Chapter 41 Sign in five times, strength surges

Day two.

"Cheng Yaojin, you lead our troops as a major force."

"Qi Jiguang, you will lead our troops as a major force."

"Gongsun Zan, you will lead our troops as a major force."

……

Not long after, the six legions under Su Jiutian, led by six semi-saints, left the Original City in a mighty manner and headed in different directions.

In one month, he needs to obtain as much luck points as possible and sign in to improve his own strength.

The 50,000 troops in the Xianzhen Camp will remain in the Original City.

Just two or three days later, the system prompt sounded in Su Jiutian's mind.

"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 38 million luck points!"

"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 11 million luck points!"

"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 26 million luck points!"

……

at the same time.

Duolong also returned to Qingyunmen.

"Dulong, didn't you follow Elder Miaoxuan to the Primordial City? Why are you back?"

A disciple of Qingyun Sect looked at Duolong and asked questions.

Duolong ignored him and went straight to the hall.

"Lord Master!"

As soon as he entered the hall, Duolong fell to his knees and cried out in the most miserable way.

"Doron?"

"What's wrong with you?"

The leader of Qingyun Sect is a middle-aged man named Li Qingsong.

He looked at Doron, very confused.

I don’t know why Miaoxuan, the jockey’s disciple, would be like this.

Suddenly, Li Qingsong's expression changed.

He knew that Miao Xuan and others were heading to Yuanchu City.

And Doron followed.

Now Duolong has come back alone, Miaoxuan and others...

"Master, Master...Master, they all died at the hands of the rebels."

Doron cried.

Sure enough.

"What exactly happened?"

Li Qingsong asked in a deep voice.

The sudden loss of six Martial Saints was a devastating blow to the Qingyun Sect.

Duolong stopped crying and spoke out the words he had prepared in advance, bit by bit.

After hearing this, Li Qingsong was stunned.

"The martial saint among the rebels is so powerful."

"Master, you must avenge our master." Duolong gritted his teeth.

"Dulong, forget about revenge." Li Qingsong said, "Qingyun Sect now only has more than ten Martial Saints. According to what you said, it is impossible for them to defeat the Martial Saints under Su Jiutian."

Although Li Qingsong is the leader of Qingyun Sect, he is timid by nature and extremely afraid of death.

revenge?

What a joke.

"Master...!"

Duolong looked up, showing surprise.

Of course, this is just an act.

"Hey."

Li Qingsong sighed and said, "Miao Xuan was beheaded for a disciple, and he also implicated the other five elders."

"You go down."

"Yes!"

Duolong hesitated for a moment, but finally said yes.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty days have passed.

In the original city.

"My Lord, in ten days or so, Wang Zhan will lead his army to Yuanchu City."

Liu Qingmei bowed her head, clasped her fists, and spoke respectfully.

"Where is Zhao Tianba?" Su Jiutian asked. "My Lord, he is heading towards Tianlang Pass."

Liu Qingmei said: "But the strange thing is that Zhao Tianba's marching speed is not fast."

"It's not surprising." Su Jiutian said: "His mission is just to block our retreat."

Liu Qingmei nodded. This way, she wouldn't have to face Wang Zhan and Zhao Tianba at the same time, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

"System, open the property panel." Su Jiutian ordered in his mind.

"Host: Su Jiutian!"

"Race: Human!"

"Physique: Killing God Physique!"

"Cultivation: Great Perfection of Martial Honor Realm!"

"Kung Fu: None!"

"Magic weapon: none!"

"Mystical power: free and easy body movement, three swords to slash the gods!"

"Luck value: 560 million points!"

"Sign-in opportunities: 0 times (Saint-level sign-in)!"

"Characters who signed in: Zhao Yun, Yuan Zuozong, Jiang Wei, Cheng Yaojin, Liu Qingmei, Gao Shun, Qi Jiguang, Lin Pingzhi, Qin Pojia, Gongsun Zan, Yue Fei.

"Sign-in Corps (Organizations): Great Snow Dragon Cavalry (Commander Yuan Zuozong), Black Armor Army (Commander Cheng Yaojin), Drizzle (Leader Liu Qingmei), Xianzhen Camp (Leader Gao Shun), Qi Family Army (Leader Qi Jiguang), Personal Guard Camp (Commander Qin Pojia), White Horse Volunteers (Leader Gongsun Zan), Beiwei Army (Leader Yue Fei)!"

"After more than 560 days, my realm has successfully entered the Great Perfection of the Martial Honor Realm. My total luck value has reached million points, and I can perform five Saint-level sign-ins."

Su Jiutian looked at the attribute panel and thought to himself.

Then, he instructed the system: "Sign in five times at the Saint level."

"Ding! Consume five million luck points and perform five Saint-level sign-ins. Sign-in begins... Signing in!"

"Ding! Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for signing in and obtaining 100,000 Tang Dynasty Imperial Guards, 100,000 Fiery Bulls, a Martial Saint Promotion Card, a Legion Member Resurrection Card, and Martial Saint Guard Yi Jifeng!"

Note: The Hundred Thousand Fiery Bulls are low-level exotic beasts, and their realm is equivalent to that of a great martial artist.

Su Jiutian listened to the prompt in his mind and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Together with the 100,000 Tang Dynasty imperial guards and 100,000 Fiery Bulls, the number of troops under his command reached 900,000.

More importantly, the Hundred Thousand Fiery Bulls are exotic beasts, and their realm is equivalent to that of a great martial artist.

In addition, there is the Martial Saint Promotion Card and the Martial Saint master Yi Jifeng.

In this way, the number of Martial Saints under his command will reach five.

At this moment, Yuwen Chengdu, who had been silent all the time, hummed lightly and looked up at the sky.

Liu Qingmei then looked up.

I saw a man in a long gown and with a dignified bearing flying in the air, exuding the aura of a martial saint.

"My Lord, a Martial Saint who has reached the Great Perfection."

Yuwen Chengdu spoke in a deep voice. He could feel that the strength of this Martial Saint who suddenly appeared was no less than his own, and maybe even stronger.

"General Yuwen, don't be nervous. We are one of them."

Su Jiutian said with a smile.

The next moment, Yi Jifeng's attributes appeared before his eyes.

"Name: Yi Jifeng!"

"Bloodline: Human bloodline!"

“Constitution: None!
"Realm: Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm!"

"Weapon: Glazed Sword!"

"Loyalty: Diehard!"

As Su Jiutian expected, Yi Jifeng's realm was the Great Perfection of Martial Saint.

"Your subordinate Yi Jifeng pays respect to the Lord!"

Yi Jifeng landed in the yard, half-knelt on the ground, and saluted respectfully.

"Get up."

Su Jiutian said, and then he looked at Liu Qingmei and said, "Send a message to Cheng Yaojin and the others, and ask them to lead the army to Qingyun Sect immediately."

It's time to take action against Qingyun Sect.

By destroying the Qingyun Sect, one can reap another wave of luck points.

"Yes!"

Liu Qingmei clasped her fists and accepted the order.

"Head outside the city."

Su Jiutian said.

Outside the original city.

Soon, a roar was heard from the end of the horizon.

Then, a group of fire bulls appeared, each with a body size of up to two meters, flaming red hair and two horns on their heads.

In another direction, 100,000 Tang Dynasty imperial guards soon appeared.

(End of this chapter)