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Chapter 1865 Ninth Corps

After two teleportations, Jian Chen's figure appeared in the territory of Qingyang Divine Kingdom. When the strong white light blooming from the teleportation array under his feet completely disappeared, he just stepped out of the teleportation array and left this hidden teleportation place.

The hidden cave of the array.

In a cave, Jian Chen's figure was like a cannonball, rising directly into the sky. In an instant, he appeared ten thousand meters high in the sky, standing proudly above the clouds.

In his hand, a map appeared. After finding the location of the Demon House, he went straight away.

The Tianyuan family faces the threat of the Demon Holy Cult. At this juncture, Jian Chen must do his best to improve his strength. If his body of chaos wants to break through, the energy required is really amazing. When he does not find enough resources,

There is no hope of breaking through at all.

As for swordsmanship, although he has made some slight progress in the library, the breakthrough to the late stage of Sword Spirit is still not something he can achieve in a short time.

The only thing left that can be used to improve his strength is the broken divine armor.

Although the divine armor was seriously damaged, it was a divine weapon after all. If worn on his body, it would more or less increase his protective power.

When Jian Chen was on his way to the Demon's Family, in the distant Sanding Kingdom, a huge city stood quietly on the red ground. The whole body was enveloped by many powerful formations, emitting an extremely powerful energy wave.

The city walls were filled with soldiers wearing helmets, and there were also a few people wearing gorgeous robes of different ages among them. However, without exception, all of them looked tired and haggard, and their bodies were stained with...

A little bit of blood.

There are even some people whose whole bodies are soaked with blood, and they can no longer tell whether it is other people's blood or their own blood.

Here is the dynasty of the Sanding Kingdom, and it is also the only symbol of the Sanding Kingdom.

Years of war have left the imperial city of the Sanding Kingdom in dilapidated condition. Although it is protected by powerful god-king-level formations, it still leaves thick cracks in many places.

The ground around the imperial city was dyed red with blood, forming rivers flowing on the ground. Endless corpses piled up like mountains on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Because two hours ago, the last resistance force of the Sanding Kingdom once again broke out into a fierce battle with the ninth legion of the Heavenly Demon Holy Cult.

"We can't hold on for much longer." Over the imperial city of the Sanding Kingdom, there are three rays of light suspended in the sky, shining like the sun. On them?

4000

?, there is even a vast aura that is as vast as a mountain or a sea.

It's just that this momentum is obviously a bit strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

This is the most powerful force in the Sanding Kingdom, three strong men in the realm of God Kings!

"Without rescue and without hope, God is trying to destroy our Sanding Kingdom."

"The Heavenly Demon Holy Cult is extremely ambitious and its methods are bloody and cruel. It has destroyed many divine kingdoms in recent years. Why hasn't the imperial court intervened yet?"

The three God-Kings were suspended in the sky, making low sounds. Their figures were shrouded in dazzling light, and the rules of heaven and earth surrounded them, making their figures hazy and hard to see clearly.

Ten miles away from the three of them, the sky was gloomy, covered with black clouds, and overwhelming evil energy filled the space between heaven and earth.

A group of soldiers wearing black armor stood on the ground indifferently. Although there were not many in number, they were overwhelming the Sanding Kingdom.

They are the ninth legion of the Demon Holy Cult!

Although the number of the Ninth Legion is only a mere hundred thousand, this mere hundred thousand is enough to sweep through any tens of millions of armies of the Kingdom of God.

Right in front of the Heavenly Demon Holy Cult, the leader of the Ninth Legion, Yan Wuming, stood in the air with his arms folded. He was also wearing a helmet and armor, and the cloak behind him was flying randomly in the hunting wind.

"Sanding Divine Kingdom, we have found a way to break the formation. When we attack next time, I will destroy you all in one go. Let's go." Yan Wuming sneered, with demonic energy on his body. Facing the opponent's three god kings, he

Still calm and calm, not taking the other person seriously at all.

The ninth legion of the Demon Holy Cult retreated and set up camp a hundred miles away.

Yan Wuming, on the other hand, summoned a group of generals to discuss the war in the commander's tent.

