Moreover, the magical powers and means of cultivators of various races are powerful, but they are completely different from those of cultivators in the Bloodline Dynasty. Once used, they will naturally arouse suspicion from others.

But Meng Fei has a great advantage over them, that is, his body, which allows him to be comparable to the Blood Emperor's powerful even without using true qi. If he superimposes the true qi and defeats the Blood Emperor, it is absolutely no problem.

Moreover, the true qi is running in the body without exposure, and the safety is naturally much higher.

It is precisely because of this that after Meng Fei entered the Bloodline Dynasty, for safety reasons, he never used his magical powers to fight with others. He all used his physical body to bless his true energy to take action.

"In the future, we will follow the command of the lord and fight bravely to fight the enemy, protect the dynasty, and avoid infringement."

Hundreds of people lowered their heads, roared and roared, and were extremely determined.

Meng Fei's face was unconscious and said in a deep voice: "I, Xue Fei, accept your allegiance, and will fight side by side with you!"

This is the tradition of loyalty to the Dark Legion, but only senior officers at the level of command can enjoy this treatment.

If Meng Fei is really a cultivator of the blood dynasty and stays in the army for a long time, then the hundred people in front of him will be considered his direct subordinates, and they will be bound by life and death in the future!

But this point will never be realized. Meng Fei will leave immediately after receiving the summoning order from the Daxia Dynasty.

"Sir, the ten deputy corps commanders have been waiting for a long time. As the first combat force among the commanders, you have the right to choose which deputy corps commander to follow first. So the subordinates and others have been waiting outside the courtyard and inform you to go to the sealed palace immediately after you wake up!"

Meng Fei nodded, this was as expected by him, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, don't let you wait for a long time, we will go immediately."

The Seal Hall, the main congress office of the Black Demon Legion, has always been opened only when major military positions are promoted.

This time, the selection of ten thousand men and senior officers of the commander level in the camp can accept awards here and officially become officers of the Dark Legion.

The construction of the hall is simple, simple and grand, and there is a cold and murderous aura in front of you.

Thousands of soldiers of the Black Demon Legion had straight backs and a steady breath, standing outside the hall like a javelin, with cold eyes sweeping. Although their cultivation was only at the level of a blood general, the evil aura emitted reached a shocking level. They were obviously the elite soldiers who survived a long battle.

Under the leadership of Fan Tianchen, Meng Fei stepped in front of the sealed palace.

The evil spirits outside the soldiers outside the hall gathered instantly and turned into countless thin blood-colored lines like poisonous snakes, whistling and swaying.

This evil aura is a natural occurrence for their life-long killing, and its power is second to the point. The main force is heavy, cold and powerful. Under the shock of this evil aura, if a person with a weak mind is definitely completely collapsed.

The superposition of evil aura in the bodies of thousands of elite soldiers is enough to have some impact on the Blood Emperor’s powerful men!

When entering the sealed palace, you must endure the test of evil spirits.

When marching and fighting, strong cultivation is important, but generals need to have unswerving beliefs. No matter what difficulties they face, they will not be pessimistic and desperate. Leading their soldiers to fight bravely can only be considered qualified officers.

Therefore, now that thousands of soldiers are taking action, the test is about the state of mind.

Meng Fei's face was calm. He had already learned about it from Fan Tianchen and others. At this moment, his eyes flashed slightly and he took a step forward without fear.

Fan Tianchen, Zuo Zong and others looked at each other and all saw the admiration in each other's eyes.

He is worthy of being the commander, and he has no fear in the face of the evil spirit refining. If it were them, they would definitely not be so calm. After all, they have heard a lot about the horror of the evil spirit refining before.

The adults have stepped forward, how can they fall behind!

Fan Tianchen and Zuo Zong looked at each other, then suddenly gritted their teeth and followed Meng Fei and walked into the square in front of the hall.

boom!

The rich evil aura instantly suppressed it, and it seemed that countless rushing sounds echoed directly in my mind. The violent fighting aura came to my face, instantly causing Fan Tianchen to look pale and his body shaking.

It's indeed a traitor, so awesome!

But at this moment, he raised his head and fell on the adult, but found that the adult closed his eyes slightly at this moment, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth on his calm face.

laugh?

That’s right, I can still be so relaxed when facing this evil spirit!

It seems that the commander is so powerful that he can't help but have a strong fighting spirit, and he is indeed a great man.

As a direct subordinate of an adult, how can he embarrass him?

