? Chapter 1158: Death
Amidst millions of soldiers, they took the head of a general.
Forty-nine ghostly thunderbolts from hell struck out. One could well imagine the result. There was no suspense at all. This was a naked, naked, killing game. -
The warriors of the Divine Fire Race were drenched in blood. Their armor shattered, their limbs separated, their corpses broken, or they were cut in half. Miserable howls filled the air. Their voices were filled with despair, anger, unwillingness, and madness …
"Ghosts … These are ghosts from Hell. They're too scary!"
"Hurry up and run. If we don't run now, it'll be too late. They are gods from Hell. We are no match for them. Fighting them will only lead us to our deaths …"
Countless warriors of the Fire God Race woke up from their extreme panic. At this moment, their will to fight had completely collapsed. The arrogance, disdain, and arrogance they had when they trampled on the Human Race had completely disappeared. At this moment, they were like a group of chickens and dogs, unable to withstand a single blow.
They racked their brains, wanting to escape. But sadly, with the methods of the 49 Ghost Immortals, there was no way for them to escape. They could only become prey, hunted and devoured. It was an extremely long process, and many of them had already lost the will to resist. They were willing to die. Some of the crazier ones even self-destructed. But to the 49 Ghost Immortals, it was meaningless.
"Haha, the blood of this alien race is really nourishing. Tsk tsk, their origin is strong. They're much more delicious than humans!"
"That's right … Let's take advantage of this time to kill more. After sleeping for so many years, we need to properly nourish ourselves!"
The ghostly gods were wreaking havoc. Their wild laughter spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. Even the hidden mysterious existences in Snowfrost City couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle. They were almost completely on guard, fearing that these forty-nine terrifying existences would attack in an instant. This was a very terrifying thing. At this moment, they didn't think that these ghostly gods would fight for them.
They came from the legendary plane, a place where people would go after they died. Hell, there were mountains of blades and seas of fire, the six paths of reincarnation, the Ten Kings of Hell, and the eighteen levels of hell. Each level was extremely terrifying.
As for those ghosts and immortals that lived in Hell, their strength was extremely terrifying and their origin energy was extremely powerful. They could survive for countless years and even a half-step Quasi-Emperor was extremely terrifying. They didn't dare to underestimate them. If these ghosts and immortals weren't here to help the Frigid Sky Immortal Manor, the next instant would be the Frigid Sky Immortal Manor's turn.
When Luo Zixi saw this scene, she did not continue to watch. She turned around and left without looking back. She was going to face her tribulation, and she would only be able to become stronger.
"Could it be that this is the 'Might Court'?" Upon seeing such a destructive force, those terrifying existences from the Frigid Sky Immortal Manor all frowned. If they were to deal with them, what would the consequences be? He didn't even dare to imagine. The answer was the same, it would also be destructive.
He thought of all sorts of methods to break this' Yin Yang Ghostly Force ', yet he couldn't find a single flaw in it. In the end, he chose to give up.
"This person's attainments in 'Might' are simply too profound. I'm ashamed of my inferiority!"
'Might' was a technique that was incomparably flourishing in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms. And now, in the recent ancient times, it exploded. 'Might' has been dormant for countless years, and finally, today, it manifested the power of 'Might', shocking everyone present.
Whether it was the cultivation of Dou Qi or the cultivation of Power Techniques, each had its own advantages.
'Might' required meticulous planning in order to unleash its full potential. Before that, experts who cultivated Battle Qi would be able to easily kill it. But once it was successfully laid out, the consequences would be unimaginable. A single person could easily kill an entire army of thousands of men and horses. But if they met someone who was proficient in 'Might', they would be able to break through it. Everything was interconnected.
In truth, there was no method that was superior to everything else. Each had its own advantages. It all depended on the intelligence of the person using it. Many people only saw the surface appearance of the technique.
For example, in Snowfrost City, many people only saw the power of Xuanyuan's Yin-Yang Ghost Force, but they didn't know how much effort Xuanyuan had put into completing all of this, and how much risk he had taken. Once discovered, he would die without a burial place. It was impossible for anyone else to accomplish this, because not everyone could have 49 incarnations like Xuanyuan.
In Snowfrost City, the disciples of the Frigid Sky Immortal Manor all had looks of horror on their faces. Their bodies trembled as they stared at the scene before them.
Even though they were separated by thousands of li, the aura they sensed still caused them to be filled with fear. There was no need to even mention the warriors of the Divine Flame Race.
In their opinion, the Divine Flame Race would most likely be completely annihilated.
"So this is Hell." This was the thought that rose up in the hearts of countless people. In the past, they had only heard some fragmented legends. But now, they could actually feel the aura of Hell. This made them feel somewhat incredulous. Hell really did exist.
