Chapter 310: The Reputation of the Zhenbei Army, the Origin of Longding Mountain, and How to Enter Longding Mountain

Winter is approaching.

On the battlefield, the wind was blowing and the Zhenbei Iron Cavalry, wearing black armor and holding dark long-handled swords, with cold and terrifying ghost faces, charged at the dense demon army in front of them.

It was like a sharp knife that directly pierced the abdomen of the demon army.

The entire battlefield was filled with a murderous atmosphere of iron horses.

The Zhenbei Iron Cavalry was well-equipped. Each person was equipped with three high-quality war horses and many weapons. Among them, the dragon-scale horses were also equipped with heavy armor, which enabled them to move forward on the battlefield and flexibly change tactics.

Even the demon king would have a headache facing such a cavalry composed of elite warriors.

"Roar!"

A hyena demon king suddenly roared, and the dull roar like thunder could actually shatter all the small stones on the ground.

Even so, the Zhenbei soldiers in front of them did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

They used their vital energy to wrap their eardrums to avoid being disturbed by the sound waves. A team of 500 people instantly formed a turtle circle formation facing the hyena demon king in front of them.

The hyena demon king looked down on them and snorted coldly: "Damn human race, do you think you can trap me like this? You are looking for death!"

He waved the blood knife in his hand and smashed it at the soldiers in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Seeing the demon king take action, ten soldiers raised their shields at the same time. The large shield that could cover the whole person was embedded in the ground, making an iron sound.

With a "bang", the ten people just blocked the attack.

The remaining people took out the black objects on the war horses beside them, mounted the crossbows and shot arrows.

The rain of arrows fell like a waterfall, piercing into the body of the demon king, and bursts of roars came.

"How is it? Are the Golden Crow crossbows of our Zhenbei Army uncomfortable?"

A two-meter-tall human man walked out of the crowd. He was wearing a black Pixiu heavy armor and a purple-gold wrist guard. He smiled faintly, then turned into a residual shadow and came behind the demon king.

With a "puff".

He directly inserted his palm into the demon king's chest and took out the bloody demon pill.

Without the demon pill, the demon king naturally died of exhaustion and soon fell to the ground.

This person was the third adopted son of the Zhenbei King, the brave general Yang Cunxiao.

Yang Cunxiao was born in the border, a hybrid of a demon and a human. He had some blood of the earth demon in his body, which led to his natural supernatural power. He could lift nine tripods and was huge in size. At the age of eight, he was much more than his peers, so he was rejected.

Fortunately, the Zhenbei King trusted his people and saw his talent. He adopted him as his adopted son and was able to serve the court in the Northern Great Wall.

Yang Cunxiao looked forward with a steady gaze, and continued to issue military orders: "Another one fell, keep killing!"

His body was extremely tall, and his strong arms were much thicker than the thighs of the soldiers beside him. He looked like a human-shaped beast.

This scene was just a small episode in the entire battlefield.

Similar scenes are still being staged.

The demon kings and demon lords in the demon army were all surrounded by the flags of the Great Yan Army and fell into a bitter battle.

Almost all the demons found that the elite level of the army in front of them seemed to exceed any army they had faced before.

From soldiers to generals, no one was easy to deal with.

Even the demon lord of the tenth realm was far from being an opponent to the three brave human generals he faced.

The Great Yan army was approaching the area where the Longding Mountain Cave Heaven was located at an extremely fast speed, and had already torn a crack in the encirclement of the demons. Wherever they went, there was blood.

Lu Mingyuan, who was watching the battle at the gate of the sky palace, looked down and nodded with satisfaction:

"No wonder these three can be the adopted sons of the King of Zhenbei, each of them has their own abilities."

"It seems that the Zhenbei Army can guard the border for sixty years and stand firm, relying on its own strength."

Qi Muxue also nodded slightly: "The cultivation of the King of Zhenbei is still above the Champion Marquis. Thirty years ago, he had already entered the Vajra Realm. Now he is probably in the eleventh realm. The adopted sons he trained, each of them has extremely high talent and potential."

Lu Mingyuan understood after hearing this.

Why did his father repeatedly fear the northwest when he was in power.

It is the power in the hands of the King of Zhenbei that can pose a great threat to the Great Yan court.

With such a powerful tiger and wolf army, small and big countries cannot offend, and they can completely establish themselves as emperors.

Lu Mingyuan will not be too suspicious like Emperor Yong'an.

That is a manifestation of lack of self-confidence.

It was the declining fortune of the Great Yan that made Emperor Yong'an so afraid of the rebellion of the King of Zhenbei.

If the national fortune had been on the rise, how could such a thing happen?

Lu Mingyuan was confident that he could suppress the King of Zhenbei.

In addition, with Yang Yingchan, Lu Mingyuan had an agreement with the King of Zhenbei before he was the crown prince and attacked the capital.

He absolutely supported the King of Zhenbei to guard the northwest for generations and never asked.

The two of them would not have any conflicts of interest for the time being.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the huge furnace stone platform under the floating palace and saw the vast mountains with scars.

"Boom!"

The suspended golden palace shook violently. After Lu Mingyuan stood firm, he found that they hit a wall of air.

