Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 686
Hearing that there was an important task to be handed over, Wang Wentao was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, but He Yandong was much calmer, and the several elders also showed excitement.

"May I ask your lord, what is your mission? We are willing to go through fire and water for the Holy Martial Sword Sect!" Several people said in unison.

Jiang Mo nodded, and immediately took out the rubbings of the Dragon Slaying Formation of the Nine Armies from Zichen's ring.

"This is a volume of formation diagrams, called the Nine Armies Slaying Dragon Formation. Although it is only a rubbing copy, you have to study hard. At that time, the revival of the Holy Martial Sword Sect will largely depend on this volume of formation diagrams and yours. Let's work together." Jiang Mo said seriously.

He Yandong and the other elders were fine. Wang Wentao's eyes lit up immediately after hearing the words 'Nine Armies Slaying Dragon Formation'.

"Lord Sovereign, you are really supernatural! You can even get the treasure of the Xuan Yao Department - the Nine Army Dragon Slaying Formation, which is really too strong!"

Wang Wentao's strength is not very good, but his flattering skills are really top-notch, Jiang Mo just smiled at this.

After Wang Wentao said this, the rest of the people also understood that the Xuan Yao Department is a well-known existence in the entire Shura battlefield, especially famous for its combined formation.

And the Sovereign Master can even get the treasure of the Xuan Yao Department, how can they not be excited?

"The Nine Armies Slaying Dragon Formation is divided into nine volumes of formation maps. Each volume of the formation map can forge a tiger and wolf division. He Yandong and Wang Wentao, each of you is responsible for forging a strong army of elite soldiers!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mo threw out the incomparably precious nine-army dragon-slaying formation layout in two volumes, and gave them to He Yandong and Wang Wentao.

"I, Wang Wentao, and I, He Yandong, will certainly live up to the suzerain's expectations!"

Even with Wang Wentao's temperament, he couldn't help being extremely terrified. The suzerain placed such high hopes on them, and they would definitely serve the suzerain wholeheartedly and die!

After a while, Jiang Mo picked out a few elders with good strength and handed them a few scrolls of the battle map, leaving three scrolls for himself.

These old and young survivors of the Holy Martial Sword Sect seemed to have seen the hope of the rise of the sect. At first, it seemed a wise decision for the old suzerain to pass on the position to Jiang Mo.

"Wang Wentao, the army you are in charge of should be different from the others. You will be in charge of intelligence collection in the future, and this army will be the eyes of Shengwu Jianzong." Jiang Mo patted Wang Wentao on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Wang Wentao will definitely die!"

"Okay, let's talk about your recent discovery." Jiang Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Zhengui Pass.

The reason why he brought these disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect to the Asura Battlefield was to avoid the pursuit of Tianming Pavilion. With the strength of the Holy Martial Sword Sect at that time, it was undoubtedly an egg hitting a stone with Tianming Pavilion.

Furthermore, the Shura battlefield can be said to be the best place to hone one's character and strength. In just a few months, those greenhouse flowers that used to be under the protection of the sect can quickly grow up and become truly strong on their own.

"My lord, Zhenguiguan is an important pass in the Shura battlefield, and it is the place to enter the deepest part of the Shura battlefield. The monster race and the human race have been competing for this important military town. According to the information I have received, at present, the town Ghost Gate has accumulated no less than tens of thousands of monster warriors, and the power of human monks cannot be underestimated! A terrible battle is coming!"

Listening to Wang Wentao's report, Jiang Mo pondered for a while.

Not to mention the role of the ghost gate in the war, the huge profits it can bring to the guards every year are enough to make those heroes rush to snatch it.

"How many disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect can you summon?" Jiang Mo asked suddenly.

Hearing this, the people who got the Dragon Slaying Formation of the Nine Armies were stunned for a moment, and then He Yandong took the lead in saying, "Lord Suzerain, our Holy Martial Sword Sect is no better than before. He Yandong can summon more than a hundred disciples scattered all over the place."

"Wang Wentao is about the same amount."

"I can summon more than eighty disciples."

……

After everyone reported the numbers, Jiang Mo did not show the slightest disappointment. He said: "It is already very good to be able to summon these disciples. This time, we, the Holy Martial Sword Sect, will also intervene in the town of ghosts. Maybe we can get a share." A cup of soup."

After the voice fell, Jiang Mo waved his sleeve robe, and dozens of bottles of precious medicine flew to the people who had obtained the layout map of the Nine Army Dragon Slaying Formation.

Later, many precious real martial arts and martial arts were given to them.

"If you want to build a victorious army, it is not enough without enough resources. You accept these first, and in the future, there will be a steady stream of cultivation resources!" Jiang Mo said slowly.

When they saw clearly the martial arts in their hands, as well as those precious pills, their eyes were straightened.

These training resources are not the standard for assembling a powerful army. It is estimated that some Martial Kings, or even Martial Kings, will be greedy when they see these training resources.

But the Suzerain took it casually, and it was like this.

"Okay, put away your things and gather as many disciples as you can, and we'll close the ghost gate and kill all directions." Jiang Mo's heroic words immediately aroused everyone's fighting spirit, all of them blushed, and bid farewell to Jiang Mo, went to start gathering his own army.

"I advise you, if you want to go far in martial arts, don't be concerned about these mundane things." After everyone left, the big yellow cat walked to Jiang Mo leisurely, and said lightly.

Jiang Mo smiled helplessly, and said: "At the beginning, when the Holy Martial Sword Sect was shattered, it was the Sect Master who put the burden of revitalizing the Sect on my shoulders, so I can't give up on it, can I?"

The big yellow cat stopped talking and didn't continue talking.

……

Zhenguiguan is indeed an important pass on the Shura battlefield. The city wall stretches for dozens of miles, like a prostrate ancient giant beast, staring at the front, those who dare to offend it.

Beyond the three-foot-high city wall, there is yellow sand all over the sky, and flags are flying. There are tens of thousands of monster warriors, surrounding the entire town of ghosts.

The general who commanded the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Yaozu was named Tuoba Zang, one of the most famous generals in the Yaozu. With him in command today, it seems that the Yaozu is determined to take down the Ghost Suppressing Pass.

"Roar, Roar, Roar!"

The deafening roar seemed to dispel even the dark clouds in the air. Outside the city wall, there were swords and guns like a forest, and the momentum was magnificent!

Tuoba Zang was sitting on an extremely gorgeous animal cart. He was very fat, and there were pretty maids on both sides, shaking fans for him.

"General Tuoba, our two races have been confronting each other for so long, and the human race still dare not fight and guard the city gate. What should we do?" An elderly general frowned.

"There is a saying in the human race, the right time, the right place, and the right people. Now that the right place and people have already occupied us, this general is waiting for that day!"

Not long after Tuoba Zang's voice fell, there was a thunderbolt rolling above the nine heavens, and purple lightning bolts as thick as arms, like electric snakes, shuttled through the thick clouds, showing the terrifying power of heaven...

(End of this chapter)