Chapter 2552

To everyone's surprise.

It is not the Si Xiang Tang dead men who are far superior in number and personal cultivation to the white robed army.

But the white robed army!

At the moment of the battle, the white robed army took the square array as the unit, gathered the military soul and killing intention, and attracted Shura.

Like a collective buff, the strength and defense of the white robed army have been raised to an amazing level.

The dead soldiers of the four phase hall swarmed in like infantry under the impact of cavalry. They were scattered by the square array before they showed their strongest killing moves.

Five or six hundred dead died in the first round of charge.

"How could this happen!"

Qinglong's eyes are red and blood filled.

The public losers have spent countless costs to raise these dead people until now.

He can accept the loss of one or two.

Last time, a second-class family was exterminated and nearly 30 people were killed and injured, which made him unable to eat for three days.

Now.

In a moment's effort, five or six hundred people died, literally gouging out his heart.

"Green dragon, let the dead return quickly. Let's open the immortal array defense. These strong people in the Shura world are not comparable to the dead in terms of combat consciousness and combat effectiveness."

The dead are powerful and well equipped.

But they are all dead people and will only rigidly execute the orders of Qinglong.

And the battlefield changes rapidly.

Their opponent is also a long-standing Shura warrior. The dead have no room to play at all.

In front of the brave white robed army, the dead are like wheat in the field, cut off by stubble.

It looks like a duel, but it's actually a massacre!

"It's late!"

Qinglong doesn't want the dead back.

But since the battle started, it was too late!

"Damn Zhao Fang, no matter what his status, he will die this time!" Qinglong gnashed his teeth.

"What do you want to do?" Xuanwu frowned.

"Please do it! Now the situation is critical, which is related to the survival of the ethnic group. We must ask him to do it to eliminate foreign aggression!"

"This is it, that's all!" Xuanwu sighed for a moment in silence.

……

Bai Qi stopped paying attention to Zhao Fang after the battle began.

At the same time, tell him about your experience these days.

"You appeared in the Shura world and were chosen as the commander by Zhou, one of the three kings of the Shura world, to attack and destroy other Shura kings?"

Listening to Bai Qi's story about his experience, Zhao Fang couldn't help sighing. As expected, the gold would shine wherever it was placed.

According to Bai Qi.

He was only alone at first.

When Zhou was elected commander in chief, many people refused.

But the numerous achievements that followed broke all doubts!

He also relied on these campaigns to accumulate his own team.

For example, the 3000 white robed army in front of us.

Just as he was saying it.

Bai Qi suddenly looked up, as if he had noticed something, and his face was frozen.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Fang didn't feel wrong.

But soon.

The force of the rules of the ink belt world accelerates its operation and produces strong rejection.

therefore.

There is a huge vortex between the ink belt world and the circle of samsara.

This vortex connects the two worlds.

In the whirlpool, there stood an old man with both hands on his back, disheveled hair, gray clothes and wild eyes.

The old man appeared behind him and looked down on the people in the field as a king.

"Old Qinglong?"

The smiling face of the tiger tomb, which was originally due to the continuous retreat of the dead men of the four phase hall, turned pale at the moment of seeing the old man.

Even, in the pupil of the eye, there is a trace of fear!

"Damn it, why is this old thing still alive?" the tiger tomb roared in his heart.

"Lord, be careful!"

Bai Qi stood in front of Zhao Fang, looking back at the old man in gray.

"Lao Zu!"

Qinglong quickly saluted the old man with a respectful attitude.

"Xuanwu meets a generation of Qinglong adults!" Xuanwu bows.

"A generation of green dragon?"

The pupil of Che Hou Tu shrunk. "Is it the first generation leader of Qinglong Hall who followed Gongshu to fight the world?"

When Gongshu children created Gongshu family, they were as strong as clouds.

The four great hall masters of Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque and Xuanwu are really powerful and memorable.

Each of the four hall leaders has reached the six peaks.

With the establishment of the Gongshu clan, in order to dominate the party, they continued to fight abroad, and a generation of rosefinch and white tiger died.

Although Lao Qinglong survived, he was also seriously injured.

When the public losers built a waiting group and became famous in the circle of reincarnation, they never heard of him again.

The waiting people thought he was sitting.

Who knows, not seen for tens of thousands of years, the old green dragon looks like the old, and even its breath is becoming more and more majestic and unfathomable!

"Could it be that he broke through to the top seven?"

The idea suddenly came out of tiger tomb's heart.

This thought, like a wild grass, can't be suppressed.

"I hope not. If he really wins the Qizhong, even if he has the help of the strong in the circle of reincarnation, he is not his opponent!"

Tiger grave smiled bitterly.

"It's you who offended my public loser?"

The old green dragon's eyes were as bright as electricity, and his words had an overbearing meaning. He looked arrogant and swept the people of the car waiting family without stopping.

Regard the strong of the car waiting clan as nothing.

Even for the white robed army, he only frowned slightly. He looked dignified only when he looked at Bai Qi.

But when he saw Zhao Fang and the ink ribbon under his feet, he felt like a angry lion. His eyes were murderous and his voice was cold: "young boy, dare to take the most precious treasure of our public loser and die!"

Finish.

Palm out and grab it from a distance.

In an instant.

A five clawed green dragon appeared in the void. With a ferocious intention, he jumped at Zhao Fang.

"Hum!"

The white eyes were cold, and one punch blew out, smashing the five clawed green dragon. He said coldly, "how dare I be presumptuous before my master!"

"Huh?"

The old green dragon frowned slightly, "with your strength, you shouldn't be an unknown person in the Shura world."

"Kill God, Baiqi!" Baiqi said faintly.

Previously, Qinglong also asked about Bai Qi's origin, but Bai Qi ignored it.

Not arrogant.

But Qinglong is too weak to know.

"Never heard of it." old Qinglong shook his head. "I have no grudge against you, and I don't want to fight with you. Let the boy behind you hand over the ink ribbon. I can decide and let you go!"

"What!"

The green dragon's face changed greatly.

He thought that the old green dragon would sweep everything.

Unexpectedly, he was so afraid of getting up in vain.

But on second thought, the result is not too bad. As long as Zhao Fang doesn't disturb the situation, the public loser will still be the biggest winner of the war!

"The ink ribbon was obtained by my strength. You said to hand it over. I really thought I would respect the old and love the young?"

Zhao Fang never spit out the fat in his mouth.

and.

He almost lost his life to get it. Naturally, he won't give it up.

"Boy, some things are not yours. Don't force them, otherwise they will cause trouble!"

Old Qinglong stared at Zhao Fang with a bad look.