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There was a gray area below. At this time, purple and red light flashed, and more than ten thousand figures surged like ants, moving chariots, forming military formations, and killing sounds shook the sky.

About a hundred miles away from the gray area, the lonely peak stands.

The four-foot long sword was inserted straight on the top of the peak, facing the moon wheel at high altitude, extending out dark lines of varying lengths, slowly flowing with time.

The king of Cang was wearing heavy armor, his blood-red cloak was waving in the wind. His huge body, which was more than a squat-shou, was another sharp sword, standing tall on the cliff, still standing tall.

The military marquis behind him worshipped the guardian god and knelt down on the ground, and more than ten people were silent, but they just quietly moved their eyes to the staggered shadows.

In the night, the shadows were blurred and the chaotic lines seemed to have solidified, but in their eyes, they were like two heavy wheels that rumbled over, which could crush them to pieces at any time.

The Wheel of Time just passed by as fast as it was, when it moved to the next square.

When the purple light flashed in the sky, the guards of the purple eagle of the heaven came in the air and shouted from afar:

"The Central Army of Longxiang Guard broke into the void corridor..."

The aura of everyone on the lonely cliff rose, and most of them showed joy. Only the blood-red pupils of the Mang Cang King stared at the Supervisor coldly until the Supervisor said the next sentence:

"Gao Fengbo was killed in battle, General Zimang was seriously injured, Yan Bingfeng was weak, please make a decision."

The cold moonlight was like a knife wheel, cutting off all the floating and flying thoughts, and the silence enveloped the lonely cliff.

The bloody eyes of the Cang Cang King were slightly dozed. After a moment, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

When everyone in the rear saw this, they were shocked and spoke out:

"Your Majesty, no."

"Your Majesty, the void corridor is extremely fragile, and it is the limit to accommodate the army and the two masters of the Tribulation of Laws..."

"If the King takes action personally, the corridor will be broken, and within ten years, you will never want to step into the true realm."

"Yes, my king, our army's rear strength is still long, not to mention that the vanguard broke in, but the savages could speed up consolidation of the corridor at all costs. As long as we upgrade to another level, great things can be accomplished."

"I am willing to go to supervise the battle in person, regardless of the cost, and be sure to kill the female cultivator."

While the crowd was in full swing and showing all its loyalty, the king of Mang Cang smiled coldly, all the noises behind him disappeared, and he was the only one who spoke slowly:

"According to the algorithm of the True Realm, it is now ten hours later, and a million powerful troops have advanced only twenty miles before the Void Corridor.

"The commander General Marquis was killed or injured more than thirty times, and the rest were countless.

"There is also a real female cultivator on the opposite side. Hey, hehe!"

At first, I was still sarcastic, but there was a loud laughter behind me, but the laughter was cold and cold, and it was frozen all directions.

In the laughter, someone finally relied on his identity and defended him:

"It was not the king's misjudgment, it was actually this man who deliberately destroyed the void corridor..."

Before he finished speaking, the blood-red cloak swept away, and cut it from the man's neck. The man's head rolled down, his blood and blood soared into the sky, and the corpse was on the spot.

Everyone on the lonely cliff knelt on the ground again, silent as a cicada.

The laughter of the Cang Cang King stopped, and his tone did not change at all:

"Now that a hundred kings and princes are all attacking the true world, I command this partial army, transfer to the five realms, and open up a void corridor here, waiting to enter the true world and get a merit. However, the opportunity for the fight has been lost and is destined to be a laughing stock..."

At this time, no one dared to speak again and forced himself to comfort him, but the tone of the Mang Cang King turned soft:

"Even if you can't attack the True Realm, you will laugh at the future generations, but it will be a pleasure to see the true realm talents and kill them. Everyone, let me go and send a journey to this female hero."

All the generals obeyed the orders.

King Mangcang smiled again and pulled out his four-foot long sword. He was shocked in the air. The sharp blade that he had fought with him for thousands of years was shattered like powder.

At the same time, what was crushed was the vaguely visible gray area under the three bright moons that were as short as a short chain, and the shaking void corridor in the middle.

More than ten thousand dragons were killed and injured in an instant, and thousands of people fell from the sky screaming.

The king of Mang Cang was reluctant to look at it, but just stared at the female crown that was stained with blood and still standing in the void after the clouds and smoke were dissipated.

Under the reflection of three bright moons, the tragic battle in the void corridor was no longer traceable, and at the same time, the only path to the true realm was wiped out.

The king of Cang stared at the bloody eyes and saw that although the female crown had a dead end, she looked plain. She held a long sword in her hand and surrounded her body like a fish. The sword intention was not sharp, but it was gurgling, wandering, endlessly, and in this rushing nature, there was unpredictable tenacity.

"Although internal laws are established, external laws are born together, they are really just realm of real people."

King Mangcang opened his palms. Without the protection of the void corridor, he, a powerful man who "made his own domain", killed the real person, and was really just in his hands.

