The mouth of the common people.

Spit out a syllable.

"Split!"

After this syllable was spit out, the black air wrapped in the black dragon suddenly dissipated!

After dispersing.

The black dragon disappeared.

At the same time, the Daxia Dynasty was located in the eastern territory.

Here, the Wheel King killed Miyamoto's sword and the Great Sun Dynasty lost the Supreme Realm general, so that the remaining remaining soldiers were dealt with by Zhang Taiji and Zhuang Youfan.

Zhang Taiji looked at the endless battlefield.

I don't know how many bones there are on the ground.

Blood and energy soar into the sky.

"If the Wheel King hadn't come, you and I would have probably become the bones in it, right?"

Zhang Taiji pointed at the corpse on the ground and sighed.

Said.

Zhuang Youfan looked at it with lingering fear, with an incredible look in his eyes.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that this is a war, and it seems that it is still a small scale. I really can't imagine how many people would die if those wars called large scale!"

They are all at the level of tycoons in the world.

But when they really saw the war, even.

My mood is not as good as an ordinary soldier.

The sects in the world have their own disputes, and sometimes there are dead people.

However, the total number of dead people they saw in their lives was not as high as that in their breath.

Under the sword light and sabre shadow.

Someone died.

"Life is really weak!"

Zhuang Youfan laughed at himself.

No wonder Donghuang Chen Cangsheng looked down on them, the sects of the world.

If it weren't for the stability of the court.

The court wants to destroy the sects of the martial arts world.

Just a turn of hands.

For these heavenly soldiers, they probably don’t have much to fight with the so-called great sects of the world?

Zhang Taiji thought in his eyes.

Chen Cangsheng fought with Zhuang Youfan at the beginning.

Zhang Taiji has seen his revealing skills in ancient books.

There are twelve methods in heaven.

Every method is an invincible method.

And the body of the sunken people.

Zhang Taiji saw two types.

There are twelve in total, how big is the world?

Chen Cangsheng has twelve kinds of things in his body. How terrifying is this!

However, Zhang Taiji didn't say it.

Because it's too hard to believe.

Zhang Taiji exhaled.

They all have a bloody smell.

"Lao Zhuang, don't you know why the prince asked us to come here yet?"

Zhuang Youfan gave Zhang Taiji a blank look.

"I'm not a fool. If the Wheel King comes, it means that the prince doesn't need us at all. Instead, he wants us to come, but it just opens our eyes!"

Zhang Taiji smiled.

"Now, I guess there will be not so many sounds in the world when I go back, right?"

Zhuang Youfan's eyes were shining.

"Maybe, there is no need for any martial arts world!"

In the world, there is no court that will break the territory for you and stabilize the world.

Why are you free and free?

There is chaos in the world, and even at the ends of the world, it is impossible to be free!

At this time, a general who had cleaned up the battlefield walked towards Zhang Taiji and Zhuang Youfan with a smile.

"How do you feel for the two sect leaders?"

Mo Ran chuckled softly.

He is the guardian of the heavenly soldiers in the East Realm. He has been guarding this East Realm for eleven years.

"General Mo!"

See Mo Ran.

Although Zhang Taiji and Zhuang Youfan were the most rude figures in the world, they still bowed.

The stability of the eastern territory.

Mo Ran has made an indelible contribution.

These days they even heard that if Mo Ran had not been needed in the Eastern Realm, Prince Chen Cangsheng would have wanted to take Mo Ran to the mainland battlefield.

/>One guards the border, and the other fame!

The former was chosen for Mo Ran.

The four realms of the Daxia Dynasty were guarded by generals.

They were qualified to participate in the Battle of the Gods, but only because the four realms needed them to guard them.

so.

They are still here!

Famous needs to be carried by someone, and the frontier needs to be carried by someone.

No matter which one is devoted to this ten thousand miles of territory.

No regrets!

"Two, you can go back now. Here, I am one of them enough!"

Mo Ran said.

As for why people from the world were asked to help, it was not Mo Ran who understood it.

What he did was just a decree.

"Okay, now all the offenders are left here, so General Mo will have to worry more!"

Zhuang Youfan clasped his fists.

Mo Ran smiled gently.

Turning around, the black cloak floated freely in the wind.

"I will be alive, and no one can break the land of the East!"

The Great Xia Dynasty, the southern territory.

There were two coffins on the two carriages.

On both sides of the carriage.

All are people wearing mourning clothes.

All around a carriage were women.

They are people from the Fire and Fire Pavilion.

"General Bai, please stay!"
To be continued...