At this time, the single-sounding gentle voice entered Sun Hao’s ear. "The demon army in Xiaohao’s magical abyss is not far away."

Sun Hao nodded to the beautiful mermaid princess at a distance and said, "I am white" ~ ~
Chapter DiYiErQi Great naval battle five
Across the black fog, you can already see the high mountain of souls. At this time, what is the root of the mountain of souls? It has been covered by black fog and you can’t see it clearly.
But Sun Hao at the top of the mountain can see it from a distance.
The Golden Light of Wanshun Mountain and spirit of war Palace fly high to suppress the top of the mountain.
Four powerful monks in the four corners of spirit of war Palace sat cross-legged and Sun Hao recognized at a glance that the soul is not drunk and the mouse is not hungry. Sun Hao was familiar with many monks in front of spirit of war Palace and formed a large array to continuously inject real yuan into spirit of war Palace.
Among them are the Master of Zhuang Hall, the Master of Selecting Soldiers, and the Master of Single Hall.
There is no doubt that these monks are the real main force to suppress the abyss.
And spirit of war Palace is to suppress the magic deep peerless Dojo.
In addition to the spirit of war Palace, there are a large number of monks in the Four Halls of the Soul Mountain, who are defending their respective areas one after another. From time to time, a magic army rushes out of the churning black fog of the Soul Mountain and launches an attack with the Godsworn of the Soul Mountain.
Now that his fleet is chasing Luo San, the monks on both sides have seen the pursuit and taken corresponding measures.
Friar Wan Soul’s morale was greatly boosted, which instantly increased the attack strength of the other side in the black fog, especially Sun Hao’s pursuit direction. Friar Wan tried to cut off the retreat of Los San Fleet.
Of course, a large number of monks didn’t tell which part was chasing ships across the street.
It’s a terran ship, but it’s not what all souls want, not a fleet that all souls become famous.
The leader is too young, too young.
And more monks also feel quite strange. How many years have you been fighting against the inferno? What’s going on today? Actually, the inferno has been hunted down, and it’s such a strange thing to hunt down the magic abyss.
Some monks in Wanshun Mountain are a little hesitant and don’t know if they should make a move.
I wonder if it’s an inferno conspiracy.
Spirit of war Palace is hosting a large array of spirit of war Palace and injecting it into Zhenyuanzhuang Hall. The main hall is shining at the moment and yelling, "The main hall of Shaodian is back. Brothers, come on, don’t let the magic cubs escape."
If Hong Zhong resounds through the whole mountain of souls
Soul mountain suddenly churned up.
Sun Hao saw a monk yelling at himself on the mountain, "Little Hao, little Hao, boss, you are finally back …"
That’s Duan Dayong who has been pretending to be Sun Hao’s younger brother.
Shan Guan couldn’t help but roll out tears when she saw Wan Shen Mountain.
More than ten years ago, when she was assigned to fight back from the encirclement of the magic army with the four spirits, she once could never come back to the mountain where she was born.
Now goodbye to Wanshun Mountain, she found that the monk of Wanshun Mountain was less than half and the volume of Wanshun Mountain was reduced by more than half.
It is conceivable that in the past ten years, Wanshun Mountain has been facing another shocking war, and Brother Wanshun has been waiting for perseverance until now, when Xiaohao’s rescue comes.
With tears in her eyes, the ringing sound rang out from the Mermaid from a distance. "On May 5, 2016, ten thousand souls were less drunk, and the city of Lei Soul was less victorious, and the inferno was destroyed. Two hundred thousand elites … On May 15, 2016, the ten thousand souls were less victorious, and the island of Lei Soul was wiped out, and the black water magic department was wiped out … Five thousand diving shenzhou in the elite magic army was recorded on June 5, 2016.
The charm sound is full of emotion and stirring people’s hearts, and a pair of beautiful big eyes with tears are looking at Fengyun, the boy who floats and stands in a whisper.
All souls mountain suddenly quiet.
And then cheered violently into the sky.
Ten years, ten years of war.
Ten years, many life and death crises, many secondary deaths.
Comrade-in-arms fell down one by one, and the majestic mountain was conquered layer by layer. Friar Wan Soul represents the Terran’s hope that the four big friars will lead and hold the Terran’s last position.
Hard to see hope, stick to it.
For ten years
Just when everyone will eventually be unable to hold on to it or fall like a comrade-in-arms and become a member of the spirit.
I accidentally heard a series of shocking news.
Master Wan Ling led the Four Spirits and Master Guan Shao won a decisive victory in the sea battle of Wan Ling Island. Now, we are chasing the inferno monks and chasing them into the magic abyss.
Soul Island has been recovered.
The soldiers who are resting in the middle of the mountain are sitting on the ground or hugging each other with their friends and crying.
Hold the mountain of souls, hold it.
Recovered the island of ten thousand souls.
And those monks who are fighting all souls immediately got a big boost in morale and really started to work crazily, and launched a fierce attack on the magic army in the blazing sky.
Sitting cross-legged and drunk, a faint smile appeared on his face
The little old mouse crinkled without hunger or disdain, but still spit out two words "good!" "
Sun Hao looked at all souls, and the monks who were a little carried away with excitement felt passion and enthusiasm when they saw the scene of tears embracing each other. Hope and tears were not shaken in their hearts. These monks persisted for ten years and there is no doubt that they are the real heroes of Terran.
Floating mast, driving the wind and cloud, chasing the black fog dragon boat at a rapid speed, and Sun Haozhong bowed slightly and said, "Sun Haosun Chenxiang, the young master of all souls, has seen all heroes of all souls. You have stood by me for ten years and the Terran has lit up the dawn of hope. Thank you …"
Sun Hao’s easy road lights can’t help but think of himself following Sun Hao to travel to the mainland to bury the past. Nowadays, it is more important to suppress the magic abyss in Wanshun Mountain than to bury the market. In my heart, I feel empathy and kneel on one knee. "Thank you friends …"
The monks of Fengyun knelt on one knee "Thank you, Taoist friends"
Corleone’s body shook before the Godsworn could reply, and Lang said, "Now please come with me to give agarwood the last blow to the retreating magic army …"
Ding yi Qing Ming
The agarwood sword floated in front of Sun Hao’s streamlined blade, and a cold light flashed in the sunlight.
Corleone’s arms are on display and his mouth explodes to drink "Ba Hai Li Fei Tian Gong Shen spear strength gathers a sword …"
Knowing the sea, reflecting the divine knowledge and drawing.

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