The shared martial arts arena of the Imperial Army Division covers an especially large area. At first glance, it looks like a vast plain grassland, and it is enough to accommodate thirty-nine armies.

The Ghost Killing Tower is located in the southeast corner of the company. In the front is the martial arts field and in the back is the praying mountain.

The deafening war drums resounded through the gloomy sky, and the ghost-killing tower towered into the sky, showing its majestic and majestic appearance.

The sound of drums reached her ears, and Chu Yue looked quite dazed.

Many years ago, she also had such a war drum.

The Imperial Drum can command all the armies in the Imperial Domain at that time.

The Ghost Emperor, the Sword Emperor, the Immortal Emperor Hongmeng...the three armies under his command all obey the orders of the Emperor Drum.

Later, everyone died after the drum was broken, and he dedicated his life to seal the gate of the void.

Chu Yue put on her military uniform and armor, and pushed the door open with her slender hands.

The cold wind poured in, ruffling the black hair like a waterfall.

The black eyes, which are deeper than the night, are filled with indomitable waves!

"Old cultivator."

"I am here."

"If you have nothing to do, why not disrupt his Jixia Academy?"

"..."

Ziyuan's disciples and soldiers of the Chu army all lined up in the martial arts field where they lived.

After staying in the Imperial Army Division for a period of time, Ziyuan's disciples became demonic and strange, and also had a trace of iron-blooded aura.

In their bones, they are entangled with two extremes.

Like a demon, like a soldier.

It can not only bring chaos to the country and turn the world upside down, but it can also protect the home and country and guard all directions!

"Walk--"

Chu Yue waved her long arm and gave an order, and the cloak on the back of the armor fluttered unruly and wildly with the wind.

The soldiers of the Chu army shouted in unison and made a boiling sound. They followed them in an orderly manner and arrived at the martial arts field in a mighty manner.

"General Ye."

Li Changming saw Chu Yue and winked.

Several friendly generals in the surrounding area also nodded towards Chu Yue.

Chu Yue showed politeness and smiled slightly.

"Major General Lu Lan is here."

One word immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Lu Junling and his daughter led the army under their command to the huge martial arts field.

Chen Huihuang went up in a hurry, "General Lu, the energy fluctuations around Lanlan's body have become more refined. Could it be that his martial arts cultivation has improved in just one night?"

"Lan Lan has reached the peak of the Martial Emperor. It's strange to say that Lan Lan's breakthrough speed is really rare in the mainland. Even my father, a so-called first-class general, can't compare to him."

Lu Junling spoke softly, smiled broadly, and was filled with the pride of being a father.

"Congratulations to General Lu, congratulations to Major General Lu Lan!"

Chen Huihuang immediately cupped his fists and bowed his waist.

"Congratulations to Major General Lu Lan!"

More and more people expressed their congratulations, and congratulations came one after another.

Among the stars holding the moon, Lu Lan, wearing the armor of a first-class general, seemed to be the most eye-catching sun in this hazy world.

She has grown up in the Imperial Army Department since she was a child. She has been exposed to the spirit of a soldier, and she has been pampered by everyone. Many people in the department think that they have no stability with their heads tied to their belts, and they can hand over their lives at any time. Naturally,

I don't want to marry, have children, start a family and start a career, for fear of delaying other people's girls.

She had no children, so she regarded Lu Lan, who she had watched growing up, as her own daughter.

In addition, Lu Lan also strives for success and is well-informed and sensible in front of them, which makes people like her very much.

"Major General Lu Lan is really a genius."

Major General Jiang Qiankun of the Han Department finished his heartfelt praise, glanced at Chu Yue, and said insinuatingly: "The speed of the breakthrough is so powerful, unlike some people, who may never be able to break through in this life."

Tu Weiwei immediately put her hand on the handle of the knife and was about to draw it forward. Chu Yue calmly lowered her hand and held Tu Weiwei's wrist.

"Little Junior Sister! You can't live without steaming steamed buns to fight for your breath. I can't bear this breath without cutting off his head." Tu Weiwei gritted her teeth, her eyes showing power.

"Senior Sister Tu, have you ever seen the sea?" Chu Yue asked for no reason. Tu Weiwei was confused and looked at her in confusion: "What?"

"Under the calm sea, there are always turbulent dangers hidden."

Chu Yue's eyes were deep and unique, and Lu Lan used Shen Nong's power to sense the abundant profound energy fluctuations in Lu Lan's body. The edges of the eye sockets lightly covered by thick eyelashes spread a crimson color like blood mist.

Those fluctuations in profound energy, the so-called breakthroughs of genius, are not based on down-to-earth and steady progress, nor on the hard work of blood and sweat, but on trampling on the bones of the imperial army to usher in the glory before them.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army did not die in the bloody battles of the Southern and Northern Wars, but were killed alive by the people they protected. It was really not worth it.

Li Liancheng used their living bodies to test the infinite mysteries of the God and Demon Eyes.

The experiment failed and they were reduced to defective products. It was a luxury for them to even survive, and they had to spend the rest of their lives with a broken body to promote a false genius like Lu Lan.

Chu Yue looked at the four words "No Disaster in the World" outlined with golden light and mysterious force on the martial arts field floating in the air. It formed a sharp contrast with the tragic scene of the Prayer Mountain, which could be described as extremely ironic.

Where there is light, there will be haze.

Some people are hypocritical in the glory, and some are righteous in the gloom.

"Major General Jiang, don't say that."

Lu Lan immediately said: "Although General Ye is an eighth-level martial artist and can no longer break through, she is for Ling Tian and for the Forest of Hundred Demons. She is a person worthy of Lu Lan's admiration."

At the end of the sentence, he smiled faintly at Chu Yue, cupped his hands and said: "General Ye, please don't blame Major General Jiang. Generals are all people with true temperaments, and most of them are people who don't stick to trivial matters. Don't make unintentional remarks to the former president."

Master Si knows."

What a brilliant way of speaking!

Inside and outside the words, they were all digging holes for Chu Yue.

Every word is a terrible trap.

Jiang Qiankun's spine suddenly felt chilly.

If Lu Lan hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten about this incident.

If Ye Chuyue made a random complaint, the former chief executive would blame him, but it would be enough for him to eat a pot.

Fortunately, Lu Lan reminded me in time.

Jiang Qiankun looked at Lu Lan with great emotion.

Ye Yang looked at Lu Lan's amber eyes with admiration and admiration.

Only such a kind-hearted woman is Ye Yang's sweetheart.

Chu Yue half-raised her eyes lazily and looked at Lu Lan teasingly: "Does General Lu Zhan think that this general will only go home and cry to grandma after being criticized?"

Before Lu Lan could speak, Chu Yue suddenly pulled out the Divine Sword that protects the country.

Put the soles of your feet on the ground and turn over in the air.

Cut it out with a sharp knife!

The blade of the blade passed by Lu Lan's temples, cutting off a few strands of floating hair and continuing to sweep forward.

"boom!"

The impregnable shield in the martial arts field was shattered by the blade.

Chu Yue shouldered the country-protecting sword, raised her chin slightly, curled her lips and said wildly: "If I see anyone dissatisfied, I will kill him. We are both gentlemen, so I don't think there is anything wrong with Major General Jiang's words.

It seems that Major General Lu Lan is reminding me to ask my grandmother to kill Major General Jiang."

Lu Lan was still immersed in that blade, feeling lingering fear and fear.

She looked at the cheerful and cheerful woman and was secretly shocked.

And doubts came.

That knife just now...

Is it really the strength that Wuzong Realm should have?
Chapter completed!