In the turbid desert, it is unclear whether it is black or yellow, one after another twisted whirlwind like a poisonous python with a harsh whistle, slowly across the dry land, leaving one after another deep, deep and deep on the sand. Long, ugly marks.
Yin Xuege huddled behind a sand dune, inserting his fingers into the neck of a three-headed monster snake. One after another blood pills continued to emerge from the palm of his hand, and he put them into the only capacity of his body. The Qiankun Ring is so small that it makes people helpless.
The five young monks at the Golden Core Realm lay trembling on the ground, watching in horror as several black tornadoes hundreds of miles high roared past more than a dozen miles away. The roar caused by the tornado almost shattered their souls. The earth was shaking violently because of these whirlwinds. The weak monks had to lie on the ground with all their strength to avoid being picked up by the whirlwind. The wind swept away.
Soon all the essence and blood of the three-headed monster snake, which was about a hundred meters long, was drained, and Yin Xuege also obtained thirty-six powerful blood pills. He gently tore the colorfully patterned skin of the three-headed monster snake with his fingers. The resistance from his fingers made him understand that the skin of this monster snake had not been refined and could be compared with ordinary fairy-level weapons. Armor is comparable.
In terms of weapon refining, Yin Xuege was only half as good as a sword. Although he has been with Qingqiu Yan for a long time, and he also possesses the top-level innate divine fire and innate two-yield creation divine flame, he is not very proficient in refining Yin Xue Song.
And there is no time for him to refine weapons now.
So Yin Xuege simply pulled off the skin of the three-headed monster snake, randomly cut it into five large pieces, cut them messily with the Blood Song Sword, and directly connected them with snake tendons to form five pieces. A piece of 'soft armor' that looks like a sack.
Throwing these haphazardly pieced pieces of 'soft armor' in front of the five young monks, he cut a piece of the most tender snake meat from the strange snake and slowly tore it into pieces. Yin Xuege watched. The few little monks who were at a loss laughed.
"Who did you offend? How could you be sent to follow me to die?"
Originally called Black Forest City, the stronghold now renamed Wolf Fang City is already the most advanced military fortress under the jurisdiction of God-Zhan City, and is the front line of Shenhuang Battlefield. The mission of this deadly stronghold is to provide early warning for God-Zhan City and the powerful fortresses under its jurisdiction. In other words, Langya City is actually a big scout.
Leaving Wolf Fang City and going deep into the desert where dangers are everywhere to conduct reconnaissance is not a mission of narrow escape, but basically a life-or-death affair. Not to mention the little monks in the Golden Core Realm, even the peak immortals may encounter various dangers if they go deep into the desert, and their fall will only happen in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, in places like Wolf Fang City, serving as outpost scouts, only the unlucky ones who have committed serious crimes will be forced to leave the relatively safe city. Yin Xuege already understood that there was someone who specifically wanted to target him, but Yin Xuege was very curious about these five little guys in the Golden Core Realm - based on their strength, they had no right to offend anyone, and they had not made any mistakes. Qualifications, how could they be sent out
"We are slave soldiers." A young man with a pale face raised his head tremblingly, his tone was extremely dry. But apart from dryness and fear, no other emotions could be heard in his voice.
A huge whirlwind almost passed over the sand dune where everyone was hiding. There were tens of millions of tons of heavy sand dunes within a radius of several miles, shaking violently. The entire sand dune was almost swept up into the sky by this whirlwind. The five golden elixir cultivators lowered their heads in horror and howled hoarsely.
"Slave soldiers." Yin Xuege nodded knowingly.
Slave soldiers, this is the most miserable unit on the Shenhuang battlefield. Yin Xuege and Luo Fang were just criminal prisoners, a type of criminal soldiers. But they come from the fairy world after all, and there is somewhat of a backstage background behind them. As for these slave soldiers, they were born in the battlefield of Shenhuang. Their status is humble and humble, just like maggots in a cesspool. Anyone can trample on them at will.
There is something wrong with these slave soldiers' bloodline.
Or to put it more bluntly, they are either the descendants of invading gods who raped indigenous female monks or even female immortals, or they are some powerful immortals who are burning with lust and abduct the women of the gods after a night of spring breeze. Descendants created by accident.
In the fairy world, once these children who are mixed with gods are discovered, they will be executed immediately, and their elders will also be purged. But in the Shenhuang Battlefield, in the words of a former general of the Shenhuang Battlefield, in the Shenhuang Battlefield, even a pig has its value, so these slaves left their lives.
The most painful, tiring and dangerous activities are all those of these slave soldiers. They never have a chance to stand up, they are at the bottom of the entire Shenhuang battlefield. They use their humble lives as lubricants to make the huge war machine of Shenhuang Battlefield run more smoothly; they use their bones, flesh and plasma as fertilizer. When they die, the desert of Shenhuang Battlefield will have more vitality. .
Sometimes, more cruel things will happen to them, and even Yin Xuege is unwilling to think about these cruel things, nor is he willing to speak out.
There was a trace of pity in his eyes, but there was a strange aura of unknown origin. Yin Xuege looked at the five trembling Jindan cultivators lying on the ground, and shook his head gently: "Put on this leather armor. Although it has no special effect, it can at least help you withstand swords. And windy sand.”
