Chapter 46: Netherworld Flood Dragon, Great Increase in Strength

"System, four Saint-level sign-ins." Su Jiutian ordered in his mind.

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

"Ding! Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for signing in and obtaining the Martial Saint-level mount Netherworld Dragon, 100,000 Southern Barbarians, the Martial God-level combat skill Six Meridians Divine Sword, and the Martial Saint-level guard Ding Chunqiu!"

"With Ding Chunqiu and the Netherworld Flood Dragon, there are now seven Martial Saints under my command. I am not afraid of Wang Zhan and the other twenty-one Martial Saints."

A smile appeared on Su Jiutian's face, and he thought to himself.

At this time, the five hundred guards had already looted the Qingyun Sect.

Following Su Jiutian's order, everyone went down the mountain.

Because there were hundreds of thousands of troops present, none of the Qingyun Sect disciples escaped and all were killed.

At the foot of the Qingyun Mountains, just as Su Jiutian and his party and the army came down, a roaring sound was heard.

Then, a large army appeared in sight.

The members of this army are tall and exude a barbaric aura. They are the Southern Barbarian Army that Su Jiutian had just signed in and obtained.

Su Jiutian set his gaze on the leader of the Southern Barbarian Army, and the other party's attributes appeared before his eyes.

"Name: Meng Huo!"

"Bloodline: Human bloodline!"

“Constitution: None!
"Realm: Semi-Saint Realm Great Perfection!"

"Weapon: Golden-backed machete!"

"Loyalty: Diehard!"

Meng Huo’s realm is also the great perfection of the semi-saint realm.

The 100,000 Southern Barbarian Army is not much different from other legions.

The realm of a hundred thousand troops is generally the warrior realm, the realm of the ten thousand-man commanders is the Martial King realm, the realm of the four lieutenant generals is the Martial Emperor realm, and the realm of the two deputy generals is the Martial Honored realm.

"General Meng Huo pays respect to the Lord!"

Meng Huo walked quickly to Su Jiutian and knelt on one knee.

One hundred thousand southern barbarians in the rear knelt down on the ground in unison, with a deafening roar.

"General Meng, there is no need to be so polite."

Su Jiutian helped Meng Huo up, looked at the 100,000 Nanman soldiers, and said, "Everyone, get up too."

"Thank you, Lord!"

The next moment, all the Martial Saints looked towards the southern sky.

Su Jiutian also looked over.

In the southern sky, a man with white hair and beard, wearing a light-colored robe and holding a goose feather fan, came flying in the air.

Immediately afterwards, an attribute panel appeared in front of Su Jiutian.

"Name: Ding Chunqiu!"

"Bloodline: Human bloodline!"

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

"Weapon: Goose Feather Fan!"

"Loyalty: Diehard!"

This person is undoubtedly Ding Chunqiu.

"hold head high!"

At this moment, a deafening dragon roar suddenly came from the western sky.

When everyone looked over, they saw a ten-foot-long, pitch-black dragon flying through the air, emitting a fierce aura.

"Name: Netherworld Flood Dragon!"

"Bloodline: Demon bloodline!"

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

"Weapons: None!"

"Loyalty: Diehard!"

The attribute panel of the Netherworld Dragon also appeared before his eyes.

This is also the first non-human bloodline that Su Jiutian obtained after signing in.

"Hiss, a strange beast dragon at the level of Martial Saint!" Yuan Zuozong sucked in a breath of cold air.

Zhao Yun, Lin Pingzhi, Yuwen Chengdu and others were also shocked.

"This is the Netherworld Dragon, my mount." Su Jiutian said with a smile.

Soon, Ding Chunqiu and the Netherworld Dragon landed in front of Su Jiutian. "I am Ding Chunqiu, your subordinate, and I pay my respects to you, my Lord!"

"Ooooooo!"

The Netherworld Dragon hummed, and fell to the ground, its huge head shaking up and down.

He is kowtowing.

"No need to be so polite, everyone get up." Su Jiutian said with a smile.

Then, he looked at Liu Qingmei and asked, "Where is Wang Zhan?"

"My lord, Wang Zhan marched quickly along the way and is only 30,000 miles away from here." Liu Qingmei replied.

"Pass my order, the army will march out to meet Wang Zhan."

Su Jiutian thought about it and spoke like this.

He now has a total of seven Martial Saints under his command, namely Lin Pingzhi, Zhao Yun, Yuwen Chengdu, Yi Jifeng, Yuan Zuozong, Netherworld Dragon, and Ding Chunqiu.

There are ten semi-saints in total, namely Jiang Wei, Cheng Yaojin, Liu Qingmei, Gao Shun, Qi Jiguang, Qin Pojia, Gong Yongzan, Yue Fei, Qin Qiong, and Meng Huo.

There are a total of twenty-two Martial Lords and more than thirty Martial Emperors.

Even if he were to fight against Wang Zhan, he was sure of victory.

"Yes!"

All the generals clasped their fists and accepted the order.

As the order was given, 750,000 troops, plus 100,000 Fiery Bulls, left the Qingyun Mountains and headed southeast.

In the mountain range where the Ji family is located, inside the main hall.

Ji Xiong sat in the first seat with an unpleasant look on his face, full of disbelief.

The people from the Ji family in the hall were all filled with astonishment.

Ji Bochang, two semi-saints, and five martial masters who went to contact Su Jiutian were actually killed by Su Jiutian.

What right did he have to kill people from the Ji family? How dare he kill people from the Ji family?

"Master, Su Jiutian is so bold that he killed people from the Ji family. We can't just let it go like this." A young man stood up, his face full of anger.

"Yes, although Ji Bochang is only a branch, he is a branch of the Ji family. Su Jiutian, a bastard, dares to kill him, which means he does not take the Ji family seriously."

"Master, I am willing to lead people to kill Su Jiutian."

Many people from the Ji family spoke with anger on their faces.

They were born in the Ji family and were proud of the Ji family. They regarded the Great Zhou Dynasty as a false dynasty, regarded themselves as members of the royal family, and dreamed of restoring their country.

And now, someone actually dared to kill someone from the Ji family. How could they not be angry?

"Su Jiutian has occupied Tianlang Pass and Ancient City, and has already gained momentum." Ji Xiong said, "But now, the empress of the pseudo-dynasty has sent the Minister of War to lead many powerful people and two million imperial troops to attack, and the half-emperor realm Zhenxi King has even come out in person."

“This is our chance.”

"What's the master's plan?"

"Bo Ju, this time you will go in person to contact Su Jiutian." Ji Xiong's eyes fell on a handsome middle-aged young man.

"If he is willing to cooperate with the Ji family, you can help him kill Wang Zhan and the King of Zhenxi. From now on, the Ji family will do its best to help him seize Jiuzhou. After that, he will still be the King of Beiliang."

"If you don't want to, just kill him and try to subdue his army."

"Yes!"

Ji Boju stood up, clasped his fists, and spoke in a loud voice.

Soon, he led the five Martial Saints to leave the valley where the Ji family was.

……

"General, the Jinyiwei reported that the rebel Su Jiutian is leading a large army towards us."

During the rapid march, the Minister of War Wang Zhan received a report from the deputy general.

"The rebels are coming towards us?"

Wang Zhan was very surprised.

He secretly thought that Su Jiutian, the bandit leader, was so eager to die.

"Indeed." The deputy general said, "It seems that the rebels want to fight to the death with us as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhan chuckled and said, "In that case, pass on my order to move forward at full speed to wipe out the rebels."

"Yes!"

The deputy general clasped his fists and left.

Time passed, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.

On a vast plain, two armies slowly appeared.

(End of this chapter)