Wu Tian, ​​in the southeast territory, Ning Chen led the army to the south and went to war, laying down the vast territory.

In just one year, the battle was burning for 400,000 miles. Ning Chen used all the resources he used to enhance the strength of the hundred great sinners and the three thousand kings, and finally achieved initial results.

After Yu Lian stepped into the realm of heaven, many of the three thousand kings also stepped into the realm of imperialism, and their fighting power doubled.

In order to temper the army behind him, Ning Chen took hundreds of sinners and three thousand kings to fight continuously, giving them the greatest pressure.

The potential of human beings is endless. If they reach the limit, they may explode. For thousands of years, his road has come this way. Although he knows that everyone ’s road is different, he has no time to wait for these people to slowly growing up.

Only the most extreme method can bring out the most extreme results. What he needs is a brave and warlike army, not much, three thousand.

On a fairy mountain, hundreds of sinners and three thousand troops attacked the mountain several times, and the entire fairy mountain was almost destroyed.

In the void, Ning Chen stood still, and his empty eyes looked at the war ahead, without any waves.

Three thousand troops, led by Yu Lian, kept attacking, the injured retreated, and the dead were buried.

After three days and three nights, Xianshan was finally captured, and all the heavenly strong men on the mountain were killed, and no one survived.

Under the cruel rule of survival of Wuwantian, people seem to see through life and death rather than die.

For such a strong man, Ning Chen gives the highest respect and keeps his whole body.

The Three Thousand Army, after a series of battles, has already killed 30% of its battles. Although Ning Chen feels distressed, there is no way.

War, after all, has to be sacrificed. He brought these three thousand troops, even though he is already the best in the realm of the king, but he can't control his destiny without entering the royal road or even the realm of heaven.

All he can do is help them grow up as soon as possible, until each of them can stand alone.

In the cold night, Ning Chen set up a gathering of spirits to help the army heal the wounds. Even after the war, one hundred great sinners finally died in one battle and buried their bones in another country.

Ning Chen buried the dead sinners with his own hands, and the black soil cast a tomb for the dead.

Next to Ning Chen, Ah Man looked at the tombstone in front of him, with sadness in his eyes.

The days of living and dying together for a year have made each of them no longer strangers and gradually become friends. Now someone suddenly leaves and feels so uncomfortable.

Bang!

At this time, on the horizon, dark clouds gathered, covering the bright moon, heavy rain poured down, and the world was fogged.

In the rain, headed by Ning Chen, a hundred people saluted and saw off for the dead.

A sad atmosphere spread across the fairy mountain, and the long night gradually passed. When the rising sun was about to rise east, the heavy rain stopped.

On the fairy mountain, the three thousand army started again and rushed towards the next goal.

At the front of the chariot, Ah Man looked at the white-haired young man beside him and said softly, "There are only two thousand people left."

Ning Chen was silent. After a while, he said, "I know, I will start to replenish my troops."

In the rear, Yu Lian sighed softly while listening to the conversation in front.

After all, we have reached this point.

They are all from God Realm, expeditionary here, they have unspeakable emotions between each other, and if possible, they are reluctant to accept the powerful of other realms.

However, she is very clear that this is unrealistic after all.

As the war becomes more and more cruel, there must be more and more casualties between them. If you do not add troops, you will only get more casualties.

"Yu Lian, this matter is up to you."

Ning Chen opened his mouth and said calmly, "You take half of the people away, mainly to replenish your troops, and wait for them to come back as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Yu Lian took orders, the figure listened, and after the soldiers were ordered, the army left.

Ning Chen continued to move forward with the remaining troops, fighting for the next Xianshan Grand faction.

Ten days later, Ning Chen and his army captured a fairy mountain again, and after plundering resources, he led his troops and left.

In the southeastern frontier, the flames of war are spreading so quickly. In order to plunder sufficient resources, Ning Chen and the army of gods brought by him are nearly crazy, and they have been scorched everywhere.

Under the impetus of frequent warfare, driven by Ning Chen and others, the war quickly spread to all sides with the southeast territory as far as the eye can see.

Ten months later, Yu Lian hurried back with the army, and it was astonishingly extraordinary.

The two armies converged, and there were five thousand masters of the king. It was spectacular and extraordinary. Ning Chen said nothing and led the army to continue the battle.

However, in the next battle, on a fairy mountain with two wise monsters, Ning Chen was restrained and had no time to support others. An unprecedented tragic war happened, and a hundred great criminals killed 13 people. The master of the five thousand kings is half-damaged.

Bloody fairy mountains, blood red everywhere, after Ning Chen beheaded two Ming Daojing old monsters, empty eyes looked miserable below, hands clenched.

After the fierce World War I, one of the remaining hundred sinners finally realized the truth and successfully stepped into the heaven.

On the fairy mountain, Yu Lian looked at the residual body in front of him, and there was pain in his eyes.

