The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Your Highness, you have just been promoted and your cultivation base is not yet stable, so don't take it lightly!" Duke Dong Luo reminded him with concern before leaving.

"I know, thanks a lot!"

Li Wenhao nodded kindly, he could feel Duke Dongluo's kindness towards him.

It's much stronger than the old bastard Black Wolf King Zhe Muhan.

"I guess it was when he grabbed Yanguang Zuomu, he couldn't hold back his hand!"

"Yeah, looking at his flushed face, it is likely that he has suffered a slight internal injury, so he has to adjust his breath in a hurry.

And I suspect that General Chi You may be hiding in the army and secretly protecting him, so let's not be troublesome! "

"Yes, yes, what you said makes sense. You look at the streets burning, and even the black iron is melted. The strength of General Chi You is far stronger than we thought."

Li Wenhao sat on the carriage, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the whispered discussions between Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan could be clearly heard in his ears.

His complexion was abnormal, not because his foundation was unstable, but because of internal injuries.

Instead, he completely absorbed Yanguang Zuomu's soul. At this time, his own soul finally underwent some changes.

In the spiritual sea, the soul that was originally deep purple, seemed to be supported by eating, and became fatter and fatter.

It was round and became a ball!

"System, this thing won't explode, right?"

Li Wenhao was a little worried, he knew that an old eighth-level soul was very powerful.

If he has not advanced to the eighth level, absorbing an eighth level spirit is enough for him to advance to the eighth level.

Unexpectedly, I have already been promoted to the eighth rank, and I still can't stand it!

"Careless!"

The system did not answer for a long time, and he was even more depressed.

Even with the overlord's golden body, he will also be lying on the seaside, humming listlessly.

"Ding, after the careful inspection of the system, the host needs to rest for a week, and don't use mental power easily!"

"I'll go, if I knew it, I would have eaten less!"

Li Wenhao scratched his bald head depressedly, and said to eat less, but he was very clear in his heart.

At that time, I wished I could have another serving, how could I eat less?

"Forget it, let's digest it honestly in the past few days!"

An old brand eighth-level spirit, possesses memories, and cultivation insights, enough for him to absorb for a long time.

Once mastered, it is bound to be another qualitative leap.

Even in the dark, he has a premonition that when the soul is no longer a ball, it is the time for his aptitude to break through the realm of heaven and man.

Why is it so difficult to advance from the eighth level to the ninth level? It is because of the natural aptitude that has stuck most people!

"Boom," ten minutes later, the carriage moved, and the army set off again.

Before dawn, he arrived at Xiaocang Mountain and set up an ambush.

In less than half an hour, 200,000 barbarian troops arrived, not only in a hurry, but also with hundreds of vehicles.

"It's really here!"

"Your Highness is really brilliant!"

The Duke of Dongluo and the black wolf king Zhemuhan are full of admiration in their eyes.

The rest is simple, the copy guy will do it!

A burst of artillery fire and the collapse of the mountain broke the barbarian army into several pieces.

Hundreds of thousands of Giant Rakshasa rushed out from both sides, the shouts of killing were loud, and the morale was high!

This kind of terrain is not suitable for the Turkic cavalry. Together with the spirit of fire, they stood on the hillside with bows and arrows.

As a result, after two rounds of shooting, I stopped shooting.

The archery that the Turkic people are proud of is eclipsed in front of Huo Ling. Not only is it not as far and accurate as Huo Ling, but it is not as durable as others.

One by one, Huo Ling shot more than twenty arrows in an orderly manner, and then took turns.

They will rest if they shoot less than ten shots.

"Where did Li's fire spirits come from? It's too scary!"

After close contact, the arrogance on the faces of the Turkic people disappeared, and turned into deep admiration.

"Iron King Luo, you can't escape today!"

Among the rebellious army, the Duke of Dongluo, the black wolf king Zhe Muhan, and a group of high-ranking generals immediately set their sights on the Iron King Luo under the command of the commander-in-chief.

"How do you know that I'm going here?"

Iron King Luo's body soared three meters, like a real savage, brandishing a giant ax desperately.

Feeling the mass death of his subordinates, his eyes were breathing fire.

"Haha, it's the people from the Yan tribe in Nanfang City, they said you will come here today.

Originally, Nanfang City was taken back, we thought you would change the road, but we didn't expect you to be so careless, you dared to leave! "

Zhe Muhan, the black wolf king, laughed loudly, being able to kill a seventh rank of a foreign race, this is a very honorable achievement on the grassland!

"Impossible, I just decided to go here this morning?" Iron King Luo was stunned when he heard this, and then he was furious: "Yanguang Zuomu, you old man hurt me!"

"Yanguang Zuomu?" Zhe Muhan was a little dazed, with a trace of doubt in his heart, seeing that Tie Wang Luo's expression did not look like a fake.

It's a pity that at this time, where there is no time to think, just chop with a knife!

As long as he is hacked to death, no matter how he got here!

"Don't talk nonsense with him, Huo Ling shoots him!" Li Wenhao yelled while standing on a mountain peak far away.

He didn't want Tie Wang Luo to talk nonsense.

"Buzzing buzzing buzzing," in midair, seven giant flaming eyes shot out invisible arrows of light one after another.

"Li Wenhao, my Iron King Tribe will never let you go!"

Besieged by the Black Wolf King Zhe Muhan and others, Iron King Luo had no escape, this guy was also tough, he was hit by five arrows in a row, and he could still stand upright.

Until the last two arrows, his head exploded, and his legs were still standing among the rocks.

"It's really a man, but it's a pity that he's not from my clan!"

"Yeah, this guy's combat power is really good!"

The Duke of Dongluo, the Black Wolf King Zhemuhan, looked at Iron King Luo's body with a complicated expression.

"Okay, don't sigh, quickly end the battle, let's go to Drew City!"

Li Wenhao drifted by in a gust of wind, left a word, and took away Iron Wang Luo's body by the way.

"This guy is really cold-blooded!"

"Young people nowadays are too utilitarian!"

The Duke of Dongluo, the black wolf king Zhe Muhan shook his head vigorously, with an expression of shame and companionship.

But when they saw that Iron King Luo Ring, who fell on the ground, rushed up together.

"The first thing I saw was mine!"

"Nonsense, obviously I saw it first!"

"These two old bastards still have the nerve to laugh at me?" Li Wenhao held a big ring happily.

In terms of robbery experience, who can compare to him?

"The young patriarch is dead, run away!"

"Surrender, we surrender, doesn't King Langya not kill the prisoners?"

"Woooo, I don't want to die!"

With the death of Iron King Luo, the morale of the barbarians completely dropped to zero, and even became a negative number.

There is no way to escape, and they can only kneel down and surrender in large numbers.

However, Li Wenhao remembered that the ruins outside the southern city had not been left behind this time.

Under the shooting of 100,000 fire spirits, the 200,000 barbarian army was wiped out in just half an hour.

Among them, 150,000 were killed by the fire spirit, and the total number of Turkic people and Ju Luocha people was less than 50,000.

"Langya's special units are too strong!" Black Wolf King Zhe Muhan admired, this is already the nth time of the day.