Suddenly, a very handsome young man with an illusory body, wearing a white robe, appeared out of thin air in the handsome tent.

"Yan Wuming, after so many days, have you caught the man named Linghou Gong?" As soon as this young man with a disembodied body appeared, he looked at Yan Wuming coldly with a scrutinizing gaze, and his tone was gloomy.

Yan Wuming's face darkened, he stood up and shouted mercilessly: "Protector Zeng, when did I need to report to you when I'm doing things? Who are you? You dare to speak to me like this, believe it or not.

Slap this image of your soul away with a slap."

The young man sneered and said: "Yan Wuming, of course you don't need to report to me, but there is a piece of news that I think I should inform you about."

"Don't stay here, mother-in-law. If you have anything to say, say it quickly. If you fart, then fart. Once you're done, get out of my place immediately." Yan Wuming was very irritable.

The main generals who gathered in the handsome tent all tightened their necks. They didn't dare to say a word or even a word about the quarrel between Yan Wuming and Protector Zeng.

"The deputy leader of Huai'an has been released from seclusion, and he has personally intervened in this matter. Yan Wuming, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't handle this matter well, once the deputy leader is blamed, you will not be able to bear the consequences.

Let’s go.” Protector Zeng sneered, and after saying these words, he disappeared.

After Protector Zeng left, Yan Wuming's face suddenly became serious. He glanced down and said in a rough tone: "Liu Shan has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back? Is it possible that even the Lord God in the early stage of the district has not come back?

Can't you deal with it?"

The generals below all looked at each other. These days, their Ninth Legion has been fighting against the Sanding Kingdom. Naturally, they have not received news that Liu Shan and other three main gods are dead.

"Report!" Suddenly, a messenger soldier ran in, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Report to the captain, we just received news that Commander Liu Shan and his two lieutenants were captured by Jian Chen in Pingtian God's country.

kill."

"What? Liu Shan was killed? How brave!" Yan Wuming stood up, his aura rising to the sky, murderous intent rising, and he said coldly: "Who is this Jian Chen? Anyone who dares to kill me, Yan Wuming."

"Captain, this is all the information about Jian Chen." The messenger handed a jade book to Yan Wuming.

After Yan Wuming read the contents on the jade book, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "This Jian Chen really is quite capable. It is very likely that there is a Beginning Realm powerhouse behind him to support him, and he is fighting with a peak person whose strength is unknown.

The big family is involved, no wonder he dares to go against our Heavenly Demon Holy Sect."

"But, so what? Our Heavenly Demon Holy Sect is not afraid of the huge background behind him. If someone kills my Yan Wuming, I, Yan Wuming, must pay for it with his life."

Suddenly, Yan Wuming stared sharply at all the generals who were working, and said: "In the later stage of the Lord God, is there anyone who volunteers to go to Pingtian Divine Kingdom and bring the heads of Jian Chen and Linghou Gong to me?"

A group of lord god generals looked at each other, but no one said anything to accept this task.

After a while, a Lord God general stood up and said: "Report to the captain, now the attack on the Sanding Kingdom has reached a critical moment. At this moment, if the Lord God is sent to the Pingtian Kingdom in the later stage, it will definitely delay the war here and weaken the power.

The strength of our army. If the Sanding Kingdom counterattacks at this moment and takes the initiative to attack our army, our army will probably suffer heavy losses."

"Furthermore, my subordinates also speculated that if this person named Jian Chen dared to kill people from our Heavenly Demon Holy Sect in Pingtian Divine Kingdom, he would have the support of the Royal Family of Pingtian Divine Kingdom. If there is support from the Royal Family, I'm afraid we

Sending one or two main gods there in the later period will end up dying in vain."

"Between my subordinates, it is better to wait for the Sanding Divine Kingdom to be leveled before heading to the Pingtian Divine Kingdom."

Yan Wuming lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said: "That's right! In seven days, we will launch a general attack on the Sanding Kingdom. Once the Sanding Kingdom is leveled, we will immediately send our troops directly into the Pingtian Kingdom."

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