Chapter 3359

Xiao Jian was also a bit anxious. The Black Bear Spirit's stupidity just now made him laugh. His divine sense couldn't reach far, so he didn't know what Xiao Hua saw.

But since Xiao Hua asked him to go, there shouldn't be any problems. As for what he would encounter, he would know once he went!

At this moment, Yuan Ya seemed to be even stupider than the Black Bear Spirit. How could he not be anxious?

He shouted at Yuan Ya with disappointment, "Ya, it's Senior Xiao's first time arranging troops. How can you be lazy?

Do you know that military orders are like mountains? "

"I … I don't know!" Yuan Ya was stunned for a moment. Looking at Xiao Jian's angry expression, he shrunk his head and hurriedly left.

Seeing the hall empty, Xiao Jian smiled and said, "Senior, Yuan Ya is still an unpolished jade. He doesn't know anything about the ways of the world.

Please don't mind him! "

"Yes, I'm afraid that other than you, only I know what he is like. How can I lower myself to his level?"

Xiao Hua didn't get angry because of what happened just now. Instead, he smiled and said, "I just wanted to give him a surprise, so I didn't explain it clearly!"

Speaking up to here, Xiao Hua looked at Xiao Jian and Liu Yi and said, "It's a pity that I don't have many people to dispatch."

"Since Senior has already decided to establish a Dao Sect, there will definitely be more cultivators coming to seek refuge in the future. They will all listen to Senior's orders. How can Senior not have any generals to send?" Hearing this, Xiao Jian immediately smiled and said, "Moreover … if Senior helps …"

Speaking up to here, Xiao Jian's smile froze. He clenched his teeth and finally said what he didn't dare to say for a long time, "If Senior can help Junior restore the country, Junior will definitely respect Senior as the State Preceptor. Not only will Junior perform the etiquette of a disciple, but the hundreds of generals in front of the golden hall will also listen to Senior's orders!

Senior's wish to establish a sect is at your fingertips! "

Looking at Xiao Jian's eager expression, Xiao Hua's heart moved. He stared straight into Xiao Jian's eyes!

Unfortunately, in just a moment, Xiao Jian's gaze flickered, as if he was guilty.

Seeing this, Xiao Hua immediately withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "I've already said it before. I'm afraid today will be the last time I say it.

You're a disciple of my sect. If it isn't an outrageous matter, Senior will will help you!

As long as you wish to restore your country, this old man will definitely help you accomplish it.

As for the Imperial Advisor … Hehe, do you think this old man would care? "

"Yes, yes, Senior is an otherworldly expert. Junior has made conjectures based on the worldliness of mortals. Senior, please don't blame me!"

Xiao Jian's forehead was actually covered in a layer of fine sweat, which was obviously inconsistent with his cultivation of second grade Essence Energy. Other than the fact that he had already recovered his cultivation and could feel the valiance of Xiao Hua's cultivation, there was also the fact that Xiao Hua's words gave him quite a bit of pressure, causing him to have no choice but to think carefully.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore!" Xiao Hua stood up and said, "Now that it's starting to get lively outside, let's go take a look together!

Now that you can fly, you don't need this old man to take you out, right? "

Immediately after, a five-colored auspicious cloud suddenly appeared under Xiao Hua's feet, lifting Xiao Hua into the air. It was the Cloud Riding Technique that Fu Zhiwen had given Xiao Hua.

Seeing the auspicious cloud appear under Xiao Hua's feet, the corner of Xiao Jian's eyes slightly twitched, and he said with a smile, "Senior's cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, this junior is unable to reach it. But fortunately, this junior is already able to fly, so there's no need for senior to make a move."

As he spoke, a faint, almost inaudible cloud also appeared under Xiao Jian's feet, lifting Xiao Jian up into the air. He followed Xiao Hua out of the Black Wind Ridge and flew out of the Black Cloud Ridge …

The side of the Black Cloud Ridge that led to the Jia Sa Country and Jiang Country was different from the Copper Pillar Country. Other than the gloomy black clouds, there were swamps all over the ground. Above the swamps, there was also a type of miasma. This miasma was extremely poisonous, and if any wild beasts or passersby came into contact with it, their skin would fester and they would die.

As a result, not to mention the lack of pedestrians, even the demons of the Black Wind Mountain Range rarely passed by here.

Within the swamp, there were several water paths. Under the cover of the black and gray water plants and vines, they pointed into the distance. This path was as lonely as the thorns in the wind. Other than the stinky water, there were occasionally locusts and other things, and there were no traces of humans.

Suddenly, the deathly still swamp flashed with a trace of ripples, as if something had fallen into it.

However, upon closer inspection, the ripples came from different parts of the swamp. Even the water plants beside the swamp were slowly swaying along with the ripples.

Gradually, the ripples and swaying grew larger and larger. When the entire swamp on the side of the Black Cloud Ridge began to sway, a cloud of smoke and dust rose from the direction of Jiang Country. At the same time, a rumbling sound came from the source of the smoke and dust!

