In just half a day, three million more soldiers and horses appeared on the turbulent battlefield.
After the three armies were reorganized, Xuanyuan Tibing breathed a long sigh of relief, looked down at the endless cavalry below, and his voice spread like thunder in all directions:
"The three armies obey orders!"
"exist!"
On the battlefield, four million troops shouted loudly in unison, and the sound shook the sky.
"If there are parents, wives and children in the family, go out to the ranks; if there is an only son in the family, go out to the ranks; if both father and son are in the army, the father will go out to the ranks; if brothers are both in the army, the younger brothers will go out to the ranks!"
"Anyone who comes out of the queue will take over the responsibility of guarding the cities in each dynasty of the Eastern Spirit Realm. However, if anyone refuses to open the city gate, he will be killed without mercy! This is where the peace lies in the rear of our Eastern Spirit Realm. Anyone who does not come out of the ranks will follow my commander to fight.
Die Yin Yang Valley and wipe out the Dongling puppets!"
"kill!"
Above the sky, the big flag in the hands of Xuanyuan Tibing shook. The mountain roared and the tsunami shook, and the four million soldiers and horses roared in unison. Endless war blood boiled, and the torrential fighting spirit swept across the sky.
Under the vast sky, wind and clouds hung, and yellow sand surged.
In just half a quarter of an hour, four million troops went out to fight, like countless torrents of steel, rushing to all parts of the Eastern Spirit Realm to fight for the world.
Behind countless armies, the sound of war drums was like thunder.
There is an actor in Ye Huachang sitting high in the clouds, singing a general's order, with a strong fighting spirit, and a strong march for the army.
There was Sima Changqing, the number one scholar in the ten dynasties, who was full of righteousness and righteousness. He recited a proclamation against thieves with great eloquence and spread for thousands of miles!
Countless troops were holding guns and beating shields, and the sound of fighting shook the mountains and rivers.
On this day, Xuanyuan, the 32nd generation descendant of the Xuanyuan family, raised his troops and led an army of four million to join the world to save Dongling!
…
The world in Dongling Realm has been turned upside down.
That blood pillar reaching the sky lasted for more than a month, and the blood energy contained in it became more and more astonishing. The area within a thousand miles of it was covered by the endless cries of crows.
In the Qinglong Mountains, there is already a scene of death. The vegetation is dead, the river is bleeding, and the corpses of birds and animals are everywhere. It is tragic and infiltrating.
In one place in the Eastern Spirit Realm, a million troops rushed towards the Yin Yang Valley.
In Wuzen Mountain, it is as peaceful and quiet as ever.
In front of the mountain gate, Cisheng, who was covered in dust, opened his eyes, glanced at the gloomy sky, and suddenly clasped his hands together and sighed.
Then, Cisheng stood up gropingly, bowed to Wuchan Temple, turned around and walked down the mountain.
In the forest of three thousand steles on the back hill of Wuchan Temple, Lin Cangxue was still floating calmly in the void, her breathing causing the spiritual energy all over her body to gather and disperse.
On the latter's snow-white forehead, the lines of Marquis Wu are slowly being outlined.
Little Fatty Bai was still sleeping soundly, in darkness, and the big white cat under his butt had not woken up for half a month.
In the pagoda, Lin Huang looked as calm as ever, except that there was blood flowing out of his mouth and nose, and the blood stains on it had dried.
I think that before this, Lin Huang must have experienced a life and death battle and almost lost his life, but now it seems that he has turned the corner, and his aura is much stronger than before.
In Xuanhai, the two heavenly asuras have begun to merge, but only one-third of them have merged. They look a bit like conjoined asuras.
And just when the two heavenly Shura merged, along with Lin Huang's breathing, countless vitality from heaven and earth were drawn into the body and rushed towards the profound entrance in the body.
Time passes like water...
In the blink of an eye, Lin Huang has been in seclusion for two months.
And Xuanyuan raised his troops, led his millions of troops, and countless warriors from the Eastern Spirit Realm, and rushed to the Yin Yang Valley.
Qin Xuance led two million troops and began to truly lay down thousands of miles, using the entire Eastern Spirit Realm as a battlefield to attack and kill the puppet army...
Facing the disaster in Yin Yang Valley, Dongling Realm seems to have some resistance.
But the real disaster did not come.
In the inner domain of the Qinglong Mountains, even though the blood is soaring into the sky and covering hundreds of miles of territory, the seal outside the blood pillar has not been truly broken.
Once the seal is broken, millions of blood crows rush into the Eastern Spirit Realm.
That is the real disaster.
At this time, even if Xuanyuan Tibing appeared outside the Yin-Yang Valley, they were helpless if they wanted to enter the Yin-Yang Valley before the seal was broken.
Just after Xuanyuan Tibing arrived at Yin Yang Valley, Tianlei Sect and Fengyulou stretched out their fangs and attacked Piaoxue Palace.
At this time, Yan Zangfeng had already appeared in Yin Yang Valley and was unable to take care of Piaoxue Palace.
Qianyin Valley and the Ten Great Dynasties once seemed so powerful, but when faced with such a disaster, it was actually difficult to even protect themselves.
If Qin Xuance hadn't led two million troops to attack and kill the puppet army, three dynasties in the Eastern Spirit Realm would have been wiped out directly.
But even so, the people in Dongling Realm have already been devastated.
Countless people were displaced and fled in panic. Countless people were controlled by Blood Crow and turned into soulless puppets. They killed their wives and children like walking zombies.
On the roads, mountains, forests, cities and towns, blood and corpses can be seen everywhere.
Any place where the Blood Spirit Palace is infested is like locusts passing through, with no grass growing. Even if it rests for fifty years, it will be difficult to restore its former vitality and prosperity.
The entire Dongling Realm is in danger before millions of blood crows break through the seal. Once a million blood crows fly into Dongling, what kind of human tragedy will happen?
…
Click!
I don’t know when, a crack appeared in the pagoda in the forest of three thousand steles in Wuchan Temple.
In the pagoda, thousands of Buddha lights are lingering, illuminating the entire space like a golden ocean. In the center of the golden ocean, a young man in white clothes and white hair sits cross-legged, as calm as an ancient Buddha.
Suddenly, the young man's fingers trembled.
As the young man's fingers trembled, a breath swept out of his body. It was very weak but exuded an extremely domineering breath, making people fearful.
In the mysterious sea, the original conjoined Shura also merged into one and became the only existence.
In the roaring mysterious sea, the fused Shura seemed to be a little prettier, but he was still frighteningly ugly. Under Shura's ribs, there were four other arms, which began to appear slowly.
suddenly...
The young man suddenly opened his eyes and let out a roar like thunder, which immediately shattered the pagoda above his head and shot into the void like a long rainbow.
At this time, in front of the pagoda, there was a woman in white with her eyes closed and holding a sword, her breath rising steadily.
Little Fatty Bai's snores became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be showing signs of waking up.
In the sky, Lin Huang stretched his arms, and his whole body was filled with a sense of strength. Waves of manic aura spread out from his body like ocean waves, and he was as powerful as a dragon.
On Lin Huang's forehead, the lines representing realms jumped rapidly, climbing towards a higher realm.
There was a crackling sound all over, as if the dormant power was beginning to revive.
In the mysterious sea, Tian Shura roared, his murderous aura rolled wildly, and his eight arms stretched out...