After killing Linghou and others, Brother Cheng became much quieter.

The three legions under the command of the Marquis of Ling had already fled, and the only one left was the Eighth Legion.

Since the surrounding turbid demons were basically cleared, they only encountered turbid demons twice in the next ten days.

It was still Jiang Cheng who did it alone, which was relaxed and pleasant.

Unfortunately, I did not encounter the fourth-level turbid demon in the last two times.

Following them, the Songyan Supreme was already numb.

He now deeply understood the meaning of Jiang Cheng's original sentence-the front line no longer needs you.

At this point, the Tianle Army's front defense zone was tens of billions of miles deep, and it was already considered that the existence of the turbid demon was gone.

The coach Jiang Cheng finished his work alone.

On the other side, the Third and Fourth Legions also achieved extraordinary results under the leadership of Xiang Li.

They fought bloody battles and wiped out 230 first-level turbid demons, 42 second-level turbid demons, and two third-level turbid demons.

Such a record would not have been achieved in the past without hundreds of thousands of years.

The reason why this time it can be concentrated in one month is because of the overdraft-type play of the two legions regardless of casualties.

To put it bluntly, it is to fill it with human life.

After three consecutive battles, the two legions have lost more than 2,000 troops.

In addition, tens of thousands of people were injured.

This is something that hasn't happened in hundreds of millions of years before.

For this army of 100,000 people, it was considered a serious injury.

Xiang Li's heart was bleeding, but he was still full of fighting spirit.

"For honor, to defend the dignity of the Third and Fourth Legions, and to suppress the so-called coach, these sacrifices are worth it!"

Meng Lin and the commanders beside him nodded fiercely.

"Yes, after I go back this time, I will put the dog-head flag on the head of the Eighth Legion with my own hands!"

"Waste is waste, and it will never be changed."

"I want to see, what else can that kid say?"

"Swelling his face made him unable to raise his head at Tianlejun!"

"The coach was beaten by the immortal general, and he still has the nerve to stay there?"

Yin Ping, who was a witness, smiled bitterly.

Can you quietly avoid me if you say such words?

I am from Coach Jiang at least.

"I haven't encountered a turbid demon for five consecutive days."

Xiang Li put away his passion, frowned slightly, and fell into thinking.

“This is a little abnormal.”

They are not like Jiang Cheng who is rushing around and searching.

After staying on the front line for so many years, they all know everything about the safe area, where there are likely to be turbid demons, how many there will be, and what their strength is similar.

What's more, most of the time they divide their troops and attack, with a much larger coverage.

This time, in order to achieve a high record as much as possible, they specially selected several areas where there may be turbid demons.

As a result, the first three places were fine, but the turbid demons were gone in the back.

Meng Lin was also a little confused.

"We have all gone deep into the dangerous area that we could not enter before, but it turned out to be calm."

"It's totally wrong!"

"In theory, the deeper you go, the more turbid demons there will be."

Xiang Li nodded slowly.

"Not only that, the turbid air nearby is even lighter than the one behind, which is too abnormal."

Other commanders around also nodded.

"It's indeed abnormal, this shouldn't be."

"I've been here a few years ago. At that time, the turbid air was extremely rich, and there were definitely high-level turbid demons entrenched."

"How come this happens now?"

Someone guessed casually: "Can it be that it was destroyed?"

"How is this possible?"

Meng Lin immediately refuted him.

"This is the depth of our Tianle Army's war zone. Other war zones will not be so kind to come over to help us clean up."

"That's right, they don't dare to come here even if they are so dangerous."

Someone smiled and said, "It's not Jiang Cheng at all, right?"

"At present, they are the only ones who clean up the turbid demons with us in this war zone."

As soon as this guess came out, it immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, just rely on them? You have to have a limit when you are kidding, right?"

"If they dare to come here, their only fate will be to be wiped out."

"The depth of this danger is also what they deserve to step into?"

"In my opinion, there should be a migration inside the turbid demon."

This kind of thing has happened in the front-line war zone.

Although the turbid demon is not very active in normal times, it does not mean that he will never move.

"Then are we going to go deeper?"

Fan Li thought for a moment and finally shook his head.

"It's not appropriate. Now we don't know what's ahead. It's not good if we get caught in a siege."

"There are five days left before the January period, go back!"

With a wave of his hand, the battalions of the two legions were divided and received orders to withdraw at the same time.

So everyone turned around and rushed to the rear position with great victory and returned triumphantly.

Four days later, they returned to their original fort camp.

As soon as I arrived here, I found the bustling nearby.

Everyone looked closely and saw that it was the members of the Fifth and Sixth Legions.

These three legions are already weak in combat, and their state is even worse than before.

They were dejected, and many people still had confusion and residual fear on their faces.

It's not like a legion, it's like a refugee.

When the Third and Fourth Legions came back, many of them even breathed a sigh of relief, as if the guardian god had returned.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Li and others completely relieved.

These three legions had previously gone to war with Jiang Cheng, but now they have become like this. It is conceivable how miserable it is for Jiang Cheng to lead troops this time.

"Where is Jiang Cheng?"

"Where is the Marquis Ling?"

Meng Lin flew over the chaotic camp of the three legions.

His expression suddenly became dark.

"What's the mess?"

"Look at you, do you still have the style that Tianlejun should have?"

The three legions fled back in panic a while ago and were already in a state of dismay.

Many people couldn't help but shrink when he yelled like this.

Fortunately, two commanders flew out on their own initiative.

"Master Jiang, Linghou Xian General and others... have all been killed."

"What?"

Not to mention Meng Lin, even Xiang Li couldn't help but feel shocked.
To be continued...