When the phantom became real, the two thousand and seven hundred sergeants of the four battalions stopped in a daze.
This was because the three Great Divine Abilities that they had unleashed with their full strength had already used up seventy percent of their strength.
More importantly, the phantom that was becoming real was Xie Tian.
Seeing Xie Tian's phantom, even Xie Wudi, who roared crazily because Xie Tian only had two years to live, was stunned.
Then, the whole world became quiet, and only Xie Jun's roar resounded in the Demonic Moon Continent.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Every time he roared with all his strength, his throat bleeding, the phantom would become a bit more solid.
Every time the phantom became real, the Demonic Moon Continent would become quieter.
When Xie Jun's roar became hoarse and silent, the phantom finally stopped becoming real.
The moment it stopped, shock and fear welled up in everyone's hearts.
"The, the military soul showed up …"
"This, this is the Rank Nine Military Soul …"
"Although, although the phantom is only thirty percent real, but, but …"
…
Mo Shaoxing, who had been sent flying by the Mad Old Man, forgot to fight back. His Dao Eyes were staring at the three phantom, and they were unprecedentedly dim.
He didn't believe that the military soul, which could only be manifested by the Rank Nine Military Soul, would appear above the Rank Seven Military Soul.
But facing the reality, he had to believe it.
But she believed him to the point that all his hopes turned to dust, to the point that he felt incomparably frustrated.
He was a senior officer of the death camp.
And the biggest wish of the death camp, including all sergeants of the first four battalions, was to see the Rank Nine Military Soul, which had disappeared for three thousand years.
Now, the Rank Nine Military Soul had not appeared, but the manifestation of the military soul, which could only be achieved by the Rank Nine Military Soul …
But it appeared on Xie Jun, who was being chased by the four battalions.
"Haha …" A Dao Master sergeant of the four battalions laughed miserably. "It's not strange. The general of the Xie Army shared the wounded with the soldiers, but the general of the death camp made us …"
"Haha, the death camp killed their own people …"
"The death camp with the hope of achieving the Rank Nine Military Soul …"
…
Desolate and emotionless sounds of self-mockery caused the unity of the four battalions to fall apart.
"But it's a military order …"
"It's a military order for us to kill!"
"But this is even more of a comrade!"
"It's the evil army led by Xie Tian of the Jin dynasty!"
…
The wretched laughter and angry howls filled the Demonic Moon Continent with sorrow and helplessness.
And under the sorrow and helplessness …
"There's a way to satisfy both sides in this world …" A Dao Master soldier looked at Xie Jun with hope in his eyes. "Don't disappoint the army, don't disappoint the emperor … Puff!"
At the moment when the Tao Master soldier turned into Tao, Mo Shaoxing finally woke up from his despair!
"No!" Mo Shaoxing, who was jolted awake, immediately teleported to the soldier's side and shouted, "You can't die! It's all my fault, it's all my fault … "
"Comrades of the Evil Army, I will watch from the heavens as you achieve rank 9 military soul … Puff!"
"Ahhh!" Mo Shaoxing went crazy and roared, "Without military orders, none of you are allowed to …"
"Xie Tian, I'm sorry … Puff!"
"You are not allowed to die! The death camp never complacent … "
"I'm free … Pfft!"
…
Under the blessings, hopes, desolation, and disappointment of the Jin Dynasty army and Lu Xian's incredulous gaze, the 2,700 Dao Masters of the four battalions turned into Tao one by one …
For a time, the Demonic Moon Continent was full of the flowing lights of the Dao Masters.
This flowing light was the Dao Masters' lifelong cultivation. After death, it would be returned to heaven and earth.
This overflowing light was the lifetime glory of the Death Camp soldiers. After death, it would shine brilliantly.
Xie Tian did not stop it.
Only in this way, the bright glory of the 2,700 Dao Masters of the four battalions would not be polluted by the last unbearable military order.
But he shed tears for this.
There were two reasons.
After meeting Xu Mang and the other three, he had a sense of belonging to the death camp.
Later, Wu Shang helped him selflessly!
And his comrades of the death camp risked their lives to help him in the ancient battlefield!
Therefore, he had always thought of himself as a soldier of the death camp.
But at this moment, he could no longer refute Crown Prince Shen Feng's self-immolation like he did in the Autumn Hunting Painting!
That was because he had lost three hundred of his life and death brothers!
"Mo Shaoxing, are you satisfied?"
