At this time, a figure appeared next to Yuwen Zhouyuan. This was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with long black and white hair hanging behind his head, flying wildly in the air, with an indescribable momentum.
His cultivation has reached the half-step true saint peak, which is extremely terrifying.
"If you were asked to command the 600,000 masters of our human race, would you be sure that we would be able to fight a war?" The middle-aged man said with a worried look on his face, his eyes always looking at where the Scaled Horns tribe was sitting.
That space.
"No, I'm not sure at all. Compared to the strength of our human race, the Scaled Horns are too powerful. If I had been given 600,000 masters a month ago, I would still be confident in this battle." Yuwen
Zhou Yuan said calmly.
"Haha..." The middle-aged man smiled. After living for such a long time, he could naturally understand the meaning of Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, "We are not a piece of iron inside, and there is a lot of suspicion, not to mention you and a few big guys.
There are still contradictions among the forces, and they will never hand over all 600,000 masters to you."
"I know this, that's why this fight is so difficult." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a slight sigh. In addition to not being as strong as the Scale Horns, the reason why it was difficult to fight was because of the discord among the people.
"We will fight if it is difficult to fight. The Alliance already knows the specific number of the Scale Horns team. We were originally going to let you command these 600,000 masters, but some people disagreed. Now everyone agrees. If the Scale Horns team does not
If they are separated, you will be in charge of our human team, so you must be well prepared," the middle-aged man said.
"I'll do my best!" Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled bitterly. He had already figured out that this time the people of the Scale Horn Clan would not take advantage of them like they did last time. Instead, they would spread out and attack.
The biggest mistake was that if they had combined all their strength and moved forward bravely last time, the outcome would have been different!
They will definitely not make that mistake again this time, and 90% of the time they will attack directly.
"It's not about trying your best, but you must win, otherwise we, Xiliang, will become history." The middle-aged man stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
Seeing the bitter smile on Yu Wen Zhouyuan's face, he continued to say slowly: "I know this battle is very difficult to fight, but there is no other way. Our human race cannot afford to lose. We are attacked in two places and our troops are scattered. It is very difficult for us.
There will be more masters, unless those big forces bring out all their hidden power...but..."
Although the middle-aged man did not say it, Yuwen Zhouyuan also knew the meaning of his words. Those big forces would not take out the last hidden masters unless it was the most critical moment. Those masters are probably the real masters of those big forces.
Gen, if something happens to those masters, then this force will almost be finished.
"There are no eggs left in the whole nest. Could it be that they still can't figure this out?" There was a hint of disappointment in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes.
"It's another matter to understand and implement it. They are responsible for the safety of the human race and the inheritance of the family." The middle-aged man said calmly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not speak, fell silent, and just looked into the distance quietly.
"An army of 200,000 is attacking the Scale Horns. What a terrifying force! They want to completely occupy the Turtle Island Cultivation Country and use the Turtle Island Cultivation Country as their base in the rear." The middle-aged man pointed out sharply,
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that the Scale Horns want to fight a protracted war with us." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"It's very possible that judging from the way the other side sends out troops, the other side's general is a stable man, and this battle will be even more difficult to fight." The middle-aged man sighed slightly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that he was telling the truth. He could tell that the other party was prudent and prudent from the fact that they only sent 200,000 people to attack Turtle Island Xiuzhen Kingdom.
They left 600,000 masters behind to prevent Yuwen Zhouyuan's side from sneaking in from behind. Of course, they also wanted to prevent any further crises in the Turtle Island Cultivation Kingdom. Otherwise, the 800,000-strong army would directly enter the Turtle Island Cultivation Kingdom and destroy everything.
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At this time, a team of 200,000 people from the Scale Horn Tribe had entered the Turtle Island Cultivation Kingdom. Looking from a distance, the black torrent seemed to be able to drown out all the terrifying energy fluctuations. Even though the distance was far away, Yuwen Zhouyuan
You can still feel the space in the distance vibrating.
Cries of killing, sounds of fighting, and screams kept coming.
At this time, the middle-aged man next to Yuwen Zhouyuan pressed the communication bead on his wrist.
"Didi..." After a sound, a beam of light emitted.
"Adjust to Turtle Island Cultivation Country." The middle-aged man said calmly.
In an instant, some pictures were reflected in the light beam, which were pictures of this sea area. The picture zoomed in, and the picture of the Scale Horn Clan army invading the Turtle Island Cultivation Kingdom appeared.
Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but look at it. The Scale Horn Clan was extremely ferocious. The two hundred thousand people were like a dragon of destruction, crushing everything in their way with terrifying power.
Wherever they passed, buildings collapsed, many people died, blood flowed into rivers, and a miserable and desolate atmosphere gushed out.
