At the shore of the weak water, the heavenly court was resting again, and five million troops appeared in a vast array of reincarnations. The leader was still the Liu'er Mihou, but at this moment, the Liu'er Mihou had no impulse and killed him in one go. After all, the battle with Buddhism was ahead, and the witch clan was waiting for his work. If he rushed over like this, he would be looking for death.

So after crossing the sea of ​​blood, Liu'er Mihou ordered the three armies to rest.

"Marson, when will we cross the weak water and kill us? The brothers who followed the Marshal to fight were really happy. They killed those Buddhists without leaving any armor. They were like Thunder God cutting tofu, and they were so thunderous!"

"Yes, yes, Marshal, when will we cross the weak water!"

Liu'er Mihou's prestige in the Heavenly Court army can be said to be unique, and Liu'er Mihou is easy-going, so these heavenly soldiers and generals like to talk to him. Liu'er Mihou's eyes were very serious and said seriously: "You should do your rest first. I just got the news. Your Majesty will lead the army in person this time!"

"What, the Great Heavenly Lord personally led the expedition?" For a moment, the heavenly soldiers and generals began to rise.

Liu'er Mihou was just trying to inspire his momentum, but he was not sure whether Haotian would lead the commander in person. However, he knew that the way of marching, morale may not necessarily win, but without morale, he would definitely not win. The emperor's personal struggle is now placed in the army of heaven, with the greatest morale.

But just as he finished speaking, he came to report behind him, saying, "Report~~~~"

"Say!~"

"Marson, the judicial god Yang Jian, leads millions of heavenly soldiers to help!"

Liu'er Mihou was overjoyed at once. Now the power in his hands has gone out of ten times in the battle with Buddhism. Although he can barely fight with the Witch Clan, as long as the Witch Clan is guarding the shore of the Ruoshui River, it will be difficult for him to deal with it. After all, the troops are not enough. But now Yang Jian comes with reinforcements, which gives him hope for victory.

Not long after, there were bursts of roars above the sea of ​​blood. These heavenly soldiers were all infantry soldiers, and the leader was Yang Jian.

The Liuer Mihou came to Yang Jian in an instant, patted Yang Jian on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yang, you are here, it's great!"

Yang Jian and Liu'er Mihou exchanged a few greetings. He and Liu'er Mihou had a good personal relationship. When they wiped out Huaguo Mountain, the two of them fought side by side and fought together. However, when Yang Jian once again set his eyes on these heavenly soldiers and generals, he was surprised and said, "Martin, why is this happening? They?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Liu'er Mihou's eyes and said, "Stop talking, millions of Buddhist soldiers descended on the sea of ​​blood. After fighting with Buddhist people, it became like this. Five of the elite troops in the Heavenly Court were gone, the Great Heavenly Lord~~~"

Liu'er Mihou really felt a little sorry for Haotian, and also for these heavenly soldiers and generals. There are still half of them who can fight now, so he doesn't know what it feels like.

However, Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty knows that you are in trouble, so he specially sent me as a pioneer to help. Your Majesty brings 365 stars, four great masters, Lei Gong and Die Mother, four great heavenly masters, and the five directions Jiedi. Then he arrived. This time, His Majesty used all the power of the Heavenly Court to personally lead the army!"

Liu'er Mihou listened and frowned, "Brother Yang, haven't you persuaded Your Majesty? The Lord of All Saints is in an unexpected place. If Your Majesty has a three-length and two-two-shortness, then the three realms..."

"Oh~~" Yang Jian sighed and said, "Marson, don't you not know about Your Majesty's character?"

Liu'er Mihou also sighed, then pulled Yang Jian to the front of the formation, pointed to the opposite side and said, "Brother Yang, look at the opposite side. The millions of witch tribes are treated solemnly, and there is another saint. The situation is very unclear now. Once there is a problem, you take Your Majesty with you first!"

Yang Jian nodded and said, "I understand!"

"Three Realms are the most important!" Liu Er Mihou said again. The two of them stretched out their hands and claped their palms together with a click. Yang Jian said, "Three Realms are the most important!"

"Brother Yang, you once led the army back then. See what can you do to break the situation in front of you!"

Yang Jian looked at the witch army on the other side, shook his head helplessly and said, "There is no way. Now the other party has a favorable terrain. Unless they are drawn out, our heavenly cavalry and chariots can play a role, otherwise it will be really difficult. Unless~~~"

Yang Jian said, his eyes fell on the Shenji Camp, which was composed of the Heavenly Court's archers, with millions of people, one of which was placed in the last one in the Heavenly Court camp. In this battle against Buddhism, the Shenji Camp consumed the least amount of money and its combat power was still strong. Seeing Yang Jian's gaze, Liu Er Mihou smiled and said, "Weak Water is too powerful. I have tried it before. Ordinary immortals cannot survive the Weak Water at all! You will die when you enter~!"

"There was once a unit in the Heavenly Court that could survive the weak water, and its combat power was very strong in the weak water!" Yang Jian said thoughtfully.

Liu'er Mihou suddenly felt his mind and said, "You mean the 100,000 Tianhe sailors of Marshal Tianpeng back then!"

"Yes, it's the 100,000 Tianhe soldiers, but there are too few 100,000 people. But now it's okay, we can't get through the weak water, and the witch clan has no way to come, otherwise things will be really difficult to handle!"

Liu'er Mihou nodded and said, "Shenji Camp is ready to shoot at the other side!"

With the command of Liu'er Mihou, all the archers of Shenji Camp were mobilized to the shore, and the bows and arrows were on the strings. For a moment, the howling wind passed by the weak water. The witch clan didn't care about it for a while. When they saw it, millions of arrows had already appeared in front of them. After a burst of howling, both sides fell silent again.

Three thousand weak waters have now become the last gap between these heavenly soldiers and generals and cannot be crossed. At that time, the witch clan rushed to the heavenly court and passed by the weak water, but with the saint Houtu, rushing out the weak water is nothing. But now, the situation is different. There is no saint in the heavenly court, so it is impossible to cross the weak water at all. Even Liu'er Mihou and Haotian, relying on their strong cultivation to cross the weak water, would probably have to pay a price.

This is also the reason why Houtu cannot stick to it. Once it appears in the sea of ​​blood, if millions of witch troops are not properly managed, they will be wiped out. To preserve Buddhism, it is obviously not worth it to make such sacrifices. Therefore, Houtu has been silent. After all, if the foundation is not strong, you cannot force it. Now the three thousand weak waters in the underworld have actually blocked the way of the troops in the heavenly court and become an unbridgeable gap.
Chapter completed!