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Chapter 1000

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How strong was a rank six army soul?

"It can increase a soldier's battle power by sixty percent and the entire army's battle power by thirty times …" Mo Feng sighed. "Xie Wudi, how long did you take to raise the Divine Halberd Guards to rank six?"

Xie Wudi roared in anger. He could not believe that three hundred heroic souls could resist his will!

Seeing that Xie Wudi did not reply, Mo Feng muttered to himself, "Fifty-four years, but Xie Tian only used six years.

The Xie Army belongs to me, Xie Wudi. No one can take it away from me! No one can! "

"A rank six army soul! It's even stronger than the fourth battalion's inheritance …"

"Damn that bronze coffin! It's clearly an ordinary item, so why is it so strange! "

"The Xie Army is the number one army in the Nine Prefectures …"

"Hahahaha!" Xie Wudi's roar finally ended. "Even so, the Xie Army will still be destroyed after losing its general. Then, it will be cleansed by the aura of the Evil Emperor and become my Xie Army!"

Mo Feng's muttering also ended at this moment. Xie Wudi was right.

This was also the reason why his father was smiling bitterly despite his excitement.

But as the instigator of all this, he had forgotten one thing.

In Xie Tian's sea of consciousness, there was a battle monument that he had been waiting for for thousands of years.

The appearance of the Xie Army's unique rank six army soul had caused a huge change to the Xuan Yuan Battle Monument!

This change allowed Xie Tian to no longer feel powerless!

"Burning the general's lifespan can temporarily increase the rank of the army soul …"

And this was just one of the changes to the Xuan Yuan Battle Monument!

As he moved forward, Xie Tian opened his blood-red eyes, which were unprecedentedly cold.

His cold eyes looked at the grave and softly uttered shocking words.

"Lifespan, burn!"

As soon as these three words were uttered, a strand of white hair appeared on Xie Tian's forehead.

Seeing this, Xie Wudi roared in anger, "Damn it! This is my lifespan … "

Before he finished speaking, the rank 6 general army soul phenomenon that was about to fade suddenly surged!

In the next instant, the iron-blooded army soul turned into a saber and slashed the Evil Heaven and Earth! Slash 90,000 Miles of Sorrow! Slash Xie Tian's Restraint!

Boom!

The black saber fell, and Xie Tian, who had been unable to escape the Ninety Thousand Miles of Sorrowful Path, suddenly disappeared!

Mo Feng's pupils constricted when he witnessed this scene!

"This, this is … rank seven army soul …"

A seventh-grade army soul! Just by relying on the general's army soul, the general and the army could teleport in both directions!

"Damn it!" Xie Wudi, who was stunned for a moment, roared in anger. "This can't be … Damn it! It was the Xuanyuan Battle Stele! Ahhhhh! "

Only now did Xie Wudi finally react. The Xuanyuan Battle Monument that he had previously ignored had such a heaven-defying effect!

However, he didn't dare to believe that the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet could rely on its commander burning his lifespan to upgrade his army soul by another level!

"This is definitely not the effect of the Xuanyuan Battle Monument. Otherwise, it would have been taken away by the people of the three thousand worlds long ago …"

Just as he was in disbelief, Mo Feng said something that caused Xie Wudi's hair to stand on end!

"In that case, the Evil Army has a general …"

Almost everyone on the Demonic Moon Continent could feel the appearance of a sixth-rank army soul.

At first, they were shocked, then they sneered and ridiculed.

"Ha, so what if it's a sixth-rank army soul?"

"The fourth battalion of the death camp also has a sixth-rank army soul!"

"So it's still the Evil Army that will be destroyed!"

"Because no matter how strong the Evil Army is, they don't have a general, hahahaha …"



The ridicule from Lu Xian shattered the shock brought by the sixth-rank army soul.

They even forgot the fear of Mo Shaoxing killing hundreds of Buddha soldiers. They couldn't wait to encircle the Evil Army!

"Kill!"

