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Chapter 492

The Qing Rivers and rivers run across the Dawu Dynasty and can be regarded as a natural barrier in the southern border.

Since the outbreak of the alien riots, almost all those surviving north of the Qing River have retreated into the southern territory. Under this war that concerns the survival of the race, any cultivator who has practiced, regardless of his level, has been classified as a military organization and unified dispatch.

The monks of the Dawu Dynasty gathered together like never before and resisted the alien races together.

But even though the power of all the monks of the entire Dawu Dynasty was still difficult to resist the pace of the alien race. In just one month, the northern border fell, and Lin Feng led the remaining 10,000 Tianlang troops to protect Luo Ling and others and headed southward.

After the fall of the northern border, within half a year, the entire Dawu Dynasty was completely destroyed by foreign races except for the southern border, and even the once extremely prosperous royal city became a ruin.

South of the Qingjiang River, with high mountains and ridges as barriers, human monks built an unprecedented magnificent line of defense.

This is also the last line of defense of the Dawu Dynasty. If this place is broken, the alien army will drive in and have no force to stop it.

Jiufeng Mountain, this mountain is surrounded by stretching mountains on all sides. If you don’t fly from above, it will be difficult to be launched. On Jiufeng Mountain, it is the base camp of the Dawu Army.

In the central army's tent, King Wei was wearing red armor and a sword on the head. Next to him was Lin Feng, Wei Kuang, and Wei Tong, who were also full of armor, were all in front of the hall.

In addition to them, there are dozens of experts in the tent. Most of them are masters in the world. Except for Wei Kuang and Wei Tong, all the extraordinary masters present are extraordinary masters? They are also the only extraordinary masters left in the Great Martial Dynasty? The only remaining forces that can compete with the powerful aliens.

At this time, the atmosphere in the central army's tent was very serious? All the strong men were stern? No one spoke, and everyone seemed to be waiting.

Soon? A soldier came to report.

"Report! The foreign front army is preparing to cross the river, and the third elder of the Gong family leads the team to attack? Result..."

"What's the result? Say!" King Wei said without changing his face, but his hand holding the hilt of the knife still tightened a little unconsciously.

The Gong family, the first family in Jiangdong? There are three extraordinary people? The genius of his family, Mr. Ming Yu, died at the hands of Han Xu on the bank of the Qingjiang River.

The soldier said tremblingly: "The people brought by the third elder of the Gong family were destroyed by the alien race within a stick of incense!"

After he finished speaking, the entire tent was silent.

The third elder of the Gong family, an extraordinary mid-stage expert? Among the masters present, they are considered the first echelon.

This time the alien army was approaching, and he volunteered to be the first to fight. Everyone also hoped him, hoping that he would win a small victory no matter what? To inspire the morale of the army, but what was waiting for was bad news that it was completely wiped out.

"Third brother!" an old man said with heartache. He is the eldest elder of the Gong family? A master in the later stage, the elder brother of the third elder of the Gong family.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and a sad atmosphere flows in everyone's heart. No one is optimistic about the result of this battle.

At this time, the King of Wei stood up and said, "Everyone, I can understand what you think in my heart. I feel sad about the death of the Third Elder of the Palace. However, this battle is related to the life and death of our Dawu Dynasty, and even the life and death of the entire human race. Now the alien race is on the other side and may launch an attack at any time. There is no time left for us to grieve."

"You all present represent the strongest power of our Dawu Dynasty. Please cheer up and fight the enemy with all your strength!"

"The Regent is right. There is no way out behind us. Although the alien race is powerful, we all work together and fight against the enemy, and there may not be no chance of winning." The person who spoke was Han Xu's old acquaintance, Zhang Tianming, the vice president of Jiuxiao Academy.

Before the great disaster came, he fought to the death of the palace and protected the students of the Jiuxiao Academy and withdrew from the royal city. Later, he came to the southern border and integrated the power of the Jiuxiao Academy to form a team. In the previous battles, this team, which was almost entirely composed of children of powerful people, performed beyond everyone's expectations.

"Tianming, is there any news from the President?" King Wei asked when he saw Zhang Tianming speak.

Zhang Tianming shook his head, and King Wei turned his gaze to another place where two monks stood, both of them, Han Xu's acquaintances, Ku Hui and Ku Zhi.

They also participated in the war against the alien race with the monks from the Hanging Temple.

"Amitabha!" said Ku Hui, "Senior Brother Ku Jie was not in contact either."

Everyone was silent again. The dean of Jiuxiao Academy and the abbot of Kujie in Xuankong Temple were two extremely mysterious masters. Only the top people in the Dawu Dynasty knew that their strength was definitely greater than that of the four kings of different surnames.

If they could be found, they might be able to fight against the Black Armor Royal Clan of the alien race, but there is no news about them yet.

Zhang Tianming asked: "Regent, don't you know if Han Xu has any news?"

The King of Wei shook his head and said, "Ni Shang and Yingying have gone to the upper realm to search, but they have not come back yet, so there is little hope."

Gong Jing, the head of the Gong family, said: "It's ridiculous to count on a playboy."

His son, Mr. Mingyu, was killed by Han Xu, so he could not have a good impression of Han Xu.

Everyone could understand him and did not blame him for whether Han Xu was a playboy. Even though they did not know Han Xu's true strength, they still regarded him as a master in the realm of unity between man and nature.

Gong Jing said this just to vent his indignation.

Under the current pressure, everyone needs a hole to vent.

Han Xu, Ku Jie and the dean of Jiuxiao Academy are the highest combat powers of the Dawu Dynasty that everyone recognizes, but none of them can be contacted now.

The King of Wei said: "It seems that there is only one who fights against the enemy!"

He did not make an inspiring pre-war mobilization, and was not ordinary people present. Verbal mobilization would not have any effect. The King of Wei also believed that in this battle that concerns the survival of the race, no one would not do his best.

"Zhang Tianming!" King Wei's eyes narrowed, and the majestic aura was naturally released, but from his breath, he could feel a sense of destruction in the wind.

He looked at Zhang Tianming and said, "You lead the disciples of Jiuxiao Academy to support you. If the battlefield ahead is defeated, remember that your team is the last spark, so your most important task is to let as many people as possible survive."

"King Lin, Wei Tong, Wei Zhan, you and I will lead the Suzaku and Tianlang armies to face the enemy head-on!"

"The Jiaolong Army set up an ambush in Qingjiang!"

"Flying Feather Army Air Support!"

"Head of the Gong family, you lead the heroes of the martial arts world to fight randomly and kill as many aliens as possible!"

"Two masters, you lead the monks behind the Hanging Temple."

"Let's fight to the death with the alien race together!"

As soon as the King of Wei finished speaking, he heard a cry from all around him: "It's not good! The alien race is coming from behind!"
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