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Volume 1, Ascension Conference, Chapter 48: Who can make this image 3D?

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    With a raised hand and a raised foot, the souls of thousands of warriors were driven to pieces. This was no longer an ordinary method.

    Even the best monks who are good at manipulating souls, who have not reached the realm of Nascent Soul and have never truly experienced the mysteries of souls, will hardly have such attainments.  What's more, the people whose souls were destroyed by Xiang Liang were the Barbarians of the Raging Flame Valley whose souls and bodies were closely connected.  Even the monks who are best at seducing souls have difficulty pulling their souls out of their bodies.

    Xiang Liang can do it.  He raised his right hand high, and a halo of light tamed the rebellious barbarian warriors. Although the cost was that they permanently lost some of their three souls and seven souls, on the other hand, these unruly warriors also  From now on he will become the most loyal soldier.

    ? Or, in other words, the purest human puppet.

    Provoking the commander-in-chief Junhuangshan monk in the battle formation is one of the most stupid things in the world.  As a commander-in-chief, the monk from Junhuangshan can suppress his subordinates in incredible ways.  Seizing his soul and destroying his body can be described as life and death.

    Although for many people, the difference between military rank and commander-in-chief and subordinates is only their status.  The reason why those who are superior are superior lies in power and the subtle relationship between people, rather than the actual power gap.  But Junhuangshan was able to use this illusory status to form substantial power and carry out substantial suppression.  The king of the Raging Flame Valley handed over the military command authority of the Raging Flame Valley to Xiang Liang, and from that moment on, Xiang Liang had the power of life and death over the barbarian warriors of the Raging Flame Valley.

    "The name is not justified, but if the name is justified, then everything is possible. This is the ability of Junhuangshanren as a coach.

    It¡¯s incredible?  It is indeed incredible, but just as it is difficult for mortals to understand why monks wield swords and fly to immortality, it is difficult for monks to understand the commanding ability of Junhuang Mountain only because of the difference in realm.

    Junhuangshan¡¯s research on the military field has reached a level of perfection that even the Gate of Ten Thousand Techniques is far behind.  Miracles often occur on the battlefield.  The most powerful army in the world at Junhuang Mountain is a monument that stands on countless piles of bones after countless tests of blood and fire.  The strongest sect in the Kyushu Continent is the Shengjing Xianmen. It implements the Kyushu strategy and exerts its fists throughout the continent, either overtly or covertly. For a period of time, it even acted without any scruples.  But it never dared to provoke Junhuang Mountain openly, because the people in Shengjing also knew very well that no one would be able to get a favor if they lured the people down from Junhuang Mountain.

    In fact, before the real rise of Junhuang Mountain, many Kyushu people who had experienced the Dharma Ending Age and lost their civilizational inheritance had always believed that war at the monk level did not require too much strategy. The so-called strategy was only based on the group, and there were many talents.  We need a strategy, but what strategy can we have alone?

    And among the monks, the difference in individual strength is so large that it can even out any quantitative difference.  Ten thousand foundation-building monks can hardly block a casual attack from a Nascent Soul monster.  After arranging their troops in formation for a long time, they could not block the formation designed by Jing Jing.  Similarly, different monks have different attributes of each other's skills and different magic weapon arrays. If they force everything together, let alone sincere cooperation, their mere existence can influence each other.  For example, it is difficult for the Thunder Battle Body and Tianyi Zhenshui to coexist.

    There are so many problems, and the number of monks has always been small. The so-called art of war and battle formations have rarely been taken seriously.

    Then, the rise of Junhuang Mountain shattered the common sense of the monks. No one knew how these barbaric warriors, who had always been incompatible with traditional civilization concepts, became so powerful. People only knew that after the rise of Junhuang Mountain, no one could  Fight with them on the battlefield.

    "Very good, combat preparations are complete, now we can proceed to the next step."

    After completing the integration of the army, Xiang Liang was neither happy nor sad. He just silently adjusted the tactical plan in his heart. The plan of dividing the troops into three groups was abolished, and a more detailed plan was quickly taking shape.

    In the original plan, there was no soul-seizing step, because even for the chief of Junhuangshan, suppressing thousands of elites at once was still a big burden.  In the next battle, his strength will be at least halved.  But on the other hand, Xiang Liang felt that this was the right step to make these thousands of people move their fingers like arms.

    Because of this powerful army, he can appear in an impossible place at an impossible time.

    "The next step is, Shuojin Town."

    "It's so boring."

    A monk from Shengjing, dressed in rich attire, stretched himself against the fiery red sunset.

    Shuojin Town, an important border town of Jinyu City, has tens of thousands of heavy soldiers gathered here. The formerly prosperous and prosperous town has been transformed into a fortress of war. The people walking in the town are no longer busy and fulfilled town residents, but  A heavily armed warrior.

    As the frontline town of Jinyu City and Raging Flame Valley, war may come at any time, but on the other hand, after a dangerous fight just ended, no one thought that war would come so quickly.

