The alien alliance is ready to go, with countless golden elixirs and Yuan Ying's momentum soaring into the sky.
Just looking at it from a distance makes me shudder.
The primitive people in the crowd looked at the people around them.
Thinking about that figure last night, I couldn't help but shake my head for a long time.
It seems that he is not inside the alliance army. But that person's aura is very strange.
It gave him a more familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Listening to the shouts of the alliance army, Saint Son of Hell is boosting the morale of the army.
Those words sounded like those pyramid schemes in the Zhuxia Federation.
Very hot-blooded, very hot-blooded, no wonder he can lead the alliance's army as the so-called supreme commander.
The war drums resounded throughout the world, making people's blood boil.
Warm.
"Step into Linyuan!"
"Long live the Allies!"
"Step into Linyuan!"
"Long live the Allies!"
Looking at the allies below with a satisfied look on their faces, the representatives of all worlds were very excited at this moment.
If this battle is won, the resources that will be obtained will be endless.
Can cultivate many strong men for their world.
"Attack!" followed Ming Lu's command.
The mighty army was heading towards Lingyuan's final base camp, and a thick murderous aura permeated the allied forces, making it daunting.
As a representative of one world, Yuan Yu certainly does not set off with the army. As one of the leaders, he has a special means of transportation.
In fact, Yuan Yuan also complained before that there are also sedan chairs in this other world.
This special means of transportation made me feel that I was living in an old society and was an exploiting class landlord.
However, the display quality is still quite high.
Looking at the representatives from other worlds, there was no resistance, and I couldn't be too pretentious.
So he got on the sedan chair.
I have to say that the sedan chair carried by the cultivators is really stable and has no bumps at all.
Through the window, Yuan looked at the scenery outside.
However, because there were too many troops, the scenery along the way was not visible.
In a daze, Yuan Yuan seemed to notice a trace of energy fluctuation, which was exactly the one from last night.
Why are you here?
Yuan Yu frowned, looked in the direction of the energy, and was immediately stunned.
There......
This is where the sedan chair of Saint Son of Hell is located.
At this moment, Yuan Yuan fell into deep thought, because he really couldn't figure out why Ming Lu wanted to kill other saints.
He also didn't know what Ming Lu would do in this battle.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and kept looking at her for a long time before closing the curtains of the sedan.
It's quite interesting.
"Ming Lu, Ming Lu, what do you want to do in the demon world? What conspiracy do you have?" Yuan Yuan closed his eyes and left everything behind.
Even if there is a conspiracy, so what?
Time passed very quickly, or it could be said that the march was very fast.
"My lords, the Misty Holy Land is almost here." Several reports came from outside the sedan.
arrive?
So fast.
Yuan Yuan was the first person to get off the sedan chair, and walked slowly to the side of the army. He raised his head and could see it from a distance.
Towering and ancient palaces stand deep in the sky.
A trace of aura surrounded the hall, accompanied by clouds.
At first glance, I felt that this was a holy land for cultivation. According to my original Feng Shui talent, I could see through the Feng Shui of the holy land at a glance.
The immortal caressed my head, and my hair was knotted, so I could live forever.
The descriptions in ancient poems can well reflect what a mortal would be able to sigh when seeing this majestic momentum.
I have to say, this is a paradise for immortals.
It would be fine if it was from a well-known and upright sect, but where are there any famous and upright sects in Lingyuan?
It's all sanctimonious.
It's a pity that this Feng Shui has happened. After this battle, everything here will disappear.
All people, all things, everything!
A cold glint flashed in Yuan's eyes, and a murderous aura filled the air around him.
Some of the saints who had just gotten off the sedan were a little confused about Yuan's sudden murderous intent.
How deep is this hatred?
The murderous intention didn't even stop.
However, after all, we are all saints of the same party, so we should be more knowledgeable about worldly affairs, and we should never ask about personal grudges.
No one noticed that there was also a Holy Son among the crowd, and he also revealed his murderous intention.
Astonishingly, he is the Holy Son of Xuantian of the Shencheng World!
At that moment, Yuan Yuan and Holy Son Xuantian's eyes met.
The looks in their eyes were both meaningful.
"Killing intention?" Holy Son Xuantian secretly speculated in his heart and fell into a deep thought.
"Is it the same experience as me?" Holy Son Xuantian glanced at Yuan Yuan, but he really didn't say anything.
After a long time, the murderous aura in the original body gradually disappeared, but it still gave people a very sharp feeling.
God becomes the world?
It's interesting. Yuan Yuan was very sensitive to the murderous aura in Holy Son Xuantian, but he really wasn't too surprised.
From the looks of it, there are quite a lot of enemies in this world of Lingyuan.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a serious face flew over.
"Report! The advance army has begun fighting!"
It finally begins!
The moment they heard about the battle, everyone showed no expression. After all, it had just begun.
"Everyone, start the attack according to the original plan." After listening to the report, Ming Lu looked at the others and said slowly.
There was no delay, everyone led their own army and started to attack according to the original plan.
Yuan Yu did not leave with them. The final battle would of course take place on the largest battlefield.
He proposed this personally. Although Ming Lu was surprised, he didn't say anything.
So together with the original, there were three people attacking on the largest battlefield.
Glancing at Holy Son Xuantian, Yuan Yuan shook his head slightly and followed Ming Lu to the place of battle.
Death is always common in the world of the law of the jungle.
The noise of the battlefield was accompanied by the sounds of clashing swords, and the atmosphere was very chilling.
Death, blood.
Countless shouts intertwined in this world, which was even more frightening than the annihilation of the sect before the primitive times.
The dance of swords dyed the earth red, and murderous aura rippled around every monk. If he didn't pay attention, his body would die and his body would disappear.
From the high mountaintop, overlooking the battlefield, the battle was really fierce.
"Why are your hands itchy?" Ming Lu looked at Yuan's appearance and seemed a little eager to try.
"I want to kill someone." Although there were only four words, the murderous intent contained in these four words shocked even Ming Lu.
The best way to avenge plane hatred is to avenge it with your own hands.
"You don't have to wait long, they are almost here." Ming Lu said slowly, staring at the battlefield.
After all, low-level battlefields are too much of a waste of time.
Hearing this sentence, my original thoughts moved and I looked into the distance.
You can vaguely see that there seems to be an extraordinary spiritual power coming from a distance.
Feeling the nature of the spiritual energy, he should be a native of Lingyuan.
It seems that this is the person Ming Lu said he could kill without waiting long.
The speed was still too slow. Yuan Yuan felt a little disgusted with these Lingyuan masters who were speeding over. There was a strange light in their eyes.