Most of the casualties are the kings she recruited. Although the number is numerous, the quality is much different from that of the elite teachers from God Realm.

Ning Chen sighed softly after searching all over Xianshan, and his face flashed with disappointment.

"Are you still not?" Aman asked softly.

"No." Ning Chen shook his head.

The Three Souls that the Emperor said, even if it is in the Desire, it is just a legendary thing. In two years, he scrapped the Daxian Mountain, who did not know how many, but did not get any news.

Aside, Ah Man was silent. After a while, he said, "I will find it."

Ning Chen nodded, a smile on his face, and said, "No hurry, no big deal, just turn the whole Wuwan Tian, ​​we still have time."

"Huh." Aman nodded hard.

Ning Chen turned around and looked at the army ahead with empty eyes. Now that these people are too weak, he can't let go of his hands. When they really grow up and can stand alone, the burden on him can be much lighter.

Ning Chen did not leave the magic medicine on the mountain, and gave it to the hundred great sinners and the surviving king, and then took the army to continue.

Soon after the people left, an overbearing breath appeared in the void, looking at the people leaving in front of them, the flash of color flashed in their eyes.

The white-haired young man was extraordinary, he had no certainty of victory.

In the territory of Butiange, there was such a strong man, which was unexpected.

Bu Tian Pavilion, in the majestic hall, lingering around, a phantasy figure standing still, unable to see the face.

"Isn't Optimus shot yet?" Asked the majestic voice in the hall.

"No." A woman said, and answered.

"Strange, why hasn't Optimus shot yet?" The third voice sounded, and the vicissitudes were abnormal and puzzled.

In 氤氲, everyone is silent, no one knows the reason.

"Wait again, maybe Optimus is waiting for the right time." Inside the hall, the majestic voice sounded again, calmly.

At the same time, in the southeastern frontier, Ning Chen led a large army to continue the battle, scrapping the great factions of fairy mountains one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the third year passed and Ning Chen led the army to lay down a million miles of territory.

Finally, in the territory of millions of miles, Tianzun saw the power of the destiny and came to take the initiative.

At this point, Ning Chen began to really gain a foothold in Wuwutian.

In the fourth year, after being fully recuperated, Ning Chen led the army to continue the northward expedition, and the war reignited.

In the past four years, Ning Chen has already had seven Heavenly Venerables. Although they all know the Tao Realm, they have made a qualitative leap compared to before.

A million miles away, the Ningzi war flag was inserted into every fairy mountain, and the army arrived, and no one dared to follow.

People don't know the origin of the masters of the battle flag, only that their army is called the commander-in-chief, or Ninghou.

In four years, from the silent, to the princes of one side, Ning's teacher, began to play his own reputation.

In the fifth year, the unstoppable arrival, and finally, on a night of thunder and lightning, Aman went through the heavens and entered the heavens.

This night, Ning Chen's tired face showed an unprecedented smile, as if he was even happier than he preached.

Rarely, Ning Chen stopped the war for three months to stop the army to rest.

In the past five years, the army under Ning Chen has no less than 100,000, but the true division of the Ning family is still only 3,000, which remains unchanged.

The division of a hundred battles will not recruit newcomers unless someone is killed in battle.

"Master, go forward ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ is the boundary of Jiuxiao."

On the boundless great wasteland, Yu Lian looked at the master in front of her and reminded.

Jiuxiao is the most powerful force in the Southeast Territories except for the Tiantian Pavilion. Jiuxiao Fairy Mountain, the famous earthquake in the Southeast Territory, no one dares to underestimate.

Ning Chen's empty eyes stared at the front, for a long time, he said, "After dawn, send troops."

"Yes!" Yu Lian said respectfully.

The next day, the sky was just getting bright, and Ning Chen led the army to set off again, fighting for Jiuxiao.

In the void, Qingtian saw the mighty army in front of him, his figure flashed over and disappeared.

Bu Tian Pavilion, Bu Tian Temple, streamers converge, Qingtian appears, and walks into the hall.

Inside the hall, a powerful figure saw the coming person, and his face was puzzled.

"Qingtian, has the mission been completed?" Asked the master of the Tiantian Pavilion above the main hall.

"No." Optimus shook his head and said calmly, "I didn't shoot."

"Why?" Asked the Master Tiantian Pavilion.

"I didn't grasp to win him." Optimus said honestly.

"joke."

In the temple, a vicissitudes sounded, coldly, "Retreat without fighting, Qingtian, how can you stand up to the name of God of War."

Qingtian sneered and said, "If the elders are sure, they can do it by themselves. The verbal dispute is meaningless."

"presumptuous!"

In the main hall, Master Tiantian said in a deep voice, "Qingtian, don't be rude."

Qingtian converged and no longer provoked.

"With your strength, you are not even sure, it seems that this person really cannot be underestimated."

Bu Tiange said, "Where did he hit now?"

"Jiuxiao."

Qingtian calmly said, "At most 100 days, Jiuxiao will become scorched earth, I promise."