"Demon World!"

Yang Fanhai was shocked, but he didn't expect that General Zhuge actually gave this answer.

The army that followed Fuxi to fight all over the world actually went to the Demon Realm and stayed for more than 7,000 years. It was incredible and unimaginable what method Fuxi Holy Emperor could actually send such an army to the Demon Realm.

Not to mention others, even the demon king Mo Lie could not do it, otherwise he would not compromise on Emperor Yu Haotian's request in order to return to the demon world and took the risk to assassinate Gongsun Xuanyuan.

"How did the Holy Emperor do it?" Yang Fanhai asked again, extremely curious.

"This is hard to say!" General Zhuge shook his head: "We can't tell the secret of the Holy Emperor... After all, we don't know either. We only know that the passage appears in front of us, and then we go in."

It seemed that he couldn't ask anything anymore, Yang Fanhai could only shake his head and said, "I still don't quite understand why the war started at this time."

"The war is about to begin. As a pioneer, it is not a good thing that you still have so many doubts." General Zhuge smiled and said, "I can only say that. Some people are waiting for you, and some are waiting for the king. When you two get together, it's just the right time."

"opportunity?"

Yang Fanhai looked at him even more puzzled. He was about to ask again, but suddenly he heard someone screaming: "Look, look, what is that? Something fell down."

Several people looked up and saw black shadows falling in the sky in the distance, and things like water mist were sprinkled.

"The war has been declared!" General Zhuge whispered, as if he had expected it.

"It's a corpse!" Yang Fanhai's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the black shadow was actually two corpses. The mist was sprinkled with water, not blood, and what was it? He immediately called out his wings, rushed into the sky, condensed with the true energy, and landed the corpse and blood on the ground.

Who is this? Just as he was confused, Yang Fanhai heard a burst of thunder and anger from above: "The frog at the well, a group of ignorant people, dare to challenge the heavenly court, and the great sins should be punished. Today, kill your envoy, the Emperor of Heaven is waiting in the heaven world, and you and the ignorant people just come and die."

As the shouts were loudly, dark clouds churned. When the sound went away, the sky cleared again.

At this time, Rio Tinto, Yinglong and others rushed over from their respective military camps. Yang Fanhai looked at the two and asked, "Is this a messenger?"

Rio Tinto nodded: "That's right."

"Can the king be there?" Yang Fanhai asked again.

Rio Tinto shook his head: "The king has gone to Wudu and he will probably come back in the evening!"

"I understand!" Yang Fanhai nodded, stood up, and said to the soldiers around him: "Do him be buried with a generous amount, notify the Ministry of Revenue to give him a first-class hero treatment, and report it to him when the king comes back, and he will approve it."

"As for the order!" Several soldiers took the order and left.

Rio Tinto frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

He felt that Yang Fanhai's breath suddenly changed, and in this instant he changed from a Chinese human race to a Chinese soldier, and the aura he emitted became bloodthirsty and was in a fight.

"You know what I want to do!" Yang Fanhai looked at his eyes and said calmly: "I am not a warlike person. Before the war comes, I will find a way to stop the war. At that moment, I was just an ordinary Chinese citizen."

"But when the war comes, I will devote all my energy to this war. No matter how great the strength is, I will give my best, because... I am a soldier!"

He spread his wings, flew into the sky, and then landed in front of his military camp. His purple spear pointed to the sky and ordered loudly: "Yanzhou Camp obeys the order!"

"Please give orders to the general!"

A loud roar responded. When the situation started, the twelve generals had already begun to gather their troops. At this moment, the Yanzhou camp had already been assembled.

"Yang Fanhai, wait for the king to come!" Rio Tinto shouted, intending to stop Yang Fanhai.

From planning to the beginning of this war, only Gongsun Xuanyuan and Fuxi Shenghuang knew about it. Not to mention Yang Fanhai who left Zhengcheng, even the generals who had been in China were basically unaware of it. It was not until Gongsun Xuanyuan began to mobilize armies from all sides in the early stage of the declaration of war.

As soldiers, they will execute every order issued by the king, but as practitioners, they will inevitably be frightened by Gongsun Xuanyuan's crazy declaration of war.

That kind of timidity made this general who had been fighting the witch clan for many years on the southern front and was confused and did not dare to make decisions easily, fearing that a mistake would lead to everything collapse.

"No need!" Yang Fanhai shook his head: "Even if the king comes, he will definitely have the same idea as me. I understand him. I am a pioneer and have been waiting here, and my spirit will be lost. Since the war has begun, I will open this road of heaven, and you can follow me."

"Yanzhou Camp, go to war with me!"

With a command, the 10,000 Yanzhou Camp moved immediately, stepped on the war horse and rushed out with Yang Fanhai, shouted all the way, and rushed up Jianmu along the huge tree roots.

