As he spoke, everyone present quieted down, and he was alone at the other end.

Gradually, the silence of the audience was terrifying, and the voice of him alone, the cold air emanating from the floating army was so cold that it was about to freeze to death.

But that Mrs. Wen had no consciousness at all, and was still chattering until Xu Bai turned around and glanced at him.

That glance made him obediently shut up for an instant, and trembled like a cicada.

Because that glance made him feel unprecedented fear, that glance was too terrifying, cold without a trace of temperature, as if he was looking at a dead man's eyes.

He could assure him that if he had stopped talking just now, his head would have been on his neck by now.

The person who can follow Nangong Ruochen and be qualified as the commander of the Floating Army will not be a simple person.

The unusual coldness on Xu Bai's body was already cold enough, and now it was even colder and colder, with murderous intent, and it was no wonder if it was not scary.

The world is finally quiet, but the war continues.

Xu didn't say much, waved his hand to attack with the floating army, and won the middle gate in one fell swoop.

Wu Ma Lirong saw that provoking was no longer working, so he hurriedly thought of countermeasures, and looked at the floating army that was ready to attack at any time with some disbelief.

"Do you really want to attack regardless of the safety of the Holy Emperor? Are you not afraid of becoming sinners through the ages? ”

The Futeng Army listened to his words, they only obeyed Nangong Ruochen, and they didn't care about the rest.

"Offensive ——!!!"

Xu Bai waved his sword and began to attack.

The Floating Army is as fast and agile as ever, but Wu Ma Lirong is right, there is indeed a formation here, and they will suffer heavy losses if they break through like this.

Qinghe Palace took the middle gate as the boundary point, and was set up with a "first-level four-star spirit array", which can only be deployed by a high-level formation mage of at least three stars, so relatively speaking

It's going to be much, much more powerful.

However, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, the Floating Army will rush forward without hesitation after receiving the order, this is the Floating Army.

The Floating Army fought the rebels again, and the rebels inside were stronger in strength than those who had fought outside.

Their level strength has almost entered the Minor God Realm, and some have reached the Middle God Realm, but this only accounts for a small part.

However, the strength of the Floating Army is not weak, it is necessary to enter the realm of small gods, and they will be faster than others who can't.

Despite the blockage of the formation, the Floating Army still killed everything that could be killed with an unstoppable momentum.

Although there is still a formation to block it for a while, Wu Ma Lirong does not dare to bet, he has seen with his own eyes that no matter how big the confidence of the Futeng Army is to kill the enemy, it will be eroded, and he now dares to conclude that they will not have reinforcements.

Staying in Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, judging the situation Wu Ma Lirong still knows, they underestimated Nangong Ruochen's strength before, and also overestimated their reinforcements, and they will be defeated today.

"I want to see Nangong Ruochen!" Wu Ma Lirong shouted at Xu Bai.

Poof——!

With a sound, Wu Ma Lirong, who was standing in the middle gate, suddenly flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"The name of the prince is also what you can call directly!" The ink butler fell down and stood in front of the gate of the Qinghe Palace.

Subsequently, Nangong Ruochen and Zheng Qingyue came slowly.