Before dawn, Meicheng sent troops, two Da Luo Jin Xian, more than 20 Jin Xian fighters, 100 Tianxian soldiers, and 19,672 fairyl soldiers.

These soldiers were covered in vegetarian clothes, with white silk tied on their foreheads, but their eyes were bloodshot.

The art of war is cloudy, and the mourning soldiers will win.

But Yang Jian, as the chief general, was a little worried that the last soldiers and horses in Meishan would not be spelled into by themselves.

The sound of the drums was slightly dull, and there was silence up and down Meishan, and there were a pair of eyes staring at the sky in the mountains and forests.

Most of the demons of Meishan didn't know what was going on, and looked up at the group of dark figures in the sky one by one; although Meikong Mei was the ancestor of Meishan, she didn't tell everything about the eight monsters of Meishan.

Wang Linzhi and the other Da Luo Jin Demons naturally knew about the changes in Meicheng, but they couldn't understand why these changes appeared, and they thought that the human race had caused internal strife, and they even drank to celebrate last night.

But when the day came, the three armies entered the battle together, and the resentment of the Meicheng generals was condensed in the wind, blowing all over Meishan and not being stable.

A big war is inevitable.

Venus is born in the east, and the morning light is coming, and the fairies of the heavenly palace dare not weave the morning glow, lest they miss the major events of life and death here.

There were clouds in the sky, and a figure stood in front of the clouds, and the slender figure did not move, but it was like a mountain, and the demons could not breathe.

Yang Jian, the three-pointed two-edged gun was grasped in his hand, the pale yellow robe was unwrinkled, the golden bow and silver bullet were pinned to his waist, and the Roaring Sky Dog stood beside his leg.

Behind him, there was a plain Meicheng general.

On the side, the twelve commanders erected a big drum, and Ao Ji held the drum handle and waited quietly.

Yang Jian suddenly spoke: "Drumming." ”

"Order!" Ao Ji shouted, flicking the mallet in his hand and slamming it on the drum.

Boom!

A shock wave swept around, and the nearly 200,000 soldiers and horses in the sky were all shocked!

Almost at the same time, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall set up a magic weapon clairvoyant mirror, and the dragon sons and dragon girls of the Dragon Palace gathered together, begging several elders to work together to make a huge water mirror technique.

The desolation, the Three Realms, the heavens, and the underground, all eyes were fixed here.

Yuquan Mountain, on the edge of the cliff in front of Jinxia Cave, Yuding Zhenren, who said that he wanted to retreat, stood here quietly, looking at the northwest direction.

In Xiniu Hezhou, on the golden mountain, a Taoist with a sad face opened his eyes and saw through the endless world, his eyes full of thought.

In the five continents of the flood wilderness, I don't know how many people are waiting for this big war, and now that the catastrophe of Nanzhou has started, the conflict between the human race and the demon race has suddenly broken out.

Chaos Sea, Mei Kongmei, who was guiding the two figures with human bodies and snake tails, suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart.

But the flood is still far away, although her injuries have healed, but she still can't rush back immediately, pinching her fingers to calculate, but she feels that the flood is chaotic and unspeakable, it should be a catastrophe, blinding the heavens.

Meishan.

Knock, knock......

The prince of the Dragon Palace beats the drum,

Behind Yang Jian, shouts resounded through the sky!

"Battle!"

"Condensation mana!"

"Focus!"

Above the sky, the 100,000 heavenly soldiers who had laid a net of heaven and earth roared at the same time: "Fight!"

Under the heavenly soldiers, the masters of the immortal path treated each other attentively, one by one magic weapons in their hands, and their magical powers lingered.

The shrimp and crabs of the Dragon Palace will deal with it with all their hearts, and the 20,000 soldiers of Meicheng will hold their breath and concentrate!

In the eastern sky, the golden crow probe, the vitality of heaven and earth has a trace of heat.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Yang Jian's raised left hand, and when Yang Jian's left hand fell, 100,000 heavenly soldiers waved down the long soldiers in their hands at the same time!

Click!

The electric snake danced wildly, and 100,000 thunderbolts appeared between heaven and earth, blasting towards Meishan! The entire Meishan turned into a thunder sea power grid in the blink of an eye, and a miserable howl sounded in the mountain!

This is the power of the Heavenly Court!

The generals behind Yang Jian were ready to move, but Yang Jian had previously agreed on three chapters of the law, and the order would come first, and no one should mess with military discipline.

"Yang Jian, you can't help but deceive people too much!"

There was a loud shout in the mountains, and I saw a reckless man in green armor rushing into the sky, holding a mountain opening knife, and scolding Yang Jian: "I am Wang Linzhi, the commander of Meishan! You dare to fight me to the death! If I am defeated, I will die here today, if you are defeated, I will pack up my soldiers and horses, and get out of ......."

Phew-

The dragon spirit's shouting was directly interrupted by a sharp arrow, Wang Linzhi raised his hand and cut off the attacking arrow with a knife, and looked at a young general among the soldiers and horses of the Heavenly Court.

Wang Linzhi scolded angrily: "Dignified Heavenly Court, can it only hurt people with secret arrows!"

"Hmph!" The young general was also vigorous, and he was about to rush down and fight Wang Linzhi at the moment.

Yang Jian's voice spread between heaven and earth, blocking the young general in place.

"This fang, when I come to kill. ”

"Yes!" The young general of the Heavenly Court with the quiver on his back looked at him with some fanaticism, and saluted Yang Jian from a distance, standing straight in place, not looking at the dragon spirit.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of earth-shaking drums on Meishan, and I saw that a big flag was erected in the mountain, and on the top of the mountain that had just been baptized by the thunder, there was a group of demons standing for a while!

