Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Just as Zhou Jinggang was about to say something, news suddenly came from the scientific research department, and a brand-new puppet machine came into view.

This time it is not a battle puppet, but a base construction puppet that can be assembled into a mobile castle in a very short time.

Seeing this thing, Zhou Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately contacted the scientific research department and said:

"Is research and development completed?"

"The data verification has completely passed and it can be put into use on the battlefield at any time."

"How many are there?"

"There are only a thousand units at the moment."

One thousand units equals one thousand mobile base fortresses.

It was originally prepared to regain West China, but Ye Xiang's return accelerated the plan to regain the territory of West China.

We have to advance, otherwise when the royal family joins forces with foreign races to attack China, without the West China Theater, the defensive pressure will be much greater.

Zhou Jing quickly calculated an accurate strategic plan through the data of these mobile castle puppets, and immediately issued an order: "Baiyin and Dingxi will each draw half of their military strength to speed up the recovery and construction of Jincheng, and invest two hundred fortress puppets in each of the two towns. "

"The remaining three hundred units are put into Jincheng, and the remaining two hundred units are transported directly to Haidong City."

After the order was issued, transport planes quickly flew in the direction of the Scientific Research Department, transporting mobile fortress machines to the North China front line.

Ye Xiang's advancement speed has exceeded the command's original plan, but this is a good thing. Ye Xiang's combat power and performance seem to be the same as before, and they will always bring unimaginable surprises.

After a series of instructions were issued and executed, Zhou Jing contacted Ye Xiang and said, "Ye Xiang, you can continue. Take Haidong City, and then Xiping. I will try my best to keep up with the support, but there is still a possibility of being out of touch. Be careful."

"Well, okay."

Ye Xiang glanced at the distance, without any hesitation, directly used the thunder method to possess, turning into a brilliant lightning and heading straight to the next city.

Even those alien horned ghosts who escaped could only watch helplessly as the familiar thunder light in the sky flashed forward.

This……

They ran out to go to that place, but now, the demon was even faster than them. Do they still want to continue running forward...

boom!

Even though they were dozens of kilometers apart, they saw the terrifying thunder crackling and roaring in the distance, turning half of the sky white.

The Celestial Master of the Taoist Sect of the human race.

Just like back then, the God of War and the King of Heaven wreaked havoc on foreign races, killing everyone under the throne!

Only the ant-like foreign races will be ignored, causing them to tremble and fear appearing in their eyes.

Arriving at Haidong City, the sky was full of talismans, like the moon covering the sky, falling one by one.

If it doesn’t rain in Sea Winter City, then create rain.

The rain talisman turned into heavy rain and fell with a roar.

The horned ghost aliens stained by the talisman water are reflected in Ye Xiang's perception through their spiritual power, and their level strength is clear at a glance.

The light blue talisman rain is like a flash of light in the dark night, which is very dreamy.

Shrouded in this human city that has fallen for a hundred years.

In the desolation of the ruins, you can feel how desperate and helpless the human race was under the trampling of the horned ghost alien race.

But what awaits them is death, even despair that is more painful than death.

As long as the foreign tribes that invaded China have such hatred, Ye Xiang can clearly feel it when he walks into this land.

Everything that happened in those hundreds of years seems to be reprinted in my mind with every step.

This is the new ability that, as a heavenly master, is born after integrating the way of heaven.

The Taoist master's calculations and the heavenly Taoist master's destiny rules are common to both. There is no need to use interior calculations, so you can see everything in the past everywhere.

Ye Xiang didn't know what impact such a change would have on him. Even if he knew, he wouldn't mind. He would only become more aware of his mission.

As a heavenly master, I not only want the Taoist sect to reappear in the world.

The duty of the Heavenly Master is for the human race.

A few years ago, that young man only thought that after changing his profession and becoming a Heavenly Master, he would change his destiny and become stronger.

Watch Daozang day after day, from day to night.

At that time, the young man may not have known what he would have to face and what he would have to bear once he became a Heavenly Master.

If you knew it, would you still be so carefree, even forgetting to eat and sleep?

No one can change in a breath, but at the moment when he merges with the divine way of heaven, Ye Xiang understands the responsibilities of the heavenly master.

There is no turning back.

Stab it!

Countless thunder spells fell from the sky, hitting every horned ghost king accurately.

Rumble rumble-!

Thousands of terrifying thunders filled the entire Sea Winter City.

The thunder method was used to the extreme, and the rain talisman was used as a guide for spiritual power, which was simply a fixed-point attack.

Countless horned ghost kings were wailing miserably, their bodies exploding in the lightning.

Some were forced to carry it down, their whole bodies trembling and smoking, and they looked miserable.

But before he could take a breath, a golden sword beam spanned dozens of miles and chopped off his head with one sword.

And Ye Xiang was standing in the sky above Haidong City, his spiritual energy being consumed crazily.

Some of the countless talismans replenished the rain talisman on the sky, and some turned into thunder talismans, which then turned into thunder and fell with the rain talisman.

The sword talisman pours into the golden light and divine curse, turning into a golden sword, wielding the sword from afar, killing foreigners.

All the Taoist techniques of the Taoist sect were used to the extreme in Ye Xiang's hands, and he even used them in combination.

When the six ace troops and the twelve zodiac guardians came to Haidong City, they saw Ye Xiang showing off his power from a distance.

It wasn't until this moment that Yuan Wu understood that Ye Xiang was still a bit low-key.

There is no pressure here, this is simply below the throne, invincible!

At this time, a fighter plane spanned two to three thousand kilometers and flew from the mainland of Rihua Island.

It was the God of War, Mr. Hengqing. He was worried about Ye Xiang being the head coach this time, so he secretly came over to take a look.

But after seeing Ye Xiang's performance, he was surprised at first, and then felt distressed.

As a nine-level powerhouse, he could vaguely see the changes in Ye Xiang.

Divinity guides, humanity dims.

"This child... oh... why are you so anxious? Didn't I say, the sky is falling, and we old guys are still carrying it, why is this child..."

Old man Hengqing couldn't help but burst into tears, and the Tang Hengdao he held tightly in his hand turned white.

After a long while, he sighed.

"go back!"

The driver was stunned, "Huh? God of War, we have just arrived."

"I'll go back when I say it!" Heng Qing said with a murderous look on his face.

This West China theater is Ye Xiang's home field.

Once he showed up, many people would definitely think that Ye Xiang's military exploits were all because of his help.

For Ye Xiang to return to China and become the pillar of the new generation, he must cleanly win the West China Theater as proof!

I believe this is what the chief wants to do, let him become the coach of this battle.

"Yes!"

The driver immediately turned around and flew away.

Ye Xiang had already felt the aura of Mr. Heng, and looked up at the fighter plane that had flown away.

(Wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)