Rank seven military soul was a taboo word.
Because it was the dividing line between a medium and a high rank military soul.
Below the dividing line was mortals, and above it was immortals.
The Nine Provinces, the place that even the Shen family of the Void Nether Domain coveted, the place that Li Yazi guarded for four thousand years, and the place that moved Chu Tiankuo, had only one rank seven military soul.
This rank seven military soul represented the third battalion of the death camp.
The first battalion had long disappeared, and the second battalion was destroyed after the battle of Immortal Execution. The third battalion was the number one army of the Nine Provinces.
And now, there was one more battalion.
This rank 7 army caused Xie Wudi to be indescribably shocked.
Because he had used a total of eighty years to raise the Divine Halberd Guards' military soul to rank seven with his charisma.
"This is impossible, this is impossible …"
"A rank seven military soul can't appear so easily!"
"Even the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet can't be so heaven-defying! Impossible! "
…
Xie Wudi's disbelief filled Demonic Wind's ears.
He was very clear about the difference between a rank seven military soul and a six realm military soul.
This difference was even greater than the difference between a Dao Lord and a Divine Power!
"A rank seven military soul increases the combat strength of an individual soldier by seventy percent, and the combat strength of an army by thirty-five times …"
This was only the normal effect of a rank seven military soul!
And the most terrifying thing about a rank seven military soul —
"Under the rank seven military soul, the commander is the God of Domination, and he can create!"
What was creation?
Creating something out of nothing!
These four words were useless in the hands of an ordinary person!
But in the hands of Xie Tian, who had unparalleled comprehension and comprehended the twenty-seven Divine Powers, it was a one in a million divine skills!
Mo Shaoxing, who was well aware of this, immediately gave the order for the first blood escape in the fourth camp's three thousand years of history when the rank seven army soul phenomenon appeared!
But as soon as he said that, the emotionless Xie Tian pointed his bloody finger at the four camps.
"Draw the ground!"
Draw the ground ten thousand miles with one finger!
The ground was Xie Tian's land!
Want to leave?
Ask me first!
Seeing this, Mo Shaoxing's combat strength erupted. Under the black armor, the power of the three selves boiled because of fear!
"World of Dharma, desert …"
At this moment, the one thousand evil soldiers, including Zhao Xiang, arrived. They pointed their bloody fingers at the four battalions!
"Prison!"
Boom boom boom!
Thousand Fingers Draw Prison of Ten Thousand Li!
The prison was the prison of the evil army!
You want to leave?
Kill me first!
Puff!
Mo Shaoxing spat out a mouthful of blood in shock. He simply couldn't believe that he couldn't even use the Dharma World from the minor mystiques cast by 1300 people!
"T-this is the will of creation …"
"When Xie Tian uses his divine art to draw the ground, Xie Jun can use his divine art to form a prison …"
"That's right. Even if no one in the Evil Army has fused this mystical power!"
"But, but what kind of divine ability is this?!"
"Run!"
"Run!"
"Run!"
…
Seeing that even Lu Xian and Mo Shaoxing, the strongest in the Demonic Moon Continent, couldn't get rid of the evil army, the half a hundred Lu Xian warriors who came to surround them frantically teleported. They were so scared that they pissed their pants!
A rank seven military spirit was too terrifying!
An evil army with a general was even more terrifying!
They could only run!
But when they flew to the end of the 64 countries' territory, they realized …
This continent that buried millions of elite soldiers from the nine states, this continent that the evil army couldn't escape to, was so small …
"Xie Tian!" Mo Shaoxing, who couldn't escape, suddenly took a deep breath and suppressed his fear. He said word by word, "Let's fight one on one. I will die without regrets!"
"You will definitely not die."
Xie Tian closed his blood-red eyes. The moment another strand of white hair appeared on his forehead, he opened his emotionless blood-red eyes.
"Because you forced me to walk this path. I will let you live and watch me walk this path to the end."
"Xie Tian, you …"
"Spirit devouring!"
Xie Tian shouted coldly. Dao voice descended on the heads of the 2701 people of the fourth battalion!
The moment it descended, everyone, including Mo Shaoxing, suddenly realized that the energy in their bodies was reduced by 20%!
"Fourth battalion! Fight to the death! "
The creepy Mo Shaoxing finally gave the order to fight to the death!
Having witnessed the destruction of the army of Yunzhou Dao Masters, he knew very well that if they fought back, they might have a chance to survive. If they didn't, there would be no fourth battalion in the death camp!
Under the military order, the four battalions finally had the will to fight. Black dragons danced in the sky and the power of Dao Masters tore the sky and earth apart!
