The World’s Strongest Legion System

"I know what you're talking about!" Qiao Gang smiled wryly and shook his head, "But don't forget that the enemy of our humans is the tauren after all.

In the War of the Ancients, we didn't do well enough, and that's why other plane groups lost contact with us.

Otherwise, there will be no one to support and be forced to abandon their hometown.

What if we continue to burn, kill, and loot the natives of the seventh plane, and wait until the tauren kill the seventh plane? Who will help us?

Then migrate to other plane groups?

Let’s not talk about whether the channel can be opened. It’s been ten thousand years. Except for the second plane group, we know a little bit. Who knows how the other third and fourth plane groups are developing?

They didn't become barren like the Seventh Continent, and they didn't encounter the tauren invasion.

I suspect that their strength is likely to have far surpassed ours.

When the time comes, what shall we do? "

"Brother!" Qiao Momo was shocked by what her second brother said. She had never thought about such a long-term.

"Second young master, don't say these things to the outside world, the people in power in the alliance are all hardliners!" The eighth-rank warrior behind him softly persuaded.

"Hmph, it's not for their own benefit, they all want to eat more and take more, for fear of eating less than others!"

Qiao Gang had a look of disgust, but he was helpless.

Among the younger generation of the Eight Great Sects, there are quite a few people who have the same idea as him, but unfortunately, they are still too young to hold real power.

Or when they are in power, they will become like their parents, or even more greedy.

Everyone understands the truth, but no one wants to start with themselves. This is the truth of reality, and no one can escape it.

"Quickly, set up the brackets and find some craftsmen."

"Hey, get out of the way!"

Entering the Eastern Acropolis, there was chaos in front of my eyes. On the teleportation platform in the distance, the semicircular arch that was originally erected was broken into two pieces from the very middle, half erected and half collapsed.

It seemed that there had been a huge explosion, and the ground was covered with charred gravel and a lot of blood.

Craftsmen in coarse clothes were busy around the collapsed arch, and there was a row of corpses that were obviously executed, hanging on wooden shelves, shaking slightly with a gust of wind.

"Ho Ho!"

There were bursts of roars of dragon beasts, and many tents were set up in the open space around the platform, which could not be seen at a glance.

There are densely packed earth dragon beasts, and soldiers of the Beast Legion wearing green armor, all over it.

"Follow me." Qiao Gang turned his horse's head and walked towards the largest tent in the camp. A golden monster banner was erected in the open space.

"General Joe!"

"Second brother, silently you are back."

Before he came to the front, the curtain of the big tent was raised, and Zhu Yingjun, the deputy commander of Xuantianzong's Beast Legion, Kui Gang, came out with a group of generals.

Everyone's faces were ugly, especially Zhu Yingjun, who looked depressed. When he walked up to Qiao Momo, he didn't dare to raise his head, with an expression of making a mistake.

"General Kui!"

Qiao Gang glanced at Zhu Yingjun without saying a word, cupped his fists towards Kui Gang and said, "I don't know how many people from the Beast Legion came over, how many are there at the eighth level? When will the space crack be repaired?"

Kui Gang shook his head depressingly: "Less than half, more than 230,000 points, and I am the only one at the eighth level, who would have thought that such a thing would happen, and lose 200,000 to 30,000 people in vain!

As for the space crack, more than a dozen stewards were killed, and the cause of the accident has not yet been found out. It can only be suspected that some formations were not drawn accurately enough because of the rush to meet the construction schedule.

It is estimated that it will take at least three days to recheck and repair. "

After he finished speaking, he gave Zhu Yingjun a hard look. Zhu Yingjun was talking to Qiao in a low voice, and when he noticed the look in his uncle's eyes, his face became more bitter.

The space rift arch collapsed and he was mainly responsible.

"Let's talk inside."

A group of people entered the big tent, Qiao Gang didn't have any ink marks, and took a few of his men to sit on the left side, and said in a deep voice: "Tianzhu Kingdom was invaded, and the Northern Turkic Cavalry was attacked and wiped out, you should all know.

Now the arch of the space rift is damaged again, and ordinary portals on Dilan and other planes cannot transmit eighth-order powerhouses.

On the western continent, a very troublesome indigenous force also appeared, and they couldn't mobilize any troops.

So we are now unable to get support in a short period of time, and the situation is very unfavorable.

Li Wenhao's army of more than one million troops will soon approach the city, and this is his home field, so he can replenish his troops at any time.

Should we continue to stick to the city of Kyoto and wait for the space crack to be repaired, or sit down with Langya and talk to reach a peace agreement acceptable to both parties. "

When Qiao Gang said this, he paused for a moment, and continued: "My suggestion is to send someone to negotiate peace with Li Wenhao, after all, our enemy is the Minotaur, and the situation in the ancient battlefield is not optimistic.

Langya's strength is not bad, if he can join us and send troops to the ancient battlefield, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds! "

"General Qiao!" Kui Gang frowned and said, "You fought Langya today, and it is said that you even beheaded the savage king Agulie on the spot.

Your two armies add up to more than 700,000 troops, plus the 600,000 defenders in the capital city. If we stick to it for three days, it should be no problem, right? "

"That's right, although the Langya army has a large number of people, their combat power is definitely not as good as ours. Let alone three days, even a week, they will never even think about capturing the capital city."

"Hey, our War Beast Legion can beat many tauren with less, let alone a group of natives?"

"Negotiating peace, what is our identity, negotiating peace with an indigenous force, wouldn't it be ridiculed if it was spread out."

As soon as Kui Gang finished speaking, several high-ranking generals under his command began to yell in dissatisfaction.

"You didn't fight Langya army, so you don't know anything!" Qiao Gang raised his arm and raised his voice: "In today's battle with Langya, our army's high-level fighters took advantage and killed a savage king.

But ordinary soldiers were actually defeated, 300,000 fought, and 150,000 died.

If I hadn't forced King Langya to stop, the entire army might have been wiped out.

And after the war, there was a mysterious warrior from the Langya Army who was promoted to the ninth-order demigod realm! "

"Ninth level?"

Kui Gang was stunned for a moment, and his face changed greatly: "This is impossible, the spiritual power of the Seventh Continent has just recovered, how could there be a ninth-level powerhouse?"

"No way, the ninth-order demigod realm?"

"This is also an absolute strong in our sect. Can an indigenous force from the Seventh Continent also cultivate it?"

Not only Kui Gang, but also the generals of the Beast Legion were all surprised. Qing Liuliu and Zhu Yingjun who were sitting in the corner turned pale in surprise.

Qiao at the side rolled his eyes silently. It was very strange that he felt much better.

Qiao Gang nodded solemnly and said: "I saw with my own eyes that the thundercloud formed is more than ten kilometers away. What else can it be if it is not promoted to the ninth-level demigod realm?"