Now that Dao Tian Venerable saw it, he realized that the troops in the Immortal Domain would never be able to grow to this point, not because they were not strong enough, but because their hearts were not aligned enough, and there was no one who could unite them, not themselves!

The only thing that can be expected is the True Demon Domain, the status of the Demon Dragon in the True Demon Domain is like the status of Yun Yijian in Yandao Star, but if the people of the True Demon Domain want to set up a force like the War Department, it is also impossible, after all, the True Demon Domain has long been scattered, and if they want to work together with the outside world, they must also be forcibly recruited!

"A good man should be like this! With such a team, there will be no regrets in death!" Dao Tian Venerable's face was also a little more ruddy, and he was conquered by Yun Yijian's aura.

Mu Cangtian and Zhan Chuqing's faces were a little ruddy, and they were shocked by the momentum of the current War Department and the Divine Guard, in their opinion, as long as their cultivation did not exceed that of a true god, anyone, including Yun Yijian, was just a rookie, but the feeling that the War Department gave them was obviously different.

Yun Yijian sighed gloomily, and the aura of sadness permeated the entire War Department and the Divine Guard, the War Department and the Divine Guard suffered losses for the first time, and the losses were so big that Yun Yijian could not accept them.

Countless war brothers spilled wine in the void, and spiritual wine fell thousands of miles in front of the Medicine King Valley, and the heavens and the earth were sad, and all the laws fluttered, swirling in front of everyone.

The 10,000 steel army led by the war maniac used the supreme divine soldiers to quickly create more than 10,000 pairs of green coffins, and came with green coffins on their backs, with solemn steps and crushing mountain rocks.

"Note the name, send it to the green coffin!" Yun Yijian said in a low voice.

Zhan Jinxing and other high-level officials personally sent the heroic souls who died in battle into the coffin, and he remembered all the names of the millions of people in the war department, even if the corpses of these thousands of people were broken, he could recognize the names.

The green coffin fell to the ground, and every four people carried a corpse into the green coffin gently, with a solemn expression, for fear of alarming the dead souls of the dead heroes.

The god nail is driven into the green coffin, and the secret method is blessed, which can ensure that the corpses of ten thousand people can live forever in the world and be eternal with heaven and earth.

"War madness, send them back to the Dao Star, those corpses that have not been captured...... Let's go back to Yandao Star and help them build a clothed mound!" Yun Yijian felt even more uncomfortable when he thought of those brothers who had no bones left, and waved his hand to signal the war madness to do it.

"Yes! Father!" The war maniac felt even more sad, he grew up with the war minister since he was a child, and everyone in the war department was like a father and a brother, and the training was like yesterday, and many people's smiles were vaguely remembered in their memories and lasted for a long time.

A green coffin is carried by four people, with a white scarf on the head, a white belt around the waist, fluttering in the wind, a funeral qin song resounded through the world, and the keel qin sent out a sky-shaking roar, such as the sound of heaven, such as the sorrow of the sky, such as the cry of the earth.

Mu Tian remnant leader, with the dragon bone piano to calm the soul, the heaven and earth all evils dare not invade the heroic spirit of the war department, and the underworld coin floats from the void to the eight wildernesses, like a heavenly soldier burying the god.

"Send it off!" Zhan Jinxing let out a low shout, and the rest of the war department knelt on one knee, beating his chest with a divine weapon in his hand, raising his eyes to look at the void, watching the coffin delivery team slowly disappear into the wilderness, and only got up gently after a long time.

Mu Tianyan stepped on the flood wilderness, the color of the heaven and the earth changed, the ten thousand laws retreated, wailed, and the way of heaven also appeared, looking at more than 10,000 pairs of green coffins exuding divine might, I couldn't help but sigh secretly, there is no immortal person, even if the war department is so strong, someone must be buried.

The strings trembled, and the sound of the piano swept into the wilderness, startling hundreds of millions of living beings, staring at tens of thousands of people dancing in white clothes, hunting, and inexplicable sadness gushing out of their hearts.

