Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"Training is okay, but I have limited time." Xia Qingchen pondered: "At most there are only ten days."

Ten days, it is difficult to train a decent team unless the soldiers have a strong foundation.

"Is it only ten days?" Bai Zhantian was a little disappointed. It was difficult to have much effect in the short period.

Xia Qingchen said: "The time for the Yunlan Group to train in my hands is only half a month."

When he took over the Yunluan Regiment, it was in the 100th Regiment of the Northwest Army, which was regarded as the bottom line, but it turned upside down in half a month.

Bai Zhantian Shicai rejuvenated: "Okay, half a month is half a month! Then I will select some indigenous people from southern Xinjiang for you, provided you can control them."

The soldiers in the military palace, dispatched a thousand people, will surely be noticed by those who are interested.

So try to recruit strong young people outside the military palace!

Xia Qingchen chuckled. Are there soldiers he can't control?

Bai Zhantiandao: "It's not that I question your abilities, but that southern Xinjiang is different from other places. This place strongly advocates military force. If you want to conquer those unruly indigenous people, you must convince them in every way."

"Only in the name of God of War, you may not be able to subdue them." Bai Zhantian worried.

Those indigenous people are not soldiers, although they admire Xia Qingchen, but they may not be as awesome as soldiers of the legion.

If there are a few of them, it will be more difficult to train.

"Three days later, take me to see them." Xia Qingchen said flatly: "In addition, I have a condition."

"Please say!"

"After destroying the bandits, this team temporarily borrowed me to call for a while."

Bai Zhantian nodded happily: "Of course no problem!"

The two hit it off, and Bai Zhantian sat up and said with satisfaction: "Master Xia, all of you please!"

Open the door.

Thousands of flowers and tears have been taken away, and they have been taken by Yanyu County Master and others for emergency treatment, because at the end of the knock, she was already unconscious and collapsed.

"Commander, Master Xia, the punishment is completed." Wu Xiong said.

Bai Zhantian's nostrils hummed lightly: "It's not because she wants to learn from the barbarians' arrogance, how can she forgive her so simple?"

Afterwards, he clenched his fists and left with Wu Xiong.

Xia Qingchen waved to Lian Xing and others: "Let's go too."

Qiu Qiu came up and said, "Master Chen, where shall we go?"

Xia Qingchen's eyes turned to the center of Tiannan City, where a dream hall shrouded from the ground, shrouded in smoke, disillusioned in his eyes.

"Cool Realm, General Temple!" He spit out the numbers and walked away.

There are countless temples in the cold realm, most of which are the Ningshuang God King's temple. The capital of southern Xinjiang is the main hall of all the temples within one border.

Any branch hall is subject to its jurisdiction.

Xia Qingchen hesitated in looking at the general temple that was getting closer and closer.

The rest of the branch halls are okay to say, but the main hall in one place is a very sensitive place.

He has a divine nature, and some inadvertent actions may cause vision. If it causes unnecessary trouble, it is not good.

"Wow! What a big temple!" Qiu Qiu raised the dog's head, his eyes full of surprise.

Among the endless incense and smoke, a hall that is larger than the Royal Palace of Liangjing and is even more splendid, stands in the center of the capital of southern Xinjiang.

It is ten miles long and wide, and there are countless small halls in the main hall, each of which enshrines different gods.

In front of the main hall, people come and go, which is more lively than the market.

Why have the temples seen in the past have the heaviest incense in front of them?

Especially in the most central and glorious temple, there is a countless worshiper in front of a Baizhang white jade statue with peaceful appearance and majestic makeup and gentleness.

Xia Qingchen gently looked at the past, and his calm mind still raised ripples.

In the past one thousand years, he has never forgotten a sword.

He stood in front of the door for a long time before finally striding into the temple.

His right foot had just crossed the threshold and landed on the ground of the temple. The entire temple shook slightly.

As Xia Qingchen thought, the main hall of Liangjing is not comparable to the ordinary small temple,

The people around were as usual and didn't care what the slight tremor meant, but they should not hide the perception of the main shrine lord.

Xia Qingchen was about to retract his foot, and there was a sound of languishness in the midst of peace.

The sound is suddenly volatile, violently strong and weak, and suddenly far and near, making it unpredictable.

Suddenly, Xia Qingchen suddenly had a flower in front of him, a tall crown above his head, dressed in a brilliant embroidered Xingyue robe, and a majestic face like an emperor, appeared in front of him.

Also appearing together were ten indifferent iron protectors on both sides of him.

The group of eleven people appeared in an instant, that's why they cultivated beyond the small moon position and reached the middle moon position.

Emperor old man, Xiu Wei may even have surpassed the middle moon position!

Their presence calmed the vibrating earth, and the arrogant aura surrounded the world.

Pedestrians nearby felt extremely depressed, as if the atmosphere was evacuated, they covered their throats and suffocated.

Ping Xing, Qiu Qiu and Bai Xiaozhu were all so, all breathed hard and their heartbeats accelerated.

Only Xia Qingchen was slightly better, but not much better.

"A friend comes from afar, not to mention." The emperor and old man are indifferent like the god of Brahma, and the overbearing aura is brutally suppressing the Quartet.

Xia Qingchen sighed secretly. Unexpectedly, he was felt by the powerful masters of the temple so soon.

But, just as he was about to speak, the eyes of the emperor's old man crossed him and looked behind him.

Ok?

Xia Qingchen glanced back, but not far behind him, came a handsome young man in a neat and neat dress.

His face is elegant, his temperament is dusty, and there is a confident smile in his mouth.

At this moment, the positive and negative hands came to the temple.

"Unexpectedly, I was discovered so quickly." The young man smiled and stepped up, and passed Xia Qingchen, and came to the emperor and the old man: "The barbarian told me that the most terrible thing in the cold environment is not the cold king. , But the head of the main hall, as expected."

It turned out that the emperor and the old man in front of him were the main lords of the main shrine in the cold realm, and returned to Xuliu!

A martial arts supreme who can't hide and rarely show up.

Looking at the cold environment, the only one who can compete with the Budo Supreme Gu Qianhen, only him alone!

Guixu Liu overlooked the youth, and his voice was like a dream: "The son of the barbarian god is like you, and it is not the same as the little one. Because you are here, you can shake the gods."

The young man in front of him is not a person beside him, it is Lou Nanjing, known as a slave to the generation of military masters!

He also has a little-known identity-the descendant of the barbarian god!

At that time, the barbarian god broke into the void and became a god. His descendants naturally had a trace of the power of the gods.

But unlike the Night Devil's Dome, the power of the Divine Vein is weak, almost nothing, the power of the Divine Vestige of the Slave Heaven is unprecedented. With the power of the Divine Vein, he cultivated to reach the peak and surpassed his contemporary peers.

Its status is also highly respected, and the Barbarian King must be in awe of its three points!

However, they seem to have misunderstood.

It is impossible for a descendant of a barbarian god to cause the gods to shake.

Only the king of the past can cause this vision!

(End of this chapter)