Lingzhang

Chapter 483: The Military Strength Rises
When Yue Hanzhang's words, which were both provocative and murderous, came out.

Almost in just a moment.

The purple mist that was swirling in the air suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the angry aura of the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox Demon also suddenly stagnated.

This beast seemed to be surprised by Yue Hanzhang's reaction, which was even more arrogant than his own. However, it was precisely because of this surprise that the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox, in addition to his subconscious anger, suddenly thought of Yue Hanzhang's previous battle results and achievements.

He attacked the upper realm and killed the blood-flame demon ape with one strike.

Such a terrifying achievement made Yue Hanzhang's reputation spread not only within the Taoist Alliance, but also among the monster tribes that moved south.

In the face of such unreasonable ability as Nifa Shangjing.

Everything is defined by the realm itself, and the distinction between who is strong and who is an ant begins to become blurred.

At this moment, it seemed that Yue Hanzhang was holding his head high, and it seemed that the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox was hanging high above the sky with a vigorous aura, bathing in the tangible power of the boundless sea of ​​Taoism.

But does it really have the confidence to fight? Does it really have the ability to face the attack of the hidden weapon?
It is true that the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox is a top predator, but they belong to a small tribe on the snowfield, and their strength is still far from those of the powerful monsters in the realm of true demon spirit golden elixir.

The strength of bloodline only represents potential.

Real strength means the right to speak.

Otherwise, the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox would not have become the mount of these evil soldiers.

Yue Hanzhang killed the Blood Flame Demon Ape, but the Blood Flame Demon Ape was much stronger than him.

The true superiority and inferiority seemed to become clear at this moment.

Surrounded by the bloody aura that rose to the sky, Yue Hanzhang's murderous intent seemed to grow more intense under its nourishment.

then.

After a very brief, stagnant gaze that lasted for a few breaths.

The purple mist that was half suspended in the air was gradually gathering back. The cold reality forced the Demon Demon, the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox, to suppress his anger at the wanton slaughter of his own people.

Just at this moment, Yue Hanzhang, who was standing on a low hill, suddenly burst into a sarcastic sneer.

"Finally he left. This guy gave Yue a way out.

You said that if it rushed down from the Dao Sea in anger, its sensed aura would be only at the first or second level of the Demon Spirit Golden Elixir; its extraordinary power attributes were a mixture of cold wind and frost.

If you don’t kill it, there’s no point in just sitting there and waiting to die; if you kill it, who wants to refine this thing?
It’s better for him to leave. This beast is kind-hearted and has given Yue a way out. "

Yue Hanzhang's extremely sarcastic voice was completely unconcealed.

The Ghost-Horned Cold Ox gave him a way out, but it seemed that Yue Hanzhang was not prepared to give the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox this way out.

Yue Hanzhang is definitely in a dilemma.

Such extremely provocative words and actions clearly show that he is hoping that Ghost Horned Cold Ox will rush out from Daohai in anger!

Behind such arrogant behavior is Yue Hanzhang's ultimate confidence.

then.

The moment the words fell, the ghost-horned cold bull dispelled the purple mist, and its steps on its way back to the boundless sea of ​​Taoism suddenly paused.

But the next moment.

Facing Yue Hanzhang's approaching provocation, the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox not only did not show any anger, on the contrary, when one looked closely, it gathered the purple mist and returned completely to the Sea of ​​Dao at a pace that was even faster than before.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Watching the last wisp of mist disappear in the sky, Yue Hanzhang shook his head with regret.

"What a pity. After I want to kill him, I'll ask you who wants it."

But after these words were spoken, who would dare to respond to them for a moment?

In fact, from the moment the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox Demon's vigorous arrogance was revealed in the air, everyone on the entire huge battlefield felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

For the first time, the murderous intent originating from the Jindan realm so clearly enveloped their bodies!

The real gap in the level of form and spirit and the origin of Taoism makes them unable to mobilize the "rigid" form and spirit even with the courage at the will level.

Until Yue Hanzhang stepped forward.

Until all of them were watching how Yue Hanzhang, a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, used extreme sarcasm and extreme malicious provocation to destroy his opponent's murderous intent and fighting spirit.

Yue Hanzhang almost stepped on the head of the Ghost Horned Cold Bull, and frightened it back into the boundless sea of ​​Taoism! In this way, he established his prestige in the bloody battle!

The same foundation-building realm, the same origin and background of a genius of the same generation.

At this moment, taking the Ghost-Horned Cold Ox Demon itself as the target, the gap between them has become so huge!
This violent outburst of emotions even far exceeded the scene in which they had seen Yue Hanzhang attack the upper realm in the live video before.

Nothing is more shocking than seeing it with your own eyes!
When the last wisp of mist from the Dao Sea dissipated, and when the terrifying pressure from the great demon in the Golden Core Realm of the Demon Spirit completely vanished on the battlefield.

Almost half of the geniuses and monstrous monks looked at Yue Hanzhang with indelible deep respect in their eyes.