The entire earth seemed to be shaking.

The smoke and dust seemed to be very far away from the Black Cloud Ridge. However, in the time it took to smoke half a cigarette, the sound of a powerful army resounded throughout the Black Cloud Ridge.

On the desolate road, a maroon horse appeared. The horse's four hooves were in the air. Every time it galloped, peach blossoms would appear under its hooves. Not only that, the horse looked extremely tired. Its entire body was blood-red, and drops of faint blood-colored sweat seeped out from its raised mane. When the sweat blew off the horse's body, it immediately turned into blood-red peach blossoms in the air.

Although the horse was tired, the muscles in its four legs trembled as it continued to gallop with all its might …

Looking at the peach red horse again, there was a woman dressed in peach red armor sitting on it. This woman had a graceful figure, and even the dazzling armor could not hide her graceful figure.

As for the woman's face, it was covered by a pink scarf. However, when the scarf fluttered in the wind, one's gaze fell on her back. There was a foot-long eagle feather arrow pierced deeply into her back. The pitch-black blood had already solidified, staining the woman's peach red armor and the saddle beneath her.

Looking around the woman, there were a few other women of similar age. These women were riding different mounts, some were horses, some were flying beasts. Although there were a few wounds on their bodies, they still held weapons in their hands and protected the woman.

In the air behind these women, there were dozens of cultivators in Daoist robes on top of a large multicolored cloud.

These cultivators were not very old, and each of them held a magic artifact of different brilliance in their hands. Although their clothes were still intact, from time to time, they would turn their heads to look at them with fear in their eyes.

In front of these cultivators was an old man. There was no cloud under his feet, but he was flying much faster than these cultivators. He looked at the woman in front of him, then looked at the Black Cloud Ridge in the distance, which was shrouded in black clouds. There was a puzzled look on his face.

Behind these cultivators, there was another group of black-armored soldiers under the lead of two generals. They were doing their best to urge their black horses forward as they vigilantly looked back.

Although these soldiers and generals were covered in blood and their black armor was mostly torn, their eyes were filled with unyielding determination. There was no sign of compromise or dejection. This was completely different from the other cultivators.

Although there were no small number of people fleeing for their lives, there were at least a hundred of them. However, the sound of their horses' hooves was scattered, and the earth was clearly not caused by them.

Looking behind them, a hundred zhang away, on the main road, a group of about three hundred cavalrymen were hot on their heels. Not to mention the thin iron armor on the black horses, even the cavalrymen on the black horses were also clad in heavy armor. The pitch-black heavy armor covered the cavalrymen from head to toe. Not to mention blades and swords, even the naked eye could not easily see through it.

What was special was that each of these knights was holding a spear in the shape of a goose egg. They stood neatly in front of the horse's head, and the black spearhead flashed with a frightening brilliance. It was obvious that it was extremely sharp.

Not only that, but above the three hundred cavalrymen, there were another two hundred or so people riding a large bird-like flying beast.

This flying beast had a pitch-black head and a blade-like beak. Its neck was bare without a single feather, and its three-meter-long wings were covered in black and white feathers.

These two hundred or so people wore armor and held crossbows in their hands.

These crossbows were not ordinary. They were actually engraved with inscriptions. Iron arrows as thick as fists were stuck in the crossbows' grooves, and at the tip of the arrows, there were inscriptions that were as small as grains of rice. Strands of Righteous Qi were rapidly flowing into the crossbows as the inscriptions flashed.

The Righteous Qi that these Confucian cultivators had always preached was now filled with a kind of austere aura.

Seeing the black clouds in the distance, a burly general in front of the heavily armored soldiers only raised his head slightly and coldly swept his gaze over them. His face, which seemed to be carved from stone, didn't change in the slightest. However, he still turned his head slightly and glanced above him. There was a huge goshawk on top of the goshawk. The goshawk was an old man in martial attire, and a sinister centipede-like scar split the old man's face in half. One of the halves was extremely red and looked terrifying.

The old man seemed to have sensed the general's gaze. He lowered his head and glanced indifferently at the general. A cold snort came from his nose. After which, he extended his right hand and drew a line in the air. It cut through the air like the edge of a blade, appearing very decisive.

The general understood and raised his hand to pat the black horse beneath him. The horse let out a long neigh that sounded like a dragon's roar. The four hooves of the horse stirred up several splashes of water. The black horse carried the heavy armor and rushed into the sky. Its speed was not much slower than the birds in the sky.

"Princess …" Seeing the black clouds in the distance gradually approaching, and a nauseating stench began to spread in all directions, an old woman who was closest to the peach blossom horse could not help but speak up. "Black Cloud Ridge is right in front of us. That place … is a place where demons run rampant.

We are fleeing for our lives without the protection of elites. How can we enter this tiger's den? "