MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 349. Guess

The 394th guess

The news of the defeat of the front line passed to the rear, and the world was shocked. This is the first defeat of the Yaozu after the spontaneous war. The loss is so heavy that it is far beyond imagination.

In the previous battle, the demon army went smoothly. The repairer not only withdraws from the blood world, but also loses the number of circles. But now it seems calm, the repairers are not ruined, they lose only the lowest sects, the real elite is not damaged.

The demon's defeat, the loss, is the war demon above the soul period.

The same is the kind of soul period, there is a huge gap between the ordinary demon and the war demon. This is not obvious when it comes to single-on-one, but it will be reflected in collective operations. Even if it is a local army, it takes at least five years of training to form a combative force.

What's more, the Legion of Fire is still a regular legion directly under the Presbyterian Church.

No one thought that the defender’s counterattack was so fierce and sharp. If you don’t shoot, you will be like a thunder.

When the front line is like a broken bamboo, the atmosphere at the rear has been very relaxed. However, the news of the defeat came back, and the atmosphere in the rear suddenly became dignified.

The fierce fire regiment of the inflamed adult is known for its bravery, and even the whole army is annihilated. How strong is the enemy’s input?

The Yaozu thinks of this, and the defenders have been fighting for three thousand years. For three thousand years, even if the **** world is no longer suitable for the defenders to fight, they will be as familiar as their own back garden.

The brilliance of the hand is constantly flashing, and the left is not careful.

Oh, the light is annihilated.

Zuo Mo shook his head, still not. He tried to recall the feeling that he finally captured on the day of touching the palm of his hand, and he felt faintly, but he couldn’t say why. He knows that this is his deep understanding, the vague feelings, and the need for more accumulation.

When do you seem to be looking for a little red?

Poor is like a fire, but also the number one, but because of the redness, he is affectionately called Xiaohonghong. If he heard this nickname, he was absolutely crazy on the spot.

Originally intended to hone his own magic through the prison battlefield, see no clue, left no intention to sharpen.

As long as he does not touch the battle of imprisonment, Shaoguan is quite easy for him.

Soon, he was qualified to enter the third prison.

I thought about it. Today, I spent almost the same time in the ten-finger prison. The gods swept the mark of the gods and found that both Cangze and Nanxun were on the way to the wild animal board.

When Zuo Mo found Cangze and Nanxun, they found that the two were unhappy and their faces were full of worried colors.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Mo asked strangely: "What happened?"

Cang Ze whispered the news of the defeat of the front line, and Nanxun also showed the color of worry. They are ultimately living in the demon world, the demon army is defeated, and their lives will only get worse. It’s hard to live to see hope and hope. If the demon world is turbulent, under the nest, what is the end?

After listening to Cang Ze’s words, Zuo Mo stayed in the same place, and his heart was only shocked.

After a long time, he came back to God.

The first reaction is, how is it possible?

He personally saw the power of the demon army, the heaven and the moon, the hills, and the repairer was not defeated? Those big sects on weekdays, when they heard the demon army coming, smelled the wind and retired, and returned to the Ming Tao world like a funeral dog. Since then, Zuo Mo has lost confidence in Kunlun. Even the current Suzaku Camp and the Wei Camp, in the eyes of Zuo Mo, are not as good as those who are elite.

Now, Cangze heard that the demon army was defeated by the repairers.

So the powerful demon army was defeated? Still being beaten by others at home?

When I heard that the total number of casualties was as high as 12,000, I didn’t know what to say.

The original repairer also has a strong...

He did not believe it, but he knew that Cang Ze and Nan Yan would never lie to him.

Such a dazzling victory is enough to completely subvert the image of the shackles of the sects of the left. Suddenly surprised, the details of those big sects may not be as he imagined.

But when he was in his heart, he couldn't help but feel strange.

The weak performance of the former nuns was unusually eye-catching under this victory.

The contrast between the two is simply a cloud.

Is it... is it...

The left Mo Yan hole squatted, his body stiffened in place, and a chill slid up his spine.

Show the enemy weak?

The four words are like lightning, tearing his heart.

His face is changing.

In the domain of numbers, countless sects are used as bait... too crazy!

His spirit was awkward and he lost his anger.

If this is the case, then the planner of this plan is a madman! An out-and-out madman!

Zuo Mo lost his soul and returned to the camp.

The gray mist in the sky is constantly shrinking toward the middle, and the giant's figure is constantly shrinking and becoming more and more clear.

