The words below did not reach his ears, and the flower snake listened with relish, her eyes laughing like crescent moons, completely inconsistent with the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the snake, her body cut through the crowd, and flew towards the city gate in the distance, getting closer and closer.

A figure appeared in front of him, it was the fourth general before, the only female general, Fang Xiannuan, a black armor wrapped her tightly, her concave and convex figure was undoubtedly revealed, a sword hung from her waist, and a heroic aura emanated from it, and behind her, 30,000 troops were lined up above the city wall, staring at the black figure in the distance.

This is their king, very young like them, guessing in his heart why the other party came, but the body is straight, the sword at the waist is close to the waist, as a soldier, they are still extremely conscientious, it is related to their lives, so they have to deal with it carefully, the night is coming, and the remnants of the spirit will also come to the city.

His figure descended from the head of the flower snake and landed gently on the black passage of the wall, and as tens of thousands of eyes watched him, he watched them as well, and they would be the blades in his hands, sweeping away all obstacles in front of them, and the moment it stopped, it was eternal silence.

"Battle"

A low voice burst out of his mouth, and as the evil qi on his body surged, a stream of iron and blood infected.

"Battle"

The soldiers below suddenly fell silent in their hearts, their bodies were straight, and the same low voice popped out of their mouths, extremely neat, making them all a little curious, why they made this syllable, and looked ahead, thinking that it was driven by the person in front of them.

The dark eyes stared at the soldiers in black armor in front of them, their brows stretched slightly, they did not let themselves down, but they were a soldier, a soldier, only fighting, under the great courage, sweeping everything, invincible, if you lose the heart of war, even if you have the best blade, you will be defeated, war, is the beginning of the soldier.

Behind him, Fang Xia Nuan's eyes flashed, she knew the meaning of the other party, thinking that it was to consider these 30,000 soldiers, the method was simple, but to do it, at least she couldn't do it, it was not only that she lacked the true demon heart, but also that the rich surging evil qi was also indispensable.

"Tonight, I will lead you to slay all your enemies. ”

The calm voice sounded in everyone's ears, it was too arrogant, and the tone was boundless, but the people in front of them had this qualification, at least they had a sense of pride in their hearts, soldiers, only in the hands of real generals can exert the greatest power, let the sky lose color, let the heart of war burn everything, soldiers as horse leather shrouds, do not die and do not return.

"War, War"

In the calm, the surging battle intent suddenly sounded, this is the real soldier, growing up in the ordeal, holding on in life and death, just waiting for the leader to lead them, sweep away all the enemies, sweep away those remnants, and calm the anger in the chest for many years.

Kang Ziqing's body flashed the origin armor, the dark color was just like his heart, the most unpredictable, deep, dark, a black horn flashed on his forehead, pinned to his waist, standing on the highest peak of the city wall, looking into the distance, the darkness slowly wrapped him, and the 30,000 soldiers below stood quietly, only a slight wind around them, blowing their faces.

They still came, one by one, as before, faint shadows were easily hidden in the night, floating in the air, descending on the city, and blue light suddenly rose, blocking them out, and the blood was infected below.

"Order, General Fang led 10,000 soldiers to guard the city gate. Ahead, 20,000 soldiers came out to kill the enemy with me. ”

Deputy General Yue (the same female general, Yue Ningzhu, whose appearance is lower than Fang Xia Nuan, in the early stage of refining the void,) led 20,000 soldiers to stand behind him, and the mysterious silk threads were intertwined between the soldiers, connecting their qi together, almost becoming a whole.

"Battle"

Twenty thousand soldiers stood behind him, and one by one the fantasy marks appeared on them, looming, and under the input of the source force, they slowly surged towards Kang Ziqing. They all practice the same kind of exercise, and only in this way can they transmit more energy from everyone to the figure at the front.

Tiny black chains wrapped around Kang Ziqing's body, he didn't stop it in the slightest, the key to their cultivation passed into his brain, he didn't cultivate, but he must be clear about the direction of the source qi, the violent source qi flowed in his body, passing through the meridians, the source qi gathered more and more, if it weren't for his body being rebuilt in several destructions, the meridians were also strengthened in several times, and they would definitely be shattered.

His complexion was extremely calm, as if this body was not his, but the green tendons circulating on the palm of his right hand showed that he was suffering great pain, in the sea of knowledge, a red leaf floated on it, as if he heard his call, and flew out of the sea of knowledge, flying towards the body, at the dantian, it quickly became larger, and the veins came out of it, passing through the tendons and veins of the body, suppressing the source qi of the rage.

The veins on the back of his palm quickly disappeared, he exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, and clenched his hands tightly, he felt the power, which deeply made him addicted, and a touch of blood flashed in his dark eyes, if he borrowed the power of many soldiers, it was not impossible, as long as those hidden families were destroyed, he didn't care about his life at all, more for the result.

"Fight with me. ”

The sound of a long sound echoed all around, making the dark environment more bloody, and the slash appeared in his hand, a blood-colored pattern wound back and forth on it, and a blood-colored Jiaolong dragon's head condensed on it, suddenly opened the blood-colored giant mouth, and bit towards the remnant spirit below, and the huge body passed through the remnant spirit army.

The two front claws grabbed downward from time to time, and one by one the remnants were grabbed by the dragon's claws, turning into a paralyzed soft mud, the huge tail of the dragon swayed back and forth, and hundreds of remnants were swept by the dragon's tail and flew into the air, and then because they couldn't stand the huge impact, they split into pieces in the air, sprinkled with water, and became transparent on the ground, and disappeared directly after a gust of wind.

"Demon body. ”

His body swelled rapidly, and the soldiers behind him quickly delivered a massive amount of source qi towards his body, and his face couldn't help but turn pale, but his eyes were firmly fixed on a figure above, what was this, only to see a 'big mountain' blocking their vision, his body was hazy, and his dark eyes were like deep holes, revealing the breath of death.

A smile appeared at the corner of Kang Ziqing's mouth, although it was extremely illusory, and he would immediately turn into his original form, but he really liked this feeling, strength, a flash of red flashed in his eyes, and when his body shape changed immediately, he looked at a 'small' remnant spirit below, and his right hand went directly towards them.

The strong pressure squeezed out the air below, and a faint mark appeared under the palm, and then, quickly pressed down, and with a 'boom', a huge palm print appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the previous remnant army was long gone.