Thirty or fifty miles, it might be far for ordinary people.
But for a Martial Artist, it's just a moment's work.
There is a great army, a large batch of troops, approaching.
A blood cloud stretching hundreds of miles, absolutely a massive corps of over ten million.
At this time, this critical juncture, how could there be an army coming from the south?
"Charge..."
"Break the bandit army, never let Hou Jing's army come ashore!"
"When the lips are dead, the teeth are cold; if Hexi is broken, next will be us in Hedong."
"The New Moon Demonic Sect releases millions of demons, plunging Shenzhou into chaos, intolerable by The World!"
"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy!"
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