It was a long story, but in fact, it took less than a minute to capture Nalan Mufeng from Tang Tian and others rushing into the Wu* team. Nalan Mufeng became a prisoner.

When Nalan Mufeng was taken down, the golden armored soldiers he brought naturally did not dare to move. Except for those who hid their bad intentions, all the golden armored soldiers probably wanted Nalan Mufeng to die. After all, they were likely to be controlled by Nalan Mufeng with special means, just like the Eighth Princess controlling Fatty Jin and others.

Nalan Mufeng was dragged and threw it in front of the Eighth Princess with a bang. The captain Bingshuang Jianjun lowered his head and said, "Your Highness Eighth Princess, fortunately, Nalan Mufeng has been captured alive."

Even if his strength is high, the captain is now controlled by the Eighth Princess, and he has to bow his head to express his surrender.

"Very good, you guys are very good. If you go out this time, I will record your credit and will not treat you badly." Everyone in the third team, especially Tang Tian and the other four, said slowly.

The third brigade, who entered the Jin-armored soldiers of the Wu Kingdom, were killed by the people of the Wu Kingdom, and now there were only less than fifty left, almost all of them were injured. Moreover, after a battle, there were less than seven hundred people in the Yasukuni Kingdom, and more than three hundred people died.

"Come here, pull out the turtle shell of Nalan Mufeng and tie it up." The Eighth Princess looked at Nalan Mufeng who fainted in front of her and said in a deep voice, neither sad nor happy, no one knew what she was thinking.

The armor on Nalan Mufeng's body was refined by the materials for forging the Shenzang Heavenly Soldiers. It was extremely hard. However, at the mercy of others, it was still broken down and piled up on the side. Then, among the crowd, someone took out a piece of dragon tendon to tie Nalan Mufeng's hands back. In order to prevent him from resisting after waking up, he even put a circle like a dog chain around his neck. The circle was covered with sharp thorns, tied by three iron chains, and could pierce his neck with just one pull.

Tang Tian wondered, in theory, Nalan Mufeng was caught. The best way is to kill him to eliminate future troubles. Isn’t it equivalent to a disaster? Moreover, Tang Tian was extremely puzzled. Where did the dragon tendons and iron chain collars come from? Could it be that the Eighth Princess also prepared these things in this supreme tomb?

Tang Tian didn't know how those things came about, but Tang Tian could probably guess the purpose of leaving Nalan Mufeng. The remaining two thousand golden armored soldiers were controlled by Nalan Mufeng. Wouldn't they be free if they killed him? I think the Eighth Princess shouldn't make enemies for her, and this is the key to leaving him behind.

I have to say that women also have a cold side. After all these were done, the Eighth Princess stepped on Nalan Mufeng's face with a savage step. Under the severe pain, Nalan Mufeng woke up slowly, but felt his head hurt as if it had exploded.

"Nalan Mufeng, His Highness the Fourth Prince, ha. You probably didn't expect you to become my prisoner," the Eighth Princess said softly at Nalan Mufeng under her feet, his voice full of coldness.

Nalan Mufeng, who woke up, quickly realized his situation. He was lying on the ground and looked at the Eighth Princess and grinned, "Don't be proud, you dare not kill me. By the way, you rarely know that you in a skirt. Will stepping on my face only allow me to see some beautiful scenery? Hahahaha..."

The Eighth Princess under the veil turned red, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She stepped on Nalan Mufeng's face with a thump and said coldly: "Look at how hard you can be, do you think I really dare not kill you?" After that, she snatched a long sword from a black-armored young man beside her, and suddenly pierced into Nalan Mufeng's chest, but to the left.

"If you have the ability, kill me. Otherwise, if you give me a little breath, I will catch you and humiliate you hard..." Although Nalan Mufeng's chest was pierced, he still said arrogantly.

Tang Tian next to him shook his head. If he didn't kill the other party, would he really want to give the other party a chance to turn the tables? Two pampered guys have no brains at all. One is not willing to give in, and the other thinks he has control over the overall situation, but he doesn't know that the enemy will kill him before the danger occurs?

After making Nalan Mufeng fainted, Tang Tian wanted to kill each other, but the Eighth Princess ordered the arrest of the dead, and he didn't want to reveal the fact that he had not received control, so he could only stop.

"Take it with me, go..." The Eighth Princess snorted coldly and led all the remaining people to the palace in the distance.

The short battle took place only two or three minutes, and forces from other directions were not able to get close to the palace in the distance.

"Thank you for your help before. My name is Shui Han..." The captain of the third brigade said when he passed by Tang Tian.

