The lord of Jinwu City is mysterious and abnormal. No one knows his origin, and many forces have sent people to investigate secretly, but they have gained nothing.

  Before the battle, this young man sat on a cloud of auspicious clouds, with a masked female cultivator standing beside him, calm and composed. From start to finish, he only shouted two "kill" words.

  He didn't have the slightest awareness that he was the center of everyone's attention.

  No one underestimates this young man, despite his youthful appearance that is almost unbelievable. However, no one has ever doubted his abilities, able to lay such a foundation in Xiaoshan District. Ask yourself, how many people can do the same?

  Moreover, the previous trap was unexpected by everyone, and the outcome was also unexpectedly wonderful. At the most critical moment, he suddenly stood up, and everyone didn't know why, their hearts suddenly lifted up.

  Zuo Mo stood up, keenly sensing that the Thunderclap Formation released by the pagoda had stabilized once again.

  It's time.

  The heart moved, and the small tower connected with his heart suddenly spun rapidly.

  All that can be seen is the golden sun, which suddenly bursts into a fierce light, transforming into a ball of fire. The flames spread rapidly downwards along the hanging golden threads, and every time they pass through a ring of light, the ring trembles and emits a loud humming sound.

  For some reason, this one sound suddenly made everyone's heart skip a beat.

  Like a golden spear thrusting forward, mighty and powerful!

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  Continuous dense and sonorous sounds make one's heart and soul tremble violently. Like a relay, the sound becomes increasingly low and majestic, accompanied by faintly audible chanting, making listeners' hearts leap with fright.

  If people from Tianyue saw this scene in front of them, they would definitely think of that scene at the Sword Trial Conference!

  The two elders' faces changed slightly, and as a cultivator of the Three Realms of Condensing Pulse, he had to be much more sensitive to danger.

  No good!

  Hiss!

  Like the bell of a distant mountain temple, this one strike seemed to ring directly in his heart. The sound was initially faint and imperceptible, but suddenly arrived with a majestic and powerful momentum, like a burst dam flooding, sweeping across with an unstoppable force!

  Tian Huan Yue Ming Zhen's strongest killing move: "Moon Cries Crashing Sound"!

  When Fan Yin Huan was still a third-rate cultivator, the move "Moon Whistle Collapse" had already given those disciples from various sects at the Trial Sword Conference a hard time. Now that Fan Yin Huan has advanced to fourth-rate, and with the thirty-six symbol war pagodas as the foundation of the Heavenly Ring Moon Whistle Formation, it is much more powerful than the Heavenly Ring Moon Whistle Formation set up with iron nails and jade plaques back then.

  The four-product mantra ring technique was also ground out by Zuo Mo.

  Mantra!

  The faint sound of the mantra is a knife that kills without shedding blood. If one is slightly careless, it will disturb the mind and cannot be avoided.

  In the eyes of the crowd, a formless wave burst forth with a loud noise, centered on Jinwu City. The outer sect cultivators who failed to dodge in time were hit head-on, not a single one escaped unscathed.

  A slightly weaker cultivator died on the spot with seven orifices bleeding and internal organs shattered.

  Those powerful cultivators, such as the two elders, turned pale and their bodies involuntarily paused.

  This delay is actually an opportunity for the cultivators inside Jinwu City!

  Every Thunder Beast Pagoda's lightning-like attacks poured down on the remaining cultivators like rain. The faint, ethereal chanting seemed to be heavenly music in the ears of the people of Golden Crow City, washing away their fatigue and clearing their minds. The morale of the two camps of cultivators was instantly boosted.

  With the help of Mantra, the cultivators in the tower unleashed a level far beyond their usual state. The Thunderbolts they released were accurate and terrifying. Those who were injured by the collapse were at their weakest, how could they resist the Thunderbolts? One after another, they were pierced through. Delicate blood flowers bloomed in mid-air, stirring up an aura of death.

  After a wave of thunder had passed, there were only a few cultivators left in the sky.

  The two elders were among them, their faces pale and gray, staring blankly at the corpses all over the ground. Suddenly, they raised their heads and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Master of Golden Crow City! Do you dare to fight?"

  Xiang Yun said with a smile, "Left Mo rolled his eyes: 'Idiot.'"

  Even a silly bird couldn't help but give the Second Elder a white eye.

  Zuo Mo saw that no one was making a move below and became very dissatisfied. He shouted downwards, "What are you guys standing there for? Do you want to keep someone here for dinner?"

  Below the symbol war pagoda a burst of chickens fly dogs jump, rustling, flying out a large piece of thunder, dense and dazzling, making people's eyes dizzy.

  The two old men's eyes were wide with incredulity, their faces filled with unbelief.

  At least a dozen lightning bolts struck him, and he stared dead at the Golden Crow City, falling straight down from the sky like a sandbag.

  Up to now, all 1,500 people have been annihilated!

  The outer hall cultivators lost their ability to speak, each and every one of them pale-faced. Previously, they had been advancing unimpeded, encountering resistance forces that only required a slight exertion of force to easily crush, yet they had never seen such a brutal battle.

  Outside the Golden Crow City, over a thousand charred corpses were scattered all around, with severed limbs and mangled flesh visible everywhere. The chaotic spiritual energy in the air still lingered, reminding everyone of the brutal and tragic battle that had just ended.

  Even He Xiang, who wanted the two elders to die, had no joy on his face at this time, and his complexion was as white as paper. It wasn't until now that he came to his senses, realizing how foolish his previous optimistic estimate was!

