The Prodigies War

In the sky, the blood is as thick as thick, and the sound of the holy meteorite resounds freely.

High above the sky, with Lintian's sleeved robe waving, in a hundred miles around the temporary camp, golden mountains made of huge golden bricks and stones exuded magnificent Taoist patterns.

Each of these bricks and stones is one foot long and two feet thick. They are as smooth and neat as glass. They are refined from empty crystal sands, filled with a unique golden glow.

On each brick and stone, Lintian had already carved the pattern of Tao pattern one by one. At this time, with the operation of the four Royal and eight unique array, the stacked Jinshan echoed with the array.

Immediately, all the corpses and blood lost in the array were gathered and covered on every golden mountain under the Royal use of the power of the array.

For a time, every golden mountain was piled with bones and soaked with red blood!

Boom!

Half an hour later, with Lintian controlling the power of the array, the golden mountains and countless huge golden bricks within a hundred miles produced a strange roar.

"Get up!"

Lintian said a word in his lips.

Suddenly, gold bricks and stones were stacked neatly.

All the strong people in the camp could not help but hold their breath and concentrate, showing the color of shock and obsession.

In their vision, the golden walls bathed in blood rose at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Bang bang!

When gold bricks and stones are piled up, the dull sound is like fried beans.

High above the sky, Lintian looked attentive and waved his hands and fingers from time to time to accurately and delicately control and use the whole array.

As early as the beginning of the formation, Lintian had determined every detail of the formation, such as the layout of each golden mountain, the road pattern carved by each brick, and how to form a perfect fit with the whole formation when building the city

All the problems were deduced by Lintian countless times in the past six months, and finally all the details of the city were determined.

In doing so, Lintian's intention was very simple. He wanted to build an unbreakable and immortal city for the ancient wasteland to protect the enemy from the wind and rain!

Even if there is another dispute between the nine regions in the future, it can make the City immortal!

For now, it's just to realize the moat city from the idea.

"Seventy top saints, 217000 troops in the region, together with the enemy's corpses and blood collected before, were all reduced to the city building materials in Lintian's hands..."

If the dance was in a trance, "if those enemies know this fact, they will be furious."

"I suspect that as early as half a year ago, Lintian had already considered all the things that would happen today. How crazy is it to use the enemy's flesh and blood to build our ancient wasteland city to protect the way? But he did it."

SHAOHAO sighs.

If the dancing star's eyes were unreal, he whispered: "in fact, we should have known that Lintian's seemingly bold and amazing move actually had complete preparation and planning, but it's hard for ordinary people to understand the hard work behind him."

"If you can do what others can't do, you'll be a great hero. How arrogant! Lintian... You can't make people disagree."

SHAOHAO touched his nose and his eyes were a little complicated.

He never gave up his mind to compete with Lintian, but after a long time of contact and seeing many amazing things that happened to Lintian, even he couldn't help wondering whether it was too hard for him to compete with such a demon?

"The only thing I worry about is that after this war, the foreign enemies in the eight regions will definitely regard Lintian as a heart attack. In the future... I don't know how many dangers will come to him."

Ruoyu murmured.

In this war, Lintian trapped and killed the army of seven regions with his own strength, and caught all the enemies at once. These achievements are doomed to be hidden.

How will the foreign enemies in the eight regions react when they know these news?

"Therefore, we should hurry up. To compete with foreign enemies in the eight regions, it is not enough to rely on Lintian alone. Only when there are more top saints in our ancient wasteland can we have the details of competing for hegemony in the battlefield of the nine regions."

SHAOHAO's eyes are firm.

Among the foreign enemies in the eight regions, the strong are like clouds. I don't know how many are just the top saints.

Although today's seven regions army was completely destroyed, each region only lost ten top saints and 30000 troops.

You know, when Lintian was in the blood demon world, he killed 30 top saints and countless strong people in the ancient blood demon world!

In this way, we can see that although the casualties this time are large, they will not hurt the vitality of the seven major regional camps.

After this war, the enemies outside the eight regions are bound to face up to the strength of the ancient wasteland again. In the future, they will gather stronger forces to suppress and encircle and suppress the forces of the ancient wasteland!

"You're right. What our ancient wasteland lacks most now is the number of strong people at the top Saint level."

Ruoyu pondered, "in about half a year, the 'yuanci secret land' containing the opportunity of becoming a saint at the top of the mountain will come. Lin Xun once said that at that time, he will help the strong in the ancient wasteland, so that they can have the opportunity to strive for becoming a saint at the top of the mountain."

"Yuanci secret place?"

SHAOHAO sighed, "there's still half a year left. I hope... Don't have too many twists and turns..."

In the distance, Lintian was concentrating on building the city and completely forgot himself.

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The northern underworld.

