Long Yanhua rode a white horse and ran forward with Lingling, out of the barracks, the black pressure in front of him was all his own troops, soldiers and horses lined up, and the army pressed the border, but only part of the troops were in battle, and the two sides detected each other's virtual reality.

"Is this the battlefield?" In the line of sight, people and horses can be seen everywhere, tens of millions, Long Yanhua held the reins and gently closed her eyes to understand, and the living people in front of her seemed to have become souls in her senses, millions of troops were in front of her, and the enemy's strength was naturally not in a minority, but the war in the Southern and Western Regions could dispatch tens of millions of troops, and the beginning of this war would be the end of countless lives.

In a world where the strong are respected, the weak are just ants.

Taking a deep breath, he looked down at the girl in his arms who was also stunned by the scene in front of him, "Lingling, open your eyes and see clearly, this is the battlefield." ”

The girl nodded heavily, "Sister Yanhua, I know, I will see clearly, I will become stronger in the future, and try not to be killed!" She has already gained consciousness, and she has the consciousness of embarking on a new path after following Long Yanhua.

"Let's go, let's go forward, let's take a good look. ”

Layers of crowds in front of you block the view, and even if you can hear the sounds of the battlefield, you can't see the situation on the battlefield. Walk along the passage left between the formations, and only after a kilometer do you reach the front of the procession. Looking sideways, among the generals in front of him, Long Yanhua saw his grandfather at a glance, armed with dark golden armor, riding a jujube red war horse majestic, and the standing of several generals around him highlighted him like a moon, and it can be seen that his grandfather's identity and prestige have a lot of influence even in the coalition army.

But on the other hand, the position of grandfather Long Haotian is not the main position, not far from him, several forces are quietly riding horses and looking at the battlefield. Among them, two middle-aged men are the most abrupt, the two are equally imposing, one is wearing a water-red coat with a slight beard, and the other is wearing a purple copper armor, which is extraordinary. The two of them made Long Yanhua feel a sharp sense of oppression and toughness from a distance. She figured that even the ghost generals born in the war spirit were not as strong as those two men.

With a turn of her gaze, she suddenly saw a familiar figure from among the two forces, beside the mighty middle-aged man, a young man turned his gaze to the battlefield with a resolute expression.

Lin Yiyun: Wasn't he in Kyoto in the Dayan Empire? Why did he suddenly see a figure on the front line?

Long Yanhua looked at the young man again unaffirmatively, there was only one side, but no matter how he looked at the young man, it was Lin Yiyun.

Perhaps it was the other party's five senses that were keen, and he felt the hot gaze of others on him, Lin Yiyun looked slightly sideways in the direction of Long Yanhua, just a glance, surprised! Lin Yiyun saw Long Yanhua on the battlefield, and that surprised expression even made the middle-aged man next to him cast his gaze, under the gaze of the martial saint, Long Yanhua only felt that his breath was stagnant, and his whole body was heavy.

She deeply felt the strength of the martial saint, and the middle-aged man didn't want to know that it was Lin Yiyun's grandfather, the mighty martial saint Lin mighty!

"Yun'er, what are you looking at. Lin Weiwu glanced down at his grandson, unlike other people riding horses, Lin Weiwu's mount was an earth-walking dragon demon beast, and it was also a high-level existence among demon beasts.

Nowadays, the change in size of the rules of demon beasts is not much bigger than that of horses, and it is not obtrusive to hide in the crowd.

"No, nothing. Lin Yiyun replied and retracted his gaze, he didn't plan to let his grandfather know about Long Yanhua's existence, and when he had the ability to protect him, he would say it.

Lin Weiwu glanced at his grandson suspiciously, and did not continue to ask, but focused his attention on the battlefield.

Looking ahead, the Southern Regions Alliance Army and the Western Regions Army are coming and going, fighting and fighting, blood is spilled, and people are falling at any time.

Long Yanhua also retracted her gaze and shifted her attention to the battlefield, what she saw was that countless war spirits floated into the air with the arrival of the killing, and each of the bloody war spirits was furious and restless, although she realized that she had lost her body, she still tried to affect the continuation of the war below, making the living more violent and bloodthirsty.

Under the effect of the Dragon Smoke Hua Soul Stone Summoning Battle Soul Formation, some of the war souls were forcibly pulled away from the battlefield, and more and more war spirits disappeared from the battlefield, but there were many new war souls appearing. As long as this war is going on, people will continue to lose their lives.

Beside her, Ling Ling was dumbfounded, and her surprised and shocked expressions were all written on her face. This scene is definitely a shocking scene beyond consciousness for a six-year-old girl, even if she once saw her companions being inhumanly killed, she has already left a shadow in her heart, but compared to now, it was just a small thing. The smell of blood on the battlefield was pervasive, and even if you stood from a distance, you could clearly fill your nose, and the smell was disgusting.

