From the beginning of its creation, the flames of war have been burning, and they are getting stronger and stronger.

Drag this mountain step by step into the whirlpool of war.

And the Netherworld tribe has also been under such a series of battles, from the Great Witch to the Witch Soldier, and their strength has been greatly improved.

War can increase the strength of the Wicans, and so can killing.

Coupled with the large amount of resources plundered through war, the strength of the Netherworld tribe not only did not decline, but showed a very obvious increase.

The witch people who returned from the war were also arranged to the Netherworld City to continue to expand the area of the city.

There are 100,000 witch soldiers stationed here, and there is the supreme Nether King of the tribe, and if you want to rebel or resist, it is better to commit suicide on the spot.

Under the impetus of Li Changan, the huge war machine of the Netherworld Tribe continued to expand outward through the tactics of fighting to nourish war.

A large number of war corpses were sent back to the Netherworld.

Li Changan's cultivation has always soared forward at a speed of thousands of miles a day.

His vitality has reached the point of influencing reality.

The sound of his blood flowing like a tide echoed in the palace, and the terrifying aura of majesty like a giant murderer was also increasing day by day, entrenched around the palace.

All the witches of the Netherworld Tribe looked in the direction of the palace, their eyes full of awe.

Today's Netherworld Tribe, compared to the original tribe, although wars are more frequent, but it has given the tribal witches a completely different upward vitality.

They were not worried that their tribe would be defeated, because they had seen the power of the Nether King, and they were confident that the Nether tribe would eventually be promoted to a clan.

Moreover, although the Nether King said that he was brutal and murderous, he did not kill the tribal witches indiscriminately, and his killings only appeared in wars, and he never killed the witches under his jurisdiction.

That's enough.

For the Wicans, war is everywhere, and it is nonsense to expect the leader to be kind and amiable to him.

The power of the Wu clan is supreme, and if you don't care about it, you will be thought by other Wu people, and this leader is easy to mess with.

When the time comes, there will be chaos.

As long as the tribe gives them a way to live, they can be promoted to the clan, and even the war resources are brought back in large quantities and rewarded to the witch people who have contributed to the war.

What's not to be satisfied with?

I don't know how many witch soldiers stationed in Netherworld want to go to the front line to participate in the war, but they have to stay because there is no shortage of soldiers on the front line for the time being.

War is not only a pressure, but also gives the tribe the vitality to advance wildly.

……

On this day, a five-rank witch general, holding a bloody battle flag, rushed towards the palace.

Everywhere they passed, all the tribal witches got out of the way.

"This is a major event on the front line, otherwise it would not be possible to be in such a hurry."

"You're not going to run into any more big tribes, are you?"

"Even if it's a big tribe, it shouldn't be, the three-way army has at least 100,000 witch soldiers, and all of them are led by great witches."

"Even if you can't fight it for the time being, you won't encounter a crisis."

"I guess there's something else."

The witches talked a lot, and then continued to do their work.

Build the Netherworld City as soon as possible, so that they can join the army and gain military exploits.

In the royal palace,

Li Changan opened his eyes and looked at the messenger who was kneeling on the ground.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The messengers had been running for days, and now they were on their knees, barely breathless.

He hurriedly said,

"Your Majesty, the army of Zhengdong was besieged by two large tribes, and the Great Witch of Yanshan struggled to support it, leading the army to occupy the cliff and hold on, and I implore the king to send a large army to support."

"The army sent hundreds of spies back to report the news, and only the small one broke out of the siege."

The momentum on Li Changan's body instantly condensed.

The messenger who was kneeling on the ground suddenly held his breath, as if he was facing a demon god, like an abyss.

"You go down and repair well, and then return to the front army after recovery."

Li Changan said.

The messenger cautiously rose to his feet, and then quickly left the palace.

The sense of oppression in the palace is too strong, and if you stay for a long time, you are afraid that you will not be able to withstand such a heavy pressure, and your heart will burst and die.

But when will the king send a great army?

The situation of the army in the east is critical, and if it is slow, it is likely to face the situation of total annihilation.

Thinking so, the messenger suddenly felt movement behind him, and then turned his head to look.

I saw a figure standing abruptly in the void, wrapped in firelight.

The next moment, it turned into a meteorite and flew quickly towards the east.

"The king actually went out himself!?" The messenger's eyes widened.

Even though he has seen the king fly in the sky several times, every time he is fascinated.

The Wu clan is strong in battle, but only they can't fly, which makes all the Wu clan feel helpless.

Even those witch kings can only jump into the air with brute force.

Only a very small number of witches can fly in the sky with the help of the power of the secret pattern.

But he had never seen such a terrifying flight speed as Wang Shang.

Li Changan flew rapidly at high altitude, without concealing his breath, and traversed the sky with raging fire.

The sonic boom after breaking through the sound barrier echoed through the heavens and the earth.

All the fierce beasts that sensed the movement couldn't help but shrink their necks, for fear of being targeted by the terrifying existence in the sky.

In just half an hour, Li Changan came to the battlefield of the Eastern Army.

The current battlefield situation has reached the point where it is about to be broken through the defense line.

The army of the expedition to the east occupied the only mountain road up the mountain, and held on to it.

The mountain road was destroyed.

Just by looking at it, dozens of witch soldiers were knocked off the cliff.

If you fall from such a height, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

The situation is critical.

The 100,000 army to conquer the east is now less than 50,000 now, and the morale of the remaining witch soldiers is also extremely low.

Under the siege of the two great witches, Yanshan struggled to support them, preventing them from rushing across the mountain road and breaking into the battle array.

The movement of Li Chang'an's arrival attracted the attention of all the witch soldiers.

Such an undisguised terrifying fireball descended on the sky and suddenly stopped, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

Yan Shan knocked away a big witch, and an expression of surprise instantly appeared on his face.

He roared at the army behind him, "The king has personally come to save us, all the soldiers obey my orders, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

……

Li Changan stood high in the air, and a large piece of flame runes flew out of his palm, turning into a red moon blade, and "fluttering" down.

The rear of the two large tribes besieging the eastern army was suddenly in flames.

However, the fire runes did not stop, but more and more runes flew out, filling the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

After just ten breaths,

A sea of fire was pressed down by Li Changan with one hand.

The besieging army within a radius of twenty miles was emptied in an instant, as if a natural disaster had struck.

The battlefield shook instantly.

"Surrender or die!"

Li Changan's deep voice echoed between heaven and earth.