On the Fuyao sea, a huge Kun with a length of tens of thousands of feet is making waves. The waves are smashing the void, turning into a terrible current. The vortex rushes straight into the clouds and shatters the clouds.

Shua!

Before long, the Kun suddenly turned into a young man, dressed in a wide sleeved black robe, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were like a pair of whirlpools, emitting a frightening divine awn.

In a flash, he came to an island palace.

"Congratulations, young Lord, you have touched the threshold of creating your own law!"

An old Kun monster came up and looked obedient.

"It's just touching the threshold. There's still a long way to go in the future. It's not worth making a fuss."

Kun Shaoyu sighed softly. Although he said so, there was a touch of self satisfaction between his eyebrows.

Among the eight regions, it is not uncommon for a peerless figure like him to set foot in the top holy land.

However, there are absolutely few people like him who can touch the threshold of "creating holy law" as soon as they set foot on the top holy land.

In the ancient region of the northern underworld, with his current combat power, he is enough to open a sect and make those old monsters bow down to be subordinates!

In a voice of congratulations, Kun Shaoyu walked into the hall and said, "the seven regions army will be defeated this time. The goal of 'cutting the ancient wasteland first' has been achieved. Next, it's time to consider the matter of 'eight regions competing for hegemony'."

Speaking of this, he thought of something and couldn't help laughing: "I'm sure that if the eight regions compete for hegemony, the ancient blood devil region where blood Qingyi is located will be at a disadvantage!"

As soon as he said this, all the strong men in the ancient Beiming region in the hall laughed.

Today's nine domain battlefield, blood green clothes and the blood demon ancient domain behind it have long been reduced to a big laughing stock and ridiculed and despised by other domain circles.

Whoosh!

At this time, a letter paper transformed by a divine rainbow swept into the hall.

"The action of killing bipedal sheep in the ancient wasteland has ended? Yes, yes, it will end sooner than I expected."

Kun Shaoyu's spirit was refreshed. He picked up the stationery with a smile and put it in front of his eyes.

"Hahaha, this is a matter of course. A full 70 top saints and more than 200000 troops can easily sweep away the strong man in the ancient wasteland."

Someone laughed.

"The little bastard named Lintian must be dead too? I wonder if xueqingyi regretted missing an opportunity to revenge when he knew these news."

There was also ridicule.

However, people gradually found that Kun Shaoyu's reaction was wrong.

He stood there, holding the letter in one hand, his eyes straight, his face stiff, and the smile on his lips solidified as if he were stunned.

"Young Lord, what's the matter?"

Everyone is suspicious.

Suddenly, Kun Shaoyu's letter paper burst into pieces in his hand, and his face became extremely iron blue and gloomy. His eyes looked like he was going to kill. He gnashed his teeth and said, "unexpectedly, he was so defeated!"

Everyone was stunned and lost?

Someone muttered, "young Lord, do you mean that the ancient wasteland has been defeated? Isn't that normal?"

Bang!

Kun Shaoyu was so angry that his chest fluctuated that he kicked the man out, slammed him into the wall and sprayed blood from his mouth and nose.

Everyone was shocked.

At the moment, Yu was so angry that his eyes were red.

Soon, everyone learned the news recorded in the letterhead. Suddenly, the hall seemed to explode.

"Impossible!"

"The army of the seven regions was trapped and killed together and didn't return all their lives? The news must be false, false!"

"Damn, how could this happen?"

Every big man's face is full of shock and anger, one by one angry and unacceptable.

That's exactly 70 top saints and more than 200000 troops, but Lintian killed them alone?

Who dares to believe it!?

Kun Shaoyu couldn't believe it. Before, he also considered how to "compete for hegemony in eight regions" after the goal of cutting the ancient wasteland was achieved.

Who ever thought, but the reality was like a slap and slapped him in the face!

"Check, be sure to find out the specific information for me!"

Kun Shaoyu's face was gloomy and he shouted loudly.

This time, he led the seven regions to attack. He thought he could easily wipe out the strong in the ancient wasteland.

But the result is that without hurting a soldier in the ancient wasteland, all the armies of the seven regions will be destroyed!

This blow is too big for Kun Shaoyu to accept.

Until one day later, when the exact news came and was repeatedly confirmed, Kun Shaoyu completely stayed there, stunned and absent-minded.

It's true!

Seven regions army, no life!

"Is Lintian really so terrible?"

Kun Shaoyu's eyes are full of surging cold. This tragic defeat will not greatly damage the vitality of the Beiming ancient region camp.

The point is, what a shame!

Think about it. The seven regions joined hands and sent out so many troops, but the other party took them all in one pot. Even in the past nine regions, there has never been such a disastrous defeat!

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Second, before 9 p.m., we will make up for it tonight!