Looking at the five slave soldiers lying on the ground and not daring to move, Yin Xuege's heart twitched slightly. He thought of those blood slaves who huddled in the dark dungeons in the Yin tribe's city-state, quietly waiting for death to come and for the blood in their bodies to be drained.
After a while of silence, the Yin Blood Singer grabbed the five pieces of leather armor and took them back.
The Xiantian Liangyi Creation Divine Flame revolved around these five pieces of crudely made soft armor. Yin Xuege took out a few pieces of rare ore given to him by Luo Fang, and extracted a few pieces of egg-sized pieces of rare fairy gold from them. The fairy gold that shone faintly was melted into juice with the black and white divine flames of creation, and drawn into filaments. Yin Xuege carefully used them to imprint several simple defensive formations on the leather armor.
Given the strength of these slave soldiers, even if you give them something too good, they won't be able to use it. Therefore, Yin Xuege just inlaid a few self-activated immortal shield spells on the leather armor, plus a few low-grade earth immortal stones that provided energy consumption. These immortal shield spells could at least help them withstand the full force of third-level earth immortals and below. hit.
The rough leather armor that was originally purely for physical defense has now become a very good magic weapon.
In terms of defensive power, these five pieces of leather armor can even be rated as 'Earth Immortal Weapons'. However, Yin Xuege's techniques were too rough, the level of leather armor refining was too poor, and the defensive formations on it were too low-level. Therefore, although they had the defense power to withstand a strike from the Earth Immortal, these five pieces of leather armor It can only be regarded as a magic weapon.
Throwing the five pieces of leather armor that became shimmering with light in front of the five slave soldiers, Yin Xuege said calmly: "Put them on, and then find a place to stay."
The bodies of the five slave soldiers trembled violently, and they jumped up without saying a word, wearing these five pieces of leather armor that were completely different from before. They could feel the huge power contained in the leather armor, a terrifying power that was a million times greater than their cultivation level at the Golden Core Realm. The majestic power they had never dared to imagine in their lifetimes was contained in this crude leather armor.
"Sir, sir." The young man who just spoke had his lips trembling slightly, wanting to say something.
But with their status, they have never been qualified to talk to serious immortals, and they never thought that there would be serious immortals who would specifically refine magic weapons for them. What Yin Xuege did completely exceeded their cognitive limits, so they didn't know what to say.
Pity these slave soldiers, they have been trained like animals since childhood. In fact, they can't even say a nice word of gratitude.
It's not that they don't want to thank Yin Xuege, it's not that they don't want to express their feelings, but they don't know how to express them. They are illiterate, and the total number of words they can speak may be less than a hundred, such as 'have you eaten?', 'are you dead', 'are you still alive', etc.
Yin Xuege stood up, took out five blood pills and threw them to them, asking them to hide the blood pills in the secret compartment on the leather armor belt.
"Keep it. If you are injured, eat it quickly. It can save your life." Yin Xuege glanced at the endless desert in the distance: "Quickly find a place to stay. We have to explore the outpost for three years, but we can't stay here Living in the open air for three years is unbearable."
The five slave soldiers nodded hurriedly. They carefully stuffed the blood pill into the secret compartment, then held their heads high with all their strength and stood in front of Yin Xuege in as neat a line as possible. There was something slightly different in the way they looked at Yin Xuege. But even they themselves can't describe the specific difference.
They only felt hot near their hearts, a feeling similar to a hot iron burning their flesh, burning their hearts.
This unprecedented feeling frightened them, but they were not innately opposed to this feeling. On the contrary, they hope that this feeling can be stronger. They didn't know that if they were the veterans of Spike City, if those veterans felt this way, they could go through fire and water for a specific person, and they could die for a specific person.
After turning over the body of the killed three-headed monster snake, Yin Xuege chopped off several large pieces of snake meat that weighed more than ten thousand kilograms. Then Yin Xuege kicked the corpse of the monster snake dozens of miles away. After stuffing tens of thousands of kilograms of white snake meat into the Qiankun Ring for storage, and looking at the wind direction, Yin Xuege led five weak slaves who could only be burdensome and walked deeper into the desert. past.
Three years of sentry time!
Yin Xuege greeted Lao Heilang, the current chief officer of Langya City, countless times in his belly. This guy actually told Yin Xuege with saliva on his face that he was Luo Fang's old friend, so he paid special attention to Yin Xuege, letting him serve as the captain of the scout team and making him responsible for the life and death of the five 'elite scouts'.
"Old Black Wolf? White-eyed wolf, right?" While trekking in the desert, Yin Xuege secretly greeted the ancestors of Old Black Wolf.
Demoting him to a cannon fodder-like scout and letting him die together with five young cultivators in the Golden Core Realm, Yin Xuege could endure these. But Old Black Wolf actually set an extremely long time for Yin Xuege to serve as an outpost—three years!