"I won't let go of the honor of staining my hands with the blood of a sixth-rank army soul!"



Facing three Lu Xian, Mo Shaoxing dared to kill, but facing half a hundred Lu Xian, he didn't dare.

So he knew that even if the fourth battalion didn't attack, the Evil Army would still be destroyed.

But he still had to attack.

"At least dying in the hands of the fourth battalion won't be a disgrace to you …"

Just as the half a hundred Lu Xian soldiers surrounded the Evil Army …

Just as Mo Shaoxing gave the order to attack …

Just as the crazy old man was about to turn around and burn everything in his way …

The one thousand Evil Army soldiers suddenly stopped!

"Haha, the Evil Army has nowhere to go. Are you ready to fight to the death!" The half a hundred Lu Xian laughed savagely!

"Fourth battalion, attack!" Mo Shaoxing finally gave the ruthless order!

"All of you, leave now!" Mad Old Man roared. "Don't let Little Tian Tian take revenge for me!"

"Live and die together …" Old Man's tears flowed down.

But to everyone's surprise, the Evil Army didn't turn around. Instead, they raised their bloody tears and looked at the sky …

This scene shocked everyone. They followed the Evil Army and raised their heads subconsciously. Then …

Everyone saw Xie Tian descending from the sky, emitting endless murderous intent. His bloody eyes made him look like a purgatory killing god!

"Xie … Xie Tian!" The half a hundred Lu Xian's soul almost left his body, and his Dao eyes cracked!

"Xie Tian!" Mo Shaoxing's Dao eyes shrank, and the four battalions stopped immediately!

"Little Tian Tian!" Mad Old Man's crazy eyes were filled with disbelief!

"Little brat, little brat …" Old Man's murmured sluggishly, and his murky old tears flowed down!

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Xie Jun shouted at the top of his lungs!

Xie Jun howled in grief and anger!

The anger born from betrayal!

The grievance born from fleeing crazily!

The pain of dying because of his comrades!

All of this turned into madness because of the appearance of Xie Tian!

Xie Jun had gone mad!

Two streams of bloody tears dripped down. Xie Tian's voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and it was so cold that it pierced through the world.

"In the end, I still chose this path …"

Just nine words, but it was like an eternal scarlet ice descending.

Suddenly, blood snow fell from the Demonic Moon Continent, and the blood snow turned into ice, freezing the land and freezing people's hearts.

No one knew what path Xie Tian was talking about …

But Old Man and Mad Old Man felt an unprecedented bone-chilling coldness surging through their bodies!

"This is a path that was stopped by a few mortals …"

Xie Tian landed on the blood ice, and he raised his emotionless and thoughtless bloody eyes.

"Now, I'm on my way again …"

Mo Shaoxing, who was stared at by the bloody eyes, retreated dozens of steps with a pale face. He pointed at Xie Tian and was about to say something horrified …

"Thank you for sending me on my way."

"Xie Tian, you …" The terrified Mo Shaoxing had just uttered these three words when he suddenly looked up at the sky.

The sky was blood red.

But it was not the blood red that Mad Old Man used to burn everything.

It was the blood red that Killing God Temple used to intimidate the Three Thousand Worlds.

The blood red transformed into 'kill'.

The moment the word 'kill' condensed, Xie Tian raised his right hand.

"Divine soul, burn!"

"Burn!" A thousand soldiers of Xie Jun, together with Zhao Xiang, burned their divine soul in madness! Burning his divine soul in madness!

"Burn!" The hair of a thousand and one people instantly turned white!

They burned their Second Qi and soared to the sky!

One thousand and one people burned their Second Qi and soared to the sky!

Heaven and earth twisted, and a red light that was a hundred thousand feet thick burst out from the heads of the one thousand and two people, transforming into a red dragon of killing!

The red dragon seemed to be real, and it roared, making the heavens cry and the earth howl!

"Puff!"

Seeing this red dragon, Mo Shaoxing's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and he shouted in horror, "Blood Escape of the Fourth Camp!"

Thump!

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