"The strong are respected. Beside her, a voice suddenly came, Long Yanhua subconsciously looked sideways, and what surprised her was that she often saw a person who shouldn't appear on the battlefield of the Southern Regions Alliance!

Even if Long Yanhua didn't know his details, she could see that he was not from the Southern Regions, and his accent was slightly different, but she could still hear it. At a time when the dispute between the Southern and Western Regions was raging, how could he stand here unhindered during a sensitive period?

"Do you understand the meaning of this word?" Bai Shaosi looked at Long Yanhua, and the corners of his mouth were a wicked smile, either self-deprecating, or yearning, making it difficult for people to understand the true meaning of his words.

Long Yanhua frowned and didn't want to answer, but he heard Ling Ling's immature voice in his arms, "Yes... Can the strong live?" After seeing all kinds of death, the only thing left in her heart was the thought of living.

At the same time that Long Yanhua was surprised that the young Song Ling would have this answer, he saw a gleam in Bai Shaosi's eyes, his mood seemed to be happy after hearing Song Ling's explanation, and he subconsciously licked his lips, and a murderous momentum leaked unabashedly, "That's right, there is another explanation for the meaning of the strong to respect it, that is, the strong have the qualification to live, the rules of this world are like this, the weak are ants in the eyes of the strong, and their lives and deaths are hundreds, thousands, and they are not cared about......"

"Only the strong can survive and save their lives. After a pause, Bai Shaosi continued.

Song Ling's confused expression seemed to be bewitched by the other party, and finally nodded, she seemed to have made an important decision in a short period of time, "I know!"

There were only four words, which made Long Yanhua feel that her growth seemed to be beyond her expectations, and she turned her head and glared at Bai Shaosi fiercely, "You are in the way!"

The other party's smiling expression was finally ignored by Long Yanhua and continued to look at the battlefield. At this moment, on the other side of the battlefield, three figures suddenly stood in the air, and the magnificent momentum spread out in an instant, the first person looked like a strong man, with a murderous smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands were clenched in front of his chest, staring at the battle on the battlefield, slowly raising his hand, and punching in the air!

The punch with fist intent was struck, driving the surrounding air, and it instantly gathered into an air bomb in the air, 'Boom!' The body of the living person more than ten meters square below instantly shattered, and then the earth chips were scattered. Unexpectedly, the man's easy punch wiped out the lives of a hundred and ten people in an instant.

The other party is a master!

The sound of the ground exploding was also a warning to the masters of the Southern Regions border, and the mighty Shock Martial Saint Lin and another martial saint flew out from the sitting demon beast without saying a word. But in the case of two to three, it is obviously not good, and the beautiful woman on the other side in a long aqua blue dress makes Long Yanhua can't help but guess that her identity is the water mirror of the southern region, the martial saint of Leng Shirley, Leng Shirley's grandmother.

It was supposed to be the power of the Southern Regions but defected to the Western Regions at a critical moment, I have to say that this important hole card of the Western Regions was used very well, the Water Mirror Martial Saint had been lurking in the Southern Regions for decades without revealing her identity, and finally she embodied her role, and when she defected, she shot and injured more than 20 great masters lightly or severely, weakening a huge part of the combat power of the Southern Regions.

"Hahahaha! Lin Weiwu, I want to see if you are stronger or I am stronger!" The enemy's martial saint made a provocative voice, obviously not a good stubble, a violent maniac like Lin Weiwu. And the Water Mirror Martial Saint and another unknown Martial Saint not far from him are not weak, and the situation is a bit of a crisis in the absence of the Southern Regions Martial Saint.

"Hmph! I can't do it!" Lin Weiwu was very disdainful of the other party's provocation, and did not think that the two of them could not withstand the three of them. He turned his face sideways to the martial saint beside him and said, "Blood Red, you deal with that reckless man, and the other two will be handed over to me!"

He didn't want to be the other party, and he chose another opponent in a blink of an eye.

The Southern Regions Martial Saint, known as 'Blood Red', nodded cautiously, and then kicked the ground with Lin Weiwu and rushed towards the three people opposite, like arrows from a bow.

The war on the ground battlefield has also been completely opened. Long Haotian, as the commander of the Southern Regions, raised the heavy sword in his hand, sat down and rushed out with a roar, "Kill!" He roared, and the army generals behind him swept away like a tide, and the other party also shouted to kill, pushing the battle situation to the top.

Looking at the endless stream of generals on the battlefield, the originally extravagant troops are now only a few onlookers, and most of the fewer than 100 people are teenagers and young people. At a glance, it is clear that these people who remain are probably prominent people from various countries, and they have come to the battlefield not to let them kill the enemy, but to feel the tragic atmosphere of the battlefield and let them gain some knowledge.

Without the crowd to cover him, Lin Yiyun finally looked at Long Yanhua again, and suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he saw another man beside her, who was smiling meaningfully at him, a chilling smile that seemed to explain something, and seemed to be provocative.

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Tomorrow's exam, good luck to me, I have to pass it~~~~