Just as Li Luo was about to draw a lottery.
In the Jin Prince's Mansion in Nan prefecture.
Today, the Jin Prince's Mansion has a new master, King Wu.
"Your Majesty, all the remnants of Jin Prince have been eliminated!"
A general said in a deep voice.
King Wu nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Now that Jin Prince is destroyed, our last opponent is Beiliang!"
"Who would have thought that the Black Cavalry Army, on par with Beiliang, would be disastrously defeated!"
Speaking of Beiliang, a trace of apprehension appeared on King Wu's face.
He was not very clear about Murong Liao's strength in the Black Cavalry Army, but he had long heard of his prestige.
He did not expect it to still be defeated by the King of Beiliang.
The scouts they had sent earlier to scout out Beiliang's strength had all lost contact, most likely by Beiliang's hand.
"What do you all think?"
King Wu asked.
The generals under his seat looked at each other.
"Father, son thinks that although Beiliang has greatly defeated the Black Cavalry Army, it must have suffered huge losses too!"
"Not to mention killing Murong Liao and Chen Ying, two Danyingjie peak powerhouses, what kind of price did Beiliang pay? Just dealing with the Black Cavalry Army, I'm afraid the tens of thousands of Beiliang's Iron Cavalry must have suffered heavy casualties too."
"Now our troops have reached one million, no matter how elite Beiliang's Iron Cavalry is, it is difficult to stop our million elite soldiers."
"Son suggests letting son lead one million troops to raid Beiliang directly!"
Zhao Fengyun spoke arrogantly from under the seat.
Just as Zhao Fengyun thought he would get his father's praise for taking the initiative to ask for orders,
King Wu scolded:
"Foolish!"
"Beiliang's Iron Cavalry is an elite force that can condense military souls. It is the trump card of the Liyang Dynasty."
"Facing Beiliang's Iron Cavalry that can condense military souls, ordinary troops, even with millions, would only be sending themselves to their deaths."
King Wu looked angry, with strange colors flashing in his eyes.
Back then, when he fought side by side with the King of Beiliang, he witnessed with his own eyes how Beiliang's Iron Cavalry, which had condensed military souls, killed tens of thousands of troops from the Shenyu Dynasty with only a hundred thousand troops.
Zhao Fengyun's face turned ugly as he was scolded by King Wu, feeling unwilling in his heart.
Is Beiliang's Iron Cavalry really so terrifying?
"Your Majesty, although we do not have elites like Beiliang's Iron Cavalry, we have several people from the Shenyu Dynasty to assist us. Plus you, on the battlefield, as long as the King of Beiliang is contained, and then a Danyingjie powerhouse is sent to deal with Beiliang's Iron Cavalry, we will surely win!"
"Besides, it is impossible for the King of Beiliang and Murong Liao to come out unscathed after a fierce battle."
"Therefore, this subordinate suggests letting someone disguise themselves and sneak into Beiliang to find out Beiliang's current specific strength. If the King of Beiliang is seriously injured, he can even assassinate him if possible!"
"Without the King of Beiliang, Beiliang's Iron Cavalry will naturally not be able to exert its true strength. It will be effortless to destroy them."
A general stood up and suggested.
King Wu nodded slightly. This general had just spoken his mind.
Although they were very confident in taking down Beiliang now.
But it is better to be more cautious.
After all, according to the information he had.
In addition to the King of Beiliang, Beiliang was suspected to have another Danyingjie powerhouse!
"Haha......"
"Since that's the case, King Wu, then I'll go meet the King of Beiliang for you."
"If the King of Beiliang is really seriously injured, I will take the opportunity to avenge my Shenyu Dynasty."
At this time, a man sitting near King Wu stood up and sneered.
This man was the Danyingjie powerhouse sent by the Shenyu Dynasty to help King Wu.
"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Ji Dong!"
A hint of surprise appeared on King Wu's face.
He did not expect the people of Shenyu Dynasty to take the initiative to volunteer.
"King Wu, don't be polite. The King of Beiliang is the enemy of my Shenyu Dynasty. Being able to avenge my Shenyu Dynasty is naturally something we will not miss."
"But don't forget our agreement, King Wu!"
Ji Dong smiled faintly.
Hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed across King Wu's eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, the promised territories will be given to you after you help me take the throne."
Ji Dong nodded slightly, then his figure disappeared silently on the spot.
Late at night, in the room.
Li Luo's consciousness entered the system, ready to summon again.
"System, how many times can I summon with 3 million reputation points?"
System: [Three times!]
Li Luo took a deep breath of cold air. The reputation points required for each summoning chance far exceeded his expectations.
"Exchange for lottery chance!"
[Ding!]
[Exchange successful!]
[Does the host want to summon?]
"Summon!"
Li Luo muttered, countless familiar summoning planes flashed by again.
[Ding!]
[Summon successful!]
[Three summons, one failure!]
[Succeeded in summoning Datang plane.]
[Summoned character: Fang Xuanling!]
[Succeeded in summoning System Mall plane.]
[Summoned treasure: Wanhua Mask!]
Seeing that the summoned character was Fang Xuanling, one of the famous prime ministers in history, Li Luo couldn't help but laugh.
Fang Xuanling was a politician and chancellor in the early Tang Dynasty, and one of the Twenty-Four Accomplished Ministers of the Lingyan Pavilion.
He was one of Li Shimin's capable advisers!
Now Xizhou, ravaged by war, needed talents like Fang Xuanling for the great cause of restoration.
Li Luo clicked to open the character profile.
Fang Xuanling: Early stage of Returning to Emptiness Realm.
Loyalty: 100%
Seeing Fang Xuanling's cultivation level, Li Luo couldn't help feeling emotional.
As his own realm improved, the lowest cultivation of summoned characters was now Returning to Emptiness Realm.
Although he didn't manage to summon a Taichu Realm character this time.
But summoning Fang Xuanling was still a gain.
Fang Xuanling's arrival was a timely solution to their urgent need in Beiliang for talented people.
Li Luo released Fang Xuanling from the system space.
"Young master!"
Fang Xuanling walked out of the spatial rift and saw the unfamiliar surroundings. His gaze then fell on Li Luo as he hurried to bow.
"Haha..."
"Sir, please don't be so polite, rise quickly!"
Li Luo hurriedly helped Fang Xuanling up.
"I'll have to rely on you in the future!"
"Beiliang is in dire need of talents like you."
Fang Xuanling bowed with clasped fists:
"Xuanling will definitely do his best to assist the young master!"
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e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
