Chapter 63: Resurrection, Liaodong Iron Cavalry

A ghost soldier was leisurely and contented.

Suddenly, a light of the rainbow refining light slashed with a sharp sword, and suddenly it turned into clouds and smoke, leaving a wooden battle spirit.

Wang Ce happily released Tao Yuanming to swallow the battle spirit, and smiled with satisfaction. Unfortunately, this battle spirit was a little lower. Tao Yuanming had swallowed more than ten consecutively but did not increase his cultivation.

It seems that the effect of swallowing the same level will be more significant.

Thinking of the past, Wang Ce was satisfied, happy, and happy. When the Hunan Army was resurrected for the first time, he was so depressed that he was dying. He was not a hematopoietic machine or a human-shaped blood bank, so how could there be so much blood to resurrect the army in large quantities?

Even if only the elites are resurrected, and only a few hundred people come, Wang Ce probably won’t be able to resurrect the bone marrow if he drains it.

After the previous period, Wang Ce got rid of his constant depression and troubles. The resurrection army did not require his blood, but other people's blood would do. Just like when the Hunan Army was resurrected, Wang Ce's soul was not used, but Zeng Guofan's soul.

The commander of an elite army is the soul of this army. This sentence is indeed true.

Wang Ce's second discovery was that only by resurrecting in batches can the army be revived. This batch means at least five war spirits in each batch.

"I really want to gain more energy and souls. Where are the people? I want to kill people and start killing." Wang Ce stared at the Liaodong Iron Cavalry who was exploring in front of him, and smiled.

Unfortunately, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry was a bit unworthy of its name and had no war horses, so it became an infantryman.

The answer is already out, which one is stronger, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry or the Hunan Army. Although the elite of the Hunan Army who are resurrected are the upper-level Yin soldiers, the elite of the Liaodong Iron Cavalry are the upper-level Yin Guards.

If it was Yue Fei's Beiwei Army, I don't know what level it would be. If it was the Heroic level, it would be terrifying. Even if the Beiwei Army is the elite among the Yue family's elite, it is not large. However, once the Heroic War Spirit forms an army, it would be terrifying.

Imagine how terrible an army composed of human heroic fighting spirits would be!

Wang Ce suddenly became excited and inexplicably: "Grandpa Yue, Grandpa Qi, we are really looking forward to you."

"Maybe, I should put the resurrection army first. As long as there is an army composed of war spirits...hey, even if the court attacks me three to five years later, I will still not pee the court!"

Wang Ce thought about it again and became more and more determined to see this view!

If the battle emperor Qin Shihuang could be resurrected, I don’t know if the Qin army could be resurrected. If so, Wang Ce would dare to ask the people of the world to understand what the tyrannical Qin army is!

What is a violent soldier? It is not easy to expel hundreds of thousands of Qin army war spirits and defeat the Northern Tang Dynasty.

There will definitely be that day. Wang Ce held his fists and excitedly looked forward to the day when the tyrannical Qin army was resurrected!

Throw away unrealistic fantasies and return to reality.

Wang Ce had to kill ghosts all over the world like a coolie, complaining to Zhan Ling: "It's unreasonable to see that I work so hard, but there is not much benefit.

The advantage of going deep into the ghost world is that Wang Ce is not likely to meet those teenagers who want to exchange their heads for benefits. However, once they meet, they are probably masters.

Wang Ce did not dare to be too reckless, so he remotely controlled Li Chengliang to send a few Liaodong cavalry to disguise themselves as ghosts to investigate, or fight to devour ghosts.

In fact, after killing all the way, Wang Ce found that the level of ghosts was easy to judge. From the eyes, the level of the eyes can be distinguished, which is basically the same as the level of war spirit identification. But it is said that some ghosts who open up their intelligence will cover up this feature.

Once a ghost completes the condensation and cultivates into a ghost general, it will open up considerable intelligence. From the beginning of the Ghost King, the ghost has already possessed complete intelligence.

