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Chapter 1706 is not optimistic

Originally, the Kunlun Alliance expected that even if the war would not be one-sided, at least they should have a clear advantage. However, when the war actually broke out, the talents of the Kunlun Alliance were shocked to discover that the Mo Luo clan's heritage and strength.

It actually far exceeded their previous expectations.

First, the Four Great Demon Lords, four powerful Void Refining Realm masters, suddenly appeared, leaving both the Lord and the Demon Lord to deal with them with all their strength and unable to escape.

Then on the frontal battlefield, the powerful gods of the Moluo tribe are no weaker than the Kunlun Alliance in terms of quantity and quality. For example, the three bloody demons are completely unfamiliar to the Kunlun Alliance, and their strength

Very powerful, he actually blocked three fairies from Baihua Valley.

In fact, this is normal.

Regardless of whether it is the Kunlun Immortal Realm or the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, they are not all out in force, each has its own reservations. On the other hand, the Moluo Clan is fighting against the odds, and all the strong men above the Nascent Soul of the whole clan are dispatched.

That's why we can fight one against two without losing.

Moreover, the Kunlun Alliance is not sure whether the Moluo Clan has more hidden trump cards, and it feels a little unsure.

Outside the territory, there is a towering towering peak that reaches straight into the clouds.

Dozens of figures stood scattered, each one exuding a powerful aura, and none of them was below the stage of becoming a god.

In the center of the peak, there is a high platform that was forcibly cut with a sword. There is a simple tent on the high platform. In the center of the tent, there is a sand table of the foreign terrain and the layout of the Kunlun Allied Forces. Surrounding the sand table are five

Chairs of different shapes are arranged according to the direction of the five-pointed star, similar to the meaning of a round table meeting, with no distinction between priority and superiority.

On every chair, there is an imposing and extraordinary figure sitting upright, with his brows furrowed, murderous, arrogant and domineering...

They were the five commanders of the Kunlun Alliance Army's wartime headquarters.

With a body like an iron tower and eyes like copper bells, he sat upright on a chair, like an ancient demon god. The muscles in his whole body were like copper poured into iron. There was arrogant energy slowly creeping under it, conveying a heart-stopping sound.

the breath.

Ten Thousand Monster Realm, Ao Liekong!

One person was wearing a purple gold dragon robe, his face was calm and seemed to contain the aura of a king, his face was majestic, and the void trembled with every breath he took.

Dongxuan Domain, Zhu Tianyi!

The man was thin, but his every move exuded terrifying fluctuations, especially those eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the void and flash a golden light from time to time.

Xixuan Territory, Sun Wusheng!

A man dressed in white is like a handsome young man. His slender fingers intertwined with each other and he slowly tapped his knuckles, emitting waves of energy fluctuations.

Nanxuan Territory, Bai Yuxiao!

He was an immortal Taoist man, dressed in a light gray Taoist robe. He had an elegant and elegant demeanor. Although he did not have a sword, he was surrounded by a sharp sword intent.

Beixuan Territory, Tian Xuanzi!

These five people are the five commanders-in-chief of the Kunlun Alliance, and they basically represent the top combat power of the Kunlun Alliance.

"I said......"

Ao Liekong was the first to speak, and his voice was like thunder, shaking the void, "Can we hold less meaningless meetings like this in the future? With this skill, I can kill dozens of demons from the Moluo clan!"

"Haha, brother Ao, don't be anxious." Tian Xuanzi stroked his beard, his eyes twinkling, and said slowly: "The resistance of the Moluo clan is far beyond our expectations. It seems that they and our Kunlun Immortal Realm have been fighting before.

During the battle, we have always had reservations. The plan we planned to attack Senluo Palace in one go may not go so smoothly."

Sun Wusheng nodded and said: "Yes, I didn't expect that a small Moluo tribe would have so many powerful gods. Even the powerful ones who dominate that level have secretly hidden four."

"Hmph! So what? In the barren land outside the territory, the Moluo tribe has turned into barbarians. Is it possible that they can still block the attack of our coalition forces?" Ao Liekong snorted and said disdainfully.

"That's not a bad tone, why don't you go to heaven?" Bai Yuxiao sneered and mocked directly.

Ao Liekong was immediately angry, his eyes widened, and immediately there was a roar of dragons, and the arrogant and violent dragon power burst out with a fierce murderous intention in his tone, "Young face, you are so stupid!"

What! Say it again if you have the guts!"

Bai Yuxiao raised her eyelids slightly, her face was as calm as water, without any fluctuation, and she said in a calm tone, "Incompetent and furious..."

"I will tear you apart!"

Ao Liekong, who already had a hot temper, could not endure Bai Yuxiao's humiliation. Suddenly, his energy exploded, and with a "bang", the chair under his butt exploded, and Ao Liekong stood up.

In an instant, Ao Liekong's two arms had completed the transformation into dragon armor.

The arms that were originally no different from ordinary people turned into dragon claws at this moment, and were covered with dark green scales.

The sharp dragon claws are shining with edge.

The next moment, Ao Liekong stamped his right foot hard, and a large piece of his foot suddenly collapsed.

At the same time, an energy storm swept across, and the tents were directly shattered by this energy storm.

Ao Liekong rushed towards Bai Yuxiao with great ferocity.

Although Bai Yuxiao looked down on Ao Liekong in his words, to be fair, Ao Liekong's strength was not weak. He was definitely the top powerhouse at the peak of divine transformation. Even Bai Yuxiao had to take him seriously.

Bai Yuxiao flipped his wrist, and an emerald green flute appeared in his hand, and there was a faint sound of the flute.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Bai Yuxiao held the flute, stretched it forward, and directly clashed with Ao Liekong's dragon claw.

"Crack!"

The chair under Bai Yuxiao exploded.

The two fell apart at the first touch.

Ao Lie turned around and retreated, and Bai Yuxiao also took a few steps back.

There was a bit of solemnity in the eyes of the two people, and they obviously had a clearer understanding of each other's strength.

Ao Liekong gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward.

At this time, Zhu Tianyi stepped in front of Ao Liekong, Sun Xiaowu stopped Bai Yuxiao, and Tian Xuanzi stood in the middle, waving his hands and saying: "You two, please don't get angry. The enemy is facing us. We need to

Only when we share the same hatred of the enemy can we be united."

"snort!"

Ao Liekong glared at Bai Yuxiao fiercely and stopped taking action. The scales on his arms also instantly receded.

Bai Yuxiao sneered, moved her fingers flexibly, and the emerald green flute quickly spun on her fingertips, bringing up waves of afterimages, and then inserted it into her waist.

The powerful gods from all the surrounding forces looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

However, the storm has subsided for the time being.

"Everyone, we still need to get a result as soon as possible. Where should we fight next and how should we fight! I am not shaking the morale of the army, but..." Sun Wusheng said here, paused, and then said in a solemn tone: "The current situation is really serious.

It’s not optimistic.”

Hearing this, the scene fell into silence.

Although Sun Wusheng's words are a bit negative, they are not alarmist. Now, whether it is the void battlefield or the extraterritorial battlefield, the situation is far from achieving the expected results. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not optimistic.

At this time, Zhu Tianyi's eyes narrowed, and he pointed his right hands together, pointing at a place on the central sand table, and slowly uttered three words.

"The King of Hell's Stream!"


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