Chapter 532: The End of the War (the third is more recommended and asks for a monthly pass)

At the same time, more than a dozen worlds away from the Cloud Realm, Dragon Shadow was bored and half-open,

Theoretically, it is an unbridgeable distance. But if the dragon shadow wanted to, he could observe everything in the twenty parallel spaces around him.

At this time, the situation under the mountain was all in his eyes.

However, the confrontation between the two armies seemed to him to be a bit boring. The only thing that's interesting is his apprentice.

"--There are four thousand blood clouds riding on guard, and if you don't do it, you will slaughter the Heavenly Xuanling Sect. But they still have to hide and hide, waiting for the Ten Absolute Sky Array to unfold. Is he planning to exterminate all the people of the Donglin Sect in the Shangxiao Sect? I'm really not an ordinary sinister disciple!"

"Speaking of insidiousness, you, who are a teacher, are not bad. If it weren't for the dragon shadow and you covering it with Dafa, I was afraid that the sect would have guarded this arrangement, and the one in the Lingyun Sect would already know everything-"

A chuckle snapped behind the dragon shadow. A figure then stepped out of the void and paced. The body shape and voice appearance are none other than Ao Kun.

"You're really a saint!"

Long Ying turned his head, and then his eyes flashed slightly, and he exclaimed again: "But you still have the law of destruction, and this time you are a blessing in disguise." It seems that my apprentice has really benefited you a lot. ”

"Zong Shou is indeed my fateful nobleman!"

Ao Kun nodded, although he was very grateful in his heart, but he would not show it on his face: "If it weren't for him, even if I found Dan, I'm afraid that in this life, I can only be a slave to others." Now that you are reunited with Long Dan, you don't have to be held hostage by it anymore-"

"Hmph! I'm afraid of it. There is also Cangsheng Dao meddling, right? That Wei Xu is really as cunning as a fox. Xizi has been frank all his life, why did he accept such a treacherous apprentice? In short, you and I owe a lot of favors. Now that you are taking care of me, I can rest assured. Anyway, the lifespan of your dragon clan is very long!"

Long Ying snorted coldly, but he didn't seem to want to say much about this matter of the common people's way, and changed the topic and said, "It's just right that you came this time! Wait until they can't stand it anymore and go out and help me slaughter that rabbit cub from Shangxiao Sect!"

Ao Kun raised his eyebrows, and then smiled: "Brother Dragon Shadow, why is he so angry this time?"

"Why isn't it popular?"

The dragon shadow's face was even more gloomy as water, and his gaze was extremely cold, looking at the void in the distance. (Templar lvex.)

It can be sensed from afar that there are at least two people from the Lingyun Sect who can stand side by side with him.

"Do you know that kid from the Lingyun Sect, there are two people in the Saint Realm alone, and there are as many as ten people in the Divine Realm. Under the rest of the fairyland, I don't bother to estimate. This is expected, if Zong Shou is defeated, I will definitely go to the cloud realm to save people. This time the killing game is not only against Zong Shou, but also for my dragon shadow! Just like Xizi back then. Hey, since they want me dead, how can I not return the color to my dragon shadow?"

Ao Kun chuckled when he heard it: "I don't mean that I haven't seen it for thousands of years, and Ao Kun's water chestnut has also been smoothed." Dragon Shadow, your temper is still so hot!"

Then the voice paused, and there was a trace of condensed killing intent in his voice: "But the latter sentence is not bad." Since he waited and was determined to seek death, he could not. I'm Ao Kun, and I haven't killed anyone in a long time—"

Long Ying suddenly looked up and laughed, this was what he was waiting for.

"That kid from Lingyun Sect thinks he has no last resort. If I see you today, I don't know what kind of expression it will be? In the battle of Shangxiao Sect, Lingyun Sect is at least seventy percent of its strength, I don't know how this guy feels?"

When I thought of fighting with that person later, I was surprisingly beside me, and there was more than one Holy Realm who had mastered the method of destruction. The dragon shadow felt very happy, his eyes narrowed, and his smile became a slit. Then his heart moved slightly: "Hmm? It seems that he did it? What is that kid Zong Shou doing? What kind of Xuanhu cavalry and tens of thousands of ordinary cavalry can they do? It's boring, boring! I really regret accepting this apprentice, it's really unpleasant!"..., Ao Kun heard this, and his eyes also passed through the layers of space, looking far away.

Then it was Guan'er, and the 4,200 blood cloud iron horses were still parked in the black mist.

However, for ten miles around, whenever an enemy person died, a trace of blood and qi would be absorbed and gathered into the black mist.

It can be seen that the armor of these blood cloud riders is becoming more and more red and dazzling, as if there is blood flowing on it. Templar lvex.

Calculate the time, and it's almost to this ancient iron horse. When the clouds were shaken again-

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At this time, it was like thunder. Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, armed to the teeth, are fighting around a small hill.

Both sides are battle-hardened, and they are silent at the moment. I could hear the clashing of blades with each other, the clashing of ironclad soldiers, and the neighing of the riding beasts......

You don't need to roar to be emboldened, and you don't need to howl to vent. It's all tenacious, like machines that just kill.

