"Forward!"

"All march!"

The cold command is like the most blazing flame stream in the ice and snow, making everyone burn. There were corpses all over the ground, Zuo Mo didn't look at it, he took the lead and rushed forward.

He had a hideous bronze mask on his face, which made him look even more terrifying, and his black cloak was like a black flame dancing wantonly, hunting in the wind.

The shouts of the generals below were one after another, they were soaked in sweat, the mist was rising, and they waved their strong and powerful arms, their eyes wide with rage, and their voices hoarsely encouraged their subordinates.

"Watch the formation!"

"Work hard, don't be left behind!"

"Keep up!"

......

Every member of the team gritted their teeth and desperately urged the crotch demon rider. Their eyes were fixed on the back of the one in the forefront, only endless fanaticism.

The whole team was like a torrent of steel, advancing in the sky at an astonishing speed.

The terrifying momentum made people have no doubt that any war department that dared to stop them would be crushed in an instant.

Forward! Forward! Forward!

No one can stop us!

In everyone's eyes, the flamboyant battle intent was blazing, and the wind was whistling in their ears, these brave and warlike demon masters, they firmly controlled the demon horse, and always maintained the standard assault battle formation!

In the distance on the horizon, a large war department came into view. With a size of more than 10,000 people, this war department is definitely a big war department.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and the king at the front of the team did not mean to slow down at all.

Suddenly, the king had a great sword in his hand!

Everyone's fighting spirit suddenly rose to the extreme, and they all knew what the king's action meant.

This is a signal to fight!

The king has accelerated!

Everyone desperately urged the magic rider to keep up with the king's speed. The whistling sound of the wind in their ears roared, their blood was boiling, their blood was boiling, and the divine power in their bodies was ready to move.

The other party didn't expect that Zuo Mo would still be determined to rush to kill despite the large number of them!

The momentum of this war department's crazy assault is really amazing!

Even with the restraint of the general, the team members below were still instinctively panicked, they had never seen such a crazy and unrelenting assault!

Zuo Mo suddenly raised the big sword in his hand, and the cold and murderous heavy drink spread throughout the battlefield.

"Kill!"

Everyone behind him raised their demon soldiers and roared loudly: "Kill!"

The big sword in Zuo Mo's hand seemed to be lit up in an instant, and under the dazzling golden light, Zuo Mo was like a god of war!

Zuo Mo swung down with a sword!

The dazzling golden light cluster disappeared into the opponent's battle formation and exploded!

The golden sea of light devoured a large area of the enemy, and countless golden molten iron the size of mung beans plowed fiercely through the opponent's war department, and the opponent's war department fell a large piece in an instant.

Zuo Mo had another big sword in his hand.

Lift it up again!

"Kill!"

He was the first to rush towards the opponent's battle array!

"Kill!"

Everyone roared angrily, followed him closely, and the frantically rushing torrent of steel crashed headlong into the opponent's battle formation without any tricks!

In an instant, countless severed limbs and remnants flew in all directions.

No one could block Zuo Mo's blow, and Zuo Mo was like a brute bull with infinite strength, rampage through the opponent's battle array. Every time he threw the ball of light in his hand, a large clearing would clear in front of him.

The Jin Liu sword can't withstand the divine power at all, almost as soon as it is taken out, it will turn into molten iron, Zuo Mo is not distressed, these molten iron contains incomparably terrifying power, there are many of them, and it is the best weapon.

Zuo Mo only felt that there were enemies in all directions, and he didn't care, he just threw the golden light ball with his hands at an alarming speed!

A puff of golden molten iron infused with divine power intertwined to form an impenetrable killing net.

The enemy kept falling like a wheat, but then pounced on him from all sides, and fell down like a wheat......

Zuo Mo was completely red-eyed, the frequency of his hands was even more amazing, and he kept rushing forward.

Rush!

Rush wildly!

The enemy couldn't organize an effective resistance at all, even if countless people rushed to Zuo Mo frantically without fear of death, they still couldn't stop Zuo Mo and them, and they couldn't even delay Zuo Mo for a moment!

Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly brightened, and there was a light.

Zuo Mo was stunned, and then suddenly realized that they had penetrated the enemy's battle array!

Win!

He took the war department with him, quickly completed the U-turn, and faced the back of the enemy's war department. The opponent's battle formation was chaotic, and they hadn't had time to turn around yet. In the battle array, a huge gap was clearly visible, and the corpses in the gap were piled up, which was the bloody path that Zuo Mo and the others had just rushed over.

Zuo Mo suddenly raised the big sword he had just changed in his hand.

"Kill!"

The people who followed him were blood-red, raised their demon soldiers, and roared in unison: "Kill!"

The big sword in Zuo Mo's hand quickly brightened, and the light swelled!

Blazing like never before!

The volume of the golden light cluster is twice as large as before!

Like a falling sun in the sky, the golden light fell in the chaotic battle formation of the enemy.

Rumble!

