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Chapter six hundred and six make way

The Three Heaven. True Dragon leads the front camp.

"Report!" A Taiyi Jinxianfeng rushed into the commander's tent in a hurry and knelt down on one knee: "Report to the Marshal, there is something going on in the Phoenix Ridge Camp."

Ya Zi immediately grew up and asked with a serious look on his face: "What did Gu Xijue do?"

"The Zifeng Fairy brought people to Buzhou Mountain. I don't know what to do." Taiyi Jinxian hurriedly answered.

Yazi immediately stepped forward and asked loudly, "How many people have you brought?"

"About a thousand people, all of whom are the generals of Phoenix Ridge." Taiyi Jinxian replied again.

Yazi was stunned: "Not only one thousand people? What do she want to do?" If she was about to start, it would be a thousand troops, so how could there be only one thousand people?

He thought for a moment and ordered loudly: "Send the order, don't act rashly, and plan to me!"

Immediately, there was a dragon-headed human body, Taiyi Jinxian holding a steel fork in his mind, walked in.

"Take your men and I to Buzhou Mountain!" After saying this, Yazi rushed out of the patriotic tent and headed towards Buzhou Mountain.

The three heavens are in front of Buzhou Mountain.

Gu Xijue brought nearly a thousand generals, wearing plain clothes and a solemn expression to Buzhou Mountain.

The entrance of Buzhou Mountain was originally controlled by half, but because something happened to Fenghuangling these days, many people went to the coach's tent, and now they are controlled by the people led by the True Dragon.

Seeing this group of people coming, Zhenlong led the army to a tense momentum and was ready to take action at any time.

A white figure separated from the army and landed before the army formation, shouting loudly: "The person who comes to stop, I wonder what is the price for the Sixth Princess to come here?"

This is a powerful dragon clan, the sub-saint of Frost Dragon. He is extremely powerful and is a general in a place. He is only under the nine sons of the true dragon.

Gu Xijue had no expression on his face and said lightly: "I want to go to the Fourth Heaven to worship my Zifeng Army Marshal."

While talking, I kept flying towards Buzhou Mountain.

The Shuanglong Yasheng immediately shouted: "I'm really sorry, Sixth Princess, I need to ask Marshal Yazi to answer you."

Gu Xijue shook his head: "I think you made a mistake. Because I only knew you when you asked me, but I didn't want to ask you. Who do you want to ask for instructions? I don't care. In short, don't block my way."

While speaking, he was only ten meters away from the Frost Dragon Assassin.

The Frost Dragon Assassin's face darkened. After a moment of thought, he activated the true energy and turned into a huge ice wall to block the front.

Gu Xijue seemed to have not seen it and continued to move forward. Purple flames gushed out from her body, licking at the ice wall like the tongue of a ferocious beast.

A loud bang, the sound of ice shattering accompanied by the burst sound of two extreme energy touching, and the ice wall melted quickly.

The Frost Dragon Yasheng's face darkened, and he tried his best to activate his true energy, trying to maintain the ice wall.

He cannot let the other party go easily, but the situation is subtle at this moment, and he dare not easily trigger the war. He can only try his best to stop it.

Unfortunately, Gu Xijue's strength exceeded his expectations. The four sons of the prehistoric world were definitely not worthy of fame. Even if so many things have happened now, she is definitely not comparable to ordinary monks.

Gu Xijue moved forward step by step. When he walked to the Shuanglong Asuka, the huge ice wall had collapsed and disappeared.

The Frost Dragon Assassin finally couldn't help but slapped Gu Xijue with one palm. The frost energy condensed in his hand, like an ice cone, coming fiercely.

Gu Xijue stretched out two jade fingers and easily clamped the ice cone. The flames soared into the sky, turning into a huge fist and hit the Frost Dragon Sub-Saint. Only a loud bang was heard, and the other party was knocked away directly.

"General!" The soldiers of the True Dragon Leader shouted, and then they each activated their true energy and prepared to start a war.

"Stop!" With a loud shout, Yazi, wearing a golden helmet, flew over quickly and landed more than ten meters in front of Gu Xijue.

"Yaozi!" When the generals of the Ghost Car and others saw him, they all pulled out their weapons and activated their true energy, and were filled with righteous indignation.

"Stop!" Gu Xijue said lightly, then looked at Ya Zi.

Ya Zi looked at Gu Xijue and asked, "Sixth Princess, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my style is still the same. I don't know why I came here."

Gu Xijue stared at him and said slowly: "I want to go to the fourth heaven to worship my Zifeng Army Marshal."

After hearing Gu Xijue say this, Ya Zi sighed: "I feel sorry for Marshal Honghu's affairs. Heaven is rarely peaceful. I don't want to fight, but I can't help but hold back in that situation."

Gu Xijue had no expression fluctuations and nodded slightly: "As a soldier, a horse and a corpse may not be considered a kind of honor for a lifetime. The marshal's death on the battlefield is also considered a kind of destination."

"But if I have the chance to take off your head, I won't hold back."

Ya Zi raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refute anything. He just took out a pot of wine: "I used to drink with Honghu in the past, and he liked this kind of strong wine called Huangsha very much. If you go there today, I will also give him another toast."

Gu Xijue shook his head: "You are wrong. The marshal mentioned yellow sand wine to me. Every time he drank it, it made him feel lonely. But he actually didn't like yellow sand wine, because it always reminded him of the battlefield and the flesh and blood buried below. And..."

"How can the marshal drink the enemy's wine?"

While speaking, Gu Xijue had already passed by Yazi and flew towards the top of Buzhou Mountain. Nearly a thousand soldiers from Phoenix Ridge followed. After passing by Yazi, they were all angry, but they still held back and did not take action.

Ya Zi smiled slightly, disregarded his concern, drank the wine in his hand, and then shouted loudly: "Let it go!"

Hearing the order of the marshal, the Zhenlong army blocked the front immediately dodged left and right, giving up a road.

At this time, the Frost Dragon Asa Saint flew over and said anxiously: "Marson, this..."

Ya Zi shook his head slightly: "It's okay, send the orders to let the people in the fourth level of heaven see that the people in the Phoenix Ridge should not do it easily. As long as the other party doesn't do anything out of order, let them go. Don't worry, they won't do anything in the fourth level of heaven. This woman is very smart, she won't do stupid things like burning jade and stones."

Seeing that Yazi was very confident about what he said, Frost Dragon Asa Saint nodded and then stepped down.

Sixth level of heaven.

Judging from the naked eye, Buzhou Mountain is less than two days away, but Zhou Cheng felt that he would not be able to walk the two days away.

He was originally a little worried that Sun Jiuyang would make a mistake in his judgment, and this was not the real Buzhou Mountain. But everything in front of him made him relieve this concern because he was in a bigger crisis again.

I don’t know if it’s close to Buzhou Mountain and it’s easy to practice, or if someone comes in, he will definitely leave Buzhou Mountain. The number of spiritual bodies at this moment is hard to describe. What’s more serious is that spiritual bodies in the sub-saint realm also appear more frequently.

The five-sided flag can no longer attack, and all the energy is used to defend. The Daoyan sword is sweeping wildly, constantly opening the way forward.
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