After the mission was completed, Yang Yang cared about how many souls of the "several" generals were.

Soon, King Morrow asked his men to bring a wooden box up.

"Hero, I have heard about the Xinye City this time from Guliza. To be honest, if it weren't for your strong help, we might not be able to succeed this time. Hero, you don't know. For hundreds of years, my Kingdom of Morro has been suppressed by the Kingdom of Wutian. Every war can't deal with the people of the Kingdom of Wutian. In fact, I was not very sure at that time, but what I didn't expect was that hero, you can actually turn the tide!" King Moro's face was very excited.

But this made Yang Yang very embarrassed.

Not to mention anything else, it was not a good behavior to snatch the magic weapon seal from Gu Lizha. However, I couldn't take care of so many things at that time, and fortunately the mission was completed.

Now it seems that King Morrow is not deliberately looking for trouble.

Yang Yang scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Hehe, it's easy to say, it's easy to say."

"Come on, give me the souls of the generals collected from the ministers of the Morro Kingdom to these three heroes." King Morro waved his hand.

Then, a little giant soldier handed Yang Yang the wooden box in his hand.

Originally, Yang Yang's eyes were always staring at the wooden box in the little giant's hand. When he saw the wooden box handed over by the soldier, he took the wooden box without any hesitation and took it over without any politeness.

In front of King Morrow, he opened the wooden box.

I saw that the souls of generals were densely filled with them, and the number was at least thirty. When he saw the souls of generals in the wooden box, his eyes suddenly emitted a strange light.

There are really too many.

If the soul of the god-level general is still in it, that would be even better. But his expectations are still too high. Only one of the souls of the thirty-five generals is a god-level general, and all the others are the souls of the king-level generals.

Thirty-four king-level generals' souls seem to be good.

The so-called contentment is always happy, Yang Yang feels quite content. With the nine souls of god-level generals I obtained before, Yang Yang has ten souls of god-level generals and thirty-four souls of king-level generals in his hand.

After saying goodbye to King Moro's retention, Yang Yang, Murong Ling and Chen Xiao left Moro City.

"Oh, Yang Yang, King Moro kept you so kindly just now, why didn't you stay? You know, he invited you to be the judge of the selection of the No. 1 Beauty in the Kingdom of Moro. Are you not moved?" Chen Xiao asked teased.

Indeed, when Yang Yang asked for goodbye, King Moro tried to keep him.

However, he was very unaware of the beauty in the Kingdom of Moro. So he firmly took Murong Ling and Chen Xiao out of Morro City, and after leaving Morro City, he secretly thanked his decision. If he really stayed, he would be surrounded by women who were twice as taller than him and twice as big as him!

"Chen Xiaotong's shoes, can you be more serious? We haven't exploded a teleportation talisman in our hands yet. If we want to go out, we must explode the teleportation talisman now." There was no way, Yang Yang could not stand the eyes of the two women, so he had to change the topic.

His move was quite effective, and he quickly turned the attention of the two women to the teleportation talisman.

...

In the southeast corner of the ancient battlefield, Zhentianzhai.

Zhentian Village is not very far from Longtou Village, just a dozen days away. Zhentian Village is located on the east side of Longtou Village, and can be said to be even more mountainous than Longtou Village, but the thieves there are even more rampant.

The entire Zhentian Village has a population of about 100,000, just like a kingdom in a big mountain.

Now, Crazy Xiaodao and the 150,000 little brothers led by Jiang Jun are in this Zhentian Village. After nearly ten days of battle, they finally wiped out all the bandits in Zhentian Village.

I have to say that the gains from this trip were quite great. Needless to mention the secrets of other soldiers' mental techniques, they exploded five of them with the souls of king-level generals. There were more than a dozen souls of high-level generals and the souls of intermediate generals. Logically speaking, their explosion rate was quite high.

Of course, Crazy Xiaodao and Jiang Jun were also quite satisfied.

"Brother Jiang, do you think if the boss knew that we could get so many souls of generals by destroying a copycat, would he have to die?" Crazy Xiaodao smiled happily with a soul of a king-level general.

Compared to the prop explosion rate in the unparalleled world before, they are really satisfied.

But they didn't know that Yang Yang was now in his hands with ten god-level generals' souls.

Jiang Jun also said happily: "Of course, let's not see who we are. We are the two evil spirits of Chu State. What is this soul of the general? We should work hard. Now we still have about 100,000 brothers, and we can definitely get rid of several such copycats."

He clenched his fists with his hands, and his expression was very excited.

This time, they entered the ancient battlefield, and the two followed Yang Yang's previous Longtouzhai footprints.

"Yes." Crazy Xiaodao nodded.

The two of them were about to get many brothers to set off to the next bandit's nest, but they were blocked by a group of people at this time. Moreover, there were really a lot of people in this group.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet Yang Yang's two tyrants, Crazy Xiaodao and Jiang Jun, in this place! Haha, that's really great. I don't have to make excuses. I hand over all the souls of the generals you got before." The leader was very arrogant.

This person is Feng Bin, the boss of Thirteen Prefectures, and Feng Liang's younger brother.

Of course, Crazy Xiaodao and Jiang Jun knew Feng Bin, but neither of them expected to meet this person in this place. And judging from the posture opposite, it seems that there are at least 200,000 people.

Forced to break?

Crazy Xiaodao and Jiang Jun both had this idea at the same time, but they almost rejected it at the same time. It was really unreliable. The other party had 200,000 brothers, and if they fought head-on, they would only cause heavy casualties.

"Made, Feng Bin, who are you scolding? Don't think that there are so many people in you that you are very awesome. We have the kind of fight we will fight one-on-one." Crazy Xiaodao held up his weapon and cursed at Feng Bin.

Feng Bin is not as well-educated as his dead brother. When Mad Xiaodao scolded him, he suddenly became unhappy: "What qualifications do you have to scold me? Tell you, I am the boss of Thirteen States, but what about you? It's just a dog under Yang Yang. What qualifications do you have to fight me one-on-one?"
Chapter completed!