Tang Tian raised his eyebrows, nodded without saying anything. From the previous battle, Tang Tian learned that this guy was actually known as the Frost Sword Lord, and his reputation was spread to the Wu Kingdom. He was also a young genius.

In addition, the silver spear boy also gave Tang Tian a grateful look. The two helps helped him out of danger, and it was reasonable to express his gratitude appropriately. However, now is not the time to talk and reminisce about the past, and no one has had an in-depth exchange.

Because she captured Nalan Mufeng, the Eighth Princess indirectly controlled the people she had brought and more than 2,000 people from the Wu Kingdom. Her combat power increased to about 3,500, and she was also a considerable force in this supreme tomb.

On the huge square, hundreds of groups are rushing to the palace in the distance.

But just as everyone was approaching the palace, the ground paved with the crystal of creation suddenly flipped and cracked. With a rake sound, under the ground, teams of bronze-filled soldiers rose from the ground, arranged in neat formations, and continued to the horizon.

Each of the bronze soldiers was as big as a life-sized person. They had a bronze spear in their hands and a bronze sword at their waists. They were neatly arranged in an incredible number, and they stretched to the bottom of the palace a hundred miles away.

"Bronze soldiers..."? Seeing this situation, Tang Tian raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered that there were two rows of bronze soldiers outside the gate of the bronze city that suppressed the Supreme Tomb Gate. The ones who appeared here were almost exactly the same. Is this the backup plan left by the Supreme?

"Stop..." Seeing this situation, the Eighth Princess raised her hand and said.

In the distance, a group of white-clothed swordsmen with a number of about 3,000 were not stopped when they saw this situation, but 3,000 people rushed straight over, and then, the tragedy came.

The bronze soldiers in front of them suddenly came alive. With a buzzing sound, a blank blue sharp edge washed out like a big wave. In the sound of the thundering sound, at least half of the three thousand white-clothed swordsmen died!

"This is what happened? This is so possible..." Suddenly, countless horrified voices sounded from all over the world.

Seeing this situation, to be honest, Tang Tian also thrilled his heart. Those bronze soldiers were not living creatures, but the sharpness of the bronze spear in their hands was clearly the same as the sword energy and qi used by the people of the Dormite. All the bronze soldiers who ran into the sky were powerful Dormites? What are you kidding?

There is one bronze soldier in front of him every meter, which runs hundreds of miles in a row. How many are there? Tens of millions or billions? If so many bronze soldiers are all guarded by the dolphins, who can get through it?

Not to mention, there are really people who can get by. The wind blows in the distance, and a group of iron-winged eagles fly up, each spreading its wings for more than a hundred meters, flapping its wings and flying towards the palace in the distance.

Although the supreme formation in the Supreme Tomb can seal all vitality and means, it cannot seal the instincts of all races. The Eagle itself is the overlord of the sky, and flying is an instinct, so it is naturally not sealed.

Under the gaze of countless people, a large number of eagles flew over, but they had just entered the sky of the bronze soldiers less than ten miles. A shaking sound sounded, and a scream that tore through the sky, a bronze arrow soared into the sky. In the sound of the thunder, none of the eagles flying over were spared and all of them were killed.

The hundreds of forces in the Supreme Tomb came to the Supreme Tomb suddenly fell silent. The ground was unpassable and the sky could not fly. How could this pass? The palaces in the distance were undeniable. The burial objects of the Supreme Powerful Man, but who can get it in this situation?

"Not everyone can touch the tomb of the Supreme Being. Everyone's cultivation is sealed in the state of an ordinary person, and there are countless bronze soldiers guarding the bead mirror. Who can get over it?" Tang Tian said to himself as he looked at the situation ahead in the crowd.

What should I do when facing such a situation? Bit the bullet and rush over? What a joke, haven’t you seen the endless bronze soldiers of the apocalypse ahead? How many can I take off by rushing over?

"Nalan Mufeng, send a thousand of your people to try it out," the Eighth Princess stared at Nalan Mufeng who was escorted and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Sister Shuilan, please let your people go. I see how they died, haha..." Nalan Mufeng grinned without any awareness of being a prisoner.

Crash...sheep...

The Eighth Princess pulled one of the three chains and put it on Nalan Mufeng's neck. The inside of the circle was like a dog collar and pierced into Nalan Mufeng's neck. Blood flowed, and Nalan Mufeng felt pain.

"Smelly, you won, don't give me a chance to turn the tables," Nalan Mufeng said in a deep voice. The spikes pierced into his neck were only half a centimeter long and would not pose a fatal threat to him.

"First team, come on, rush over to me and kill those bronze soldiers," Nalan Mufeng ordered that he wanted his subordinates to come and die.
Chapter completed!