It feels like you're being hit from front to back!

Especially at this time, suddenly a huge voice sounded: "Qi Sima's head is here, why don't you come down early?"

But a masked man stood on top of the wall with a head held high in one hand, and shouted loudly.

The sound was like rolling thunder, and it spread throughout the entire Qingling Mountain for a while, and immediately made the officers and soldiers on the entire Qingling Mountain panic.

Naqi Sima was the highest officer in the defenders of Qingling Mountain, a high-ranking official than Qianshi.

His death made the defenders' hearts even more confused.

In addition, those homeless people roared and rushed towards the mountain, and all the defenders were leaderless, and they suddenly lost and didn't know what to do, so they were completely chaotic and fled one after another.

To be honest, the strength of the defenders at this time was still very strong, with as many as four or five thousand. The most important thing is that the officers and soldiers are prepared with excellent weapons, and most of the soldiers are at least wearing leather armor.

And those homeless people are all ragged, even unclothed, and have no weapons, often chopping wood for soldiers.

In addition, the homeless people are also a rabble, and they are no match for those trained official and military opponents.

More importantly, the official army of Qingling Mountain not only has 5,000 Yangjian troops stationed there. There are also 2,000 ghost soldiers! It can be said that the strength is quite strong.

However, after the leaders were gone, their morale collapsed, and after losing their organization, these officers and soldiers no longer had the will to fight. It was easy to abandon Qingling Mountain!

At this time, the masked man standing on the wall holding Qi Sima's head was none other than Wang Zhenling.

Seeing such a scene, he was overjoyed in his heart, and directly threw down his useless head. Raising his head to the sky, he secretly thought: "It's still early at this time, it's still early, and the final result is much better than I expected!"

It was about 9 to 11 a.m., and it was supposed to be around 10 a.m.

Wang Zhenling originally thought that the most optimistic estimate would be to take Qingling Mountain at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

I didn't expect things to go so smoothly!

The plan proposed by Na Lu Huang that day was to borrow Chen Chong's identity and send a team of men and horses to infiltrate the checkpoint of Qingling Mountain, and then cooperate with the outside to take Qingling Mountain in one fell swoop.

That Chen Zhong was a high-ranking officer in Qingling Mountain, and a close confidant of Qi Sima, the supreme commander of the Qingling Mountain garrison......

This smuggling business was originally a business that Qi Sima did privately, and he handed it over to Chen Zhong to take care of.

Therefore, there is a good chance of success in this matter. As long as you blend into the view, whether it is taking the opportunity to assassinate Naqi Sima or occupying the level, it has a great effect.

Wang Zhenling agreed to this plan without hesitation, and risked his life to personally infiltrate the pass and kill Naqi Sima.

And Wang Zhenling even had a private plan, the original plan was to take advantage of the daylight to immediately set off with his subordinate team after breaking Qingling Mountain, leave far away, and never deal with those ghosts again.

At this time, the operation ended at least three hours earlier than he expected, to four hours.

This makes your escape much easier!

The entire convoy is actually Wang Zhenling's clan convoy, plus those powerful people selected from the homeless people, mixed together.

Some of them were still hiding in the car, and they were all in the middle of the customs together.

At this time, since the pass was broken, Wang Zhenling immediately asked his subordinates to grab the warehouse in Guanzhong.

"God really help me, if I don't leave now, when will I stay? But before, I can't go back empty-handed!"

But this Qingling Mountain, although it is not a famous mountain like an unreachable mountain, is just a small mountain for dozens of miles.

However, it is also where the spiritual veins converge.

Even because the spiritual veins of the surrounding dozens of miles are all gathered here, it is much more powerful than any scattered spiritual veins in the Unreachable Mountain!

His men are looting the treasury supplies, and it will take a little time.

After all, the main reason why Wang Zhenling turned here this time was for food.

At this time, Wang Zhenling was already eyeing the spiritual veins of this mountain.

Because this mountain is a military place, although the spiritual veins gather, there is no mountain god.

Because it was suppressed by the evil spirit of the army, there were no ghosts and gods who could occupy this place.

In the end, the earth's leyline aura converged at the hole eye, forming a spiritual realm and gathering a pool of spiritual water.

This, of course, is invisible to the naked eye, or even inaccessible.

However, Wang Zhenling was out of his body, but he easily came to the side of this spiritual pool.

He asked his cronies to protect his body, and he went out of his body, and he only took a few steps along the spiritual vein, and then put it into the mountain rocks, but he saw that he was surrounded by a thick fog, and he had already walked into this spiritual space.

"There are so many ......," Wang Zhenling was shocked.

This is an independent space, surrounded by clouds and fog, and there is a ticking sound from time to time.

But it was the mist that condensed into water droplets from time to time, falling into a deep pool blocked by clouds and mist, and causing layers of ripples.

The pool is deep, and I don't know how deep it is. However, you can see that this pond is ten feet wide and almost like a small lake.

It is several times larger than the spirit pool of Juntian Cave Mansion!

What's more, the pool is full of aura......

This is thousands of times more than when Wang Zhenling fought to death in the Unreachable Mountain, and finally destroyed more than ten spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy he harvested was thousands of times more!

It's no wonder that Wang Zhenling was so stunned!

But if you think about it, you will know that Wang Zhenling's destruction of the spiritual veins and squeezing the spiritual energy was actually a very wasteful method of drying up and fishing in a short period of time.

And this Qingling Mountain spiritual vein is much more powerful than any single spiritual vein in the Unreachable Mountain.

I don't know how long the aura has been gathered before this pool of spiritual water has been formed.

If it weren't for the fact that this place is located on a key road, with a perennial garrison, a military spirit, and the suppression of the official king's law, I am afraid that the mountain god would have been born long ago, or it would have been occupied by ghosts and gods!

"Interesting, interesting......"

Wang Zhenling said this, but showed a look of distress.

With so much spiritual water, how can I move it?

He doesn't have any container on him that can hold so much spiritual water!

"No matter how much he has, he can take as much ...... as he can"

Wang Zhenling quickly made up his mind, but instead of pretending to be immediately, he spit it out on the side of the spirit pool.

Now Wang Zhenling's divine room is nine inches, but it is vaguely about to open up the second layer of the heavenly palace.

Condensing the Heavenly Palace requires a huge amount of power.

Wang Zhenling left the nest of Xia and County, and he couldn't steal luck at any time.

This way the practice slowed down. Seeing so much spiritual water at this moment, since you can't take it away, it's better to use it as food for your own cultivation!

When the primordial spirit returned, the physical body had already sat in this spiritual cave.

Stretching out his hand, the spiritual water in the independent space rippled slightly, and a little bit of spiritual water re-dispersed into spiritual energy, like a thick smoke, steaming up from the treasure cave.