The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Boom!"

Yan Chuan's body let out a slight roar. The fist is even more golden.

"boom!"

With the last punch, Yan Chuan made a loud bang all over his body. The wind stopped all around.

Yan Chuan's whole body is sweat, and the sweat contains black substances that are discharged from the body.

"Congratulations, prince, enter the fourth stage of strength!" Huo Guang said excitedly.

Monster meat? A pot? Just a pot, the cultivation base broke through? How much power is contained in this snake meat?

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, not caring.

"My lord, the hot water is ready, please take a shower and change clothes!" Liu Jin said.

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Entering a bamboo house, Yan Chuan took a good wash, washed the impurities, changed into clean clothes, and walked out again.

Huo Guang and Liu Jin are waiting.

"This monster snake, you can eat everything except the venom. This king can't finish it alone. You two, you can eat more and work harder!" Yan Chuan laughed.

"Yes, Lord Xie!" the two of them immediately said gratefully.

Monster meat? It's not for mortals to get involved. Now, can they practice their exercises in luxury? With the example of the prince, the two of them can imagine that as long as they have enough supply of monsters and beasts, their cultivation base will grow at a very fast rate.

"Do the soldiers in the Hujunying camp have enough meat to practice?" Yan Chuan asked.

Huo Guang smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "No, my brothers just eat full, and practice very slowly. Only high-ranking generals can consume a lot of meat for practice! Three thousand soldiers, three thousand mouths, even if we are raised in captivity For some domestic animals, even if we hunt some, we can only give a small number of generals enough meat for practice while we are full!"

Yan Chuan raised his brows slightly and said, "I don't have enough meat, how can I practice?"

Huo Guang didn't speak, not thinking, but powerless.

"Is the writing done?" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Jin.

"Yes!"

Liu Jin immediately handed out the emerald green brush.

"Master, why don't you have so many brushes in your study?" Liu Jin wondered.

"Those brushes? Oh, they can't stand my handwriting!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Yes!" Although Liu Jin didn't understand what it meant, she didn't talk more.

"Where is the demon snake blood?" Yan Chuan asked.

"It has been collected, it is a bucket!" Huo Guang immediately reverently said.

"Well, go to the barracks!" Yan Chuan said.

"Yes!"

The three walked towards the barracks. At this moment, Yan Chuan was already like a **** in the hearts of the soldiers, and they looked at Yan Chuan with admiration.

When Yan Chuan arrived, he immediately consciously assembled the army.

"The crossbowmen are ready to meet the enemy!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Yes!"

Although the soldiers did not understand where the enemy came from, they still respectfully responded.

Yan Chuan looked around, and finally stopped at a large rock not far away.

Taking out the jade writing brush, Liu Jin quickly researched the ink quickly.

Dip the ink, Yan Chuan wrote on the stone without hesitation.

"call!"

Smoke and dust rolled up all around, and the weather reappeared when the brush fell.

The strokes fell, and there was a trace of grayness around the font. The greyish breath swirled slowly.

The last stroke fell.

"call!"

The grayish aura suddenly formed a whirlpool. After absorbing the surrounding atmosphere, it burst apart. The big stone was facing the south, and the concentrated aura burst into the forest in the south.

A big "Scatter" is printed on the big stone like a sculpture.

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