"These two people are Ye Fan and Liu Mang, they actually broke out of the tomb of Marquis Wu, could it be that the two of them have already got the treasure!"

"Look, the dragon-shaped golden armor on Ye Fan's body, as well as the golden sword that contains great power, are treasures that have never been seen before, oh my God, they must have found a treasure!"

The crowd was shocked to see us.

I squinted slightly, and saw hundreds of black robes, white robes, and two purple robes, which I thought were people from the Mercy Fragrance Society, and some of them were very strange, black, white, and brown people, and later I learned that they were all lackeys of the Dark Temple.

If the Mercy Fragrance Society can be described as powerful, then the true strength of the Dark Temple is enough to be the ancestor of the Mercy Fragrance Society, because the Mercy Fragrance Society is just a branch of the Dark Temple.

"Hehe, it was just in time, I thought some reinforcements had arrived, but it turned out that there were only two people!" one of the purple-robed men sneered.

Another island warrior stepped forward and mocked: "Can't you bear to see your father die, rush over and die together?" Very good, save us from trying to find treasures, and we will all end up together, your father and others are all strong crossbows, what kind of big waves can you two children set off!"

Seeing our bottom line, the enemy quickly reverted to an unstoppable rampant expression.

The Seven Factions and their uncles were silent, and everyone felt that in the face of countless enemies that could be called terrifying, the two of us were just insignificant waves.

"I'll fuck you a little trembling, even little Japan is also here to make trouble, Brother Fan, your sword is extremely powerful, presumably the strong people in the middle of the innate period will not dare to compete with you, the two of us and my father will charge in front and lead this group of people to fight a bloody path!" Liu Mang analyzed in a low voice.

I had a word of suffering, frowned and said: "Brother Mang, I can't use this divine sword flexibly now, the sword just now has drained half of my true qi, even if the enemy doesn't fall down with another sword, I have to be tired, scare and scare people, I can't use it until I have to!"

"What? I'll be a little girl, so let's not pretend to be B this time, how are we going to play next?" Liu Mang said with a black line.

Now is not the time to joke, but between real knives and guns, between life and death.

"Ye Fan, you smashed my branch of the Lianxiang Society that day, it's time to calculate this revenge, today, I will cramp and break the bones of these people and slaughter them in this primeval forest, just as you have made mistakes and pay for your debts. A black-robed Venerable yelled at me.

Countless people below were shouting there, and some people had already drawn their weapons and slaughtered the people of the Seven Great Factions.

"It seems that we are destined to suffer this catastrophe, although the dream of the dragon is in danger of water and fire, but it is already yesterday's yellow flower, and the strength is limited, if the head of our seven major factions can send more people, it will not fall to this fate, and the time will also die!"

"Xiaofan, Mang'er, you have done a good job, it is our elders who have harmed you, alas, ......" Liu Jing shook his head and sighed, his face full of guilt.

No, the result shouldn't be like this, Zhuge Sage once said, holding the emperor's sword, cooperating with the barbarian king's horns, commanding 100,000 elite soldiers, and wielding the Central Plains, how can this sentence be groundless?

Barbarian Horn!

To the Barbarian King's Horn!

I looked down at the golden horn in Liu Mang's hand, where the little golden monkey was chirping, screaming and trying to play.

Liu Mang felt my eyes and nodded heavily.

Then he raised his horn, stood on the top of the towering mountain, and used all his strength to blow it violently.

Moo~Moo~Moo!!

The dull voice sounded from the horn, loud and vivid, as if with eternal memories and expectations, with a long-cherished wish that had not been fulfilled for thousands of years.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, Lao Tzu's life is short, and his son is also an idiot, he is still blowing the trumpet at this time, do you think our action is too slow!

The purple-robed sage looked up to the sky and laughed, and the mercy incense would be arrogant and indescribable in the dark hall, completely looking at the expression of a joke.

