A sealed quasi-immortal soldier is the most powerful treasure in the entire ghost world fortress. Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even young people from the nine major forces cannot have it, unless they grow to the level of the head of the family. When Jiangdong moves, others can still hold on. There are many people who don’t want to live, and soon morale will rise again. Everyone looks at the quasi-immortal soldier and feels red eyes, which is the color of greed.

"Silly Kyushu people..." Tojo boy looked at the people of Jiangdong with contempt. Boy An Tsuna raised his hands high, roared and slashed towards everyone.

"Do you really think a sealed quasi-immortal soldier can destroy the world?" Jiang Dong yelled and directly slapped the saber with a brick.

when!!!

With the sound of metal collision, An Gang boy cut and blocked together, and the powerful energy spread out a group of monks in the Four Qi Realm. People are easily blinded by lust and lose their minds. Even if the quasi-immortal soldiers are sealed, they are still very terrifying, especially when used by Tojo boys in the middle stage of the Five Qi Realm. This is not a war that monks in the Four Qi Realm can participate in. But many monks in the Four Qi Realm want to take advantage of the waters to seize a peerless opportunity, but they end up dying one by one.

"Does there be friends and relatives in the middle and south roads? They are very likely to be threatened by these Japanese. We will defeat them a moment ago and let them escape from danger. For them, we must do our best!" Not far away, a general from the Huaju period was shouting loudly, and at the same time, a long spear stabbed directly at the boy Tojo: "He will give it to me, you will go to the battle, and this knife will be handed over to the treasury after the war."

Several geniuses quickly moved to other areas, and the battle was extremely fierce. After three hours, Kyushu almost wiped out the Japanese army with a huge advantage of three times the enemy. The opponent lost eight saints, and the two fled. The Kyushu saints lost five, and the two million troops turned into one.5 million. Until the end, he never saw Tojo Boy and the general again, and he didn't know whether it was death or life.

One million and a half million people floated in the dim sky, watching the bloody earth, the pungent smell of blood rushing through the whole world. A depression in the distance had turned into a pool of blood. Jiangdong stared at a distant mountain in the south that was beyond recognition, and suddenly was stunned. It was Hongshan! After a battle in the dark sky, the battlefield had actually shifted. Now it was approaching the border of Dongling Prefecture, a small river formed by blood flowed and extended to Hongshan.

The dark crowd was silent. After several days of fierce battle, they were exhausted. Looking at the blockbusters slowly appearing in the distance, everyone felt heavy. The Japanese were like cockroaches, and they felt like they could not kill them. It was the Japanese army who came to rescue. For some reason, they had taken more than eight hours to reach a distance of four hours.

"kill--"

The roar of one and a half million people is enough to shake the sky. Even though they are extremely tired, they still have to do their best. The process of war is often the exploitation of manpower and national strength. Whoever drys up completely first will be the failure.

When the two armies gradually approached, Jiuzhou was confused. Didn’t it say that the rescue troops had 500,000? Why were there only more than 200,000, and it was in scattered, and it seemed that the entire army had suffered a severe blow! When the other party saw that the densely packed people in front of him were full of Jiuzhou, he instantly understood that Qingzhou had been defeated. The three saints immediately shouted, and more than 200,000 people retreated at a rapid speed!

How could the 1.5 million Jiuzhou people let them escape? In the end, in just one hour, the more than 200,000 people were wiped out. However, when the army occupied Qingzhou, three military information came one after another. The 500,000 Youzhou troops had completely eliminated the Japanese troops in the territory, and the continent of Jiuzhou had recovered six of them. At the same time, Japan and South Korea formed another 6 million troops to rush towards Qingzhou. This was a holy land and Japan was unwilling to lose it.

In the south, Tianzhu attacked Zhongzhou and Xiliangzhou for a long time, and lost nearly two million. However, the population of Tianzhu was large. Within two days, four million were mobilized from the local area to form a five million army to attack Zhongzhou. At the same time, there was one million, heading towards Donglingzhou, hoping to take over the territory of Japan's empty military power.

"Can we win?"

"How can one thousand two million troops resist?"

"If it was a year ago, not to mention 12 million, even 52 million is not a problem."

"Yes, Jiuzhou was a huge population of 2 billion, but now it only has 200 million, but it is facing a population of nearly 2.1 billion in the three countries."

Just when the morale was low, and the army of more than one million people seemed a little lonely and weak. There were boundless figures in the sky in the northeast, carrying extremely terrifying pressure, like a storm of destruction swept across the world, and the sky collapsed and the earth fell wherever they passed. The powerful murderous aura made all things lose their voices, and even some plants with spiritual consciousness penetrated deep into the ground and hid.

Everyone was silent. Jiangdong and other powerful men stood at the front of the team. A mile ahead, the fifteen saints of Jiuzhou lined up in a row, like fifteen mountains blocking the pressure of the other party's six million people. What made everyone almost desperate was that there were forty saints on the other party! The battlefield was a place where there were no heroes, only strength, only killing. In the real battlefield, everyone was a grain of sand and dust. Except for the top and strong figures, no one could control the battlefield, and no one could control the outcome. This was not the first time the two armies fought against each other before the battle between the two armies.

