New White Snake Asking Immortals

On the edge of the prehistoric fairyland, the old army fortress.

The battlefield of gods and demons is dark and blood red.

In the tent, Bai Yujun took off her long skirt and folded it up, and pulled out a set of tight bodysuits. It was inconvenient for the dragon's horns to get bigger and bigger, so it was much more convenient to change it to a zipper type.

After wearing the arms, pull out the long hair first, then zip up the zipper, and tighten the neckline.

Then quickly put on the trousers, which are connected to the top, and the slender figure looks slender.

The first war drums sounded outside, the soldiers were loudly armored, and countless old armies gathered towards the frontline fortress, filled with chills.

The demons on the opposite side are also dispatching troops. The two sides are very tacitly prepared to prepare for the next decisive battle that will determine the fate. The great changes in the wild are the last opportunity for the large-scale invasion of the demons before the results appear. If they fail, they can only slowly Invade the big world outside the immortal realms.

The small world was almost abandoned by the demons, and it was all gone and never returned.

In the tent, the priest in the distance could be heard calling the generals.

There was still some time before the war broke out, so Bai Yujun took the opportunity to maintain the armor, touch up the paint, and repair small flaws.

Outside is chilling and busy, and inside the tent is like another world.

The plain hand brushed away the hair in front of him, and spit out a little dragon breath to melt the metal powder to repair the scratches. The arm armor and the boots had the most scratches, both deep and shallow. A certain white seemed to have some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder about the integrity of the armor. To be perfect will be uncomfortable.

Quietly busy with your own business...

Slowly, let Xianjia return to its former divine light.

Next, put on some kind of soft wire braided underwear. The armor of the heavenly king is more delicate and well-made, and the most important thing is that the priesthood is distributed free of charge, which is great.

Standing up, put on a whole breastplate and skirt armor.

The waist is tightened, the unique dragon shape is wrapped around the waist, and the faucet is roaring.

Then sit down and put on the leg armor.

Skillfully tied and fastened, the little hand clenched a fist and tapped it lightly.

The angle of the knee strike is very sharp. In the past, there were many knee strikes that killed the opponent.

Put on the leg armor and then the combat boots, first loosen, put on the boots, tap and close, adjust slightly, after the left and right combat boots are put on, stand up, walk two steps and jump, nod very satisfied, fight. The boots are suitable for the feet to facilitate the fight.

Shoulder armor, arm armor, wear carefully and firmly.

A certain white is confident that the scales are strong enough, but with an extra layer of protection, there is a chance of survival. The vast battlefield of gods and demons like a small world is full of too many accidents, and safety cannot be neglected.

He picked up the pure white metal silk gloves on the chair and put them on his hands elegantly and flexibly.

The five-finger stretch has no effect.

Outside the tent, the iron armored formation approached and moved away from the front line.

Bai Yujun knew, and they actually knew that the chances of surviving in this huge battlefield of gods and demons were slim. The old army, monsters, hundreds of millions, and every life became inconspicuous in this **** place. Bai Yujun was worried and worried about the decisive battle. After that, the old army became the remnant army.

All the foreseen things are becoming more and more reality, and the sense of urgency is pressing in my heart all the time.

With the sound of metal armor pieces colliding, Bai Yujun sat down.

His eyes lost focus, he seemed to be thinking about something, he sat quietly...

After a long time, another drum of war was heard.

Boom...!

Danfeng's beautiful eyes focused again.

Pressing his right hand on the helmet beside him, he was silent for a moment, then silently picked up the helmet and put it on his head.

The armor was opened to reserve the position of the dragon's horn. After putting it on, it pressed down the long black hair, slowly pressed it down, and put on the helmet correctly.

The trumpet has been blown outside.

Take a deep breath and exhale long.

"Hoo~"

Standing up from the sound of the metal armor pieces colliding, the armor that perfectly integrates classic and modern is heroic.

He took a step, lifted the tent curtain and walked outside. The curtain was closed, and the tent was quiet again...