However, the matter was not over yet, the sound of the golden horn, as Liu Mang blew it with all his might, spread farther and farther, as if it was spreading in all corners of the 100,000 mountains with the flow of air.

When the nine-colored barbarian tribe heard the sound of the horn, their expressions changed, and the nine patriarchs led hundreds of barbarians, with one hand on their chests, facing the direction of me and Liu Mang, and knelt on one knee.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of barbarians with rhinoceros horns in their hands also blew the horns together, echoing with our voices, superimposing farther and farther away.

At that moment, the sun hung brightly, and among the continuous mountains, the breeze fluttered, and everything seemed so silent, as if there was no other sound in heaven and earth except the sound of the trumpet.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"No mercy!"

"Don't waste time with them, it's just a bunch of good-for-nothing pigs, and they still want to escape the sweet dream, it's a joke......"

With a wave of his hand, the ninja of the island country made a decapitation gesture, and countless enemies faced each other with swords, about to carry out a brutal slaughter.

A hundred years ago, the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded the capital, burned the Old Summer Palace, burned, killed and looted, and trampled on the land of China with their iron hooves.

And now, there are also people of all nationalities present, and in their eyes, I see disdain, murder, and greed.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Nanjing Massacre, the Lugou Bridge Incident, and the ten-year War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, countless Chinese compatriots were killed and wounded.

No!

That's not true!

If history repeats itself, I hope, everything will change.

The Three Kingdoms can be returned to Shu, the Han Dynasty can be prosperous, and we in Huaxia can not be bullied!

Just as the knife in their hands was about to fall, in the 100,000 mountains, a mutation protruded.

First, in the wolf mountain in the northwest, a terrible wolf howl came out.

A howl met the horns of the bull, and then the howls of countless wolves rang out one after another.

In another second, in the southeast direction, above the peak of the Ancestral Beast Altar, there was a heart-rending roar, and countless giant apes gathered there, slapping their fists on their chests.

In the northeast direction, there was a huge noise, like thousands of troops, rushing to attack, wild bears, wild leopards, and fierce tigers, one after another.

In the hole under his feet, there was a chilling rustling sound, and dozens of thigh-thick, blue-and-green snake kings spat out long letters.

100,000 elite soldiers, how many creatures in these 100,000 mountains?

I understand that the person holding this golden horn in his hand is the lord of the new generation of Nanzhong, the master of the 100,000 mountains, and the king of the barbarians.

The sound of the beasts rushing, the sound of trumpets one after another, and the gushing of the river in the cave under our feet, for a time the earth sang sadly, and the mountains and rivers waved.

"What's going on, how can there be so many beasts!"

"It's that horn, it's not good, get out of here, or we'll all die here!"

Whether it was the Mercy Incense Society or the people of the Dark Temple, they were completely panicked, and unprecedented fear came to their minds.

In the field, except for me and Liu Mang, who can not be afraid when they see these beasts?

"Do you want to run? Will I give you a chance?" Liu Mang stood proudly in the gale, like a high emperor.

Majestic and domineering, there is nothing to add to it, but the next second he scratched his head, turned his head to look at me, and whispered: "I don't know the language of beasts, how can I command these guys?"

He asked me, and I certainly didn't know.

At this moment, the little golden monkey under his feet suddenly jumped down, chirping and screaming, and the giant apes in the distant mountains rushed to the mountains and seas.

Dozens of large snakes under their feet were dispatched in unison, aiming directly at the enemies of the Mercy Fragrance Society and the Dark Temple.

"We don't need to bother, Xiao Jin has helped us command, what we have to do is just kill a good one, rush, kill a future!" I turned my head to look at Liu Mang.

The brothers looked at each other and smiled, and unprecedented pride exploded at this moment.

We jumped down with agility, jackals, tigers, leopards and snakes, and the giant apes rushing from afar, which was our strongest combat power.

For a time, the crowd was excited, and the people of the seven major factions rose up.

