In less than a cup of tea, ten of the nearly forty mysterious gods fell, leaving only more than twenty mysterious gods. Even five immortals left one.

Many of the troops that rushed from afar had even rushed into Wucheng, but after Qin Hong threw out all the beacon towers, they were undoubtedly strangled into meat paste.

“Huhu…”

The raging fire was burning fiercely. Between the heaven and earth, eighty beacon towers emitted dazzling red light, and the entire sky seemed to be burned by flames.

In the beacon formation, Qin Hong stood proudly. Beside him, Xiongba and others were all holding their heads and chests with a strong fighting spirit.

"Master, all the enemy troops rushing into Wucheng are annihilated, killing 320,000 enemies!" Tao Wuya flew in front of him, and the joy on his face could not be hidden.

Xiongba and his men looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with joy. The battle just now was a tremor. The enemy rushed into Wucheng in a large number of ways, and he thought Wucheng was really open.

However, this was actually a conspiracy. Qin Hong set up a big trap and was waiting for the prey to jump in.

"Qin Hong, you are indeed a wise and brave man. In such a dangerous situation, you dare to let the immortals enter the city and lead the turtle into the trap. It's really wonderful!" Xiongba smiled.

"It's really good to be happy. Those immortals are all full of energy. They really think they are so great that they are still beaten by us and run away in a panic! Hahaha..." Pan Shen laughed.

"Haha, with the beacon fire formation, Wucheng is simply solid and uninvasive, so what can the immortals do? What can we do to us?" Batu's iron blood became more and more impressed by Qin Hong. If he was just convinced before, he would definitely respect him now.

"This beacon fire formation is indeed against the will. It is strangled hundreds of thousands of enemies in a short period of time. Even the immortals fell into it and it is difficult to resist the power of the formation. Moreover, this is not a complete beacon fire formation. If the last beacon fire formation is successfully built, join the formation and form a complete beacon fire formation, I wonder what the power will reach?" Qin Hong's eyes swept over Wucheng, and his heart was in a state of great excitement. He was thinking about where to gather the materials for the last beacon fire tower, but it is definitely impossible now. Wuzong is now the last pure land in Xuanwu Continent, and other places are all occupied by Wan Fotong and Wu Qishi, and even Wucheng is completely wrapped.

All the soldiers in the city were greatly inspired.

"call!"

"call!"

The cheers kept erupting like a flood of beasts.

The masculine aura throughout Wucheng was even more intense, like a ball of fire.

Outside the city, Wanfotong, Wu Qishi and others had a long-lasting look, and their faces were covered with ice and snow.

I originally had a full battle of confidence and thought that I could definitely win this small martial arts city, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Wan Fotong was extremely unwilling to accept that he was an immortal, a noble immortal. In his eyes, Qin Hong and others were all ordinary people, all like ants. However, he was bitten by an ant, and he was bitten on his face several times, but he could not pinch the ant to death.

He flew rapidly in the air, constantly shuttled back and forth across the city. He was very unwilling to find a flaw or gap to break through the beacon formation.

Wu Qishi and others followed him.

But in the end, they had to give up. Although this beacon array was incomplete, they were not able to break it.

"Walk!"

Wu Qishi gritted his teeth and was very unwilling to spit out the word. He turned around and flew out and disappeared into the sky.

Wanfotong, Jiang Chunjun and Qi Xian also flew out immediately afterwards.

The remaining twenty-nine mysterious gods, one by one, shook their heads helplessly and directed the army to retreat.

In this battle, Wucheng won a great victory!

There were 50,000 soldiers in Wucheng, most of which were the casualties caused by Wan Fotong and others rushing in. The number of people who died in confrontation with the aliens who rushed into Wucheng was not many. Shortly after those aliens entered Wucheng, Qin Hong activated the beacon formation.

Looking at the alien army dispersing like a tide, Qin Hong let out a long sigh.

"I retreated, I finally retreated!" A smile appeared on Xiongba's lips.

"This battle is really exciting. I think those immortals must be extremely depressed!" Pan Shen said with a smile.

"This battle is indeed a pleasure. I think they will never dare to attack rashly this time unless they are absolutely sure!" Qin Hong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

...

Three days later, the mess in Wucheng disappeared. All the broken walls and ruins that were blasted were gone, and brand new buildings appeared again.

Many of the dead soldiers were disciples from several ancient sages, some were the army of the Hulie Dynasty, and of course there were disciples of Wuzong.

There are still dead soldiers who live in the world not only receive a grand burial, but also receive a generous pension.

Tianshan Mountain, in the Warrior Hall.

Qin Hong, Xiongba Xuanshen, Batu Tiexue, Pan Shen, Tao Wuyao, Chen Gangdou and other Wuzong management classes, Yandao Holy Sect, Thunder Holy Sect, the heads of Fengyang Holy Palace in Hongjun Temple, and the elders all here.

This was the first meeting after the war.

Compared with the pre-war period, the atmosphere of today's conferences is obviously completely different.

If all the strengths before were together were a piece of loose sand, then now it is undoubtedly a dispersed sand to form an iron tower. Everyone had a quiet smile on their faces, and the atmosphere was very coordinated. All forces were twisted together by a force, exuding a sense of unity.

And the elders' eyes of these leaders and elders looking at Qin Hong can be described as extreme respect. In their hearts, Qin Hong has been deified.

In one battle, he defeated five immortals, killed one of them, and killed ten mysterious gods, cleared out more than 300,000 foreign troops...

This is a magnificent record, which no one could imagine before the war.

Now these have become facts, just like dreams, and there are still some people who are a little unbelievable.

And the one who caused all this was Qin Hong. This guy who looked very young but seemed to be a guy with infinite potential in his body.

After the conference, Qin Hong arranged the respective matters of the major forces to stick to each other and left.

In an exquisite courtyard, Qin Hong was quietly tasting tea.

The faint tea fragrance rose with the wisps of white mist, lingering on the tea cup and gradually spreading into the air.

The fragrance penetrated Qin Hong's breath, which made him feel relaxed and relaxed completely, as if he was in the clouds, feeling the ethereal and pure artistic conception.
Chapter completed!