Chapter 1538

With the fall of a turbid devil, Yan Ping was a little excited and shocked.

It turns out that you can fight with turbid devil so smoothly and smoothly.

If his heart was not biased towards Jiang Cheng, he couldn't help picking up his thumb and praising art.

In this battle, the two legions wiped out 121 first-order turbid demons, 11 second-order turbid demons and 1 third-order turbid demons.

In addition, more than 100 turbid demons were repelled and fled.

The price paid by the two legions was that more than 500 people were injured, but none fell.

It can be said to be a brilliant victory.

At the end of the battle, the others were busy counting the booty and injury achievements. Xiang Li raised his mouth and looked at Yin Ping.

"How?"

He killed the third-order turbid devil himself.

The ordinary Taoist priest drinks a pot of turbid demons at this level.

Yan Ping nodded honestly.

"Really powerful!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Xiang Li laughed loudly, with soaring pride and pride.

"How about Bijiang city?"

Yin Ping would like to say that commander Jiang killed two Taoist saints alone, and his personal strength is absolutely stronger than you.

But think about this time facing taishizhuo devil.

Even if Jiang Cheng is strong, the immortal power, rules and even the power of heaven have little effect on the turbid devil.

And the four legions around him... Can't count on it.

His own command is beyond words.

So in the end, he can only be silent.

Seeing his silent expression, the commanders and staff of the two legions around him laughed proudly.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng on the other side is still marching in a straight line.

With his supreme Songyan, he has been in a state of ignorance these days.

He had never seen such a swarm of marchers.

I haven't seen people who didn't save their physical strength before the war and have been wasting their immortal power to do anything.

Sometimes he would wonder if Jiang Cheng didn't understand anything.

This is not to fight at all, but to die?

But soon he overturned the speculation.

How could he make a low-level mistake because he is so profound?

This kind of swarm March without scouts looks ridiculous on the surface.

But in fact, it definitely has his reason, but he can't see through it.

You must observe carefully.

As they continue to move forward, the turbid air becomes more and more rich.

The breaking speed of Xianli barrier in Jiangcheng is also faster and faster.

Ling Hou was more and more frightened.

He didn't come to the front to fight, but the three generations of the Emperor didn't know anything about the front.

The deeper you go, the stronger the turbid devil will be.

Now they haven't met any of them, but if they do, they may be wiped out.

Once you encounter the fourth order turbid devil, the Taoist saint will not be able to save his life.

That level usually reports to the upper level and asks many gods and even the emperor of heaven to kill.

Jiang Cheng didn't send scouts. He didn't dare to go crazy with him. He had already secretly sent several commanders to explore the way ahead.

At this time, he got the news from the front.

There are a large number of Taishi turbid demons in front.

It is conservatively estimated that there are no less than five or six hundred, including at least five turbid demons above level 3!

Ling Hou was surprised and pleased to get the news.

It's amazing that the turbid devil's lineup is too strong and too dangerous.

Fortunately, I sent someone to check in advance, otherwise I would step into the pit immediately and I wouldn't be able to escape.

Fortunately, the stronger the turbid devil is, the worse Jiang city will die.

"Commander Jiang, I have a proposal."

What he has to do now is to break away from the big army and avoid running into the terrible turbid demons in front of him.

So make up a reasonable excuse.

"What proposal?"

"It's hard for us to find the trace of the turbid devil."

Ling Hou said calmly, "why don't I lead the three legions under my command and search around, so as to expand the scope and increase the opportunity to find the turbid devil."

Brother Cheng is worried that he can't find the turbid devil.

For gambling, he is full of confidence. After all, he has a systematic explanation.

But the plan can't keep up with the change. Who can think of not meeting the enemy?

At present, the January period has passed seven days, and it is not a thing to continue like this.

Ling Hou's proposal is exactly what he wants.

The elder brother's face was solemn and his hand waved.

"Ling Xian will listen to the order!"

This roar shocked more than 100000 troops at the same time, almost frightened.

Ling Hou didn't react at first.

It took two seconds to wake up. This is to give orders to yourself.

I scolded in my heart.

You really think of me as a subordinate?

But the play has reached this stage. Jiang Cheng is not far from death. Bear it.

So the man slapped a salute.

"The end will come!"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Ben Shuai's grace."

Linghou almost couldn't resist the urge to scold his mother.

Especially, I thought you were going to give some orders.

Just say you agree. It's so formal.

"Yes!"

The emperor's three generations immediately took the other two ancestral immortal generals and pulled the three legions of five, six and seven to stop.

Jiang Cheng continued to march with the eighth Corps.

Meng Chun and Chi Ling were overjoyed and finally had a chance to get close to commander Jiang.

They hurriedly gathered around and offered the newly baked flattery.

One side of the Songyan is extremely stupid.

So this army can be divided?

The reason why they march in a swarm is that Jiang Cheng forgot before?

After so many days of silence, he finally couldn't help talking.

"Commander Jiang, are you too weak?"

Take the 6000 miscellaneous fish of the eighth legion, and walk bravely in the front of the team.

If this bumps into the turbid devil head-on, will the other three legions have no time to support?

Songyan felt that she was running to die.

"How do you talk?"

Before brother Cheng responded, Meng Chun and Chi Ling were dissatisfied.

"With our heroic eighth legion, why is it weak?"

Jiang Cheng also waved his hand with a smile.

"Don't worry, the eighth Corps is equivalent to 600000 troops. It's no problem at all."

The Supreme Master of Songyan glanced at the 6000 people behind him.

These people are really getting more and more motivated. They have been busy maintaining the immortal power barrier these days, especially working hard.

That perseverance is enough to make most immortals ashamed.

Just

Their current state is a little bad.

For several days, they kept urging the immortal power barrier, which consumed too much of their immortal power.

Many venerable beings have overdrawn their immortal power.

The heavenly lords are also sweating and their state is greatly damaged.

There are more than 6000 people. At present, I'm afraid there are less than 10 people who can save half of their combat effectiveness.

The eighth Legion is playing with itself before fighting.

However, they did not worry and still strode forward with confidence.

This makes Songyan don't know what to say.

Are you really a group of normal people?

At this time, the shadowy figure of the turbid devil in front also appeared in their field of vision.