The second god king level?

They just fought to kill a Chiyang God King. All the emperors have almost lost their combat ability, but at this moment, they have ushered in the second God King level?!

Who will stop this God King?!

An unprecedented despair enveloped Qingya's heart.

"Qing Taotao, prepare for the plane, I'll go there." Zhang Jingyan appeared behind Qingya at some point and spoke weakly.

"Your Majesty, are you going to Fort No. 19? But your wounds..."

"It's okay, I can still hold on." Zhang Jingyan waved his hand. Although most of his body was carbonized, his back was still upright.

Qingya looked blankly at Zhang Jingyan's back, and the back of his hand suddenly hurt. The copied "Yan Emperor" pattern suddenly twisted, and then it faded a little...

"Your Majesty's body..." Duanmu Qingyu frowned and looked at Zhang Jingyan's back thoughtfully.

"His imperial pattern sensed His Majesty's physical condition and had begun to dissipate..." Qingya's voice was a little hoarse, and his fists were clenched tightly, "Your Majesty... there is not much time left."

...

Fortress No. 19.

"Hunyuan God King?" Ji Qianming frowned slightly, and he casually killed a god general next to him, and spoke in a serious voice, "I understand..."

Turning off the headset, Ji Qianming looked up at the western sky, and his heart suddenly sank.

The Chiyang God King has not solved it yet, and another Hunyuan God King comes... things are in trouble.

This Hunyuan God King is obviously not a reckless and brainless person like Chiyang God King. After descending to Earth, he came to Fort No. 19 very clearly. He should have wanted to take advantage of the fact that the emperor level is fighting with Chiyang God King, and directly open a break here and destroy all fortresses.

Although reinforcements are now available, the battle situation is still very stalemate. If the Hunyuan God King joins the battlefield, it will turn into a unilateral massacre.

You guys are not here, who can stop the God King in Fortress No. 19?

It seems...it's only me.

Ji Qianming sighed helplessly, pulled out of the battlefield, sat in the corner and meditated to restore his mental power.

If he was in his heyday, it would not be a problem to fight the God King level head-on for a period of time, but now he is extremely lacking in mental power and is injured on his body. In this state, he has almost no chance of survival.

But there are some things he has to do.

Two minutes later, Ji Qianming suddenly opened his eyes.

Rumble--!

The sky to the west was like thunder, and an old man in black stepped on a gray cloud, and his black and white energy was lingering around him, standing in the clouds and looking down at the earth indifferently.

The spiritual power of the God King level suddenly came!

All the Earth coalition forces on the battlefield felt their breathing stagnant at the same time, as if they were suddenly covered with a thick layer of shackles on their bodies, and their movements became slow.

The pressure of the God King level is not something they can resist at all.

"I am Hunyuan, I am ordered by the Emperor of God to attack the barbarians, and those who surrender will not be killed." The voice of the King of Hunyuan's God did not seem to be loud, but it seemed like a thunderclap sounded in the ears of all the Earth coalition forces, and their minds were blank.

Ji Qianming narrowed his eyes, flickered his body and stood in the sky, facing the Hunyuan God King, and endured all the pressure of the God King for the Earth Alliance below.

The King of Hunyuan glanced at him lightly, "A half-step God King-level leader dares to stand on the same level as me?"

As he said that, he stepped heavily on his right foot, and Hunyuan Daoyi emanated, as if a huge invisible palm was slapped from the sky, trying to knock Ji Qianming out of the dust.

Ji Qianming's eyes flashed, and his body emitted a light blue light, neither flashing nor dodging. He suddenly pushed up with one hand, colliding with the invisible palm, and a strong wind whistled out from between the palms.

With the attack of the God King, Ji Qianming still stood firmly like a mountain in the clouds, never retreating without taking a step back.

"Oh? Interesting." Seeing this, the King of Hunyuan looked at Ji Qianming seriously, "Who are you?"

Thirteen mirror beasts returned to Ji Qianming's side and restored to a complete mirror sword. Ji Qianming stretched out his hand with a expressionless face and held the hilt, and spoke lightly:

"Emperor Ming, Ji Qianming."

bass--!!

A dazzling sword light cut through the sky, separating the thick clouds, and storming murderous intent rushed straight to the face of the Hunyuan Shenwang with the rolling knife energy!

...

"Zhang Fan, can you hear it?"

"Duanmu? What's wrong?"

On the dawn front, Zhang Fan's earphones, standing in the golden field, lit up, and Duanmu Qingyu's voice came from it.

"Ji Qianming is back."

A simple sentence shocked Zhang Fan and his eyes were unprecedentedly excited.

He always remembered what happened two years ago.

Killing Hall, assassination, puppet master, the girl who claims to be An Qianxin, Ji Qianming's mirror sword, and that mysterious dream...

Everyone said that his seeing was just a fantasy, Ji Qianming was dead, it was just a dream, but Zhang Fan himself did not think so.

In the dream, the scene where Ji Qianming borrowed power from him was too real. Zhang Fan always believed that Ji Qianming was not dead, but was carrying out his mission in a corner of the world, and he would come back one day.

Now, Duanmu Qingyu said he was back.

"In Fortress No. 19, but the situation is not good, his opponent is a god king..."

God King?

Zhang Fan was stunned. That boy... has grown to the point where he can fight against the God King?

He thought he had grown up fast enough, but he didn't expect Ji Qianming to be so perverted!

"Although Xiao has also been promoted to the emperor level, he needs to be in charge on the Dawn Front and he cannot leave... Zhang Fan, although you are just a quasi-emperor, but your ability is special. Now you are the only one who can help Ji Qianming." Duanmu Qingyu said seriously.

"I understand, but..." Zhang Fan's eyes flashed. He raised his head and looked up at the sky and said calmly: "Quanhuang, it's still not enough..."

Above the golden field, a huge cloud of wishes was suspended in the air. Although it was not as small as the one that Ji Qianming squandered two years ago, it was definitely not small.

The so-called vow is the wish of people in the world.

Before the war broke out, the accumulation of vows was extremely slow. After all, in a relatively peaceful and peaceful modern society, there were not so many, such pure wishes. However, after the outbreak of the war between the two worlds, at this important time point in life and death, vows were inexhaustible like endless sea water.

Every moment, Zhang Fan could feel the vast power of wishes coming from all over the earth and being accommodated in the golden clouds.

"I hope the war ends sooner, I want to go home..."

"I don't want to die yet! I must win!"

"God, drive away these dirty and ugly invaders and give us a pure land."

"Dad, you must come back alive!"

"Please, you must win, you must..."

"I want the war to end soon, I want to see him again..."

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