PFC Chapter 53 Soldiers out for 3 days, bursting into a strong army
Chapter 53 Soldiers out for 3 days, bursting into a strong army
When Beiming left the customs, Shi Yun had only prepared his army for three days, and had set off not long ago.
Sighing at the power of the Chaos Clock, Bei Ming did not seek to be fast, but still fought steadily.
It takes three days to conquer, the rear must be peaceful, and the Yinyue Palace and Nantian Palace also need some time.
As for Donghua Palace and Xishuo Palace, without the Immortal Emperor Zhanggong, they would be a dish that could be served with wine at any time, so why should Beiming be in a hurry?
"Golden Dragon Guard!"
"exist!"
With Bei Ming's abrupt opening, the hundreds of thousands of Jin Longwei, who had been sitting cross-legged on the spot, immediately recuperated and stood up without the slightest hesitation.
"This emperor grants you a chance to practice with this emperor's magic weapon for a while!"
As he said that, Beiming's mind moved, and the Chaos Clock immediately burst into light, becoming huge, and standing on the core of the formation.
The deep hole at the bottom of the bell completely enveloped the hundred thousand Golden Dragon Guards.
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty!"
The hundred thousand Golden Dragon Guards spoke out in unison again, and then jumped up directly, heading towards the world inside the bell.
When the army entered, Bei Ming smiled slightly, and when his mind moved again, the Chaos Clock became smaller and returned to the top of his head.
The one hundred thousand Golden Dragon Guards are all Luo Tianshangxian's cultivation base, which come from the system, needless to say the talent and the skills they cultivated.
However, in Beiming's view, they seem to be carved out of the same mold, and their thinking is relatively single. I am afraid that they are limited by certain rules, laws, and principles, and their upper limit is limited.
If not, once one hundred thousand supreme immortals, quasi-sages, or even one hundred thousand saints come out, wouldn't Bei Ming sweep the heavens?
"System, here is a hundred consecutive lottery!"
Beiming rarely has free time, and there are still a lot of check-ins left, and he has not used it once after returning to the palace.
【Ding!The host signed in successfully and got ten pieces of Lingzhen Drunken Fairy Fruit.]
【Ding!Host signed in successfully.]
【Ding】
【Ding!The host signed in successfully, and won ten dragon warriors. Due to the rules of immortal luck, the host is lucky to trigger double rewards, and the multiple is random]
【Ding!Congratulations to the host, you have won ten thousand dragon warriors]
【Ding】
Beiming didn't care about what came out later, and exploded again, which was what he was most concerned about as an emperor.
Looking at the system, everything became clear in an instant, and Bei Ming was unconsciously overjoyed.
"It turned out to be ten thousand late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal generals. Counting their mounts, they are [-] late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortals."
I can't blame Beiming for being so happy.
With Beiming's current background and the treasures such as the Chaos Clock, as long as Beiming meditates, he can train these ten thousand generals and their mounts to Daluo Jinxian in minutes.
What is the concept of a strong man forming an army in the early days of Ten Thousand Da Luo Jinxian?
Bei Ming dared to say that even if he didn't use the treasures, it would be difficult to take them down in a short time.
Moreover, every warrior has a mount with the same level of cultivation to help, plus they all have innate Lingbao-level weapons.
"This emperor is just on the occasion of employing people, so it's good to come!"
While speaking, Beiming summoned the Chaos Clock to fly up, and at the same time summoned the ten thousand generals from the system space.
As soon as the ten thousand people came out, the space at the core of the formation suddenly seemed extremely crowded, just because the ten thousand long dragons were so mighty.
It is not the same as before, nor is it the same as this world. These ten thousand dragons are all made of antlers, camel heads, rabbit eyes, cow ears, snake necks, mirage bellies, fish scales, eagle claws, and tiger paws.
Although the colors of the dragons are different, they are all the images of Chinese dragons with a length of one thousand meters. Moreover, this is probably because they deliberately controlled the size of their bodies.
And the warriors standing proudly on top of the dragon's head are even more majestic.
Wearing a dark golden battle armor similar to the Beiming Emperor's robe, Lie Lie's blood-red cloak is automatic without wind.
Hanging from his waist was a saber that was obviously of the innate spirit treasure level, and in his hand was a sharp black-tasseled spear of the innate spirit treasure level, and his whole body exuded terrifying fighting intent, killing intent, and a strong bloody aura.
Anyone who sees them for the first time will have an illusion that these people seem to have just returned from the battlefield and have killed countless enemies.
"Shenlong Warlord pays homage to His Majesty!"
"Ow"
When the ten thousand warriors opened their mouths, the ten thousand dragons also raised their heads to the sky and groaned, with such momentum that the space in the formation fluctuated for a while.
