"Senior?" Everyone in the hall was surprised by this title, but at this moment, all the holy realms were moved, and some people stood up directly to watch outside the tent. They strongly felt an oppression, a threat, and a strong blood energy.
It penetrated the tent and penetrated directly into the inside.
The outside of the camp was completely silent, without any sound.
"Attention, be on guard." Everyone was alert, wary of anything unusual happening outside.
Phew! The camp tent was suddenly opened, and a majestic figure three meters high appeared outside the tent door. It was as majestic as a mountain and magnificent. The cold and thick blood energy followed closely and rushed towards everyone.
Under the holy realm, the collective heart trembled, some had difficulty breathing, some turned pale, and some looked frightened.
The powerful men in the Holy Realm were also secretly frightened, secretly saying that there was such a strong aura.
"Who are you?!" Zhao Lengsu responded with a cold eyebrow.
"Ferruk!" The three-meter-tall man raised the corners of his mouth coldly, looking around at the generals and saints in the camp with bloody eyes, and licked his lips greedily: "There are quite a few saints here."
"You...what do you want to do?!" Everyone felt their hearts trembling, as if they had suddenly encountered some kind of bloodthirsty beast. This man looked at them with greed and hunger in his eyes.
"I'm here to help you deal with the garbage." Feruk walked in directly, looked at them indifferently, walked to the front of the Chinese army's tent, squeezed Zhao Lengsu away, threw off his robe and sat down.
"How bold! Is that where you sit too?" the top military officials shouted collectively.
"Shut up!" Zhao Lengsu stopped everyone's fierce reaction and stared at him with a frown: "May I ask where this friend comes from and why he wants to help us?"
"First of all, whoever dares to check my identity will be eaten by me! The mysterious force that appeared in Xingluo Ancient Kingdom is my enemy, and I am here to kill him. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, you don't often say this
? I will find a suitable time to go out to fight, and you will do your best to cooperate with me."
"Why should we trust you?" The saint of the Demon Suppression Temple looked ugly, and he couldn't even see through the strength of this monster. Is it a monster? It's definitely not a human being!
"Believe it or not, it's up to you. I go out to fight and you help me, it's that simple. Oh, by the way, the arrogant boy over there in Xingluo Ancient Kingdom is named Tang Mingyan!" A cold glint suddenly appeared in Feruk's eyes, which made many people feel sad.
Shivering.
Tang Yan? Everyone recited it silently. At first, they felt nothing. Even the senior officials of the Holy Spirit Temple did not react immediately. They just felt a vague sense of familiarity. They exchanged glances and frowned in thought.
"With all due respect, may I ask about my friend's realm?" The Demon Suppressing Temple was very curious.
"Where does all this nonsense come from?" Feruk snorted heavily, and the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became depressing.
"Huh." The saints of the Demon-Suppressing Temple took a deep breath. They actually felt a sense of suffocating oppression. How strong is this person? They are both in the holy realm, and he can give them such oppression. Even King Dingxi did not bring it.
Have experienced this kind of feeling.
"Send someone to inform the Emperor Daqian that I want to talk to him. The sooner the better."
"If you don't mention your identity, how can I report it on your behalf?" Zhao Lengsu faced the cold shoulder.
Feruk narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhao Lengsu for a long time, causing the marshal who commanded thousands of armies to breathe in confusion, and his usual power was rapidly disintegrating.
What kind of monster is he? Zhao Lengsu finally began to feel fear in his heart.
"Tell him something, the time for the Daqian Dynasty to be destroyed will soon come. If you don't want to be a prisoner, and if you don't want the dynasty to perish, come here and see him. I will never make him regret it. My meaning is more than the Holy Spirit Temple... Much stronger..." Feruk's gloomy eyes turned to the camp of the Holy Spirit Temple, and an evil light burst out from the corner of his eyes, with murderous intent.
"You are not a creature of this world." Fallen Heaven, the deputy master of the Holy Spirit Palace, frowned coldly. He came from the Forgotten War Realm and knew the situation there. He actually felt the aura of the Blood Demon Clan from this monster.
"What do you think?" Feruk smiled ferociously.
"Tang Yan? I remember, isn't that... the inheritor of Skyfire, the young master from Jiulongling?" Someone in the Holy Spirit Temple finally woke up and exclaimed.
In recent years, they have been busy with the management of Qitian Continent, and their contact with the Forgotten War Realm has become less and less. Especially in the past two years, they have been directly cut off. However, in the few contacts they had in the past few years, the Eldar people there have Tang Yan was mentioned every time, but it was never pointed out that Tang Yan was strong enough to capture King Dingxi alive.
Feruk directly ordered: "I see that you have accumulated a lot of corpses in the rear. There is no need to burn them or transport them back to the country. Give them all to me, and then collect as many fresh corpses as you want from the battlefield."
