Chapter: 8104

70 million elites, 200 million elites, this is the result of stronger means.

"Big victory!"

Yue Wuwei looked solemn, raised his right hand high, and roared hoarsely.

"Big victory!"

"Big victory!"

The various legions began to respond.

After the sad atmosphere, the joy of victory, like a storm, swept everyone present.

"The Canglong Hall has been abolished, we will rest here for half a day, and the celebration wine will be shared with everyone at Canglong Star!"

The cry of victory continued to resound throughout the world.

The people who watched the battle from a distance stayed there for a long time, standing still and watching the excitement.

"Won."

"we won."

Although the team on Crescent Mountain is a bit used to it, they still feel very honored at this time.

"Victory. In half a day, the rest of the Canglong Palace should have escaped. If there is no accident, Yuanyang Palace will also choose to flee. It can be said that the war is over, but there are still more problems we need to face." Liu Qingfeng said.

"You can figure out the rest." Yue Wuwei said.

He is not willing to think about this kind of worrying thing, and the same is true for Zhang Han.

In the past, in the world of cultivating immortals, I was used to being alone, and I was not interested in developing things with big forces.

Liu Qingfeng was different. He used to be the leader of a business group, so he was used to worrying.

"Victorious."

Nina, Felina, Chen Changqing and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

As Liu Qingfeng said, they really won.

Canglongdian must escape.

Including their heads and so on, but it doesn't matter, even if you go to chase them now, you can't stop them from fleeing. It's better to give them half a day, wait for those people to leave, and go to their base camp to drink celebration wine.

This is the first step to stop at Nanshan.

"All high-level officials come here for a meeting."

Liu Qingfeng still had a lot of things to talk about, so he asked Han Long and other high-level officials to hold a small meeting.

There is nothing wrong with Zhang Han.

Still looking at this piece of cosmic void that is full of chaos.

Dry bones, bloody... When encountering a cosmic storm, the traces of this war will be wiped away.

In the distance, an aircraft approached slowly.