"It's ...... Mu Supreme personally played, how many people died in the war department would be like this!"

Countless people were shocked in their hearts, and there was no doubt about the strength of the war department, but looking at the team like a long dragon side by side, countless green coffins were overwhelming, and a sense of depression poured out from the bottom of my heart.

Everywhere he passed, all the spirits knelt down and prayed for blessings, not daring to blaspheme the souls of the heroic spirits, and the faces of everyone on the Yandao Star changed greatly, looking at the approach of the coffin delivery team, their whole bodies trembled, whether it was women and children or powerful cultivators, they all wept and wailed.

"Yandao Star Tribes listen to the order, north of the temple, open up a hero's tomb! No matter how prosperous the mortal dust is, no matter how powerful the cultivators are, worship every thousand years, whoever dares to blaspheme the heroic spirit, ten thousand deaths will not be guilty!" The war madness roared, roared for nine days, and the galaxy collapsed, like a broken canopy.

To the north of the temple, there are many barren mountains, and now they are bulldozed by a blow, the mountains are turned into powder, countless deep pits appear, the green coffin is put into the ground, Mu Tianzhuan waved his hand, and the coffin opened itself, revealing the true face of a picture.

"The family is seeing them off!" Mu Tian said in a mournful voice.

The ten thousand families who received the news of the war madness wept sadly and flocked to the hero's grave, and everyone looked at the peaceful men, fathers, children and grandchildren, old tears, women and children weeping.

"They died for the Yandao Star, for the mortal dust! Their names will go down in history, and I will be honored for mortal dust!" The war madman knelt down, and the wounds on his body had not yet had time to be repaired, constantly braving blood, miserable.

No one blames the high-level of the War Department and the Divine Guard, the war mania is so tragic that it can be seen that the high-level is really desperate, otherwise the losses of the War Department and the Divine Guard will be expanded!

The Divine Son is the same as everyone else, Yun Yijian did not treat anyone badly, but all the high-level soldiers took the lead, the most tragic! Even the god generals were buried, why should such a team be blamed?

"There are still three hundred and twelve undead souls of the war department who are gone! My father said that he was ashamed of everyone, and he had no face to see the Yandao tribes again, and the voice told me that if he failed to attack the sky, he would never return to the Yandao Star, until he died in battle, and the leaves returned to his roots!"

"My god will win! The war department will win!" Countless creatures roared, and the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers trembled.

"Son of God, tell the concubine man to follow the god of war to attack the sky, if he dies in battle, I will be loyal to him, keep filial piety for him for ten thousand years, and die with the same hole!"

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Countless female cultivators announced their vows to appease the heroic souls who had died in battle, but more people who did not die in the war and the Shenwei brothers were moved, if you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for!

Today's small war department has grown to a certain extent, the fighting spirit is soaring, the immature face is red, and I can't wait to kill the Nine Heavens with the battle on behalf of my father.

Looking at these descendants of the War Department, the War Maniac couldn't help but feel distressed for a while, and whispered comfortingly, "You cultivate hard, the War Department will never be destroyed, because of you! One day, you will also go to the battlefield, and this wound is a promise to your best!"

The war maniac tore through the divine armor, revealing a terrible remnant, which was shocking, and no one doubted that if the war maniac was not a battle body, he would have died long ago!

The Divine Son can all die! Anyone in the War Department can die! The War Department and the Divine Guard have died 10,000 people, not only did not defeat their morale, but on the contrary, it made the Yandao Star's fighting spirit even higher, and they were eager to kill themselves on the battlefield.

The green coffin is closed, the secret magic is blessed, the tombstone is erected, the clothed mound stretches for thousands of miles, and the boundless hero mound is officially built, which means that it is the final destination of the war department and the divine guard!

Nangong Qilan and the others stood in front of the temple, looking at the war maniac with injuries, distressed and helpless, stroking the already bulging belly, hoping that the freak in the stomach would come as soon as possible.