Both of them drank heartily, knowing that in two days, there would be a great war that would go down in history, and they would witness the tragedy and tragedy of this war with their own eyes.

History, too, will leave their names.

"Hehe, Lord Alliance, don't you mind letting a few of us join in?" A pleasant voice came from a nearby boat.

Since Miss Mo has this Yaxing, Li naturally welcomes it, and it is even more poetic and picturesque to say that the wine is paired with a beauty, but it is a pity that the heavens are not beautiful, and there is no full moon to accompany them. ”

Li Heng laughed, and his hearty voice spread to almost every warship.

"Alliance leader, drinking is such a thing, and the little monk is also very powerful. ”

"Alliance leader, if you don't care about your past suspicions, Yanran is willing to have a drink with you. ”

"Senior Brother Li, you and Your Majesty are drinking, it can't help but seem monotonous, I happen to have nothing to do, so I just have a few drinks with you. ”

"And me. ”

For a while, voices came from many warships, all of which were young without exception, and most of them knew Li Heng.

Mo Ruolan of the Mo family, the incense of the Sumeru Buddhist Sect, Nangong Yanran of the Penglai Sect, and Mu Yunfei of the Xuanyin Demon Palace, as well as many outstanding young disciples of the various sects, all rushed to shout.

Li Heng went alone to stop Arthurlot, and then took the biggest risk of this war without hesitation, winning the respect of many people.

Of these, most are young people.

Most of them are in their twenties, and when they are full of enthusiasm and pride, Li Heng's actions just interpret the true meaning of 'hero'.

Nangong Yanran, who once had an old grudge with Li Heng, or Jiexiang, was also infected by his heroism at this time, and was willing to abandon his previous suspicions and rebuild himself.

"Li boy, you are truly expected now, looking at the heterogeneous cultivation world, no one can be more famous than you, and your prestige is higher. ”

Li Tong smiled and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Li Heng smiled, and from time to time there were young, hot-blooded voices in his ears, and he couldn't help but be contaminated, and couldn't help laughing: "Life must be happy, whoever wants to drink with me, just let the horse come, Li will take it together, let us get drunk!"

"Good!"

Brush!

Dozens of young figures, all laughing loudly, flew over from their respective ships, most of them carrying a few bottles of fine wine.

Yes, life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon, these young strong people, which one is in his prime from time to time, and he is a person with outstanding talents.

They were all very proud in their hearts, but what they saw and heard today made them all have a sense of respect and admiration for Li Heng, and with this feeling, they were very frank and did not have a trace of shame and jealousy.

Just ask!

There are a few people in this world who can be like Li Heng, risking their own lives, but also seeking a glimmer of life for the different cultivation world and the Daomen, especially the Seven Great Sects have also lost a lot of him.

This is the real hero, the real man.

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Nangong Yanran smiled and carried a pot of wine, bowed deeply to Li Heng, and said sincerely: "Brother Li, my sister was so offended at that time, I hope Brother Li doesn't care, if Brother Li can be willing to Yanran, please have a drink." ”

After she finished speaking, she poured herself a glass of spirits and drank it in front of everyone's eyes.

"Huh. ”

Li Heng smiled and drank a glass of wine as well.

At this time, Mo Ruolan also picked up the wine glass, her face showed a rare hint of shame, but she gritted her teeth and plucked up her courage to say: "Li Heng, if I am lucky enough not to die in this holy war, after returning to the big 6, I will definitely pursue you and make me your woman, this is my oath." ”

Anyway, take a glass of spirits.

"Haha, okay, what a loving and righteous Momen giant, alliance leader, don't let down Miss Mo's affection, we are all your matchmakers. ”

Immediately, some people started to cheer.

Li Heng smiled bitterly, but he also picked up his wine glass and said to Mo Ruolan: "Miss Mo, Li is very grateful for your love, and I don't know how to make the giant of Momen love, this is Li's honor, but I have a heart, I can only say sorry to you." ”

With that, take a jar of wine and drink it all in one go.

Mo Ruolan didn't care, and a smile appeared on her glorious face: "Li Heng, I won't give up the pursuit of happiness, in this life, I won't marry you." ”

"Hey......!"

Li Heng smiled bitterly, it was useless to say anything at this time, so he had to pick up the wine jar and said with a smile: "Everyone, let's have a drink together." ”

"Good!"

This group of talented and talented young powerhouses all showed sincere smiles on each other's faces, and they drank a glass of wine together.

Two days later, the day of the decisive battle will be, and how many of these people will survive? No one knows, no one knows about Li.

But are they afraid, are they afraid?

Obviously impossible, these people may have something to fear, or someone who can't rest assured, but among these young and strong people, which one is afraid of death?

The three-foot Qingfeng cherishes the world, even if he dies in battle, he has no regrets.

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This group of people accompanied Li Heng to drink for a whole night, so that the nearby sea area was filled with a strong aroma of wine, and after the second day, they all returned to their respective warships alive and ready to fight.

Two days later, the fleet of the Eastern Daomen and the fleet of the Western Magic Legion were separated by no more than eight hundred miles, and there was a chain of extremely lethal arrays in between.

From a distance, Li Heng saw a dense array of large warships, each of which was dark yellow, exuding a strange aura.

When their warships stopped advancing, it seemed that they had a heart, and the fleet of the Western Magic Legion also stopped moving forward.

They looked at each other across the great array.

The sea of death was turbulent and rushing, and the black waters were constantly roaring and raging, as if they knew that today there would be rivers of blood and corpses all over the field.

The fleet of the Eastern Daomen and the fleet of the Western Magic Legion were separated by eight hundred miles of sea, looking at each other, and a solemn and solemn atmosphere gradually filled the sky.

"Damn, there are so many of them, there are 200 warships, twice as many as us. "The distance of eight hundred miles is not too far for these strong people, and they can clearly see every move on the opposite side.

"Hey, Western barbarians, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time, who is not afraid of death, just come over and fight with the old man, damn it, if the old man doesn't beat you all over the peach blossoms, you really don't know what flowers are the most colorful. ”

Zhou Liuyun pulled his throat and shouted arrogantly.

The sound was like a rolling tide, overshadowing the roar of all the winds, and the sound of the waves hitting was like a thunderclap on the ground, reaching the ears of everyone on the other side.

"Tsk, Dongfang Daomen is just like this, the two armies are fighting, what kind of ability is it to arrange a formation on the sea area? If you have the confidence to defeat us, you can withdraw the formation, our two armies have a big battle, life and death have their own destiny, but now they are as timid as a mouse, thinking that this broken formation can stop the army of our magic legion? ”

From a ship opposite, a slightly old voice slowly came, with strong disdain and sarcasm in his tone.

"The two armies are fighting, each with its own ability, our Daomen culture is broad and profound, this formation is one of our tactics, if you don't have the ability to break the big formation, get out of it as soon as possible. ”

Rao is Ziyang Zhenren's kung fu is very good, he will not get angry easily, and he can't help but burst out with a foul word right now.

"Humph!"

At this time, the Western Magic Legion no longer seemed to waste its tongues, and two hundred warships with dark yellow bodies and a strange luster came in a mighty and unusually fast manner.

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