The First Cause of All Realms

"Dao Guo..."

Speaking to himself in his heart, Yang Yu's expression became slightly solemn.

Through the Zhenxie Yin, he really felt the serious injury on Fang Zhenghao's body, as well as the undisguised breath of Dao Fruit.

But, as he said, it was the old demon of Montenegro who hurt him with a pilgrimage, so where did that fruit come from?

and……

He lowered his eyes and looked down, and he was attracted by the two-edged sword that was lying between his knees.

Is that the fruit?

Yang Yu was astonished, he urged Tong You, and looked at the saber whose fate he had changed.

hum!

As his eyes fell, the two-edged sword came out of its sheath with a 'swoosh', making a whimpering sound like a cub.

[Arrangement: Two-edged sword]

[Fate: Blade of Greedy Wolf]

[Fate: Three Gold and Two Red]

[Life belongs to Greedy Wolf (Light Gold), Bloodthirsty Blade (Light Gold), Night Demon (Light Gold), Deprivation of Five Senses (Light Red), Amplification of Five Senses (Light Red)]

[Status: Opened]

It is far easier to change the fate of an object than a living being, because it will not resist, and will not suffer backlash.

However, the material of this knife is too low after all, and it can only accommodate five lives. .

It's not as good as the Night Demon Sword that can hold seven lives.

"The gods of the world start with ten forgings, and after that, there are hundreds of forgings, thousands of forgings, ten thousand forgings... The two-edged sword has ten forging series, which can hold five lives as much as possible. The night magic knife is a hundred forging series, which can accommodate Seven lives."

Yang prison muttered to himself.

After the change of fate, this two-edged sword has both the characteristics of the night magic sword, but in terms of material, it is still inferior.

Fortunately, when he cast this two-edged sword, there was room left, as long as he had enough profound iron, he could still cast it two and three times.

He also has the heart to push this two-edged sword to the height of a hundred or even a thousand refinements.

It's just that the amount of black iron needed is really a lot...

You must know that this Night Demon Saber was the saber of the Night Demon Grandmaster hundreds of years ago, but its material is only a hundred forgings.

Fang Liexue's spear couldn't even reach Hundred Refinements.

In the past few years, the only thousand-refinement-level divine soldiers he had ever seen were Yu Fengxian's Qinglong Yanyue Sword, Fang Zhenghao's Liaotian Spear, and Canghai Great Sword Master's flying sword.

The vast majority of warriors in the arena may not even have a black iron sword.

"Not in a hurry."

Yang prison flicked the blade, and the light of the blade was like water, reflecting the whole house.

Only he can see that one of the fates of this two-edged sword has changed, and it is 'Fate belongs to the greedy wolf'.

"That dao fruit is related to the greedy wolf? Is it possible that the knife can also refine the dao fruit?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

But when you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing against it. According to legend, all kinds of creatures have spirits, birds and beasts can become demons, plants can become spirits, and stones can also give birth to the Holy Spirit.

It doesn't seem to be a strange thing that a knife can refine Dao Fruit.

The mind moved, but it was to enter the cauldron of gluttony again, with one mind and two uses, one part refining ingredients, practicing martial arts, and the other side, communicating with the living and dead through the evil seal.

He originally refined Fang Lie's blood into a living dead, but only to bury a nail in the Baizhou Army. Who would have expected that Fang Zhenghao would suffer a great disaster and actually hand over all the power.

This is why he couldn't care less.

Baizhou's 300,000 iron cavalry is the highest in Longyuan, and its strength is stronger than that of Qingzhou and Yunzhou combined today.

only……

As he closed his eyes, such a thought flashed in Yang Yu's heart.

Is this a coincidence, or is it the fate of the 'extreme minister'?

huh~

Between thoughts, through the Seal of Suppressing Evil, Yang Prison's will descended on the living dead, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Daoist Yu's wretched and abominable face.

"General Fang, he?"

Daoist Yu asked in a low voice, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Nothing to do with you."

Yang Yu pushed him away and staggered to his feet.

After many days of cultivation, this body of the living dead can barely be driven, but I just want to restore its prosperity, I am afraid it will not be overnight.

"Brother Fang!"

"Master Fang!"

"The general's injury..."

Fang Zhenghao left and was not seen, and the generals and commanders of the Baizhou Army rushed up, with surprise and inquiries.

The Baizhou Army was much more complicated than the Qingzhou Army.

In the three states of Longyuan, the only one that has not been cut down due to the reduction of military pay is the Baizhou Army, not only the 300,000 people are not vacant.

There is even a large reserve army.

That's why there are many generals in the Baizhou army, and there are as many as thirty-two commanders. Besides Fang Liexue, there are also two master-level commanders.

However, Fang Liexue was the first direct descendant. In the past, the two of them had always regarded him as their leader.

But that cannot be ruled out because of the existence of Fang Zhenghao.

"Brother Fang."

Glancing at the tiger talisman in Fang Liexue's hand, the big man with a long beard looked a little respectful: "Can the general have an explanation?"

"The general was injured by the old demon of Montenegro and needs to retreat and rest. Before he leaves the customs, all matters in the army are under the control of this general."

Yang Prison's voice was hoarse.

He did not inherit the memory of the living dead, and he could not even recognize half of him in the huge Baizhou Army...

Except for the Taoist.

"Montenegro old demon!"

All the generals and schools were in an uproar, but no one dared to object.

