like energy, making him appear both godlike and demonic.

"The Path of Evil Gods?"

The ancient demon cultivator quickly saw through the deception: "Well, so you know you're no match for us, so you've turned to the path of evil gods? It seems the prisoners in that city have all become your sacrifices. Tsk tsk~ Ten thousand people is no small number. You're quite to our liking."

"You freak! Those barbarian thieves deserve to die!"

Nie Yuan, standing not far away, retorted, "General Lü is only temporarily borrowing the Evil God Path. After this battle, he will continue to cultivate the Righteous God Path!"

"What a joke! I've never heard of anyone who has fallen into the path of evil gods and been able to turn back."

The ancient demon cultivator said with a half-smile, "Your surname is Lü? Fellow Daoist Lü, I admire your style of doing things. Would you like to join my ancient demon clan?"

"You insolent scoundrel!"

Lu Ji's voice boomed like thunder: "I, Lu Ji, am the Marquis of Dasheng, the eldest disciple of Sun Xiangzong. How could I possibly collude with you wicked bastards?! Enough nonsense, prepare to die!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The halberd crashed down with a deafening roar.

While manipulating his flying sword with his sword fingers to parry, the ancient demon cultivator formed another hand seal with his other hand, summoning thorny, crimson vines from the ground that swept out from all directions like demonic snakes.

Lu Ji completely ignored it, only carrying overwhelming killing intent, and repeatedly brought down his halberd containing the power of dragons and elephants. He only had offense in his eyes and no defense.

Behind him, one after another, black iron plates rose up, also radiating the power of incense and fire. They were densely packed like flocks of crows, following the landing point of the halberd and attacking the enemy.

"Incense and ritual implements? There are still ritual implements left behind in this mortal world!"

After the opponent broke through with the help of the Evil God Path, the ancient demon cultivator was already in great difficulty. With the magic weapon out, he could no longer hold on. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of poisonous mist, about to fly into the sky to escape from this place.

However, as soon as he left the ground, a purple demonic claw reached out from the sky-covering black mist and pressed firmly on his shoulder, from which he could not break free no matter what.

He turned around and saw a face that looked like that of an evil god.

"Want to leave now?"

Lu Ji's voice was hoarse, and it seemed to change into someone else's as he spoke: "Too late!"

Finished speaking.

He then pulled the cultivator down from mid-air, slamming him into the ground with a loud crash. The halberd followed in quick succession, and incense and magical artifacts rained down like a storm, only stopping after a dozen breaths.

After the dust settled, what was revealed was a sinkhole more than ten feet deep, inside which was only a pool of flesh.

"A sorcerer is nothing special."

Lu Ji slowly pulled his halberd out of the sinkhole. Thick clumps of blood and flesh still clung to the blade, dripping onto the ground with a "plop plop" sound.

"General Lu!"

"mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

"..."

After witnessing this scene.

The morale of the Northern Liang army soared.

"Follow me, kill—"

"kill!"

The 70,000 Northern Liang soldiers were completely bloodthirsty.

Their numbers were not much different from the more than 100,000 barbarian troops at Zhutuo Pass. In just a few hours, they pushed the battle line forward continuously. At midnight, they marched towards Zhutuo Pass with towering flames.

Behind the city.

Between mountains and forests.

There were five ancient demon cultivators sitting cross-legged.

In the middle of them is the auxiliary array eye that controls the Gate of Life.

"Oh no, Immortal Master!"

A general from the Murong clan stumbled over, shouting, "The front lines can't hold out any longer!"

"What?! Are all you Celestials useless?!"

The ancient demon cultivator Wen Ji said angrily, "They are three mid-stage Transcendent Realm warriors, while you have four and more troops. How can you not stop them?"