Martial God Conqueror

Chapter 1 220: The eve of the war

Chapter 1 220: The eve of the war.

The sneer words of the lunar calendar fell, and the blood evil figure turned into a blood mist that spread in the air and disappeared.

Looking at the dissipated blood fog, until the blood mist dissipated, the old man's eyelids trembled, and the eyelids were wiped with the color of the road. The sullen sneer whispered: "An illusory body... ..."

The dim space, even during the day, is dim.

On the endless sky, the setting sun slanted, covered with **** suffocation, and the sunset was rendered into a blood red color hanging on Tianyu.

The faint black blood ray is like a layer of blood-colored gauze in this space, and the faint scent is filled with heart.

A vast mountain plain is full of dense figures.

Some people are whispering, but there is no loud noise.

Someone was sitting on the knees and adjusting their breath.

The crowds are like overwhelming, dense and ubiquitous, like traversing the land, not just hundreds of millions.

On a towering mountain peak, there is a huge temporary tent.

At this moment, there are about two hundred people in the tent. Only a few dozen people are eligible to be present. Others are standing on both sides.

This figure is quiet and standing, and there is a ripple in the space that is looming.

The surrounding space looks extremely calm, but at the moment there is a close-knit person close to it, only to feel that once the mountain tent is close, it is enough to be horrified by the horror.

Anyone in this tent is trained to be among the absolute strongest!

Inside the tent, it was quiet at the moment, and there was some dignity in the atmosphere.

In particular, an extraordinary young man sitting in the middle of the room, on the handsome face, what both eyes are meditating, but this kind of contemplation does not make it affect the temperament, but rather adds a little charm.

Extraordinary young people in this tent, although still young, are filled with the pressure and confidence of a high-ranking person, revealing a faint arrogance.

This kind of arrogance is on his body, not the slightest dissatisfaction, but it makes it add charm and grace.

The young man is Mu Jianchen, the ally of the Qizhou Net Evil Alliance. During this period of time, his reputation in the net evil alliance is getting higher and higher.

Everything that Mu Jianchen has done during this time, all the forces are obvious to all.

If it weren’t for his decision-making, the evil spirits would not be cleaned so quickly, and several decisions would make the net evil alliance win a lot and reduce countless losses.

Even the old people of other forces, in the face of Mu Jianchen's performance for a period of time, from the original secret disdain, turned into surprise and sigh.

The strong powers of the major forces secretly admire the successor of Samuel Swordsman. The son of Mu Tianhong is blue and better than blue. It is not too long. Under his leadership, Samun’s sword will truly stand at the Eighth National Congress. The head of power.

"Three days, those evil spirits have not been big for three days, but there are some occasional exploratory attacks by scattered soldiers, more like deliberately delaying us!"

In the quiet tent, Mu Jianchen looked up slightly and swept across the audience.

At the moment, there are four mountains, one island, two religions and four other powerful forces. Many people are at the level of Wu Zun.

Everyone's body, more or less, is contaminated with some **** gas.

These time, the evil spirits that died in their hands are hard to count.

Especially for the eight-star spirits and Wu Zun, the strength of their cultivation is to the point of strength, and there is a strength and means to move the mountains and the sea, cleaning the ordinary evil spirits, just like slaughter.

Listening to Mu Jianchen’s words, everyone in the tent was moving.

An old man sitting at the bottom of the head, looking at his position, knows that he is not in a low position in the net evil alliance. He said to Mu Jianchen: "The evil spirits have been defeated, they do not take the initiative to attack, fear is Most of them are rehabilitated. I think we can't give them a breather at this time. We should take the initiative to attack and completely remove those evil spirits and completely remove them!"

"Yu elders said that they took the initiative and attacked them."

This old man is an elder of Changqing, who is highly trained. Among the major forces in the league, he is able to enter the top three in terms of strength. Therefore, as the voice falls, he receives a lot of echoes.

"I suspect that there are conspiracy behind those evil spirits, or else those evil spirits will not retreat in this way. We will pursue the victory all the way. The places we have won will win, and the obstacles encountered are not much."

Mu Jian morning brows slightly wrinkled, worried, said: "Don't you find out that we have never encountered a few evil spirits above the level of honor, we always feel that they seem to be I am planning something, as if I am waiting for us."

With Mu Jianchen, someone in the tent whispered to talk.

"The fear of the lord is not unreasonable, but the elders are right, but in any case, this war is already imperative. If we wait again, we will give more opportunities to those evil spirits. Therefore, we should Take the initiative."

A middle-aged apostle sitting in the middle of the body, a fierce anger in his body, a faint color in his eyes.

