Zixuan took a look at Long Ming. She could probably guess what Longming thought, but she didn't say much.

For the strength of Solanum nigrum, she is very relieved. Even if Xiao Tian doesn't make a move, with the help of water spirit beads, Solanum nigrum can completely fight with Kui Yutian's evil girl without losing ground.

No matter how strong the strength of Yulin, the Third Prince of Shura nationality, is absolutely impossible to reach the level of sunflower Yutian witch. With the strength of Solanum, it is enough to cope with it.

Besides, Solanum nigrum and Kuiyu Yutian are so similar that the three kings of the Shura clan may have some scruples when they make a move, and they dare not do all they can. In this way, Solanum has a greater chance of winning.

So Zixuan didn't say much, just nodded and said in a soft voice: "don't worry, master long, when the yecha army attacks zhenhun pass, the Shura masters will never appear on the battlefield."

"Well, thank you," said Long Ming, with a smile on his face. The reason why he invited several people to Jingtian at this time was to make a promise?

With Zixuan's words, he can put his heart down and direct the army to attack zhenhun pass, without worrying about the sudden appearance of the Shura master and interrupting his attack.

"Some of you have a rest early today, and tomorrow we will go to zhenhunguan, and then we will rely on a few of you," Long Ming put himself in a very low position, without the airs of the yecha Grand Prince.

Zixuan and others did not speak. They got up from their seats and went out of the big tent of the Chinese army.

After Zixuan left, long Ming and the remaining yecha war generals in the big tent discussed the arrangement for tomorrow.

Without a word for a night, the time passed quickly. The next morning, long Ming and his army marched toward zhenhunguan. Jingtian several people arrived at zhenhun pass first.

Zhenhunguan is the last line of defense for the King City of the Shura people. It is located between two high mountains. The city wall is high. From time to time, we can see the soldiers of the Shura nationality who are wearing armor and holding long spears on patrol.

The wall is covered with blood from time to time.

"If we take zhenhunguan, the yecha people will be able to come to the King City of Shura. Even if the yecha army is destroyed, it will have nothing to do with us."

Zixuan looked at the Xiongguan in front of her eyes and said in a low voice: "we just need to help the yecha people to get here, and then we can go back to find the goddess of shuibi. We don't need to be involved in the later things."

"I'll try it out first," Jingtian thought for a moment. The magic sword appeared in his hand and flew towards the zhenhunguan.

"Brother Jing is a little too big," Xu Changqing shook his head and said helplessly: "this demon world is not so easy to conquer. Zixuan, Xiaokui and Xuejian girl are ready to fight."

Zixuan did not hesitate at all when hearing the speech. They held their weapons and their eyes fell on Jingtian. As long as Jingtian was in crisis, they would immediately rescue Jingtian!

Jingtian is suspended in front of zhenhun pass. Before he can make a move, he closes the arrow rain and covers the sky. Jingtian has no choice but to wave his magic sword to defend himself.

Fortunately, these arrows are only shot by the soldiers of the Shura nationality, and their power is not great. It is not hard for Jingtian to deal with them.

"It seems that the Shura people are determined to guard the town soul," Zixuan said helplessly when she saw the rain of arrows.