Chapter 1,689: Swear to death!

It has been 30,000 years since the end of the last Beihentian War.

Many people have forgotten what kind of storm and storm caused by Beihentian in this small reincarnation land.

But more people remember those passionate battles.

Their king and immortal led them to rise up in a lowly way.

Their passion, passion, and fighting spirit were buried with the end of the war.

But, it has not disappeared!

Tens of thousands of years of depression ushered in an even more terrifying explosion!

"Jun Immortal! Jun Immortal! Jun Immortal!"

The roar of fanatical shock echoed for a whole day.

The older monks burst into tears.

The young monk was infected with endless passion.

Beihentian on this day was crazy.

Their fighting spirit soared from this day.

Although, they don't know who their enemies are!

But they knew that what the king and immortal pointed to was the direction of their conquest.

"Wuwu, I'm going to fight again. I've been fighting for a lifetime, and I don't know how to calm down when I'm old..." Yu Xuanji hid in his residence, crying with a sad face, just like he's been in trouble for eight lifetimes.

He complained while eating roasted chicken.

"There will be no roasted chicken again in the future. Master... Why don't you let me eat roasted chicken when fighting..."

His eyes were red.

I ate so much that my mouth was soaked and my stomach was so full that I ate desperately.

"Why is my life so hard? Master, you are a thousand-slaying man, you and I are not finished..."

On the other side.

Jun Hongyan looked at the boiling Beihentian, and her eyes began to shine with bloodthirsty light.

At this moment, he is no longer a mother, and is as hard as a dragon.

He turned around and walked into his yard.

soon.

A series of "hohohoho" sounds resounded.

That is the sound of sharpening the knife.

"I have been in a vast world for 30,000 years, my blood has not been cold, my knife has not broken, and my thoughts have not been shaken at all!"

"I am Jun Hongyan, the strongest sky sword under Junxian!"

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"Thirty thousand years are too long, but as long as you can wait until Junxian raises the battle flag again, we will wait!"

In the sky of Beihen, there is a shocking rainbow floating.

That, ancient and vast battle flags!

Hidden Dragon, Blood Prison, Northern Hui, Chaos Tiger, Black Halberd

The five most powerful legions in Beihentian!

In Beihentian, there is no elder, and the disciple says.

There are only five strongest legions!

"I, the Hidden Dragon Army raises the dragon flag!"

"I, the Blood Prison Army raised the blood flag!"

"I, the Northern Hui army raised the Hui flag!"

"I, the chaotic tiger army raised the tiger flag!"

"I, the black halberd army raised the black flag!"

Figures gathered from all directions of Beihentian to the place where Junxian was.

Chen Ran was moved when he looked at it.

He could not imagine that Beihentian, who was originally peaceful, would have such a tragic fighting spirit and iron blood hidden deep.

He could not imagine that Junxian smiled and caused such a big disturbance.

"In addition to the Hall of Reincarnation, there are four major forces in the small reincarnation land, namely Beihentian, Tianwang Mountain, Floating Life Snow Domain, and Fighting the Immortal Palace. Among them, the strongest battle with the Immortal Palace!" Jun Xian said coldly.

Back then, the sea area of ​​Beihentian belonged to the Zhanxian Palace.

The long-cherished grudge between Junxian and Zhanxian Palace is well known.

When the war in the Immortal Palace tried to kill Junxian, who had not risen, it became a stepping stone for Junxian. Not only did the heavy losses, but the sea area was even taken away.

Although the two major forces did not fight to the death due to the intervention of the Hall of Reincarnation afterwards.

But at that time, Junxian endured a lot and paid an unknown price.

In that battle, both sides had already fought to the death, and it was a life-and-death situation.

But even so, it was forced to suppress it.

These 30,000 years.

Beihentian and Zhanxian Palace were hostile everywhere, and Zhanxian Palace was rampant. If Junxian had not been strict orders, the two sides would have fought long ago.

Most of the monks in Beihentian are in this floating Beihentian.

They have been tolerating for 30,000 years!

"Chen Ran, do you know that the relationship between the Zhanxian Palace and the Supreme Palace is very good. If I hadn't mastered some things back then, the Zhanxian Palace would have joined forces with the Supreme Palace to destroy my Beihentian." Jun Xian said with ease.

"If I continued to fight back then, I would be defeated in the Immortal Palace! I, the Immortal, have been invincible in the battlefield for a lifetime, and have never lost anyone!" Ice cold appeared in his eyes.

"But in that battle, I was defeated very thoroughly! I was defeated without even realizing the true strength of the Supreme Palace!"

He looked unwilling!

Even if you are a celestial immortal, you can't let go of your defeat back then!

Because of that defeat, it was too frustrating!

"That time, I endured it for Beihentian!" Jun Xian closed his eyes slightly, and his tone was vicissitudes and heavy.

But the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the iron-blooded murderous intent surged.

"But now, Zhanxian Palace wants to expel me from Beihentian! He said that this place was his Zhanxian Palace! If he didn't leave, he would... be killed without mercy!" He shouted softly.

Chen Ran's eyes suddenly became cold.

"There is a shadow of the Supreme Palace?" he asked coldly.

"If there was no Emperor's Palace, how could he dare to mess with me, Beihentian, when he fought in the Immortal Palace!" Jun Xian sneered.

"This time, I can't bear it anymore! If I bear it anymore, I will not be Junxian! Beihentian... is no longer Beihentian!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The roar of the sky resounded.

A dense crowd of figures appeared under the ancient peaks.

"Junxian!"

They all roared angrily, shaking the sky.

They were like mortal troops, wearing the same armor and lined up in an orderly manner.

Five major legions!

Appears from five directions.

The number of people is about 300,000!

They looked at Junxian enthusiastically.

At this moment, Chen Ran, who was standing next to Junxian, was redundant and no one paid any attention to it.

Junxian looked at it, with a slow pride and majesty in his eyes.

"Waring the Immortal Palace wants to take my Beihentian, what should I do?" Jun Xian shouted treacherously.

"Kill!" The roar echoed, and hundreds of thousands of monks below moved.

"Did I, Beihentian, have I feared fighting in the Immortal Palace?" Junxian asked again.
To be continued...