Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Nowadays, the situation in the world is almost gathering in all directions to compete for China, and ancient customs have become prey.

In this competition, the devil forces of all parties occupied a position and approached the three small states where wuliangzong was located. Its purpose was to compete for the demon star of ancient style.

But the problem is that all forces are afraid of each other, and no one dares to rush out.

But this time, out of the ancient customs and sentiments, they took the initiative to come to their devil's territory. Therefore, it makes the demon king so happy.

Gu Feng ignored the other party's clamor, but stood firmly on his commanding post and tried his best to stabilize his formation.

Although the opponent's combat power is dozens of times stronger than himself, he firmly believes that as long as the formation is not disordered, he will never be afraid of the 300 great demons.

The great demon king, who was out of the line, saw that the ancient wind was unmoved. After a slight twitch on his face, he burst out: "demon star ancient wind, do you still have to fight in a desperate corner? I advise you to hold your hands, or not only your armies will perish, but also all the creatures in Kyushu will be slaughtered. "

After listening to the ancient wind, he even sent out a burst of sad and fierce Laughter: "ha ha, it's really funny. Up to now, you still threaten us like this. What else do you think we can fear? Our Kyushu, it is precisely because of your invasion that we have completely fallen into a desperate situation of life and death. In order to continue Kyushu, I have to fight with you to the death. Come on, if you have the courage, attack. Today either you die or we perish. Without the great commander, he is a dignified and domineering middle-aged man wearing gold armor and gold helmet. He just glanced at the demon king who was talking, then looked away his eyes contemptuously, and continued to pay attention to the battlefield and the ancient style on the stage.

Seeing that the great commander was unmoved, the old devil was so angry that he trembled all over. Just trying to persuade again, he saw that the great commander spoke coldly: "what are you afraid of? Heartache? These are just mole ants as cheap as grass mustard. What a pity if 50 million troops die? Wherever I go, I can immediately rebuild 50 million troops. "