Tianji laughed and said: "Wu Yuanguo has been recuperating for a hundred years, unlike us and other northern thirty countries alliance with scarce resources, there are barbarians and strange ghosts in the north, attacking everywhere, and they can't live in peace." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this battle is inevitable after all. ”

Lady Wanyue shook her head, this time the army of monks of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance was coming to the city, this battle could not be avoided after all, she was about to give orders and prepare for a big battle.

The old monster of Tianji said: "Mrs. Wanyue, we are also very curious about the strength of the juniors of Wu Yuanguo, fellow Daoists, before the war, how about you and I choose a few juniors to compete in front of the battle?" ”

Lady Wanyue and Wu Yuanguo's Yuanying Old Monsters glanced at each other, and a Yuanying Old Monster on Wu Yuanguo's chariot muttered: "Tianji and the others want to kill our morale through the competition among their juniors. ”

Even the old demon snorted coldly and said: "It's easy to calculate, if we don't allow it, the momentum will be a little weaker." ”

Several of Wu Yuanguo's old monsters discussed it slightly, and felt that the war could not show weakness at present.

Mrs. Wanyue nodded, snorted coldly and said to the Tianji Old Monster: "Since Tianji Daoist friends have this Yaxing, I will naturally accompany my fellow Daoists of Wu Yuanguo. But I don't know the Heavenly Pole Daoist, how to give birth to a contest? ”

Tianji pondered for a moment and said, "There is no need for the battle in front of the Jiedan Monks. The Qi Refining Cultivator's cultivation is a little lower, so we will choose how many battles the Foundation Cultivation Cultivator will have. In the competition, life and death do not matter. ”

Lady Wanyue said: "Okay, then let's see if the juniors of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance are outstanding, or the juniors of my Wu Yuan Kingdom are outstanding." ”

Lady Wanyue said coldly to the many monks in the Wuyuan Kingdom War: "Whoever kills the foundation building monks of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance in the battle before the battle will be rewarded with another 3,000 meritorious deeds, a superb spiritual weapon, and 10,000 spirit stones." ”

The voice of the Lady of the Remnant Moon passed through the array of Wu Yuanguo monks, and many Zhuji monks were filled with enthusiasm, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

The Tianji Old Monster laughed on the flying giant boat, glanced at the majestic monks of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance, and said loudly: "The seventy-two Jiejie of the Alliance can make the first contribution to the Alliance, so that the monks of Wuyuan Kingdom can see the demeanor of our Northern Alliance." ”

On the deck of the flying giant boat, a tall and burly monk in the late stage of foundation building, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face full of meat, and a body of steel and iron bones, walked out of the crowd, and said in a loud voice: "Elder Tianji, a certain wish to take the lead." ”

The Tianji Old Monster saw that this person was a monk of the Giant Spirit Gate of the Black Water Country of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance, bloodthirsty and aggressive, and his strength ranked among the seventy-two masters of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance, and he had a great reputation among the junior monks of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance.

The Tianji Old Monster nodded and smiled: "The Crazy Battle Virtuous Nephew takes the lead, which is very much in line with my wishes." Go ahead, don't leave behind, and ruthlessly extinguish the morale of the monks of the Wuyuan Kingdom. ”

Furiously screamed, twisted his head, rubbed his arms, and heard only the crackling of his bones.

The eyes of the frenzied battle were full of belligerent fanaticism, and his legs flew up, and his body quickly turned into a meteor, passing over the array of monks of the Thirteen Nations Alliance in the north, and fell to the ground with a bang, and his feet stepped fiercely in front of the two armies, setting off the yellow sand in the sky, looking majestic.

After the frenzied battle landed, facing more than 100,000 monks of the Wu Yuan Kingdom, he roared: "The Giant Spirit Gate of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance is fighting wildly and challenging the monks of the Wu Yuan Kingdom." His voice shook the wild, and with his tall and wild appearance, he was like a god.

"Let me meet you!"