Moreover, they followed the adults, and the strongest evil pressure had been blocked by the adults. They only suffered a very small part. If they could not even bear this, what qualifications would they have to follow the adults?

Fan Tianchen gritted his teeth, let out a low roar, took a step forward, and followed Meng Fei tightly.

Zuo Zong, Dieshan, Leng Wuming and Zhao Peng looked at each other and could see the firmness in each other's eyes. At this moment, he stepped forward and took steps.

Hundreds of thousands of men followed in silence.

Meng Fei's face was calm and calm. Although this evil spirit was strong, it could not shake his mind at all. A strong sense of fighting slowly emanated from his body, filling the space around his body.

Although this fighting spirit is invisible, it can compete with the evil spirit and will not be at a disadvantage at all.

This hit Fan Tianchen and others' eyes, which shocked them even more.

Being able to resist the cultivation of evil spirits with your own will requires a firm and strong heart to do it!

The eyes of five ten thousand men and hundreds of thousands of men fell on Meng Fei, and at the same time showed a look of respect.

As we moved forward, the evil spirit became stronger and stronger. The cold and cold pressure was everywhere and was about to penetrate into their souls and completely suppress them.

Fan Tianchen and others were in a tight gut, and although their bodies were trembling slightly, they were unwilling to fall behind.

Because the adults are still moving forward, the pressure they are under is countless higher than theirs. Since the adults have not stopped, they naturally have no reason.

"Fight!" Fan Tianchen roared, blood bulging from his neck, and his feet moved forward firmly.

"war!"

Four ten thousand men growled.

"war!"

Hundreds of thousands of commanders roared at the same time.

He roared step by step, and gradually turned into a sound, fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Just among this evil spirit, Meng Fei was ahead, like a sharp knife forcibly tearing the evil spirit defense line, leading the soldiers under his command forward, his face calm and calm. Although he had not spoken, his surging fighting spirit was enough to be shocking.

But at this moment, a strange change suddenly occurred.

The messy and violent fighting spirit outside the body of Fan Tianchen and others was now gathering around Meng Fei's body as if he was attracted to some extent, and gradually merged with his own fighting spirit. Although the integration was slow, an unprecedented feeling suddenly appeared in the hearts of Fan Tianchen and others. They looked at the thin front but seemed to be able to support the entire sky, and a sense of awe came from their hearts in an instant.

Meng Fei was immersed in an unprecedented artistic conception. Through the fusion of fighting spirit, he could clearly feel the inner world of hundreds of subordinates. The fanaticism and worship seemed to be handed over all the power to control him.

This feeling is very good.

In the evil spirit, a surging fighting spirit slowly condensed, mainly Meng Fei, five ten thousand men as the auxiliary, and hundreds of thousands of men as the basis. The fighting spirit is like a sword, and it is irresistible. It is irresistible wherever it points, and any shackles will be destroyed instantly.

At the moment when the fighting spirit was formed, in the sealed palace, the emperors of the Ten Directions opened their eyes and a divine light burst out from their eyes.

Below, the nineteen commanders and ninety-five ten thousand men showed awe at the same time.

The fighting spirit is integrated!

Only by experiencing countless battles can one appear in a strange state between the general and the soldiers under his command. After entering this situation, it is equivalent to focusing on the general, integrating all the soldiers under his command into themselves, and then causing the intention to fight to soar infinitely.

In this state, the overall combat power can increase by more than several times. An army with a combination of fighting spirit is an enemy that no one on the battlefield wants to face!

"This Blood Fly is really a natural soldier!"

"It can actually quickly reach the point where fighting spirits are integrated through the cultivation of evil spirits. It's really terrible!"

"In the future, my Black Demon Legion will definitely give birth to another tiger general, and the fighting spirit will be integrated. Who dares to stop the battlefield and achieve supreme achievements!"

"After the commander of the legion, my Dark Demon Legion finally appeared again with an officer who could reach the level of integration of fighting spirit. This bloody flying will have unlimited achievements in the future."

The Emperor of War of the Ten Directions spoke with a solemn expression, but the trace of envy could not be hidden in his eyes.

Even if they fight countless times, they cannot achieve the level of the integration of fighting spirits. This is a state of mind. No one knows how it is produced, and naturally there is no trace to be found.

.....

Outside the hall.

Meng Fei slowly opened his eyes, his face calmed down, and he slowly raised his head. It turned out that they had arrived outside the gate of the Fengcai Hall and had passed through the evil spirit.
Chapter completed!