super king glory

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xiao's voice completely disappeared.

In the entire broken mountain forest, silence was restored.

In the dark night, the silence is terrifying.

No human voice, no bird or animal sound.

In the air, except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the trees, there is no other sound.

Yu Zhanlong's body was drenched with sweat.

He relaxed a little, lying on the ground, panting heavily.

There was no sound outside.

He still didn't dare to sweep his consciousness out of the dungeon.

He only used his ears to listen to the movement outside, hoping that the two demons would be as far away as possible.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The terrifying atmosphere lingering on his body gradually disappeared.

Yu Zhanlong heard the human voice.

The voice was far and soft, and Yu Zhanlong couldn't hear it clearly.

However, as he focused on listening, the voice grew louder.

The sound is from far to near.

It seemed that someone was calling someone, which surprised Yu Zhanlong.

"General...General."

"General, where are you..."

The sound is getting closer and clearer.

General Yu Zhanlong's seriously injured body was slightly taken aback.

These two voices, one rough and wild, the other young and powerful.

He is not familiar with it, and has never heard of it.

However, he felt that the owner of the voice was calling him.

Because, he is the great general of the Moro Kingdom.

"General...General."

"Where are you, General..."

The shouting sounded again, much closer this time.

At this time, General Yu Zhanlong did not use his spiritual sense to see the owner of the voice.

However, listening to the voice, he involuntarily created a picture in his mind.

Two soldiers of the Moro National Army walked into the broken mountain forest.

While walking cautiously in the dark night, they called his name and looked for him.

However, Yu Zhanlong did not answer the voice.

He was terrified by the Demon Emperor.

He was afraid, these two voices alarmed the two demon emperors, causing the demon emperors to come back and kill the soldiers of the Moluo Kingdom who were searching for him.

Then, kill him together.

Until, listening to the sound, he got closer to the mountain where he was.

He didn't even cry out.

"hateful……"

Yu Zhanlong gritted his teeth, his blood-stained face looked very painful.

He clearly wanted to yell and tell the owners of those two voices that he was in this dungeon and let them save him.

But he didn't dare.

He listened helplessly, the masters of the two voices passed the mountain, shouted his name again, and continued to walk forward.

The loud voice is getting farther and farther away.

General Yu Zhanlong became anxious.

He didn't dare to respond to the two voices, but he didn't hold back, and swept his consciousness in the direction of the voices.

After a while, he saw two figures.

These two figures are both dressed as soldiers of the Moro National Army.

A burly man with a leopard head and eyes, a rough face, wearing a black armor, looks like a commander.

And the other was a young man.

He looked less than 20 years old, but he was wearing a shiny silver armor, behind the silver armor was a fiery red cloak.

A handsome face, heroic.

Just based on his appearance and temperament, Yu Zhanlong felt that he was a promising general.

"General, general..."

The rough and arrogant thousand-handed man shouted for the general.

"General, where are you..."

The young general was also shouting.

He looked very anxious and really wanted to find the general.

Yu Zhanlong was also very anxious.

At this moment, Yu Zhanlong can tell the commander of the Namora National Army and the young general that he is in this dungeon as long as he transmits the voice with his spiritual sense.