The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Wait a minute, you can't withdraw!"

At this moment, there was a shout from outside the door, "Bang Dang," the door opened, and Wang Liao in black robe appeared on the stage.

"Yanguang Zuomu, are you still alive?"

Soul Bingxuan was so surprised, his eyes were like seeing a ghost: "How did you escape?"

"It's not important. What's important is that we must not withdraw. After I entered the city, I have sent people back to recruit reinforcements. Tonight we can reach 200,000!"

Wang Liao sat directly on the left hand position, he now has the memory of Yanguang Zuomu after being sent to the soul, pretending to be lifelike.

"Master Yanguang!"

Hun Lie Niu Geng said: "The enemy army has millions of people, Li Wenhao has been promoted to the eighth rank, and his morale is at its peak.

Our army is newly defeated and morale is low.

Even with the support of reinforcements, it will be a heavy loss if we defend it. Why do we waste it here? "

"This is not a matter of loss, but a matter of the face of my eight royal families!"

Wang Liao waved his hand, and said with a serious face: "Have you ever thought about what will happen if the portal of Drew City is occupied by the enemy once we withdraw?

It is easy to withdraw, but it is difficult for us to build up again in the future.

More importantly, from now on, the people of the Seventh Continent will no longer fear us and have a great influence on us.

Therefore, even if the loss is heavy, this Drew City must not be lost!

Moreover, the blood tide is raging, and the super blood tide in Sun City may erupt at any time.

Once it breaks out, Langya will definitely withdraw his troops, and when the situation reverses, it will be our chance to avenge our shame and win!

Soul Bingxuan, you are also the candidate for the next patriarch of the Soul Clan. Are you willing to go back with the shame of defeat? "

"this!"

Soul Bingxuan hesitated, looking at his lover for help.

The position of patriarch is not important, if she returns from the defeat, it will be difficult for her to maintain a lover relationship with Hun Lie Niu Geng in the future.

"Okay!" Hun Lie Niu Geng hesitated for a long time, although he felt it shouldn't be, he nodded his head bravely.

No matter what, he must keep Soul Bingxuan's position within the Soul Clan.

Otherwise, their love life will be bleak.

"Okay, very good!" Wang Liao imitated Yanguang Zuomu's appearance, and smiled wickedly.

Although he doesn't know what his king's plan is, he just needs to complete the task.

The 20,000 barbarian army was killed in the first step, and he is now full of confidence.

"You contact reinforcements first, I will go back in person, organize an army, and come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest!"

"Okay!" Soul Bingxuan nodded and agreed, since he has decided to stick to it.

It would be safer for Yanguang Zuomu to go back to assemble the troops in person, so she naturally wished for it.

"In this case, the old man will go first!"

After completing the task, Wang Liao left in a hurry.

A dazzling light flickered, and ten minutes later, Wang Liao appeared in a huge teleportation square.

There are as many as seven or eight portals scattered all around.

"Yanguang City, I'm back!"

Wang Liao's expression froze, and many unbearable memories flashed in front of his eyes. He once curled up in a corner of Linghai, and saw the scene here in the endless flames.

In other words, what Yanguang Zuomu saw and heard was what he saw and heard.

He even knows some thoughts.

This is the shortcoming of two souls living in one body.

"Boss, are you back? I heard that the battle is going against you, and the Great Elder is about to send his last general there!"

On the teleportation platform, a seventh-rank general hurried over with a few people, his tone quite respectful.

"Yeah!" Wang Liao nodded pretendingly, he didn't say much, and walked straight past the crowd with his head raised.

This is Yanguang City, the territory of the Yanguang Clan. Even if Yanguang Zuomu lost his soul and hadn't regained his eighth-level strength, he was still the boss.

"Back off, I'm going to the secret vault to find some elixir to heal my wounds!"

Returning to the main house of the Yanguang family, Wang Liaoping retreated from his left and right hands, and entered an underground secret passage from the bedroom.

Through several restraints, twists and turns, avoiding several eighth-level traps, he finally came to a giant gate made of refined black iron.

"Yanguang family, thousands of years of treasures, here I come!"

Even in his memory, he has been here several times, but Wang Liao still couldn't help breathing harder.

The mountainous, immeasurable wealth once made him scold.

But now, I only worry that the Nawu rings I brought are not enough, not big enough!

"Kang Dang," the giant door opened, dazzling light shone, and the originally dim underground secret passage was as bright as day.

Facing him was a small mountain piled up with elves, which was more than a hundred meters high, and then there were pills, black iron, and elixir, and the hills continued one after another.

After a while, Wang Liao squinted his eyes and opened them, looking dumbfounded.

There is only one thought in my mind, it turns out that peeping and witnessing are two different things.

The more than twenty Nawu rings given to him by the king are obviously not enough!

"It's a pity, you can only get it once, pick the valuable ones!"

Wang Liao muttered angrily, what could be more depressing than entering Baoshan only to find that his sack could only hold a small part.

Just skip the hills in front and go straight to the depths of the treasure house, where the most valuable treasures are all inside.

Moreover, he remembered that there were also quite a few super large Nawu rings inside.

In this situation, the Nawu ring is the most valuable!

After half an hour, Wang Liao came out of the secret passage, his face still flushed with excitement, as if he had been spat with chicken blood.

"You can't stay here for long, you have to go now!"

He now wears more than a hundred Nawu rings, containing nearly one-third of the Yanguang family's wealth.

There are tens of thousands of rare treasures, ten-thousand-year elixir, law crystals, and soul-nourishing jade, and even many treasures, he doesn't know what they are?

If you stay longer, there is a danger of being discovered, so you turn your head and walk out.

"My lord, why are you going out again just after you came back? The Great Elder sent someone to report that he wants to see you!"

When they came to the courtyard, several subordinates were very curious, and a seventh-rank general came up.

"I remembered something urgent, I have to go out immediately, the Great Elder is here, let him wait for me for a while!"

The Great Elder is an eighth-level existence, and Wang Liao's current situation makes him feel guilty.

Simply deal with it, and keep walking.

In the Yanguang family's main house, there were dangers everywhere, even though he was anxious to die, he didn't dare to show the slightest panic.

Even the footsteps are kept steady.

To describe it in one sentence, it is flustered and undisturbed, and it is steady!

"Is that so?" Although the seventh-rank general felt a little strange, he didn't think too much, and walked forward quickly: "I'll prepare a carriage for you!"

"it's not good!"

Wang Liao wanted to refuse, but stopped immediately when the words came to his lips.

Dilan plane and the seventh continent, day and night are reversed, the seventh continent is noon, and it is already midnight here.

In his capacity, it was very suspicious to go out at this time without a carriage or entourage.

When I came here, things happened suddenly, but now, I have to take it with me!