In this crisis-ridden place, the clan of gods may attack in large numbers at any time, and there will be infinite dangers in the desert for three years? Unless he is Daluo Jinxian, who dares to say that he can live in this ghost place for three years
According to the military regulations of the Shenhuang battlefield, for a general scout team that goes out to scout, their most common survival limit in the wild is only three months. Old Hei Lang is so good. He immediately extended Yin Xuege's task time by twelve times. This is really Luo Fang's old friend, what a good friend.
Although he knew that this was not Old Heilang's original intention, Yin Xuege also put Old Heilang on his blacklist.
He trekked forward in the desert step by step, while carefully watching over the five slave soldiers from time to time, lest they be swept up in the air by the whistling whirlwind. With their little cultivation, once they are swept away by the wind, they can be used as dumpling fillings when they fall down.
After walking forward for two or three hours, Yin Xuege couldn't help but ask: "What are your names?"
The young man who had just started talking to Yin Xuege hurriedly took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Sir, we are all called dog bastards. I am the ninety-nine dog bastards of Langya City, and they are one hundred, one hundred. Zero one, one hundred and two and one hundred and three.”
After laughing a few times, the young man whispered: "The adults in Langya City say that the bastard is a very famous surname in the fairy world."
Although he said this, the expressions of the five golden elixir monks all became a bit wrong. Obviously, the boring old bastards in Wolf Fang City are trying to fool these slave soldiers, but even the slave soldiers are half of their bloodline from immortals and half from gods. Their natural IQ may be higher than that of ordinary humans. many.
After so many years, how could they still not figure out the meaning of those three words
"That's a bad name." Yin Xuege said without looking back: "My name is Yin Xuege, you... I see that you are not very old, and you are all slaves. When we go back to Langya City, I will take you Buy it and you can follow me from now on."
After a slight pause, Yin Xuege said in a deep voice: "The rules in my hometown are that the slave's surname follows the master. From now on, you will be my servants. Remember, you are servants, not slaves. You are me My servants are not my slaves. You will all be named Yin from now on, what about your names?"
From the name Yin Xuege gave himself to his natal magic weapon and the name he gave to Nuluo's natal flying sword, it can be seen that Yin Xuege really has no talent in naming. He raised his head and looked at the sky in a daze for a while, then suddenly put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "It just so happens, aren't there just five of you? There are five elements in the world, metal, wood, water, fire and earth. From now on, you five will be called Yin Jin, Yin Wood, Yin water, Yin fire, and Yin earth are just convenient for me to remember."
The bastard ninety-nine and the other five young people were stunned. Their bodies trembled violently for a while, and then they knelt down at the same time and kowtowed to Yin Xuege three times in a desperate, almost desperate manner. They shouted in unison: "Thank you Master, we will have real names from now on. Our surname will be Yin from now on, and our children and grandchildren will all have the same surname as Master from now on."
It was as if a fragile bud suddenly grew out of the barren land, and Yin Jin and the five of them had a strange vitality on their bodies. It's very thin, very weak, but it does exist, and it's extremely flexible and alive. The expressions on their faces became much livelier, and their movements became much more flexible. Even their eyes, which were originally as dull as those of a dead person, now started to move like real young people.
Their transformation was as if they had suddenly transformed from the walking dead into living beings.
What Yin Xuege paid for was just a name, a name that cut corners.
Amidst the sound of "swish" footsteps, the positions of Yin Jin and the other five people suddenly changed. Yin Jin and Yin Huo strode forward and walked to the front of Yin Xuege. Yin Mu and Yin Shui protected Yin Xuege's wings, one on the left and the other on the right, while Yin Tu, holding a special crossbow, silently protected behind Yin Xuege.
Although their cultivation base is weak and their strength is low, the protective formations they put out are the most commonly used protective formations for the guards of the wealthy and aristocratic families in the fairy world. Their pace is still a bit rusty, and the distance between them is not very good. It is obvious that this is the first time that they have formed such a serious formation.
But from the moment they made this move, it meant that they no longer regarded themselves as humble slaves who could die at any time, but as real soldiers, soldiers who truly belonged to Yin Xuege.
"Well, not bad." Yin Xuege looked at the young Jindan monks in shock. He nodded gently and praised: "It's not bad. When you find a place to stay, tell me your cultivation methods. Say. Maybe, I can give you some pointers, some pointers that will make you stronger quickly."
The chaotic and turbid spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the Shenhuang battlefield cannot be absorbed and utilized, and neither can Yin Jin and the five of them.
But Yin Xuege got inspiration from his Supreme Holy Body. They can't directly use this chaotic and turbid vitality of heaven and earth. So, can they let Yin Xuege help them filter it and make these vitality of heaven and earth become spiritual energy that they can use and use?
The Tomb Ghost Dao Ancestor can help Yin Xuege quickly improve his cultivation. So why can't Yin Xuege, whose physical cultivation has reached the second-level Daluo realm, help a few small golden elixir monks
What a pity that my blood demon bloodline was actually purified by the Supreme Holy Body. Yin Xuege sighed helplessly.
After five days and five nights of marching forward against the wind and sand, a low black stone mountain appeared in front of everyone.
On the top of the stone mountain, a huge lizard with a ferocious body shape and two pairs of giant flesh wings on its back looked over here with a ferocious expression.
(End of chapter)