The Great Zhen Holy Court, the Underworld, the Great Qin City, the Central Hall!

"Turn into desolation? Do you want to seek an official in Dazhen?" Zombie Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Yes!" Huanlan smiled slightly.

Looking sideways.

"Who are you asking for?" Zombie Yan Chuan said curiously.

"I don't want an official rank, I don't want a title, I want to be the commander of the Dazhen Legion!" Hua Yanyan said affirmatively. The latest novel Baidu search "

Legion Commander?

In the hall, the ministers were surprised again, and they were so big!

Legion Commander? Although it is just a number, this number has extremely important significance in Dazhen. You must know that the entire Dazhen is only seven legion commanders now. Although the official titles are different, each of them is valued by the Holy King!

"League Commander? Ha, what can you do to be the commander of the Dazhen Legion?" Yan Chuan asked with a smile.

"This is my resume!" Hua Yan took out a jade slip.

Suddenly, a close servant handed over it. The latest novel search for "" on Baidu

Yan Chuan read with a hint of curiosity, and Yan Chuan's expression moved slightly.

"Sacred descendants?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

The descendants of the saints? Suddenly, countless officials in the court looked at each other again. Because this is not only a matter of identity, but also a political problem. Will the descendants of the saints become court officials, and wouldn’t they allied with the saints?

Yan Chuan smiled faintly and threw the jade slip back.

"Not enough!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

Hua Demon was slightly stunned. Because Hua Demon didn't see any excitement in Yan Chuan's eyes, the ancestor was a saint, and Yan Chuan's eyes seemed to not care about the saint.

However, Hua Yanliang finally had a strong mentality. Not only did he not resent Yan Chuan, he had a little more appreciation in his eyes. He was satisfied with his choice.

"I know that Dazhen used his army to be fierce. If he had not taken care of recruiting ghost soldiers, he might have already reached the capital of the two dynasties. Dazhen was in urgent need of ghost soldiers and had no talent. He had ten thousand undead followers, all with civil and military talents, and all the talents of the city lord. It was my ancestor who assigned me back then, so that Dazhen could be provided as soon as possible so that the Holy King could manage the territory of thousands of ghosts as soon as possible!" Hua Yan said solemnly.

Ten thousand? The city lord’s talent?

In the hall, the ministers were surprised.

You should know that the biggest trouble of Dazhen's troops in the underworld is not to send troops, but to manage the four directions. The creatures, the dead, and the innate conflict. Although there are many creatures in the underworld, the number of the dead is naturally incomparable.

If there are ten thousand city lords, the speed of war in all directions can definitely increase by more than several times.

Everyone looked at Yan Chuan.

"Not enough!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

Hua Yu raised his eyebrows and felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he brought so many benefits, isn't it enough to change the commander of the Legion?

Not enough, Hua Shenliang was not angry. He thought for a while in his eyes and said again: "I can persuade the Holy King You Shen. In the least, I can let the Holy King You Shen retreat to the territory of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

"Oh?" Yan Chuan's expression finally moved.

Persuading surrender for a day?

Even if you turn into a desolate identity, it is impossible for a saint king to give up his own country?

This is not a matter of identity, turning into desolation is showing one's own abilities?

Yan Chuan values ​​​​a abilities first! Most of the commanders of several legions have achieved their abilities and were recognized by Yan Chuan in an extraordinary way. If this could be true, this desolation would indeed have a stunning ability.

"Okay, I ask Meng Tian to stop sending troops. If you can persuade the Holy King You, I will allow you to commander of the Eighth Legion!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

This is also Yan Chuan officially recognized Hua Decao. No matter whether he could become the commander of the legion, he would recognize it. At least Hua Decao has the courage to have.

"Thank you, Saint King!" Hua Yanyan took a long breath and smiled.

Yan Chuan nodded.

"In addition, I have something I wish to offer to the Holy King!" Hua said with a desolate smile.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan showed a hint of surprise.

Before he was appointed as an official, he started bribing the emperor.

Looking at Hua Desolate, a trace of amusement flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes! He sighed for Hua Desolate courage!

