In just a moment, the three of them had completely disappeared from this vast snow field.

Only the taciturn Red Dragon Army slowly retreated after cleaning up the battlefield.

Only a scarlet ruin like hell was left, telling the world the tragic battle.

Further away, a group of martial arts people were shocked and could not say. This battle allowed them to see what the martial arts world was.

I was filled with fear and horror, and I felt infinite longing.

If I could be promoted to such a state...

"Such a character, such a battle..."

Fan Zimin yearned for it and could not control himself for a long time.

After a long time, he seemed to suddenly remember something, took out paper and pen from his arms, leaned over a big stone, and began to write quickly:

[In the winter of Dafeng 197, the weather was very cold and the breath turned into ice.

The Grand Master of Dafeng Ji Chonghua, the governor of the East Factory, Cao Tiangang, and the commander of the Jinyiwei Yang Lin, three masters of the divine lineage led more than 10,000 Red Dragon Army to fight against the Daoist An Qi born on the frozen Zhongzhou Plain thousands of miles away.

The battle started, the wind and clouds changed color, the earth was shaking like the earth dragon turned over, and it was hard to say.

In the end, Wang Quandaoist An Qi swept away the Red Jiao Army with his spear, and killed Yang Lin, the commander of the Jinyiwei, among the thousands of troops. His power forced Ji Chonghua and Cao Tiangang to retreat, and his two masters of the divine lineage were famous all over the world...

Recorder: Storyteller Style]

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The Great Dragon River spans the states and spreads thousands of miles.

The sky is filled with heavy snow, and under the fierce and severe cold, Dalongjiang has also ushered in an annual freezing period.

boom!

As the airflow exploded, Ji Chonghua fell on the ice surface of his foot and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The true qi of the divine vein can interact with the heaven and earth. Except in an environment like the Red Dragon Army Formation, the true qi is endless.

Flying in the air can even span more than a thousand miles a day.

However, the true energy is endless and the mental strength is limited.

After a fierce battle, I walked in the air for more than a thousand miles. At this time, I felt a little tired and could only land and slow down for a while.

But even when it landed, his speed was very fast, and he whistled hundreds of feet. As the Qi and the air flow were violently rubbing, bursts of thunderous explosions were made.

Occasionally, someone passed by, and only thunderous explosions could be heard.

And no figure can be seen.

This speed is no longer a burden for the divine vein, just like an ordinary person walking normally.

"How could An Qisheng be so incredible?"

While running, Ji Chonghua was a little surprised.

As far as he knows, An Qisheng has not yet been promoted to the divine vein. Even if he practices something, how can he be so powerful?

I am afraid that even the legendary celestial soldiers of all dynasties are just like this.

Could it be that the old Taoist priest can also recognize the master if the gods and gods of heaven?

This thought has been circling in his heart for a long time.

It is precisely because of this that he was determined to retreat. Otherwise, even if Yang Lin died, he and Cao Tiangang would not have the power to fight.

It's just that I think of the power of the gods and gods I've seen...

Suddenly, his heart was shocked.
Chapter completed!