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Chapter 1891 Whistling Whip

Old Whip patted Huang Tiangong and said, "Xiao Huang! You have to keep an eye on it! I don't know when is the right time to lay the foundation. If you tell me to leave, I will leave!"

Huang Tiangong said with tears in his eyes: "You keep smoking first. Don't be in a hurry. The crack over there hasn't stopped yet. Let's wait until it stops."

The fracture in the Liangjie Mountain is still expanding, and the heavenly souls on the top of the mountain have gathered over ten thousand, rising like a torrent blocked by a dam.

It is foreseeable that once Tianhun launches an offensive, it will be like a river bursting its banks, and it will be out of control.

Jun Jixue summoned a subordinate with a calm expression: "Hyacinth, you are the person in charge of intelligence under me."

"This time, I don't need you to find any information for me. As long as you record everything that happened in front of the Two Realms Mountains completely, and spread the story of our heroism throughout the art, that's it."

"Lord..." The man immediately knelt down and said, "Please, Lord, let me come with you?"

"As long as there are people to do things like delivering messages, I want to go to the battlefield with the Lord."

Jun Jixue shook his head and said: "Someone must spread the news here. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't worry."

"Go ahead! It's not a shame."

The man couldn't hold it back for a while, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Jun Jixue ignored the other party and still looked at the door of the prison with her head held high.

For a moment, the Two Boundary Mountains finally stopped shaking.

A bottomless chasm of about twenty meters also opened at the foot of the Liangjie Mountain.

This distance is enough to stop more than 90% of warlocks from leaping into the air. In Tianhun's eyes, the distance flies by in an instant.

Tianhun can fly across the chasm to kill the warlocks without restraint, but the heroes of the magic arts cannot cross the trench and attack the two realms mountains directly.

Huang Tiangong said sternly: "Old man, the time has come."

Old Whip took out a piece of red cloth from his pocket and said, "Cover the horse's eyes."

Cloth strips were pulled out from all handlebars and the horses' eyes were covered. The horses could not see anything and could only listen to the instructions from the handlebars.

If the man is not afraid, the horse will not stop.

The whip points to your own path to hell.

Old Whip took two strong puffs on his cigarette and threw the cigarette butt out: "Old brothers, let's go!"

Cigarette butts like sparks flew down from the handlebar hand.

The crackling whips were like thunder, exploding in the sky.

One hundred and twenty carriages got up and ran wildly.

The white hair of one hundred and twenty people danced wildly in the air.

The flying dust gradually approached the deep ditch of Liangjie Mountain, and the old whip also straightened his back in the car.

When the last crack of the whip whistled in the sky, the carriage lifted off the ground and fell down the mountain without hesitation.

The sound of rocks rolling down came from across the air. The blood-stained rocks took root in the ground, and the red light transformed from the blood soared into the sky, like the blazing sun surrounding the Two Boundaries Mountains.

Although the whip is old, the blood is still there, and the iron bones are strong. The foundation they built with blood and bones will forever guard the two realms.

Huang Tiangong wiped his tears fiercely: "Tiangongmen, come up! Build bridges and build cities."

The Tiangong Sect disciples drove the ladder truck and rushed towards the chasm.

Jun Jixue waved his hand and said: "With the cover of bows and arrows, General Tiansha Sixteen will lead 300 vanguards to kill over and seize the bridgehead."

"Charge!" Sixteen locomotives rushed up the hillside with a roaring sound. They rushed up the hillside through the gap between the crowds. When they leaped over the chasm and reached the other side, the souls from the mountain were swarming down like a flood breaking a bank.

The Sixteenth General of Tiansha stood up with his sword and led three hundred iron guards to face the rolling Tianhun.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, more than three hundred people were engulfed in the overwhelming heavenly souls. The next moment, three hundred sword lights tore a gap in the endless sea of ​​souls.

Tiansha Shiliu will fight to the death with his flesh and blood to stop Tianhun, and Tiangongmen disciples will also send the steel ladder to the edge of the trench.

As the steel ladder stretched to the opposite side, countless heavenly souls had already bypassed the defense line arranged by the sixteen generals and were charging down the mountain from both sides.

Not long after, Tianhun hit the red light erupting from Shi Gandang.

Viewed from the bottom of the mountain, the phosphorus fire behind the red awns is like a tide, and the combination of red and green is spectacular.

However, everyone knows that Shi Gandang cannot withstand the consumption of the endless Heavenly Soul. It won't be long before the Heavenly Soul will break through the defense line with its numerical advantage and kill two realms of mountains.

The army of magicians has not yet finished gathering, and the unstoppable Heavenly Soul will surely wreak havoc on the world.

Huang Tiangong, who was in charge of the command, had shouted hoarsely: "Hurry up, hurry up, unfold all the ladders, hurry up!"

Jun Jixue said: "Guards, charge with me!"

"No!" Junyue Xuekon's guard stopped in front of him: "Commander, you are the leader of a party and you can't lead the charge!"

Jun Jixue pushed away several of his men: "Now, only a handful of us can pass through the trench. If I don't move, who will stop Tianhun?"

"Pass the order..."

Just as Jun Jixue raised her palm, she heard Huang Tiangong yelling at the top of his lungs: "Under Tiangong's sect, use your body as a bridge!"

When Jun Jixue looked up, she saw that several Tiangongmen disciples had fallen into a pool of blood. The originally slow-moving ladder began to run crazily, rushing through the ditch and onto the other side with an indomitable momentum!

"Kill -" Jun Jixue drew his sword and moved forward, followed closely by his warlocks, rushing across the ditch to attack Tianhun.
Chapter completed!
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