"Great Alchemist!"
Ye Tian interrupted Xu Huatian directly. When Xu Huatian turned around and saw Ye Tian, he was stunned.
"You saved me?"
Ye Tian nodded, then stretched out his finger and lightly tapped it. All the information about the Hidden Peak Battle was handed over to Xu Huatian. Xu Huatian also saw that he was tied to the blood flag. Shen Jiu wanted to use himself and the blood dragon to faint, destroy Ye Tian and cut off the Chinese dragon vein.
“This bastard!”
"He is also a Chinese, why does he have to do this?"
Xu Huatian didn’t understand. Even cultivators have roots.
"We all survived, and now China is in trouble."
Xu Huatian looked at Ye Tian and suddenly bowed down.
"Thank you, Dragon King, for saving my life. When China is in trouble, every citizen has a duty to protect it. As a great alchemist, I naturally have to protect China."
"Please obey the Dragon King's orders, and do not disobey!"
Xu Huatian knew that if Ye Tian asked him to do something, he would definitely obey Ye Tian.
"Master, let's go to the Ancient Sect. I think Zhu Kunpeng and the others have already attacked the Ancient Sect."
"When he said it would take three days, I think he was lying."
"I need to go to the battlefield. I'll leave the Ancient Sect to you, as well as Yu Fengchun."
"If you really can't hold on, use the Immortal Sword Formation, hide in the Immortal Sword Sect, and wait for me to come over."
Ye Tian was reminding Xu Huatian that Zhu Kunpeng was unfathomable.
"Dragon King, you don't need me to tell you. This time, even if I die, I will never let them destroy China. I will definitely kill Shen Jiu."
"No matter how good the Jiuzhou Ding is, China must talk about our roots."
Ye Tian looked at Xu Huatian and nodded, and Xu Huatian didn't waste any words.
"Then we'll say goodbye first!"
"Wait for my news!"
They both walked out of Hidden Peak. In the distance was Mount Everest, a faint light still visible on top. Even if the world were to end, there would probably still be people climbing to the peak.
"Dragon King, take care!"
"Great Alchemist, be careful!"
Ye Tian nodded again. The two were not friends, but because of China, they fought side by side.
“Whoosh!”
Xu Huatian disappeared, but Ye Tian looked towards Kunlun Mountain with a cold gaze.
"Hold on, I'm coming!"
Ye Tian also disappeared. A white streak appeared in the Himalayas and headed towards Kunlun Mountain.
…
Kunlun Mountains, the front line.
Dragon Soul lay in the battlefield, his teeth chattering. Heavy snow fell from the sky, and a terrifying coldness swept across the battlefield. This coldness was caused by the Western superpowers.
The people of Dragon Soul are holding on, but they also know that they can't hold on for much longer.
"call!"
There was a breathing sound from the opposite side, and a flare was fired, lighting up the sky.
The Legion of Light was all around, heading towards the position.
The Dragon Soul gritted his teeth and gripped his weapon again.
“Boom!”
There was a thunder in the sky, and at this moment, Meng Po stepped out of the position and pointed forward.
"attack!"
The dragon soul roared angrily. Even if they were frozen, they would not retreat without orders. They would hold their position.
"kill!"
They pulled the trigger and slaughtered the Legion of Light. The soldiers of light died, but they continued to climb the mountain.
"I can't pull the trigger."
"Me too!"
On the battlefield, many soldiers found their guns were frozen. Not only soldiers, but also Yan Luo.
Hu Qilin's face was covered with smoke. He looked up at everyone and gritted his teeth.
"Those psychics just want us to be unable to shoot."
“They couldn’t shoot.”
Qin Juelin raised his head and looked outside. Those soldiers of the Light Army also gave up their guns, took out their bayonets and pointed them here.
"This is an attempt to engage us in hand-to-hand combat!"
“They want to get through as quickly as possible!”
"Our reinforcements will arrive in three hours. It seems they have also received the news."
"what to do?"
Everyone looked at each other, and naturally looked at Meng Po.
Meng Po looked at everyone, opened her military coat, and shot out a sword ball.
"Dragon Soul, fear not!"
Meng Po laughed, and the Ten Kings of Hell also laughed.
“Bang!”
They threw down their guns, drew their bayonets, and some even took out their swords. They were trembling, their blood boiling.
Hu Qilin also smiled and looked back in the direction of China.
"Three hours, we must hold on!"
"Brothers, bayonets!"
Everyone roared, and Meng Po and the Ten Kings of Hell rushed out.
They are the tip of the knife. They form a commando team and carve out a bloody path for these Dragon Soul warriors.
"rush!"
No one retreated. With bayonets drawn and chests burning, the Dragon Soul soldiers faced enemies many times their number and moved forward courageously.
"kill!"
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