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Chapter 3288: Bloody Battlefield

Above the capital of the Qin Empire.

The First Emperor, dressed in black, stood at the highest peak of the entire imperial capital.

The Qin people were very black, and the entire Qin Empire, from His Majesty the First Emperor down to ordinary soldiers, namely the Xuanyong Guards, all wore black uniforms and black armor.

So much so that after being surrounded by the purple demonic tide in the sky, the overall impression given is that of an endless purple center, dotted with a touch of black that never seems to want to disappear!

The Qin Ting plane is almost over.

Under the premise that he was completely surrounded by the demonic tide army, and there were few aids from other immortal saints and Taoist courts, His Majesty the First Emperor would rather die than retreat, but also wanted to defend his own foundation, his own people, and his own land.

I feel like my last battle is coming soon.

Only over five hundred years have passed since the First Emperor was promoted to the realm of saint.

After more than five hundred years, the soul of the Almighty Master has been almost exhausted. This shows how much offensive pressure His Majesty the First Emperor has endured in these years.

When the demonic tide army once again launched a desperate charge against the capital of the Qin Empire, the First Emperor climbed onto the tower of his imperial capital.

Waiting to die in the palace, or being piled to death by countless demonic creatures in front of him, is not the temperament of the First Emperor, nor is it the national style of the Qin Empire.

Even if you die and your country is destroyed, you will still stand and fall, or you will fall on the road to charge.

The people of Qin are not only admiring blackness, but also admiring martial arts!

National prestige lasts forever.

"I just want to show the world the majesty of our Great Qin Empire!" As the First Emperor stepped on the invisible air ladder, he walked towards the higher point.

The living beings who were still alive in the Great Qin Empire seemed to have a strong flame ignited in their hearts.

In the plane of Qinting, the First Emperor is the only belief of billions of living beings and the spiritual pillar that they rely on to continue fighting.

This is also the core of the dynastic hegemony system created by the First Emperor of the Qin Empire.

In the Immortal Realm, this kind of existence that created a brand new system is enough to be regarded as the same level as the founder saints of the three religions.

Although His Majesty the First Emperor is not of sufficient age, qualifications and life level, with his great achievements, he can indeed reach the heights of being as famous as Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Master and others.

Not to mention, with the fierce battles in the Qin Empire, the news about His Majesty the First Emperor and his Xuan Yong Guards fighting to the death spread throughout the entire Immortal Realm.

The First Emperor's personal prestige will also reach an unparalleled level!

However, that is all a story for later.

Besides, what will a person do with his reputation after he dies?

The only thing that the First Emperor thinks about now is to fight to the death with his soldiers and his people. Fall on his own land, and launch the final charge towards the demonic civilization!

"The country is about to fall!"

"The people of Qin will never retreat until they die!"

"Follow me to the expedition!" Then the First Emperor raised the sword on his waist.

The power of the saint and the sharp white sword energy formed by the world-class secret treasure caused faint dragon roars in the imperial capital and even the entire Qinting plane.

"Today is the day to make great achievements!" Hearing His Majesty the First Emperor's voice, hundreds of millions of living beings in the Qin Ting plane couldn't help but shout in unison.

This is a majestic force that swallows mountains and rivers, and the rich smell of blood seems to be transmitted through the wind.

The countless demonic legions surrounding the imperial capital seemed to feel that these Qinting plane creatures were going to make a last stand!

And many powerful demon tide experts with keen observation and perception discovered that the Great Qin Empire actually opened its own city gate!

A black mass of Xuan Yong's heavy guards came slowly from the depths of the city gate.

In fact, comparing the number of demon tide creatures, the total number of these Xuanyong heavy guards, the last elite of the Great Qin Empire, may not even be one percent.

However, many demon tide creatures, including those who have experienced hundreds of battles and fought in many star fields and planes, the demon kings and demon emperors, can't help but have an illusion.

That is, these black immortal guards in front of them seem to be indestructible.

The jet-black dragon aura lingers in the capital of the Qin Empire.

The location of His Majesty the First Emperor at this time happens to be the head of this black dragon!

In fact, according to the dominant-level creatures, the rules and nature of power in the astral world mean that they lead to the same destination through different paths.

The current power pattern displayed by the Qin Ting plane is somewhat similar to the dynasty destiny of the Tianming Empire.

Of course, there are still many subtle and even fundamental differences in the core.

However, this also reflects the prosperity and brilliance of star civilization and the diversity of power development models.

The jet-black giant dragon roared towards the sky and rushed straight towards the demonic tide army in front of it.

The First Emperor took the lead. When he rushed towards the demonic army, the opponent he targeted was none other than the Chaos Rong Demon Emperor who had the highest level of life in the Qinting plane.

As the First Emperor took action himself, the Xuanyong heavy guards in the middle and lower part of the plane also began to advance together!

This is a really strange army.

At least that's what the demon tide civilization at war with them thinks.

No matter how much trauma the demonic tide caused to these Xuanyong heavy guards, the military formation of these Xuanyong guards never relaxed, let alone collapsed.

They are like an extremely hard cube of metal. The Demon Tide Civilization can only grind away these outermost soldiers of Xuanyong's heavy guard like a saw.

But it has never been able to penetrate the core of their origin that severely damaged them!

The jet-black flag is still flying in the Qin Ting plane, which is already full of war.

Although these banners began to fall one after another as the Qin Empire took the initiative to attack.

But there is always a black flag flying in the sky.

That’s where His Majesty the First Emperor is!

This seventh-level saint directly changed his emperor's robes into the banner of the Qin Empire.

In other words, he is fighting under the imperial banner!



When the final battle on the Imperial Capital side began, the generals stationed in the Great Wall of Flesh that had not yet fallen in the Qinting plane, together with His Majesty the First Emperor, launched the final decisive battle against the Demonic Tide Civilization!

The battle in the Imperial Capital and the battle at the Great Wall of Flesh were almost carried out at the same time.

Throughout the Qinting plane, the mountains roared and the tsunami roared, and the sky and the earth changed color!

Countless jet-black flags drooped and fell during the battle.

But around them, there were even more corpses of demonic tide creatures piled up!





The vicissitudes of life and the profound meaning of the dragon's roar sounded in the center of the battlefield on the Qinting plane.

His Majesty the First Emperor looked up into the distance and saw countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood piled up around him.

The jet black flag was the last one left on his body.

The black dragon, which has become so thin that it is almost nonexistent, also marks the last trace of life in the Great Qin Empire, which is almost dead in the battle.

The remaining soul of the Lord even made it difficult for the severely wounded First Emperor to stand up alone.

It was only by holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand that he could barely look directly at the Luanrong Demon Emperor in front of him.


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