When it was completely presented in front of everyone, the camper again rang the sound of cold air.

An extremely strange giant is suspended in the air. The height of twenty feet is like a hill. It has three heads that face in three directions, each with a different expression. There are glare, a smile, and a closed eye. Six arms or sputum prints, or both hands.

The boundless majesty, like the invisible air waves, slaps the hearts of everyone.

Looking at the behemoth in the sky, Yizheng’s face is like white paper, and the pupils lose their cloud focal length, muttering subconsciously.

"Dragon Elephant Daga..."

Zuo Mo returned to the camp, and Zong Rujie was nearing the end.

He glanced at Zongru’s position, and he was shocked first, and immediately showed the color of joy. But soon, this joy, quickly swallowed by the thick haze, his face turned gloomy, calling everyone to his tent.

The atmosphere in the camp was suppressed and everyone’s face was extremely bad. The message that Zuo Mo brought from the Ten Commandments was full of shock, and everyone was silent.

"We are fishing baits."

Gongsun’s eyes narrowed, his fingers slid across his cheeks, his shy face, and it was covered with frost.

"If this is really their plan, then they will have follow-up plans." Gongsun sentiment continued, his voice was cold, like an ice block, like a scorpion like autumn water, at this time full of murderous: " Those who are discouraged in such a layout will definitely not just want to seek such a small victory."

"Damn!" Xie Shan whispered, his eyes screaming and his face screaming.

Other eyes of the repairers who came out of the hills were red. Like the repairers who finally survived the hills of hell, there is no one. No one feels deeper than they feel, and each of them climbs out of the dead.

No one questioned the speculation of the grandson.

Wei Sheng's black and bright scorpion swords are surging and his face is blue. When he was accompanying Lin Qian, they were a little strange when they returned to Jiandong. Lin Qian’s guards had a good strength and they had such strength. Why didn’t they keep the heavens and the moon? Instead, he gave the sky and the moon to the demon army.

At this time, the two compared, he only understood. Strong anger and disgust, suddenly filled his chest. The inner body of the sword is sensed, and it is rushing through the body.

Kunlun ruled the entire Kunlun. Every martial art needs to pay taxes to Kunlun. Part of their income must flow to Kunlun, become a spar, become a material, used for the cultivation of Kunlun disciples, for the daily consumption of Kunlun.

but……

The tentacles in the tents were surging and the atmosphere was extremely suppressed.

Zuo Mo, who has been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his face, as if nothing was done, showing a bright smile: "Everyone is doing a good job! If they really do, hey, naturally, there is a chance to slowly count with them."

"hurry up!"

"The whole army is accelerating! It is necessary to reach the defense line within twenty-four hours!"

Every demon army showed a tired color on their faces. They received orders. In order to get to the **** world as soon as possible, they almost used all the power.

"General, we are about to enter the **** world."

As the head of the Frost Corps, he was in his prime, but as early as twenty years ago, he became a golden warrior. The experience of being in charge of an army for twenty years has made him faintly showing signs of breaking through. As one of the characters of the aboriginal year of the aquarium, his future is also widely optimistic.

Hygiene is cautious, the fighting style is steady, and there are very few mistakes.

The Presbyterian sent him to the fire this time, and he hoped that he would be able to stabilize the situation quickly, so as not to be defeated.

Looking at the front of the vast expanse of the **** fog, I am silent. The team continued to pass by him and plunged into the blood. The adjutant stood quietly beside him and did not bother.

"Do you know the origins of the blood world?" He asked.

Vice-Chancellor Christine said: "Three thousand years ago, we were defeated. In order to withstand the defenders' offensive, the four major kings are bound by their physical body, with the seven-center boundary as the axis and the forty-nine small circles as the screen. ""

He said with a few words: "Yes, the flesh and blood of our ancestors, I hope it will protect us from returning safely."

The adjutant was amazed: "Don't the adults be optimistic about our trip?"

"The other side must have a backhand." He shook his head: "The destruction of the Legion of Fire is not accidental. The destruction of a legion, at least a medium-scale battle, does not mobilize enough power, how can the other party not be able to smash the fire army. ”

The adjutant's face could not help but reveal the color of worry. He followed the chief for many years, and the adults almost never targeted.

Noticing the look of the adjutant, he smiled and said: "Don't be nervous. The water comes to the ground, the soldiers will stop, we should be more careful."

"It’s a subordinate heart." The adjutant quickly responded.

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The adjutant was stunned: "Yes!"