In such a martial arts world where the winner is the king, humans can recognize the titles of Ghost Lord, Ghost Sect and even Ghost Emperor. It can be seen that the power of these three is absolutely not inferior to human wisdom.

Suddenly, telepathy was like a telepathy, and I felt a simple message coming from Li Chengliang. At first, Wang Ce didn't know the meaning, but after a few times, he understood that it meant "discovery".

He caught up quietly and without a break, Wang Ce crawled down, and at a glance, his face suddenly changed: "It's really... it's true that there's cheating."

Anything related to exams, no matter how strict the system is, cheating is inevitable.

The gorgeously dressed young man not far away even showed a trace of sword energy, holding a sword that was definitely a magic or even human level.

Why did the court gather 200 young men the day before the martial arts performance? In addition to preventing people from infiltrating with disguise war spirits, it is to confiscate everyone's personal equipment and re-issue equipment of the same level as the lower level.

Like other young men, Wang Ce was only of low-level magic.

Not many people are capable of cheating under the eyes of the court, and the royal family is definitely one of them. King Zhong issued a semi-public killing order. If he couldn't even cheat, then Wang Ce would not mind despise the other party's unlimited IQ.

Wang Ce secretly narrowed his eyes and thought: "This time there are three royal children participating, right? Or is it the one of the loyal king?"

A young man hurried from the east: "Two people were killed in the north, which may have been done by Wang Ce. If so, then he might be nearby now."

The gorgeous young man showed a faint nobility: "Find him and kill him."

"Don't have to work hard. I'll stand here and see how you kill me." The voice actually came from behind the boy.

The boy who turned and left suddenly showed fear, mixed with severe pain, coughing dryly, but he couldn't cough up any sound, and his throat made a wind-like sound.

Because the tip of the sword penetrated through his throat, slowly dripping steaming blood.

A ghostly emerged, and Wang Ce wiped the sword with a smile: "I don't like killing people, because once the rules are broken, I can't stop it, and there is no reason to imprison the devil in my heart."

"If possible, I really don't want to kill people. What a pity..."

Wang Ce took his chin and said, "Can you tell me why King Zhong wanted to kill me, why did you want to kill me? I'm very curious." Wang Ce showed eager curiosity.

The young man in Jinyi showed a faint sense of pride: "The dead don't have to know so much."

"You make sense. So...you go to die!" Before the lingering sound fell, Wang Ce disappeared like a ghost, as if he was flying and sliding, and in the blink of an eye passed by the young man in Jinyi. A brilliant sound of metal and stone attack burst out.

The shadow-taking Wang Ce entangled the young man like a ghost, glanced at the sword that had been cut out several gaps, and cursed: "Really..."

The grade of a sword has nothing to do with sharpness, mainly because of the difference in true qi conduction. There are very few people who pursue sharp weapons, and it is actually rare to easily cut off enemy weapons.

The sword cannot hold on to the battle!

Wang Ce decisively rubbed his body upwards, and a torn whistling burst out from the tip of the sword: "Glass Gold!"

The young man was trapped in the glazed land and witnessed the sword lights like gossips coming, showing a look of horror, his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "I am a royal family, you dare!"

"Unfortunately, I guessed it. So you still die!"

Wang Ce's eyes remained cold, and the gold of glass invaded his body in a blink of an eye. Under this extraordinary sword technique, this royal child's cultivation level may not be better than that of Mr. An.

However, he couldn't resist the excellent equipment of this guy. He was only severely injured and quickly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood. Seeing that he was showing a crazy counterattack, Wang Ce used his shadow and lifted his sword and turned into a ray of light!

The royal family shook his body, revealing the deepest fear and despair! It clearly sensed the coldness pierced into his mouth!

"Take the sword away." Wang Ce's eyes were burning: "I ask you, what does it have to do with King Zhong?" The royal family trembled and shook his head slightly.

Obviously, this royal boy has nothing to do with King Zhong, and he is not trying to please King Zhong. Wang Ce Suomei: "Then why do you put me to death?"

The royal family made a move tremblingly!
Chapter completed!