Sky Prison: Sign To The Prison Suppression Demons At The Beginning Of The Game

Da Da Da...!

In the distance, black clouds are pressing down on the city, the battle flags are hunting and hunting, there are six horses, thousands of horses, like locusts crossing the border, tearing the wind and tearing the ground.

Five miles, three miles, one mile, one shot...

"Call~"

Hundreds of warriors from the Six Nations Allied Forces, who were leading the dust, marched forward together and stood at the back of their horses.

The war halberd that Li Xinglan held horizontally in his hand suddenly rolled with his left hand, went around behind him, appeared in his right hand, and hit the ground fiercely. The ground cracked instantly, and there were cracks in the thickness of his little thumb. Permeated all around.

Above the tower, banners suddenly danced across the sky, like a mountain whistling a tsunami, it was spectacular.

"kill!"

A series of bloody and grim voices, like thunder, exploded near the eardrums of the six national iron riders, causing their souls to tremble for an instant.

咚咚咚......!

The army of the Six Nations looked for prestige, and saw two long figures on the Temple of Heaven hundreds of meters above the imperial city, dancing wildly in the dawn like gods.

Prince Li Chun beat the drum, and Huai Wang Li An shook the golden Yellow Dragon flag of the Dali royal family.

Below it, surrounded by a series of phoenix guards holding a profound bow, carrying a phoenix feather, and holding their head high.

Battle flag, high exhibition.

The sky, bloody.

At this moment, fight to death.

"drive!"

In the Pioneer Army of the Six Nations, a general leaped on a horse and swung his whip, armed with a double-stranded sword, and went straight to Li Xinglan.

Li Xinglan's eyes were cold, his face was frosty, his right arm was slightly loose, and the golden halberd in his hand was kicked out suddenly by him.

boom!

The people who had come were killed by the halberd on the spot, and Li Xinglan, holding the Fallen Sword, took the initiative to kill hundreds of people.

"court death!"

Qi Qi, the allied generals of the Six Nations, was furious, this young man is too mad!

Keng!

There are few remaining sounds, and Li Xinglan's body is densely covered with black stripes, and the ultimate black forms a dark and terrible magic shield all over his body.

Eight Desolate Dang Mo Jin!

The body of the Prison Suppressing Demon is already extremely powerful, and coupled with the demon shield gathered during the defense of the Eight Desolate Demon Forces, it is no exaggeration to say that even if Li Xinglan stood and let this group of people chop off, these hundreds of Realm were the highest. The six-nation allied generals in the soul realm can't help him in a short period of time.

Bang!

Li Xinglan's left hand became claws, and he brazenly grabbed a pierced war spear and crushed it into dregs.

The right hand fell to the godsword and swiftly swept away, and in a short while, there was a dead soul under the sword.

[The broken sword of the fallen god, the source of the power that devours vitality +1]

Li Xinglan's face was expressionless, he jumped, kicked the man’s body off the horse like lightning, turned and killed him, carrying the Fallen God sword with blood flowing and gleaming with demon light, as if entering the land of no one, madly harvesting lives .

Woo...!

The horns of the Allied Forces of the Six Nations sounded, and the remaining hundreds of people who had survived all looked at Li Xinglan with fear, and fled like a god of avoidance.

When Li Xinglan saw this, he did not chase. He wiped the mottled blood on the fallen divine sword on a corpse, walked to the'Emperor Hate' halberd a few hundred meters away and pulled it from the ground without looking back. Back under the city gate.

On the tower, a group of dead men watched the victory in the first battle, and Li Xinglan, who had killed the vanguard of the Allied Forces of the Six Nations, lost his helmet and armor, and his eyes became more and more hot.

On the chariot of the Allied Forces of the Six Nations, the prince of Hao Fang Shangguo who had seen Li Xinglan three days ago saw this scene and sighed and said with emotion.

"It's a pity that this son is brave and brave."

More than a dozen generals of the Allied Forces of the Six Nations stood by their side respectfully, one of them cautiously bent over and tentatively asked.

"My lord, what shall we do now?"

"Should I directly order the army to cover up, or..."

The good-tempered Hao Fang waved his hand to the king, and said in a calm tone.

"No hurry, I have been waiting for three days, and I am not in a hurry to capture this imperial city."

"Look, there are banners covering the sky in the imperial city, and there is a forest of soldiers. To be less, more than 100,000 people are waiting for our army to cover up and kill."

"However, their actions are somewhat deliberate. The king thinks that their real intention should be to delay time and transfer the people and the wounded in the city."

"Although King Pu was defeated, the Emperor Dali and the queen also died. Under such a blow, the morale of Dali's army should be extremely low, and there is no courage to fight us head-on."

While talking, the middle-aged man actually convinced himself, his eyes flashed, and he ordered.

"Passing the order scout, go to find out about the military situation, and pass the order to encircle the entire imperial city first."

A general of the Six Nations Allied Forces hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

"But my lord, will it take too long if this is spent like this? If the army from the northern border of Dali returns to Kyoto, we will not be an opponent at all."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled weirdly, shook his head, and said in an extremely confident tone.

"Don't worry, the millions of troops stationed in northern Dali will never come back!"

Having said that, the middle-aged man patted the shoulder of this six-nation allied general, and at the same time looked at the remaining group of six-nation allied generals, with profound meaning.

"Don't worry, as long as you work hard for this king, what the king promised you before will never be unbelievable."

"Everything in the Imperial City of Kyoto belongs to you, and even half of Dali will be yours in the future."

Upon hearing this, a group of allied generals of the six nations bowed their heads in unison, knelt on the ground abruptly, and said in unison.

"I will do my best to serve the prince and never die!"

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, and after a moment of indulgence, he said suddenly.

"Old Yang, Gong Hao, you two will meet that kid, remember, don't underestimate the enemy."

"In this section, we don't ask for nothing but no fault."

"Even if it takes more time, as long as the layout of the North is implemented smoothly and the nearly three million troops in the north of them are wiped out in one fell swoop, the demise of Dali is doomed."

The green-robed old man and the young man carrying a quiver and holding a profound bow nodded at the same time, and the cupped fist bowed and then walked away.

Soon after the two left, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, and suddenly ordered in a deep voice.

"Pass the order, the crossbow and catapult are ready, if Yang Xi and Gong Hao show signs of decline, they will fight directly and attack the city!"

A group of six-nation Allied generals heard this, their hearts trembled together, and at the same time they responded with a loud "Yes", their scalps were a little numb.

So ruthless!

Is this plan to bury the two cronies of own together directly?

That's a dragon transforming powerhouse, and a talented young Flame Soul Practitioner of Realm!

This made the six-nation allied generals shocked at the heart of the prince's cruel heart, but at the same time he had to sigh that Haofang's background in the country still surpassed a lot of these forces in the sky.

Even the strong of the Dragon Realm can be ruined like this.

However, they are also puzzled.

Since Haofang's Shangguo background is really so powerful, why can't it take the Dali Dynasty in the north of the sky for tens of thousands of years?

Really, is it just because of the evil and enchanting, demon rampant 100,000 mountains?

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