"This seems to be a no-fly barrier. Judging from its structure, it is not set up by ordinary cultivators. It seems that we have arrived." The chess master looked out the door, nodded his head, stroked his beard and said.

"Longding Mountain."

Lu Mingyuan looked down and saw a red mountain range of more than a thousand miles in front of him. It was a red rock structure, wrapped in a huge formation, and exuded a majestic atmosphere.

It was the destination of this trip, Longding Mountain.

This place is the entrance to the ancient Xianxu Cave Heaven where major forces, humans and demons continuously transport troops.

Recently, Longding Mountain has been busier than ever. Every moment, a large number of flying boats and treasure ships fly from all directions to transport a large number of cultivators here.

The demon army also set up a large number of ambushes here, waiting for the human race to fall into the trap.

But Lu Mingyuan knew that the real battlefield should still be in the cave heaven.

The golden monks led by Shenshu Bodhisattva, the military swordsmen of the Confucian Temple, and the armies of various dynasties, including the Nanli Dynasty, should all be in the cave heaven.

Da Yan is a latecomer.

Obviously, everyone's goal is all the ascension platform.

"We are almost at the entrance of Longding Mountain. How do we get in?"

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but wonder.

Qi Muxue smiled and said, "Husband, do you know why Longding Mountain is called Longding Mountain?"

"Why?"

Lu Mingyuan really didn't know.

The origin of this mountain range is too obscure. If it weren't for the fact that Longding Mountain was the battlefield of Tianbaozhou, it would probably not be known to the world.

Qi Muxue explained, "Because there was a ten-winged fire dragon under the command of the God of Fire, who once guarded the top of the mountain and watched over the hottest furnace in the world."

"This furnace was once the source of fire for the human race in the mythological era. If you want to use fire, you must rely on the fire of the God of Fire."

"In theory, the God of Fire is dead now, and the ten-winged fire dragon under his command is no longer in the world, but the scriptures of the God of Fire Cult have recorded that the residual soul of the ten-winged fire dragon is still left inside this mountain. Whenever someone approaches the top of the mountain, they can hear the dragon's roar, so it is named Longding Mountain."

Lu Mingyuan nodded and asked, "What does this have to do with entering the cave?"

"She is right."

The chess master on the side walked out of the hall at some point, his eyes full of admiration.

"If you want to enter the cave, you must disturb the ancient dragon soul here again. At the beginning, Shenshu Bodhisattva and Gangzhu destroyed the mountain wall because of the battle, so they disturbed the dragon soul and were teleported to the cave. We also need to find the dragon soul here."

"If you want to enter the cave of Longding Mountain, you need to find the former dragon soul? This mountain is not small, it must be very difficult."

Lu Mingyuan looked around the area around Longding Mountain.

I don't know which mountain range the dragon soul is located in.

"Your Majesty, there is a city occupied by the demon tribe in front. There are big demons invading, and the army is stagnant."

At this moment, a sword cultivator from Lei Chi Taoist Academy came on a sword and reported to Lu Mingyuan.

"Oh? Where are the three generals?"

"Fighting the enemy in front, the battle is very fierce." The sword cultivator replied with a worried look.

"Let's go and take a look."

After hearing this, Lu Mingyuan planned to take a look at the situation in front.

As a result, the chess master beside him did not move at all.

"Senior, aren't you going?"

"Just a few demon kings, you can deal with them as you go."

The chess master left a message and turned back to the hall.

Lu Mingyuan was speechless when he heard this.

He felt that he had lost out.

I thought that after being listed as a chess master, everything would go smoothly.

But it seems that I am the only one who is doing the hard work?

The battlefield ahead.

The demon leaders of the three major races gathered together. They were all famous and powerful demons who could be listed in the Ten Thousand Demons Atlas, which caused a huge pressure on many cultivators.

At this moment.

The three generals Yang Cunxiao, Yang Zaixing, and Yang Zhaoyuan were all there.

Prince Kunpeng, holding a trident, said coldly: "Why don't you call out your emperor quickly? With your cultivation, it's not worth mentioning."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to take action. I am enough."

Yang Zhaoyuan held a belt, which looked quite heavy. It was made of ten arc-shaped jade stones. There were some mysterious marks and patterns on each piece of jade.

He mobilized his vitality and injected it into the belt. Endless blood mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and the deafening sound of war drums sounded, as if a large number of cavalrymen were rushing towards him.

"Wow--"

Twelve majestic armored figures emerged from the sea of ​​blood, standing on the sea, and evolving a variety of unfathomable moves.

The palm method is majestic.

The spear method is like a shadow.

The knife method is the creation of the world.

Twelve figures, twelve kinds of martial arts.

Yang Zhaoyuan then buckled the belt on his body, mobilized his vitality, and injected it into it.

"Crack!"

The jade belt immediately showed a golden and blood-red brilliance, and pieces of armor grew out, spreading from the waist, and finally wrapped up Yang Zhaoyuan's whole body.

The golden armor was shining, with star-like light spots flashing inside the armor.

Yang Zhaoyuan clenched his fists, and suddenly, the armor made a clattering sound, and the figures of the twelve generals appeared, appearing in all directions.