Only Yu Taoist muttered in his heart, feeling uneasy.

'300,000 Baizhou soldiers, just, all return to this kid? ’

He was a little stunned, and more incredulous.

"Notify the generals and commanders from all walks of life to come to the Chinese army at noon three days later."

Yang prison took a deep breath and gave orders.

The crowd responded like clouds, and there was no refutation, but he also had no intention of staying, and motioned to the Taoist to carry him up and go back to the room.

At present, the first thing he has to do is to sort out the factions in the Baizhou army.

As for the rest...

...

...

call!

Suck!

A dark stone room, a heavily guarded retreat.

Fang Zhenghao held a stone sculpture in the shape of a wolf in his hand, and breathed in and out cross-legged. There seemed to be a magical sound echoing in his ears, which was the will of the old Montenegrin demon.

The Grand Master is the master of martial arts in ancient and modern times, and the Martial Saint is the **** of martial arts and the saint of martial arts comparable to the legendary immortals and Buddhas.

Its will can even survive in vitro through the medium, just like the legendary primordial spirit.

In a trance, in front of Fang Zhenghao's eyes, there seemed to be a black hall standing on the top of the mountain. In the dark hall, there seemed to be a person sitting cross-legged.

His people are like gods and immortals, not like people.

Looking out in the dark:

"The overlord is not as much as Henry Zhangba. This type of overlord gun is even better than the overlord of the year. I can't wait for this seat..."

silence!

Depressed!

Fang Zhenghao's expression was indifferent, without sorrow or fear, and he let the magic sound fill his ears, and there was no change in his expression.

"In the end, it is the person Henry Zhang values, who can control his heart between life and death. It's a pity..."

In the gloom, the voice echoed:

"If you don't die if you pick me up, then this greedy wolf will be given to you. This seat is very curious, whether you have resisted the temptation of the greedy wolf..."

"A dao fruit can bewitch me?"

Fang Zhenghao opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, with the smoke from the burning blood.

Of course he knew that the old demon of Montenegro had no other purpose, but so what?

Those trash can overwhelm Daoguo, can't he?

"You are born with the Heavenly Wolf Dao Fruit, so it is destined that you will be a person in the world of cholera. It has nothing to do with your toughness or not."

The sound echoes:

"In this world, Xu Wenji is the only one who refuses the dharma and does not take it. If you are the second person, I will look at you highly."

The voice disappears, the will disappears.

"Old monster..."

Fang Zhenghao's face trembled for a moment, and then he closed his eyes and calmed down:

"On the day I leave..."

...

...

Swish!

Opening his eyes again, Yang Yu's expression became solemn.

Fang Liexue was almost second-in-command in the Baizhou Army. As Fang Zhenghao's direct descendant, he was the one who controlled the Baizhou Army in many cases, except that the Lanshan Academy could not intervene.

After a brief acquaintance, he was a little startled.

The forces of the Baizhou Army are far more powerful than what outsiders know!

In the past, Qingzhou soldiers were famous and ranked ninth in the world. Even in the other two countries, they were well-known, and Baizhou soldiers were far worse than them.

The change started when Fang Zhenghao accepted the blocking mountain pass.

Different from Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian who have no foundation, Fang Zhenghao's background is not high, but he is more willing to be an identity. After the first battle of Liujishan, he began to get involved in business.

Over the decades, he has accumulated a huge family business.

But he was a womanizer, and he didn't like pleasure. Most of the wealth he had accumulated was spent at Lanshan Pass, and he built an academy with Confucianism as its skin and military and martial arts as its bones.

He opened the gates of the courtyard widely, and admitted the disciples of the Hanmen from Baizhou.

Even the Overlord Spear was divided into three superior martial arts for the children of the academy to practice.

With no worries about food and grass, and the way of self-improvement, in the past few decades, a large number of rising stars have emerged in the Baizhou Army. Among them, there are not too many talented people, but they are more than enough as generals.

"The great masters really don't have simple roles."

Yang Yu was not unscrupulous in his heart.

The Baizhou Army has 300,000 troops, and it is the highest in Longyuan, but the power in the dark is even greater. As long as Fang Zhenghao is willing, with the help of those academy disciples who were born in the mountains, they can quickly pull out a strong army!

It may not be enough to dominate the world, but it can be divided into Longyuan, but it is definitely not a fool's dream.

No wonder he wanted to force Zhang Longfu. If he had the righteousness in his hand, with his power and the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty behind him, he would be able to compete with Zhang Lingfeng.

It may not even be possible to take the young master to make Zhu Qiang become the uncrowned king of Longyuan Dao.

Once the situation changes, it may not be impossible to split the earth and become king~www.novelmt.com~ or even go a step further and strive for the world's dominance...

"It's no wonder that this person is on the list of Mr. Xu, and he is really not an ordinary person..."

With a sigh of turbidity, Yang Yu was a little silent.

There are too many powerful people in this world, and a person like Fang Zhenghao is not at the top of the list left by Xu Wenji...

"Zhang Lingfeng, Wang Muzhi, Wei Zhengxian..."

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he closed his eyes again and entered the cauldron of gluttony.

Compared with these heroes who have been cultivating Longyuan for many years, his foundation is too shallow, and it is really too difficult to play these old foxes who are familiar with the rules.

Good thing...

His eyes were deflected, and in the gloomy cauldron, the power of nine bulls and two tigers radiated arrogance again.

"Second level of supernatural powers, how far is it?"