This slaughter continued from day to night. This was the nightmare of the Godfire Race's army, and also the nightmare of the Coldsky Immortal Manor. One was in a dream while the other was in a dream. But even so, this was still extremely horrifying to the extreme.
The night sky was clear, filled with twinkling stars. A crescent moon shone down on the earth.
Looking down from above, the area in front of Snowfrost City seemed to have turned into a sea of blood. Red and white contrasted with each other, appearing particularly dazzling.
The dark red mist rolled and boiled like a raging sea, rolling up raging waves.
Killing intent surged. The descent of night added a mysterious aura to this world, causing one's heart to involuntarily tremble and want to leave.
In the depths of this sea of blood, there was the sound of something being swallowed. From time to time, there was also the sound of bones being crushed.
"Hmm, the bones of this foreign race are quite hard, but very nourishing … Crunch, crunch, crunch!"
In the distance, Xuanyuan looked at these ghostly existences that had either reached the peak of half-step Quasi-emperor or had already stepped into the Quasi-emperor realm. He couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Beside him, the Fire Phoenix had seen too many tragic scenes. Her expression was already numb. She just quietly watched everything that was happening in front of her, her face pale and she didn't say a word.
"Putting yourself in their shoes is the heart of Buddha." Xuanyuan sighed, then said to the mysterious mirror in his hand, "Well, ghostly seniors, now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time for us to get to work!"
"Speak, boy, what do you want us to do for you? Kill these five million elites? That's a bit difficult. They have destructive Dao weapons in their hands. They're quite ruthless." Among them, a ghostly immortal with a hundred feet laughed strangely. Although that was what he said, he was not afraid at all.
"That won't be necessary. Help me kill some important people, chop off their heads and bring them to me. You must do it quickly, just be careful," Xuanyuan said in a gentle voice.
"Hmm, that's easy. Take the head of the general in the midst of a million soldiers. This is a saying that you humans often say. It seems that you also want to play this game." These ghostly immortals from hell probably had a lot of contact with the Human Race. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been summoned here by Xuanyuan. "That's easy.
Very well, don't die in there. It's quite a shameful thing. Remember, these are the heads I want, not a single one less. This war is just the beginning. If you want me to summon you again, then complete your mission. Let my people deal with the heads that are chopped off. There will be more benefits waiting for you in the future. " Xuanyuan laughed. Through the mysterious mirror, his voice was transmitted into their hearts. At the same time, the auras and appearances of some of the outstanding generals that Xuanyuan had observed these days were imprinted in their memories.
"Hehe, leave such a simple task to us. Boy, just watch." The forty-nine ghostly immortals exchanged glances and nodded their heads. Following that, countless inscriptions appeared on their respective stone coffins. Blood-colored killing intent soared into the sky. It was a scene of devastation, as if countless crimson flames were burning fiercely.
At this moment, even Xuanyuan, who was ten thousand kilometers away, couldn't help but frown. He could deeply feel that the combined power of the forty-nine ancient coffins was no less than a semi-supreme Dao weapon.
He ordered his forty-nine clones to retreat far away. Fortunately, these ghostly immortals knew that this was the location of the formation eye that summoned them, so they used their own methods to protect themselves. Otherwise, even a peerless celestial immortal's body would be torn to shreds.
There were many ancient inscriptions flowing on these ancient coffins. Under the will of the ghostly immortals, they exploded in an instant. Every ancient coffin released a boundless mighty force that struck the great restrictive formation that the five-million-strong army of the Divine Fire Race had set up. Forty-nine rays of light tore through everything, symbolizing destruction.
There were six Quasi-emperors, eighteen half-step Quasi-emperors, and one hundred and eight experts at the peak of the Sage level of the Divine Fire Race.
Such a lineup was disastrous.
However, these forty-nine ghostly immortals didn't take them seriously at all. Almost at the same time that their stone coffins attacked and broke the restrictive formation that the five-million-strong army of the Divine Fire Race had set up, the forty-nine ghostly immortals turned into a beam of blood-colored red light and exerted their strength together, directly shattering the restrictive formation that the elite army had set up.
Among the Divine Fire Race, the six Quasi-emperors shouted in unison, "Defend!"
As soon as their voices fell, six terrifying Dao weapons were activated. These were made by the Divine Fire Race in imitation of a supreme Dao weapon and could destroy everything. Incomparably scorching flames swept across the Nine Heavens.
Among the ghostly immortals, three Quasi-emperors and half-step Quasi-emperors were torn to pieces on the spot. Only roars could be heard, shaking the royal soldiers within a radius of ten thousand kilometers and causing them to vomit blood.
"You're courting death. Break!"
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