Bai Xiaochun was very excited when he thought of the dignity and beauty of becoming the captain of the ten thousand lords, and quickly got up and walked out of the barracks. Zhao Long and the others hurriedly met after seeing the empress Bai Xiaochun.
"Call all the brothers, let's go to the high tower and witness Bai Xiaochun become... the captain of ten thousand masters!" Bai Xiaochun waved his hand, proudly speaking, proudly.
As soon as his words came out, Zhao Long was taken aback, and quickly notified him. Soon, thousands of cultivators under Bai Xiaochun knew about this, and they arrived one after another.
"Brothers, when I become the captain, we will eat more meat and drink more wine!" Bai Xiaochun yelled, flew out, and went straight to the tower.
Thousands of monks behind him were all excited by hearing what Bai Xiaochun said. They didn't have any doubts about Bai Xiaochun's words. Bai Xiaochun said here that he could become a ten thousand chief today, and they believed that Bai Xiaochun would definitely be able to do it.
At this moment, they flew out one by one, surrounded by Bai Xiaochun, strong and domineering all the way, and flew directly to the tower.
Thousands of monks turned into thousands of changhongs, and they immediately attracted the attention of monks in the Great Wall. But when they saw that the leader was Bai Xiaochun, many people looked jokingly. They used to see such a scene often before, but now it has some I haven't seen Bai Xiaochun go out in the days, and I didn't expect to see it again today.
Gradually, they turned their gazes back and didn't pay too much attention. Soon, Bai Xiaochun and his party flew outside the tower. Here, many monks were either exchanging items or offering sacrifices to their souls.
When Bai Xiaochun and others arrived, these people here just took a look, and didn't care too much, they still did their own things in their own way.
Bai Xiaochun ignored these people. He stood by the tower and took a deep breath. His body jumped up and flew into the air, following the way he saw a Tianjiao offering sacrifices to the soul in the high sky. With a flick of his sleeve, he immediately took out a soul ball and smashed it directly!
At the moment the soul ball was crushed, with a bang, tens of thousands of wronged souls spread fiercely from within. This scene immediately attracted the attention of many cultivators below. Seeing the tens of thousands of souls, some of them showed their eyes. Envy, but more, but not paying too much attention, and withdrawing his gaze as soon as he swept away.
"It's Bai Xiaochun!"
At the moment when tens of thousands of wronged souls appeared, the tower's giant eyes flashed, and these souls were suddenly sucked into the giant eyes and disappeared.
Bai Xiaochun was proud of his heart, but he still slapped the storage space indifferently, took out a soul ball again, and smashed it again. Soon, tens of thousands of souls appeared. When they were taken away by the giant eye again, everyone below saw Bai Xiaochun. After taking out the third soul ball, some people gradually looked surprised.
But at the moment when Bai Xiaochun was about to smash it, suddenly, there was a long rainbow in the distance, whizzing out, and this long rainbow was full of blood and even more amazing evil spirit, which seemed to spread everywhere.
"That's... the monsoon!"
"Monsoon commander, before Bai Xiaochun rises, he is most likely to become the leader of ten thousand by virtue of the cultivation monk. I don't know who can be the first commander of ten thousand with Bai Xiaochun or him."
When the crowd crashed, Changhong dissipated, revealing a figure wearing a blood-colored armor, a young man with a long shawl.
This person is the monsoon!
He stood in mid-air like Bai Xiaochun, separated by giant eyes, and could see each other, Monsoon's eyes swept across Bai Xiaochun, his expression unabashedly with a trace of contempt.
"A pharmacist in a small area, even if he has a good cultivation base, what use is it? I have made countless achievements in the monsoon. Why should I compare this person with me!"
He despised Bai Xiaochun, he even disdains to use the Soul Gathering Pill. In his opinion, Bai Xiaochun is clearly just a pharmacist. With some small means, he has reached his current position. Compared with himself, it is insignificant!
Today, he didn't need to come to sacrifice his soul, but after seeing Bai Xiaochun's appearance, he came on purpose, just to suppress Bai Xiaochun and extinguish his arrogance.
Bai Xiaochun has also noticed the monsoon. He is not familiar with the other party. If he really says to meet, this is only the second time. The first time was when he just arrived at the Great Wall. This monsoon is offering souls, although the shot is 10,000 souls, but after all, there was no soul gathering pill at that time, and 10,000 souls could be captured, which shows that this monsoon is good.
