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This day was the day agreed upon by the Eastern and Western armies to send troops. Both sides gathered nearly two million troops, marched to the edge of the desert in a mighty manner, and stationed themselves there.
A few hundred miles further, there is a desolate and dangerous land. There are constant storms all year round and the space is full of turbulence, which is very scary.
When practitioners get here, they don't even dare to fly. Only by keeping their feet on the ground and moving forward step by step can their hearts be at ease.
The last demon tower of the demon tribe is set up in Broken Sword City, which is hundreds of miles away. The radiation range reaches the canyon, and beyond the canyon, there is the desert.
On He Bizheng's side, each of the eight generals has an army of 100,000, for a total of 800,000. On Dongfang Xiaoliang's side, there are two more Mahayana masters commanding millions of troops, which is slightly stronger than the Dongfang Army.
Both sides are distributed on both sides of the canyon, forming a fan-shaped surround of the entire desert.
The dense army of masters was overwhelming, and the scene was so spectacular that Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but marvel.
The Chinese army's tent is a magic tower that He Bizheng carries with him.
This kind of portable magic tower is only owned by the general marshal and a few generals. This makes them like carrying a mobile energy warehouse, which they can arrange and convert the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at any time, which is very convenient.
He Bizheng, this magic tower can radiate approximately a hundred miles in radius, which is considered to be relatively top-notch equipment.
At this moment, He Bi was placing the magic tower in the Chinese army's tent. The entire camp was shrouded in the rolling demonic aura. The soldiers were in high spirits, and the murderous aura soaring to the sky seemed to pierce the sky.
On the other side of the desert, it was completely silent, and no human coalition forces appeared.
But everyone knows that once you enter the desert, there will definitely be snipers from human masters.
However, He Bizheng and Fang Zhen had already made a plan. The attack on the desert was just a show. What they really wanted to deal with was the Western Legion led by Dongfang Xiaoliang.
At this moment, Dongfang Xiaoliang didn't know that he had been targeted by his allies. In order to make up for the disaster he had caused, Dongfang Xiaoliang was very active in attacking human territory. These days, he has been thinking about it day and night, thinking about killing Zhuo Yifan.
He was captured alive and tortured to death by all means!
Zhuo Yifan not only caused him to lose face in Tianjuxing, but also was under tremendous pressure. With Dongfang Liang missing and the demon ancestor disappearing, he must make remedial measures as soon as possible, otherwise the two of them would have a
If you show up, you won't be able to spare him.
Fortunately, Dongfang Liang has good prestige in the Western Legion, and most of his Mahayana masters have received favors from him. They are still obedient at the moment and are trying their best to assist Dongfang Xiaoliang.
"Young Marshal, why is it necessary that Marshal Zheng sent someone to send a message, asking you to come over to discuss important military matters." Dark Shark, Dongfang Xiaoliang's think tank, said respectfully.
Dongfang Xiaoliang sneered: "What's the point of attacking some stragglers? As soon as the army came out, those barbarians would have fled long ago. He Bizheng just wanted to take this opportunity to mock me."
Dark Shark lowered his eyebrows and said submissively: "Then do we want to go there? Or should I refuse now?"
"No, why don't you go? I also want to see what this old guy wants to do. Huh, he thinks he is a local demon, so he dislikes our father and son. I have long wanted to find a chance to give her some color.
, send the order immediately, and all the generals will go with me." Dongfang Xiaoliang stared at the other end of the canyon with great disdain.
A glimmer of light flashed in Dark Shark's eyes, and he said: "What the young marshal said is absolutely true, so why is Zheng Zheng always so arrogant? This time the magic tower guarded by the young marshal was destroyed by Zhuo Yifan, and he rushed over immediately.
This is the internal affairs of our Western Legion, and he blatantly intervened, obviously because he did it deliberately to see that the Generalissimo was not around, and we must not show weakness."
"You old guy, you did say something nice this time. Our Western Legion is so powerful that we can crush them, so why should we be afraid? Come on, let's go together to meet this guy who is called the devil by the people of Jupiter. In the end,
What kind of virtue is it?”
At He Bizheng's repeated requests, Zhuo Yifan changed his appearance, dressed up as a guard, and hid in the tent.
Although Zhuo Yifan felt that it was not necessary, He Bizheng, who knew Zhuo Yifan's value well, did not want to take the risk. He even selected a demon from the Tribulation Period who was very similar to Zhuo Yifan from among his guards to play the role of Zhuo Yifan.
Fan.
Wearing magic armor and a mask, no one can recognize you.
In this way, even if human masters come to assassinate him, they will never be able to harm Zhuo Yifan.
Soon, Dongfang Xiaoliang and his party arrived outside the Chinese army's tent.
A group of demon masters flew directly to the big tent, showing their arrogance and domineering.
There was a cold flash in He Bizheng's eyes. This little brat was so arrogant. Even Dongfang Liang would not suppress him so blatantly. He dared to fly directly to his tent. It was simply a form of contempt.
However, thinking of the upcoming plan, He Bizheng did not care about it, but stepped out of the big tent and said: "Brothers from the Western Legion, please come into the big tent and have a chat."
Dongfang Xiaoliang laughed loudly and came down first, saying: "Why should Dongfang Xiaoliang participate in the ceremony?"
He Bizheng also clasped his fists and said: "No need to be polite, I am very pleased that my nephew can come as promised. I wonder if the Generalissimo has any news?"
"My father is hunting down the remnants of the Xianling Sect and going deep into dangerous areas. No news has come out so far. I am also very worried. This time I heard that the Generalissimo wanted to kill all the remnants of the Sky Jupiter, so my nephew stepped in and asked all the uncles in the Western Legion for help.
The first is to exterminate the remaining evildoers, and the second is to find traces of my father."
He Bi Zhengdao said: "It's rare for a good nephew to be so filial. Marshal Dongfang Jiren Tianxiang will definitely be able to deal with the remnants of the Xianling Sect."
The two sat down separately, but the masters of both armies stood on one side. The expressions of both sides were not very vivid, and they seemed to dislike each other.
Obviously, He Bizheng's side is weaker, but more powerful, because they are all local demons, and many of them are core disciples of big families. For example, An Ye and Ouyang Qingzhi were born in one of the eight major families in the demon world.
With this status, he is much higher than the other person.
Many of the masters recruited by Dongfang Liang were defected from the human race. Although the two sides are temporarily in the same camp, there are still some grudges deep down in their hearts.
At this moment, the two sides seemed calm, but the tension was tense and the atmosphere was very dull.
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