"Brother Dongfang, Datang has moved!"

In the south of Huatian Domain, in the center of the five southern counties, four dark figures sat down.

The person who opened the mouth had a big 'south' character printed on his chest!

"Brother Dongfang, what do you think we should do?"

Another person, with a big 'north' word printed on his chest!

"We don't have to do anything, just wait!"

The person who spoke out had a solemn expression and a calm tone.

There is a big 'East' character printed on his chest, and he should be the big brother of the East in the mouths of the other two.

"Oh, what does Big Brother Dongfang mean?"

Another person, with a big 'West' character printed on his chest.

It's just that unlike the other three, it seems to be born like this, and its tone is colder.

"Although the hall master has commanded, the king chooses the minister, and the minister also chooses the king!"

The big brother Dongfang's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly.

The voice is soft, but the language is heavy!

"Good!"

The other three are also well-versed.

One after another, they agreed with what Brother Dongfang said.

......

"Father, there is no danger ahead!"

In the mountains of Changjiang, a middle-aged strong man solemnly spoke out with a long knife.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a blood-colored aura gathering behind this middle-aged strong man!

Non-iron-blooded generals can't have such evil energy condensation!

This person is the son of Wang Qian, Wang Ben!

You must know that this is a ruthless person who destroys the country, and there is a bad aura condensed in the back of his head, which is too normal!

"The army continues to move!"

Wang Jian is wearing a red battle armor, and there is a fierce statue around him!

Between the steps, it looks like an ancient god, mighty!

With a slight wave of his palm, he brought a burst of void explosion!

Step, step, step!

100,000 Datang blood guards, everyone is holding a long knife, the blade is sharp, and the edge is exposed!

Dressed in heavy armor, the blood-colored armor dyed the earth red!

The pace is the same, the footsteps are heavy, and the sound is no less than the neighing of ten thousand iron horsemen!

"Stop!"

After marching again for more than an hour, Wang Jian waved his hand and drank in a deep voice.

Intuition told Wang Jian that something was wrong ahead!

"The dignified Demon Emperor, why dodge?"

Between the whistling, Wang Jian stepped into the sky, and his words were like thunder, shaking the four fields!

"He is worthy of being the commander of the Tang Legion!"

As he spoke, a bewitching man floated out of a void.

Looking at Wang Jian from afar, the man looked weird.

"You are not Ben Shuai's opponent, retreat quickly, you can save your life!"

Right now, Wang Jian just wants to lead the army through Changjiang Mountain, and he doesn't want to make any extraneous branches!

The momentum of the peak of the God Emperor instantly bloomed, and the ten-mile blood-colored realm shrouded down!

Within ten miles, in an instant, the grass and trees withered, and the mountains and rocks collapsed!

Burst!

With a muffled snort, the bewitching man looked awe-inspired!

originally thought that Wang Jian was not his opponent.

I never thought that this was just the blooming of the realm, and he was hit hard, don't think about it, the gap between the two sides is really too big!

In a flash of thought, the bewitching man stopped talking, and disappeared in a flash.

"Hmph, the army keeps moving!"

With a light snort, Wang Jian continued to order!

"Father, why don't you kill that Demon Emperor?"

Wang Jian had just returned to the front of the army, and Wang Ben asked puzzled.

"As a last resort, don't kill the demon clan in this Changjiang Mountain!"

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Jian commanded softly.

"Why?"

At this time, a young man, dressed in black battle armor, with a handsome face and a long sword hanging from his waist, came to Wang Jian and asked without fear.

"Xiao Li, have you ever felt that there has always been a vague aura hovering in this Changjiang Mountain?"

Wang Jian gently patted the young man's shoulder, and then poured a wave of divine power into the young man's dantian.

"Grandpa, this?"

That's right, this young man is Wang Li!

Grandson of Wang Jian!

I saw that Wang Li had a shocked look on his face at this moment, obviously sensing something terrible!

"It's good to know, this one from Changjiangshan is not simple!"

"If it is not necessary, we don't need to provoke!"

Wang Jian sighed and said no more!

"No!"

Wang Ben and Wang Liqi gave up their hands and said no more!

They could already draw a terrible conclusion from Wang Qian's tone!

That is, the existence in this Changjiang Mountain, even with Wang Qian's current strength, is unwilling to provoke!

Its horror can be seen!

......

"Xiaobai, don't provoke that Wang Jian again!"

Somewhere in the mountains of Changjiang, the former bewitching man is healing with his knees here.

"Ancestor, this Wang Jian is so powerful, are you sure?"

The bewitching man raised his head slightly, not knowing what he was looking at.

There was no one around, as if they were talking to themselves.

"That Wang Qian's strength is terrifying, and I'm not sure!"

In a trance, a voice came leisurely.

Hiss!

gasped, the bewitching man looked shocked!

What kind of existence did he have?

It was a terrifying existence that had surpassed the God Emperor hundreds of thousands of years ago!

However, even he, the ancestor, was not sure in the face of Wang Qian!

Wang Jian, horror!

Of course, the more terrifying thing is Datang!

It is said that Datang has three official legions!

In other words, there are at least two terrifying existences in Datang that are not inferior to Wang Qian!

"Xiaobai, listen, don't provoke Datang, the origin of this Datang is mysterious, and I still haven't been able to calculate a trace of Datang!"

"It seems that this Datang doesn't have a fate!"

"But it can't be!"

"In short, don't provoke Datang!"

The voice was solemn and muffled.

"Ancestor, Xiaobai knows!"

The bewitching man took a deep breath and said no more!

......

"Wang Shuai, ahead is Nanyong City, which is controlled by the demons!"

A few days later, Wang Qian's army of the Fierce Warriors successfully walked out of Changjiang Mountain.

At this moment, a person carrying a horse lance, wearing a yellow battle armor, stepped heavily in front of Wang Jian to report.

This person is Cheng Zhijie!

At present, the task of path-finding of the Legion has been given full authority to Cheng Zhijie!

Wang Jian looked into the distance and said in a deep voice: "What is the current situation in Nanyong City?"

"Wang Shuai, there are no more than 100,000 demon troops in Nanyong City now, and the strength of the demon army is ordinary, which is what the other side realm looks like!"

"There are only three powerhouses in the Divine Realm, two primordial gods and nine turns, and one true god ninefold!"

Cheng Zhijie handed over his hands and revealed the news he had probed one by one.

"The army is on the march, and the target is Nanyong City!"

As soon as Cheng Zhijie's words fell, Wang Jian raised the war knife in his hand and burst into cheers.

Step, step, step!

With Wang Qian's order, all the 100,000 Datang blood guards were suspended in the air, moving forward at a high speed!

......

"Not good, General, look at the sky!"

On the wall of Nanyong City, a demon soldier immediately exclaimed in surprise to the generals beside him.

"Where did this Terran army come from!"

Hiss!

The demon general of the Nine Turns of the First God gasped when he landed!

There was a storm in my heart!

His eyes were round and he was horrified!

Slightly perceiving, in this mid-air, there is no one whose strength is worse than him!

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