"I didn't offend him." Bai Xiaochun also saw the contempt in Monsoon's eyes. He was a little surprised. After thinking about it, if he realized something, his eyes stared at him.
Monsoon looked at Bai Xiaochun coldly, and when the two looked at each other, there was a faint sense of competition.
This scene, after being seen by the monks below, immediately became interested and stared.
"The two of them are facing each other!"
"I'm still optimistic about Monsoon Commander, his military exploits, but all of them were killed in the blood of Shishan!"
"Isn't it the commander Bai Xiaochun? Don't talk about the soul gathering pill, just how many people he saved in the battle that year!"
When everyone below was arguing or even betting, Monsoon sneered. When his right hand was raised, his sleeve flicked, and he immediately flew out of his storage of 100,000 wronged souls. Although these wronged souls are all wilting, they are flying out. In an instant, he was immediately sucked away by the giant eye, and even the light of the giant eye was obviously brighter.
"One hundred thousand souls..."
"Monsoon Commander, worthy of being the arrogant of my five major legions, he didn't use the Soul Gathering Pill, but he shot one hundred thousand souls!"
After throwing out one hundred thousand souls, Monsoon gave Bai Xiaochun a cold look. The meaning is obvious, don't you have a soul, then let's fight, who sacrifices more souls!
When Bai Xiaochun saw this scene, he laughed immediately. He was thinking that he was boring to throw his soul away. He didn't expect this monsoon to come up for comparison. Bai Xiaochun coughed slightly. He liked this way to crush his opponent, so he raised his right hand. With a wave, twenty soul balls were thrown lightly.
With a bang, all the twenty soul balls exploded, and the two hundred thousand souls spread out in all directions, densely packed, and they looked amazing. At the moment they appeared, the tower's giant eyes emitted bright and bright lights, and they sucked fiercely. Just sucked these two hundred thousand wronged souls.
Seeing that the soul was sucked away, Bai Xiaochun looked at Monsoon with provocative eyes.
Monsoon's face was gloomy and he gave a sneer of disdain. He raised his right hand with a wave. Hundreds of thousands of grievances flew out of his storage bag. Even more than a storage bag, he took it from his arms again. I took out a storage bag, and opened it, hundreds of thousands of souls flew out, all being sucked away by the giant eyes.
This scene immediately caused the monks around them to breathe in shock.
"Oh my God, how many wrongdoers does the monsoon commander have!"
"How did he catch these souls..."
Just when these people were surprised, Bai Xiaochun became a little impatient, looked towards the monsoon, and spoke directly.
"How many souls do you have, say the number, otherwise it would be too troublesome to take these storage bags one by one, if you tell them to count them, if I can't take them out, even if I lose."
This tone was very arrogant, and the surroundings were immediately silent, all looking towards the monsoon.
"Arrogant and arrogant! Since you are asking for humiliation, Ji will make you perfect!" Monsoon snorted, raising his right hand with a wave, and immediately one by one storage bags flew out. In front of him, nine storage bags appeared. !
"There are a total of 2.7 million wronged souls in it!" Monsoon raised his head and spoke lightly, his tone seemed calm, but Bai Xiaochun saw the cold arrogance hidden in his bones at a glance.
Almost the moment when these nine storage bags were taken out, when the monks heard the words of the monsoon, the surrounding monks were silent. After a few breaths, except for the men behind Bai Xiaochun, everyone else here exclaimed in exclamation and looked dazed. Showing an incredible look.
"2.7 million, my God!"
"Master Monsoon, actually captured so many souls, this... these number of souls are comparable to a small-scale Great Wall battle!" When everyone exclaimed, many people immediately spoke to their friends, asking them to catch up as soon as possible. Come.
"Come on, Monsoon Lord, actually sacrificed 2.7 million wronged souls at once. This is unprecedented, it's amazing!!"
"Come to the tower!"
When the crowd was moving, Monsoon pretended to look at Bai Xiaochun indifferently, and chuckled, as if he was sure of winning.
"I don't have many souls, it's more than two million, Bai Xiaochun, what about yours..."
"It's really not much. It's just over two million souls. It's drizzle." Bai Xiaochun glanced at the storage bags and lifted his chin. He felt like a peerless master fighting a child. This feeling , Let him enjoy it, so he laughed, and raised his right hand with a wave.
Three hundred soul orbs flew out directly... There was no end, there were another three hundred, and another four hundred... A whole thousand soul orbs appeared in midair in an instant, appeared in everyone's eyes! (To be continued.)