Just as he was about to get up to defend, the extremely heavy Overlord Gun pressed against Adam's shoulder, the blade of the spear was close to his neck, and the slightest movement would inevitably lead to a different place.

The black-armored soldiers did not dare to step forward, not only in fear in their hearts, but also for fear that the other party would kill their general in a fit of rage.

Here, the guardians of the ancient order were all ecstatic in their hearts, and they were so excited that they shed tears.

The door of order did not close here.

There was a sound of footsteps, and rows of neat and orderly soldiers walked out of it, with iron and iron and fortitude, which were not at all comparable to ordinary soldiers.

For a moment, the fighting spirit of the black-armored soldiers collapsed.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and the black-armored soldiers fled towards the entrance of the cave.

The Xiang Jiajun who walked out, his figure dispersed, turned into a black mist, and then appeared at the entrance of the cave, holding Changge and shouting violently, and his momentum soared into the sky.

The black-armored soldiers who rushed to the front immediately stopped Gabe, looked at the soldiers in front of them, and then looked at the soldiers pouring out of the gate of order, they already knew that they had been surrounded, and there was no possibility of escape.

"Disarm or kill! Disarm or kill! Disarm or kill! ”

A chorus roared, as if to shock the defense line in their hearts, and the palm holding the weapon trembled, and they couldn't help but let go of the weapon.

Ding Lingdang rang out, and the black-armored soldiers gave up their resistance one after another, kneeling on their knees and raising their hands high, indicating surrender.

Shadows passed by them, collecting their weapons.

At tea time, all three armies walked out of the gate of order, and finally a chariot like the scorching sun was used, carrying a young man on it.

Fu Yang held the book of life and death, and wrote the four characters of the Canglan plane on it.

The ghost town that passes is called Canglan City, and the corresponding plane is called Canglan.

The Canglan Plane was originally at the five-heaven level. Every once in a while, a true immortal can be born and fly to the heavenly realm, which is equivalent to a place to raise soldiers.

However, the Heavenly Dao sank, the Canglan Plane was out of jurisdiction, and the Dao that maintained order collapsed, falling to the Triple Heaven level in one fell swoop. Even the Void Immortals who can break the rules of heaven and earth are difficult to be born.

In the end, it became a breeding ground of faith for the gods of the heavens, constantly collecting the power of faith.

The creatures of the Canglan Plane were once baptized by the Lechuan River, and their souls were the purest, and the power of faith brewed was far more than a hundred times that of ordinary plane creatures.

Due to the passage of 10,000 years, the soul quality of the creatures in the Canglan Plane has gradually moved towards a downward path, and it can no longer be compared with 10,000 years ago.

Fu Yang knew it very well in his heart. The potential level of this plane is the Fivefold Heavens, and if you return to the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao, you will inevitably be able to return to the Fivefold Heavens.

There are many vassal planes of the Three Realms, and tens of thousands of them are calculated, all of which are equivalent to raising troops, constantly sending new blood to the Heavenly Realm to maintain the prosperity of generation after generation, this is a virtuous circle.

Heaven is self-proclaimed. As a result, the former plane declined, and Fu Yang only had to be reincorporated into the territory. Restart the places of recuperation.

Otherwise, relying only on human monks and heroic spirits in the underworld would be too small in number after all, and they would not be able to truly shake the alien races entrenched in the heavenly realm.

"The Dragon Clan, meet the Immortal Master."

An old man in ragged clothes took the lead in kneeling, and they had already regarded the future as a heavenly soldier.

Fu Yang swept his gaze. Only to find out that these people were cultivators, and unlike the black-armored soldiers, they practiced the power of fighting energy.

The two are different systems, and it is easy to recognize the different breaths.

"Wait for the courtesy." Fu Yang said majestically.

The old man at the head of the clan got up, and the panic that had been enveloping him all day dissipated. Put on peace of mind and calm like never before.

The Tai Sui clan was ordered to guard the black-armored soldiers, and if anyone dared to flee, they would directly correct the law on the spot.

The frightened black-armored soldiers shrank together in horror, and the black pressure squatted on the ground, and from time to time, their eyes turned in horror to the Tai Sui clan standing in the sky.

Thousands of Tai Sui, one by one, are very focused on guarding the prisoners, and there is no need to worry about any mistakes at all.

The strongest Adam, in Fu Yang's opinion, is just the foundation building period, and any Tai Sui can win against him.

……

There is still aura in the Canglan plane, but it is already very thin, only from midnight to early morning, the aura is slightly denser, and it is no longer suitable for cultivation during ordinary times.

Furthermore, the mainstream cultivation of the Canglan Plane now is Shinto, that is, magic and fighting qi, which are easier to cultivate, and moreover, the initial power is very strong, and the cultivation path is declining, all because it is difficult to find a holy place full of spiritual energy.

The Dragon Clan is almost on the verge of extinction.

In an entire clan, there were nearly four or five thousand people, and only five old men could cultivate to the peak of qi refining.

Furthermore, this face refining stage has ten layers, and more importantly, the lack of exercises makes it difficult for them to break through the foundation building realm.

"Explain the distribution of forces in the Canglan Plane." Fu Yang asked.

"Yes, Immortal Master." An old man stepped forward and said: "The three continents of the entire Canglan plane, this time it is the main continent, the name Canglan Continent, there are a total of nine empires, thirty-six kingdoms and countless territories controlled by the principalities, two subcontinents, the East Road and the West Continent, the East Continent is also known as the place of exile, the cultivators who have always adhered to their beliefs have been driven to the East Continent, and the West Continent is the place where the demon clan is entrenched, which is very dangerous. ”

"But there are clans like you, hidden in the Canglan Continent." Fu Yang asked.

"There used to be many, but with the purging of the Nine Great Empires, it is no longer known that the only Wang clan that maintained communication was also wiped out by the Sun God Dynasty." The old man sighed.

"Don't worry, you are the masters of this world again." Fu Yang said.

More than a dozen Heroic Spirit soldiers came with a few souls, all of them were from the Long Clan, who had fallen in the battle just now, and manifested with the help of the Yin Qi of the Heroic Spirit.

"Miserable child." The five old men wept bitterly.

"Great Elder, are we dead?" A young man didn't dare to face the reality and asked in horror.

The five old men were silent, and tears kept falling from their gray eyes.

"You wait for the tablet to support a few of them, and when the time comes, the Canglan Plane will return to the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao, and I will give the position of Yin God to manage the affairs of the souls of the dead in this realm." Fu Yang said calmly.

"I haven't thanked Your Majesty yet." A Heroic Spirit reminded.

They didn't understand the meaning of Fu Yang's words, after all, after being separated from ten thousand years, many relevant materials had been lost, and under the explanation of a heroic spirit, they understood.

Now that the Canglan Plane has not returned to the Heavenly Dao, it is useless for Fu Yang to confer the divine position.

This is like the officials of China, who run away so that the United States has no right to fart.

The battle for a plane involves the battle for luck.

If tens of millions of Yin soldiers cross the border and violently suppress it, it is just an occupation, and it is impossible to control the entire plane in a real sense.

The true return requires luck on one's side, calling out the source, and being recognized by the Heavenly Dao, so that the disappeared Dao can be reappeared. (To be continued.) )