Shen Zhengran nodded, but the existing disciple frowned upon hearing this.

"Is attacking Wentian Pass, will it affect me to slay a third tribe anti-thief?"

The disciple who existed was a little dissatisfied. After all, if he hadn't faced the battle, wouldn't it be possible for Peng Aotian to grab the talk?

The point is that he has won fifteen games. Whoever sends the three tribes of anti-thief will also end up in the same way. As a result, if he goes to attack Wentian Pass according to the plan, it will make him seem to be defeated!

How can this make him calm?

"You generals don't need to worry, I don't need a moment to kill the thief at the first level, and will not delay the army's itinerary."

Having said that, Shen Zhengran still frowned.

For him, the face of your majesty, the junior, is naturally not as important as a battle of Emperor Zheng, and less important than breaking through Wentian Pass as soon as possible.

However, considering the other party's background, Shen Zhengran had to say euphemistically: "Let's wait and see what happens."

Afterwards, Shen Zhengran wanted to look at the star-catching king: "If you say it, then Peng Aotian is also guessing our plan."

"Have you ever sent troops to support Tianpeng Pass or Wentian Pass of those three tribes of anti-thief? For example, the army of Yutian Pass and the Wujin clan?"

The star-picking king smiled: "The army at the Yutianguan Pass has never moved."

"Brother Zhengran, you are still too suspicious. The anti-thief of the three clans does not want to move, but once the Yutianguan army comes to help, believe it or not, other emperors will immediately annex his emperor clan and do not know how much territory."

"As for Zhenmoguan, let alone that the whip is too long, Tianqi and Emperor Cangman almost cut off the juniors who cultivated the Xieguang Clan into the true eyes of the Evil King. Now, as long as there is movement over there, the Xieguang Clan will never be used to the Emperor Que. ."

Shen Zhengran's face was solemn: "It's not a disadvantage to be more suspicious."

The Star Reaching King shook his head and slowly got up: "Perhaps Peng Aotian wants to see Brother Zhengran like this. As long as we fall into his doubts and have fear, then Peng Aotian will have succeeded."

Shen Zhengran was stunned. After a while, blue waves appeared in the eyes of the gods, the mighty power surged, and there was even an ancient boat galloping in the blue sea.

"No matter what, after three days, break through Wentian Pass, let the three clans of anti-thief know that Tianwei cannot offend!"

In the past three days, although Qin Yichen did not show her face, she still let Princess Wenqing change her face and go to Tianpengguan to check the reaction of the army.

When Princess Wenqing came back, she was also downcast: "Don't say that Tianpeng is off, I'm all worried now, Mu, do we really have a chance of winning?"

It seems that after Princess Wenqing came to Tianpeng Pass, she was affected by the downturn and decadence of Tianpeng Pass and became worried.

But Qin Yichen was not surprised by this, as if he had expected it.

"Of course there is a chance, but they can't see it."

"Do not."

Qin Yichen shook his head again and smiled: "It's not that you can't see it. The odds of winning don't appear out of thin air. They are played out and spelled out. At the current Tianpeng Pass, he doesn't believe that there is a chance. Will the chance of winning still exist?"

Princess Wenqing pursed her lips and thought for a moment: "Although what you said is very reasonable or even profound, I always feel that this is nonsense..."

Qin Yichen laughed: "Three days later, let's see how your husband gallops Tianhe."

Three days, fleeting.

Looking up and down Tianpeng Pass, I have to say that although Lien Chan lost streak, the majesty of Peng Aotian was unshakable. The tens of millions of army dared to follow the orders of the supernatural commander, and they all followed them with all their strength.

But practice is one thing, but Tianpeng Guanshu's tens of millions of troops still harbor suspicion and perplexity. Could it be that they really want to follow the gods and give up the geographical advantage of Tianpengguan, and fight against the heavens above the river. One?

And what is the chance of winning this battle? If they lose, what will happen to their Kunpeng clan...

"Wood, it's time."

Above the Tianhe, the blazing sun is raging, and the sea of stars is calm, but it looks turbulent, and the countless stars and sand within the Tianhe are swept surging, the vision is mysterious.

Qin Yichen sat in the Tianpeng Hall, with two knives in front of him, one with devilish light, brutal withered bones, and one with divine light and golden clouds lingering.

When Qin Yichen walked out of the Tianpeng Palace, he found that Peng Aotian was already wearing a handsome robe, um...this armor is very extraordinary!

"I won this battle. Should I also let the clan build one for me?"

Peng Aotian was startled, he was waiting for him, but he didn't expect Qin Yichen to make jokes at this moment.

And behind this joke...

"This is the armor of the **** commander, General Feng, do you want to become the second **** commander of the Emperor Que clan?"

Qin Yichen nodded: "Perhaps it is."

Peng Aotian didn't say much anymore. Ever since Qin Yichen said that he should not ask him what his chances are, Peng Aotian hasn't said anything more.

Peng Aotian no longer doubts now, but chooses to trust. He admits that he has a gambling element, but what else can happen now?

Not only Peng Aotian, Kun Shaoze, Peng Shaoyu, and even Peng Shaoqing no longer heal their wounds. Instead, they are wearing various armors. Princess Wenqing also wears a crown, with a bright light.

Even around the powerful and powerful, there is a breath of supreme treasure surging, it seems that this battle, they have sacrificed their lives, naturally their family's supreme treasure means are no longer hidden.

Qin Yichen turned his head and looked, only to see a total of fifty million gods in Tianpeng Pass wearing battle armor.

Not seeing it with his own eyes, it is impossible to understand how solemn and magnificent the scene where tens of millions of soldiers and gods gather.

The sacred light reflected by the tens of millions of armors can be described as cold light rushing into the sky, and the sacred armor shining the sun and the moon!

Moreover, just as Peng Aotian ordered, the tens of millions of troops are already neatly formed, like a sharp knife, this is clearly an offensive army.

Just wait for the military order, the ceiling will be opened, and tens of millions of troops will go out to kill the enemy.

Qin Yichen even saw the many fortresses close to Tianhe at Tianpeng Pass, and there were already giant Kunpeng churning in the Tianhe River. It was the powerful Kunpeng clan who turned into **** Kun, and those gods were long, but they were wearing **** armor.

The cost of casting the Ten Thousand-Zhang Divine Armor is extremely high. It is conceivable how fierce these divine kuns will be attacked and killed in Tianhe.

"Go on stage!"

Qin Yichen held his head high, strode to the stage, his steps were heavy, like Yue Linyuan.

However, as Qin Yichen passed by, his keen perception could hear the subtle voices of the army.

"Is it really going to start? Who on earth did the **** commander find to fight the existing disciple?"

"Beheaded, and have to go out to kill the enemy... really desperate!"

"Mother, bless the boy! The boy does not want to die yet, the boy wants to make contributions..."

On the stage of the generals, the beauty of Tianhe can still be seen in full view, even the wind swept by Tianhe hit Qin Yichen's cheeks, making him feel calm. And the elder of the Kunpeng clan standing next to him couldn't help clenching his fists. Even though he knew that it was not good to say something before the war, he still couldn't help saying: "Tian Xing, this battle must not be lost!"