Don’t be a sentient being!

His state of mind remained unchanged from beginning to end, but when the sky turned white, he slowly opened his eyes and felt a terrifying aura approaching. Ji Zongcheng's eyes were cold: "The grudges from more than ten years ago are here.

Now, it’s time to end.”

"Array Chief!"

The Four Legends of Jianghu, the leader of the formation.

We have arrived in front of the city.

Old Siming looked at the silver-haired man in black robe, grinned, and said: "Looking like this, he is really going to go on a killing spree..." Old Siming sat cross-legged on the back of the black turtle, and the black turtle floated

Slowly move forward in the air.

There are ropes hanging from the black turtle's body.

Hanging down from the rope are pockets filled with large amounts of money from the Western Regions.

Already have thirteen million dollars.

Even if the whale fisher personally performed a formation on this big bag, it was still ridiculously heavy with money stuffed inside it. Even the black turtle Dharma Prime, who was good at carrying heavy objects, was a little suspicious at this time.

He suspected that he was not a black turtle.

I am a camel in the desert.

As soon as you open your eyes, you have to carry something.

Carry it until you fucking die.

And he had to carry a snarky little old man on his back.

Old Siming scratched his waist and looked at the desert and the silver-haired man. He felt that the entire Agni formation was emitting layers of light. Old Siming said: "... back then.

One of the thirty-six kingdoms, the capital of Agni Kingdom."

"This place was wiped out back then. I didn't expect it would come back after so many years."

"There is an endless array of formations here. It seems that those people you have targeted are planning to fight with you. How about it, tsk tsk tsk. This ancient formation is really complicated and boundless. It has been repaired by generations, and there are humane

With luck included, it can be said to have reached [the ultimate level of weight]."

"Fisher, can you do it?"

The black turtle raised his paws and held his forehead.

Stop being so angry, old guy.

Old Siming grinned and said: "Since Murong Longtu retired to seclusion last year, there have been no major events in the world. You have to fight for your reputation."

The silver-haired man shook his head, looked at the formation, and said, "Just watch."

"Senior, stay here to avoid accidental injury."

Old Siming laughed and said, "I'm not afraid."

He stretched out his hand and patted the black turtle image under his butt: "I still have my old friend!"

Xuangui was thinking about finding a place to bury this old guy.

The silver-haired man said calmly: "Then it's up to you."

There were already dozens of demon sect masters in front of them, holding weapons and preparing for battle. They all swallowed the pills. The blood vessels on their faces bulged, and their faces turned red. They were looking at the whale fishermen like demons.

There are many people on one side, and there are only two people on the other side.

But there were so many people, and they were all well-known masters in the Western Regions, but sweat dropped from their foreheads, and their weapons could no longer be held tightly. However, the man in black robe and silver hair was calm and leisurely, even a little boring.

"Since you want to see a good show, I'll let you watch it."

The silver-haired man stretched out his hand and caught a ray of wind from the Western Region.

Casually tie up the silver hair hanging down around your waist.

With the flask on his waist and his sleeves rolled up, he stepped forward. Many masters from the Western Regions could only see a blur in front of them, unable to see the silver-haired man. They were frightened and frightened in their hearts. They all made moves, and every move was a life-threatening move. They only hoped to be able to

It will cause some consumption to the whale fishermen.

The whale fishermen walked past them, and the next moment, dozens of them were spitting blood and fell down.

They were hit by their respective moves.

In an instant, the formation changed, and everyone's moves were directed, deflected, and hit themselves. In an instant, swords were like rain, blood was scattered, and the silver-haired man was not stained by the dust, and he had already walked in front of the city.

The gates of this majestic city are as thick as a mountain, or in other words, this big city is built on the mountains. The silver-haired man looked at the city and thought of what Li Guanyi said yesterday. He really didn't care.

The leader of the array took off the wine flask and drank. The experience of more than ten years ago, the pain, sorrow and anger of that day seemed to come back to his eyes. The wine went into his throat, but it could not extinguish the anger. He took off the wine flask, but calmly raised his hand to knock the door.

.

boom!!!!

The city gates that could withstand the army trembled.

On the entire Agni city, the dozens of layers of formations that had been layered on top of each other since ancient times collapsed at this moment. Among the ripples visible to the naked eye, one formation after another

The fragments shattered like ice floes on a spring river.

Falling from the sky, falling slowly.

The whale fisherman turned his wrist slightly.

Many formations gathered together and turned into a blue dragon in the void. It raised its head and roared, soaring into the sky. The leader of the formation pressed down with his backhand, his eyebrows flew up and said: "Li Guanyi, do you really think that in this world, there is only one person who is romantic?"

Are you crazy about swords?"

"Array, open!"

The dragon roared in the vast sky, and a large formation bombarded.

The four city gates of Agni collapsed and fell with a crash!

All roads are open in all directions.

The silver-haired man laughed loudly: "Come forward!"

"Lead to death!"

……………………

After that blow, Li Guanyi put down the royal seal. He sensed the vast vitality in the secret realm and heard Ji Zongcheng's plan. He knew that the critical moment that decided whether he could stand in the Western Region was the first step.

.

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand and pressed his heart, feeling the beating of his heart.

The next morning, everyone woke up early.

Li Guan gave an order, and all the ministries made fires to cook early, slaughtered one-third of the cattle and sheep they were carrying, and used the remaining rations and supplies to make delicious meat porridge for everyone to eat.

He also abandoned all his luggage, cooking pots, and utensils here.

Leave a mark and wait until you win to pick it up again.

Hundreds of thousands of tribesmen obeyed this order. They killed some cattle and sheep and roasted and cooked them in the simplest way. They piled pottery and iron pots under the huge stone.

Even the remaining cattle and sheep are tied to stones in this area.

Batur had an indescribable and indescribable feeling of solemnity. He looked at the things that were left behind, pursed his lips, and felt a little reluctant to let go. However, his trust in Tiangeer made them obey the order, and then they

Holding the sword.

They all got on their horses.

Hundreds of thousands of people, no more cattle, sheep, logistics, no supplies.

When morale is very low and the general loses his moral character, this will be a fatal problem that leads to the disintegration of military morale. But at this moment, morale is like a rainbow.

Instead, a chilling air and an air of urgency arose in their hearts. This less intense but lingering atmosphere surrounded their hearts, making their spirits tense and their lips pursed.

Batur held the flag of his tribe. When the people in front of him began to gallop, he almost instinctively urged the horse. The sound of the horse's hooves gathered into a ball. He finally looked back at the pots and utensils he left there.

, cattle and sheep.

Then turned around.

The sound of galloping horse hooves entered my heart, crushing the last hesitation.

The blood began to accelerate, and the beating of the heart could be felt in the palms holding the reins.

The entire hundred thousand people completed a transformation at this moment, gathering a sharp edge. They were no longer a migrating tribe with luggage, rations, cattle and sheep. They turned into a charging army, in every sense.

, apart from victory, there is no way out.

Po Jun pursed his lips and looked at this army, breathing quickly.

His heart beat slightly faster. As a counselor, he knew very well.

The scene that appeared in front of him was an extremely harsh and rare state.

Only if the general in this army has extremely high personal charisma, or if the general's command has reached an incredible height, can such a situation occur. At this moment, whether it is because of the legend of Tiangeer or the

Talk about the Golden King Seal.
To be continued...