Be in awe of this miracle of going against the odds!
And when Yue Hanzhang swept his calm gaze over the cultivators.

It's strange to say, compared to the stiffness of their bodies and minds just now, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, at this moment, their energy and blood seemed to be rapidly surging in the outburst of these intense emotions, bringing them a surging heat that penetrated their bodies and spirits.

How cold and solemn it was just now, how hot it is now.

In this cold and hot change, they suddenly realized that Yue Hanzhang, who had mastered the rare miracles in the history of the ancient times, was the leader of their army. Having such a person to lead them in this war of blood and fire was really the most thoughtful thing in the world.

It seems that this is also the change in mood.

The next moment, Yue Hanzhang's clear voice was heard.

"What are you all standing there for? Continue the execution! Call the logistics team, cross the bridge and the river!"

As soon as the words fell, the execution process that had just been stalled was almost immediately responded to by the soldiers' actions.

That's not a quick response to stress.

Instead, there is a real momentum of enforcing orders and maintaining military discipline.

It had only been a short while since they had set foot in the wasteland of Jichuan County, but the military strength of the various war camps had already improved and changed successively.

The bloody smell is rising again.

In Yue Hanzhang's peaceful and quiet world, the purple-gold torrent that had just dimmed surged forward again.

After a while.

When the logistics teams of various battle camps had entered the scene, they skillfully cleaned up the entire battlefield and effectively sealed and collected all the extraordinary resources that could be divided and gathered from the monsters.

In Yue Hanzhang's quiet world, the changes in the spiritual light in the mechanical mind had come to an abrupt halt.

There is no more starry light of transformation and sublimation.

However, among the vast sea of ​​mechanical fragments, thirty-one brilliant mechanical lotus pedestals complement each other.

The sudden increase in quantity made the overall aura of the entire mechanical mind become more solid, lofty, and ethereal.

These changes in aura represent an increase in computing power and reservoir capacity.

Progress, the progress of everything related to cultivation itself, can satisfy Yue Hanzhang's greedy and almost endless desire.

A feeling of joy arises spontaneously.

Especially when Yue Hanzhang thought that this was just the first sudden encounter.

The long-term stalemate on the Jichuan defense line not only improved and tempered the monks of the Han Yue Army, but also further tapped the war potential of the Yuansheng Sect, causing more monsters and tribes to move south.

From then on, the countless spiritual remains and auras of monsters and spirits that Yue Hanzhang would be able to seize was almost a foreseeable bright prospect.

And it was at this moment.

The leader of the Han Yue Army, whose expression also became more respectful, made an exception and presented the internal military intelligence of the Han Yue Army.

“My colleagues at the Patrol Wind Division have already discovered the arrangements and deployments of the Yuansheng Cult and the demon tribe in the seven base cities in the easternmost part of Jichuan County. There are two pure military camps.

There are three logistics distribution centers, another... a training base for great warriors, and a large medical surgery operation center.

These were the territories of the Xu family of Songxi in the former Jichuan County.

Some of the members of the Songxi Xu family and the residents of these base cities were killed, some voluntarily surrendered to the Yuansheng Church, and some were forced into slavery.

Some of them escaped from the city and relied on the former Tengxia Zhu family and the secret bases of the four great families in the wilderness to survive or continue to fight against the evil soldiers and monsters. "

Looking at the detailed intelligence sent by the camp leader of Han Yue Army, Yue Hanzhang fell into silence, which was rare for him.

Was the military order he had just given to annihilate the enemy harsh?

No, after seeing these real data, Yue Hanzhang was able to make a clear comparison. The experiences of these countless people who were overthrown, under the iron hoofs of the Yuansheng Sect and the demon clan, were truly cruel.

As for the Yuansheng Sect and the demon monks who caused these tragedies, any outcome will be worthy of their actions!
"This is our floating bridge. The original division's detailed enemy contact information is as follows:

Before me, the other three battalions met the enemy one after another, and they were all outnumbered. The war potential of the demon tribe was not comparable to that of Han Yue's army.

To this day, the final result of the battle has not yet been announced on the short-range communication channel within the division.

"Captain Yue...if possible...please come to our aid as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, Yue Hanzhang nodded slightly.

After reading these detailed information, Yue Hanzhang has already made up his mind to kill these livestock in addition to seizing his own cultivation resources and mechanical fragments for upgrading!
"Did everyone hear that?"

"Form a battle array! Let's continue to charge in the spearhead formation. Let's go save people! Let's save our comrades!"

"The information in Yue's hands will be sent to the camp leaders of your various combat camps through the squad channel later."

"Yue still has the same attitude as before. If we win, no one will be left alive!"

"Those who have not seen blood and those who have gained the least will be executed in turn!"

"Remember what I said-"

"Go ahead! Run over him!"

“I won!”

When the words fell, there was a sound of overwhelming cheers from countless people.

"Yes--!"

(End of this chapter)