The demons shouted to the sky, the gongs and drums were chaotic but claimed to be imposing, and the one who beat the drum was a white ape with the appearance of a human.

"The king will win!"

"The king will win!"

All the demons shouted in unison, Wang Linzhi's spirit was shocked, he raised his head and roared, and his voice filled the Nine Heavens!

On the top of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the Jade Emperor who was sitting on the high seat frowned and asked, "This demon is so arrogant, what magical power does it have?"

"Back to Your Majesty," Tai Bai Xing came out of the crowd, swept away the dust, and slowly came: "This is a 10,000-year-old dragon that has attained the Tao, and instead of turning into a dragon, it has become a demon cultivator, and it has been a king and hegemon in Meishan for tens of thousands of years." His skills are not weak, and he is also a horizontal body supernatural power, just like to be an opponent with Erlang Zhenjun. ”

"I see," the Jade Emperor stroked his palm and chuckled, "I can see that my nephew is showing his majesty today." ”

A small general in the corner raised his fist and shouted: "The true monarch will win!"

A group of old ministers turned their heads to look, and Tiancang, who had just been promoted due to the vacancy of the military generals in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, shrank his neck and gave up his hands for a while.

——Yang Jian broke into the Heavenly Palace before, and the Jade Emperor took this opportunity to arrange some old martial arts generals who were in the corpse position to retire everywhere, which gave Tianpeng the opportunity to advance.

Fortunately, the Jade Emperor's gaze has been looking at the picture in the treasure clairvoyant mirror, Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly shrank his head and stood there, lest he be excited again and collide with Tianwei.

On the top of Meishan, Wang Linzhi shouted: "Yang Jian!

"Explain the aftermath with you, are you in a hurry to die?"

Yang Jian replied unceremoniously, choking the dragon spirit very lightly, staring at Yang Jian with a red face, eager to swallow Yang Jian in one bite.

Yang Jian took a step forward, and the world suddenly became very quiet.

Three-pointed and two-edged oblique fingers, the roaring canine teeth are uneven!

Yang Jian flew forward slowly, as if he didn't take this dragon spirit in his eyes at all, and many Xianmen seniors frowned, always feeling that Yang Jian was a little arrogant, but don't suffer in the hands of this demon.

The defeat of one person is small, and it damages the prestige of the army and affects the defeat of the army, which is not good.

"You ancestor Mei is empty, but in the mountains?" Yang Jian asked softly.

Jiaolong Jing was stunned for a moment, but sneered: "Clean you up, you don't need my ancestor to take action personally! She has gone to the chaos to travel, if she is here, you soldiers and horses, I am afraid that it will be difficult to leave one today!"

"Really?"

Yang Jian responded casually, still strolling forward.

"You don't look down on the king here!" Jiaolong was angry, and he shouted, and the long knife in his hand suddenly rose to the sky, and there was an incomparably sharp knife on it.

The sword is full of swords, but it does not emit it, but it exudes a cold killing intent.

Yang Jian held the gun in one hand, pointed the tip of the gun at the dragon spirit, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing.

Jiaolong Jing was really stimulated by Yang Jian's contempt, and shouted: "Take your life!"

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a sharp glint in his eyes!

Poop!

A dull sound echoed far away between heaven and earth!

The hundred-zhang sword was menacing, but it was lightly pressed against the blade by the tip of a spear, and it couldn't move directly, and there was a faint tendency to collapse.

Yang Jian's figure did not move at all, and the distance between the sword and the sword was actually only the distance between a three-pointed and two-edged gun.

With his left hand held flat, he held the barrel of the gun, which was like his figure, like a mountain and a reef, and did not move.

The dragon spirit stared, and only felt incredible at the scene in front of him.

Yang Jian cultivates the physical body, and he also cultivates the physical body, why...... Why......

The Demon Clan, the estimation of Yang Jian's strength, is still before Yang Jian enters the Xuanyuan Tomb, although Yang Jian killed two Demon Clan Commanders in the Heavenly Kingdom a few days ago, but that was a surprise attack after all, not a frontal fight.

What happened after entering the Xuanyuan Tomb?

Yang Jian obtained the Xuangui Relic, and now there are nearly sixty Xuanzhu, and he was thrown into the Chaos Bell by Kong Xuan, but he used the phoenix blood to cast the divine weapon completely.

Only then did the demons not believe it at this time, the secret frightening of the generals of the heavenly court, and the dragon's jaw that was about to fall to the ground......

Yang Jian's face became cold, and the three-pointed two-edged gun shook slightly, and the knife exploded inch by inch!

Withdrawing, rushing forward, the three-pointed two-edged spear contains a sharp edge that is enough to cut through the mountains, and fiercely attacks and kills the dragon spirit!

"Ahh

The figure of the dragon spirit king Lin Zhi took two steps back after being shocked, his heart was filled with a thick unwillingness, his long hair stood up, and streams of blood gushed out from his body.

Burn blood! Raise your sword! Rush forward!

Wang Linzhi put aside all distractions at this time, just to win the battle with Yang Jian!

"Yang Jian, I will never let you step into Meishan half a step today!"

"Hmph. ”

Yang Jian just snorted coldly, did not sprinkle the shadow of the gun, did not be lucky, the three-pointed two-edged gun pulled out three spear flowers, and the plum blossom was blooming like a snowstorm......

Physically strong?

Then accompany you to fight for the strength of the flesh!

Yang Jian said coldly: "Meicheng affairs, blood needs to be leveled." ”

Before the words fell, the two figures had collided into one place!