One of them is the 70,000 iron horsemen of the Qiantian Mountain. Divided into several shares. constantly surround and impact under the mountain, scattering and defeating the oppressive phalanx one by one.

Under the trampling of horses' hooves, there are almost no survivors!

On one side is the Thousand Cities Alliance, a multi-million army gathered here. One phalanx, marching forward in formation, according to the search, like an impregnable iron wall, marching forward.

Even if he knew that he couldn't resist the impact of this iron horse, he still fought to the death. Even if it is scattered, it will not retreat in a panic. Instead, it methodically, from the gap between the phalanxes, retreated to the rear, and quickly regrouped the formation.

It's like a tidal wave, endless. Wave after wave, slapping towards that hill.

Every few breaths, millions of feathered arrows flew into the air. Falling down that side, it continued to impact the spiritual cultivation of the Kunqi Sect and the Seven Spirit Sect, and the spiritual light barrier that was propped up.

After each rain of arrows, the barrier was dimmed by a few minutes. But it was always just a moment, and it was back to the same again.

On the hill, beside Zong Shou at this time, Zhao Yanran frowned slightly: "It is estimated that it can only last for another hour-"

"I know!"

Zong Shou bowed slightly, and then looked at the other side: "I guess I can't wait over there." ”

Just a hundred feet behind him, a strong bloody aura was gradually overflowing. The blood and essence of those thousands of people also began to rush out of the black mist.

Even if it is a celestial weapon, it cannot be suppressed at this time.

caused Lei Dong and Jin to regret it, and they were also shocked and uncertain. Could it be inside this fog. What kind of demonic artifacts did Zongshou prepare? Absorbing the blood and qi of the war dead, it is really similar to a demon.

Zong Shou is so determined, looking at the people here, there is no sadness. What kind of thing is hidden in this fog?

I was faintly uneasy in my heart, and I really didn't want to keep it, so I embarked on the evil path.

At this time, on the high platform that Zong Shou was looking at, Yang Fan also had an extremely solemn face and stood up from his seat. Looking at the other side, I fell into contemplation.

My heart is becoming more and more uneasy, and I am more and more worried.

The most frightening thing is the black fog. Whenever someone dies in battle, the aura inside the black mist becomes even stronger.

He didn't feel anything before, but gradually, even he felt frightened,

"You sects are spiritual, can anyone see clearly, what is inside the black mist?"

At this time, there were only a few lords of the big city sitting around him, and they were the eighth-order elders of several sects. To be here is to oversee the battle.

But as soon as these words came out, these people frowned slightly, and they were slightly embarrassed.

"Can't do it? Hmph! It's all useless!"

Yang Fan didn't care what these elders of the major sects in the east thought. Take a few steps forward and come to the railing.

Not long ago, when the Seven Spirit Sect and the Kongqi Sect came one after another, they already felt a little uneasy. ..., and now this distraction is frightening, and for some reason, it is becoming more and more irrepressible.

Contemplating slightly, Yang Fan slammed his fists together: "Pass the order, order all the sect and Taoist soldiers to appear! The rest of the foot soldiers will all retreat! 470,000 cavalry troops, all of them will be smashed by me! I don't believe that I can't break this walnut——"

A seventy-year-old man next to him frowned slightly: "But according to the order of Elder Lingwei of my sect, it is best to use the generals of Zhucheng first to wear down his strength." And then with the power of thunder, break it in one fell swoop?"

"Kill it!"

Yang Fan turned his head suddenly, his eyes were red: "You haven't seen the situation in that fog?" I'm just afraid that my plan to wait is exactly what that sect guards! Speaking of the strategy of using troops, is it me Yang Fan who is stronger, or is he Lingwei stronger?

The septuagenarian's expression changed slightly, and a little anger appeared in his eyes. After a while, somehow, he calmed down again: "That's it!

Not long after this person's words fell, dozens of phalanxes in front of them, like a tide, began to retreat.

The more than 60,000 elite horsemen on the side of Qiantian Mountain did not pursue, and after breaking away, they returned to the hillside and re-lined up.

And just a moment later, groups of cavalry rushed out from all sides.

Hundreds of thousands of riders, dense tides are coming. The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the speed was not hurried or slow.

And the most eye-catching thing is the abrupt appearance of the cavalry army with different armor at the front of the large array.

Although there were only 1,200 people, the momentum overwhelmed hundreds of thousands of people here, and they rode slowly on horseback. As we approached the hillside, we gradually accelerated.

Although there are only 1,000 people, the momentum is like a landslide and a sea crack.

At this time, when Tianji saw it, there was also a chuckle: "I see, four hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Sword Master, you Lingyun Sect, you are really willing to pay the capital." Two hundred Shangqing Xuanlei. Two hundred Lingxuan Feng Shi, this battle, it seems that the demon king is lost. ”

The person who spoke was the one who called himself the Demon Gate before. And at this time, in the sky, I don't know how many people let out a regretful exclamation.

Even Lei Dong and Jin did not regret it, and frowned slightly. looked at each other, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

In this battle, it can only be an escape.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and untied all the robes on his body. It was a red armor, and he also held a blood-red halberd in his hand.

"Wait a minute, would you like to follow me to this Shangxiao Mountain today?"

(The third is more recommended to ask for a monthly pass).

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