"Squadron 99, go to the battlefield first to observe and see how strong it is."

The imperial envoy Luo Yun said lightly that on such a large-scale battlefield, individual power is not as strong as a group, unless it is a god, but generally, God will not come on stage until the final stage.

The next morning, the sky turned white just as the fish belly turned white, and Wang Dachun and the others set off. The city lord Yun Tian took out a magical artifact to break the wind boat, and everyone boarded the boat.

It is worthy of being a flying artifact. It doesn’t seem crowded if you sit in millions of cultivators at one time. Only the jade gourd can compare to Wang Dachun.

The imperial envoy Luo Yun was not listed here and left the night before.

The Wind Boat is like a huge super battleship flying in the clouds. Three days later, the Wind Boat shocked in the sky and landed directly in a mountainous mountain.

Yuntian should first get off the Bofeng Boat, "Okay, the destination has arrived, everyone should come down, every squadron is lined up, don't be messed up!"

However, it is impossible to say that you are not confused. These are all casual cultivators in society. They have not undergone special training, and they are all rebellious. It is impossible to think about not messing around!

It was a mess, which made Yuntian frown.

But soon Yuntian's eyes lit up, because Wang Dachun's 99 team was neat and tidy from beginning to end, without any confusion.

Yuntian patted Wang Dachun on the shoulder and smiled, "Wang Dachun, you are very good, Team 99 is good, we are our role model."

Wang Dachun smiled faintly, "The City Lord has gone too far."

Yuntian encouraged: "I hope that your team 99 will continue to take the lead in our leadership, kill more enemies, bring glory to our God Realm, and glory to our Fancheng!"

At that moment, Yuntian brought a million troops into the Demon Ridge. In a huge valley, Wang Dachun saw countless troops stationed, with more tents than the clouds in the sky.

There is not much in the divine world, it is just a lot of people.

The million troops in Fancheng are nothing here.

It seemed that Wang Dachun could hear the sound of shouting and killing faintly, and there was also a feeling of shaking the mountain.

When Xiao Sha arrived here, everyone put away their hip-hop expressions and became solemn. There was no drama on the battlefield, and life was extremely fragile here.

Wang Dachun handed a soul-suppressing monument to Shangguan Wan'er and instructed: "Sister Wan'er, this is a soul-suppressing monument, which has a strong effect on the gods. If you give it a little sacrifice and take it with you, it will protect yourself at critical moments."

"Yes." Shangguan Wan'er put away the soul-suppressing monument and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Chun, you are so nice to me."

Wang Dachun smiled bitterly, "I'll take you out and have fun. If something happens, how can I explain to my uncle?"

Soon, everyone entered the valley. The general in charge here was a powerful man at the level of the Saint King, Wei Qing, the general of the cavalry of Daluo Kingdom.

Wang Dachun and the others were arranged to station, and Yuntian personally led the team to station. However, Wang Dachun saw that most of the tents were empty. I guess the soldiers had gone to the battlefield, and perhaps some of them would never come back.

Wang Dachun sighed, hoping that there will never be war in this world.

However, if you want to avoid a war, you must have the strength to stand at the top of the world to stop the war.

Fortunately, everyone is a monk and does not need food or grass. They are meditating on the ground and waiting for orders at any time.

At dusk, a sudden firecracker woke everyone up from meditation. Wang Dachun stood up and said, "It's time to fight, everyone prepare."

Sure enough, in a short while, Yuntian's voice sounded, "There is an order above to let our soldiers in Fancheng go to the battlefield. This time, as the general, and the other saints, as military generals, everyone will set out with me!"

The so-called generals are like seeing the appearance of the Immortal God Clan at the level of a saint, so they go up to the battlefield, and the main force is Wang Dachun and others.

Wang Dachun has naturally seen what a million troops were dispatched at the same time, but many others have never seen it. Some people feel excited when they see this kind of scene.

Suddenly, locusts flew towards the Demon Valley. This was a grand canyon that was bottomless. There were many demons, but now they were all destroyed.

It is said that it was originally an ancient battlefield, but later it became the base camp of the Immortal Clan.

"Go and go down into the crack." Yun Tian flew into the crack first. It was very dark here. In addition, it was dusk, and it became even darker. There was clouds and mist inside, adding a bit of mystery.

However, everyone is not afraid of having so many people. The huge masculine aura directly forms a huge aura, even if ghosts see it, they will turn around and run away.

It had been falling for thousands of meters before Wang Dachun and the others fell to the bottom of the valley. It was already pitch black, but Wang Dachun and the others could hear the shouts of killing inside and there were fierce fighting sounds.

Everyone entered the ancient battlefield through a huge portal. This portal was made by the gods in the divine world with great magic power, but now it has been damaged, so it must have been destroyed by the powerful power of the gods.

As soon as everyone entered, a team rushed out, "Our Heifeng City retreated first, and leave it to you Fancheng."

The lord of Black Wind City, Zhao Gang, had his hair loose at this moment, his clothes were torn and blood on his body. I don’t know if it was his own or the enemy’s, but he looked a little embarrassed.

The subordinates were even more miserable, and they all looked tired.

It turns out that every city here implements a defense change, almost one city and one city, with the purpose of consuming the troops of the Immortal Clan.

Yuntian nodded, "Okay! Lord Zhao, you go back and rest first. Now it's our turn to Fancheng!"

"Be careful, Lord Yuncheng, there are many elites coming to the Immortal Clan this time, don't be careless!"

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, he flew out with his men. Wang Dachun looked at it and there were less than 100,000 people left. In other words, if there were as many soldiers from Heifeng City as Fan City, the losses would be at least more than 90%.

It is conceivable how tragic the war was.

Yun Tian waved his hand, "Everyone follows me and kills the grandsons of the Immortal God Clan!" It can be said that the God Realm is the main force to resist the Immortal God Clan. For example, Wang Dachun had a small fight in the Xuanhuang World before, and it was almost like a child playing house.

The God Realm has recently fought with the Demon Realm and has severely insufficient troops. Otherwise, there would have been no place to mobilize masters to resist the Immortal Gods.

Wang Dachun and his friends arrived at the center of the battlefield and soon saw the army of gods.
Chapter completed!