Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1203 The army crushes the realm!

In the land of returning to ruins, a million years ago, there was no land, but an endless ocean.

Later, due to the gradual change of the terrain and the retreat of the sea, the land evolved into today's land of returning to ruins.

It is said that gods were once buried here!

It's just that no one knows whether it's true or not, it's just a rumor.

Even the forces with the longest inheritance dare not say whether there are gods or not here.

Jiang Mo was flipping through a volume of ancient books, which contained legends about the Land of Return.

This is the person from Zhentian Pavilion, who came from the Zangshu Pavilion at Tianwu Bank.

Recently, Jiang Mo stepped into the realm of false emperors. Apart from stabilizing his own strength, he spent the rest of his time reading this ancient book, which was very interesting.

From the black butterfly in the water prison, it has traveled countless thousands of miles, and the news that Fan Xue is imprisoned here is going to be sent back to the underground palace.

However, the journey was far away, but there were a few black butterflies that fell on the journey.

And within the area governed by the Miluo Heavenly Palace, a space channel was opened, and Hun Yuan, Tu Sandao and others all returned.

This person, Hun Yuan, has an incomparable domineering aura all over his body.

Even Tu Sandao was a little afraid of him, and didn't dare to get too close to him.

Hunyuan, but the No.1 under the so-called empress!

"Master Hun, what shall we do next?"

"Whether you want to dispatch troops, send troops to the Tiange now. Or save up for a while, and go there after you are fully prepared."

Tu Sandao asked.

Now, in the land of returning to ruins, everyone in Miluo Tiangong must obey Hunyuan's orders.

"Wait for a while longer? Hehe, I'm not like you, Tu Sandao, who always timidly does everything."

"What is the result, you have also seen that the old guy surnamed Peng almost died tragically." Hun Yuan snorted coldly and said, his words were very direct, and he did not save any face for Tu Sandao, making Tu Sandao His complexion was very ugly.

"Then, what does Lord Hun mean?"

Tu Sandao suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

"Let's lead someone to kill him directly. In this broken place, there can't be a strong person at the level of Emperor Wu. No one is my opponent!"

Hun Yuan waved his hand and said disdainfully.

"As ordered!"

Tu Sandao nodded, and then he returned to Miluo Tiangong's residence and began to mobilize troops.

As Hun Yuan said, no matter how long the preparation time is, it may not be of any use.

In matters like war, sometimes, preparation alone is not enough.

Fortune is also very important.

Tu Sandao's efficiency was very high. In less than half an hour, all the strong men stationed in Miluo Tiangong were mobilized by him.

Except for some monks who stayed in the headquarters, all the monks above the realm of martial saints were mobilized.

Prepare to send troops to town Tiange!
"This is Lord Hunyuan transferred from the Northwest Nether Battlefield. From now on, all our actions must be under the command of Lord Hunyuan."

Tu Sandao said.

"I've seen Master Hunyuan!"

Everyone knelt down on one knee, Hunyuan's aura was not restrained, and when it was released, those strong men could feel that Hunyuan's strength was far stronger than Tu Sandao.

Moreover, among these strong men, many of them had heard of Hun Yuan's name.

Hunyuan is in the Miluo Heavenly Palace, and he is known as a combat madman, but many people know it.

"Everyone, the task entrusted to us by His Majesty the Empress will be completed today. Are you confident?"

Standing in the void, Hun Yuan looked down at the thousands of real elite experts and asked.

"Have!"

The neat and loud voices swept out, like rolling thunder, shaking the sky.

"Okay, let's go now!"

With a wave of the long whip in Hun Yuan's hand, thousands of elite experts turned into a torrent and swept towards the place where Zhentian Pavilion was located.

All of a sudden, thunder billowed, and a gust of wind and rain engulfed the entire Zhentian Pavilion.

There are now two dominant powers in the Northern Territory.

One is Miluo Tiangong, its power is beyond doubt.

Back then, when Miluo Tiangong issued an order, those forces who dared not obey the order were all washed in blood.

However, the name of Zhentian Pavilion also made many people feel like thunder.

The reason why Zhentian Pavilion has such a reputation is because of one tough battle after another.

Looking at the entire Northern Territory, who would dare to underestimate Zhentian Pavilion?
Moreover, there are rumors that Zhentian Pavilion has very powerful monks sitting in it, and no one dares to invade.

However, just today, a vast aura swept towards the sky above Zhentian Pavilion.

Many casual cultivators raised their heads and looked at the black cultivators in the sky, all dumbstruck and terrified.

"With such a lineup, I'm afraid it will be able to flatten the entire Northern Territory?"

Even though everyone was flying at a height of [-] meters, the terrifying aura released by Soul Abyss made countless casual practitioners tremble.

"Report to Pavilion Master, there seems to be a huge army raiding from the northern sky."

A monk came to report.

In fact, even if he didn't report it, Jiang Mo would have sensed it.

Such a thick and vast aura has no intention of concealing it at all, it is all coming towards Zhentian Pavilion, how could he not perceive it.

"Is this going to break out?" Jiang Mo murmured.

At this moment, Ling'er, Xue Ying, and Cang Xuechen also came here, looking at the terrifying army formation that was as dark as dark clouds in the sky, feeling a little bored in their hearts.

too frightening.

"There should be a tough battle to fight today."

The big yellow cat walked up to Jiang Mo and said.

The fire baby flew out of Zichen's space, its body was burning with black flames, and the terrible high temperature raged endlessly.

A terrifying sword energy erupted from Jianxiong's body, and it was an instinctive reaction of a sword repairer in a crisis.

Jiang Mo felt that the breath of the ancient sage of Guixu in the depths of Zhentian Pavilion seemed to have finally fluctuated.

"Could it be that the enemy this time is so powerful? Even that ancient sage was alarmed?"

Jiang Mo couldn't help but said in surprise.

In fact, the ancient sage of Guixu was summoned by Jiang Mo.

But Jiang Mo didn't want him to make a move until it was absolutely necessary.

"Jiang Mo, catch him without a fight, or else the Zhentian Pavilion will be bloodbathed today!"

Tu Sandao took a step forward and said coldly.

In his opinion, now that the army of Miluo Tiangong is overwhelming, not to mention Zhentian Pavilion, I am afraid that the combination of several gold-level forces may not be the opponent of Miluo Tiangong, right?

"People from Miluo Tiangong?"

Jiang Mo raised his head and said lightly.

In fact, he had expected this day long ago.

But fortunately, he made some preparations so that he would not be at a loss.

"Since you know, then you can arrest him without a fight, lest the Tian Pavilion be suppressed and blood flow into rivers."

Tu Sandao stepped forward, his vigorous momentum bursting out without reservation.

"Where did you get the confidence to speak nonsense here?"

Jiang Mo opened his mouth, and the big yellow cat floated into the air, and its size suddenly swelled, reaching a gigantic size of thousands of feet.

At the same time, its fur also turned into a bright golden color, like a majestic god of wild beasts!
Roar!
The big yellow cat roared, causing most of the people in the opposite Miluo Tiangong to tremble and panic.

There is such a fierce desolate beast guarding Zhentian Pavilion, no wonder it is so powerful!
"What a domineering yellow cat, how about being Lao Tzu's mount?"

Hun Yuan smiled coldly, stepped out the sole of his foot, and the space between heaven and earth suddenly split open...

(End of this chapter)