Cheng Li was confused at the time, what is this? Self-sufficient?

Rumble!

The ground shook suddenly, and the door slowly opened on the other side of the wall.

The sound of horses' hooves and footsteps sounded, and an army of tens of thousands of men marched in from the city gate, and the originally empty plain seemed a little crowded.

With the sound of neat weapons landing, all the skeleton soldiers stood still, and the smell of blood permeated the entire plain, and a murderous aura rose to the sky, making people's bodies chill.

Standing at the front of the army were fifteen skeletons riding war horses, led by a horse skeleton with a tall figure, and even the war horse was much larger than the other skeletons, spitting dark green flames, like a fierce beast that had descended into the world.

A captain!

Fourteen thousand-commanders!

There are a total of fifteen Xuan-level powerhouses!

"Dead Blades!" a skeleton screamed.

"Could it be the Emperor of Song?" another skeleton also exclaimed, which immediately caused the rest of the crowd to discuss.

"Emperor Song's strength is really unfathomable, just looking at it makes me want to kneel, it's terrifying!"

"The Dead Blades have added a lot of souls. ”

Cheng Li added the negative energy he had absorbed from himself to his agility, pulled Du Jian and asked, "Who is this Emperor of Song?"

"Emperor Song, the third hall master of the ten halls of Yama, the strongest man in the hell realm. Du Jian said, "The Death Blade Army under his command is the greatest help for the Holy King to sweep through the Nine Realms. ”

"Is the Dead Blade Army strong?" asked Cheng Li curiously.

"Not only is it very strong, the Dead Blade Army is synonymous with invincibility in the Hell Realm, and it has not tasted a single defeat in more than 900 battles of all sizes. Only the Praetorian Guard under the control of the First Hall Lord can faintly fight against it, but the duty of the Praetorian Guard is to protect the Holy King, and the duty of the Dead Blade Army is to attack the battlefield. Du Jian was pleasantly surprised, "We have a chance today!"

"Huh?" Cheng Li was puzzled.

"Every time the Dead Blades return from a great victory, in order to make up for the loss caused by the battle, they will select suitable soldiers to join the army at the city gates. Du Jian's tone was full of anticipation, "If you can join the Dead Blade Army......"

"You still want to join the Dead Blades?"

A sharp divine message interrupted Du Jian's words, and his tone was full of contempt and mockery.

Cheng Li looked in the direction from which his thoughts came.

A skeleton with half armor on its body, a worn shield in his left hand, and a broad sword pinned to his waist walked towards Du Jian.

"Naya, don't be complacent, I'll catch up with you sooner or later!" Du Jian was proud and impassioned.

Naya walked up to Du Jian and said coldly: "Catch up with me, do you know that I died a year before you, and your strength was not as good as me when I was alive, and now you can't surpass me." ”

"Damn!" Du Jian's tone became annoyed again, "Why did you die a year earlier than me, it seems that I have no hope at all, damn it!"

"!" Cheng Li unconsciously burst into a foul language, this is special, your face change speed is too fast, right? And what is there to show off about dying a year early!

"Huh, you're not convinced?" the skeleton named Naya turned his head to look at Cheng Li.

"Huh?" Cheng Li was stunned, he was not proficient in the communication of divine thoughts, and he actually passed on the words in his heart directly.

"Brother Xia, don't be impulsive. Du Jian stood in front of Cheng Li, "We can't beat him, he was a stronger swordsman than me when he was alive." ”

Cheng Li must have rolled his eyes if he had eyes, there are still 1631 stronger than you......

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "What's the ranking?"

When Naya heard Cheng Li's words, she raised her head proudly and said, "One thousand six hundred and thirty-one." ”

Cheng Li: "???"

Sure enough, it's stronger than Du Jian, and it's one of the top in the ranking! I thought it was bullying, but Tema turned out to be rookies pecking at each other!

Cheng Li hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did you also die under the sword of the world's number one swordsman?"

"Exactly. Naya said proudly.

Cheng Li silently felt sorry for the first sword in the world that day, and there was nothing to do to send these fools.

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time. Cheng Ligong said.

"Hmm. Boy, you're pretty good. Naya patted Cheng Li's shoulder with satisfaction, "Come and mess with me, there is no way out of following Du Jian, a waste leader." ”

Cheng Li glanced at Du Jian in surprise, this guy is still a senior, it seems that he has really been promoted to the ground level.

Just as Cheng Li was thinking, an incomparably powerful divine thought rose in the sky above the plain, and then hundreds of beams of light descended from the sky.

Each beam enveloped a skeleton, from soldiers to chiefs to centurions.

Cheng Li's heart palpitated, originally a beam of light was going to hit his body, and at that moment, his soul seemed to be detained.

Fortunately, the layer of energy left by the Yellow Spring Holy Fruit resisted the beam, causing it to turn around and hit a skeleton on the side.

"Huh?"

Emperor Song's eyes jumped with flames, and he felt so hard that it seemed that there was a force fighting against the power of the Chosen One, but this sense flashed, and although he was puzzled in his heart, he couldn't find it.

The skeletons shrouded in pillars of light broke away from their original ranks and consciously walked towards the Deathblade Legion.

"What's going on?" asked Cheng Li.

"They are the Dead Blade Soldiers who were chosen by the Song Emperor, and they are really lucky. Naya explained.

"Lucky...... Not necessarily......" Cheng Li muttered in his heart, if it weren't for the Huangquan Holy Fruit, he would probably have been detained by that beam.

"Hey, I'm just a little bit worse......" Du Jian sighed.

Syllable!

"Hoo bear face!" Naya slapped Du Jian's blind confidence.

"Ah~" Du Jian groaned, the skull turned more than ninety degrees, and then quickly turned back, looked at Cheng Li, and said in a threatening tone: "What just happened?"

"I just got distracted, what happened?" Cheng Li looked at the sky with both eyes, his heart hurt very much, and he felt a little guilty when he looked at Du Jian again.

These two skeletons, the attribute of one attack and one attack is too obvious...... He even seriously suspected that Du Jian's current appearance was inextricably related to the two shots he stabbed......

The Dead Blades came and went as fast as they could, and after collecting the lost men, they quickly disappeared to the edge of the plain.

Seeing the Death Blade Legion disappear from view, the feeling of depression in Cheng Li's heart finally disappeared.

"By the way, after passing through the city gate, how much more will it take to reach the destination?" asked Cheng Li.

Du Jian thought for a while: "It's going to take a long time." ”

The flame in Cheng Li's eyes shook, and when he left the city gate, he had to find a chance to leave the army: "At least, how much?"

Du Jian was stunned: "It should be faster to ride a horse." ”

Cheng Li: "???"

The commander's voice suddenly came: "As night falls, the ninth and tenth squads are heading for the battlefield. ”

Cheng Li's eyes flickered, and he found himself standing on a desert.