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Wangchuan Pagoda

The armor is refined from the black soul stone soaked in the weak water of Wangchuan for countless thousands of years, which can isolate the breath of life and death.

This armor is not corroded by the energy of life and death, and it can fight without losing power before forgetting the river and weak water.

Wearing this armor can superimpose the strength of the physical body and purify the attribute of strength.

The Buddha forms an array, which can form the shadow of ancient fierce beasts and suppress the spirit of life and death.

Those who wear the armor of the Buddha, incarnate as the Buddha Shura, with inexhaustible energy and blood, and immortal soul.

Xu Cheng's eyes were filled with spiritual light. Isn't this Wangchuan Futu being prepared for a million black armors?

Whether it's forming an formation or fighting alone, with this Futu Armor, the combat power of the Million Immortal Qin Hei Armor can be increased by a hundred times!

Thinking of this, he looked at the soldiers who kept coming out of the Reincarnation Hall.

"Centurion Xu Cheng, recruit hundreds of soldiers!"

He raised the token in his hand and shouted.

Then.

Everyone ignored him.

The people who were originally stop-and-go, stopped walking.

Xu Cheng had no choice but to raise the token again, and shouted: "Centurion Xu Cheng recruits soldiers, and the salary is generous!"

"Big brother, are you the centurion you just mentioned?" A burly man with a height of eight feet and black muscles walked up to Xu Cheng and asked with a grin.

"Indeed, I was promoted to be a centurion today." Xu Cheng nodded.

"That's it." The strong man stretched out his hand and patted Xu Cheng's shoulder, looked at his battle armor with envy on his face, then shook his head and said, "Brother, first accumulate a century of military achievements and exchange enough supplies, and then come to recruit Bar."

He pointed to the empty high platform not far away and said, "There is a cloth banner for recruiting soldiers over there. It has been hanging for ten years, but I don't see how many people can be recruited."

Accumulate a hundred years of military exploits?

Can't find much in ten years?

Xu Cheng was slightly taken aback.

Could it be that those guys are cheating themselves?

In fact, when it comes to earning military merits, Xu Cheng felt that it would be much easier for him to be alone.

It was only after all that he had to find a way to subdue the millions of black armors, so he accepted the military post of centurion.

Isn't it embarrassing to not be able to recruit soldiers now?

Seeing Xu Cheng's expression, the strong man chuckled and said: "Brother, among the ten people who came out of the Reincarnation Hall, eight and a half of you have accumulated the military merits of a centurion."

As he said that, the strong man took out a bronze plaque and said, "Look, I'm still five hundred men long."

"But look at me like this, how many soldiers can I raise?"

Xu Cheng raised his eyes and saw that this guy had nothing but the tattered battle armor covering the important part of his waist.

With a grin, he stuffed the bronze medal into his crotch, and the strong man turned around and left.

"What if I have supplies?" Xu Cheng suddenly shouted.

Have supplies?

The strong man turned his head, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me a three-hundred-jin saber and a half-body armor, and I'll sell you all my flesh."

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Three hundred catties of swords.

half body armor.

Xu Cheng paused slightly.

If it was in another place, he would have taken out this little thing casually.

But this is the bank of the River of Forgetfulness.

Ordinary battle armor, even a magic weapon, can't stand the attack of death energy.

The same goes for swords and weapons.

"Hey, you don't have swords and armor, and you still want someone to work for you, brother, you are thinking too much."

The big man turned his head and strode away.

"Wait a moment!"

Xu Chenglang said: "I don't have swords and armor for the time being, but I have wine and meat, and I have enough."

"Haha, although the meat of the Wangchuan Alien Beast has the source of qi and blood, the person who can be charged with death will regurgitate his appetite. As for the wine—" before the strong man finished speaking, he trembled and turned around.

"So-and-so, Liao Chen, has been in the black armor for 13,800 years and has been stationed there. He has forgotten Sichuan for ten thousand years, more than five thousand years, and he has never heard of this. The fragrance of wine."

