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There were four people sitting in the camp.

There is no expression on their faces, eyes and nose, nose and heart.

This is the leader of sidaotong and the representative of the peak school in Dongzhou.

The demon dragon pool is an ancient dragon family. It has been passed down for 40000 years.

The leader, Bai Longnv, is called qiancang. She has the blood of Cang dragon and has a profound cultivation.

She has lived for eight thousand years, but in appearance, she looks like a young girl in her prime, especially those smart eyes. If she looks at her for a long time, it will make people fall into it.

"I don't know brother Ling asked me to wait, but I have something to say?" Thousand Cang is playing with the beads in his hand and says with a smile.

Linghao killed many Shura by standing at the gate of Shura city with the strength of one person. The whole Dongzhou has heard about this. Naturally, she can't escape the ears and eyes of her dragon people.

"Master, now Dongzhou is in danger. Now Shura attacks our camp at night. I feel that I should fight."

Ling Hao's attitude is very clear. Now it's difficult. Everyone should stop idling. It's time to fight and stop shrinking.

He claims to be a younger generation, but he knows the current situation. None of the four old monsters is equal to others. At least they should be given enough respect. He will not bestow all the glory of his previous life to the present, which is beyond the reach of stupidity.

"Brother Ling is right, but The position of general of Zhentian...... "

The young man sitting in the high seat took a sip of wine and breathed white air. He looked like a ghost.

Linghao is shocked. It seems that someone likes this position. Anyway, it's just a false name.

"If you like this position, please leave it to you."

"Old Liu, you have lived for thousands of years. How can you be so tight to fame?" A middle-aged man in a grey Taoist robe said in a cold voice.

He comes from the human race. He is the leader of Zhuxian sect. His name is Tang nineteen.

Liu Laogui smiled and said: "our ghost family has always been weak. By this opportunity, I want to let the world know that our ghost family is not incompetent."

, all the ghosts and monks are dead, and the spirits do not want to leave, forming the wisdom and the essence of the moon.

Those who are strong in cultivation can even turn into real bodies, exposed to the sun.

"Well, that's nice. You just want the monks of Dongzhou to know that you are the salvation hero!" The leader of Jiuyou hall, Yang Kan, said with a smile, "what if the owner of this hall is also interested in this position?"

"You..." Old Liu's face changed and he said coldly, "devil, do you want to live with me?"

"So what?" Yang Kan said lightly, "old Liu, why don't you and I have a duel?"

Old Liu sits back angrily. The old man's magic skill has entered the realm of transformation.

He still remembers that four hundred years ago, he was beaten by the old devil.

"All right, all right." Thousands of Cang can't help but smile and say: "how old are you? Are you ashamed to compete for fame and wealth in the eyes of a younger generation? Shame is not shame? "

Listening to the taunts, Yang Kan and Liu Laogui look extremely embarrassed.

It's really cheap, but they are also for the sake of sect.

If the 100000 soldiers of Shura city are destroyed, the whole Dongzhou will know how powerful the Zhentian army is.

At that time, someone will inquire. What kind of sect is this man?

Yang Kan and Liu Laogui are very selfish. They are old, but they are not interested in this position.

But if you let your disciples get the position of the great general of Zhentian

Then, their outstanding achievements in the future will become their school signboard.

At that time, the disciples who join their school will be like a crucian carp crossing the river. The school will be brilliant soon!

"I admire brother Ling a little bit. He can directly hand over the supreme power. It can be seen that he is sincere in heart and nature. He is only for the people of Dongzhou. Hum, unlike some people, he is just doing something full of his own pocket in order to recover Dongzhou."

Qian Cang's mouth is not forgiving. Liu Laogui and Yang Kan are blushing, but they dare not contradict.

Among the four, it's this little Lori who is fierce. They dare not provoke casually.

This is a dragon

"You guys, let's talk about it later. The Shura army is already pressing outside. We shouldn't mess around with our own affairs." Linghao said in good time.

Tang 19 nodded and looked at Ling Hao's eyes with a happy look.

Not arrogant and impetuous, reasonable and reasonable.

"OK, Ling, let's talk later." Liu Laogui is determined to work for the welfare of ghost grottoes, so at this time, he still can't forget.

"I think brother Ling is right."

Then it was a lot easier. The four big men gathered their disciples and went to the Shura army.

Ling Hao sat on the horse with high head, listening to the bleak sound of the horn in his ear, he couldn't help but simmer with war.

How many people should have died in this war?