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Chapter 1500 Frontline. Ancient Battlefield

"Okay Elder Tang Tian, ​​you don't have to refuse anymore!"

Seeing that Tang Tian hesitated, Long Sheng immediately put the ring in his hand, and then turned around and walked out of the hall before Tang Tian could react.

But as soon as he reached the door, Long Sheng stopped again.

"Elder Tang Tian, ​​be careful. Also, if you meet the old housekeeper, remember to let him be more careful."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Looking at Long Sheng's back, Tang Tian couldn't help but look amused and crying on his face.

"Forget it, I'd better wait until I arrive on the front line and leave it to fellow Daoist Long. After all, this is what he, the mansion master, should do, and it can be regarded as some efforts for the disciples of Prince Jing's mansion on the front line!"

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This is a dark world, filled with the breath of death. Even after endless years, there seems to be a shout of killing in the air. A stream of power flows in the void, forming a strange vortex, constantly

Annihilation reappears again.

This is a battlefield that has existed since eternal times. It was the place where the great catastrophe was born and the most tragic battle. The creatures in the entire Star Realm, whether ordinary immortals or monks, gathered here to survive and fight side by side.

!

This is a bone burial place, with broken weapons and broken corpses everywhere, and more, they are buried underground along with the wind and sand.

Of course, there are also many corpses of human race and alien races.

The mist is everywhere, and the sound of the wind is coming and going with bloody sounds. The sky is already sad.

On the blood-stained earth, the terrible corpses were lying on the cold ground in a scattered manner. The blood in some corpses had not dried up completely. Drop by drop, slowly permeating, soaking the soil layer, and the fire light in the distance

The raging is constantly raging, and the sound of killing is vaguely visible.

A thrilling battle of killing came to the end cruelly.

If someone enters here, the depressing atmosphere here will be even stronger, and the murderous aura in the battlefield will almost penetrate into the skin. This idea of ​​the battlefield that came from the eternal past and even affected to this day. If you don’t have a firm mind, you will be afraid that you will be able to come here.

Controlled by killing.

"kill!"

Suddenly, with a loud shout, an illusory figure condensed in the void, holding a big axe in his hand and slashed forward!

This is a afterimage transformed by the power and thoughts on the battlefield. Even after death, the fighting will remain unshakable, and the figure disintegrated in the blink of an eye and turned into nothingness.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

A roar sounded, and the phantoms became more and more. You could vaguely see these soldiers...

A big river in the middle of the battlefield runs across the sky and passes through the battlefield. It does not know its origin or its end, and it also cannot see the edge on the other side!

It is a kind of invisible, more like a kind of crushing of Tao, a kind of constraint, just like speaking and following the Dharma. If the other party makes you unable to see it, you will not be able to see it!

The river water is surging with waves all the time, but there is no sound, and there is no sound, and the water vapor is not felt. Instead, it is filled with the smell of blood, which is extremely strange. From this, it can be seen that countless creatures have fallen here.

This big river separates the Western Regions and the Central Plains, forming a boundary. Moreover, this river may have fallen too many creatures, and it seems that half of them were suddenly cursed. No creature can touch it. Once touched, it will be cursed in the river.

Erosion will eventually lead to a scattered end. Even if you are the Nine Tribulation Immortal, you still cannot stop the erosion of this curse.

At this time, millions of miles away from the battlefield, there was an extremely huge city standing here. The city was 100,000 miles in a radius, with a wall of dozens of feet high, and covered with dense formation runes.

This city is also the last border defense of the Central Plains. Once it falls here, the entire Central Plains will eventually be captured.

At that time, the city was filled with forces of all sizes, large and small, throughout the Central Plains.

In the center of the city, a huge conference room was now filled with dense crowds of people, and these people were representatives of various forces.

On the high platform, there were dozens of figures sitting, all of which were representatives of the top ten forces in the Central Plains. Or they were strong people with personal strength reaching the level of Nine Tribulations of Immortals, who had this qualification.

Sitting on the high platform.

Even the Lintian Sect, which is extremely powerful in Jingzhou, is not qualified to sit here.

At this time, one of the white-haired old men stood up.

Under the old man's white hair, he could see the traces carved by time. He could also vaguely see his face, which was originally angular when he was young, and his magnificent body has now become a little hunched with the years.

But standing there will make people feel more respectful. The only thing that remains unchanged is the slightest sense of fighting that always emanates from the firm eyes. The passion belongs to the young man. There is no desire to roam and gallop freely, but there is more planning.

The calmness and laughter talk about the victory of the storm and clouds for thousands of miles! ya

"Everyone, now it has reached the most critical moment. According to the latest news, in three days, the Western Regions will devote all their combat power to launch a general attack on us. If we can resist it, it's okay, if we can't, I

I think you should know the consequences!"

"The consequence is that our entire Central Plains will eventually fall, and your sects, families, relatives, and friends will be enslaved and killed by the Western Regions in the future."

"And this time we gathered everyone, mainly to tell everyone that whether it is a sect, family, or casual cultivator, we must do our best to show our trump card. This will be our last chance, and it will be ours.

The last only chance."

"Here, I thank everyone for the entire Central Plains!"

After saying that, the old man bowed deeply to the person below.

After listening to the old man's words, everyone below also became firm in their eyes.

Everyone present showed respect and admiration for the old man.

This old man is powerful, but he is not from any sect, but a casual cultivator. However, the most admirable thing about him is that he has been guarding the border throughout his life to prevent invasion of alien races, and never left

By.ua

As the old man sat down, someone stood up on the stage and began to say, saying that he was nothing more than some words of encouragement, but at this time, he could only say this.

Time passes by bit by bit.

The meeting was disbanded the next day.

Everyone who came out of the meeting looked extremely solemn.

"Sir, what did you say inside? Have you ever seen Lord Cangyun? He is the existence I admire most. He only protects the boundaries throughout his life and resists countless foreign tribes for the entire Central Plains."

"Yes, yes! Lord Cangyun is also the person I admire the most."
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