Dan Mo was stunned and then shook his head.

Everyone was also in a trance.

"Dong..." a drum sounded.

Ten breaths later, another sound.

When the tenth sounded, the crowd speculated about the final drum sound, waiting for the eleventh sound.

"Dong..." The eleventh sound rang without surprise.

Qu Kui snorted lightly and slowly closed his eyes.

"Dong..." Qu Kui's lips twitched, but he still didn't open his eyes.

"The twelfth tone is a high note, and it is unknown whether it has settled. If there is a thirteenth tone, it will sound between ten and hundreds of breaths." Zuo Tong said with a loud voice.

The crowd suddenly became quiet, and they listened one by one, and the ten breaths arrived very slowly.

Finally, twenty breaths came, but no sound came out.

Thirty breaths, there was still no sound.

Fifty breaths, sixty breaths, still as usual.

Qu Kui's mouth raised slightly.

But just as he smiled.

"Dong..."

As soon as the drum sounded, Qu Kui opened his eyes and stared at Li Cang tightly.

Everyone was even more upset about it.

"Mr. Li Cang is indeed well-known. I'm afraid Lord Zuo Tong may not be able to achieve it."

"That's right, with Lord Li's supernatural powers, he will command 2,500 troops. Now it's better than the Jin people."

"Mr. Li said thirteen, so Lord Lin is afraid he can't compare. I guess he's only twelve. It's about the same as Lord. Qu Kui. For tens of millions of years, you'll definitely lose."

The person who said this was a young man with a handsome face in his twenties. He looked at the bald middle-aged man and laughed.

The latter rolled his eyes and said in a strange voice: "Can you speak? You must lose? Come on, come on, come on, teach me how to write the word "lose". I taught me that my surname is Qian, and I don't call it Wannian! I give you the name of Qian Wannian!"

"Who is interested in a broken name?" Mei Qingxiu was choked and muttered, then turned to another big man with a bone bow of more than three feet long on his back, and laughed: "Brother Qu, why don't we bet?"

"Get out!" The bearded man bounced the bow and bow string behind his back. The young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes was shocked by the buzzing sound, and he walked back in disappointment.

"If he hadn't relied on Qu Kui as his backer, he would have dared to treat me like this? Humph, something that is fake."

The bald middle-aged man smiled and said, "Is that right? I heard that he is extremely powerful. That bow is an invincible treasure. Can you take his arrow?"

The young man with clear eyebrows and eyes turned red and said, "Stop talking nonsense, don't bet, I bet on Lord Lin's drums at least eleven times."

"Nine tones!" The bald middle-aged man said two words.

There were endless discussions in the audience.

On the stage, Li Cang had no expression on his face, but just rushed to Zuo Tong and said lightly: "Brother Zuo, Mr. Li has something urgent to do, so I will say goodbye first!"

After saying that, before Zuo Tong could express it, it turned into a afterimage and disappeared into the crowd.

Zuo Tong's eyes twitched, and then he said loudly: "Li Cang, the drum sounds thirteen times, the midtone is settled, you can do it! Lead the army!"

Dan Mo listened to the amazement of everyone below the audience, smiled slightly, and slowly walked towards the boiling blood drum.

The crowd quieted down again, waiting for the result of this man who was as majestic as Li Cang.

As soon as Dan Mo raises his hand, he will put his palm on it.

"Slow!" Zuo Tong said suddenly.

Dan Mo was stunned, and everyone looked at Zuo Tong in confusion.

"Sir, this drum is called the Boiling Blood Drum. It has a characteristic that when a thirteen-tone soul-cultivating person is measured, it will be silent for an hour. Therefore, Brother Lin's test was placed after an hour." Zuo Tong said aloud.

The crowd started talking again.

After pondering for a while, Zuo Tong said again: "Time is not waiting for others, and a decisive battle with the Jin people is imminent. Let's do this, at this time, first allocate you and the soldiers under your jurisdiction to the commanders. In the first half of the hour, everyone will voluntarily allocate them. After the list is handed over, I will make the final decision after the commander Lin has finished the test."

Everyone in the audience became noisy again and began to think about it.

Time passed slowly little by little.

One hour later, the crowd handed over the list.