As soon as the words of the wild battle fell, in the array of monks of Wu Yuan Kingdom, a gray-clothed figure came out of the crowd and gently landed in front of the wild battle, but it was a monk who was also tall in the late stage of Wu Yuan Kingdom's foundation building.

This monk in the late stage of the foundation of the Wuyuan Kingdom was surrounded by beards, and a large scar on his face stretched from his forehead through the bridge of his nose to the corner of his mouth, with an indescribable sense of fierceness.

Someone among the monks of Wu Yuanguo knew this person, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's Yuan Xiao, the life-killing sword of the Yin Demon Sect." ”

"Sure enough, it was Yuan Xiao, I heard that the spirit weapon in his hand killed countless undead under the red and blue double blades, and he was fierce and vicious, and he had killed many people of the same rank. Presumably, against the monks of the Thirteen Nations Alliance in the Upper North, the odds of victory are very high. ”

"Yuan Xiao is ruthless, it seems that this barbarian of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance is going to be unlucky."

Tang Que was in the support array of the foundation building monks, watching Yuan Xiaofei go on the field. He listened and frowned. The monks of the Northern Alliance Giant Spirit Sect and Yuan Xiao of the Yin Demon Sect both looked extremely strong, but the feeling that this madness gave him was more bloodthirsty and belligerent.

Since the battle of Wuliang City is related to the survival of Wu Yuan Kingdom, the major sects of Wu Yuan Kingdom are all going all out. Tang Que's support reserve was slightly behind the battle formation. However, with the power of Tang Que's powerful divine sense, it did not affect his perception around the battlefield in the slightest.

In front of the two armies, Tang Que saw many monks familiar with Wu Yuanguo in the ranks of Wu Yuanguo's monks. They were all in the ranks of their respective sects, their faces solemn one by one. Apparently very uneasy about the upcoming battle in front of the battle.

Tang Que also noticed the primordial old monsters of the various sects on the huge chariot of the Wu Yuan Kingdom, they were the elders of the various sects, and they cultivated to be Tongxuan, but before this big battle, they looked extremely dignified, and in the next big war, they wanted to see the same level of monks of the Northern Thirteen Nations Alliance.

Among these primordial old monsters, in addition to the Lady of the Remnant Moon of the Lanyue Sect and the old demon of the Demon Dao Sect, Tang Que also saw the Supreme Elder Jin of the Yunyang Sect.

The old monster Jin was in the chariot, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking. A cold light flashed in Tang Que's eyes, he was extremely wary of the old monster Jin, although he was in the battle array, he didn't dare to look at it. Tang Que retracted his gaze to the two of them.

Furious War has taken out his spiritual weapon and turned into a giant thunder hammer in the wind. The huge thunder hammer is carved with ancient patterns, and its upstream is separated from the power of thunder and lightning, exuding a powerful and incomparably powerful pressure, and the aura revealed by this thunder hammer is extremely good.

The life-killing knife Yuan Xiao frowned slightly, and two red and blue lights flashed in his hand, but it was a blade that was one long and one short, and it looked extraordinary. This one-to-one long and one short blade is Yuan Xiao's life-threatening red and blue double blade.

Furious Zhan glanced at Yuan Xiao's deadly red and blue twin blades, wielded the Thunder Hammer, and said loudly: "A certain family doesn't kill nameless people, what is your name?" ”

Yuan Xiao snorted coldly and said, "Remember, your grandfather and I, Yuan Xiao of the Yin Sect of Wu Yuanguo." ”

Furious Battle: "A certain family's Thunder Gong Hammer is made by collecting the essence of iron and fusing it with Mithril. It is also integrated with the power of thunder and lightning, and a certain family will kill with one blow, leaving no room for survival. ”

Yuan Xiao sneered: "Your grandfather and I, the one in my hand is called the Red and Blue Double Blade, let's see who takes whose life." Yuan Xiao clapped his hands, and the red and blue blades stood in the air in the wind as if they were spiritual.

With a roar of frantic battle, the Thunder Hammer in his hand became extremely huge under the wild rise, he put his palms together, and the Thunder Hammer hit Yuan Xiao directly like Mount Tai.