Chapter 1400 (1/2)

Cold and resolute voice wafted in the sky.

All of a sudden, six masters of the island of the underworld shot back.

”Holy, Holy...”

The shrill cry breaks through the autumn's bleak rope and covers all the killing.

Bang, the guard next to the six of the Ming island knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to those who could not stand down.

”Saint...”

Thousands of soldiers and horses, hissing.

”The real weapon of hell island. Hum, I will go to ask for advice myself. I will see who wins and who loses in the end.”

Standing high on the top of the mountain, the moon answers coldly, but the nine saints of Ming island can't hear it.

”Surrender or war?” In this cold answer, Aoyun, Xuesheng soldiers and horses roared and shook the sky.

The mountains echo and the valley is green.

Ming island soldiers and horses were encircled by regiments.

There are only a few green mountains, the sound of killing.

”Down...”

The word down, how many blood and tears, how many national hatred.

”Win, we win...”