More than 30 members of the Desolate tribe returned, cutting through the battlefield like sharp knives.
None of them have entered the realm of the Holy Emperor, but when formed into a battle formation, they are comparable to the Holy Emperor.
Lin Cangxue, Jun Moxiao and others were the spearheads. Their swords and air guns were invincible, and all the evil tribes retreated.
Below, Lin Cangxue is wearing the ten sword heads of the common people, surrounded by a long river of moving sword energy. Lord Grim's cold spear flashes with brilliance, and the spear is like thunder in the world.
Changling of the Song Dynasty was clothed with awe-inspiring aura, using Confucianism to usher in the chapter of Saint Confucianism and suppress the battlefield.
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The group of people cut through the battlefield at extremely fast speeds and approached Tianshen Pass.
There are endless wars in the world.
There are four great quasi-emperors fighting fiercely against the evil god.
There is a battle between powerful men in the imperial realm.
Below, there is a confrontation between the human and evil tribes with nearly a million troops.
The battle was earth-shaking, too tragic and shocking.
The situation on the entire battlefield seemed to have fallen into a temporary state of anxiety.
but……
The anxious state did not last long.
Shortly after Lin Cangxue and others appeared on the battlefield, the evil army outside the Desolate tribe's defense line was in great turmoil.
Behind them, a huge black army suddenly appeared.
Lord Grim, who was about to reach the Tianshen Pass, suddenly turned around and flew towards the army...
And the army that charged like a black cloud had an invincible appearance. They were all wearing black armor, wearing face-covering helmets, holding long spears, and riding on nightmare horses.
An army of up to 70,000 people, with just one charge, completely divided the Evil Clan army outside the Desolate Clan's defense line. It was a true division.
Then, the 70,000-strong army did not need Lord Grim's command. They split into multiple small camps on the battlefield and began to encircle and suppress the evil clan.
They seem to have extremely rich experience when facing evil tribes.
Their realm is not high, and the strong ones at the Saint King realm are rarely pitiful. However, the invincible attitude they have condensed has the appearance of sweeping away the autumn wind.
When the gods closed the gate, everyone looked at the 70,000 black-armored troops that suddenly entered the battlefield and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
That army was too skilled at killing the evil tribesmen.
Just like a cook trying to untie an ox.
However, Di Tianshu outside the Yubei Division frowned slightly. He could naturally see that it was a dead army.
He could also see the affiliation of this army during his lifetime.
Back then, the Shenchang camp under the Xuanwu tribe of the Zuojiaming sect... Back then, their heads were hung all over the mountain.
However, today they appeared again.
Even if your body dies, your soul will never die and you will fight in the world again!
Above the void, Lin Huang's five commandments rained down, and the three thousand Mingjiao heroes in his body instantly merged into the god's collision camp.
The situation of the war is changing drastically.
The appearance of the 70,000-strong army eliminated the crisis in the Desolate Clan's defense line in just a quarter of an hour.
Subsequently, the 70,000-strong army did not garrison the Tianshen Pass. Instead, they turned into a torrent of black steel and swept away towards the defense line of the Xingtian Temple.
When the gods closed the door, Lin Cangxue looked up at the battle in the void, the imperial sword in his hand hissing.
She turned to look at Xiaopang Bai, "Can I still steal realms?"
Bai Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Sister Xue, don't be joking. Even if I steal the realm again, you will still have difficulty stepping into the Holy Emperor realm! If you are shot to death as soon as you go up, Boss Lin will skin you alive.
I!"
"Besides, stealing the realm is so outrageous. I haven't even married a wife yet!"
Lin Cangxue frowned.
"The phoenix dances for nine days!"
The next moment, Lin Cangxue flew into the sky, rising steadily upwards, directly crossing from the sixty-five steps of Tianjing Mountain to the ninety steps of Tianjing Mountain.
"She will also..."
On the Phoenix Clan's defense line, Huang Wuxie frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. The Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens was a forbidden technique recorded in the Taixuan Nirvana Scripture, which could instantly increase one's realm.
Unfortunately, the Huang Clan does not have the Taixuan Nirvana Scripture.
"The phoenix dances for nine days!"
At this moment, Huang Zhaozu suddenly spoke, his momentum rising.
Huang Wuxie was stunned.
"I really want to know a little bit..."
Huang Zhaozu laughed sheepishly and then rushed into the battlefield.
On top of the Desolate Clan's defense line, Fatty Bai looked at Lin Cangxue, his face turned a little green.
"The sword head is unified!"
After Lin Cang danced with the snow phoenix for nine days, the ten swords of the people behind him merged into one and merged into her body, directly raising his realm to the peak of the Holy King realm.
Lin Cangxue turned around, stared straight at Little Fatty Bai, waved her hand and gathered a ball of Nirvana fire to wrap around Little Fatty Bai.
"You just know how to suck my blood!"
Little Fatty Bai was very angry, then he sat cross-legged and went to steal the realm for Lin Cangxue.
Within a few breaths...
Lin Cangxue let out a loud roar, held the imperial sword, and charged into the battle circle of the evil emperors.
"Can you still steal?"
Ye Wushuang's voice suddenly sounded in Bai Xiaopang's ears.
"Get out of here!"
Bai Xiaopang yelled. At this moment, he looked pale and a little weak.
He didn't expect that he would be regarded as a cow by these dog people.
Ye Wushuang, however, ignored it and forcibly raised his realm. However, despite his efforts for a long time, he still could not reach the eighty steps of Tianjing Mountain, let alone the peak of the Holy King.
"Forget it, seeing that you're in so much pain, I'll let you live!"
Ye Wushuang's way of showing kindness.
Little Fatty Bai looked at Ye Wushuang with a stupid look on his face. At this time, Lord Grim returned to Tianshen Pass and came over.
With every step he takes, Lord Grim's realm rises by one level.
"I have reached the peak realm of the Holy King!"
Lord Grim said calmly.
Little Fatty Bai was stunned for a moment, then he flew up and kicked Lord Grim.
"I'm going up...remember to steal the realm from me!"
Lord Grim stood up from the ground and rushed directly into the sky.
Little Fatty Bai snorted, not bothering Lord Moxiao at all.
However, just a few breaths...
Don’t laugh and enter the realm of the Holy Emperor!
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Between heaven and earth, the balance of war has begun to tilt.
The appearance of the 70,000-strong army outside Tianshen Pass solved the crisis of the Desolate Clan, Xingtian Temple, and the Array Spirit Clan in a very short period of time.
The evil army also caused commotion.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted!
They had just begun to fail, but they encountered the powerful force of the Shen Chong camp back then.
The entire confrontation between the two armies has changed from the passive defense of the human race to the continuous active attack of the human race army.
On the void battlefield, the Holy Emperor died.
An evil king has died.
However, the battle in the middle was extremely complicated, making it difficult to watch... and it was difficult to predict the outcome of both sides.
On the contrary, it is the battle at the top that can be seen more clearly.
Above the void, the four quasi-emperors struck one after another, finally finding the loophole of the Evil God and killing their respective clones.
However, for Tian Xie Shen, it seems that everything has just begun.
He waved his bloody clothes and walked under the sky. Looking at the four quasi-emperors who were already looking slightly tired, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Nearly 400,000 warriors from the human and divine races have died... it should be enough..."
Listening to the voice of the Evil God, the four quasi-emperors frowned slightly.
Then...
They seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions changed drastically!