Chapter 315 (1/2)
Hoo!
Hoo!
Outside the valley, there were bursts of breeze blowing on the face. Then, there was white fog spreading, which instantly filled the entrance of the whole valley.
meanwhile.
There was a sound coming from the fog.
”Hehe, it's worthy of being commander-in-chief of King Ling of Zhou. The pillar stone of the snow empire was really not simple!”
”That's just the past. Now he's just a lost dog!”
”That's right. He didn't kill my Shiyin sect disciples during his military unification. This time, I must catch King Zhou Ling and refine him into a corpse puppet.”
”Giggle, in that case, we have no joy Valley to ask for this nearly 20000 strong little brother.”
”Sirius Lin is really a waste. He commands nearly 100000 troops and can't even stop King Zhou Ling who runs out of ammunition and food.”
”He is a waste.”
A series of gloomy or cold or murderous words sounded one by one outside the valley.
Then.
From the valley came the roar of spirit beasts.
When the sound came, the mounts under the four legions retreated uneasily, roaring with fear.
”Since you're here, why hide and despise?”
The king of Zhou Ling looked indifferent and looked coldly at the white fog in front of him.
”Hum, the bereaved dog has the courage to say such words to us.”
”It's just boring!”
”Since he wants to die, you don't have to go to the theatre and kill King Zhou Ling yourself.”
Deep in the white fog, a shadow appeared.
Then, the figure became clearer and stepped out of the white fog directly, appearing in front of King Ling of Zhou and others.
There were six people who appeared.
Five men and one woman.
Although they have different looks and temperament, they have one thing in common.
That is the majesty and prosperity that has been in power for many years.
”Corpse Yin sect, Wuhuan Valley, iron fist gate, yin and Yang academy, black and white hall, beast mountain and the strongest six quasi seven forces in the snow empire have all gone out! It seems that the face of King Ling of Zhou is really big enough!”
Having said that, King Ling's face was very gloomy.
The main brains of these six forces all have one star martial Saint cultivation, which is equivalent to themselves.
It's nothing if he deals with one as usual.
It's a little reluctant to deal with two.
Against six, there is absolutely no life or death!
After all.
At present, all six people have their own strength.
The battle spirits of the four legions, after the previous crazy war, fell into a state of depression after overdraft, and could not condense again in the short term.
Therefore, the situation of King Zhou Ling is more dangerous than that of Sirius!
”This is also to repay you for the kindness of King Zhou Ling's' care 'for our six schools over the years.”
”Yes, thanks to the 'care' of King Ling of Zhou, our six schools can thrive today!”
”There is no reward for this kindness. We can only wipe you out with our own hands and sacrifice our rise with your blood.”
King Ling of Zhou ignored them, but looked at the soldiers beside him and said, ”after the war starts, you will try your best to protect the mistress and take her out.”
But as soon as his words fell, the white fog dispersed. When he saw the scene after the white fog dissipated, he was always resolute. King Zhou Ling, who had the face of Mount Tai collapsing in front and did not change his color, looked extremely pale at the moment.
Compared with being surrounded and suppressed by nearly 100000 troops of Sirius, it was even paler!
”Hehe, are you shocked? I guess I never dreamed of it. There are such elite soldiers among my six sects?”
”This is a generous gift we have prepared for you to repay your kindness.”
”Look at your expression, it seems that you are not very satisfied with this gift.”
The main brain of the six forces was gossiping without a word, and his words showed a strong mockery of King Ling of Zhou.
King Ling of Zhou was silent and didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on the six sides behind the six factions, which were full of strong killing machines.
The six teams are the elite of the six schools. In terms of cultivation and allocation, they are not inferior to the four legions of King Ling of Zhou.
Especially in quantity.
King Zhou Ling's four legions, each with only 5000 people.
Among the six power camps, each camp has ten squares, calculated according to 1000 people in each square.