Nearly four CDs chose Li Cang, and 20% chose Qu Kui.

But there is no one in Tong Zifang's name, Wen Yu has two choices.

Another 10% did not make a choice, but what surprised Dan Mo was that one person chose him.

He looked around and saw a middle-aged bald man looking at him with a smile on his face.

When Dan Mo noticed this person, he was also stunned. This person was actually the guard at the gate of Yongge City. For some reason, he came here and became the head of the capital.

Time passed slowly. After an hour, Dan Mo began to move towards the boiling blood drum and put his palm on.

Suddenly, in the soul world, the blood essence rolled over the blood river.

But a blood-red film appeared above the blood river. The rolling blood essences became calmer under the action of the film, and only about 30% were still rolling.

"Dong..."

Dan Mo Yixie, the blood-reverse talisman really has such an effect, so it is no wonder that Wen Yu couldn't see his cultivation level.

"Dong..." Wen Yu looked at Dan Mo with a little thought.

"Dong..."

When the eighth sounded, everyone's eyes showed hope.

Ten breaths later, another faint drum sounded.

Dan Mo shook his head, took the round object with silver mist, and left the boiling blood drum. There were more than a dozen people in the audience who had not made any choice before, and they all looked disappointed.

Only the bald middle-aged man touched his shiny forehead and bent down to laugh.

From time to time, he pushed the young man beside him with beautiful eyebrows.

"Come on, come on, teach me how to write words "lost."

"Oh, I see, Lord Lin is so handsome?"

"It seems that it is because of Duan Shulan that Zuo Master made him a commander."

"Oh, yes, don't assign me to his or Tong Zifang's camp."

Wen Yu looked at the Boiling Blood Drum in confusion, then looked at Dan Mo, as if he had thought of something, but then shook his head again.

"Lin Huo, the drum sounds nine times, the bass is settled, my! Lead five hundred soldiers in the five capitals. Okay, the test is all completed, everyone, the commander, the commander wait for a moment." After Zuo Tong finished speaking, he took out the list submitted before and began to allocate soldiers.

Dan Mo thought in his mind that if the drum sound is the basis, the drum sounds nine times, and if it is not suppressed by the blood talisman, it will be almost twenty-seven times.

If the bonus of the Blood Yuan Crystal is based on the Blood Yuan, you should be at this level of goodness.

"Brother Lin, don't be sad. There are people worse than you." Just as Dan Mo was still thinking, a voice sounded in his ears and he saw it.

Tong Zifang had left the corner at some point, came here, pointed at herself and said with a smile.

Dan Mo secretly found it funny. It seemed that this boy Zifang thought he had found Tianya and fell into a state of decline.

"Brother Tong..." Dan Mo smiled, chatted with the other party for a few words, and then found a place to sit cross-legged and adjust his breathing.

After another half an hour, Zuo Tong decided to all the commanders under his name.

In the end, Li Cang and Qu Kui served as commanders and each led an army.

Dan Mo and other soul cultivators serve as commanders and commanders of the five capitals.

The five hundred people led by Tong Zifang were all elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

It’s a little better for single Mo, and it’s normal for both people to have personnel.

And Yidu is actually a well-trained veteran, all of whom are bearded men with bone bows on their heads.

As for the other two, like Tong Zifang, they are both old, weak, sick and disabled, and the bald middle-aged man is one of them.

Dan Mo, Tong Zifang and other five people were all under Li Cang's army.

Wen Yu is under the jurisdiction of Qu Kui.

After Zuo Tong announced that he slowly walked to the soul cultivators and sat cross-legged.

His face sternly, and he said slowly: "Everyone commander, commander, after my senior brother was killed by the Jin thieves with evil plans, our army united against the enemy.

He successively captured the third layer and the fourth layer of defense, and his morale was high.

With you joining, you will definitely be able to recover Tian Jianfeng faster. At that time, I, Zuo, promised only more or less to everyone, and I hope everyone can do their best to drive the thief out."

"Master Zuo is so serious. Exiting foreign races is my duty. Just a few thousand barbarians can be easily captured when facing us." A soul cultivator beat him up and said with a laugh.

Zuo Tong smiled slightly, waved his hand gently, and said, "Zuo is definitely not despising you.
To be continued...