In the early morning of the next day, there was a faint roar in the air, and many people in the small town of Desert Point thought it was a common storm in the desert.

But the sky is clear and the sun is shining, so it is not a storm.

Ye Feng several people also walked out of the interest stack, looking for the source of the sound.

Ye Feng's consciousness soon discovered the source of the roar, and a huge battleship flew over the horizon.

This battleship is thousands of feet long and nearly a hundred feet high. A huge wing of air sticks out from the side of the ship. It is these wind wings that slowly turn and make a sound.

After searching for a tall pennant on the battleship, it fluttered in the wind, embroidered with a large Western character of elf script.

That was the battleship of King Xiling in the Western Spirit Realm.

The speed of the battleship is not very fast, much slower than that of Ye Feng's night battleship, but the earth-shattering sound, the dense elf warriors on the deck of the battleship, show the momentum that the night battleship cannot match.

Thousands of battleships landed slowly outside the small town in the desert corner. The streets in the desert corner have no place to park such a large battleship, they can only stop outside the town.

At least tens of thousands of elven warriors lined up and left the battleship. They were all wearing bronze armor, armed with long rifles and carrying long bows. Most of them were built around level 7 demon element.

There are three generals wearing silver armor, majestic and majestic, leading these elven warriors.

The three men's cultivation is not high. It is only the early cultivation of the Sky Demon Mirror. Only a pair of eyes with bright eyes are exposed in the helmet, and the whole body is full of evil spirits and killing opportunities.

This army, although each soldier's cultivation level is not high, is only about seven levels of demon yuan, which is several grades worse than the master of heaven demon realm.

But no one dared to underestimate them, even if they are masters of Heavenly Demon Realm, they don't want to conflict with them when they see them.

These people are the bronze armor of the Western Spirit Realm.

Everyone stood up and stood in front of the masters of Heavenly Demon Realm, I am afraid they couldn't stand upright, but they were good at forming a robbery formation. This 10,000-plus soldiers combined could kill ten Masters of Heavenly Demon Realm.

There was a group of bandits in the desert. There were ten leaders in total. Each leader was a master of the demon world, but in front of tens of thousands of bronze armors, this group of robbers was wiped out.

Since that battle, I have not dared to underestimate the average armored army of the seventh level of the demon element.

The armour of the three generals clanged, and instead of walking into the desert corner, they stood quietly outside the town, their eyes resting in the desert far away.

They are like stumps standing upright.

At the desert corner, there is a path leading to the desert in the west. It is a path paved by countless bluestones with runes engraved on it. It looks like a green dragon and stretches into the distance.

Walking a thousand miles along this path, you can see the Heavenly Prison. The blue stone is engraved with runes to prevent them from being buried by the yellow sand in the desert. It also allows them to withstand the thunder and lightning in the Thousand Miles.

This bluestone path is winding like a dragon, very neat, but few people go. The path leads to heaven, and it leads to death.

The purpose of these elf bronze armored troops here is very obvious. They should come for the saint, but they don't know exactly what Ye Feng does, and Xiao Ai doesn't even know.

Did King Xiling hear some wind?

Ye Feng asked Elder Luo: "How is the relationship between King Xilin and the saint?"

"Although we are elven tribes, we don't know much about the elven continent. Where do we know the grudges between these elven kings."

Mei Juan inserted a sentence: "These four elven kings are actually all monarchs. They all want to be the new elven emperor. On the surface, the four kings are fairly harmonious. They secretly hear that everyone is not obedient, and they are accustomed to fighting."

Xiao Ai Xiu frowned slightly and shook her head: "The King of the West Spirit and the King of the East Spirit have always been at odds, and the relationship with the alliance is okay. He sent a bronze armor, which should be to protect the Saint."

Elder Luo said: "Here is the site of King Xiling after all. He didn't want the saint to have an accident on his site. He sent a bronze armored army in order to allow the saint Ann to leave his realm and return to the elven city."

The commander of the Bronze Armor was York, the seventh son of King Joel.

He stared at the blue stone road and commanded Zuo Wendao to the left: "Zuo Wen, will the saint come from the road?"

"Yes, there is only this way from Tian prison to the desert corner. Crossing the Thousand Mile Thunder Field from other roads is to death."

"Right commander, block the desert corner. From today, no one can enter the desert corner at will, only can not enter, and the people who come out also verify their identity."

"Listen to orders."

Ye Feng they heard that the desert corner was blocked, they could only go out but couldn't enter, and thanked that they had come to the desert corner one day earlier.

I just don’t know if the men of the Eastern Spirit King arrived, maybe, last night, those guys had entered the desert corner and were hidden in a corner.

As Ye Feng guessed, Duanmu Tong and Thor led more than a dozen people, disguised as desert wanderers, and lurked into the desert corner last night. They were gathering in a family dormitory.

The interest stack is a dark child set by the Eastern Spirit King here. It is used to monitor the heavenly prison and has not played a role, and this time it finally came in handy.

The owner of the interest stack is a thin old man who has been quietly passing messages to Thor.

"It is reported that General Thor, as we expected, King Xiling sent his Bronze Armor to come, and has sealed off the desert horn. He can only go out and cannot enter. It seems that he wants to greet the saint here."

Thor was drinking spirit wine, disapproving: "Who sent them?"

"It is the ninth son of King Siring, commanded by York."

Duan Mutong sneered with disdain: "Yo, that stupid boy from York, King Jor also seems to want to start with the Virgin and sent his ninth son. They all look very different."

Thor sneered: "Whoever doesn't want to marry the saint, among these four elven kings, King Xiling is not a good bird."

The thin old man worried: "The King Xiling estimated to have sent 50,000 copper armor troops. How is this good? Under the blockade of the copper armor army, it would be difficult to steal the saint."

"Of course it is difficult, if it is not difficult, it won't let us go, and Wang Shang will not spend a lot of money to ask others to help you, you don't have to worry about these, give me to stare at the bronze armor, if there is any trouble, notify immediately we.".

"Also, have some strangers come here recently? You have to send someone to watch me, I am worried that someone from the league has already come here."

The thin old man's shopkeeper told Thor the following: "Take care of General Thor, I sent all my men, any wind and grass, even if a fly has fallen, I will not let go."