"Kuang!"

Turning into desolate, he reached out to take out a huge coffin.

Yan Chuan's expression moved.

"I have read some information about Dazhen and know that the magic weapon of the Saint King is the ancient immortal artifact "Bronze Coffin of the Sky". It is a very coincidental that my ancestor got a bite by chance and then rewarded me with it. Today I borrow flowers to offer it to the Saint King! I hope that the Saint King will advance to the Heavenly Court with Dazhen as soon as possible!" Hua Yanliang said, "I must have said.

Burial bronze coffin?

Yan Chuan's expression moved slightly, then looked at Hua Shaoliang and said, "You are so sure that Da Zhen can advance to the Heavenly Court?"

"Yes, that's why I came!" Hua Yanliang said with great affirmation.

Looking at it, my eyes narrowed slightly.

Yan Chuan had already seen the courage to transform into a desolate state. With such an identity, he was willing to enter the holy court as a minister?

Judging from the level of the sacrificial and refining of the bronze coffin in Burial Heaven, it is obviously a lot of it. It should be a common magic weapon, but it actually gives it to you as soon as you say it?

Such a demeanor and such aura are extremely rare in Dazhen.

If his ability is really as he said, then Da Zhen really found a treasure this time.

Yan Chuan made a move.

"Buzz!"

The bronze coffin of Burial Heaven suddenly burst out with a blue light, and a ripples suddenly appeared. Then it slowly flew towards Yan Chuan's palm.

A sense of surprise appeared on his desolate face.

Because Yan Chuan waved his hand and wiped his mark, and at a terrifying speed, he completely refined it? It was deeper than what he refined it himself?

No, this is not only refining, but as if this is originally from Yan Chuan. You must know that even my ancestors cannot be so perfect, right?

The bronze coffin of the Burial Heaven flew towards Yanchuan. Yanchuan flew his sleeves and the bronze coffin of the Burial Heaven suddenly disappeared.

"I didn't want to accept courtesy, but this bronze coffin of the sky is extremely important to me. I have accepted this gift. I promise to return you an ancestral immortal weapon to the next day!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Yes, thank you for the Holy King!" Hua Yan smiled immediately.

Yan Chuan promised a thousand gold, but it was clear that he turned into desolation. Moreover, more importantly, Yan Chuan received gifts, so-called short hand holding people......

Yan Chuan nodded.

After going to court, the court officials couldn't calm down for a long time.

Successfully bought an official?

Of course, everyone can see that buying an official in a desolate way is not an identity, subordinate, or gift, what really makes the Holy King look at, or is it a ability to buy an official with ability?

Some people envy it, but what's the use of envying it? They don't have that boldness.

Outside the palace, we are also waiting to turn into desolate subordinates.

After receiving the news of the meeting in the Central Palace, the subordinates were confused.

"Young Master, you are too obscene to yourself. Only after you have paid so much can you get a chance to become the commander of the Eighth Legion. It's just a chance? I don't think it's worth it! What's the point of Dazhen?" A subordinate was unwilling to say.

Hua Yanliang shook his head and said, "You don't understand some things. Also, from now on, I am also a Dazhen official. From now on, I don't want to hear you belittle Dazhen!"

"Yes!" Everyone could only feel helpless.

Turning back, turning into desolation, looking at the central hall in the distance, took a deep breath.

"Isn't it worth it? No, I will never read it wrong!" Hua Yanliang's eyes condensed.

"Go!" Hua shouted desolately.

"Where to go?" the subordinates said in a daze.

"I am going to meet the Holy King of Youshen!" Hua said in a deep voice.

"Ah? Go really?" the subordinates said in surprise.

Front line. Meng Tian’s Central Army Camp.

A group of soldiers stood up respectfully.

"Chief Coach, we are ready. Lord Li Si has also recruited enough talents. When will the troops be sent?"

"Yes, coach, my big gun is already hungry!"

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The soldiers were ready to rub their hands, waiting for Meng Tian to give the order.

Meng Tian smiled at everyone, about to say something.
To be continued...