Behind the main hall, there was silence on the empty ground, and everyone was looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao sitting on the chair, as well as the small fragments of the momentum of the mountain naval array in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"What are you going to do, Lord Xiaoyao?" came a whisper of discussion from the military formation, and although they were lined up, they had been standing for a whole morning. "Why are we standing here, that broken shield feels a little kind to me. ”

"What kind of inheritance is that...... Maybe some of us are about to get some peerless tantric exercise!" a warrior beside him shouted excitedly.

At this time, the commander passed by, and the heavy sword in his hand struck twice on the heads of the two soldiers who were chattering: "Shut up!

"It's okay, it's me who is distracted, all the soldiers disperse the array, as long as you don't cross me, you can rest at will. A voice came from Shangguan Xiaoyao's back, and finally liberated the soldiers who had been in formation for almost half a day. "Look at it with peace of mind, you don't need to meddle in the rest of the matter. ”

Shangguan Yaoyao's words fell, but a deep Hongmeng voice suddenly appeared, and the fragment that had been suspended in the air began to convey a terrifying aura.

The battle-hardened warriors, who had just dispersed in a neat formation to sit on the ground, formed a formation in twos and threes under this strong hostility, and stood separately on the black ground.

Under the illumination of the light, swords and shields like city walls silently confronted each other with the invisible momentum coming from the fragments.

"Lay down, lay down your arms, there is no enemy!" shouted the commander, who stood at the forefront, the most prestigious commander in the current formation, and was the first to withdraw his long knife from its sheath.

The soldiers' aura disappeared in an instant, and they returned to their casual and uninhibited posture again.

However, the aura that continued to overflow from the Temple of War still made them feel uncomfortable, and even though they were sitting on the ground with a comfortable face, their hands were still subconsciously placed on the hilt of the sword.

At this time, they saw several figures flying overhead, and saw Li Xiaosheng and other powerful gods slowly landing beside Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, are you sure you want to start now?" Li Xiaosheng asked softly, resting his palm on the back of Shangguan Xiaoyao's chair.

Shangguan Xiaoyao smiled, and his fingers tapped the armrest to make a crisp sound: "Let's start, I think these things should be unfolded quickly, at least so that these soldiers behind them can really have a place to live." ”

"Okay, let's get started. Li Xiaosheng gently pushed the wheelchair forward, and the other side followed the Sky Watcher and Feng Bamian.

The four of them surrounded the shards, silently staring at the floating glimmer of light that constantly emitted a terrifying aura.

"Feng Bamian, start!" Shangguan got up casually, and the chair under him turned into sawdust all over the ground in the sharp change of momentum on his body.

A buzzing sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the fragments of the Temple of War seemed to sense something, and the fierce momentum on the fragments began to rise sharply, and the sound of hunting was also heard in the originally windless sky.

"Suppress! It is necessary to keep the fragments of the Battle Hall in the air, only by controlling it can the entire hall be restored!" Shangguan Yaoyao's hair spread out in the air under the disturbance of the wind, and his two hands emitted bursts of red light.

The palm of the skygazer beside him also radiated light, and the palm of the hand was facing Shangguan Xiaoyao, and the lights were connected to each other in the humming sound, and the four beams of light firmly fixed the terrifying fragments there.

"Spring and Autumn Divine Sect Time Dao Secret Technique, Glory Attached!" Feng Bamian's hands suddenly raised, and his eyes flashed with Dao essence. "I've been able to capture the Hall of War, move backwards, let me pull the Hall of War out!"

Feng Bamian's hands disappeared, and his arms were so short out of thin air.

Under his guidance, everyone moved their legs behind them with their heavy steps, and their feet made a low humming sound on the ground.

And the steps of everyone retreating actually really dragged the huge floating shadow of the Temple of War out of the space.

"Come out, come out! The ruins of Tantra, look!" The soldiers all blew up, and after getting up from the ground, their eyes stared at the huge ball of light in front of them, the vast hall in the ball of light in the ruins.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was also stunned, he carefully recalled the scenery of the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect he had seen, and found that the behemoth in front of him did not look like the size of the Palace of War at all: "What's the situation? Feng Ba Mian, this is not the Temple of War!?"

"This is the Temple of War...... This is the intact Battle Palace!" Feng Ba squinted his eyes, the huge light ball bubble under his leadership was about to burst, and the true majesty of the Battle Hall was emerging in front of everyone.

Shangguan watched as the mirage-like palace was gradually becoming heavy, solid, and within reach, and finally fell to the ground.