Not to mention ordinary casual cultivators, even the young geniuses of the nine major forces were heartbroken. The result of this battle was destined, and it was very likely that it would be the last battle in their lives. Jiangdong also felt very depressed. The war was destined to die, but when it was his turn to die, he still felt very unwilling. Such a huge gap in military power was the only result.

"That man is not dead!?"

"He killed our general?"

"Boy An Gang is still on him!"

There was a riot around Jiangdong, and they still underestimated the power of the sword. At this moment, the boy Tojo threw the sword at a saint. Soon, under the gaze of 1.5 million people in Kyushu, the ten saints joined forces to perform the top Taoist magic to unseal the seal of the sword! In an instant, a wave of prehistoric aura flowed out of the sword, trembling violently, and everything in the world trembled. This was a kind of world-destroying pressure, which was extremely powerful, and even more powerful than the quasi-immortal soldiers of the nine major forces!

"Master Ibaraki!"

"Boy An Gang is so mighty!"

"Master Shuitun Boy!"

The saint, known as Lord Ibaraki, is the first general under Shuitun Boy, named Ibaraki. Ibaraki stretched out his hands to take the sword, and his eyes were staring at the 1.5 million Kyushu army like a poisonous wolf: "One of the five major treasure swords of Japan, An Gang Boy Cut, today I will open the seal for the first time. I will use your blood to sacrifice the master of the sword, Lord Shuitun Boy!" After that, the five saints exerted their strength at the same time and used the sword. A powerful force rushed towards the Kyushu monk like a giant beast all over the mountains.

"Qingzhou King Jing!" The two saints of Zhongnanshan roared in unison and jointly launched the quasi-holy weapon of Zhongnanshan - Qingzhou King Jing.

when!!!

With a loud bang, two quasi-immortal soldiers collided violently. The Qingzhou Wang Jing was instantly pulled away, but it completely stopped the evil aura emitted by the saber. Soon three great saints joined in and jointly controlled the Qingzhou Wang Jing, and golden lights shot towards the saber. The terrifying aura was enough to open up the world.

Boom! An Gang Boy Chop exploded from a slight moan, as if a powerful evil ghost was awakening, and the long sword soared into the sky and slashed directly at Wang Jing. The golden light shone in the sabre, making a roar, but it could not stop the momentum like the arrival of the Heavenly Emperor. Finally, the sword slashed on Wang Jing. Wang Jing made a heartbreaking sound of metal rupture, and then flew into the depths of the mountain. The five great saints exclaimed and recalled Wang Jing at a very fast speed. It was nothing serious. It only produced a crack, but it could cause a crack in a quasi-fairyland. An Gang Boy Chop was astonishing!

"Kill--" An Gang Boy Chi-che again slashed at more than one million people in Jiuzhou, and six million people rushed forward in the rear. The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. A few hours ago, Jiuzhou surrounded and suppressed a few Japanese troops like hungry wolves. In just a few hours, the plot was anti-war, and Jiuzhou was at an absolute disadvantage.

Click—

A thunder suddenly sounded in the western sky, and the shouts of more than 7 million people were instantly submerged. Then a white light flew over at a rapid speed, and a sound was pulled on the saber! An Gang Boy Cut, known as the five major Japanese swords, was pulled by the white light, and it rotated 180 degrees in the sky and retreated for several kilometers.

The white light followed strongly, fighting with the treasure sword, fighting fiercely in a radius of hundreds of kilometers. Wherever we went, the world changed drastically, and the continuous mountains turned into basins in the blink of an eye. Until a quarter of an hour later, the two were not sure of winning or losing. The treasure sword was taken back by Ibarki Boy, and the white light hovered in the side of Kyushu. Until the light dim, everyone could see clearly what weapon it was. They were stunned for a moment, and Jiangdong felt even more shocked. It was the soul banner! The soul banner in the sea of ​​thunder!

"Thunder Demon! It's Thunder Demon's soul banner!"

"The Thunder Demon is really alive?"

Even the saints exclaimed, the nine earth demons were extremely powerful, and the thunder demon was one of the nine demons. It had disappeared for a long time. Unexpectedly, his weapons actually awakened! The powerful help that appeared at this time naturally made the monks in Jiuzhou excited!

"kill--"

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouts of killing from behind the people of Jiuzhou. Everyone was shocked. Could it be that the enemy had snatched the way out? When they looked back, they shouted excitedly. It was the reinforcements from Jiuzhou, with a mighty mass, with four million people! In this battle, the man made up his mind to mobilize almost all the combat power that could be mobilized. The battle a year ago did cause Jiuzhou to lose 90% of its population, but most of the lost were civilians. Among the 200 million people left behind, 70% were monks, and it was also a very terrifying force to mobilize them.
Chapter completed!