The strong man named Liao Chen stared at the small wine jar that Xu Cheng held in his palm and uncovered the mud seal, stammering and whispering.

He stepped forward, carefully held the wine jar in Xu Cheng's palm, then looked at the clear liquid, and took a deep breath.

"One bite, how about a certain family dying for you?"

Holding the wine jar, Liao Chen resisted the temptation and stared at Xu Cheng.

"This altar is for you."

Xu Cheng said lightly.

an altar.

Liao Chen looked at the wine jar he was holding in his hand, was silent for a few breaths, and then brought it to his mouth.

He first took a small sip, then moved his throat lightly, and began to swallow big mouthfuls.

On his body, the originally quiet blood boiled in an instant, like boiling red soup, dispelling the dead energy around him.

Qi and blood coagulation column, the breath of life!

After drinking a jar of wine, the strong man's face flushed, he let out a long sigh of relief, and then raised his head to the sky and screamed.

"Haha, happy!"

Xu Cheng's eyes shone brightly.

He swept over with his spiritual sense and could feel that the death energy that was originally full of the strong man Liao Chen had been suppressed in the depths of the divine treasury.

It's just that this death energy is deeply rooted, and if you want to really dispel it, it is definitely not something that can be done with a jar of strong wine.

However, if it is combined with a few high-quality pills, it is not difficult.

A moment later, the dead energy in Liao Chen's divine treasure reunited, and his flushed face was covered by black energy.

The two tear stains hanging from the corners of the eyes were also dispelled by the death energy.

"My lord centurion, bid Liao Chen, and I am willing to serve under your command!"

The strong man cupped his hands towards Xu Cheng and shouted loudly.

"Okay, then I'll accept you as a five-year-old." Xu Cheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, from now on, you'll be fine with wine and meat."

Liao Chen's eyes sparkled, and he shouted: "Don't worry, my lord, Liao's ten lives have been sold to you!"

After the tenth life, the soul was wounded and needed to recuperate.

And how long can a team of hundreds of people like Xu Cheng last on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness?

A jar of good wine, ten generations to serve, is enough.

Xu Cheng didn't refute or explain.

"Well, you are here to recruit soldiers for me, and I will go and carry some armor."

Xu Cheng threw the centurion token in his hand into Liao Chen's hand, turned around and left.

"Then, my lord, I don't know what the fate of the team is?"

Liao Chen held the token and asked.

"Qongqi." After Xu Cheng finished speaking, he strode away.

"The name of the ancient fierce beast? It's really ambitious." Liao Chen muttered, and then held up the token in his hand: "The Qiongqi team recruits soldiers, and the treatment is generous. If you serve the third generation, you will be rewarded with wine and meat!"

"Is there really wine and meat?"

"Don't talk about wine as a baby. If you give some meat that you can eat, let alone the third life, even the fifth life will be fine!"

"It doesn't matter if you drink meat or not, I just heard that your team has a good name, so I will join it!"

...

On the banks of the River of Forgetfulness, not all the waterfronts are invaded by alien beasts.

Those tidal flats covered with black rocks, no strange beasts came.

Walking to the black stone beach, Xu Cheng put his hand on a black stone.

Spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy cannot enter.

Black Soul Stone

Isolate the breath of life and death.

No wonder there are no strange beasts in these black stone beaches.

No matter whether it is a human or a weak water monster, they can't exert their strength on this tidal flat.

Only by relying on the strength of one's own qi and blood.

Of course, this is not a good place for a strange beast that relies on death energy to increase its strength.

Xu Cheng hugged a huge boulder with a radius of Zhang Xu and weighed hundreds of thousands of catties with both hands. His palms were filled with energy and blood, and a flame ignited by energy and blood instantly wrapped the black.

Qi and blood as a guide, condense the Buddha!