"Haha, you don't believe it!? So what can we do!?"
Energy bathed in the dragon's energy, fell from the sky, and stepped on Lan Qisheng's chest with his big feet.
"Ling Tian, if you dare to kill me today, I, Xuantian Demon Valley, and I, the Great Wei, will definitely swear to you and the Chu Kingdom and never give up, and you will only die!"
Lan Qisheng burst into tears and sneered.
"It's useless to threaten me. Even if I don't kill you, I still want Da Wei to know who I am, Ling Tian!"
"What's more, you are just trash, what will happen if I kill you!?"
Ling Tian slashed down the Meteoric Sword in his hand, and directly cut off Lan Qicheng's head.
At this point, the first of the nine sons of the Wei Dynasty to die!
"He killed Lan Qisheng!"
"The Nine Sons of Wei, who were famous among the human race, have fallen!"
"This guy is simply a devil!"
At this moment, millions of Wei warriors looked at the dragon figure in the sky with horror.
Who would have thought that the nine sons of the Wei Dynasty would be tortured and killed by Ling Tian like this.
No, not only the nine sons of Wei, but the entire Xuantian Demon Valley were severely humiliated by Ling Tian of the Chu Kingdom!
"Haha, now, does anyone still want to kill me, Ling Tian!?"
"Are the millions of great Wei troops all turned into trash?"
Ling Tian was alone, carrying the Dragon Wings of the Immortal King on his back, holding the Meteor Star Sword in his hand, and looking sternly, as if there was no one around.
There are millions of heroes in front of them, but Ling Tian has not yet taken them into his eyes.
As for the millions of soldiers of the Wei Dynasty who were already leaderless, no one dared to step forward for a while.
They didn't have enough people, but now, one of the Nine Great Wei disciples and three seventh-level immortal kings had died. The remaining sixth-level immortal kings were not enough for Ling Tian to pinch with one finger.
"Haha, since you don't move, then I will move!"
Ling Tian sneered, and the Meteor Star Sword in his hand shook. The next moment, more than 90,000 sword shadows bathed in the fire of the Little Holy Spirit burst out of the body.
Ten Thousand Sword Formation!
The sword formation was like a dragon, like a huge flame mouth that could swallow everything, strangled towards the millions of troops.
"escape!"
Have millions of Wei soldiers ever seen such a scene?
Under such a terrifying sword formation, who can stop it!?
Although they have millions of soldiers, at this time, no one dares to step forward.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
Millions of troops frantically ran towards the rear.
"Bow, rise!"
But at this moment, after the millions of troops, more than 200,000 Chu troops suddenly appeared.
Most of these armies are tigers, wolves, and cavalry.
At the front were 30,000 Mohist troops holding bows and crossbows.
"Rain of arrows, let go!"
Despite a loud shout, dense arrows fell like rain.
In just one round, hundreds of thousands of Wei warriors were killed by crossbows.
The second round of arrow rain followed, and after three rounds, Wei's army, which was like a bereaved dog, was reduced by almost one-third!
And this is just the beginning!
The tiger and wolf cavalry launch a charge, just like tigers entering a flock of sheep and swallowing up mountains and rivers.
The battle lasted for half a day, and endless blood gathered in the Falling Dragon Valley, almost filling it up.
Seen from a distance, it looks like a lake of blood, with evil energy rising to the sky and filling the air for thousands of miles, indicating the cruelty of this battle.
Da Wei has not tasted the taste of failure for a long time.
But this time, he was severely humiliated by Ling Tian!
Luo Yan was suspended above the Dragon Falling Valley alone, using the Luo family's skills to absorb the bloody aura on the battlefield.
She was born to kill.
This sea of blood is her inexhaustible cultivation resource.
Putting away the Panlong Transformation and Meteoric Sword, Ling Tian snorted coldly and descended from the sky.
Facts have proven that the illusion of that day's punishment is wrong.
How could he die at the hands of these nine great Wei disciples!? It was simply a joke.
"Oh, boring, boring, I thought there were such terrible enemies coming. Those fifth-level Immortal Kings of Xuantian Demon Valley, I really can't help but beat them!"
Feng Qixi sighed, obviously she hadn't killed enough yet.
Moreover, in the past six months of conquering Zhao State, we have never encountered an evenly matched genius.
On the land of Chu and Zhao, they who have become Immortal Kings really have no opponents.
Many people feel that it is time to leave, as this stage is too small after all.
"Let's go to Zhao's capital, Minmin. It should be over by now."
Ling Tian smiled.
The capital of Zhao State.
Zhao Min is wearing golden armor and is suspended in front of the Zhao Kingdom Palace.
Behind him are tens of millions of troops.
The battle flags are flying, and the generals are like clouds.
And below, the capital of the Zhao Kingdom, which stretched thousands of miles across, was now covered in blood.
The elites in the capital had all been deployed to garrison Falling Dragon Valley. When Zhao Min came here with his army, he encountered almost no obstruction.
Those members of his Zhao family who once harmed him have now all been killed.
In this way, Zhao Guo returned to his hands.
Even Zhao Min simply couldn't believe that all of this was true.
"Is there any news coming from Falling Dragon Valley!?"
However, Zhao Min did not fall into the palace at this time.
There was no news from Ling Tian, so she didn't want to become the leader of the Zhao Kingdom.
"Not yet, but counting the time, the war in Falling Dragon Valley has already begun!"
Behind him, there is the Immortal King General Dao.
"Well, the entire army is on standby, waiting!"
Zhao Min nodded.
Close your eyes and say nothing.
And while waiting, half a day passed.
Beyond the capital, tens of millions of troops covered the sky and the sun. No one moved or complained.
What they were waiting for was Ling Tian.
It is the strongest existence within millions of miles of Chu and Zhao.
Even if they have to wait three days and three nights, they are willing.
However, just half a day later, night was about to fall, and several long rainbows, like meteors in the dark night, pierced the sky and descended.
Accompanied by a shocking dragon roar.
A voice with green clothes and white hair appeared in everyone's sight.
"Minmin, I'm back!"
With just six words, the tens of millions of troops burst into cheers like a tsunami.
Completely boiling.
If Ling Tian returns safely, then the Kingdom of Zhao will be completely recovered!
"Just come back!"
At this moment, Zhao Min's whole body went limp, and tears poured out like a bursting dam.
Zhao Min's coronation ceremony took place three days after the recapture of Zhao's capital.
The State of Zhao did not merge with the State of Chu, and still used the name of the State of Zhao, but the leader became Zhao Min.
Although the State of Zhao is not as large as the State of Chu, its territory is still two million miles away and its human race is 90 million.
It can be regarded as the sixth giant fairy kingdom.
Zhao Kingdom Palace, Chongwen Hall.
Ling Tian, Zhao Min, the Feng family brothers and sisters, Mo Yu, Zuo Xianzhi, Luo Yan, Ran Qinghong, and Zi Jin, a total of nine people, stood in the hall, looking at the endless pavilions and pavilions below and the red sunset.
, for a long time, no one made a sound.
In the main hall, there was an aura of sadness before departure.
Within half a year, Zhao State also took it back. Looking around, there was no opponent within a million miles.