"Okay, what a dragon warrior, this emperor is satisfied, very satisfied, come on, let's all enter this emperor's magic weapon, and see if you can break through to Daluo Jinxian or even higher!"
"Yes, thank you Your Majesty for your grace!"
In response, the ten thousand long dragons meandered and sank into the space at the bottom of the bell.
When the Chaos Clock returned to the top of Bei Ming's head, Bei Ming's mood was obviously not calmed down, and the sound of system sign-in continued.
Beiming is in a good mood, and after the hundred consecutive signings are completed, his thoughts will move again immediately.
"Come again, another hundred consecutive lottery!"
【Ding!Host signed in successfully.]
【Ding】
The sound of the system sounded again. Although Bei Ming was full of expectations, he was not as eagerly looking forward to it as before.
After a while, a voice stunned Bei Ming in place again, and then his face was full of surprise.
【Ding!The host signed in successfully, and won the hundred names of the ancient Styx army. Due to the rules of immortal luck, the host is lucky to trigger double rewards, and the multiple is random]
【Ding!Congratulations to the host, you have won a million names from the ancient Styx army.]
【Ding】
Bei Ming couldn't hear anything that happened next.
Beiming is very clear about what Styx is.
After the Beiming Palace was restored to its ancient glory, the long river that traversed the east and west of the Beiming Palace and its branches wrapped around the Beiming Palace was the Styx River.
There is a record in the Beiming Xiandian: There is water in Beiming, its color is dark and dark, so it is called Mingshui, and it confluences and gallops, which is the Minghe River.The water of the Styx River is heavy, and nothing can sink; the water of the Styx River is evil, and nothing can be eroded; the water of the Styx River is dark, and nothing can be crossed.
The Styx River divides the Beiming Palace into two halves, and also divides it into two halves.
The main river runs through the east and west, dividing the Beiming Palace into two halves, usually four palaces.
The branches surround the center of the Beiming Palace and flow to the depths of the Beiming Palace without knowing the end.
The sky above the Styx River is not allowed, and no boats can be supported in the Styx River. There are only a few huge bridges connecting the various palaces.
If you enter it unintentionally or fall into the water accidentally, except for Beiming himself, you will almost certainly die, unless the cultivator above Taiyi who is protected by the innate spirit treasure may survive.
And the Styx River Immortal Army is the most important and powerful army in the ancient Beiming Palace. It was born on the basis of the Styx River, specializing in the rules of Mingshui, and was in charge of the defense of the palaces of the Beiming Palace.
Not to mention how well they cultivated, just saying that they practice the rules of Mingshui, and being in the river of Mingshui, it will definitely not be easy.
Excited, Bei Ming looked at the system space with one thought, and with another thought, a million-strong army lined up in front of him.
A jet-black armor that looks extremely thick, a jet-black full-face demon helmet, a jet-black shield with sharp and sharp thorns, a jet-black long spear of the innate spirit treasure level, and a head that looks more like a sea monster A pitch-black monstrous beast resembling a crocodile
The Styx Army looked more like a demon army, exuding a thick, cold, and terrifying aura.
And their cultivation bases are also very powerful, and they are all in the realm of heaven and heaven.
The strong army of the ancient Beiming Palace is really extraordinary!
"Oh!"
The sound of the collision of millions of spears and shields resounded in the formation. This is the unique way of greeting the Styx Immortal Army.
It was the first time Bei Ming saw it in such a way.
But Bei Ming likes this silent and thick way of greeting with a sense of security.
People don't talk harshly, but that's the case with the Styx Army!
"The glory of the ancient Beiming Palace has just been reappeared, and you will return by taking advantage of the situation. This emperor is really happy. Where is the commander of the Styx Army?"
"boom!"
As soon as Beiming said a word, a person in the middle of the front of the army stepped out suddenly, even his mount followed suit, looking like the same person.
Looking at his beast-like body and feeling the wild aura of his early Da Luo Jinxian, Bei Ming couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Bring the army back to the throne, and the safety of the palaces of the Northern Ming Palace will be entrusted to you!"
While speaking, a passage leading directly to the Styx River appeared, and the breath of the Styx River instantly poured into the formation.
"Oh!"
Gun shields collided in response.
Then the man turned around and stepped on the mount, holding up the spear in his hand, the army moved in unison, and also stepped on their respective mounts.
Afterwards, the army of millions moved rumblingly, entered the passage in an orderly manner, and entered the Styx River.
For a moment, Beiming only felt that the breath of Beiming Palace was different, and it seemed that there was a more mysterious and obscure power than luck that was slowly gathering on him.
"This is... Xianyun!?"