Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

"We're back again!"

The commander-in-chief and a group of generals stood on a hillside, looking at the majestic Fentian Ridge ahead, with a smile on his indifferent face.

After more than five hundred years, he finally came back.

As long as he captures Fentian Ridge, he will regain all the lost territories.

even.
Counterattack against God's religion again.

Thinking of this, the commander turned to look at Sun Wu and others, and asked: "General Sun, what are your thoughts on the upcoming siege?"

"I want to be a pioneer!"

Sun Wu raised his head and looked at Fentian Ridge, with a majestic fighting spirit flashing through his deep eyes.

Go first!

Break!

Behead!

capture the flag!

These are the four major military merits on the battlefield.

In addition to the above reasons, Sun Wu also wanted to take the opportunity to expand his influence in the Kingdom of Heaven, so that all creatures in the heaven would know about the Great Qin Yun Dynasty and have a strong impression of it.

"it is good!"

The Commander-in-Chief nodded with satisfaction, and that was exactly what he meant.

this battle.

It is bound to be very difficult.

For Tianquan Shangguo, this is the last battle to regain their lost territory. If they fail, they will definitely not be able to stop the second round of attacks in a short period of time, and they will suffer counterattacks from the cult.

For the cult, this is a battle of honor.

For hundreds of millions of years, the Divine Religion has always had the upper hand in the battle against the Heavenly Kingdom, giving the strong ones of the Divine Religion a sense of pride and honor.

But if Fentian Ridge is lost, it will greatly damage the morale of the powerful cultists.

More critical.

Without the Fentian Ridge, the Divine Religion would not be able to intimidate the heavens and could only defend passively.

There's nothing you can do about it. Anyone who lets the earth realm attack the heaven realm will be at a disadvantage by nature.

On Fentian Ridge, Man Yuan Shen's Attendant was perched high up. He looked down at the almost endless stretch of enemies outside the city, feeling their high fighting spirit and boundless murderous intent, and his expression was extremely solemn.

This is a long time.

The successive defeats over the years have greatly affected the morale of the strong men of the Divine Religion.

However, the Tianquan Shangguo side has swept away the previous decline, and its morale has reached an unprecedented state.

"Holy Attendant, the people from Qian Shen Temple are here!"

At this moment, the Great Pope Chailing Ling flew in from afar, landed next to Man Yuan Shen's attendant, and bowed with his hands in hand.

Man Yuan Divine Attendant turned around and saw fifty figures flying from a distance. Each of them had a terrifying aura lingering around them, and even those with the lowest cultivation level broke a shackle.

The leader, an old man, even broke the six shackles.

"Zong Hengshen, long time no see!"

Man Yuan Divine Attendant took the initiative to come forward to greet him, cupped his hands and smiled.

"Ha ha!"

The old man laughed loudly, like a bell, and said: "Man Yuan, I heard that you were beaten badly recently?"

Man Yuanshenshi's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

Expose people but not shorts.

Isn't this the Hengshen cultist's intention to embarrass him when he said these words in front of a large crowd?
"Feel sorry!"

Seeing the poor expression on the face of Man Yuan Divine Server, Divine Master Zong Heng immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly said: "I'm talking nonsense, I accidentally said what was in my heart!"

Man Yuanshen's forehead was covered with black lines, and his hands were clenched into fists at some point.

He suspected that this old guy had traveled thousands of miles to see his jokes.

Outrageous.

The Spirit-Chasing Pope on the side noticed that the atmosphere had become tense, and quickly came out to smooth things over. He said with a smile: "Two adults, the enemy is approaching the city. Let's talk about how to meet the enemy?"

"What's there to talk about?"

God Zong Heng said nonchalantly: "When the enemy attacks later, we will take action."

"The people of Great Qin Yun Dynasty will be left to you!"

Man Yuan Divine Attendant spoke.

"can!"

Divine Master Zong Heng said with a smile: "Just in time, I also want to know how powerful the Great Qin Yun Dynasty is, which can beat the Crusaders to the point of crying for their parents."

Man Yuan Divine Attendant said nothing, turned around and flew back to the tower in Fentian Ridge, and began to set up a tight defense.

"dong dong dong"

Not long after.War drums were beating outside the city.

Piercing clouds and cracking rocks.

Shattering the clouds in the sky.

"Great Qin Yun Dynasty Mozi, please fight!"

Amidst the dense sound of drums falling like raindrops, Mozi stepped forward and shouted loudly.

A biting murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Man Yuan Divine Attendant, and he wanted to slap him to death, but that was obviously impossible. After all, there were many top powerhouses in Tianquan Kingdom.

So he turned to look at the people at Qian Shen Temple and made a gesture of invitation.

"Hu Meng, go teach him a lesson!"

God Zong Heng ordered softly.

"Order!"

Hu Meng is a burly man, ten feet tall, with source of power lines all over his face, and his eyes are red, revealing a strong murderous aura and evil spirit, giving people an extremely sinister feeling.

In his hand, he holds a mysterious stick that can be large or small.

Maybe too many creatures were killed.

The stick body has long been dyed with blood, exuding a coquettish red light.

There are countless innocent souls attached to it, making wailing sounds.

boom!
After breaking out of Fentian Ridge.

Without saying a word, Hu Meng raised the black stick high and was about to bring it down.

Then there was a flash of blood, and the black stick began to rise sharply against the wind. In an instant, it was dozens of miles in size, comparable to a mountain.

The black stick was smashed down.

It is like the collapse of a supreme mountain.

Under the 'mountains', Mozi was like dust, becoming extremely small.

"Puppet world!"

Mozi's expression remained unchanged, he first took a step back with his right foot, and then punched out fiercely, knocking out countless puppets.

These puppets also hold the world in their hands and blast out countless fist seals.

Boom!

Under the watchful eyes of the powerful men on both sides.

The two attacks collided.

however……

at the moment of contact.

The pupils of all the powerful men present suddenly shrank, as if they had seen some incredible scene, and their expressions changed drastically.

I saw
The mysterious stick that had killed at least a trillion creatures was shattered by Mozi's punch.

Stick damage.

The power of Fist Gang's Qi remains undiminished.

Hu Meng's horrified gaze directly overwhelmed him.

Every inch of time and space disappears.

There were also various screams and screams.

This process lasted for about ten breaths. When the fist energy dissipated, the space and time that was hit had been completely emptied. As for Hu Meng, he disappeared without a trace.

died!

Only use one move.

Then he forcefully killed a warrior who broke three shackles.

On the Fentian Ridge, the face of God Zong Heng was a little ugly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Mozi's strength would be so powerful, countless times more terrifying than the rumors he had heard.

"Please invite the next victim!"

Mozi had his hands clasped behind his back, and his black hair was not moving in the wind, showing his majesty as a supreme master.

Man Yuan Divine Attendant still did not speak and looked at Divine Master Zong Heng quietly.

He has long been accustomed to the fighting prowess of the great powers of Great Qin.

otherwise
Why would he go to Qiuzhen Temple?

"Lin Yun, go!"

Divine Master Zong Heng took a deep breath, suppressed the overwhelming anger in his heart, and ordered in a cold voice.

Lin Yun!

Within the realm, it has the reputation of being invincible within its boundaries.

From the time he started practicing to the present, and in dozens of realms, he has never been defeated by a warrior from the same realm. (End of chapter)