All the generals of the Song Empire were monks above the late Yellow Rank, and everyone was cultivating, and only a dozen or so patrolling soldiers were not involved in the cultivation.

"Look, the Empire has been attacked and sent a distress signal. A patrolling soldier deserted and looked up at the sky, and shouted when he saw the words 'save Song'.

The soldier's shouting woke up many people, and they all looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the word 'save Song' appeared in the sky, and the empire was really attacked by a powerful enemy.

"Stop cultivating, all assemble. One of the generals ordered loudly.

At the same time, they rushed to one of the largest and most luxurious tents, which housed the supreme commander of this army, their commander-in-chief. As soon as the general rushed to the camp, he was swept to the ground by an invisible wave.

The general got up from the ground and walked around anxiously outside the tent, the empire was now under attack by a powerful enemy, and it could be destroyed at any time, otherwise how could a rescue signal be sent. However, our commander-in-chief began to retreat and cultivate three months ago, attacking the bottleneck of the late peak of the emperor level, in order to overcome the heavenly tribulation and reach the half-immortal realm.

The general was extremely anxious, and he didn't dare to forcibly break through the invisible fluctuations, for fear of destroying the commander's cultivation, and he didn't dare to send troops to rescue without authorization. The general rubbed his hands together like ants on a hot pot and walked around the tent.

"Bump~" A muffled sound suddenly came from the commander's tent, and then the entire tent was torn into pieces and turned into nothing. A powerful wave surged in all directions, and the general who was waiting outside in a hurry flew to the ground.

Inside the blackened tent, a middle-aged man in a golden robe meditated on the ground, and the robe he was wearing was embroidered with a four-clawed green dragon.

The middle-aged man's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he said loudly: "The old man has finally broken through the bottleneck of the late emperor-level peak, and he can cross the Flying Ascension Tribulation and become a half-immortal-level depositor." ”

"Congratulations to the commander, congratulations to the commander, finally breaking through the bottleneck. All the soldiers immediately bowed down and bowed.

"All the soldiers gathered, moved back to the court, and killed those troops who dared to attack our Song Empire. The commander said loudly.

"Return to the Dynasty ~ Return to the Dynasty ~ Destroy the enemy ~ Destroy the enemy. All the soldiers shouted with their weapons in hand.

"Let's go~" the commander ordered.

As soon as the commander's order was issued, all the soldiers lined up and moved back to the dynasty in a specific order to defeat the powerful enemy and save the empire. However, one battalion stayed behind to clean the camp and pack up their things. Wherever the army passed along the way, those low-level demonic beasts panicked and fled everywhere.

"You say, how can there be so many troops in the palace of the Song Empire, at least more than 500,000. But how did these troops hide in the palace? Zhang Lang asked the people around him.??" Hui Shaozhu, it is said that in the royal family of the Song Empire, that is, the third uncle of the current emperor, is a master of formation. The formation he arranged was equivalent to an independent space, and each space could accommodate nearly 100,000 people. And this formation can't be seen anywhere, unless it's a high-level monk, or someone who understands the formation. Zhao Zilong said.??" Hey~ So this person is very powerful in formation, and this Dragon Emperor wants to gather him to see how powerful his formation is. Long Wei said.??" Bump~" A muffled sound sounded. As soon as Long Wei finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground by Zhang Lang's dragon palm. After a burst of scolding, he rushed into the battle group, and used the monks of the Yellow Order of the Song Empire as a gas barrel, and died under their claws one by one. Whoever gives the order to go down and arrest this person alive, Ben Shao must discuss the formation with him. Zhang Lang ordered. ???" Young master, that person has already become a half-immortal, and he has passed through the three ascension tribulations and ascended to the immortal realm. When he crossed the third ascension tribulation, he was forced by the guardians of the human law enforcement. Li Yun said as he looked around to see if the human law enforcement guardian was beside him, and if he was heard and didn't die, he would have to peel off his skin.

"Alas~ I lost a formation master, the hateful Dongfang Changming, and I didn't leave some talents for Ben Shao. Zhang Lang said.

After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he looked at the battlefield, not paying attention to anyone, everyone knew that it was boring, and he didn't speak, they all looked at the battlefield. The battle on the battlefield was extremely fierce, because all of them were monks, and magic weapons and spells were flying all over the sky. People are constantly falling, getting up and going into battle, or falling forever and dying. After fighting for nearly an hour, the army of the Tang Empire occupied a little above. Those monks above the saint king all flew into the air and looked at each other in twos, and they didn't move yet.

"Li Shiming, pass the order, Mingjin will withdraw his troops and modify his tactics. Zhang Lang said to Li Shiming.

"Young master, we are on top now, so we don't need to modify our tactics. Li Shiming said.

"Do as Ben Shao commands. Zhang Lang said strongly.

"Mingjin withdraws his troops~" Li Shiming gave an order.

"Woo~Woo~......" The horn sounded to collect the troops. When the soldiers of the Tang Empire heard this, they immediately gave up their opponents, turned around and ran back into the camp. Even the masters of the air retreated to the camp. (To be continued......)