Falling Plains?

Ling Yan stared around, this plain was surrounded by mountains, like a bowl, the army soared into the air, avoiding the astonishing and terrifying flood aura floating above the plain, and fell into the curtain of the plain, which was not long, almost all loess.

The desolate atmosphere here, the vicissitudes that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, just like its name, it has come to an end forever, and the people of the world can no longer see the day when it blooms all over the field and the sun shines.

When people step on the plain, their hearts seem to follow them, and the sorrow comes from the heart.

Ling Yan raised his head, looked at the hazy and gray desolate aura above the sky, and swept around again. The Falling Plain was like a damaged cage, and except for a few large holes, almost the entire outer layer of the plain was shrouded in the aura of desolation.

The army drove towards the heart of the Plain of Fall, all the way to the ground.

The silver-white dragon gently scratches the color of the falling plain that has not changed for thousands of years, and here is the ultimate desolation.

Ling Yan's eyes flickered, and he looked around, and on the endless Curtain Falling Plain, there were many craggy strange stones, and these stones were the only things that stood out from the Curtain Falling Plain.

The figure of the phantom dragon staggered a little, as if he had been infected with half a point of desolation when he entered the Muluo Plain before, his face was a little ugly, and under the condolences of several fellow 'sergeants', Ling Yan's footsteps couldn't help but slow down, and with those fellow sergeants rowed to the rear of the troops.

"Has the dragon started to fight?" Ling Yan, who fell into the rear, looked at the phantom dragon that was constantly collecting the aura of these soldiers, and asked in a low voice.

"No problem, just later, can you do it?? There are so many people here, I can't trap them for too long! The phantom dragon asked in a deep voice.

"I can't do it here, I don't know until I do it! Later, the dementors and the dragon don't care about anything, the phantom dragon traps the god general, and the rest, act when the opportunity comes! ”

Ling Yan whispered a few words, then put away his gaze, blocked his body beside the phantom dragon, looked around carefully, and saw that there were no armor soldiers looking at this side, so he was also relieved.

Walking leisurely, the god general marched, the speed was not in a hurry, he was very steady, and he was also very calm along the way, and he didn't ask Ling Yan's henchman any questions at all, as if he already knew King Zhong very well.

Ling Yan was frightened when he saw it, and he was very puzzled, secretly wondering, could it be that the god general had already noticed something unusual?

No matter how much, if you can fight when the time comes, if you can't beat it, you have to bite off a piece of meat on the body of the god general before leaving, otherwise, the god general doesn't know Ling Yan's number one person, and Ling Yan is really helpless.

At this moment, however, the army suddenly stopped. Ling Yan was slightly stunned..

"My lord, it's almost there, let's go to the front!" The Dementor General knocked Ling Yan with his elbow and whispered.

Ling Yan looked at the army in front of him, nodded, and said, "Go!" ”

The group quickly returned to their ranks, Ling Yan lowered his head and remained motionless, trying to divert the attention of the sergeants from himself.

At this time, the powerful ghost tribe led by King Zhong had already set up a platform in the center of the Muluo Plain to welcome King Zhong's arrival.

When the army arrived, King Zhong was already waiting for the god general outside the platform.

He stood at the front of the crowd, glanced at it, and saw that there were only more than a thousand people brought by the gods, and he was immediately relieved in his heart, the gods still had a little bit of negotiability, but even so, King Zhong did not dare to be too careless, after all, the god general himself was an out-and-out master, and he brought more than a thousand people just to put on a shelf, otherwise, if he came alone, King Zhong would not dare to make too many mistakes.

"Powerful ghost King Zhong, I've seen the marshal of the god general!!" King Zhong and his entourage greeted him with a smile and bowed their hands.

The sedan chair that was carried in the front and floated in the air slowly fell to the ground, and all the sergeants riding the heavenly horses also dismounted one after another, falling behind the sedan chair, and at this time, a burly, stubble sergeant walked up in three steps, opened the sedan curtain, and then, a man wearing golden soft armor, a faint smile, a tall figure, and a majestic man, walked out of it.

All the sergeants fell to one knee almost at the same time.

As for why it was called the same time, it was because Ling Yan and the others didn't expect the gods to appear, and there was such a rule.

Ling Yan took a breath, bowed to the ground with a calm face, raised his head slightly, looked at the god general in the distance, and gently raised his explosive but slender arm, the body wrapped in golden soft armor, and dyed him into a golden man.

With the movement of the Divine General, all the Heavenly Court soldiers stood up and stood straight.

When King Zhong and many other powerful ghost generals saw it, their faces suddenly felt a little unnatural.

As the elite of the powerful ghosts, they also have some vision when they ask themselves, and with this hand alone, they can see that what the gods will bring is the elite of the elite of the Heavenly Court army.

"King Zhong doesn't have to be polite, everyone is about to become allies, they are their own people, so there is no need to be restrained, come on! King Zhong, you and I have met for the first time, and we must have a good talk! ”

The god walked up to King Zhong's face affectionately and patted him on the shoulder, and the smile that was even more hypocritical than King Zhong made King Zhong's face stiffen for a moment, and a flattered appearance emerged.

"The marshal is so easy to treat people, I really admire him!" King Zhong said with emotion.

"Haha, King Zhong, you and I know each other late, but it's not too late now!! It's a pity that I have something important to do today, and I can't drink, otherwise you and I will have a good drink!! Haha..."The god general laughed, his golden pupils seemed to interpret something, so amazing.

"I didn't expect the marshal to be a lover of wine, when the matter is over, King Zhong will ask the marshal to taste my precious blood ghost king wine!" King Zhong hurriedly said.

"Say it late, talk about it later!" The god general shook his head, and sat down at a square table in the middle of the table with King Zhong.

This table was set up by King Zhong himself, and there was a chess game painted on it, and a little glossy light shone from the chess game.

Zhong Wang is red, and the god will be black.

The god general glanced at the chess game lightly, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "Lord Zhong, what do you mean by this?" ”

When King Zhong heard this, a faint smile appeared on his face, looking at the chess game on the table that was condensed by immortal power, he didn't explain anything, but increased the urging of immortal power, and magnified the words 'river' and 'boundary' in the middle.

"Is it a union or a boundary, do you want me to choose one of the two?" When God saw it, he was still not annoyed or angry, and said softly.