It was originally full of morale, but as soon as I entered Jianmu, I heard a sound of people rushing over. Yang Fanhai looked back and secretly called himself careless.

Yanzhou Camp fought south and north for many years, but he had never been to Jianmu. It was difficult for a while to adapt to this kind of change in the sky and earth. Although each of them had good strength, the war horses under his crotch were not good, and he turned over a blockbuster for a while.

"General, this..." Zhang Zhi looked embarrassed, and he had never thought of such a situation.

"So quickly!"

Yang Fanhai shouted in a deep voice, without reprimanding it. After the Yanzhou Camp reorganized, he led the army to the heavens again.

Looking at the vast and endless front, he was inexplicably angry, but he couldn't explain clearly what the cause of this anger was. Is it because it destroyed the unspoken rules of fighting between the two countries, or because of the other party's attitude?

But no matter what, when those two corpses fell from the sky, the war really began. As a soldier, all he could do was fight. As the vanguard of this war, he could do all obstacles on this road and make the army move faster.

"Yang Fanhai!"

Rio Tinto hesitated for a moment and chased after him, but when he saw Yang Fanhai's firm and galloping back, he finally sighed and gave up chasing. The overture of the war has begun, fighting with the sky, and under such huge pressure, everyone will become crazy.

Yang Fanhai looked ahead and remained silent. The twelve generals followed closely and did not make any noise. For them, as long as Yang Fanhai was ahead, it did not matter who the enemy was.

Why is this happening, why is it declared war, and why is it so hasty to deal with the battle... He didn't expect this war at first, and at this moment he could no longer suppress the thoughts in his heart and was full of thoughts.

This feeling is ridiculous, but it really exists. Emperor Haotian, Gongsun Xuanyuan... He didn't know which one he should blame, but he felt like he was pushed into a fire pit and was burned, which was extremely uncomfortable.

It seemed as if two people appeared in their bodies, one was talking to Gongsun Xuanyuan and the other was talking to his uncle. The two accused each other and defended each other, making it difficult to part with each other.

This is the will of the Holy Emperor Fuxi, and Gongsun Xuanyuan must not violate it. The location of Emperor Haotian cannot tolerate him being appeased by any challenge. He is the emperor of heaven and earth, the supreme emperor, not just his uncle, and he has no need to compromise with anyone.

He didn't know that there were too few people in this war, but he felt that there seemed to be countless blood pouring down from the sky like the water of the sky, making the front of him blood red, and his eyes turned blood red, and he was full of murderous aura.

The sky broke again. The last time a Saint Nuwa went to repair it, but this time? No one could give him an answer.

No one has ever really counted how high the sky is. The only answer that can be given is very high, and it is hard to describe it. Even if there is building a building and walking on the ground, it will not be a matter of one day or two.

Four months have passed, not to mention the Heavenly Court, even that leaf is still out of reach.

The blowing wind calmed down day by day, and his red eyes gradually returned to their normal colors.

After a long breath, his mind finally calmed down again, knowing that he had lost his impulse. It was not only because of the contradictory thoughts in his heart, but also the influence of evil spirits. This terrible power not only suddenly loses control, but also affects his mind without realizing it.

Does the war really have to break out? Yang Fanhai suddenly felt that he was not as hatred as he imagined for Emperor Haotian, and he also thought of the reason.

Whether it is Ziyi, Master Feng, Lu Ya Daojun, or Sun Jiuyang, when it comes to Emperor Haotian, they all appreciate and even praise.

Intuition told him that Emperor Haotian should not only be a bad person, but also a promising king, otherwise he would never get the praise of these people.

But if this is the case, why did the Holy Emperor Fuxi ask Gongsun Xuanyuan to declare war again? Yang Fanhai was puzzled and suddenly stopped the war horse, allowing everyone to stop with him.

"General, what's wrong?"

Zhang Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to ask, after these days, the twelve generals felt that Yang Fanhai was in a wrong state, but they didn't dare to ask questions.

"Nothing!" Yang Fanhai shook his head and looked at him again and said, "I want you to stop here and wait for the king to come."

"Stop? Of course!" Zhang Zhi nodded anxiously. He also felt that his troops were really impulsive to advance in this way. But after he finished speaking, he immediately felt something was wrong: "General, what about you?"

His own general was talking about "you", and he did not include himself.

Yang Fanhai glanced at the front and said in a deep voice: "I am going to the Ninth Heaven, I am going to meet Emperor Haotian, I am going to stop this war!"

"ah!"

The twelve generals were stunned for a moment and could hardly recover. It took a while before Huangfu Shaowei said loudly: "General, you are crazy, you are going to die!" They could not understand what Yang Fanhai was thinking at this moment.

"No, this is not going to die. I have to meet Emperor Haotian!"

Yang Fanhai was very determined. Maybe it was right to use the power of others to help him achieve his goal, but he really didn't want to meet his uncle like this.

"General..."
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