Thunder Martial

A slight smile appeared on Palimello's face, waved his hand, and someone respectfully withdrew.

When he received the information, he did not send someone to find Zijuan in the first place, but sent someone to inquire about it first.

When he sent men to the Craftsmen, he also sent forces who had solicited many new gods, and questioned the god general who had come with him, but he had a good relationship with Purple and knew everything about him.

When he heard the news, it was time to make a move.

As he said before, the Soul Nation has taken this matter seriously and everyone is at his disposal, which is a war.

Though compared to previous resource grabbing veins, World War I was just one person, and it seemed too much of a big deal. But Palimello is well aware that this battle is far more dangerous than previous battles, and at least many people will die.

He waved, distorted the space in front, and a sand plate emerged, a whole area, very large.

There are many light points on the sand tray at this time, each of which is a person.

These light points form a huge enclosure that encloses the area, and the light points are shrinking at a very slow pace.

There are other light spots all over the sand tray, birds of all kinds, and many soul beasts who are good at finding them.

The sand plate in front of him turned into a light group, he held the light group in his hand and looked up at the sky outside and said: "Time to go. ”

“My lord, no, there are many natives in this area. ”

In the midst of the underworld, the leader of the underworld heard a panic from his men.

He had dark lights and opened his eyes, "A lot? ”

“Yes, very much! ”

He knew that his men were usually extremely calm and did not want to be so panicked today.

After he left the room, he felt the atmosphere of panic in the dark, which made things a little tricky.

The reason they are like this is because they are not really underworld. At best, they are underworld logistics. There is absolutely no way to fight back against the Native Army.

The chief quickly arrived in a space where one crystal ball after another floated, reflecting the shadows of many natives, one every ten miles, in an infinite number.

“How can it be like this? Are we going to find out exactly what's happening? ”

Looking at those who are clearly artisans, they all have the realm of refinery and are extremely powerful in battle.

In this space, other god kings responsible for monitoring the matter are very nervous.

“Don't panic, even if they did a carpeted search, they wouldn't necessarily be able to find us. ”

The chief said, "I'm going to ask for news. ”

For many years now, there has been a great deal of damage to Aboriginal people, during which time there have naturally been many encirclements, but none of the foundations of the darkness can be managed.

While confrontation has continued for some time, it has clearly been much less than it was before, and these First Nations should not be so loud.

He thought of some possibility and felt incredible, so he decided to ask for inside information through secret channels.

Once the information had been confirmed, shock had appeared on his face.

“How is it possible for a man to kill three Kings? ”

The news that shocked him, the founder of the Underworld, was incredible.

He has seen Ziqian, the other party is only Wang Yiping, should not be so powerful.

Could it be that the other person's identities?

When he comes back, he soothes people's emotions, while admonishing them: "The subpoena informs the other spirits and has recently reduced his activity. It is best to come back. Don't expose yourself if you can't come back. ”

Everyone was stunned by the news as the truth gradually spread out of the dark.

They have never let the natives go on such a massive mission since their founding. They never thought of purple prize, but they actually did it.

Long after the last battle, Purple and Body injuries have all recovered.

The last time he killed three Wang Erpin, he believed that the Aboriginal people would not stop, so after the wounds recovered, Zijuan appeared and was ready to leave.

It is also an impossible thing to do, and he cannot stay in one place without exposing his whereabouts.

Leaving the world, Purple walks forward and remains aimless.

Good thing it's a mountain range, but you can't see anybody else.

At this time, Purple did not notice the appearance of a hawk over the clouds.

Not only does the eagle fly extremely high, it also hides its aura.

At the same time, a soul beast emerged on a distant mountain peak.

It looked far away at the purple and slowly disappeared.

As soon as Palimello arrived in the area, he found out the trace of the purple pearl. He smiled and sat in the tent, looking at the sand plate in front of him, and said: "Send a team, one of the craftsmen. ”

His orders went out immediately, and a team flew in the direction of the purple, but found nothing.

New news soon arrived that Purple had reached 10,000 miles away, and Palimello continued to dispatch an approaching third team, which remained flawed this time.

After losing five teams in a row, Palimello smiled softly: "There seems to be some kind of means to move widely, which should be thousands of miles at a time. ”

Next to Palimello, a native asked, "Now that we've locked his range, should we shrink the perimeter? ”

Palimello shook his head and said, "The war is just the beginning, and our cards cannot be exhausted. Let the sixth team strike. ”

As the order was conveyed, the sixth team appeared where Purple appeared, but no one was seen.

Just as they were about to turn back, an indifferent voice suddenly rang, "How did you find me? ”

Among the team, there was only one Wang Erpin, the others were one pint, watching the purple appearance, some advancing and going, some retreating, and others sending signals to the heavenly dome.

Looking at them with a limited division of labor, Zixuan knew that he was running out of time, and immediately showed his killing moves.

He appeared with his body, the battle soon ended, and after removing the body from the ground, his body disappeared and he sent it away.

A few moments later, several teams arrived, one of whom fell in shape and picked up a memory ball from a blind spot on the ground.

Soon after, the memory ball arrived at Palimello's.

Looking at the memory ball, the purple and decisive slaughter, and the idyllic body, his face gradually grew heavy.

“No wonder the power of the Netherworld is so strong that it seems necessary to face you. ”

Put away the memory ball, he coldly said: "Send in the other teams and start the full attack! ”