King Duo Wen Tian looked at Brahma Heaven and Zi Zi Tian and murmured: "It seems that I am going back to Mount Sumeru. What do you have to say?"
Brahma looked solemnly, looked at King Duo Wen and said: "If something really happens, our celestial race on Mount Sumeru will only have sixteen floors left, twenty-seven to thirty floors, I'm afraid..."
"No, this is not what I am concerned about, but what should you do if there is a problem in Shanjian City and you are in a disadvantageous situation in Xiniu Hezhou? Before you win, consider your retreat first."
The King of Heaven, who heard a lot about it, whispered to the two of them with a longing in his heart.
"Why is the King so depressed? This is not like your usual style." Zi Zaitian looked at King Duowen and asked curiously.
King Duowen sighed and said slowly: "Perhaps you two don't know much about luck, but I, who was named one of the four great Vajras in the Buddhist Kingdom, are extremely sensitive to the ups and downs of luck.
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"Oh, is it possible that our Celestial Race...?"
Zi Zaitian's pupils shrank and he looked at King Duowen in surprise.
King Duowen nodded slowly and said: "Recently, the luck of our Celestial Race has dropped by at least 40%!"
"So many?" Zi Zaitian suddenly took a breath of cold air and looked at King Duowen in disbelief.
Upon hearing this, Brahma sighed secretly in his heart. His whole head and face showed signs of exhaustion. He looked at King Duo Wen and slowly took out a formation flag.
"Take care of yourself."
King Duowen Tian gently took the formation flag from Brahma Heaven and disappeared before his eyes. A stream of light cut through the sky and headed straight for Xiangliuxian City.
Zi Zaitian looked towards the direction where King Duowen disappeared, and for a while he burst out laughing.
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When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the tall ancient trees in Hasiang City, Elder Nestefen had already appeared at the north gate.
Yesterday, the squares and steps covered with bloodstains were carefully cleaned, but there were still more or less dried dark red bloodstains in the gaps between the floor tiles.
Elder Nestefen gently shook her green hair, revealing her graceful body, which made many green-robed soldiers shine.
"Do you know whose blood is on these floor tiles?"
Elder Nestefen looked at the thirty thousand soldiers in front of them. Their words were mixed with wind magic, and their voices spread throughout the square in an instant.
"Yes. Yesterday's battle, the blood stains of the soldiers."
An elf warrior mustered up great courage, looked at Elder Ninestephen, and replied in a loud voice.
"Oh, soldier? Which soldier is it? The one from the elves? The one from the Holy Fighting Army?"
"Respecting the beautiful elders is the blood of Celestial warriors."
Upon hearing this, Elder Nestefen suddenly became energetic and said.
"Yes, it is indeed the blood stains of the Celestial Clan warriors. Therefore, these Celestial Clan warriors are also quite fragile. We chopped melons and vegetables like melons and vegetables, and killed thirty or forty thousand people. Are you afraid of the Celestial Clan warriors?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
"Long live Haxiang City, long live the elves!"
Suddenly, the elves' battle formation erupted with a series of shouts, which resounded through the north gate of Haxiang City.
"Well, the warriors of the elves will go out with this elder and aim at the north."
"Report, elder, Liuxian City has discovered traces of King Duowen. King Duowen is acting in a hurry. It seems he wants to use the teleportation array in Hasiang City to return to Mount Sumeru."
"oh?"
Nestefen, with endless divine light bursting out from her beautiful eyes, shouted: "Let's go."
"Tap tap tap..." Amidst a roar, the army of 30,000 elves walked out of the north gate of Hasiang City in neat steps and walked towards the north of He Niu in the west.
"When things go wrong, there must be a monster."
Just behind where the army disappeared, Xin Xiaoqi's 38,000-strong Dou Sheng Army stood quietly without any casualties. No one made a sound. The blue and white cloth exuded a ray of light under the sun.
of divine light.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at Elder Nestefen and the 30,000 elven warriors striding out, frowned and murmured.
"Thirty thousand elven soldiers don't matter, but the key point is that you have to protect this old woman, Nestefen. Her green hair is full of flavor!"
Athena, standing next to Xin Xiaoqi, said sarcastically.
"The troops are divided into two groups. I will lead twenty Dou Sheng troops and twenty battleships and take the regular route. You will take the Xuanqing Pagoda and the thirty-two hundred Dou Sheng troops to dispatch at any time to sneak attack on Brahma and their army.
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Xin Xiaoqi finished speaking softly and handed the dark Xuanqing Tower to Athena.