The people in the tent listened to the fierce middle-aged words, and then they went to Mu Jianchen and waited for Mu Jianchen’s answer.

In the eyes of everyone, Mu Jianchen looked up slightly and looked at the last seat in the tent. He asked: "Ice, I don’t know when Du brothers can catch up. To?"

"Hey..."

As the voice of Mu Jianchen fell, the many eyes in the tent suddenly fell to the oldest man in the last seat. It was a elder of Hehuan.

Because the current Hehuan ancestors, there are the phantoms of the city, Su Muzhen, Zhao Lu, Zheng Antao, etc., at this moment plus the devil Wang Du Shaozhen became the companion of the Hehuan ancestors, as well as the dream of two thousand years ago, two strong people exist, Let the status of Hehuan Zong in the league now rise invisibly.

Most of the people present here have been to Hehuan Zong, and they know that the person said by Mu Jianchen is the demon king Du Shaoqi.

On the same day, the family was in chaos, and everyone saw it with their own eyes. The strength of the devil, Du Shaoqi, has reached a point of horror.

At this moment, in this net evil alliance, the major forces of the martial arts have not come out.

Under the martial arts territory, now the demon king Du Shaozhen is definitely a terrible existence. If he can come, he can add a big boost.

The old man in the costume is dressed in a gray coat with a white dragon pattern embroidered on it. Listening to Mu Jianchen’s words, there are some helplessness and apologies. He replied: “The returning Lord, the news from our family, the Emperor Jianzong seems to be in retreat. So I don't know when I can come."

"That guy is closed again."

Mu Jianchen picked up his eyebrows and was slightly disappointed.

"The devil, Du Shaoqi, although very strong, but now we are the army of the alliance, the devil can come with a big boost, but it does not play a decisive role."

"The devil of the devil, Du Shaoqi, is powerful and powerful, but now we are faced with an endless army of evil spirits, and we must rely on the entire army of the Alliance. The devil, Du Shaoqi, alone, cannot affect the overall situation."

In the tent, others continued to whisper.

No one doubts the strength of the devil, Du Shaoqi, but for the devil, Du Shaoqi alone, most people think that it is not too important for the entire league.

"Wait for another day, tonight, some fast-moving powerhouses will go out and inquire about some news to see what the evil spirits are doing, and the day after tomorrow, prepare for the final battle!"

After a while, Mu Jianchen said.

Mu Jianchen’s heart is also clear that the army cannot be delayed, and the more procrastinating, the worse it is against the net evil alliance.

At night, the space is dim.

In the night, a cloud of dark clouds floats over the sky, and the cover is a faint moonlight.

"Oh la la..."

The dark clouds approached and then dispersed, and then they were strangely transformed into thousands of illusory strange spirits.

"Notify the army to approach, the evil deities have orders, and kill those human beings tomorrow."

A faint chilly sound spread, and thousands of evil spirits disappeared into the night.

"Oh, a small human being, tomorrow will know our power."

The rest of the figure was figured, with a pair of sharp corners on the top of the head, covered in black and black, and the eyes were in the night, filled with red light.

Daddy, this evil spirit seems to be feeling what it is, looking at the sky.

Where there is a faint sound of wind and sorrow, after a few interest, a golden long rainbow figure suddenly plunged from the depths of the front.

The speed of the golden figure was extremely fast. It was almost a flash, and it appeared across the space in the air. Then it felt like something, and it was suspended in the air.

Jinguang Changhong converges, revealing a purple robe youth.

The purple robe youth face is resolute and revered. The figure is tall and straight, and the purple robe is very fit. It is more straightforward and radiant, and the eyes are filled with deep and deep light in the night sky.

It was Du Shaozhen who came from Hehuan Zong, and also changed the clothes that Ji Yan personally sewed, which is very comfortable and comfortable.

Even a pair of lavender boots is also very fit.

"laugh!"

Just when Du Shaoqi suspended the air in the air, it was like when he was looking at something, and a sigh of suffocation swept in front of him.

"boom!"

During this time, this piece of space was shaking, and it was filled with black light, which made it all dark.

"Hey..."

The wind is raging, and the voice of the ghosts crying in the faint screams in this sky is extremely embarrassing.

"Hey!"

The space then exploded, and the horror energy swept away.

When the suffocating energy dissipated and the surrounding half-ray light recovered, a first-born foot and a blood-red evil spirit floated into the air, and the blood-red gaze revealed a doubtful color.

"Is looking for me?"

At the same time, a faint voice came, and then a purple robe figure appeared in front of the evil spirit.