"Kill!" The tall building made a sign to kill, so the experts of the ancient Wu clan began to kill. For a time, the army of the dragon clan howled and bled.

The higher authorities are holding a meeting to discuss with a group of officials how to better deal with the riots.

"Up, emergency." The Secretary hurried in and said, "something happened at the front line."

The superior was shocked. Did you think that the ancient Wu nationality finally started?

The Secretary said, "the high-rise buildings of the ancient Wu generals constitute the practitioners' troops. Now they are killing people on the front line. All three generals have been killed. At this time, our dragon warriors are being slaughtered wantonly!"

"What!" If something happened on the front line made the upper level's heart beat faster, then the fact that the high-rise building formed the practitioners' army and slaughtered the Dragon army almost stopped the upper level's heartbeat.

"An army of practitioners?" The superior murmured.

He was very aware of the dread of practitioners. Before the earth changed, a few golden elixir masters came from the cultivation world and almost destroyed the dragon clan. Now, the strength of practitioners has increased greatly, and the golden elixir masters don't know how much more there is. This power is shaking the whole world.

Now, it's just that the practitioners everywhere are no longer under the control of the state, and they have already made a living. That high-rise building has formed an army!

Can you imagine how much strength such a force can play, and how long can the front-line army persist in such a powerful massacre?

Is the dragon people really going to be destroyed?

"What to do!" The superior can't help asking himself repeatedly in his heart.

It is the first time that he has been in a high position for many years. Even when he was under house arrest by the empty faction, he was not as helpless as he is now.

"Immediately select the candidates from the army to form an army and go to the front line for rescue!" The first order came from the top.

"Immediately recruit people of insight among the people to form a second army of practitioners, and follow suit!" The second order came from the superior.

The Secretary nodded and went to work immediately.

The superior sighed. Although he issued two orders, he was very clear that his response measures were weak. After all, he could not hydrolyze his thirst.

"If only Chen Mo was here!" Murmured the superior.

All of a sudden, he patted the table suddenly and said in surprise, "call momen immediately. Please come to Beijing with Chen Mo!"

"Don't call me!" Suddenly, there was another person in the meeting room. It was Chen Mo who came to Yanjing.

"I'm here!"

The superior suddenly stood up, ran to Chen Mo, grabbed Chen Mo's arm with a face of excitement, and said, "you're really in time!"

Chen Mo pats his upper shoulder. He can't help laughing when he sees that he is at a loss like a child with a shelf on his shoulder.

"What happened?" Chen Mo asked.

In the most concise language, the superior explained to Chen mo the biggest problem encountered by the dragon clan at this time, and said: "Chen Mo, you have been a special team or a special team instructor. Now you will lead the first team of practitioners to the front line for rescue! The action must be fast. If we go late, I'm afraid the Dragon athletes will be finished! "

"No more!" Chen Mo said, "I'm going now. I'm going to see what kind of spray this high-rise building can turn."

When Chen Mo finishes, the whole person disappears.

In a hurry, he called out to the air, "are you going alone? How about that? That high building is an army of practitioners

It's just that Chen Mo has already left, and his voice only reverberates in the conference room.

Until then, the conference room finally sounded the discussion, and the officials finally understood what terrible trouble the dragon people had encountered at this time. If they were not careful, the whole country would fall, and all the dragon people would become slaves of subjugation.

"Master Chen must be able to stop this incident." Someone said something uncertainly.

The meeting room was quiet again. They were not confident that Chen Mo could defeat an army composed of practitioners alone.

Knowing what was happening on the front line at this time, Chen Mo tried his best to make his way. It was thousands of miles away from Yanjing to the place of war with the ancient Wu people. It took only a minute or so under Chen Mo's limit speed.

It's just like that in a flash.

When Chen Mo came to this battlefield, what he saw was the killing of the Dragon army by the ancient Wu people.

What we see is the spirit of never giving up the Dragon army. The soldiers of the Dragon nationality are determined to die. They rush to the practitioners of the ancient Wu nationality like mad dogs, but they are killed again and again mercilessly.

In front of a large number of practitioners, even the most elite army of the dragon clan has only suffered a disastrous defeat.

Chen Mo's eyes turn red in an instant. The practitioners of the ancient Wu nationality took pleasure in killing the Dragon army. They used the most cruel means to deal with these hot blooded men.His mind was scattered in an instant. After the refining of the dragon vein and the blessing of the dragon spirit, all the details of the battlefield were clearly presented in his mind.

"That one!" Chen Mo has locked in a practitioner of the ancient Wu nationality, who is a master of the golden elixir. If he makes a free hand, he will take away dozens of life of the dragon clan.

"Die!" In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo comes to the man and points out that the great magic power is dead.

The monk was tearing a dragon soldier into pieces, and his mouth was bursting with wild laughter. Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in front of him, and then he pointed at him. Before he had any response, he felt his eyebrows ache. Then his spirit and body broke up in an instant. At the same time, he suffered endless pain. Finally, he turned into a ghost A touch of smoke and dust, dissipated between the world.

"That one!" Chen Mo has locked in another practitioner, who is a nun with golden elixir accomplishments.

When the wind blows out of her body, her spirit tools will be scattered.

Chen Mo suddenly appears on top of her head and steps on it directly into a meat pie.

"And that one!" This time, Chen Mo is locked in a golden elixir wearing an ancient general's uniform. The Dragon army bombarded him with many high-tech artillery, which could not hurt him at all.

He allows the dragon people to attack, and every step of his journey is bound to explode the head of a dragon warrior. He allows blood and brains to pour on his body, and makes a very enjoyable expression.

Chen Mo came to him in a flash, clenched his fists with both hands and said, "break the mountain! Divide the river! Heaven and earth

The whole tribe of three types of Tianxuan divine boxing is on the body of the golden elixir. Each blow will make him burst. After the three fists, the practitioner is directly beaten into a mass of flesh foam by Chen mo.

Chen Mo looks around and opens his mouth. A flying sword soars into the sky, sending out endless killing intention.

"Don't try to run Chen Mo said coldly.

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