The short period of peace in the north ended, and the western camp made a comeback again.
This time they were angry. God-Kings who were powerful at the level of Holy Lords all came. This time they no longer hid but rode their respective mounts in the void, exuding supreme power and looking down at all living beings.
More than twenty god-king-level experts appeared, and the coercion they gathered together was so terrifying that the soldiers on the front line all turned pale, not because of fear, but because they were overwhelmed by the power emanating from them.
To.
As for the Great Wall in the North, there is no Holy Lord who can fight against the God King. There is a huge gap between the two sides.
Mr. Fu said to the people of the major forces: "Everyone, you are dead with cold lips and teeth. Once the iron hooves of the West step into the land of Kyushu, can you still live a stable life? This is a moment of life and death. Please also ask the Holy Lord behind you.
Let the strong take action."
The faces of these people are also extremely serious, but what should I do if the Holy Master dies in battle here? This is no joke.
Mr. Fu is also doing his best. Even if a powerful person of the Holy Lord level does not appear, they will still fight to the end and swear not to be slaves to the subjugation of the country.
In the western camp, a man driving a carriage came to the outside of the Great Wall, looked down at everyone from above, and said arrogantly: "Despicable Kyushu people, I give you one hour to surrender, otherwise you will suffer catastrophe."
"Hmph, you are so loud. Don't think we are really afraid of you. Believe it or not, I will slap you to death."
Li Qingcheng stepped forward and said sternly: "Go back and tell your people that the people of Jiuzhou will fight to the end and will never back down."
"There was a time when you, the eight major Western civilizations, also tried to invade my land of Kyushu, but we killed you to pieces and left nothing behind." An old man sneered repeatedly.
The Western envoy's eyebrows flashed with displeasure: "If you don't know what is good or bad, then you just accept the anger between us."
Following Li Qingcheng's order, millions of soldiers were ready, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.
"Grandma, I'll be the first to charge." Li Erniu walked to the front line wearing the Black God armor and carrying a giant ax.
Half an hour later, an angel from the west flew over and shouted: "Several god kings discussed how about sending ten young heroes to fight. Let's see what your younger generation is capable of. Do you dare?"
Regarding this condition, the Eastern camp has no choice. If they really want to go to war, they will definitely lose. However, if they can delay time, they will definitely find a way or get the powerful Holy Lords to fight.
"Okay, we accept the challenge."
"No problem. The bones of the people sent by both sides must not exceed thirty years old, so it will start in ten minutes."
The two sides did not mention the conditions, because they knew very well that fighting was inevitable no matter which side won or lost. The reason why the West did this was to give the young generation of the West a chance to temper themselves. The best way to become stronger was to fight and to step on the young generation of the East.
Underfoot.
Who among the younger generation of Dongfang can take action, and the bone age cannot exceed thirty years old. There are countless years, Ye Lan is over thirty, and the same is true for the senior sister Yan Bing, so the only ones left are Ling Fei, Ling Shuang, Situ Yanran and the others.
Of course, there are also the proud sons of the major forces, but they will not let their heirs go to war.
Just when everyone was in despair, several figures appeared in the void, and a terrifying aura swept around them. They were the Holy Lord-level powerhouses of the major forces.
"Huh, don't worry, you gentlemen of the East. This is the land of Kyushu. You are still here. How can we, the elders, be such cowards?" said the old man of the Beiming family.
Beimingzun took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "I've met grandpa!"
"Zun'er, you are going to join the battle this time and let me see what you are capable of." Beiming Yiming said.
Many old guys recognized it. This old guy from the Beiming family was Ning Fan's grandfather, Beiming Wushuang's father, and the old guy from the Beiming family. His strength was at the quasi-sage level, but who dared to say that he could only fight
A quasi-sage.
"Hey, this battle is inevitable, let's fight." A Holy Lord said with great fighting spirit.