At this moment, the crazy white-haired evil army launched its second supernatural power!
"No way!"
The supernatural power couldn't descend in the form of Dao voice anymore. The soldiers of the four battalions who had transformed into black dragons all stopped!
During this pause, they found that the energy in their bodies had been reduced by 20%!
"So scary!"
"What, what kind of supernatural power is this!"
"It can point directly at the power of cultivators. It's impossible to defend against!"
"Even Mo Shaoxing can't get rid of it. Luckily, we can run fast …"
…
At the end of the Demonic Moon, the half-century old Lu Xian murmured in horror, but it didn't affect the battle between the two top armies.
"Asura Nine Cuts!"
After losing 40% of his power, the frightened Mo Shaoxing dared not hesitate and immediately launched his attack!
But just before the soldiers of the four battalions launched their Asura Nine Cuts, another strand of white hair appeared on Xie Tian's head!
"Prairie Fire!"
As soon as Prairie Fire appeared, invisible Taoist fire fell from the sky and burned all the Spiritual Qi in the Evil Prison!
"Death Ground!"
Once the thousand-strong evil army came out of the death ground, the Spiritual Qi outside the Evil Prison could not enter!
Seeing this scene, Mo Shaoxing was scared out of his wits!
Without the Spiritual Qi, cultivators couldn't use the Spiritual Qi and their power would be greatly reduced!
What's more, when the power in their body was exhausted, they would become ordinary people!
After losing 40% of their power, the Asura Nine Cuts could only exert less than 30% of its power in the Evil Prison where there was no Spiritual Qi!
At this moment, Mo Shaoxing finally understood Xie Tian's plan!
By using the two supernatural powers to suppress the combat power of the four battalions, the evil army could barely have the power to fight the four battalions!
"Let's end this quickly!"
Mo Shaoxing made up his mind. As he attacked with the Asura Nine Cuts, he shouted again, "God of War, destroy the world!"
At the same time, Xie Tian blended into the evil army and shouted coldly, "Summon the Rain! Like water! "
The moment the two supernatural powers appeared, the one thousand people of the evil army burned their lifespan again and roared, "Move the boat! Four Seasons! "
Under the Summon the Rain, the sky poured down!
Like the appearance of water, mulberry fields and vast oceans!
Above the sea, the evil army sailed calmly!
Under the torrential rain, the four seasons changed constantly!
Among the calm!
Among the impermanence!
The Asura Nine Cuts of 2,700 people slashed everything into nothingness!
The Blade of World Destruction of 2,700 people was useless!
Just as Mo Shaoxing's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets from the Xie Tian Xie Army's uncanny teamwork …
Pfft!
The evil army spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Asura Nine Cuts, 64!"
Seeing this, Mo Shaoxing roared. Asura Nine Slashes covered the sky and earth, slashing towards every corner of Four Seasons Fantasy Land …
Pfft pfft pfft …
Countless flowers of blood bloomed in the torrential rain and the sea …
The evil army suffered heavy losses!
Some were even on the verge of death!
"The evil army is going to lose!" Among the half a hundred Lu Xian, someone shouted in surprise.
"Even though the army's soul is high and their supernatural powers are profound, the four battalions have 2,700 people! And they are all Dao Masters! "
"Most importantly, the four battalions are a death battalion!"
"Why don't we, kill, kill back?"
…
However, at this moment, Xie Tian, who was in the evil army, had all his black hair except for the back of his head which had 50% black hair!
Seeing this scene, everyone was scared out of their wits!
"Share the injuries!" The crazy old man was stunned for a moment, then he charged at Mo Shaoxing like a madman, shouting with tears of blood, "Mo Shaoxing, die a thousand times!"
"Share the injuries, little, little brat …" His father was so touched that his chest and abdomen twitched, and tears welled up in his eyes …
"Share the injuries …"
Mo Shaoxing only felt that his cold heart of iron and blood had suffered a heavy blow, and he almost couldn't breathe!
Because Xie Tian was sharing the injuries of all the heavily injured soldiers, and even the dying soldiers!
Everyone's injuries, he alone would bear!
Everyone's pain, he alone would bear!
"Ahhhhhh!"
The moment they realized this, the evil army lost control!
The beautiful four seasons stopped at the blood-red spring …
The untraceable boat stopped at the top of the waves of the vast sea …
The thousand evil army roared towards the sky!
Bang …
Amidst the roar, the heaven and earth let out a soft hum, and the thousand evil army seemed to have broken free from an unknown restraint. Thousands of shadows emerged from the heads of the thousand people and gathered in the evil prison where the four seasons were blood-red …
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