It took the army two days to get out of the snowy mountain, and this time the road was obviously not the one they had walked last time, and Xianglong Mu Jinxuan and his party led the way in front.

On this day, they came to a great river, which, by memory, was the upper reaches of the great river through which they had passed. Through the boiling river, Wang Lang felt the countless giant beasts hidden in the river.

Wang Lang ordered the army to stay away from the river.

But the things in the river apparently took the army as a dessert, and they sprang out of the river in droves.

This is the pig dragon, there are about forty or fifty, Wang Lang untied the gluttonous teeth on his back, rushed to the river with an arrow step, raised his sword and fell, and cut off the head of the leading eighty-meter-long pig dragon to the ground. Seeing that Wang Lang was so powerful, the remaining pig dragons turned around and fled towards the river.

Wang Lang, who was in a depressed mood, was full of killing at the moment, the sword in his hand did not stop, and in less than a minute, all the tyrants in this group of big rivers were in different places.

Xianglong looked at the killing Wang Lang silently, he saw his former shadow from Wang Lang, but unfortunately he had no momentum, and he looked forward to doing things.

Shaking his head, Xianglong beckoned the people to move on.

After all these pig dragon corpses were packed into the Void Ring, Wang Lang did not chase the footsteps of the army, but stayed in place, looking behind him, hoping to see the figure of the broken army flying over. It's a pity that in the back, there is nothing but the footprints of the army.

Seven days later, the army entered the original village, and this nameless village was now more lively than ever, and tens of thousands of troops gathered here, which seemed to be very lively.

Walking on the streets of the village, Wang Lang found that the big pit left by the bombing of Mu Xin was still there, and the surrounding collapsed houses had been repaired.

Standing on the edge of the big pit, Wang Lang fell into a memory, if Mu Xin hadn't forced him at the beginning, he would not have defected, and all the opportunities in the future would have been missed by him. Perhaps this is where blessings and misfortunes depend, and misfortunes and blessings lurk.

"Wang Lang, what do you want?" Xianglong appeared behind Wang Lang.

"Great Elder, I didn't think about anything, I just felt a little emotional." Wang Lang smiled.

"Hehe, I'll tell you good news, the broken army is back?" Xianglong said with a smile on his face.

"Really."

"Really." Xianglong nodded.

The appearance of the broken army is a little miserable, and it is dying, and it does not have the look of wisdom in the past. Wang Lang pushed away the crowd and walked in front of Po Jun, "You're finally back." ”

"Haha, those monsters in the underworld want to keep me, it's not easy." Pojun grinned, but pulled the wound, and the smile changed shape.

"I hope that you will always be able to be in the town army, and not do such a dangerous thing." Wang Lang stared at Po Jun, he really didn't want anything to happen to this old man.

With the return of the broken army, Wang Lang's tangled heart finally let go.

"Po Jun, you said that it is absolutely not possible to let so many people enter the Holy Spring, you can only select one percent at most." Mu Jinxuan's head shook like a rattle, "You must know that with so many people entering the Holy Spring, it may not take a few years for the Holy Spring to dry up." ”

Xianglong looked at Mu Jinxuan, and after looking at the broken army, he couldn't make up his mind about letting tens of thousands of troops enter the holy spring to cultivate. He knew very well what it would mean if the holy spring dried up, but in the current situation, was there still a need to keep the holy spring?

"Elder Mu, Great Elder, what if the Holy Spring is retained and the human race perishes? Leave the Holy Spring to the Underworld race? Po Jun's eyes stared at the two people in front of him, his cheeks were pale, and he gasped for breath, "We don't know how big the Little Heaven Realm is, but there is one point, there must be a lot of places comparable to the Holy Spring, as long as the strength goes up, it is not impossible to turn the entire Small Heaven Realm into our back garden." ”

Mu Jinxuan touched his chin, he knew how rich the resources were in the Little Heaven Realm.

There are no less than five places that have been explored to be comparable to the Holy Spring, but unfortunately they are all entrenched by extremely powerful beasts, and they don't have the strength to take them at all.

"Breaking the army, it's not the first day that we have entered the Little Heaven Realm, how difficult it is to seize a cultivation holy land, I don't say that you know it. Not to mention, do you remember that seven years ago, we dispatched a total of thirteen elders to capture that fog cave? ”

This matter, the broken army will never forget, in order to seize the fog cave occupied by the primeval beast, a total of thirteen Void Realm elders were dispatched, and he had not yet entered the Void Realm at that time, but he also participated in that battle.

The sky-swallowing toad entrenched in the fog cave, the poisonous mist emitted around it, a few miles away, made everyone lose thirty percent of their combat effectiveness. As soon as the two sides clashed, in less than a quarter of an hour, five of the thirteen elders fell, and almost all of the remaining were wounded and fled desperately. Then, for a long time, no one was mentioning the fog cave, and the fog hole almost became a forbidden area in everyone's hearts.

Seeing that the broken army was silent, Mu Jinxuan shook his head, as Lian Yun's former emperor, he was full of hope that Lian Yun could take charge of the Xuanhuang Realm, and the human race would not be threatened and oppressed.

Now he knew that this had become a luxury, and that he could keep the human race from being exterminated, and he had no bottom in his heart.

After a long time, Po Jun came to his senses, and his eyes looked at Xianglong and Mu Jinxuan resolutely. "Great Elder, Elder Mu, since I broke the halberd and sank in the fog cave last time, then let me lead someone to take the fog cave this time, we can't be stopped by small difficulties."

"Po Jun, do you really want to do this?" Xianglong looked at Po Jun in surprise.

Pojun nodded, sweating on his pale face, "I can only attack the fog cave as soon as my injuries are healed." ”

Mu Jinxuan stared at Po Jun, "It's better to wait for your injuries to heal, and then think about it in the long run." I'll go and choose the people who will enter the holy spring, and I can't afford to delay. ”

After that, Mu Jinxuan came out of the stone house.

Po Jun looked at Mu Jinxuan's back and knew that the former Lianyun Emperor had lost the ambition to swallow mountains and rivers, but was like a frightened rabbit, lacking the courage to break through.

"Mu Lao, he's really old." Po Jun said this, his face was obviously disappointed.

"Breaking the army, Jin Xuan is different from you, he not only has to think about Lian Yun, but also for the entire human race, every step has to be careful, if you take a wrong step, the consequences will be unimaginable." Xianglong smiled bitterly.

Pojun shook his head and didn't say anything.

Everyone's thoughts are different, Mu Jinxuan believes that he should be conservative at present, develop his strength first, and then compete with the underworld. However, his thoughts were the opposite, the overall strength of the human race was too different from that of the underworld, and if it was not discovered in the small heavenly realm, this kind of disposal would be understandable.

If you don't take risks now, try to show your strength, if you wait for the army of the underworld to slowly occupy the small heavenly realm, they will have no chance.

Mu Jinxuan didn't understand this, but he didn't have the courage to take risks.

Under the restoration effect of the restoration of the battle flag twenty times, half a month is good, and the paleness on the face of the broken army disappears. His eyes were full of light and appeared in front of Wang Lang, "Wang Lang, I want to attack the Lower Fog Cave, I hope you can help me." ”

"Just the two of us?" What kind of fog cave is, Wang Lang has a preliminary understanding, so he looked at the broken army in surprise.

Pojun nodded, "Yes, I'm not the Pojun that day, with your help, it's not a big problem to take down the fog cave." ”