The scale of the next battlefield was obviously increased. The Daqian Dynasty sent out all its troops and strengthened its offensive, forcing the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom to fully participate in the war. The attention of this imperial battlefield was greatly increased.
The Daqian Dynasty has a group of special teams. They intersperse in various areas of the battlefield and frantically collect dead warriors. Whether they are their own or those of the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom, as long as they are dead or even seriously injured, all Drag it away and take it away.
This situation quickly attracted the attention of the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom, because the troops invested by both sides were close to the 20 million mark, and the offensive was relatively fierce. There were no casualties at all times. At the end of the day, the number of casualties on both sides would often reach 100,000. , the number that was forcibly collected and taken away by the Daqian Dynasty was 70,000 to 80,000.
What on earth was the Daqian Dynasty doing? The Marquis of Beijiang was very strange. All along, after the war every day, both sides would send teams to clean up the corpses on the battlefield in tacit agreement, transport them back to their respective camps and dispose of them themselves.
This is an unwritten rule of war, and it is also to avoid the occurrence of epidemics.
Situations like this in the Daqian Dynasty almost never happened.
After this situation lasted for three days, Tang Yan was awakened by Kupo's troops.
"He's here?" Tang Yan recovered from his meditation. The black holes surging in his right eye were slowly and orderly recovered, and all of them converged into his right eye.
It has been twenty days since I took down the Emperor's Eye, and the results have been remarkable. Once again, thanks to the contribution of the Blood Soul Tree, it has adapted to the new environment in the shortest possible time.
"There are more than 500,000 corpses hoarded behind the military camp of the Daqian Dynasty. All of them have been turned into mummies in the past few days. For three consecutive days, the Daqian Dynasty has collected more than 100,000 corpses from the front line, and now they have all turned into mummies. We I felt a strong blood energy fluctuation within the Daqian Dynasty. Preliminary inference is that he is here."
Tang Yan stood up and said, "We have joined forces with the Daqian Dynasty, as expected."
"Since he came to Qitian Continent, he has absorbed a sufficient amount of blood. Lord Hades, please think twice."
"What he needs is the most pure and powerful blood, the blood of semi-saints and saints, not the blood of ordinary people. Even if he absorbs millions, it will not be able to make up for his lack of strength. The most he can do in battle is I will have more strength when the time comes. If I continue to execute the original plan, since I dare to invite him over, I am sure that he will fall here."
"There is currently no trace of the inner demon witch."
"She is already here, hiding in an unknown corner, waiting for the show to be staged." Tang Yan clenched his fists, leaving a clear sound of bone friction, and left the confinement tent.
The frontline battlefield is undergoing a fierce attack. The shouts of killing are shaking the sky, and the thunder of war drums is like the ocean capsizing under the violent storm. The scene is shocking. The brutal killing energy rushes straight into the sky, causing the dark clouds to surge and the wind to roar.
In the sky above the battlefield, there are fierce battles between our and enemy generals, as well as fierce battles to control the battlefield in the holy realm.
Tang Yan strode forward, stood in the air, pointed at the military camp at the rear of the Daqian Dynasty, and made a sound like thunder, shaking the imperial battlefield: "Ferruk, I'm waiting for you to fight!"
Buzz! The door of hell suddenly opened behind it, and the hell ghost tribe that was still gathering momentum once again came out of hell, like a dark river tide, flooding the battlefield, dominated by the two largest ghost masters, the Golden Giant Spirit and the Thousand-faced Ghost Vine. The waves flooded the central war zone, and Ren Tianzong, Rakshasa, Jin Lao, Yueying, and even Minglong rushed directly towards the Holy Realm battlefield.
A vigorous massacre was staged again, shocking the battlefield of the Daqian Dynasty. The central theater was in chaos. Troops from Southern Xinjiang, Eastern Xinjiang, and Northern Xinjiang had never witnessed such a situation with their own eyes, and they believed what they heard. Seeing is believing, they...are really afraid.
The arrival of the Hell Ghost Clan even more awakened the boring observation troops from various countries in the distance. They all cheered up and soared into the sky one after another, watching the battlefield from a distance.
The generals or royal families of other empires who were already preparing to leave finally got their spirits up.
"What's wrong with Tang Yan?" All the Yaochi saints in the Xingluo military camp woke up and rushed out of the retreat camp. They were surprised by Tang Yan's sudden display of power. Why was there no sign or plan?
"Fight! Today's battle will destroy the front line of the Western Xinjiang of the Daqian Dynasty." Tang Yan stepped forward in one step, marched a thousand meters, kept advancing, crossed the front line, and came directly to the rear of the military camp of the Daqian Dynasty.
The battlefield he chose is right here!
Not only did he want to face Feruk, but he also wanted to use the power of the battlefield to defeat the army of the Daqian Dynasty.