Kill! Kill! Kill!
The cultivators of the Sacred Legion roared.
Their auras condensed together, forming one Essence Qi Dragon after another above them.
The Sacred Legion truly lived up to its name as an elite legion. They were able to adjust their emotions in an extremely short amount of time.
Moreover, their auras had reached their peak.
The current cultivators of the Sacred Legion were absolutely terrifying.
Actually, Yan Kuan was right about one thing.
If a major battle really broke out, the Sacred Legion would have a huge advantage.
This was because when cultivators fought, they paid great attention to teamwork.
The cultivators of the Sacred Legion had great teamwork. This was their first advantage.
In addition, the Sacred Legion had three to four times the number of cultivators supporting Lin Feng.
This was the second advantage of the Sacred Legion.
With two advantages, the Sacred Legion's battle prowess was naturally terrifying.
On the other hand, the cultivators supporting Lin Feng …
Hatred had ignited their blood.
Thus, they were now charging at the Sacred Legion.
They could be described as fearless.
However, they were going to face a well-trained army of cultivators.
The enemy's attacks were bound to be interlinked and incomparably terrifying.
When the time came …
The cultivators supporting Lin Feng would definitely be routed.
Once they were routed, they would be wantonly massacred by the cultivators of the Sacred Legion. Who knew how many people would die?
Lin Feng was very clear on this point.
Thus, when the cultivators supporting him charged at the Sacred Legion, Lin Feng began to walk through the void.
"The war drums from the Absolute Beginning are about to sound. The glory of the gods will illuminate the starry sky of the Absolute Beginning Era. The great gods, even though you have passed away, we, as your descendants, have never forgotten you …"
"Your blood has dyed the heavens red. Your wills have merged with heaven and earth. You are unyielding experts. You have fought for this epoch. Even if you die nine times, you will have no regrets …"
"Countless years later, we, the descendants, have chased after the glory of the gods. We have crossed the river of time and fought alongside the gods. Mighty gods, we are willing to dye this world red with our blood. For the sake of the living beings of this world, for the sake of the peace of this epoch, we are willing to sacrifice our lives …"
"Mighty gods, please revive your indestructible will. We will fight side by side, fighting against heaven and earth. We are fearless. We will definitely win this war …"
Lin Feng's voice was impassioned and surging, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.
Lin Feng's voice entered everyone's ears.
Sinner's blood descendant.
Sinner's blood in-laws.
As well as the chivalrous warriors who supported Lin Feng, they heard Lin Feng's voice.
Their blood vessels surged.
This was the legendary Battle Song of the Gods.
The Battle Hymn of the Gods was a battle hymn created by the gods during the era of the Titled Gods.
When there was a large-scale battle, the Battle Song of the Gods could be used to boost the fighting power and boost the morale of the troops.
As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, a loud rumbling sound could be heard.
Then, above the nine heavens, a huge river appeared.
The river surged endlessly.
It seemed to have crossed the past, the present, and the future.
The river seemed to be the legendary River of Time.
"Who's calling us?"
Suddenly, a deep voice came from the river.
"Heavens, what's that?"
Many cultivators who were watching the battle pointed at the bottom of the river.
One figure after another appeared at the bottom of the river.
There seemed to be many cultivators sleeping at the bottom of the river.
Now, the sleeping existence at the bottom of the river had sensed Lin Feng's call.
"It's the primordial spirits of the gods that have yet to be destroyed …" A cultivator said loudly.
"Mighty gods, we have inherited your will! Please fight side by side with us! We will carry your hopes! We will protect this epoch! "
Lin Feng shouted.
"Everyone, our primordial spirits can no longer resist the erosion of time. Before they dissipate, let's fight one more time!"
That voice sounded.
"Alright, let's fight one more time!"
Voices rang out one after another.
Then.
One figure after another stood up from the bottom of the river.
Densely packed figures.
They crossed the distance of time and space and looked down.
At that moment, countless people felt tears welling up in their eyes.
The gods! They really were the primordial spirits of the gods that had yet to dissipate after they died!
Their primordial spirits were sleeping at the bottom of the River of Time. And now, the primordial spirits of the gods! They were awakening one after another!
Perhaps.
Our ancestors.
Were among them.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The next moment.
The primordial spirits of the gods in the River of Time turned into beams of light and flew down.
The beams of light merged into the bodies of the cultivators one after another.
"Ah …"
After being possessed by the primordial spirits of the gods, many cultivators couldn't help but let out earth-shaking roars.
They felt, at that moment, at that moment!
Their bloodlines! Their bodies!
They had completely merged with the primordial spirits of the gods.
The power of the gods!
The fighting spirit of the gods!
They had also perfectly merged with their own bodies. This was an extremely strange feeling.
However.
Everyone could feel their battle strength increasing crazily.
"Are you willing to fight side by side with me?"
A voice rang out in everyone's mind.
That was the primordial spirits of the gods that had possessed their bodies. They were asking them.
"I'm willing!"
Every cultivator shouted loudly.
"Then let's fight side by side! Bloody battle in the sky! "
The primordial spirits of the gods said.
The cultivators shouted loudly, "Even if we die nine times, we have no regrets!"
"Kill …"
The densely packed cultivators charged towards the cultivators of the Sacred Legion.
Everyone's willpower fused with the willpower of the gods.
Everyone's essence, energy, and spirit rose to the peak.
The essence qi dragon formed above the cultivators of the Sacred Legion was instantly destroyed.
The cultivators of the Sacred Legion saw the cultivators charging towards them without fear of death.
Panic appeared on their faces again.
"Steady, steady, we can win, we can win …"
Yan Kuan roared loudly.
The next moment.
A great battle broke out.
The cultivators of the Sacred Legion attacked the cultivators charging towards them. However, the cultivators charging towards them had received the support of the primordial spirits of the gods, and their battle strength had increased crazily. When the cultivators of the Sacred Legion attacked, they were all blocked by the cultivators charging towards them. Then, twenty to thirty thousand cultivators charged towards the hundred thousand cultivators of the Sacred Legion.
After the formation of the Sacred Legion was broken, they were simply no match for the cultivators who had received the support of the primordial spirits of the gods.
A large number of cultivators of the Sacred Legion were killed, and their corpses fell from the sky towards the ground.
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