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Immediately, a burst of laughter came from the formation, and under the blessing of the power of the formation, it echoed.

"Who am I? It turns out that I am the defeated general. Mr. Huang Zhong, I couldn't kill you that day. Are you here to die again today?"

"Hahaha!"

It was the voice of Han Jianchen, the master of the Golden Eagle Gate.

The voice fell, and laughter came from the formation.

Amidst the roar of laughter, the dense fog shrouded in front of the mountain gate condensed into a picture under the great array of mysteries.

That seems to be a huge projection, showing the scene of a big mountain in the formation——

It is the main peak of the golden carving gate.

On the top of the main peak of the gate, stands the upper level of the golden carving gate.

In addition, there are a large number of young disciples of the Golden Carving Sect standing on the mountainside square of the main peak of the Sect.

It seemed that they had expected that Huang Zhong would come to take revenge, so after opening the protective formation, they waited in the formation for someone to arrive.

At this time, there was a sound of laughter in the formation.

This voice, full of mockery, made Huang Zhong's eyes turn red, and his chest was about to explode with anger.

Under his angry eyes, a figure was magnified by the mystery of the formation, and appeared more clearly in the thick fog outside the formation.

This man has long gray hair, draped over his shoulders, but with a face, he looks like a middle-aged man.

It was the master of the Golden Eagle Gate, Han Jianchen.

"Han! Room! Dust!"

Gritting his teeth, Huang Zhong thought about that night again.

The anger in his heart made his body tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing Huang Zhong's angry face, Han Jianchen smiled coldly, as if he didn't pay attention to this defeated general.

He glanced at Wang Xiaojian.

Seeing Wang Xiaojian's youthful appearance, Han Jianchen showed surprise on his face.

He had heard the rumors about Wang Xiaojian and knew that he was the Duke of Xia Guozhen.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized that he was so young.

This is the strongest person in the southeast region, but Han Jianchen, who is in the big formation, is not afraid of him.

He was condescending, looked down at Wang Xiaojian, and said: "Next is Wang Xiaojian, Duke of Xia Guozhen."

"I didn't expect you to have such cultivation at such a young age, even Emperor Mo Luo was killed by you. It's really amazing. But Wang Xiaojian, what are you doing here?"

Wang Xiaojian sneered, and said: "I asked the question knowingly, Han Jianchen, of course I came here to take revenge."

"Revenge? Haha!"

Han Jianchen raised his head and laughed loudly.

Beside him, a high-ranking person and the hall master also let out laughter.

Han Jianchen stopped laughing, and through the mystery of the formation, he looked down, "Wang Xiaojian, I advise you not to do useless things. Although your cultivation base is strong, but my sect protection formation, Even the strongest of Wu Zong can't break it!"

"Wang Xiaojian, if you want to blame you, you are too young. My Golden Carving Gate has stood for thousands of years. Even if Emperor Mo Luo is in power, he only asks me to cooperate with him, but you want me to surrender."

"For the sake of you being the number one powerhouse in the Southeast Region, I will not be your enemy. Go back. From now on, you will be your Duke of Zhen. Your Xia Kingdom can lead the Southeast Region, but don't call me again. I surrender to the Golden Eagle Gate. From now on, my Golden Eagle Gate will also be closed to the mountain, and within a hundred years, I will no longer ask about the affairs of the world."

Hearing what the sect master Han Jianchen said, Wang Xiaojian smiled, his handsome face was cold.

"You killed my [-] brothers, and you still want to close the mountain?"

Han Jianchen didn't think so, and said, "Brother, you're just some useless ants. Wang Xiaojian, what else do you want?!"

Wang Xiaojian's tone was cold: "Of course I'm going to kill you!"

Kill you all over the house!

Wang Xiaojian's cold voice spread.

Even though there was a large formation blocking them, the people in the formation still felt the chill.

It was like, the person standing in front of the Golden Diaomen Mountain Range at this moment was not a young man, but the god of death from hell.

He pronounced their death, and made them shudder.

Even the head of the sect, Han Jianchen, suddenly became gloomy.

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In the sky, Wang Xiaojian's eyes were cold, his black hair was flying, and he said to Da Qiao, "Sister Da Qiao, summon the army."

"Yes, brother Xiaojian!"

Da Qiao was wearing an orange-gold cassock, and her beautiful face was awe-inspiring.

Without hesitation, she raised the sea monster staff in her hand under Wang Xiaojian's order.

She opened her red lips lightly and cast a summoning spell.

"Watch the sky, the sea, and your memories."

The ethereal sound spread in all directions, and the breath of the ocean spread over the surface. ?

In the formation, under the astonished gazes of the elders and disciples of the Golden Eagle Gate, deep blue swirls appeared on the ground and in the sky.

The power of summoning emerges.

Immediately, Zhuge Liang's immortal figure slowly appeared in the center of the vortex.

Appearing at the same time, there are also Xinxia National Army.

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand!

One hundred thousand, half a million, one million!

They are uniformly dressed and the team is neat.

Everyone holds a long gun in their hands, and their momentum is like a rainbow.