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"Wei Wu? Ten years, a whole ten years, just how much has Wei Wu changed! " The Ghost General's words revealed endless reminiscence, and his tone also became excited.

Ten years ago during the battle at Qishan, Lu Tian had also heard of it. The City Defense General was known as Ba Lun, and if the Ghost General in front of him was Ba Lun, then he had a way to be saved.

One was the Soaring Dragon Mark, the other was the Tiger Chains, each representing a different identity. As the Great General of the Country, Lu Tian was wearing the Soaring Dragon Golden Chains Armor, which was under one person, just in case. Although the armor the Ghost General was wearing now was somewhat damaged, it was not difficult to distinguish the patterns on it.

"General is the One Thousand Slaughter Tyrant." Lu Tian's tone was filled with deep respect. As a soldier, regardless of whether he was an enemy or a friend, his past could not be ignored, and he could not be killed.

The sudden question that rang out caused the crowd to go silent. Liu Ming, who was facing the humans, was so regretful that his intestines turned green. If he had dealt with Lu Tian earlier, the unforeseen event would not have happened and he would not have been on tenterhooks.

The Ghost General was also silent for a moment, and the long Zhanmadao that was originally in front of Lu Tian was moved back into his hand by him, and he gently caressed the blade with his left hand as if there was no one around, as if there was no one around, and he said with a voice filled with recollection: "The deceased body can once again hear this form of address, but I never would have thought that the citizens of the Great Wei Empire would be in danger, as if they were torturing my heart. If Cang Bei does not retreat, I will die with grievance."

Although his voice was not loud, every word and sentence was clearly heard by Lu Tian. Although his words were short, his sorrowful heart was a confirmation of Lu Tian's past intentions.

"General's compassion for the world is worthy of respect, but the Cang Bei Country has already withdrawn their troops, and Wei Wu will soon be promoted to a Second Class Country, under the protection of the Upper School." Every word that Lu Tian said was filled with power, because this result was what he had been pursuing every day for the past three years.

"Good, good, good!" Even the Golden-Chained Armor on his body trembled in excitement. After a long time, Ghost General Ba Huan finally calmed down and asked again, "Could it be that it was that Lu Tian, General Lu's credit?"

As soon as Ba Lan mentioned him, Lu Tian's face lit up. He hurriedly replied, "I didn't expect that General has heard of my lowly name. I was fortunate enough to get King Wei's recognition, and even more so have been admiring General for a long time."

"En, so you're actually Lu Tian. No wonder you have such a familiar feeling, you're just a soldier. It's a pity that I'm trapped in this damned place, otherwise I would have been able to witness the glory of our Great Wei Country!" The Ghost General said in realization.

"Thank you for your appreciation, General. I am also a junior, but please forgive me for causing such an accident and entering such a vicious place." Seeing that things were turning for the better, Lu Tian quickly put out his emotional cards, hoping to use Ba Lan's power to get out of this predicament.

Surprisingly, Ghost General Ba Huan did not think much about it, and with a casual wave of the large Zhanmadao in his hand, a blood-red saber light mixed with the sound of breaking the air flew out, quickly appearing in front of Liu Ming.

Although he had to quickly mobilize his demonic spiritual energy, it was already too late. The blood colored saber light entered his body, and with an explosive sound, his towering body shattered, and the stench of blood scattered to the ground. There was only a fist-sized green bead left in the air.

Ghost General Ba Lun waved at the green bead, and the bead flew into his hand. After a casual weighing, he threw the bead to Lu Tian, who received the bead with a face full of astonishment, and the Ghost General Ba Lun's words also entered his ears, "Since we are both serving the same master, then forget it, your cultivation is still low, this bead will be yours! As for those two people, I have already sent them out to the Fearful Land. If you walk three miles to the east, you will see a deserted temple, and they are inside there. "

With that, Ghost General Ba Kui turned and walked away.

"Thank you, General. I just don't know if I can help you leave this place!" Lu Tian hurriedly expressed his gratitude, then asked, "Lu Tian will definitely repay someone else's kindness."

"Brat, don't worry. My head is in the hands of my sworn enemy. With your strength, you're basically courting death." By the time the words faded away, Ghost General Ba Huan's shadow had already disappeared. After watching for a few minutes, Lu Tian regained his composure, he knew that the identity as a soldier in the past had long been lost, and now he was just a cultivator, a cultivator who pursued the pursuit of absolute power.

Retracting his thoughts, Lu Tian searched around, tidying up the corpses of the willow, and picking up Feng Lan's strong bow. Forcefully enduring the pain all over his body, he dragged his wounded body to the east.

In just a short three miles, Lu Tian had walked and stopped all the way. When he finally saw the ruined temple, the sky had already turned white, the thrilling night had finally passed, and his originally anxious heart had finally calmed down. Although Ba'en had let him go, if another monster appeared, Lu Tian would also die.

Looking at the blazing sun rising from the east, Lu Tian didn't miss a single opportunity to cultivate. Feeling the almost dried up spiritual energy in his body, Lu Tian quickly found a high point and faced the sun as he breathed in and out purple qi.

Originally, he would need at least half a day to completely recover his spiritual energy. But now, it could be completed in a short two hours, and with the benefit of shortening the time needed for the seal technique, it made Lu Tian very satisfied. If things continued like this, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage would at least take a month.

Two hours later, Lu Tian, who was originally cultivating with his eyes closed, slightly raised his brows. A trace of happiness rose on his face. His cultivation, which was originally stuck at Qi Disciple level 8, had unknowingly broken through.

Opening his tightly shut eyes, Lu Tianshu took a breather and quickly treated his injuries. Then, Lu Tian leaped down from a high place. Just as he stepped through the gates of the dilapidated temple, the Liu siblings came up.

"Lu Tian, are you alright?" Liu Yuyan's words revealed her concern. After all, she still felt bad for having pulled Lu Tian into a quest where he could die at any moment.

Although Liu Feng was unhappy with Lu Tian, he had heard of how Lu Tian had saved his life from Liu Yuyan's mouth. He could only stand to the side in silence.

Seeing the two unharmed, Lu Tian let out a sigh of relief. This mission could be said to be fraught with dangers everywhere, and now the three of them were lucky to still be standing here. He comforted them, "Many thanks for your concern.

"That's great, but it's a pity..." A hint of sadness flashed across Liu Yuyan's face. Although she had managed to preserve her life, she had also lost her status as an inner disciple. She would probably be on tenterhooks in the next few days.

Lu Tian also understood Liu Yuyan's worry. He smiled and said to Liu Yuyan, "Don't worry! "The Man Faced Willow's beast core is in my hands." With that, a green bead appeared in Lu Tian's hand, emitting a hazy glow.

Liu Yuyan and Liu Yuyan looked at the bead in front of them with disbelief. They realized that the man in front of them seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil.

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