The landing of the Battle Hall did not cause any wind or dust on its face, it seemed to be made of feathers, and it fell lightly on the black land.

"This is the Temple of War, and we've finally finished it. Feng Bamian wiped his forehead and looked at the magnificent palace that fell to the ground. "The Palace of War, where the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect's strong shield and spear are located, with such a palace, ordinary gods and spirits will have to weigh whether they can go back alive. ”

"The most important thing is that these warriors behind them can have a stable place to live. Shangguan Xiaoyao bypassed the shield statue that had been fully formed, and gently pushed open the heavy main hall door of the Hall of War with his palm. "Finally, we took the second step. ”

Shangguan Yao turned around and looked at the group of warriors and monks who had gathered: "But the demons are still there, and the first thing we need to do before we confront the Great Dao Master head-on is to expel those demons back to their demon realm first!"

"The closest to the Sealed City is Ten Thousand Heavens City, which should be in a state of readiness by now, so we'd better go there...... Hmm, Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao!" Feng Bamian was looking down to analyze his kung fu, when he heard a plop in front of him, and when he looked again, he found that Shangguan Xiaoyao had already fallen to the ground on the spot, unconscious.

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"Who are you in front?!" Shangguan opened his eyes casually, and found himself standing in an empty desert, and the shouts behind him that sounded a little annoyed made him stop. "Who are you, the god of autumn leaves?"

"The God of Autumn Leaves...... This guy isn't dead yet?" Shangguan Yaoyao's gaze also turned to the god of autumn leaves, looking at the scenery behind him. "This is not the Divine Realm, it looks like it is on the mainland?"

"The god of autumn leaves?hahahahaha, don't you put gold on your face, what is a god, just this dilapidated statue?" The warrior who straddled the scimitar at his waist couldn't stop pointing at the god of autumn leaves' dress.

In his language, the warrior who fought the apostate to the end was like a dead dog on the side of the road.

"It's a pity that I'm not that dead dog, I'm a loyal warrior, a warrior who fights for loyalty and freedom. The sword behind the god of autumn leaves slammed out of its sheath, and the white light scattered the sand and dust on the ground. "The Way of Spring and Autumn • The Secret Art of Autumn • The Rebirth of Dead Leaves. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao felt the vitality from the hot sand and dust, and the smell of wet earth that only appeared in the green forest.

"This is the true strength of the God of Autumn Leaves, why is it so weak compared to the past?" At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao could only feel the changes in his divine breath in his divine body, but he could no longer control his battle.

The yellow sand rapidly evolves in the air at a speed that no eye can grasp the process, and finally becomes black fertile soil and scatters it on the ground.

"I dare to call myself the god of Laoshizi for this little ability, and Lao Tzu will slaughter the god today!" The monk saw that it was just a few more handfuls of black soil on the ground, laughed and drew his scimitar and slashed straight at the god of autumn leaves. "What!?"

He had barely stepped on a few steps when the quicksand on the ground was rapidly transformed, and almost instantly the entire sand dune had turned into black soil.

The other caravan guards watching from afar also saw the strange shape of the sand dunes here, and they also drew their swords and rushed towards the god of autumn leaves.

"You should probably be fertilizer here. The eyes of the god of autumn leaves were hidden under the dark hood, and he looked leisurely at the dozen or so warriors gathered in front of him. "I didn't expect the people on this continent to be so violent, I hope the real fire can inspire the right person. ”

The god of autumn leaves turned and continued to walk forward, but there was a muffled sound of heavy objects sinking into the earth behind him.

"Tsk, why is this guy's heart so ruthless, what happened during my absence?" Shangguan Xiaoyao could see everything around him when he closed his eyes, so he could clearly see that the entire body of the monks behind him was buried in the ground under the invisible weight, and red blood slowly seeped out of the soil.

The fertile soil seemed to be a virus on the ground, and the area around it had become moist and fertile like an oasis in a few breaths, and it continued to spread outward.

Shrubs, grasses, and insects were growing on the ground, and if he hadn't been able to see the yellow sand before, he wouldn't have believed that this was a green, reflective prairie now.

Shangguan watched as the green spread into the distance at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming the entire desert in his vision into a grassland in a few breaths.

"That's it, the end of the journey. "The god of autumn leaves suddenly stopped on the high ground after walking thousands of miles and looked at the castle in the distance.

The familiar city wall, the blue bricks on it, and the wind blowing on the face conveyed an extremely familiar place to Shangguan Xiaoyao: "I am the capital of the Han Kingdom?!"