Being caught off guard by the Scale Horn Clan team, Turtle Island Xiu Zhen Nation did not react at all. As soon as some teams from small groups came forward, they were wiped out by a unified attack.
This scene is the scene after the Scale Horn clan masters enter Xiliang. They seem to want to completely destroy everything, destroy all civilizations, and destroy the human race. It seems that only in destruction can they feel their own existence.
"Did you see it? We must win this battle, otherwise there will be very few people left in the land behind us." The middle-aged man said with heavy eyes.
The killing is still going on. The team of the Scale Horn clan seems to be a huge machine. It is tireless and repeats the killing. As long as it sees someone who is a master, it will be killed. When it encounters those with low cultivation level,
Those who please the eyes will not be killed, and those who dislike the eyes will be killed without mercy.
In just twenty breaths, the Scale Horn Clan army had completely destroyed a city in Turtle Island Xiu Zhen Kingdom and rushed to another city, leaving only collapsed high-rise buildings and mountains, blood on the ground, and rolling thick liquid.
Smoke and mournful wails.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan saw that several experts in the Scale Horn Clan's team were looking over, as if they had sensed something and were checking on them.
These experts had sneers on their faces, and a hint of disdain on their faces. They didn't do anything, but just let the two of them check it out, as if they were doing it professionally.
"Their strength is too strong. Even if all the masters and warriors of the Turtle Island Cultivation Nation gather together, it will be difficult to fight against them. I really hope that the Turtle Island Cultivation Nation can show its power and severely damage this team. In this way, we will have more troops in Xiliang
There is no hope." The middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of hope.
"We have to prepare for the worst. It seems that if the Turtle Island Xiuzhen Kingdom is not captured, they will not attack our Dragon League." Yuwen Zhouyuan said while looking at the 600,000 troops standing quietly.
"Didi..." At this time, the communication bead on the middle-aged man's wrist rang.
The scene in the beam of light switched to the figure of Emperor Ji, the leader of the Dragon Alliance.
"The Turtle Island Cultivating Country is now asking us, Xiliang, for help and asking us to send out experts to help them. What do you think about this?" Emperor Ji asked.
"There is nothing to discuss about this matter. Last time the Scale Horns invaded our Xiliang, they in the Turtle Island Xiuzhen Kingdom pretended as if nothing had happened. This time the Scale Horns attacked them, but they only occupied a city.
I absolutely don’t agree with you clamoring for poor dressing,” the middle-aged man said firmly.
"Okay! I understand." Emperor Ji nodded lightly, his figure disappeared from the beam, and the screen switched to the land of Turtle Island Cultivation Country.
"You heard it just now. I have never seen such a shameless country. Huh, if you want our help, go ahead and dream!" The middleman's eyes flashed with two cold gleams, looking determined.
"Of course we won't do such a thankless thing. They deserve all this." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a faint smile. He didn't have a good impression of that shameless country.
There are two reasons for not helping. First, they have no good impression of Turtle Island Xiuzhen Country at all. Second, even if they want to help, the Dragon Alliance currently does not have the strength.
The 600,000-strong army of the Scale Horn Tribe has already set up a battle formation. In this state, whoever attacks will suffer losses. Originally, the strength of the Dragon Alliance was weak. If they suffered a small loss at the beginning, this battle would not be necessary.
Hit again.
The master said: "It is true that he deserves it. Hundreds of years ago, there was a master who practiced the evil skills of the soul-blood clan. At first, it did not attract people's attention. In the end, when the master grew up, he caused huge consequences.
Only when it caused harm did it attract the attention of the cultivation world."
"At that time, he led an army of more than 100,000 zombies and an army of skeletons to sweep through them. We in Xiliang used countless masters to calm down the disaster. However, the evil master did not die. He ran to the Turtle Island Cultivation Kingdom and stayed in Turtle Island.
During the Xiuzhen Kingdom, there was a bloody storm, and at that time the Turtle Island Xiuzhen Kingdom asked our Xiliang Sanctuary for help."
"We in the Xiliang Sanctuary will naturally help with this, but when our masters helped them kill that master to calm the disaster, the masters from the Turtle Island Xiuzhen Kingdom bit us in turn and killed our human race.
Many masters were almost wiped out. In the end, they gave us an excuse, saying that our masters from the human race were attacked by that evil person. If they were not killed, they would turn into zombies and become a scourge.
, we will always remember this lesson.”
After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan was speechless for a while. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such shameless people. His allies had just calmed down the source of the disaster for them, and they turned around and attacked their allies, but they still...
I found an excuse like that.
"Such a country really deserves it. If it were me, I would enter their country and become even more cruel than that cruel person, making them regret what they did." Two cold gleams burst out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes.
Murderous.
"You really hate evil as much as you hate it!" the middle-aged man smiled lightly.