The dazzling light illuminates the heavens and the earth!

The aftermath of the terrifying power came, and even An Mo and the others felt a slight tingling.

When the light is gone, there is no living thing on the ground.

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"How's it going?" Ferré asked, wiping his face, already wet with sweat.

Liang Wei gasped desperately, trying to calm his breathing, his throat was like smoke and fire, and his brain was blank. After a while, he felt a little relieved, and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay!"

Beside him, several demon clan warriors, like fish on the verge of suffocation, desperately gasped. The body of the demon clan naturally cannot be compared with the demon race, their body is weak, and in such a long and fast-paced battle, this weakness is undoubtedly highlighted.

It's so fast!

This rhythm!

Liang Wei couldn't believe it, even if he ran thousands of miles back then, the rhythm and intensity of the battle were many times inferior compared to this time.

The King's Horn was only responsible for the flanks, and the task of fighting was much lighter, and more often than not, they only had to keep up with the speed of the home team. But even then, almost every one of them was exhausted.

The home team led by the king was even more terrifying, and the highest record was to destroy twelve war divisions in a row in one day!

This war department is like lightning, and no one can stop them! A war department of 1,000 people cannot even stop them for a moment, and often a single charge into formation, as if it is destroyed, the opponent's war department will be shattered and wiped out.

Later, the king didn't even bother to spend his time on the remaining enemies.

Rush!

Rush wildly!

Such a speed, in the history of warfare, has never been seen before.

Irrationality!

Totally unreasonable!

But such an unreasonable advance, but no war department can stop their pace. Liang Wei was shocked and unbelievable at the beginning, and gradually accepted it.

It's just that......

Liang Wei's gaze fell on the king involuntarily. The king sat on the back of the Bronze Bird King, as if he had never moved.

Isn't the king tired?

Is it really possible for human power to reach such a level?

Liang Wei lost his mind for a while.

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Zuo Mo jumped down from the back of the Bronze Bone Bird King, and for seven days and seven nights, he was like a bamboo, and no one could stop him. Everyone's morale was extremely high, but Zuo Mo also knew that they were also physically tired to the extreme.

Even An Mo's face showed a rare look of tiredness.

"Rest today, leave early tomorrow morning, and don't have to arrange a sentry. Zuo Mo gave the order.

No one questioned his orders, and everyone hurried to recover their powers.

The whole camp was very quiet.

The sunlight shuttled through the crowd, spilling green light from time to time, and the light melted into the body of the injured, and the scars quickly disappeared.

Zuo Mo didn't sit idle, his consumption was not large, and the recovery speed of a god-level powerhouse was unimaginable to ordinary people. He took out the materials from the ring one by one and began to concentrate on refining the god costume.

The fire of the sun god is in his hands, and it is tamed incomparably.

This was the first time he had refined a weapon since his divine power had recovered, and it felt different. In the past, although he had a god-level realm, he had no divine power in his body, and he was extremely limited.

It feels so good to be free of bondage!

Under his mind, the divine power transformed into intricate and delicate patterns, which rained down into the flames.

In a moment, a gray god costume was completed. The costume is not exquisite, on the contrary, the simple and rough lines, like bones put together at will, look very simple. However, each bone is covered with extremely fine patterns, which make it full of beauty.

After the first piece was completed, Zuo Mo's speed became faster and faster.

Later, he even refined several god costumes at the same time.

Obtaining high-level spiritual materials from the corpse, he didn't have the slightest room left, and invested them in these divine costumes regardless of the cost. In these days of fighting, he found that the level of his subordinates' god costumes was very bad. Soon, the god costume in front of him was piled up into a small mountain.

He did not rest and continued refining.

As the sun rises over the horizon, the first rays of sunlight break through the darkness.

An Mo and the others woke up one after another, and they were stunned by the mountain of god costumes in front of them!

The early morning sun shone on Zuo Mo's body, even if his face was covered with a mask, he could still feel his concentration and intentions. In the beating flames, a god costume took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The king did not rest, and spent the whole night refining divine costumes for them!

"The king......" An Mo bit his lip, his heart stirred inexplicably. He had only one thought, and even if the king asked him to die now, he would not hesitate.

"Let's put it on and get ready to go. Zuo Mo's tone was cold as usual.

If you say that everyone worshiped and followed the king just because of his terrifying strength, at this moment, everyone secretly swore in their hearts that they would always follow my king in this life!

Everyone took off their torn divine costumes and advanced for seven days and seven nights, and their divine costumes were covered with scars and tattered.

The new god costume was put on, and the entire war department took on a new look.

These demon masters couldn't put it down, rubbing the god clothes on their bodies, grinning and smirking.

The high morale and neat lineup all reveal strong self-confidence and resolute fighting spirit.

In just seven days, Zuo Moyong used a mythical victory to rebirth this war department. They are fanatical, tenacious, and fearless, confident in their ability to defeat any opponent, and unwavering in their faith that they will never give up, even in the face of adversity.

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