The kingdom of the White Elephant.

There was nothing to see on the big screen but blood.

Jiang Fan was very anxious, he didn't know what Xingtian's combat power was, but if he didn't ascend, he wouldn't have the power to surpass the ancient god level, and Satan must be the peak of the ancient god level.

With so many other evil gods, I'm afraid Xingtian will be in danger!

"Jiang Fan!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out over the communicator.

Jiang Fan connected and found that it was Professor Wang Wenjing's message.

"Professor Wang Wenjing." Jiang Fan stepped aside and responded.

"Jiang Fan, you return to China immediately, I have important information, Hua Lao will be to your location immediately, as soon as possible!"

"Good!" Jiang Fan immediately turned around and walked out.

"Respected General Jiang Fan!" Mo Sang caught up, thinking that Jiang Fan was not satisfied.

"It's fine!" Jiang Fan said, "Mr. Mo Sang, I, Kyushu Guohua, want to enter the border of your country, it is definitely not an invasion, please open the border!" ”

Mo Sang was shocked when he heard this.

Hua Lao?!

Isn't that the strongest combat power in the Kyushu Kingdom, and it has severely damaged the eighth-order seventh-stage demon Abaddon.

At this time, the White Elephant Divine Kingdom was not guarded by a ninth-order ancient god, so if Hua Lao took the opportunity to destroy it......

No, the people of Kyushu will not be without stupidity, this is a blatant act of breaking the Community Agreement!

Mo Sang noticed Jiang Fan's firm and slightly anxious gaze, took a deep breath, and chose to believe: "Okay, I'll immediately inform Asura and Lord Garuda." ”

"Thank you!" Jiang Fan glanced at Mo Sang, ran out of the command center, took off, and flew in the northwest direction.

That will be the location where Hua Lao arrived, and he could shorten the journey by setting off early.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of breaking wind in the sky, and a figure of the purple sun swirling behind him rushed towards him.

Not far away, Asura stood on the sacred bird Garuda, staring at this place.

"Jiang Fan, without further ado, leave immediately!" Hua Lao said in a deep voice.

"Good!" Jiang Fan nodded and asked, "How's the situation?" ”

"It's still fighting, and the satellite can't take pictures at all!" Hua Lao and Jiang Fan together, led by Hua Lao and assisted by Jiang Fan, galloped towards Kyushu.

Their speed reached the extreme, turning into two blurred purple shadows, and they flew away in an instant.

The Divine Bird Garuda said, "I'm afraid this speed has surpassed me. ”

Asura looked deeply at the direction in which the two of them disappeared and said, "That Jiang Fan will become a big disaster in the future." ”

"Great calamity...... If you don't oppose him, will it still be a great disaster? Garuda looked up at Asura.

......

Twenty minutes later, the two flew over the Himalayas, crossed the Tibetan Plateau, and reached Changyang Mountain.

"Changyang Mountain?" Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then understood something.

At the top of Changyang Mountain, Professor Wang Wenjing, who had been waiting here for a long time, came up and said, "Yes, Changyang Mountain! ”

Changyang Mountain, also known as Qiuchi Mountain, is said to be the birthplace of the Three Emperors.

And it was here that the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan cut off the head of Xingtian and sealed it in it.

"Do you know what the weapon used to cut off Xingtian's head and split Changyang Mountain is?" Professor Wang Wenjing asked with sparkling eyes.

"Yes...... Xuanyuan Sword?! Jiang Fan's pupils shrank.

"It's Xuanyuan Sword!" Professor Wang Wenjing said, "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell, and restore Xingtian's head, which will definitely increase Xingtian's strength!" At the moment when Xingtian flew to the west, I rushed here, and the emergency exploration had ended, and it was confirmed that there was a huge round object inside Changyang Mountain! ”

Jiang Fan took out the Xuanyuan Sword and asked, "How to do it?" ”

Professor Wang Wenjing shook his head: "I don't know! You need to figure it out for yourself, and the battle on Xingtian's side is not clear about the situation, but if there is no victory or defeat for such a long time, it will not be crushed, and Satan has absorbed the qi and blood of more than 100 million living beings, and his combat power is probably the strongest among the gods of all countries! ”

Jiang Fan couldn't help but clench the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

"The ...... of the God of War"

"As far as we know, Xingtian has severely injured at least one ninth-order evil god and killed at least two eighth-order demons, and we have observed that Xingtian has chains on his ankles, and if I guess correctly, he came out of the Hell Gate of Sun Moon Peak," Professor Wang Wenjing continued, "In this case, the chains represent bondage, and with no head, Xingtian's strength has been weakened by at least two layers!" ”

"The God of War went to the Demon Holy City alone, destroyed the foundation of the demons, and even forced Satan to use such a cruel evil art in advance to improve his combat power, he has made great contributions in Kyushu and the world, no one of us knew about Satan's evil art this time, if he prepares for another year or two, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Hua Lao said in a deep voice, looking at Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan, it's up to you now!" ”

"I understand!" Jiang Fan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened them again, and rose into the air.

He held the Xuanyuan Sword and looked down on Changyang Mountain.

White clouds and a slightly cold winter sun hangs high.

A flock of birds flew by, looking at Jiang Fan in surprise.

Behind all this quietness, how could he have thought that in ancient times, there were two ninth-order ancient gods with peak combat power who fought here.

One of them eventually ascended, leaving behind hundreds of millions of descendants; Another of them was imprisoned in hell for his unyieldingness, tempered for 10,000 years, and now he is here to protect Kyushu!

The things of antiquity are only left in those ancient scrolls, people's word of mouth, and when the myth comes, what will the future generations say?

Jiang Fan suddenly turned around and shouted: "Please inform the Senate to announce the matter of the God of War to the people of the whole country, and announce the current situation in real time!" ”

"What?" Hua Lao was startled, a little confused.

But Professor Wang Wenjing's eyes lit up, and he said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

Hua Lao thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "That's right! Inform the Senate! ”

Jiang Fan continued to look at Changyang Mountain, and raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand: "Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor ancestor, the descendants of the unscrupulous descendants Jiang Fan is here, I beg you to allow me to break the seal and help punish the Heavenly God of War!" ”

When he said this, his mind was the majestic back he had seen.

If he is really Xuanyuan, he really has a spirit with this sword, he has something to communicate with him, and he can hear his own call, right?

The Senate received the request of Hua Lao and Professor Wang Wenjing, discussed it for a while, and immediately agreed.

It is already difficult to hide this matter, and there is no need to hide it, all countries already know about it.

"National TV, broadcast the satellite footage, and broadcast the previously filmed footage synchronously, I will only give you three minutes!" For the first time, the Prime Minister gave the order in a stern tone.

"Yes!" The departments that received the order did not dare to slack off, quickly mobilized resources, and began broadcasting.

Soon, the same pop-up window appeared on the TV, computer, and mobile phone of every household and unit in Kyushu.

"Kyushu Country Emergency News: The God of War of Xingtian was born, and the Evil God of the West was fought bloodily!"

Some people thought it was a gimmick and didn't care, but immediately heard the screams of the people next to them.

"Oh my God, that's Xingtian!?"

The group of people who didn't believe it at first carefully looked at the words in the upper right corner of the broadcast screen.

"Kyushu National Television."

They swallowed and looked seriously.

Almost 400 million pairs of eyes, staring at the same goal.