Text Chapter 1681 Laughing at the Sky

When a dragon encounters a shallow beach, its heroic spirit will never die!

Bai Fenghuang and Yan Beihong both looked back at Ao Tie, both of them were a little stunned, a little frightened by Ao Tie's words.

Eighteen saints? Three hundred lotuses? A million troops? Where? Scare people, right? The two looked at him blankly.

After gradually coming to his senses, Yan Beihong's temples were throbbing. Six elite armies? Six? Six from the previous dynasty?

He seemed to have heard of the name Ao Tie somewhere. Was he a remnant of the previous dynasty?

Bai Fenghuang's eyes gradually showed shock. At first, she didn't know who the man in front of her was, and Miao Yi didn't say it. At this time, she didn't know what Miao Yi was feeling, and he casually said the word "Ao Tie". Ao Tie's reply was even more frightening, verifying the name "Ao Tie".

Calling the four great kings of the heavenly court as traitors, who is this "Ao Tie", there is no need to think too much.

As her thoughts turned, Bai Fenghuang said in a lost voice: "Are you Ao Tie, a general under the command of the Infinite Saint Lord?"

Ao Tie looked at her with contempt, "So what, do you have any objections?"

Bai Fenghuang looked up and down, and said in surprise: "You are not dead yet! No, aren't you trapped in Purgatory? How did you get out?"

Ao Tie didn't bother to pay attention to her, Bai Fenghuang was immediately unhappy, and said: "You have a good temper, you think you are great, don't you? When you were beaten by the Bai Lord and fled in a hurry, why didn't you show such a smugness?"

Ao Tie said in a deep voice: "What did you say?"

Bai Fenghuang crossed her arms and said proudly: "Don't think you are the only one who can wear a mask and pretend to be a grandson to scare people. If I show my true face, I'm afraid I will scare you later."

"Oh!" Ao Tie sneered, "Then I'll have to wait and see!"

"Okay!" Miao Yi interrupted, realizing that he had lost his composure and said something wrong, exposing Ao Tie's identity, and continued to ask Ao Tie after smoothing things over. "Don't underestimate the enemy. After many years, you are trapped. You lack cultivation resources, while they have abundant resources. Are you sure you can win? Since you have taken action, you must be clean and neat. I don't want anyone to escape!"

Ao Tie glanced at Bai Fenghuang coldly, which caused Bai Fenghuang to raise her chin, which was quite tit-for-tat.

This was not the time for internal fighting. Ao Tie suppressed his anger and was too lazy to argue with her for the time being. He replied to Miao Yi: "Our cultivation has reached this level. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to make progress even if the resources are abundant. After many years, the gap has not narrowed much. It is not so easy to surpass. Don't worry, as long as our people take action, we guarantee that none of them will escape!"

"Okay!" Miao Yi said decisively, staring at the battlefield with a cold look, "Start clearing the field, first pinch out the messy eyes around. Then take them all away, let's do it!"

"Yes!" Ao Tie bowed his hands to accept the order, his eyes revealing the excitement of bloodthirsty. While quickly taking out the star bell to contact the others, he also quickly got out.

Bai Fenghuang and Yan Beihong looked at each other in surprise. The way Ao Tie just bowed and accepted the order shocked them. How could this guy command Ao Tie?

"Impossible! He was the one who forced the Six Paths Saint to death. He also imprisoned these guys in hell. They are enemies. How could they listen to your orders? Did you get them out and they are grateful to you? That's not right. These old guys are tough and don't take soft words. They don't like to pledge their love. Tell me. What's going on?" Bai Fenghuang kept chattering, full of curiosity.

Miao Yi stood there indifferent. He ignored it and stared at the Kou family fighting on the battlefield. The deep chill in his eyes could not be dispelled. He took out the star bell and contacted Yun Zhiqiu who was in the Kou family.

He sent a message to Yun Zhiqiu: If the Kou family embarrasses you, show your background in the magic way to stabilize them!

After that, no matter how anxious Yun Zhiqiu asked, he would not reply, with a cold and imposing manner.

After the six generals communicated, they went in six directions and fled far away again.

After leaving the battlefield, a large number of armored soldiers appeared in six directions and six locations, spreading out in tens, hundreds, thousands, and millions. In an instant, a large number of people wearing standard armor of the Heavenly Court appeared in the steel jungle. Their faces under the armor were covered with black scarves, revealing only their eyebrows and eyes.

As the command was issued, the troops at the six points quickly spread out in a line, spreading left and right like open arms, connecting head and tail in a large scale and large circle, forming a huge dotted circle.

After the circle was successfully arranged, it quickly advanced to the center point, advancing quickly in the steel jungle by flying close to the ground, and constantly changing positions with the left and right. Millions of troops all released their magic power to cover a large area, cross-changing positions to search, and not leaving a blind spot.

A white bat of the underworld was startled and flew up, and a general in red armor flashed in the air, and a knife flashed, and the white bat of the underworld fell to the ground in half.

No one tried to capture those Netherworld White Bats, and no matter whether they were valuable or not, the military order was as firm as a mountain, there was death but no life, and anyone alive would be killed on sight!

Some people lurking in the forest were startled by the advancing troops and horses and flashed out, soaring into the sky, trying to escape into the spring and leave.

Swish, swish, swish, three purple-armored generals caught up and surrounded him in the middle.