Outside the tent, a monkey in black armor was carrying an iron rod, looking down at the boundless battlefield of gods and demons. The phoenix feathers and cloaks above their heads swayed, and the gray monkey hair on the monkey face swayed in the wind.

Behind, the fiery red sun star can be seen in the far edge of the sky and the earth.

The light illuminated the back of the gray-haired monkey in armor red, but the front face was hidden in the darkness.

"Squeak, I am lucky to be able to participate in this battle for three lifetimes."

The ugly monkey face in the shadows only has blood red eyes, and sharp white teeth can be seen between the opening and closing of the monkey's mouth.

Bai Yujun walked up to the monkey and stood side by side.

The black bracelet on the wrist seemed to wander alive, turning into a mighty and domineering dragon spear.

The end of the gun barrel slammed into the ground, and the masonry made a dull sound.

"Force is not a good way to solve problems, but it can solve all problems completely."

In front of Bai Yujun and Monkey, outside the fortress, countless neat and tidy square formations are rapidly taking shape. Teams of soldiers will run and fly over in a staggered manner, only the sound of footsteps can be heard, and without a word, they form a golden armor array, behind the fortress. Various roads and soldiers will continue to gather, and every time a phalanx is assembled, it will move forward slowly and neatly, making room for the subsequent formations.

The puppet mecha and other war equipment are reasonably matched with the army formation, and above their heads are huge ironclad ships full of scars and full of iron-blooded style...

All the soldiers and generals of the old army, with their backs facing Honghuang, facing the dark red scorching sun in the sky, and facing the darkness.

The ones who trusted the old army's heavenly soldiers were the heavenly generals at the forefront of the array.

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun and Roaring Dog are in the frontmost sky, will be in front, morale is like a rainbow!

What Bai Yujun saw with Danfeng's beautiful eyes completely overlapped with the future pictures he watched before.

"This is a good opportunity to practice, not to be missed."

waved his hand.

The initial gods who were born in the small ball world appeared, especially Feng, Yun, Lei, Jiang, the four most conspicuous, and the commanders of the snake demon army such as Qiao Jin who were repaired in the small ball world also appeared.

Then, Long Zhao and other half-dragon people were also recruited. These scenes can best temper the will to fight, and the opportunity is rare.

"You are in front of the real battlefield of gods and demons. You are very clear about what to do."

"My request is very simple, kill the demon and live."

All the subordinates respectfully saluted.

"Yes!"

Erlang God, who was far ahead, turned his head.

He took a serious look at a few natural gods, and the primordial gods in the Great Wilderness were almost extinct~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He was a little curious about where the white dragon found these primordial gods.

A certain white's idea is very simple, and took the opportunity to shake out some of his subordinates with mysterious origins.

Others would think it was Erlangshen's trump card, unless Erlangshen explained it himself, but this is impossible, and a real steel tough guy has no interest in explaining others' doubts.

He pointed to the army formation where the various scattered cultivators who came to participate in the war were located.

"Go and cooperate with Daoist disciples, and find the strongest and most ruthless one who said Shenhua Mountain's pure Yang Qingxu was arranged by me."

His subordinates were stunned for a while, and then led the order to fly over to the search gate to meet.

Qiao Jin, who had seen such a huge battlefield for the first time, was in a great mood. She guessed who the leader of the Daomen team was. After flying closer, it turned out to be a fellow, Shenhua Mountain Sword Crazy Ganwu...

After explaining the intention, Gan Wu happily accepted Bai Yujun's henchmen.

Holding the divine sword forged by a real dragon, Yaoyao nodded with Bai Yujun and the monkey on the beacon tower.

Everything is silent, take care.

Bai Yujun bowed to Gan Wu Yaoyao with both hands and nodded.

Looking at the dark blood-red battlefield with the monkey.

"Brother Monkey, after the war you will become the real God of War, but you have to walk up the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood first."

"Squeak! This is the real prehistoric fairyland! Very good! Very good!"

The monkey was excited, holding an iron rod and eager to try.

"Let's go to the front."

"Squeak!"