"Leave Ximen Shang to me, as for the other generals, I will leave them to you!" Ye Mo replied.

"Can you do it?" At this time, what was surprising was that Xiang Zixin, who had been silent, suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Mo with beautiful eyes, and some uncertainty flashed through her eyes.

She could see that Ye Mo's strength was only in the early stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, but Ximen Shang's strength had reached the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm. In the middle, there were two classes. Is it possible to cross these two classes?

Xiang Zixin couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

"I still have a lot of things that I haven't finished, but I don't plan to leave my life here!" Ye Mo smiled at her and said softly.

Hearing this, everyone was silent and stopped talking. They knew that Ye Mo had already made a decision and they could not interfere. "Since that's the case, let's go first, everyone have a good rest. There is still a fierce battle to fight. You have to adjust your state to the peak state! In your rest room, I will let the maids take you there!" At this time, Xiang Wu also stood up and said in a deep voice to Ye Mo and others.

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"good!"

Chen Guangqin Bingwan and others also stood up, stopped talking, hugged their fists, and some solemn expression flashed through their eyes.

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When Ye Mo and others returned to their rooms, Xiang Wu was also not idle and began to mobilize all his connections to find various materials for Ye Mo to refine the eighth level talisman seal. Ye Mo couldn't help with this, so he had to give it to Xiang Wu for full responsibility.

As for Qin Bingwan, Chen Guang and others, they each returned to their own room and began to use their healing pills and some essence pills to regulate their health and rest for themselves, trying to improve their state to the peak. Even the 6,000 soldiers standing outside guards began to take turns to rest. Everyone knew in their hearts that by dawn, there might be a shocking war. If they want to survive this shocking war, they could only try their best to restore their strength to the peak.

Feng, only in this way can we take on this tough battle.

Immediately, the entire Bingwu Island became a little quiet after a war baptism. The bitter cold wind swept through the world, and the snow that kept falling from the sky quickly wiped away the traces of the war left by the day.

Everything seemed to be back in the past and seemed a little peaceful.

However, everyone knew in their hearts that the peace in this moment was just a prelude to the coming of a bigger storm.

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Seven Pole Valley.

It is somewhat different from the beautiful ice and snow city of Bingwu Island. It is a wilderness deep yellow land, with lush green areas and forests standing on the vast territory.

On this vast territory, there are several luxurious temples, which are the headquarters of the Qiji Valley. Qiji Valley is the largest force in this area. Like Bingwu Island, it is backed by the Yingwang Hall, the top power in Beimeng Prefecture. Therefore, on weekdays, almost no force dares to extend a greedy hand to them. In this month, this force has occupied this place, making the surrounding area even more.

Some of the forces of all sizes became a little uneasy.

Because everyone knows that the overall combat power of Qiji Valley has soared. Not to mention small forces like them, even Bingwu Island, which was even in line with them, was defeated by them, and they were about to fall into defeat.

However, at dusk, some vibration suddenly came from the mouth of the Qiji Valley, and the vast 8,000 generals began to pour into this huge valley.

However, what surprised everyone was that the Deputy Valley Master Ximengu who used to stand at the forefront has now disappeared. Although the eight thousand generals were straightened, a kind of blood was filled with their bodies, and they had obviously just returned from the battlefield where bloody battles were fought.

But now, the eight thousand generals not only did not have a trace of joy on their faces, but were full of tension and uneasiness. Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. They just quietly stepped into the seventh level valley and then headed towards the main part of the seventh level valley.

"What's going on? Why didn't Ximen Gu come back? This is unreasonable!"

"Is it possible that Ximen Gu died in battle?"

"Aren't Bingwu Island still in a state of retreat before, and is about to fall into a situation of defeat?"

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Some small and medium-sized forces entrenched around Qiji Valley also showed some doubt on their faces when they saw the scene of these 8,000 generals lowering their heads and entering Qiji Valley.

Ximen Gu's strength has reached the peak of the mid-stage stage of the Qi Gathering Realm. Even with the support of Wei Palace, it is impossible for even people to escape. However, this scene in front of him undoubtedly shocked everyone.

Apart from the speculation that Ximen Gu died in the battlefield, they could not have imagined that there was any reason why Ximen Gu did not follow him. After all, as a general, he had to appear in front of his generals at all times to boost the morale of the entire army.

For a moment, while everyone was shocked, some bad premonitions suddenly emerged in their hearts.

If Ximen Gu really died in battle on Bingwu Island, everyone believed without hesitation that the entire Qiji Valley would inevitably go crazy. At that time, an unprecedented stunning war would inevitably break out between these two major forces.

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In the vast hall, eight thousand generals stood here, each of whom lowered his head and did not dare to speak. The fierceness in his expression weakened a little, and more of a depressed feeling.

This defeat was undoubtedly a heavy loss, because even the deputy valley master died in battle on Bingwu Island, which was undoubtedly the biggest defeat facing Qiji Valley in history.

At the front of the hall, a middle-aged man was sitting upright. The latter had a rough figure, tight face, and under his raised eyebrows, two cold lights were emitted by his eyes burned by anger. His dry and cracked mouth kept moving, and a tooth mark had been bitten out of his lower lip.

At this moment, a suffocating fluctuation was faintly rippling in his body. As the fluctuation spread out, even the air around him seemed to be solidified.

Sensing this heavy sense of oppression, the vast 8,000 generals did not dare to speak out. In that way, they were obviously very afraid of the middle-aged man in front of them.

Everyone knew in their hearts that within these Seven-Six Valleys, this person could decide the life and death of any of them, because he was the head of Seven-Six Valleys. Ximen Shang.
Chapter completed!