In the northern desert, in the desert next door, under the shadow of a huge mountain rock, there is a simple camp composed of about a few hundred people. △ Although the camp is not large and the number of people is not large, various sentries, bonfires, logistics, and tents are very complete and clean.

Especially the soldiers were tall and tall, with high temples and meticulous equipment. Whether they were standing guard or sitting cross-legged on the ground to rest, they were silent and silent, showing a unique iron blood and Xiao Sha.

The armor on their bodies was also a bit special, all of which were bright silver armor and spears. A row of white feathers were pasted behind the armor, which kept floating with the breeze on the Gobi Desert.

Just at the edge of the camp, in a small tent, Qing Yueyang looked deeper at the soldiers outside, frowning deeper.

He sighed: "Almost all of these Yunyu Army's Heavenly Guards have the strength of the martial arts master level, and even have more than a dozen martial arts skills. They may have reached the level of Qi training. They seem to be accumulating their spirit anytime and anywhere, wanting to break through to the realm of practicing God.

The strength of this Yunyu Army is indeed terrifying.”

Qing Yueying on the side said, "Of course, the Yunyu Army is now well-deserved as the first of the four armies of the New World. Legend has it that Na Yiyong Hou has occupied several indigenous kingdoms in the inland region and ruled more than one million people."

"Rule the indigenous people? More than one million people?" Qing Yueyang said in surprise: "I know that the four major legions have their own business names and real estate, but isn't it a big taboo for the court in ruling the kingdom? You should know that the most taboo thing about this dynasty is that the resident generals interfere in the regime and divide the land and govern it."

"Hmph, the sky is high and the emperor is far away." Qing Yueying sneered: "Tianwei Tianwei, if the strongest troops of Yunyu Army dare to call this name, you will know how great the ambition of Yi Yonghou is. And let alone the land-based control. In the past five years, the two fleets sent by the imperial court's navy have been submerged in shipwrecks. Do you think it is a coincidence?"

"What?" If the Yunyu army had already ruled the land and ruled the kingdom was a big thing, then the fleet that shocked the navy was wiped out. If it had something to do with the Yunyu army, it would be sensational.

Rebellion and independence, these words seemed to have magical powers, and they churned in Qing Yueyang's heart. He frowned and said, "The court... will not sit idly."

"Yes, so in the past five years, two fleets and a secret force have all included generals and officials who succeeded Yun Yu's army. But who really came across the sea and arrived at the New World?" Qing Yueying looked at Qing Yueyang's shocked look and said, "Okay, that's all I'll talk about about this matter. Just rot in your own belly."

Qing Yueying changed her tone and said, "Now the madman Yanmo Saint Son is running around. I heard that Xiao Tianyou and Ye Junxi were also defeated by him a few days ago and left calmly. I'm afraid we can't do anything if we meet Yanmo Saint Son."

Qing Yueyang sighed, "I didn't expect that after abandoning the foundation of the hell, his martial arts became more and more terrifying. He was only one film away from the realm of practicing the virtual world."

Qing Yueyang originally thought that he could use his uncle and his Shadow Corps to siege the Holy Son of Yanmo to find a way to obtain the treasure of the Hell Gate. Now it seems that if they chased the Holy Son of Yanmo, they might be killed by the other party one by one.

Qing Yueying nodded: "It is precisely because of this that we have to join forces with Yun Yu Army. This time, not only Zhao Xingzhou personally led the team. Yiyong Hou also gave him the Nine Sons of God. Even if he met the Holy Son of Yanmo, with the strength of this white horse and silver spear, he would be enough to win the battle."

Thinking of this, both of them thought about it. Zhao Xingzhou held the silver god of death in his hand and rode the demon Qilin horse, meeting the god of gods and killing demons.

When he was in the Huangquan Demon Palace, even the veteran master of the human form and the ever-changing Dharma King of the Hell Gate could not stop Zhao Xingzhou's move, and was directly shot through the heart and then smashed into pieces.

Thinking of the silver spear of the god and demon Piyi, Qing Yueyang and Qing Yueying felt a sense of fear. It was a feeling that life was no longer in their own hands.

The Holy Son of Yanmo and the White Horse and Silver Spear, they were like two mountains, pressing on the hearts of the people in the Northern Wilderness, putting heavy pressure on people.

Qing Yueying said viciously: "In short, the madman, the madman, can only be controlled by Zhao Xingzhou. We have been chasing the madman with Yun Yujun during this period. We must not let this madman escape. If he is asked to escape, the consequences will be unimaginable when he returns after he succeeds."

At this moment, a soldier from the Shadow Corps walked in and reported: "Sir, Lord Tianshe King has also set out from Haijing City."

Qing Yueyang smiled and said, "Oh, is he here too?"

Qing Yueying frowned, but she said, "What's the use of this kid coming here now?"

Qing Yueyang said: "Azuo was able to run away with He Zizai under the pursuit of the powerful Vajra God Ape, which itself shows his strength. You have also seen the power of that monkey in the Huangquan Demon Palace.

I'm afraid that if you are single-on-one, you and I are no longer Azuo's opponents."

"How is that?" Qing Yueying sneered: "No matter how powerful he is, can he be the opponent of the Holy Son of Yanmo? I think he is just hearing the news and has ideas about the treasures of the Hell Gate and wants to get a share of the pie.

In short, if you want to deal with the Holy Son of Yanmo this time, you can only rely on Zhao Xingzhou's silver god of death and the Nine Sons Divine Thunder. We just need to follow Yun Yujun."

Although Qing Yueyang felt that Qing Yueying's words were a bit ugly, he knew that this was the truth. According to Xiao Tianyou's information, Yan Mo's martial arts are already extremely powerful, with only a thin film from the realm of practice and emptiness. There is a possibility of breaking through and entering emptiness almost anytime and anywhere.

Once the madman entered the realm of training, Qing Yueyang felt a little chilled. At that time, the four major legions might be fine, but Zhongzhi, Nanwan, Tianhe Sect, and Shadow Corps will all face the other party's terrible revenge.

"You must stop the Holy Son of Yanmo." Qing Yueyang said: "The difference between practicing the virtual realm and ordinary martial arts is too great. It can be said that no matter how powerful the master of practicing the magic is, he is just an ant in front of the powerful person who practices practicing the virtual.

We still have to let Azuo come over. Although he is not a match for the Holy Son of Yanmo, he can only say that he has more power than one person.

If we cannot stop the Holy Son of Yanmo, we will all face the most terrifying revenge in the world, the pursuit of a powerful person who practices the void."

Qing Yueying was silent and didn't say anything, obviously having agreed with Qing Yueyang's statement. No one expected that the martial arts of the Holy Son of Yanmo was so close to Lianxu.

However, because of the heritage of Hell Gate and the distribution of treasures, the seven major forces have their own thoughts and are difficult to truly work together.

Qing Yueying thought: ‘At least, this kid Zuo Zhicheng is here, so it’s more helpful.’ (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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