"A group of pigs and dogs, flies and dogs, doing nothing, I think it's better to die. "Wang Changsheng overlooked the nine heavens and ten earths, like a god king, there were the laws of the Great Dao permeating his every move, and endless fairy light erupted behind him, rendering the entire retreat place as if it were a fairyland on earth.

The second prince was intimidated by this monstrous flame, he didn't say a word, his throat seemed to be stuck in his eyes, this young man who seemed to be a god king gave him a lot of pressure, even on the leader of the Hundred Battles Alliance, he didn't feel this pressure.

"You ......" The second son was speechless, and in half a day, he said the word you, as for the group of Hundred Battle League followers behind him, most of his hands were on the sword, the second son of the Hundred Battle League was not a loose cultivator who could be bullied, especially now at this stall.

"I see you, it's almost the Mahayana period, what kind of Hundred Battles Alliance of you, you have taken out the treasures of heaven and earth to cultivate you, let's shoot, and the garbage behind you, let's go together, don't you want to weigh me, even if you come, it will save me a waste of time." ”

Wang Changsheng spoke easily and freely, without any pretentiousness, but the second son, a face is already the color of pig liver, the Hundred Battles Alliance has been established for more than two years, and it has long been known to the world.

As the role of the legion becomes more and more prominent, the Hundred Battles Alliance has also established many legions, emphasizing cooperation, a general who commands the army, and can even rely on the power of the legion to compete with the power of the elder level without gaining the upper hand.

"It's a bit arrogant, although the second son is a little squirming, but the realm is really real, sometimes he cultivates with Rongtian Gongzi, the two brothers are like brothers, and they are no longer ordinary monks in the integration period, some people comment, the second son is full of firepower, and he can take a few moves under the Mahayana period, this Wang Changsheng, three years ago, was still a monk in the transformation period, and now he is a little lonely. Someone said, whispering.

"Meg, listen well, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, at any time, you must remember to be gentle and frugal, do not be a man for a while, and lose a life, people live, or bow their heads when they should bow their heads, otherwise they don't know how to die." ”

Most of the people who can stand here are disciples of various alliances, and from their hearts, they don't think that this Wang Changsheng can fight against the alliance with one person and one sword, it is nothing more than asking for a price and paying back the money on the ground.

"The iron army of the Ning family is by no means an easy person, with the cooperation of the second son, the resonance of the soul and soul, can really reach the level of the Mahayana period, then Wang Changsheng will bring humiliation on himself. Some frivolous disciples did not choose to speak, and as soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar.

That's right, but Wang Changsheng slashed Zhuxiong with a sword three years ago, and he defended the dark race, and he is not a simple character, so it is interesting.

The disciples who were assigned here are not very valued, except for special tasks, most of them are marginal people, and the really powerful core layer disciples have long been sent outside to compete with the major forces, or to seize the fragmented world, where is there leisure to run here, that is, the second son is bored, so he came back here to see, but he didn't expect to see this, he really won the lottery, and saw Wang Changsheng.

"In that case, see the truth under your hands. The second prince roared angrily, a pair of eyes stared, not angry and self-assured, and the robe on his body was also brilliant, as if it was shining with heaven and earth, dancing with the sun and the moon, this robe is not a simple goods, Rongtian Gongzi spent a lot of effort to cultivate his younger brother, and he was really willing to pay for it!

"Formation!" "Formation!" The second son's entourage is also a bloodless person, after hearing the second son's shout, he also picked up his familiar battle formation for the first time, almost after one or two breaths, a Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger The momentum was vividly interpreted, in front of everyone, it seemed that there was a 10,000-strong army, and the momentum was violent.

It's just twenty or thirty people, with a big banner, it's like a full army, many people whose soul cultivation is relatively low, or who are unstable in their Dao hearts, are shaken and unstable, and they hear the sound of Jin Ge's fighting, the neighing of war horses, and even the smell of flesh and blood in their noses.

Thousands of troops and horses, more than a dozen people performed vividly, and the position of the eye of the formation, the second son took it indispensably, this is the most critical position, which can be blended with the blood of the army and resonate with the fighting spirit.

The momentum of the second prince was even stronger, his face was flushed, I don't know if it was excitement or excitement, or other feelings, his robe, his Taoist soldiers, at this moment, also climbed to the highest peak, and resonated with his own spiritual pressure, directly pushing him to a position that was almost unrestricted close to the Mahayana period.

"Sure enough, it is an iron army, old and old, in time I personally went into battle, and this iron army is also fierce and auspicious, running is very simple, but to take the head of the enemy general from the army, it is unattainable. ”

"Hundred Battle Alliance, it's not simple, I think...... Maybe this is also a force that can conquer the world in the future, Rongtian Gongzi, awe-inspiring, and terrifying in the future!"

The two elders stood on the periphery, so said, but the heart is full of a trace of desolation, the country has been talented for generations, each leading the way for hundreds of years, unconsciously, Shaohua is fleeting, looking back, I don't know if there is anything worth recalling, maybe it's just a piece of chicken feathers, full of desolation, leaving a sigh in vain.

The second son held a sword, heroic and sassy, standing at the eye of the array, the iron-blooded battle flag hunting, only set him off as if he was a victorious general, feeling countless envious and jealous eyes, the second son is also complacent, young and young, can be so showy, throughout the ages, how many people can there be?

Originally, it was just the art of mortal warriors, and I don't know when it was carried forward by monks, and now many monks with this talent will also specialize in the way of war killing, so as to advance by leaps and bounds.

"Sure enough, it's dignified, the second son, it seems to be a celestial. It is true that the second son's current appearance is indeed a little charming, but the expression on his face is a little weird, and he seems to be a little carried away, but the layman is shallow, and the female cultivator is naturally vulgar.

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