His original idea was just to hold the five fingers together to crush the muscles, bones, meridians of the woman's body, torture her will, destroy her pride, and then make up for it.

But before he was about to hold it, he found that the female crown was integrated into the inside and outside of the body, meaning its tendons, ambition was its bones, qi and blood were in harmony, and the spirit became a law. He could have absolutely strong power to smash it into powder, but if he wanted to capture and humiliate it, he would not think about it.

"Are the true figures, right now?"

The bloody eyes of the Cang Cang King cut across the shoulder of the woman crown, looking at the void that had no trace. I really don’t know how many talents there are like the woman crown in that world.

He slowly bent his fingers, his five fingers closed to his palm in sequence, and the void swayed, and the moon wheels in the sky were blurred.

The sword light swimming outside the female crown immediately let out a whine, and the swimming range was reduced by 80%. However, its trajectory still turned into a smooth spiral tangent, and finally re-defined into a perfect circle.

The king of Mang Cang smiled at the sky: "That woman's crown is reported to the name of the sect. I will use this lonely peak to build a monument for you as a tomb and remember it in the future."

The female crown's eyes were as plain as water, without saying a word, and the long sword in her hand stood up, forming a thoughtful momentum. Her body was actually in the twisted and broken void turbid current, and she remained motionless.

The ring-shaped king raised his fingers, and the whole body of the woman crown was splattering blood, under the moonlight, like smoke and fog.

But she still stood in the void, her sword force was in mind, she would not advance or retreat!

On the lonely peak, all the generals' worships changed slightly.

The King of Mang Cang used his strength to suppress it, lure it with his reputation, and intimidate it with his power, but he could not shake the woman's thoughts even at all.

Don’t bow your knees, have no pride, or even seek cathartic heroism, just plain and make the most reasonable and appropriate choice.

How many people have seen this kind of tenacity in the plainness and the tranquility of ignoring life, death, fame and fortune in the Zhaoxuan Holy Realm over the past million years?

The bloody eyes of the Cang Cang King were clumping, and a truly happy smile appeared on the corners of his lips:

"If you kill this talent, you will eventually gain something if you lose this."

The middle finger index finger and thumb closed at the same time, and the void in the Sanqi Realm made a violent moan. The distance between the three moon wheels was abnormally closer. The void collapsed violently, and the fragments flew around like a hurricane. The center of the collapse was the female crown.

In the irresistible power of the void collapse, the magic sword outside his body collapsed, and the sharp sword in his hand shattered. The female crown knew that the limit had reached. She looked up slightly, her eyes were hazy moonlight, and her inexplicable mood suddenly came. Her face, which had been as plain as water, had a faint smile.

...I am sad that I have been in a thousand years of prosperity, and I shake hands without cause, and I speak with my heart.

When this sentence flows through my heart, the turbid moonlight is inexplicably quiet, the light is bright and transparent, like a veil curtain, or like the sea water flowing, the rippling light spreads, and the cracked void is calmed down, but it is the sky and the sea color, the waves are calm and the wind is stable, so how can there be hurricane?

The drama of the bloody eyes of the Bang Cang King.

At this moment, the surroundings of the female crown were calm, and the hurricane that swept through the vast world, but the crescent that had collapsed out of nowhere under the moonlight, the lonely peaks under her feet collapsed layer by layer, and the priests of the generals were thrown away and jumping around, making a mess.

The majestic king's body remained motionless, staring at the clear moonlight.

In the clear light, a shadow was shaking up sharply. In an instant, there was a corner of a majestic city and a towering fairy mountain that broke through the void and rushed into the Three-Rail Realm.

The void was torn apart and turbulent for thousands of miles. The millions of troops gathered nearby, even if they had military formations to protect each other, they were still dead and injured, and it was difficult to reorganize.

As for the female crown, it was a little ahead and turned into the moonlight, without a trace.

The Cang Cang King was slightly in a trance:

This is Taixiao Divine Court, Yu Zu personally came to reads; he was defeated, completely defeated... But he still doesn't know the title of the woman.

Once this thought arises, it cannot be stopped. He laughed hoarsely and shouted at the giant city that was thundering:

"Who will Mangcang be defeated in this battle?"

A long laughed in the city, but a man responded:

"The sword gall is flawless, Li Chen Mengwei, King Mang Cang will remember it!"

True Realm, Lichen Sect, Dream Wei.

In the battle of Sanhui, King Zhaoxuan, Mang Cang, secretly formed an internal response, and sent a million troops to break through the boundary. Li Chen Mengwei met with him, and he had only one sword to resist the enemy in the void corridor, killing two real men commanders and robbing one Marquis of the Dharma Army. The Mang Cang army was unable to advance in half a day, with more than 10,000 casualties and all the fighter opportunities were lost. Yu Zu praised his "sword and courage", and King Mang Cang personally wrote a portrait to record it.

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