"Dare to invade our Netherworld Sacred Mountain! Become the corpse buried under the earth of our Netherworld Sacred Mountain!"
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Trillions of soldiers from both sides charged towards each other and soon fought together.
Yan Jun stood among the army, looking at the place where the two sides were fighting with a stern expression.
Then His face became more and more ugly.
Because he suddenly saw one of his soldiers, generals, heroes and gods from the Yin Ghost Clan being beaten by the Sun Kingdom's army.
The gap in the quality of individual soldiers between the two sides is like one in the sky and one on the ground. There is no comparison at all.
As for the gods and true gods, they have a clear advantage.
Yan Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
But then he looked at the powerful Sun Kingdom soldiers on the battlefield, and his face became serious again.
"Although in terms of gods and true gods, my side has an advantage."
"But when it comes to ordinary soldiers who are not gods, the Sun Kingdom has a very clear advantage."
"What the intelligence said is indeed correct."
"All the soldiers under the command of this common emperor are really imperial-level troops."
"But how is this possible? Where did he get so many resources and treasures to cultivate empire-level troops?"
Yan Jun was puzzled.
The cultivation of imperial-level troops is not that simple.
This can be seen by comparing the former human race's imperial-level military unit, the Army-Destroying Knight, which only Garter giants could transfer into.
Not only does he need to meet a large number of resource and treasure requirements, but he also needs tribesmen who can perfectly meet the job transfer requirements. In addition, after decades or even hundreds of years of training, he can complete the job transfer requirements of the imperial-level arms and successfully transfer to the army.
Imperial level arms.
As for the imperial-level military service transfer certificate?
Yan Jun never thought about it.
For them, it is much more difficult to obtain an imperial-level military service transfer certificate than to personally train an imperial-level soldier.
Moreover, the more than five trillion soldiers in the Sun Kingdom are all imperial-level troops.
How is it possible that these soldiers were all recruited and transferred using empire-level service recruitment letters and transfer certificates?
Something that is simply impossible.
He could only think that the Common Emperor might have found some shortcut to quickly and in large numbers transfer to empire-level arms, so he could have so many empire-level arms in such a short period of development.
at this time.
He saw the True God of the Holy Fire joining forces with the True God of the Demonic Dragon Clan, Dickens, the True God of the Shadow Clan, Tarokor, Jacques, and more than ten powerful true gods and superiors, attacking him, the leader of the Yin Ghost Clan.
On the way, there were Yin ghost spirits who wanted to stop these true gods, but they were killed by them.
Yan Jun looked calm, but he was not panicked.
"Xiao Feng, Blood Minister."
"It seems they are all coming to us."
"Don't hold back, just fight with all your strength."
"Even if we don't capture the Common Emperor today, we will still beat him so hard that he will not dare to invade the territory of our three clans in the future."
Yan Jun said, his body was surging with divine power and he was ready for battle.
"good."
"Then let's fight with all our strength."
Xiao Feng and Xue Chen looked at each other, quietly took a step back, and came behind Yan Jun.
By the time Yan Jun noticed something was wrong, Xiao Feng and Xue Chen behind him suddenly showed ferocious faces, each wielding their own magical weapons and attacking Yan Jun's back.
Yan Jun never expected that his allies would sneak attack on him at this time.
He was unprepared and could not react at all. Half of his divine body was cut off by the full force of the two gods' joint attack, and the aura on his body suddenly dropped.
On the occasion of this great change, Yan Jun gritted his teeth and teleported away from the place, appearing ten thousand meters away, looking at Xiao Feng and Xue Chen with cold and puzzled eyes.
"You...have taken refuge in the Emperor of Common Life!?"
"Why? With our combined strength, not even the Emperor of the Living World can do anything to us."
"After we repelled the attack of the Common Emperor, we are still the patriarchs of our respective races, enjoying supreme racial status and power."
"Our race can still guarantee its independence."
"Isn't this better than taking refuge in the Emperor of Common Life?"
Yan Jun was very puzzled by Xiao Feng and Xue Chen's choice.
"Stupid." Sao Feng sneered.
"Short-sighted." Xue Chen said calmly.
The two of them saw that their attack was effective. Although they failed to kill each other directly, they were not in a hurry. Instead, they turned to give orders to their respective racial forces:
"All Tianqian/Rakshasa tribes obey orders!"
"Execute the real battle plan and work with the soldiers of the Sun Kingdom to eliminate these stubborn Yin Ghost soldiers, heroes and gods who insist on resisting!"
"As you command!"
More than two trillion Tianqian and Rakshasa soldiers said in unison.
Then without hesitation, he turned around and waved his weapon, killing the Yingui soldiers beside him.
How could the soldiers of the Yin Ghost Clan have predicted this scene?
The Yin ghost soldiers who had not had time to recover were directly stabbed in the back this time, allowing the Tianqian soldiers and Rakshasa soldiers to kill nearly 10 billion Yin ghost soldiers.
The gods of the Yin Ghost Clan and the Yin Ghost Clan Alliance also lost hundreds of them all at once.
When Yan Jun saw this scene, the calm and deep look on his face finally disappeared, and his face suddenly turned pale.
However, He came even more desperate.
I saw Zhou Zhan high in the sky. At this time, he calmly raised his right hand and pointed in the direction of the Yingui soldiers.
An invisible wave was seen, like ripples on the water, instantly covering the entire Netherworld Mountain battlefield.
A text prompt appears.
[Reminder: You have activated your mythical and unique lord talent ‘Saint of All Souls’!]
[All spirits regard you as the supreme saint and are eager to follow you!]
[Lord Talent Tip 1: There are approximately 851 trillion ordinary Yin Ghost tribesmen, 176 billion 15197877 black iron-level Demonic Dragon tribe soldiers, 140 billion 36815418 bronze-level Yin ghost tribe tribesmen, 80 billion 87596520 silver
There are 50,086,901,750 gold-level Yin ghost tribesmen, 35,617,807,960 platinum-level Yin ghost tribe members, 10,115,027,878 diamond-level Yin ghost tribe members, 5,615,006,902
There are 3,531,607,050 extraordinary-level Yin ghost tribesmen, 3,531,607,050 epic-level Yin ghost tribesmen, 265,027,805 legendary-level Yin ghost tribesmen, 2,561 low-level god-level alien gods, and 1,586 mid-level god-level alien gods.
, 919 superior god-level alien gods and 48 true god-level alien gods broke away from their lords and became your loyal followers!]
[Lord Talent Tip 2: You have obtained a Master - Lovis (Middle God Superior)!]
After Zhou Zhan saw this result, he nodded with satisfaction.
This time the Saint of All Souls gained a pretty good harvest, directly allowing him to obtain 501,170,989,160 soldiers.
In addition, in terms of gods, he also gained 5066 gods and a full 48 true gods!
The Saint of All Souls almost doubled the size of his team of gods!