If he could have thirty thousand Crimson Blood Scale Wolves and thirty thousand Martial Master Realm warriors to form an army, it would be truly terrifying. It would become an invincible army.
Lu Ming shook his head with a smile. It was just a thought. It was too difficult to realize.
Crimson Blood Scale Wolves were easy, but thirty thousand Martial Master Realm warriors were too difficult.
Now, including the sixty thousand Northern Battlefront Army, Lu Ming had less than five thousand Martial Master Realm warriors under his command.
Unless it was a force like the five great sects.
For example, the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, besides the young disciples, there were many warriors over thirty years old. The total number of Martial Master Realm warriors might be more than one hundred thousand.
But that was the result of years of accumulation.
In the past few days, there was no movement in the Yin Moon Army. It seemed that after the battle, the Yin Moon Army needed to rest.
Hence, Lu Ming led the Red Blood Iron Horse into the depths of the plateau to capture the Red Blood Scaled Wolves.
Roar!
Lu Ming rode on the Crimson Blood Scale Wolf and rushed forward. On the side, Xie Nianqing rode on another Crimson Blood Scale Wolf and followed closely.
On the other side, Autumn Moon also rode on a Crimson Blood Scale Wolf and followed.
Seeing Lu Ming, Autumn Moon was in a good mood. She had a bright smile on her face every day. She followed Lu Ming all day, just like the little maid she used to be.
Xie Nianqing gritted his teeth and muttered that Lu Ming was a pervert, which made Lu Ming smile bitterly.
Roar! Roar! …
The Crimson Blood Scale Wolf army roared and marched into the depths of the wilderness. Lu Ming let the Crimson Blood Scale Wolf lead the way.
After a few hours, they arrived at a huge valley.
Roar! Roar! …
Wolf howls came from the valley. Then, Crimson Blood Scale Wolves appeared one after another.
"There are more!"
Lu Ming was overjoyed.
Obviously, this was another group of Crimson Blood Scale Wolves.
Roar!
A huge wolf howl sounded, and a huge Crimson Blood Scaled Wolf with a fiendish aura walked out.
This Crimson Blood Scale Wolf, whether it was its size or aura, was not inferior to the Crimson Blood Scale Wolf King that Lu Ming was riding.
Clearly, this was the king of the Crimson Blood Scale Wolves.
Roar! Roar!
The Crimson Blood-Scale Wolf Kings under Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing began to howl. They seemed to be communicating with the Crimson Blood-Scale Wolf King.
Roar!
After howling for a while, the Crimson Blood Scale Wolf King growled at Lu Ming. Its eyes were filled with doubt and then a provocative light.
"Looks like strength is the only thing that matters!"
Lu Ming smiled faintly and pounced on the Crimson Blood Scale Wolf King.
Roar!
The Crimson Blood-Scaled Wolf King also pounced forward. One man and one wolf engaged in a fierce battle.
Half an hour later, when Lu Ming continued his journey, there were more than five thousand Crimson Blood Scale Wolves behind him.
This was the number of Crimson Blood Scale Wolves in the previous pack.
The Crimson Blood Scale Wolf King had become Qiu Yue's mount.
However, Lu Ming was still not satisfied. He continued his search on the plateau.
There were countless Crimson Blood Scale Wolves in the plateau. They had lived here for countless years.
In three days, Lu Ming found five packs of Crimson Blood Scale Wolves.
The strongest pack of Crimson Blood Scale Wolves had more than ten thousand wolves.
The weakest pack only had two thousand wolves.
Through the two Crimson Blood Scale Wolf Kings at the beginning, Lu Ming's strength, and Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing's Howling Moon Wolf King's aura, these Crimson Blood Scale Wolves were subdued one by one.
Suddenly, the number of Crimson Blood Scale Wolves under Lu Ming's command exceeded thirty thousand, reaching a total of thirty-two thousand.
At this point, Lu Ming had to stop.
Deeper into the plateau, the beasts that appeared were too strong. Some of them were Class Eight Lv 4, and some were even Class Nine Lv 4. If Lu Ming and the rest continued, they would suffer great losses.
However, thirty thousand Crimson Blood Scale Wolves were enough.
Immediately, Lu Ming brought the Crimson Blood Scale Wolves back to Full Moon City.
Needless to say, it caused a tsunami-like commotion.
The Mountain Suppression Army was envious, while the former Northern Battlefront Army that had sided with Lu Ming was ecstatic.
Lu Ming was not stingy. He gave a few hundred Crimson Blood Scale Wolves to Ming Meng.
As for the rest, Lu Ming selected thirty thousand of the strongest men to form a Crimson Blood Scale Wolf Cavalry.
There were thirty-one thousand of them.
One thousand of them were called the Crimson Blood Guards. They were the strongest and the most elite. They were Lu Ming's guards.
The other thirty thousand formed an army. Lu Ming temporarily handed them over to Hua Ying to manage and train.
Hua Ying's mount was also changed to a Crimson Blood Scale Wolf King. It was easier to manage.
Lu Ming was happy to be able to relax.
Other than occasionally sparring with Autumn Moon, he spent most of his time cultivating.
In the Temple of Paragon, Lu Ming sat cross-legged.
He had just refined a few hundred Spiritual Herbs and cultivated the Ten Thousand Spirit Battle Form to increase his physical strength.
At this moment, he stopped cultivating.
"The Nine Dragons Heaven Stomping Steps is really difficult to cultivate. It's been so many days, but I still haven't mastered the first step. However, I feel that I've gained some insights recently. As long as I continue to comprehend, I'll master it sooner or later.
"There's also the third palm of the Three Dao Palms, the Heavenly Path Palm. I don't have any clue about it either. If I can master it, it'll definitely be my trump card!"
Lu Ming pondered.
Now, cultivating the True Dragon of Battle Arts and comprehending the Force was something that he had to do every day. Other than that, he had to cultivate various Martial Techniques.
Every day, Lu Ming felt that he didn't have enough time.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming moved his hand and a storage ring appeared.
"What's in the storage ring of a King?"
Looking at the storage ring, Lu Ming's eyes were filled with anticipation.
That's right. This storage ring belonged to the Martial King that Lu Ming had obtained in the Dongyi Tribe's Ancestral Ruins.
Lu Ming had fought with Xie Nianqing for this storage ring. In the end, Xie Nianqing had chosen a small jade sword.
There was a powerful Inscription Array on the storage ring. Lu Ming couldn't break it in the past. He could only slowly work on it.
However, recently, Lu Ming felt that the Inscription Array on the storage ring was loosening. It was about to be broken.
"Today, I'll break it completely!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed. Then, his hands glowed and powerful True Qi surged toward the storage ring.
The storage ring floated in the air, surrounded by a light screen. However, this light screen had become very thin. Under Lu Ming's True Qi, it was on the verge of collapsing.
"Break for me!"
Lu Ming shouted. The True Dragon of Battle Qi was constantly circulating. Like small True Dragons, they rushed toward the light screen.
Suddenly, the light screen emitted a bright light and expanded rapidly. When it had expanded to a few meters, it exploded with a poof.
The Inscription Array on the storage ring was broken.
Lu Ming was overjoyed. He grabbed the storage ring and immersed his mind into it.
"It's so big!"
His first impression was that the storage ring had a huge space. Lu Ming reckoned that even if he threw a mountain peak into it, it would be able to contain it.
Then, Lu Ming saw a mountain of items in the storage ring.
"This is? Spiritual weapons, armor, elixirs, and secret manuals! "
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