The Xuanyuan family has guarded Dongling Realm for many years.

How many years has passed since Xuanyuan Tibing died in battle...that human myth of the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Now, Mingjiao is back!

But a handful of loess buried all the heroic souls of the Xuanyuan family.

Now... Xuanyuan Han has raised millions of troops to march out of Dongling. Has Xuanyuan raised his troops and fulfilled the long-cherished wish of the Xuanyuan family?

Lin Huang walked out of the beacon fire and appeared above the millions of troops in one step.

He opened his arms, and suddenly a shadowy figure of an immortal appeared behind him...

The moment the immortal appeared, the fighting spirit of the million-strong army suddenly gathered together and turned into a giant blue dragon that was thousands of miles long!

The giant dragon was born, and the heaven and earth shook.

——That is the martial spirit of Xuanyuan who raised millions of soldiers!

The next moment, Lin Huang slapped Lu Han with a palm.

"What your father once entrusted to me is now entrusted to you! Raise millions of troops and conquer the world. May my Mingjiao... be invincible!"

In the void, Lu Han nodded and did not refuse Wuhun's offer of millions of troops.

He lowered his head and looked at the millions of troops below, the fighting spirit around him rolling like a dragon!

"Since the First Emperor raised his army, the war in the world has stopped! Emperor Wu has opened up the territory and shaken up our sky! Emperor Ai has personally conquered and guarded our vast land!"

At this moment, a mighty sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Black and white chess pieces flew into the air and turned into large golden characters, illuminating the heaven and earth.

A young man in white clothes came walking on black and white chess pieces in the yellow sand in the sky.

"Whenever evil spirits cause chaos, men must sacrifice themselves to the army and sacrifice their bodies to defend the soil! Even if their bones are turned into mounds and rivers of blood are spilled, they must not humiliate our common people or lose our territory!"

The young man in white walked towards the ancient Great Wall of Fengqingtian step by step. Behind him, the shadows of thousands of scrolls appeared, and the words in the scrolls were exquisite and incisive!

Fourteen secret strategies!

Between heaven and earth, the awe-inspiring sound remains the same, and the golden words transformed into black and white chess pieces remain the same. Each word is like a golden mountain, extremely thick!

And below, the members of the Mingjiao tribe were listening to the "Complaint Against Rebellion" written by the Eleventh King of Tianji when the Mingjiao raised its troops a thousand years ago, and their followers couldn't help but read it.

Suddenly, countless voices roared across the mountains and rivers, shaking all directions:

"Sir, show your courage and courage!"

"Will, live in the blade!"

"Handsome, his sleeves are full of blood!"

"King, Blade Glow!"

"We have no elders, no seniors, no seniors, no seniors or juniors. We must work together with one heart and soul to pour out the waters of the eight wastelands, break the waves of the seas, guard the land of the sky, suppress the armies of evil tribes, suppress the bandits who bully us, and defeat the enemies.

!”

"The sea is now flowing across the sea, and we stand upright with no shame!"

"Let corpses litter the land, but..."
Chapter completed!