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Shen Zhui asked himself that his state of mind was quite good among the younger generation. Although he had not reached the state of perfect state of mind, he had gone very far and deeply to the second level of calming his mind.

He has experienced Wu'anhou and Shenjianhou successively. When it comes to cultivating the mind, what he lacks is not talent, but accumulation. If he had practiced for more than twenty or thirty years, he would have been in a perfect state of mind.

As calm as Shen Zhui was, Lu Yuanwei's sword aroused his infinite fighting spirit at this moment. You can imagine how the others felt!

"What do you mean on the platform? One sword will be punished by heaven!" General Jinwu in the distance looked at Lu Yuanwei's sword and was moved for the first time.

As a being at the level of fighting against the Holy Envoy, General Jinwu has always felt aloof from the situation. He regards this battle more as a mission and is extremely calm.

He didn't show much hatred or anger towards the people in the sectarian circles, nor did he show much sympathy for his own soldiers when they were injured or killed, which was a pity.

They were like cold war machines, just indifferently carrying out the orders from the central court and the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But at this moment, these Jinwu generals were also shocked by Lu Yuanwei's sword.

"I didn't expect that in the borderland, there are still people in my country, Dazhou, who can reach such a level, with both civil and military skills, and the integration is extremely clever." Jin Wujiang muttered to himself.

"That's it, Shen Zhui. The Venerable has advanced from the third level to the eighth level. In Kyoto, there are even more perverted ones. But being able to combine the path of civil servants and military generals so perfectly is rare in the world."

"You really shouldn't underestimate the world's heroes." Several Kingo generals all saw looks of shock in each other's eyes.

The Jinwu Guard is the imperial army of the Great Zhou Dynasty, an army directly under the royal family, used to suppress the world and intimidate the princes!

It is conceivable that under such strict requirements, the threshold for Jin Wuwei is extremely high, almost as high as that of the original Jiuyou Divine Sect.

The top geniuses from various vassal states enter the capital to receive the strongest guidance, the best resources, and the most dangerous tasks...

Those cultivated in this way are naturally the strongest among the strong!

Those who can be selected into the Jinwu Guard are all geniuses selected from a million, so they naturally have their own arrogance!

Coming from the central court to perform military duties in the border areas is not a good job, and of course, it is not a bad job either.

Their contributions are not included in this war, but are independent of the military and are not under the jurisdiction of the military.

Whether it is success or failure, it can be said that the responsibility will not be on them. Because their orders are only to assist.

The entire army, with the exception of three Wuhou worth mentioning, was not in the eyes of General Jinwu at all.

But at this moment, there was one more person.

He is the owner of that golden sword!

"Fight!" The three Kingo generals suddenly burst out with great momentum.

"What?!" The three holy envoys immediately felt the pressure doubled.

In the Ultimate Venerable Realm, General Kingo's explosion immediately plunged the three holy envoys who were planning something into a bitter battle.

"I can't get away."

"Now, we can only hope that Tian Jue, Shi Ye, Meng Meng and the others can succeed."

The three holy envoys are all trying their best to deal with the outbreak of these three Kingo generals.

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On the battlefield, everything is changing rapidly.

Ever since Lu Yuanwei used the Heavenly Punishment Sword to kill the ninth-level Venerable Zhijue.

The fate of the Judgment Hall has shifted sideways and become more and more obvious.

Originally it was just a wisp of horizontal movement, but after being assisted by Shen Zhui and Lu Yuanwei, large groups were suddenly absorbed by the temple in Fengxing Palace.

Under this situation, invisible 'weird things' appeared.

On the sect alliance side, no matter what level of power they were, they all felt an extremely coincidental 'accident' during the battle.

Or he was suddenly distracted when making a move, or his injuries suddenly worsened, or perhaps a flaw was exposed and the enemy accurately grasped it...

On the other hand, it was inexplicable 'good luck' on Da Zhou's side!

The moves are extremely precise, and the state is at an unprecedented peak. Some of the moves are completely blessed! Even some injured strong men, with only their souls left, are suddenly saved by friendly forces when they are about to be killed...

"Fengxing General Lu Yuanwei, Tianchu Sword..." Lan Hai muttered silently. "Am I destined not to be a marquis?"

Obviously, Lu Yuanwei's momentum is unstoppable. When the time comes, the number one spot on the military merit list will definitely be his, and Lan Hai will never be able to catch up.

But now, he is already within or outside the age threshold.

He is too old, and his military merit is in an embarrassing situation of being able to be awarded or not. If he does not perform top-notch in this battle, the chance of the imperial court conferring him a title of Marquis of Wu is extremely slim.

If it was easy to say that he was ranked first in military merit, then the chances would certainly be great, but... Lu Yuanwei appeared.

"The title of Marquis and Marquis of Wu has become your obsession."

"Lan Hai, it's time for you to let go." A voice appeared in Lan Hai's mind.