"Kill, kill these evil sects!" the Red Lotus nun shouted, and the people of the seven major factions jumped up one after another.

The leader of the nine-colored barbarian tribe didn't say a word, and he should join in the rear, and the gunners of the Mercy Fragrance Society, the beasts that were pounced, were bitten in a mess.

Liu Mang and I are in the lead, like an invincible god of war, our strength is now in the heyday of the early congenital stage, a peerless master who has entered the middle congenital realm with half a foot, plus the armor on our bodies, who dares to stop it?

Even if an unknown master stepped forward to stop him, he was also stopped by Liu Jing and Uncle Zifeng, who rushed over.

The high momentum made everyone burst out with the strongest combat power, group after group of beasts joined the battle group, continuous support, the mercy of the incense will have collapsed, although the masters of the eight countries in the dark temple are strong, but you alone, can you be worthy of the hundred and tenth, the beast that is not afraid of death, and only obeys orders?

The smarter ones don't have the heart to fight, look for a breakthrough, and only know how to escape.

I stuck the Xuanyuan sword in my waist, relying only on my fists and flying feet, and everywhere I went, people turned on their backs.

Liu Mang and I are the sun in the field, and where we shine, it will inevitably cause countless people to respond.

The original irreversible situation collapsed in an instant, the dark temple and Lianxiang will collapse, and the souls of the dead under my command are not thirty, but twenty.

Kill, kill, kill!

Fight for a future.

I recall in my mind the image of my father, on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, fighting alone against the 100th strong man.

Father, at that time, you fought the demons alone and had no help.

Now, your son will not let history repeat itself.

The dream of the dragon's dream, your long-cherished wish, let our generation fulfill it.

I looked at Liu Mang beside me, and Zhang Xiaohu and Zhao Tian came in time, the brothers took care of each other, the love and righteousness were greater than the sky, and the people of the seven major factions no longer had the previous lofty posture, with me and Liu Mang as the center, the horse's head was looking forward.

If I hadn't saved their lives today, they would have already become the souls of the Dark Temple's sword, and their attitude towards my Dragon Dream should have changed completely.

Seeing the scene of uniting to kill the enemy in the field, and seeing the enemy who was losing and retreating one after another, Liu Mang and I looked at each other and smiled.

Exactly: an arrow piercing the clouds, thousands of troops come to meet.

Two pairs of loyalty and courage, the sword mountain and the sea of fire are revealed.

We have lived up to the expectations of our fathers, and we have not dishonored the prestige of the dragon's dream.

Everything, we did.

The battle lasted only thirty minutes, and the Dark Temple and the Mercy Incense Society were already in pieces.

In the end, the masters of the eight dark temples gathered together, and the two purple-robed people of the Mercy Fragrance Society also fled there.

A ninja in the island country suddenly pulled out two black projectiles from his waist.

"Very good, I didn't expect your Dragon Dream to become a hero to save the Central Plains Martial Arts again, however, our plan for the Dark Temple has only just begun, the siege here has failed, but the siege elsewhere has been completed, the next time we meet, I guarantee that you will be in a different place!"

The island ninja said a sentence in awkward Chinese, and then threw the black projectile hard to the ground.

Two explosions rang out, and smoke rose from where they were standing, drifting more than ten meters away.

When the smoke cleared, I tried to chase after him, but the place was empty.

"Ninjas are good at shadow escape, this is one of the three major schools in Japan, the master of the shadow genre, don't chase it!" Uncle Liu Jing said on the side.

Liu Mang and I nodded and did not refuse.

We're tired of a big fight, and these people are just lackeys of the Dark Temple and the Mercy Society, so even if we catch them, it may not be of much use.

I was about to say something when I suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind me.

"Ye Fan, it's really you, I knew you wouldn't die!"

My heart was full of blood, and I turned my head excitedly to see the familiar and haggard figure at the foot of the mountain.

"Big breasted sister...... I exclaimed excitedly, and my eyes instantly turned red.