Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1081 Undead Legion
The sound of screams continued to resound throughout the world.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Mo looked at these people indifferently.

It wasn't that he was cold-blooded, but that these monks, since they chose to follow Lian Hong, had to pay the price for Lian Hong's decision.

The last thing Lian Hong should do is to put his ideas on Zhentian Pavilion.

Jiang Mo did not doubt that among the hundreds of monks at the helm of the Northern Territory, there were innocent people, but they still wanted to kill them.

After all, it would take too much time to rule out who are innocent, and Jiang Mo didn't have that much time, so he spent time with them.

Besides, even if there were monks who were opposed to robbing the Void Magic Stone, who could guarantee that they hadn't killed anyone before?

Among the cultivators who have been able to make it this far, which one didn't have blood on their hands and stepped on a pile of bones to get this far?
"Zhentian Pavilion, Jiang Mo, the Chief Steward will definitely avenge us for what happened today!"

"I am the chief rudder of Tianwu Bank, but I am equivalent to a gold-level power, you have to weigh it carefully!"

The current Lian Hong has no defensive power at all.

Under the blow of Tyrant King Kong like a violent storm, all the martial arts he practiced were useless.

It was smashed to pieces directly.

Prison King Kong stopped and looked for Jiang Mo's order.

"kill!"

Jiang Mo spoke calmly.

It has already reached this point, even if it offends the chief rudder of Tianwu Bank, so what?
The main rudder of Tianwu Bank is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Northern Territory.

Could it be that they can all be mobilized and travel hundreds of thousands of miles to come here to destroy Zhentian Pavilion?

Kind of unrealistic.

A force as strong as Tianwu Qianzhuang's chief rudder must have competitors, or even enemies.

Once they find that their headquarters is empty, when the time comes, they will definitely invade with all their strength.

At that time, Tianwu Bank will be the helm, but the gains will not be worth the losses.

Based on this judgment, Jiang Mo dared to kill the Northern Territory branch.

Otherwise, after offending a Heiyuanmen, and then offending the head of the Tianwu bank, the two gold-level forces will become enemies, and even Jiang Mo will have some headaches.

Sensing Jiang Mo's murderous intent, Lian Hong glanced around with resentment, as if he wanted to remember everyone's faces, and even ghosts would not let them go after they died.

However, at this moment, King Kong's iron fist had already attacked, and Lian Hong tried his best to defend, but it was useless.

His chest was directly punched by Prison King Kong until it collapsed.

The violent strength rushed into his chest, even shattering his heart.

Lian Hong's seven orifices were bleeding, and he couldn't die anymore.

At this point, the Northern Territory branch of Tianwu Bank was completely destroyed.

"Tianwu Bank is very rich. There should be a lot of wealth in this Northern Territory sub-helm. Let's take it all away."

Jiang Mo said lightly.

After he finished speaking, all the monks in Zhentian Pavilion rushed into the sub-helm with excitement.

This feeling of killing people and getting more goods is simply too refreshing.

It's just that the people they kill are the ones who should be killed, and there is no psychological burden.

As for Prison King Kong, he was protecting Jiang Mo.

After the monks of Zhentian Pavilion entered the sub-helm, they began to search for training resources in an organized way.

About an hour later, they came out, and the storage rings in their hands were probably full.

At the speed of these monks, it took a full hour to search for all the training resources in the Northern Territory Branch of Tianwu Bank. It is conceivable how rich they are.

Lin Huang was the organizer of this search for cultivation resources. He said to Jiang Mo, "My lord, after a rough statistics just now, I found [-] top-grade primordial stones inside."

After listening, Jiang Mo frowned slightly, a little surprised.

Just now, they had already consumed nearly [-] high-grade primordial stones by activating the Rakshasa Xuanyan Formation.

Now, another [-] pieces have been searched out. Today, Wu Qianzhuang is really rich!
Even, Jiang Mo put his mind on their chief helm.

When you have the strength, go and loot the main rudder. At that time, the monks in Zhentian Pavilion will really have no worries about eating and drinking.

Of course, Jiang Mo was just thinking about it.

The chief rudder of Tianwu Bank is comparable to a gold-level force. With the current strength of Zhentian Pavilion, it is impossible to loot them.

Especially such wealthy forces are often able to recruit strong people and work for them.

"In addition to these, there are thousands of eighth-level and even ninth-level real weapons. Moreover, we also found dozens of spiritual weapons."

"The only regret is that there seems to be no fairy artifact."

"There are thousands of pills above the sixth grade. There are also hundreds of pills of the eighth grade. One pill of the ninth grade..."

Lin Huang continued to introduce.

Jiang Mo was very satisfied. This time he hunted down to the North Territory sub-helm, it seems that the harvest is quite big.

These cultivation resources alone are enough to raise the overall strength of Zhentian Pavilion to a higher level.

Some people say that plundering resources is often the fastest way to develop.

Therefore, in the land of returning to the ruins, wars are happening almost every moment.

However, this area is too vast, not all corners can be noticed.

The final result of war is often unity.

For example, the land of [-] miles where Zhentian Pavilion is located, if Zhentian Pavilion is not unified, the war will still continue.

I don't know how many monks will lose their lives because of this.

Although Zhentian Pavilion has a self-interested mentality to dominate the surrounding forces, but invisibly, it also benefits the monks here.

At least, after reunification, they no longer need to face the threat of death every day.

"Now the class teacher returns to court."

Jiang Mo waved his sleeves.

A group of people returned to Zhentian Pavilion with joy.

As for the dead, of course Jiang Mo took them back.

After returning to Zhentian Pavilion, Jiang Mo found Qin Haotian and Yanchen.

"My lord, may I ask why you need us?" Qin Haotian asked.

After Yanchen became a necromancer, his status in the Night Devil Knights rose sharply.

Although he is still a teenager, he is much more confident now.

However, when facing Jiang Mo, he was still a little nervous.

"Yeah. Yanchen's power is very special. I plan to separate him from the Night Demon Knights and create an army of undead, with Yanchen as the leader of the army!"

Jiang Mo said.

Hearing this, Yanchen's body trembled slightly, his mind was very active, hearing what Jiang Mo said, it may mean that he will become a big shot in the palm of his hand in the future.

"These are some of the dead I brought back. Yanchen can try to control them. In the future, as long as there are enemy dead, you can control them and become the fighting force of the undead army. However, the monks of Zhentian Pavilion, after the death in battle , they must all be buried in the ground and not manipulated." Jiang Mo ordered.

"Of order." Yan Chen nodded hastily.

Jiang Mo's move is naturally very meaningful.

If the monks of Zhentian Pavilion worked hard for the sect and were manipulated after death, they would definitely have complaints in their hearts.

However, if a monk died and volunteered to become a combat force of the undead army, then Jiang Mo would not refuse.

(End of this chapter)