Chapter 3417: One Hundred Thousands Army, Pressure (3)

His face was twisted and his face was blue and white.

The hateful eyes stared at the young girl in her early twenties.

There was a burst of resentment and fear in my heart.

As early as a few days ago, he thought that [King-class] people would be at their fingertips, and his heart was dreaming about the king's coming to the world.

However, in the blink of an eye, the news that the soul lamp of his only son, Sun Lei, went out.

Sun Youchang heard the returnee's report of his son's tragic death, and was frightened and angry. He vowed to smash Jun Muyan and bury the whole city of Xiaoyao.

However, he didn't even have time to gather soldiers and summons enough to summon.

One hundred thousand troops have already been crushed.

Sun Youchang's repair is the pinnacle of the split sea.

There is no shortage of masters in Lingbo Temple.

Not to mention, they still have so many powerful puppets on their hands.

So at first, they didn't look at the 100,000 army at all.

However, as soon as the servants fought, Sun Youchang knew how outrageous he was.

Where is a 100,000 low-level monk, obviously a 100,000 male lion led by a general?

In addition, the strength of this general will far exceed the [Cloud General] that Sun Youchang once met in Luo Yunmeng.

The war will be divided into four levels: [General, Cloud General, King General, God General].

What would Yunyun not be?

Could it be comparable to the King of the Lan Empire?

A 100,000 army led by a general and a 100,000 army led by a general are very different.

And this little Xiaoyao City hit him more than that.

The young girl sitting on top of the mountain, in white fluttering and utterly peerless.

The music started to listen as the piano in her hand slowly sounded.

Those mighty troops, commanded by the general, have doubled in strength.

Is the musician's assistant? Or magic witchcraft?

Sun Youchang's face was iron-blue, and the anger and fear in his heart surged.

But in the end, it was more greedy desires.

Such an army, such a king, such an assistant musician ...

Coupled with Qin Jiu's [King level] puppet.

If it can be included in [Lingbo Dian], who will be his grandson on this floating island?

But he also realized at the same time.

If only by hard hitting, Ling Bo Dian, even if it can receive this wave of forces, will definitely lose a lot.

In the end, it was cheaper for others.

That's why he blew his horn.

He is going to receive the [Happy City] forces upright in front of everyone.

Gaze glanced at the monks who gradually gathered around.

The resentment on Sun Youchang's face slowly faded.

He looked at Mu Yan coldly, his voice like a poisonous snake crawling out of the ice cellar, "You are the Lord of Xiaoyao City Mu Yan, did you kill my son Sun Lei?"

Mu Yan looked at him quietly and said, "Where is Yin Chuqing?"

Sun Youchang's face was twisted again for a moment, "For a Yin Chuqing, you killed my son ?!"

Mu Yan asked again: "Where is Yin Chuqing? Until I'm sure she's alive, I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you!"

"Slut, what are you ..."

Sun Youchang He was treated so slowly, the Qiqiao who hated for a while made smoke.

It's just that he hasn't finished talking.

The defending **** standing behind Mu Yan moved.

The 100,000 troops seemed to have received the instructions in an instant, and suddenly stepped in the direction of the Lingbo Temple.