at the same time.
Feng Ling Shangxian was flying at high speed in a desert. Although he had been fleeing for a whole night, he did not dare to slack off at all.
After he confirmed repeatedly that Ye Chen did not chase him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After relaxing, he realized that he was now soaked and almost exhausted...
"It's good to escape, it's good to escape..."
The Immortal Feng Ling murmured to himself, secretly rejoicing.
Who could have thought that the guy named Ye Chen was so terrifying, especially his superb skills, which made him terrified even thinking about it now.
"That was close, luckily I'm more skilled..."
The Immortal Feng Ling is very proud. He believes that his wind-related laws and top-level body skills are not practiced in vain. If he wants to escape, no one below the Gathering Spirit Realm can catch up with him!
Just when he was feeling smug, he suddenly noticed the sound of breaking wind coming towards him in the distance. He thought it was Ye Chen catching up with him, and was immediately frightened and turned pale.
But when he saw clearly that the people flying towards him from a distance were the patrol team from the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Before he knew it, he had already fled to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion...
Just before he was about to meet the patrol team, Feng Ling Shangxian paused and suddenly thought of something.
If he went to see the Marquis of Zhenbei in this state, he would definitely be suspected of deserting the battlefield and not defending the city with all his strength. It would be troublesome if he was punished by military law.
With this thought in mind, Feng Ling Immortal looked at his left arm.
He gritted his teeth, exerted his strength with his right hand, and with a "crack" sound, he crushed it...
"Who's ahead?"
At this time, the patrol team had rushed forward and surrounded the Feng Ling Immortal who was hiding behind a huge rock.
"...Yes, it's me, General Zhenbei's guest, the Immortal Feng Ling!"
As he spoke, he took out a jade slip from his ring with his only remaining right hand and shot it towards the leading captain.
After the captain finished his inspection, he bowed and said, "It's you, Lord Feng Ling. The Zhenbei General's Mansion is tens of thousands of miles away. What brings you here?"
"Hurry! I want to meet the Marquis of Zhenbei!"
Feng Ling Shangxian covered his left shoulder and said in pain: "We were attacked by surprise, and the Zhenbei General's Mansion was lost!"
"What did you say!?"
The captain then noticed that there were large amounts of bloodstains on Feng Ling Shangxian's left shoulder and the cuffs below.
The military situation at the front line was extremely urgent. There was no time to think about why the other side was still bleeding. The captain hurriedly led the way, preparing to escort Feng Lingxian back to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
There was no conversation along the way, and soon Feng Ling was taken to the side hall of the marquis' mansion, waiting to be summoned.
The news of the fall of Zhenbei City has spread like wildfire throughout the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
Everyone was quite shocked by the news.
The Zhenbei General's Mansion was the strongest fortress on the front line under the power of the Zhenbei Marquis, and it had remained safe and sound for thousands of years.
Even during the heyday of the Xuanbing Divine Kingdom, it still failed to conquer it.
How could it suddenly fall now?
In the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, all officials and powerful men, big and small, were summoned for an emergency gathering.
At this moment, everyone gathered in the meeting hall.
"Master Feng Ling, the Marquis has summoned you to the palace to answer..."
At this time, a subordinate spoke to Feng Lingshangxiandao who was temporarily resting in the side hall.
"Thank you. You go ahead, I'll be right there."
"yes."
Seeing that man turn around and leave first, Feng Ling Shangxian gritted his teeth and slapped himself on the chest.
This caused Feng Ling Shangxian to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was mixed with some internal organs. It was obvious that the attack on him was quite cruel...
“It’s not enough!”
Feng Ling Shangxian thought about it, gritted his teeth, and slapped his lower abdomen again.
"Forehead……"
A piercing pain almost made Feng Ling Shangxian faint.
This palm strike even cracked his dantian into pieces.
Fortunately, he was able to control his palm power quite well, otherwise his cultivation would have been greatly damaged.
Although he is injured now, he will be able to recover as before if he rests for a few years.
"Damn it, now no one should suspect that I escaped from the battlefield..."
The Immortal Feng Ling grimaced in pain, but he was secretly delighted in his heart.
After doing all this, the Immortal Feng Ling staggered out of the side hall and walked unsteadily towards the meeting hall.
"Master Feng Ling, what's wrong with you?"
The subordinate who was leading the way was suddenly shocked. He seemed to be fine just now, how come he looked like he was on the verge of death in the blink of an eye?
"I'm fine, take me to see the Marquis..."
With the help of his subordinates, the Immortal Feng Ling stepped into the conference hall.
At this time, the conference hall was crowded with people, and all their eyes were fixed on the Immortal Feng Ling.
The rows around were all guests of the Marquis' Mansion, as well as generals stationed around the Mansion. There were more than ten of them who were above the Divine Realm.
Especially the two generals in the first place on the left and right, their aura was more condensed and distant than the other powerful gods below. Just sitting there gave everyone an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Feng Ling Shangxian knew that these two must be two of the four generals under the command of Zhenbei Hou.
I just don't know which two of them are the Generals of Zhengbei, Zhenbei, Pingbei, and Anbei...
These four generals can be said to be the right-hand men of the Zhenbei Marquis, and have made great military achievements for the Zhenbei Marquis and even the Chiyang Divine Kingdom.
They are generals, and also "marquises" personally appointed by the king, with high positions and great power!
Of course, their strength is much higher than that of ordinary generals and guests, and they are truly powerful people in the realm of gathering spirits.
If the strong ones in the Condensation Divine Realm have just forged their divine bodies, started to condense divine power in their bodies, and initially comprehended the power of laws, then those in the Gathering Spirit Divine Realm can already flexibly control the divine power and gather divine aura to strengthen themselves. Whether it is strength, speed, or the application of laws, they are all completely different from those in the Condensation Divine Realm and cannot be compared.
When Feng Ling Shangxian sensed the presence of the two generals, his spirit suddenly became even more tense.
However, what frightened him the most was naturally the elegant middle-aged man who sat in the middle of the hall, wearing a light blue dragon robe and with a short beard under his chin.
Although his aura was not as sharp as that of the two generals next to him, he gave people an indescribable sense of oppression. He was intimidating without even being angry, and people dared not look him in the eye.
This person is naturally the ruler of the extreme northern region of the Chiyang Divine Kingdom - Marquis Zhenbei.
Upon seeing the Marquis of Zhenbei, Feng Ling's legs went limp and he fell to his knees with a thud.
He opened his mouth wide and burst into tears, crying out, "My Lord, Zhenbei City has been lost. All the soldiers in the city, except me, have died!"
When these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked.
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