Chapter 198: Remember to Come Pick Me Up

More Shaman tribe armies appeared in the distance, lining up and rushing into the realm.

Wei Yuan was startled at first, then realized that the lineup of this army was different; it looked like a staggering number, but in reality, there were only soldiers in the circle around, and the center was completely empty, with only a tower carriage pushed by dozens of Shaman tribe strongmen. A large flag was inserted on the carriage. The large flag constantly released military Qi, shrouding all the generals and soldiers inside.

Looking from afar, this was a great army of at least 100,000, but as soon as they entered the realm, Wei Yuan knew their reality; there were at most 10,000 people.

But the battle had reached this point, and these 10,000 fresh troops were enough to change the situation of the entire battlefield.

Wei Yuan's expression was solemn; although he knew that the true decisive battle was likely outside the firmament, the decisive battle on the ground still had to be fought by himself. Don't let the True Lords return in victory from the heavens, only to find that the mortals on the ground have all died.

Another Shaman tribe captain raised the military flag and took over the command; he was the eighth main general of this battle.

After raising the flag, the sound of horns rang out in the Shaman army, and the Shaman army that was still fighting in front of the formation began to retreat slowly, returning to the main camp to wait for reinforcements.

Wei Yuan looked left and right. At this time, the 10,000 main force only had 3,000 left, and there were more than a thousand wounded lying behind the formation. The 1,500 elite cultivators led by Cui Yu now only had 600 left, and of the hundred or so Dao foundation captains, only thirty were alive. The iron cavalry led by Wei Yuan himself still had 70, and the thirteen young masters and misses were still relatively safe.

Relying on these few thousand people to fight against the Shaman army of more than 20,000, without the 'Moment of All Living Things', it was almost impossible.

A glimmer of possibility lay in Wei Yuan himself. Looking at his subordinates who were all injured, Wei Yuan said habitually: "It's okay, this battle is easy to fight! I'll charge a round first, you all watch... "

Suddenly the ground began to shake, and teams of human soldiers appeared around, and in the blink of an eye, there were thousands!

When they got closer, it could be seen that the vast majority were mortals, all in rags, none of them had armor, and most of what they held were farm tools, with few swords or spears. In the formation, there were not only strong men, but also old people, women, and half-grown children.

An old man shouted, and countless old people with gray hair walked out of each team, everyone holding a sharp knife; their equipment was better than the strong men.

The old man was tall and big, and although he was old, he had great spirit. He raised the sharp knife in his hand and said loudly: "Realm Master Wei, we have discussed it, those over fifty will go and fight the Shaman tribe to the death first! If there is immortal power, then trouble you to add it to us, three breaths are enough! After these old guys are all dead, everyone else will go up!"

The Shaman tribe's main general had already joined forces with the reinforcements, but looking at the tens of thousands of mortals who suddenly appeared, his expression was also solemn. Although these people looked like ordinary mortals, in the bloody battle, he had seen mortals suddenly possess incredible power more than once, instantly making the elite Northern Territory soldiers suffer heavy casualties.

This world-class elite fought with more against fewer, but still suffered nearly 40,000 casualties. A thought suddenly flashed through the Shaman general's mind: the remaining 20,000-plus cannot be damaged anymore, otherwise, there will be no backbone in the future, and this unit will be difficult to rebuild. Anyway, the Lord's plan has succeeded, and the battlefield here is already insignificant.

Once this thought arose, he blew the horn, and the Shaman army closed the formation, turning from offense to defense. Immediately, more than a dozen teams of Shaman tribe soldiers came out of the formation and began to search for their own warriors who had not yet died on the battlefield, lifting them back one by one. Wei Yuan didn't want to fight anymore, so he waved his hand, and his own side also dispatched some small teams to collect the wounded.

After a while, the Shaman tribe army turned and withdrew from the realm.

After a moment of silence, cheers rang out throughout the realm, countless people jumped for joy, and more were crying with joy, lying on the ground and kissing the soil that had drunk its fill of blood.

In Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness, a misty drizzle suddenly fell, condensing into strands of cyan Qi, and more advanced cyan Qi was generated.

Suddenly, Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness shook, and clusters of rain threads gathered at one point, finally turning from virtual to real, becoming a round cyan water droplet. This is also Qi luck, and it is one level higher than the thick cyan Qi!

Wei Yuan was a little curious, felt it slightly, and found that this drop of cyan Qi luck actually came from Cui Yu. Wei Yuan was stunned; this guy was usually arrogant, how could he have this side?

The rain continued to fall, and there was more and more cyan Qi, and many misty cyan Qi merged with each other and gradually turned into advanced cyan Qi. At this time, the source of the cyan Qi could no longer be distinguished, just continuously pouring into the sea of consciousness.

At this time, Cui Yu divided the remaining troops into two, part of them on guard to prevent the Shaman tribe from making a comeback, and the other part cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded, everything in an orderly manner, gradually having the demeanor of a great general.

At this time, above the firmament, flowing fire and thunder suddenly overflowed from the void, and the old Daoist, Shuli, and Fengye rolled out of the void, all in a sorry state. The old Daoist's two long eyebrows were burned clean, and his Daoist robe was shattered, revealing two muscular arms.

The old Daoist had a black face and said angrily: "You two are considered famous people, why are you so lacking in martial virtue? It's one thing to fight two against one, but you actually attacked this old Daoist's eyebrows and tore people's clothes; it's truly shameless!"

Shuli snorted and said coldly: "Who told you to insist on fighting one against two? Old thief Xuanyue, although we can't take you down, you haven't reached the level of an immortal body. If we can't break your body, can't we pull out your eyebrows? You ruined our Shaman tribe's major event, these are just small punishments. By the way, your Daoist robe is of low quality, even the Dharma Form doesn't like to wear it, how can it withstand our fight? Can you blame us for breaking it?"

Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue's old face turned red, and he changed the subject: "Ruined what major event of yours, tell me and let me be happy too?"

Fengye snorted and said: "You won't be able to laugh when you know. The Lord's original intention was to surround and kill the Western Jin King Cheng hidden here, but I didn't expect you, old thief, to have higher combat power than rumored, actually dragging me in too; I was originally going to surround and kill King Cheng."

Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue's expression gradually became serious: "So you were plotting against a Fenhai Zhenjun!"

Shuli said: "If King Cheng doesn't die, those disciples and grand-disciples of yours won't have an easy time. However, taking out seven of your Dharma Forms in one breath this time can be considered a great victory. The Lord has received this gift from heaven and earth, and maybe he can go a step further. Old thief, you'd better change your luck and pray that the Lord doesn't catch you next time."

Xuanyue was fearless: "This old Daoist's Dharma body is now complete, why would I fear that so-called Lord of yours? Wait until he cultivates into a Heavenly Shaman before saying such big words!"

The three had long since fought a real fire, and at this time they glared at each other, weighing in their hearts whether to continue. At this time, a charming red light suddenly lit up in the distance, and a cyan meteor flew out of the red light and disappeared in an instant.

Then two towering figures appeared in the red light, and did not continue to chase. In the realm, Wei Yuan was planning to go to Sun Yu's small courtyard to treat his wounds, but stopped halfway.

Behind Bao Yun was standing on the road ahead, waiting for him.

"Senior Sister, you..."

Behind Bao Yun turned around and said calmly: "I have to go. I scolded the old dog, and the matter is too big, so the family wants to take me back."

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. He looked at Behind Bao Yun's empty sleeve and asked: "Is your injury serious?"

Behind Bao Yun raised her sleeve and said: "It's a bit troublesome, I almost died at the time. But it will be fine when I go back. In terms of immortal family methods, our Bao family will only have more, not less, don't worry."

"En, that's good." Wei Yuan nodded blankly.

Actually, he knew that Behind Bao Yun would leave sooner or later; as the future hope of the Bao family, she could not stay in the Western Region for a long time. The Azure Void was ultimately based on Wei Yuan, how could the Bao family tolerate their most outstanding descendant assisting others?

But when it was time to part, Wei Yuan felt that the time spent together was so short, as if they had just met and were about to separate again. Wei Yuan suddenly remembered the letter he wrote to Behind Bao Yun, which started with: 'After parting for years, I miss you very much...'

After this parting, when will we meet again?

At this time, Wei Yuan couldn't say anything, and all the beautiful articles he had learned were thrown to the nine heavens.

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Behind Bao Yun suddenly stretched out her right hand and said: "Come, give me a hug!"

"Ah?" Wei Yuan's mind was blank, and he mechanically opened his arms and hugged Behind Bao Yun lightly.

Behind Bao Yun said: "When you have achievements in the future, remember to go to the family and pick me up."

"I will." Although he didn't understand why Behind Bao Yun would say this, since Behind Bao Yun requested it, Wei Yuan promised solemnly.

Behind Bao Yun smiled very happily, so happily that the surroundings were sprinkled with sunshine, and then her figure disappeared, and a leaf fell slowly in the air.

On the main peak, Seeing Ji Liuli sighed and said: "Finally someone left."

Zhang Sheng said calmly: "The immortal path is ten thousand years long, there are always people coming and always people going."

Seeing Ji Liuli frowned and said: "Alright, alright, don't be sentimental! I beg you! When will you change this problem you left behind when practicing 'Separation'?"

Zhang Sheng's face turned red rarely, and he said: "This has become a part of my Dao heart, it's not easy to change."

Seeing Ji Liuli suddenly felt a little lonely and said: "Behind Bao Yun left, and I just remembered that I have been away from the sect for so long. It was happy when we beat up Xu Henshui together, but unfortunately, such days may never come again."

"The immortal path is still long, we have only taken the first step. Besides, if we want to beat up Xu Henshui now, can he still resist?"

Seeing Ji Liuli rolled her eyes at him and said: "The war will get bigger and bigger in the future, we need to use our brains more. How about it, my plan of bluffing this time is not bad, right? You kept the last two swords unused, and I used the Fengshui formation to amplify your momentum infinitely, so that any Great Shaman who approaches will have the feeling of a great disaster. Look, this time four Shaman tribe 'You Shamans' came, and even the 'Saint Shaman' came out, but not a single Great Shaman dared to appear in the realm."

Zhang Sheng had to admit that sometimes not drawing a sword is more useful than drawing a sword. But in this battle, he really became a decoration; although he played a crucial role, a decoration is a decoration.

Zhang Sheng sighed and said: "Sealing the immortal sword, the time is almost up, right?"

Seeing Ji Liuli calculated the heavenly secrets in her heart, and after a moment she smiled and said: "Congratulations, there are only three days left."

Zhang Sheng spat out a mouthful of turbid air; the miserable years finally saw the dawn.

At this moment in the north, the mysterious Shaman scholar who was over two zhang tall swept his gaze over the several Great Shamans kneeling in front of him and frowned: "Do you really feel that a peerless immortal sword is gestating in the center of the realm?"

Several Great Shamans hurriedly said: "It is absolutely true, we are willing to swear by the Ancestral Shaman!"

"Then you can't be blamed for being afraid of death. En, peerless immortal sword, peerless immortal sword... the human race is indeed cunning. It seems that we want to fish for Dharma Forms, and they also want to fish for Great Shamans, it's just that you are too afraid of death and didn't catch them."

He stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and said: "This matter cannot be ignored. Go, set up the altar, I want to perform the ritual myself, and add another immortal sword prohibition to that region!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 199 =====