"Brother... I'm not willing to give in!" There was a hint of unwillingness in Lan Hai's eyes. How could he be willing to give in? He didn't know how long he had been working hard for this, practicing hard, taking risks, killing enemies and making meritorious deeds. The preparation time was more than two hundred years!

Although the Venerable has a lifespan of three thousand years or even longer, he only has this one chance to become a marquis!

"If you don't become a marquis, you won't be Lan Hai."

"There is no such thing as a Wuhou in the world, but the ancients were still able to reach the top of the road!" The voice of Divine Sword Hou Lanhe appeared in his mind.

"What are you pursuing, is it the position of nobility or the great road in your heart? If you don't realize it now, then when will you wait?"

A thunderbolt exploded from Lan Hai's heart.

After a moment, Lan Hai's eyebrows stretched, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The spear in his hand also buzzed, as if he was happy that his master had untied his knot.

"Kill!" With a roll of the spear, Lan Hai's power suddenly increased to a higher level.

After being suppressed for many years, Lan Hai's cultivation actually broke through two realms in a row in this battle, leaping from the seventh level to the ninth level!

The changes in the blue sea are just a microcosm of the subtle changes on the battlefield.

More people are making breakthroughs and changes because of the horizontal shift in luck!

"What a powerful luck!"

"So much luck has been absorbed by the soldiers of the three armies, Shen Zhui, this is a great opportunity! Maybe you can bear many lotus fruits here!" Zen Xin reminded excitedly. "Once the war is over, Qi All the fortunes will be controlled by the Great Zhou Temple, and you won’t have such a chance by then!”

"I know!" Shen Zhui nodded.

In fact, Shen Zhui also noticed this change without the reminder from his Zen mind.

Even those who are stronger than Shen Zhui have actually been doing this for a long time.

These strong men do not seek military glory, nor even glory and wealth, but they cannot refuse the luck that can help them on their way to the great road.

And this is also the prerequisite for these strong men to fight bloody battles in Dazhou.

Otherwise, why should they be effective?

However, it is impossible for this kind of luck to diverge until the end of the war.

And, you have to win!

To win this battle, the Great Zhou Temple will naturally absorb the huge amount of luck, and the small part of it will naturally depend on how much the people below can absorb.

During the battle, these fortunes naturally fell on the heads of the soldiers and did not affect the battle at all. Shen Zhui only sent out a trace of spiritual thought to shake the lake of fortune in the cave world and capture the fortunes on the critical land. .

"Chichichi~" After absorbing this huge amount of luck, instead of expanding, the lake of luck doubled in size.

At the same time, the lotus in the center of the lake was undergoing rapid transformation.

The lotus fruit matures rapidly in the lotus pod full of vitality.

After that, the first Tao fruit matured!

The lotus pod bends, and the first Dao Fruit naturally falls off and hangs over the Lake of Luck. A golden net falls under the Dao Fruit, forming a golden rosette and wrapping it.

"The first lotus fruit!" Zen Xin looked at this scene excitedly, even more excited than Shen Zhui.

He seemed to have seen the scene when Venerable Ciyun gave birth to the Tao Fruit.

"Having a lotus fruit is enough to offset a life-and-death disaster! Your teacher said that this is the second life given by God to those who have deep blessings!"

"Destiny?" Shen Zhui smiled slightly. No matter how mysterious Zen Heart's words were, at least this was a good change, and that was enough.

"Shen Zhui, kill more strong men!" Zen Xin said excitedly.

"The Great Zhou Temple grants luck absorption based on merit. The more you kill, the more luck you occupy. Your teacher's nine destiny took thousands of years to form. If you can do it here, If two Lotus Dao Fruits are formed on a battlefield, even if you don't get a title, you will still make a lot of money!"

"Okay!" Shen Zhui nodded.

Although the title of Marquis is more important in his eyes, he will not undermine Zen's good intentions.

He looked at Lord Demon Eye, then quickly opened his Eye of Deception and scanned the whole place.

Shen Zhui originally wanted to consider the ninth level of the Venerable, but after thinking about it, he still didn't need to take the risk.

The risk is too great. As long as we continue now, Dazhou will win. There is no need to take risks!

"Over there!" Shen Zhui pointed his thunder knife and immediately locked onto a figure.

"Venerable Tian Jue?" Venerable Demon Eye nodded. "The leader of Tian Jue Sect, the largest sect in Guangling Cave. This is quite a big fish."

"action!"

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Realizing that Shen Zhui was actually rushing towards him, Lord Tian Jue was not afraid, but instead showed a strange smile.

"Holy envoy, Shen Zhui has taken the bait." Venerable Tian Jue quickly transmitted the message.

"Very good, Nightmare, Shi Ye and the others are already around you." A voice responded, it was Cangsong.

"Remember, you must kill with one strike. There are no second chances."

"Yes." Venerable Tian Jue flashed his figure, gave up on his current opponent, and turned around to fly towards the edge of the critical land.

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"Huh? Ran away?" Shen Zhui frowned.
To be continued...