The scene of tens of millions of divine armies is the same as the scene when the three armies of Xin, Beast God, and Ximen Hao faced off.
They were so densely packed that you couldn't see them at a glance, all suspended in the air, forming a huge dark cloud.
The tens of millions of troops of the Lingshen Kingdom are floating in the sky, and at the end is a huge flying palace. In the palace sits His Majesty the Emperor of the Lingshen Kingdom: Lingshen.
The spirit god was leaning on a huge chair, and a beautiful woman was leaning against him.
Since the spirit slave's divine body was destroyed by Ximen Hao last time, it took him a year to rebuild his physical body with the help of four times the time array.
At this time, he was still habitually standing on the lower right side of the Spirit God, and his strength was still half that of a God Emperor. It was the Spirit God who used some treasures to prevent him from lowering his cultivation level.
In the hall of the main hall, there were hundreds of generals and several officials in civilian clothes.
These civilian officials were kneeling in the center of the hall, their foreheads touching the ground, their bodies still trembling slightly.
"What? It's been a whole day and you still haven't found the phantom formation's eye?"
Lingshen seemed to have a bohemian style, and even did not forget to get stuck on the two beauties, but the gloomy face and the murderous intent in his words already represented his mood.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Ji Wubing's illusory formation is too... too powerful, and there are deserts everywhere, and there is no reference, so..."
"Bang!"
The formation mage who hadn't finished speaking was slapped by a palm condensed with divine power, and his body instantly exploded and turned into blood mist.
Everyone present was excited at the same time, but no one dared to speak.
"Hmph! I don't want to hear your explanation! I just want to know how long it will take to break the illusory formation!"
The spirit god looked coldly at the five formation mages below. The divine power on his body was so violent that even the beautiful woman in his arms hid aside.
"Five days... ah no! Three days! Your Majesty, please give us three days! We will break through the illusion formation in three days!"
An array master kowtowed repeatedly to make sure.
"Okay, I will give you three more days. If you still can't break through the illusory formation in three days, you can kill yourself collectively!"
"Yes! Three days is enough!"
"Then go quickly!"
"Yes, yes! Let's go right here, little one."
The formation mage was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He quickly touched several other formation mages and exited the hall.
After the formation master left, the spirit god resumed his laziness and half-lying on the chair, spread his hands, and the two beauties continued to lean in his arms.
"Generals, after these days of large and small battles, I am very disappointed with the army you led! Although we are going to war with Haotian Kingdom this time, it is also an opportunity for me to review our army. Unfortunately, I am very disappointed.
Every time we fight, we injure the enemy a hundred times and injure ourselves a thousand, who can give me a reason?"
"..."
The marshals and generals in the hall all fell silent. What did they say?
Are you saying that the lowest person in the Haotian Army is also a true god? Or is it that there are a group of orcs in the Haotian Army who wear rings around their necks and are not afraid of death in battle?
But having said that, it can only explain one thing: although the army of the Spirit God Kingdom has many people, its overall quality is far behind that of the Haotian Army.
"You won't tell me, right? Okay! Then I'll tell you."
The spirit god pushed the two beauties out with both hands, and the two beauties retreated with great discernment.
"Everyone, do you still remember when our Spirit God Kingdom was founded? It was to fight with the small and the large, with the weak fighting the strong, and the enemy was defeated and abandoned!"
"However, it has been 376 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China! And during these more than 300 years, our army has hardly participated in any wars!"
"It's been more than three hundred years! Our soldiers, including you, have lost the fighting consciousness and courage to fight the enemy bravely!"
"So, during these three days when the formation master breaks the formation, I hope you can bring your respective troops back to what they were more than three hundred years ago. Are you confident?"
As the spirit god said, the person had arrived at the center of the hall and was walking among the crowd.
"have!"
All the generals responded in unison, but it was difficult to lead a group of soldiers who had never participated in battles like us into a tiger and wolf division in just three days.
Especially since the Haotian Army has been fighting non-stop for these years, the murderous aura in each of them is enough to make people frightened.
"Is there any? I hope..."
The spirit god suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky above the palace. His heart moved. The top of the flying palace actually opened, revealing the colorful sky.
"Everyone, do you know that the Beast God was instantly killed by Ximen Hao with one finger?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was excited.
Especially Ling Nu, his face was full of disbelief.
He was almost killed by Ximen Hao a few years ago, but he was only half a god emperor.
However, the Beast God was a strong man who had broken through the God Emperor for a long time. He was instantly killed by one finger, which made him feel deep fear.
"So, don't say you don't have confidence, even I don't have confidence...but!"
When the spirit god said this, his aura suddenly became stronger.
"But! I'm not afraid! The stronger he is, the more willing I am to fight! Therefore, I hope you can be like me, and become stronger when encountering a strong one! Isn't his Haotian Army powerful? Then we will be more powerful than them.
! Let the people of the Haotian Kingdom see how strong our soldiers from the Spirit Kingdom are!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Hundreds of military attaches raised their hands and shouted at the same time, and their morale was instantly boosted.
"Okay, everyone, go and tell your soldiers that they are the strongest!"
The Spirit God waved his hand, and the palace door burst open.
"Swish swish..."
The generals in the hall flew out one by one, and in the blink of an eye, only Lingnu, the most loyal slave, remained.
"boom!"
The door slammed shut after the last person left, and the Spirit God's expression became more serious than ever.
"Lingnu, where is Ximen Hao?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, according to the spies' report, we can reach here in three days."
"Three days? It takes three people to break the formation. This Ji Wubing is so clever! Is there any chance to kill him?"
During this period of time, Spirit God had been suffocated by Ji Wubing. His tens of millions of troops had been entrusted until now, all because of Ji Wubing!
Lingnu shook his head:
"Your Majesty, it's difficult. Not only is that guy protected by many powerful men, he also has various formations arranged in his camp. Ye Xuan's people can't get in at all."
Spirit God frowned tightly, touched his chin and said quietly:
"Ximen Hao's strength is abnormal, and Ji Wubing's intelligence is abnormal. If these two people come together, I'm afraid this battle will be difficult..."
Although he appeared mighty and domineering in front of the generals, he was actually very afraid of Ximen Hao in his heart.
Especially after getting Ximen Hao's finger to kill the beast god, he became even more afraid.
"Your Majesty, if it doesn't work out, shall we withdraw?"
The spirit slave is even more afraid of Ximen Hao. If the spirit god hadn't appeared last time, he would have been crippled by that perverted guy!