  This bone is much harder than they imagined!

  A sea of onlookers stood in silence, with even the birds ceasing their chirping.

  They stayed, just to see a fierce battle, but at this time, they were deeply shocked by this unprecedented fierce battle. Usually, everyone would rush up and frantically grab the spoils of war left on the corpses. But now, looking at the corpses all over the mountains and fields, not even half a spark of excitement was born in their hearts, they just stared blankly.

  Middle-aged men and big Han were also stunned at this time.

  They were also shocked.

  Nowadays, monsters are rampant, and everyone knows that large-scale battles will be inevitable. However, when they really witness the large-scale battle, they find that the scale of the battle is far more cruel than they imagined.

  "What's the use of personal bravery?" The Great Han sighed with a hint of melancholy.

  For a long time, increasing personal strength and going to the Tianxue realm to hunt demons and become famous has been the path to success that every young cultivator yearns for. But now they find that the personal strength they had been pursuing with great difficulty can play a very small role in large-scale battles.

  The middle-aged man knew that Da Han was frustrated and advised: "Sir, why be discouraged? If Jin Dan comes, the result will likely be completely opposite."

  The Great Han's expression slightly changed, and he thought it was reasonable. If the Golden Elixir came, they might have already taken down this city. They were all strong men who had witnessed the Golden Elixir's prowess, and with the Golden Elixir's strength, even a fortress like this would be hard to withstand their footsteps.

  In the midst of deathly silence, cheers erupted from within Jinwu City, echoing across the land.

  In fact, the Jinwu City was also at its last gasp. The spiritual power of the two camps' cultivators had almost been exhausted. If it weren't for their large numbers and the crazy, reckless release of Thunderbolts, they would soon have no cultivators left standing.

  Xiao Ta's expression was dispirited, that one strike of "Moon Whirlwind Collapse" had exhausted all its strength. Zuō Mò felt heartache and held it in the palm of his hand, and continuously fed it several pieces of magical artifacts before it recovered a bit of its vitality.

  "Good son, Dad knows you're the most obedient."

  Xiao Ta received praise and was very happy, spinning around in Zuo Mo's palm. The silly bird looked at Zuo Mo with a disdainful expression, as if saying "cheating a kid..."

  Zuo Mo was a bit annoyed, but he decided to ignore this unpleasant guy. In his heart, he couldn't help but mutter, the silly bird's expression became more and more exaggerated, it seemed that this fellow had gained quite a lot of benefits this time.

  Looking at the silly bird, Zuo Mo felt that this guy's head was getting fatter and more oily, and he didn't know if he could squeeze out any oil or water.

  It seems to have sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Zuo Mo, and the silly bird hastily distanced itself from him. On the other hand, Xiao Huo found it entertaining, chirping away, like a bubble, fluttering over to join in on the fun.

  "Boss, outside the city..." Bao Yi poked his head out and whispered towards the outside.

  "Outside the city?" Zuo Mo's face was puzzled, then suddenly enlightened, stroking his chin and saying: "Let the Wei camp go!"

  Shu Long's expression was dignified and meticulous, listening to the cultivator who transmitted the mission along the way.

  His attention was all on the roar coming from the necklace around his neck.

  "This is the first mission, so I want you all to be on high alert! If anyone makes a mistake and embarrasses me, just wait for it... As my first batch of subordinates in nearly a thousand years, if you tarnish the name of Tian Yao, I will wipe you all out..."

  "After leaving the city, immediately deploy in formation, bring out everything you've trained for..."

  Watching the cultivator who delivered the message leave, Shu Long swallowed his saliva and said: "However, sir, the boss's order was only to let us go and collect the spoils of war..."

  "Fart! The prestigious Tian Yao team, going to do some trash-picking? I won't let that person down! Listen up, this time for the task, whoever makes a mistake on this month's school exam will have a good day next month."

  His heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight up. The monthly school exams were always the most dismal days, and every time they came around, it was as if mournful cries filled the fields.

  This lord is not a benevolent master, on the contrary, "ruthless and vengeful" is the most suitable description for him. If we offend him this time, our future days will be unbearable.

  And deep down, he also secretly hoped to let his boss see their results!

  Although they have no worries about food and lodging, every day except for training, there are no other miscellaneous tasks. However, whenever something dangerous happens, the boss never thinks of the existence of Weiying. Everyone in Weiying is holding their breath. They know that their foundation is poor, their strength is weak, and they can't do anything big. So everyone is desperately practicing, getting injured during practice is the most normal thing in Weiying.

  This tone is like an invisible whip that is desperately driving them.

  Has this day finally arrived?

  Under the calm and composed face, a surge of emotions suddenly arose in his heart. He adjusted the spiritual armor on his body, suppressing the turbulent emotions, and forced himself to maintain his usual steady pace as he walked out of the large tent.

  Outside the main tent, all members of the Imperial Guard had already assembled.

  Everyone was excited, but it could be seen that they were trying their best to suppress the turmoil in their hearts.

  Looking at the neat and tidy troops, with their armor shining brightly, Bundori suddenly felt a little dazed. Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes like flowing water. They were huddled together in disarray, their clothes tattered and barely covering their bodies, their desperate eyes...

  He took a deep breath, gripped the treasure in his hand tightly, and all the scenes shattered instantly. Looking at the eyes full of vitality in front of him, his eyes regained their determination, and he gave a low order.

  "Let's go!"