A year passed quickly, and the small-scale recruitment of the Youth Air Force Regiment this time also came to an end, and Tang Junming also wrote down all the suitable secret techniques and formation treasures in the Nantang County Divine Power Palace.

After waiting for another half a month, General Xingyao took the 300,000 soldiers recruited from the entire Nantang County area, drove the Flying Divine Boat, and rushed towards the central front.

The number of gods is too large, and the use of the teleportation formation consumes too much, so in order to save resources, I didn't take the teleportation formation this time.

Along the way, he met some other generals who recruited troops in Yuyang Huafu, and gradually converged into a huge fleet, with no less than 10 million gods on board, and rushed to the central front in the sky.

When approaching the city of Yuyang Prefecture, a marshal of the Qing Air Force Regiment also joined the team, it is said that this marshal is the god of wind shadow, a diamond god, and he understands the rules of the wind system, although it is still a little short of the teleportation rule, but it is enough to rank in the forefront of the universe.

Its strength has reached level 90 or above, and it can easily crush the 99-level bronze gods and silver gods, and its strength is not bad among many marshals.

By the time Marshal Kazekage joined the returning troops, the speed of the entire fleet was even faster, and they were rushing at a speed of thousands of times faster than the speed of light every day, and even then it took about half a year to reach the central front.

What caught your eye was a suffocatingly large military city, the size of hundreds of thousands of earths, inhabited by soldiers of all races.

This city is called Qingkong City, and it is also the lair of the Qingkong Air Regiment.

In the sky above Qingkong City, there was a battle line of 990,000 miles, this battle line was like a crack in the sky, and outside the crack was endless pitch black, which looked extremely terrifying.

This is the central front, the most terrifying, terrifying, and highest casualties in the world!

Around the rift, there were countless divine arrays, Dao arrays, and some formations that Tang Jun couldn't distinguish the level, blooming with the light of nine-colored glass.

There were also fortresses and arrow towers among the various divine formations and Dao formations, making the huge central front look like a patched crack.

Passing through the central front, outside is the vast and infinite Hongmeng Universe, full of countless world-destroying demons, making the entire Hongmeng Universe almost a dead domain.

Ordinary intelligent races would not dare to enter the vast universe at all, because entering it would mean death, and the demons would tear it apart like sharks that smelled fish.

"This is the central front, and the southernmost front of 110,000 miles belongs to our Youth Air Regiment!"

General Xingyao pointed to the central battle line that was cracked above his head, and his tone was a little heavy.

The recruits belonging to the Ninety-two General Department looked up at the central front, and their faces became solemn, this is the highest battlefield where the Wuhong Great World and the World Destroying Demon clash are located, and it is also the only and last barrier of the Wuhong Great World.

Once the battle line falls, what awaits the Wuhong Great World is the invasion of thousands of nuclear demons, so the nine major fronts must not be lost, and the loss of one means the beginning of the fall of the Wuhong Great World.

In fact, the central front is not long, compared to the gods who can cross millions of miles between breaths, the central front with only 990,000 miles can go back and forth thousands of times between breaths.

But this 990,000-mile central front, I don't know how many gods have been buried over the years, and even Daojun has fallen a lot here.

Moreover, the reason why the central front is so short is also deliberately done by the Wuhong Great World, and if it is longer, it will be difficult to defend, and the possibility of falling will be greatly increased.

After observing the central front for a while, General Xingyao took the recruits to report, and at the same time learned about the situation of the Qing Air Regiment and the 92nd General Headquarters.

It took dozens of days for Tang Junming to have a detailed understanding of the Qingkong Air Regiment and Qingkong City, and at the same time, he also received preliminary training, and he also had a good understanding of the situation and tasks of the Assassination Battalion, so he went to the Assassination Ninth Battalion under the personal leadership of General Xingyao.

The Ninth Assassin Battalion is located behind the Ninety-two Generals' Headquarters, and the location is quite hidden, it is an underground palace.

General Xingyao had already informed the soldiers of the Assassin Ninth Commander Battalion in advance and asked them to wait in the martial arts arena.

When Tang Junming came, he saw more than 10,000 gods who had secretly assassinated the Ninth Commander Camp standing indifferently on the martial arts arena, looking at Tang Junming indifferently, and saluting General Xingyao: "I've seen General Xingyao!"

"Get up. General Xingyao smiled faintly: "Presumably you have also received the news, in the future, the Mingtang Divine Monarch will be the new commander of your assassination of the Ninth Commander, you must treat the new commander like the old commander." ”

"...... Uproar"

As soon as General Xingyao's words fell, there was some commotion in the martial arts arena.

"What a heroic figure the old commander is, how can he compare with him. ”

"It's easy to make us respect and obey, as long as we make the same contribution as the old commander. ”

"Hehe, it is said that he is only a god of more than forty levels, even if he is a diamond god, he should not be qualified to be the commander of our assassination of the Ninth Commander's Battalion, the general is playing a bit big this time. ”

"Although the Ninth Commander of the Assassination Assassin is the weakest commander of the Ninety-two Generals, it does not mean that any cat or dog can become our commander. ”

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These soldiers who secretly assassinated the Ninth Commander Battalion did not deliberately lower their voices, and with the strength of Tang Junming and General Xingyao, they could naturally hear it.

However, General Xingyao didn't care, and glanced at Tang Junming with a smile: "You should be able to deal with this little problem, and the assassination of the Ninth Commander Camp will be handed over to you." ”

After speaking, General Xingyao left directly.

Tang Junming still didn't understand what General Xingyao meant, obviously he was using this to test him, if he could pass it smoothly, he would naturally be able to sit firmly in the position of the commander of the Ninth Command.

If you can't pass it smoothly, although you won't be wiped out, you won't have the right to speak in the future in the Ninth Command, which may be even more embarrassing.

Seeing General Xingyao leaving, he didn't say anything for Tang Junming, and the noise below was even worse.

"Haha, it seems that even General Xingyao is not optimistic about our new commander, so he left him behind, I don't know how long he can hold out in our assassination of the Ninth Commander, maybe he won't be able to hold out for even a day. ”

"A god of more than forty levels, even if it is a diamond god, we can crush him in minutes, so he should not be able to do such a thing as a demonstration by force, but there are more than sixty bronze gods and silver gods among us. ”

"General Xingyao is gone, what are we going to do here, hurry up and go back to sleep and drink, don't waste time here." ”

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