The broken army pursued all the way, but when he reached the middle of the square outside the main hall, he was illuminated by the starlight above his head, and his mood suddenly stabilized.

When he regained his senses, he immediately stopped, looking up at the void fixedly.

Only then did I remember that the Seven Star Legion corresponds to the Celestial Star, and the exercises are also extremely special, and they can absorb the power of the Celestial Star, so I was suddenly anxious.

However, this is the first mountain, although it is surrounded by the earth's leylines, but it is the stars and the moon, which is very stable, and the dragon control technique does not work here at all.

What's more, even if I can hook the leylines, I can't set up a formation that can cover the stars.

I was about to remind Huang Jiu to be careful, when the Broken Army Star in the sky flickered, and the next second the starlight poured down, covering the Broken Army.

No matter how unique and powerful the ancestral dragon jade seal is, it is still a dead thing after all.

After thousands of years, the remaining power is limited.

After the Broken Army Star flashed three times, a roar was heard from the Broken Army's body, and the starlight burst out, illuminating the void overhead.

The Ancestral Dragon Phantom was scattered by the starlight, turned into a jade seal again, and fell from the sky.

Po Jun threw all his anger on the jade seal, and after the realm was restored, he smashed down with a punch at the ancestral dragon jade seal.

For a while, the earth roared, and the ground of the entire hall was collapsed by his punch, and countless buildings overturned. The ground in a radius of several hundred meters collapsed as a whole, forming a deep pit in the shape of a pot bottom.

However, under the punch of the broken army, the ancestral dragon jade seal was still intact.

Seeing that the ancestral dragon jade seal could not be destroyed, Po Jun raised his head, and the starlight and blood light on his body were entangled.

Half as bright as a god, half as fierce as a demon, step by step out of the deep pit, approaching us, frightened me and Huang Jiu to keep retreating.

But at this moment, in the dark night sky, the stars suddenly disappeared, and a black mist floated silently.

Immediately after, twenty-four coachmen rained down from the void and gathered around the broken army.

They don't show their faces, they don't speak, they stand like zombies.

Seeing the coachman coming, Huang Jiu and I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down behind the table.

However, before we could take a breath, the sound of a horn was heard in the distance.

This is the war cry of the Seven Star Legion.

Since the outbreak of the battle, hundreds of people have lost their bones, and the terrifying impact has spread throughout the 100,000 mountains.

But the Twenty-Four Mountains and the Seven Tribes have not moved, and I thought that the Seven Star Legion was also stabilized by the greedy wolf.

Unexpectedly, there is still a legion in the dispatch, but fortunately, listening to the direction from which the horn is coming from, it is not the legion of the broken army.

But as long as there is a mutiny in the Seven Star Legion, it will be like a flock with a leader, and the people in the twenty-four mountains and the seven tribes who are watching are likely to follow.

In a panic, I took out the "white" family token and ordered twenty-four coachmen to quickly take down the broken army.

At the order, the figures of the twenty-four coachmen flashed and changed positions.

At the same time as changing positions, twenty-four people converged towards the broken army at the same time, forming a formation of encirclement and suppression.

But the life-and-death struggle in the Heavenly Realm is far more terrifying than I imagined.

The moment the twenty-four coachmen pounced, the power on Pojun's body exploded.

Seeing the terrifying power, I realized what a bold decision it was to kill the broken army.

However, the force of the broken army was blocked when it touched the coachman, but it only began to spread out little by little in a few seconds, pushing the twenty-four coachmen back and forth.

Huang Jiu had already turned into a yellow skin, hanging upside down under the table, only daring to poke his head out, seeing this scene, he said incredibly: "Your wife's twenty-four coachmen, can't they suppress him?" ”

I crouched under the table, my hands clasped over the edge, ready to turn the table over and block it.

But at this moment, the brain seems to be down, and there is only one thought in his mind, no matter what today, he must win the broken army.

Otherwise, the 100,000 mountains will be rivers of blood, and they will be completely destroyed because of one of my decisions.

Seeing that the power of the broken army continued to spread, the coachman led by him took the initiative to speak for the first time: "Breaking the army, Miss has cultivated you since you were a child, and passed on your secret method of breaking the army star, but now you are doing such an act, are you worthy of Miss?" ”

The current broken army is a war maniac, with long hair dancing wildly, blood-red eyes, and in the face of the coachman's questioning, he roared angrily: "I have followed her for so long, what have I gotten?" ”

The coachman said: "In the mountains, under the mountain master, your strength is the strongest, your status is the highest, it can be said that you are under one person, above ten thousand, what else do you want to want?" ”

"Second in strength, second in status?" Pojun sneered hideously: "In the end, it's not that it can't be worth a hairy child." ”

The coachman persuaded: "Breaking the army, the appearance of Childe is a variable, but Childe has no intention of ruling 100,000 mountains, you have also tested this point yourself, why do you have to come to this point today!" ”

The power of the broken army is already on the verge of breaking out.

In the event of an eruption, twenty-four coachmen would likely have evaporated in an instant.

But the coachman's voice was still calm, and then he asked: "Breaking the army, if you know your mistake, there is still a glimmer of life." ”

"Wrong?" The anger of the broken army soared, and he roared in an almost hoarse voice: "My broken army has followed the mountain lord all his life, conquered foreign races, descended seven tribes, recovered the power of the twenty-four mountains, and guarded the hundred thousand mountains for the mountain lord for hundreds of years. ”

"What's wrong with me?"

The army was broken.

The coachman's tone had a little emotion, and he persuaded him: "You are the right hand of the young lady, if you lose you, 100,000 mountains are like a broken arm, general, one wrong step, one wrong step, and now there is a way back." ”

I listened to the coachman's words to persuade the army to be broken, and once again examined the importance of breaking the army.

Xiao Cui has just destroyed the Xu family of the ancient clan, which will inevitably cause panic in all parties, and maybe a Xuan World will be leveled, and a bigger alliance will appear.

And as long as the broken army lives, 100,000 mountains are equivalent to an extra arm.

Thinking of this, I said, "Break the army, if you surrender today, the death penalty will be avoided." ”

"Get out!" Pojun glared at me and roared, his strength soared again, and the door behind him was faintly open.

Going to break through?

My heart fluttered.

If he breaks through, it will be equivalent to catching up with Xiao Cui's footsteps.

In today's world, it is enough to be called second.

For a while, I regretted meddling in the matter of the 100,000 mountains.

If there was no interference from me, the broken army would be loyal to Xiaocui, and there would be no rebellion.

But after thinking about it, after Xiaocui's accident, I had no choice.

What's more, if such a person stays by Xiaocui's side, sooner or later it will be a bomb.

Because he rebelled today, not because he was dissatisfied, but because he had been backlogged for a long time.

My appearance and the mutation of the Valley of the Dead were just the last straw.

With this delay, the horn of the Seven Star Legion began to muffle, which was the signal for an attack.

I again gave the order to the coachman, no longer to take it, but to kill it.

The coachman at the head listened to my order, sighed, and in the next second, the twenty-four people who retreated suddenly stopped, and let the strength of the broken army swell, unable to make them move a single bit.