"Okay," Athena, who didn't know what to say, Xuanqing Tower crashed down in front of the 38,000 Dou Holy Army.
After a while, Queen Nicole and others came over and saw all the Dou Sheng Army entering the Xuanqing Tower. They said with envy: "This is what Bai Shan said, an artifact with the magical power of accelerating time? It's really amazing."
Xin Xiaoqi nodded and said: "Yes, we will call the elves next time we open it, but this requires a lot of spiritual stones."
"Oh, there is no shortage of spiritual stones for us. Dear Mr. Xin Xiaoqi, just ask."
Queen Nicole looked at Xin Xiaoqi with a rosy face. This strange expression made Bai Shan, Xue Simei, and Lucia on the side a little embarrassed.
"We have to set off, Queen, if, you want, Elder Nestefen, you can get sufficient support."
Athena's slightly gloomy voice suddenly sounded at this moment, suddenly interrupting all Queen Nicole's reverie.
"Throwing beans makes an army."
Xin Xiaoqi didn't dare to stay for a long time. He felt that he was about to become Baishan's father-in-law. He hurriedly waved his hand, and seven hundred bean soldiers in the apotheosis stage flew out.
"Boom, boom, boom," in an instant, on every battleship, thirty-four soldiers in fiery red robes and blue and white robes stood on the bow of the battleship, slowly rising into the void.
"Oh. What kind of magical Taoist method is this? Mr. Xin Xiaoqi, there are really countless Taoist methods that can be obtained." Queen Nicole's exclamation voice sounded in Hasiang City.
The corner of Bai Shan's mouth twitched and he said: "This is our mountain sect's Taoist method of spreading beans and forming soldiers, but Senior Brother Xin should have strengthened it. The original Taoist soldiers are not so powerful."
Starting from the north gate of Hasxiang City, we crossed the Niconatara Mountains, then passed through the now peaceful Death Swamp, and passed through the Daqingfeng Mountain, which was difficult to climb in the Deification Realm, and we were not far from Liuxian City.
"Tap tap tap..."
Elf warriors riding sika deers stepped on endless water drops in the death swamp and rushed towards Liuxian City at high speed.
King Duowen is not only the top master of Tianyan in the Celestial Race, but also one of the Four Great Vajras of the Buddhist Kingdom, and also the superhero of the Celestial Race after Emperor Shaktian.
If this person is killed, it is estimated that the fate of the Celestial Race will be greatly reduced.
Not only the Celestial Race, but also the Buddhist Kingdom will probably suffer a downfall.
Nestefen and the 30,000 elven warriors suddenly felt hot in their hearts.
Is it because you don’t want to do the thing of killing Duo Wen Tian Wang? If you are not crazy, it is a waste of time! What’s more, it is to protect your family and country and kill the enemy chiefs!
Boom..., endless deer hooves hit the flat ground outside Liuxian City, and endless dust rose.
This army of elves set out from Hasiang City and arrived at Liuxian City in just a moment. They are all elven warriors in the deified realm.
In an instant, the four gates of Liuxian City were all filled with a huge green torrent. Although the elves were extremely fast, it took a lot of time for 30,000 people to move through the four gates.
To the east of the exquisite waterside pavilion in the center of Liuxian City, in front of a cave teleportation formation, the figure of Duowen Tianwang, a golden warrior, sat quietly cross-legged.
The green-robed soldiers a few feet away in front of them turned over and got off the sika deer one by one, with large green shields surrounding them.
On top of the south gate city in the distance, Elder Nysteffen narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked here quietly.
On the top of the city in the four directions, figures of green-robed soldiers were running towards each fighting position. For a moment, the figures were so graceful and dazzling.
After a long time, all the green soldiers had arrived at the corresponding positions, but the entire Liuxian City became silent.
Quiet, so quiet that you can even hear the thump, thump of your own heartbeat.
King Duowen looked at the green warriors in front of him with his eyes. He stood up slowly and pointed his golden halberd at each of the elven warriors one by one.
"You, native chickens and wags!"
But the thousands of green-robed soldiers surrounding him stared at King Duo Wen, and no one said a word.
King Duowen was suddenly startled and murmured: "Oh, military discipline is strict, not bad, not bad!"
"Send the order, attack."
On top of the south city gate, Elder Nysstephen's clear voice slowly sounded. The green pennant in his hand was gently waving by the messenger soldier beside him.
"Huo!"
The green-robed warriors all turned towards King Duowen and let out a thundering roar!