"Good!"

After listening to Wen Yiming's narration, the angry axe stood up, his spirit was greatly lifted, and he said: "Don't try to fuse the remaining five and six divine seals first, when Yan Hong is killed, there is time in the Death Canyon for you to fuse the six divine seals in actual combat, even if it is just to hit it hard, judging from the speed you said about fusing the six divine seals, when he makes a comeback, maybe you have entered the peak of the god of war, haha......"

The angry axe looked up to the sky and laughed, the anxiety accumulated in the past on his face was swept away, and he paced with his hands and said: "Tonight, you are hiding in the Wood Spirit Battleship in the alien army, don't be in a hurry to make a move, wait until I send a signal and do my best to increase the amplification for me, even if you don't continuously cast the Mountain and River Seal and the Burning Sky Seal, I am eighty percent sure that it will be left, hahaha......"

Wen Yiming smiled and shook his head, he was extremely convinced of this, Yan Hong, who was cultivating every day, was now slightly stronger than the angry axe, and his state was much stronger than the angry axe, but he shared the thunder roar for the angry axe in the dragon and tiger forbidden rage, and at the same time suppressed the killing intent realm, as long as this kind of timing is grasped well, Yan Hong is afraid that he will be killed in seconds if he is not careful.

The combat power of the angry axe was only the tip of the iceberg displayed in the Locked Sky Sea, and Wen Yiming was already looking forward to the night at this moment, so as to have a glimpse of the uncrowned king of the guardian god of war.

Of course, the most important thing is that his current combat power has been stuck at a bottleneck, and he hopes to gain understanding from this kind of top master battle and make a breakthrough.

After discussing for a long time, Wen Yiming and Amon said goodbye and left, taking advantage of the fact that there were still two hours or so, the angry axe still needed to try his best to recover some state to meet tonight's big battle.

Amon arranged a room for Wen Yiming, and then went to the barracks to arrange it by himself.

Tonight is a crucial battle and he'll need to get everything in place and try to win this battle to buy time.

When the time was about to end, Wen Yiming had already been arranged in the alien army, boarded the Wood Spirit battleship, and hid in it.

The senior generals who knew about it were extremely excited, and the Lingqi in their hands trembled slightly.

With the arrival of the time, the Wood Spirit Battleships rose one after another behind the Battle Pavilion Pass, hundreds of Wood Spirit Battleships were so magnificent, the vertical and horizontal teams were like clouds covering the sky, casting a large shadow below.

As the faint night came, the Wood Spirit Battleship Platoon slowly advanced, crossed the Battle Pavilion Pass, and stopped steadily over the battlefield in the Death Canyon.

The rattle sounded intensively, the sound of a winch from the War Heavy Crossbow and the Burst War Crossbow, followed by the sound of countless tinkling filled spirit crystals, followed by the thick heavy spear being filled into the war crossbow.

A strong killing aura rose up, and the killing machine unabashedly filled the air, faintly fighting against the gray and black demonic qi below.

In the distance below, there was a dead silence.

There was no movement in the gray-black mist that was far away and endless, but they all knew that when the three quarters of the hour came, it was the moment when the demon king Yanhong led his army to rush and kill.

The sound of heavy breathing came out early, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

I don't know when it began, countless deaths and injuries were killed and injured every day, and the passage of blood and the disappearance of life made this land full of panic indifferent to life and death, but I wanted to try to live all the time.

This contradiction makes everyone live in tension.

For this reason, every muscle of the body is tensed at the moment of war.

Survive, three simple words, everyone's potential explodes with all their might in every battle.

One war after another, as if there is no end, no end as infinite continuation, exhausting, even tired, but have to rise up again and again in life, and strive to fight until the last moment.

A little spark flickered and flickered away in the distant canyon mist.

Suddenly, countless points of light appeared......

Perceiving it from afar, Wen Yiming found that it was actually a pupil light from the fierce beast and the demon race, which seemed to bring out a trace of wandering green light in the movement.

Tapping ......

From far to near...

From light to heavy...

From slow to urgent...

The heavy stampede turned into a gallop, a dense rain-like sound, echoing through the canyon of death, the echo before it could rise, suddenly interrupted by another wave, and looked messy.

Under the city walls, several heavy gates made of stainless steel rattled and rose with the loud sound of countless gears.

The sound of iron hooves rose in groups, as if it came from the depths of the city wall, as if it came from the far back of the city wall, and the crowds of alien troops galloped out on gale horses, even men and horses were fully armed, and tens of thousands of iron horses were in the sound of iron hooves, like a torrent of steel that spanned thousands of meters, and the killing force was furious to the extreme.

"Roaring ——!"

Amun, who led the charge, was in the midst of shaking his arms, and the giants and snow pupils behind him roared wildly, and the sound shook like thunder, and it was heard far away.

The soldiers lined up on the city wall for hundreds of miles also roared.

In the roar, the sound of winches sounded from the countless arrow towers and heavy crossbow towers on the city wall.

The morale of the whole army soared rapidly in this roar, and even Wen Yiming felt a burst of inspiring power rise invisibly, and he couldn't help but tighten the dragon spear that had already been sacrificed.

"Kill ——!"

The sound of a golden iron blade seemed to be slashed on the granite, and the rough and heroic sound resounded throughout the audience.

The sound seemed to be a powerful spear shot from the city wall, with a whistling sound, and it instantly came to the sky above the battlefield of Death Canyon, with a great sense of sonic direction change.

The next moment, the burly figure of the angry axe appeared in mid-air.

The guardian god of war appeared, although he had seen it countless times in recent days, he still shook when he appeared, and the soldiers of Zhanting Pass frantically echoed, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the morale soared.

Wen Yiming vigorously turned on his concentration and motioned for the Wood Spirit Battleship to get as close to the battlefield as possible in a safe situation.

The Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Fury was directly opened, and he was hidden in the cabin, and the aura of concentration covered out, and now his cultivation was under the blessing of the Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Fury, and thousands of concentrations were shared.

Countless soldiers were shocked at this moment, and then they were ecstatic in an instant, forcibly suppressing the agitation in their hearts and turning into even more crazy shouts.

The purer focus and sharing naturally fell on Amon and Fury Axe, who were the pillars of this battle.

If he had to vigorously assist the Fury Axe, the number of his Concentration Sharing would be even more terrifying, roughly estimated to be approaching five thousand, and if he was promoted to the peak God of War, this number would directly double, or even more.

He didn't release the follow-up amplification skills, which needed to wait until the angry axe fought Yan Hong, and the angry axe could not be released until the angry axe sent a signal.

However, he didn't think about waiting for the signal of the angry axe, and with the focus of the mother, he believed that he was no worse than the angry axe when it came to controlling the fighter.

In particular, the timely release of the two skills of battle howl and killing intent suppression is a great test of the fighter's grasp, including the prediction of both the enemy and the enemy, as well as the calculation of time.

For example, a master of the Demon King Rank like Yan Hong, once he makes a mistake, he will lose the best time to kill, and it is almost impossible to repeat the same trick next time.

For this reason, the war has not yet begun, and Wen Yiming has already entered a combat state.

(End of chapter)