Xie Tian let the blood and tears of the sacrificial ceremony flow. He walked toward Mo Shaoxing step by step and said coldly, "But this is just the beginning."
"Xie Tian!" Mo Shaoxing, who was so heartbroken that he wanted to die, collapsed because of the Dao Transformation. "Kill me, kill me, quickly! Or I won't be able to get them back in time! "
"Believe me." Standing in front of Mo Shaoxing, Xie Tian swore in a cold voice, "You will never die in front of me."
This cold, casual statement was like the greatest terror in the world. It finally allowed Mo Shaoxing, who was bent on death, to regain a shred of reason.
The only function of this trace of reason was to make Mo Shaoxing try his best to imagine the terrible revenge that would befall on him and the Mo family.
"Xie Tian, no …"
Just as the word "no" was uttered in fear, Xie Tian turned his head and looked at the evil army for the last time. He looked at Zhao Xiang, who had really become the evil army. He looked at the grief-stricken Mad Old Man and the seriously injured father, and his figure gradually faded …
However, that illusory figure that was slightly stagnant was still guiding the Xie army on his behalf!
"Kill!" Xue Yan wiped the blood on her white hair and said the word "kill", pointing at Lu Xian in the sky!
"Kill!"
The hair of the one thousand and one evil army was all smeared with blood. Their murderous voice soared into the sky, making the blood red word "kill" above their heads look extremely bloody!
Only by killing could the evil army's monstrous hatred be wiped away!
Only by killing could the death of their comrades be appeased!
Only by killing could the death of their comrades be sacrificed to the Dao Transformation Camp!
"Mo Shaoxing …"
His father sighed and kept the collapsed Mo Shaoxing away.
But he also knew that once he kept him, Mo Shaoxing really wouldn't die.
As for the dying Mo Shaoxing …
"Shen Feng, Xie Wudi, how dare you force Xie Tian like this …" Thinking of Xie Tian's cold voice, his father shuddered.
The battle of escape had come to an end, but there was no winner.
And this tragic battle with no winner made Xie Wudi even more furious! Crazy and crazy! Crazy and insane!
"Xie Wudi, you lost this round." Mo Feng didn't know why his tone had a hint of joy.
And this joy made Xie Wudi completely lose his mind.
"Xie Tian! The evil army is mine! Only I can lead such an evil army! "
"Damn it! He burned his lifespan to raise the rank of the army soul! "
"A rank seven army soul can make the army soul appear two ranks earlier!"
"This is definitely not the work of the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet!"
…
"Have you forgotten that there is a kind of army soul in the world that is not born from killing, but from love."
Mo Feng said. "You almost made the Divine Halberd Guards become this kind of army soul in the past. Unfortunately, you became a Dao Master and saw the end of your life. You lost your original heart."
"Ahhhh!"
Xie Wudi's pain increased several times at the mention of the past!
"I can't accept this!"
"The evil army should have been destroyed. It should have become my invincible army!"
"Xie Tian would have lost his original heart and become the Evil Emperor's puppet!"
"But my army is gone! Xie Tian didn't lose his original heart! He only has two years of lifespan left! What's the use of it! Ahhhh! "
"Why did it fail!"
"Why did it fail!"
…
Xie Tian, who had returned to the path of sorrow, seemed to hear Xie Wudi's painful howls, but he didn't hear them.
"Xie Wudi, Shen Feng, I only hope that you, who have joined hands, won't take away my last trace of mercy …"
The three hundred brothers of the evil army had died, wiping away the last trace of mercy from Xie Tian.
This trace of mercy was born from the 2,700 people of the four battalions' Dao Assimilation.
Because the four battalions' Dao Assimilation ended the war prematurely, it saved the lives of at least half of the evil army.
As strong as Xie Tian was, strong as a rank seven army soul, and strong as a three-part army soul, it was not enough for the evil army to completely defeat the four battalions by burning their Divine Spirit and lifespan.
This was the second reason why Xie Tian shed tears for the four battalions' Dao Assimilation.
But the mercy of rebirth was so fragile.
And the journey of ninety thousand miles of sorrow was so long.
Xie Tian, who only had two years of lifespan left, seemed to have returned to the time when he fought for his natal Primordial Yang. He walked mercilessly, coldly, and with an evil aura.
PS: Unknowingly, it's already the 1000th chapter. Give yourself some encouragement, Yuanzi! There are two more 1000th chapters waiting for you!
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