The man was so scared that he stopped in the air and dared not escape anymore. He turned his head left and right to look, but found that the eyes of the three heavenly generals were numb.

"Three generals..." Before the man finished speaking, a cold light flashed behind him, splitting him in two on the spot, blood raining, and he didn't even have time to scream, and was collected along with his body. Now there is no time to collect spoils.

A pair of eyes that had been numb for many years in the emptiness of purgatory seemed to have no emotions. They were wearing the standard armor of the heavenly court and carrying weapons to advance in this endless dark steel jungle. The fluctuations of mana kept penetrating and searching everywhere.

No one spoke, and the millions of armored soldiers were silent. So many people acted together, but it was frighteningly quiet and advanced silently.

Dangdangdang! A purple-armored general landed, and the long spear in his hand knocked on the staggered steel shacks beside him.

Under the staggered bamboo shoots, a man came out and nodded and bowed: "General, I am a disciple of Qingyumen. I came here to hunt and have not done anything illegal. I wonder what the general wants to do?"

The purple-armored general pointed behind him. The man turned around and looked, but his chest suddenly straightened. He widened his eyes and looked down, looking at the sharp spear head that spurted blood from his chest.

The purple-armored general drew his gun and took the man in. As if nothing had happened, he continued to search forward with the long spear with a bloody spear head.

After the million-strong army that had been separated in a circle was truly united, the information was integrated, and hundreds of people were surrounded and eliminated along the way.

As the personnel gathered, the advancing troops in the iron jungle gradually integrated from a scattered state to a clustered advancing state.

At this time, even the troops of the Luosha Sect and the Four Heavenly Kings who were determined to fight would find it difficult not to discover these people.

In six directions, six figures flashed into the air, staring down at the battlefield below, some with cold eyes, some with sarcasm, some with a smile, some with a bloodthirsty light, and the springs above their heads were like flowers that never faded.

After tens of thousands of troops fought bloody battles, only more than 10,000 people were left. Most of the casualties were naturally the people of the Four Heavenly Kings, but under the threat of the seventh-grade law-breaking bow, the Luosha Sect's saintly monks suffered the greatest losses. More than 20 saintly clones had died, three of which were from Xueyu. The Luosha Sect was already at a disadvantage.

Seeing that they were all Heavenly Court standard armor, both sides were shocked. The Four Heavenly Kings had not received any notification of reinforcements, and the Rakshasa Sect was even more panicked, thinking that the four families had reinforcements.

At this point, Xueyu knew that there was no possibility of winning. Among the group of Heavenly Court soldiers who surrounded them from all sides, there was a group of red-armored generals.

"Stop! Stop..." Xueyu shouted to the people from the Four Heavenly Kings several times, but the other party had no intention of stopping at all, so she couldn't stop either.

The clone of Yan Cong standing in the air realized that something was wrong. What did it mean that these Heavenly Court soldiers were covered with black scarves on their faces?

"Which group are you from?" Yan Cong waved his finger and shouted.

"Huh huh..." Ao Tie sneered, and his laughter grew louder.

"Hehe..."

"Haha..."

Not only Ao Tie, but it seemed that the other five people also laughed because of Ao Tie's laughter, and gradually laughed louder, one by one, opened their arms and laughed loudly, laughing wildly and wantonly, laughing so happily, a kind of crazy laughter that was almost like a carnival.

The sky above the rumbling fight was filled with the crazy laughter of six people, laughing and making the fighting people feel creepy.

The surrounding army began to pile up and rise into the air, covering all directions, densely packed, and the people who were fighting were shocked. A rough estimate is that there are almost a million of them.

Miao Yi also appeared with Bai Fenghuang and Yan Beihong, just behind the army, floating in the air and watching.

From the eyes of Bai Fenghuang and Yan Beihong who kept scanning the army, it can be seen that the shock has not dissipated. Although they had heard that there were a million troops before, when Miao Yi really put out this million troops, they were still shocked.

"I am Yan Cong, the close guard of the Eastern Army's Ying Tianwang. Who are you?" Yan Cong shouted again.

The six people's laughter gradually disappeared, and they looked down.

The millions of troops around them also put away their weapons one after another. Amid the rustling of armor, they took out the broken magic bows one by one, put the arrows on the bowstrings, and the precious light burst out. They all drew their bows and aimed at the people fighting in the field. The people below were frightened, and the fighting parties subconsciously dodged and retreated, separated, stopped, and stopped fighting.

So many broken magic bows gathered together, it was not a battle that other armies could easily put up. Yan Cong lost his voice and said, "Guards! What do you want to do?"

Jie Wenbai looked around blankly, his face pale. He was afraid before the fight, but he was not afraid after the killing. Now that the fight has obviously stopped, an inexplicable strong sense of fear has risen in his heart.

It's not like he had never seen the Imperial Guards before. He often saw them when he entered and left the Imperial Garden, but the eyes of these people were obviously different from those of the Imperial Guards. Looking around, those eyes showed a kind of familiar dullness.

For some reason, as if by reflex, Ruo Wenbai suddenly screamed hysterically: "Go! Go! They are not the Imperial Guards! They are not the Imperial Guards!"

His shout that broke the silence seemed to ignite something.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The six people in the air issued cold and ruthless orders at different times and almost at the same time.

Bang, bang, bang...

The dense and overwhelming sound of the bowstrings of the broken magic bows made people's ears numb. (To be continued.)