    The border between Jinyu City and Raging Flame Valley is a long line, of which Shuojin Town is just one point. Although it is close to a geographical strategic point, once it is breached, Raging Flame Valley can drive straight into Jinyu City.In the hinterland, according to the Feng Shui masters of Jinyu City, the rocky land with twisted laws is currently in riots. Endless rock beasts are raging in the mountains, making it difficult for anyone to pass through.  And with the intelligence of the group of barbarian soldiers in Raging Flame Valley, even with thousands of troops, there is only one way to die in the rocky mountains, and there is no need for Jinyu City to send troops to resist.

    In this way, the border town has become a peaceful rear area. Although there are heavy troops in the town, the atmosphere is undoubtedly much more relaxed than the real front line.

    And if not, how could the Shengjing team be stationed here?

    "Huh, Senior Brother Jiang Liu made an unplanned surprise assassination, and we were like rats crossing the street in Jinyu City. The dignified Jinling was rushed to the front line to command, and he had no real power. He was completely ignored in this five-spirit struggle. It is simply inexplicable.  "

    After the monk stretched his waist, he immediately put on an indignant face and looked at the heavenly soldiers and generals in the town, full of irritation.  Beside him, the two junior brothers sneered and ignored him. They sat cross-legged and faced each other. On the chessboard made of mana between them, the fight was going on.

    "Senior Brother Luo, please stop complaining. Your uneven state of mind is of no use to your practice."

    "Practice, practice, practice your damn practice," Luo Hua cursed, turned around and kicked over the chessboards of his fellow juniors, "Is this your practice of being idle all day long?"

    After being kicked over the chessboard, the two junior brothers were not angry. With a wave of their hands, the original chessboard came into being again, but the positions of the chess pieces were slightly different.

    "Ah, Junior Brother Sun, are you cheating?"

    "Haha, how can I have it? It's senior brother, you remember it wrong"

    Seeing that the two junior brothers were completely obsessed with the chess game, Luo Hua stamped his feet with hatred, causing half of Shuojin Town to tremble.

    Afterwards, amid the laughter of the two junior brothers, Luo Hua rose into the sky and looked down at the earth from a high altitude.

    There is no purpose, it is just a habit.  As an elite disciple of the inner sect of Shengjing, it is a habit to constantly climb up.

    People often say that Shengjing Xianmen is the best in Kyushu, and being able to join the Xianmen is a supreme honor. However, who knows the heavy pressure behind this honor?

    There are many wonders in Jiuzhou, but how many of them are Qionghua, Xiang Liang, Zhou Mumu How many of these geniuses are there?  There are more than millions of monks in Kyushu?  But there are a few of them who are blessed with heavenly spiritual roots.

    Luo Hua is not unique. His cultivation qualifications are obtained by relying on massive resources and a bit of luck. Compared with those natural spiritual roots and organic monks, they are already inferior, let alone the Perfect Spirit.  The root itself is not the top spiritual root

    He has been practicing for a hundred years and has almost reached the peak of Xudan. If he wants to go further, his hope is slim by relying on his own efforts alone. He must have the support of the sect.  But although Shengjing was rich, he never squandered money and was generous but not indulgent to his disciples.  Unless they prove their worth, they will never make meaningless investments.

    Luo Hua needs investment from his master, so he must prove his worth.  Joining the Qionghua team, in his opinion, is a shortcut to prove value.  After a hundred years of practice, his strength is not very strong, but the experience accumulated through a hundred years of hard work is extraordinary. Compared with those talented junior brothers and sisters, although he is inferior in strength, his experience is more than enough to make up for it.

    It is precisely because of this that he can have a certain status in the Qionghua team.  Luo Hua cherished this hard-won opportunity, so he especially hated seeing his junior fellow apprentices doing nothing.

    In his opinion, every minute and every second is so precious, and the air is filled with the smell of opportunity. Even if he is sent to a useless place by Jinyu City, he still firmly believes that he can do something.

    "It will definitely happen. I will never practice in such a mediocre way forever. Not everything is destined by God from the beginning. If you keep striving to improve yourself and persevere, you will always be rewarded.

    It is true that those who have ascended since ancient times have mostly been talented people, but is it true that mediocre people have no future?

    There are, although they are rare, people who have risen to great heights with ordinary qualifications. Although they are rare, their hope has not been cut off.

    And what the predecessors could do, why can¡¯t I do it?  As long as we seize every opportunity, there is always a glimmer of hope to change our destiny against the odds.

    Although there is only a thin thread, like the setting sun that is about to sink into the night, butas long as you can catch it

    Roswa frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to the horizon, as if he had everything under control

    Then, he suddenly felt a pain in his palm, a heartbreaking pain.

    Is it because I think too much and my Taoist mind is unstable, causing the skills to backfire?

    "In an instant, countless conjectures arose in Roswa's mind. He had reached this day with ordinary resources, and he was inevitably taking risks, and the side effects may surge at any time.

    But he soon realized that his guess was wrong. The pain in his palm did not come from himself, but from an external force.

    Under external force, his palm has been divided into two halves, and bright red blood spurts out from the section.?,The bones and muscles are clearly distinguishable.

    At the same time, his own field of vision seemed to be disconnected from it, with left and right being clearly defined.

    Before darkness enveloped him, he seemed to see his own gray brain.

    "The enemy Chihou has been cleared."

    In the void, a cold voice can only be heard by the person who made the voice.

    Then, the same cold voice sounded.

    "The whole army attacks."
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