There were many miserable people in the world.
Two hours ago, the emperor and officials of the Kingdom of Yan were still dreaming of unifying the Demonic Moon Continent, but now, they were all hopeless.
They never expected that after only two hours, they would be pulled out by Xie Tian with one hand.
When Xie Tian pulled out the emperor and officials of the Kingdom of Yan, he also stretched out his other hand and pushed another group of people into the abyss of despair.
This group of people was the most powerful person in the Demonic Moon Continent, Lu Xian.
But they were also miserable, to the extent that they were in tears.
"I thought Xie Tian wasn't here …"
"He has only been Mo Shaoxing's ally for two hours …"
"This is too scary. Even if the four battalions don't transform, the evil army can still annihilate them …"
"Run, the evil army is coming …"
…
The evil army was not scary because the main commander, Xie Tian, was once again pulled away by the Ninety Thousand Miles of Sorrowful Path.
But the path of killing the evil army could no longer continue.
Because above the evil army's head, there was a thirty percent solid shadow of Xie Tian.
This shadow was one of the functions of the ninth-rank army soul, which was to replace the main commander and command the army.
Even if the shadow was completely solid, it could only replace seventy percent of the main commander's power. The thirty percent solid shadow of the evil army soul could only replace twenty percent of the main commander's power.
What was worse was that the Demonic Moon Continent was too small, and they didn't know where to go.
The person who was even more miserable than the fifty percent Lu Xian was Shen Feng of the Kingdom of the Nine States.
Controlling seventy percent of the fate of a state was an extremely happy thing.
However, while happiness was still on the way, the bad news reached Shen Feng's heart through the purple gold token.
"Puff!"
Crown Prince Shen Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were filled with fear. Mister Feng's hair stood on end!
"Your Highness …"
"The fourth … Puff!" After spitting out a second mouthful of blood, Shen Feng finally finished his words. "The fourth battalion was completely annihilated!"
Mister Feng's eyes narrowed. "Impossible! If Mo Shaoxing wasn't completely sure, he would never blindly … "
Seeing that Mister Feng's words stopped abruptly, the terrified God of Wind asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Mister Feng?"
"I, I understand …" Mister Feng sat down in a daze. "It, it's Xie … Master …"
"Xie Wudi?" The Divine Wind God Eyes sharpened. "What do you mean?"
"Mo Shaoxing must know that the Cloud State's Dao Master Army has been destroyed. Therefore, he wouldn't dare to attack unless he is sure that Xie Tian and Xie Jun are separated and that Xie Jun's combat power is greatly reduced!"
Mister Feng trembled and looked at God Wind in fear. "Mo Shaoxing only dared to attack because Xie Wudi told him that Xie Tian wasn't around!"
"Xie Wudi!" Shen Feng cursed through gritted teeth. "Unable to accomplish anything, but more than enough to spoil things!"
Shen Feng could not be blamed for scolding his teammates, because the four death camps were too important.
After the Second Death Camp was destroyed in the Battle of Zhu Xian, the Third Death Camp became the foundation of the Jin Dynasty and was not easily taken out.
In this way, the four battalions that could represent the Divine Dynasty to deter the nine provinces became the Death Camp.
Now, the four battalions that he had high hopes for had been completely annihilated. This was tantamount to cutting off an arm of his who was about to become a Divine Emperor!
"Something's wrong!" After cursing for a while, Shen Feng suddenly realized something. "I have confirmed it before. Even if the Xie Army has a rank six military soul and is under Xie Tian's command, they are definitely not a match for the fourth battalion!"
Mister Feng was about to nod in agreement when his heart skipped a beat. He recalled what Xie Tian had done.
None of these things could be predicted by anyone!
So …
"Maybe," Mister Feng squeezed out an ugly smile. "The Xie Army has reached rank seven …"
When he said rank seven, Shen Feng's mind was in chaos!
Because the foundation of the Jin Dynasty, the three battalions, was only rank seven military soul!
And it was a rank seven military soul obtained through inheritance!
Suddenly, Divine Wind's heart was filled with endless vexation.
"Maybe I should not have agreed to Xie Wudi!"
Shen Feng thought in fear. As long as he did not agree to Xie Wudi's request, the now unimaginably terrifying Xie Tian would definitely not make things difficult for him for Shen Shao's sake.
"So what if I can't unify the nine states after two hundred years …"
"So what if I live in fear forever …"
"At least I can still become a Prefecture Lord, become a Divine Emperor, at least I won't … Puff!"
…
Shen Feng vomited blood and laughed bitterly.
Because he knew that Mo Shaoxing's exposure had exposed everything about him.
So once Xie Tian left the valley, he would definitely treat him as an enemy!
"Hehe, it seems like you also understand that there is no turning back!"
At this moment, Xie Guan entered the palace, and from the War God Sword on his waist, came Xie Wudi's cold voice.
"Xie Wudi!" Shen Feng was enraged. "This is your deadly plan, hmm? I don't think you deserve to be called a War God! "
Xie Wudi said coldly, "Mo Shaoxing betrayed us, and three hundred of his soldiers died. Their souls returned to their bronze coffins, and the military soul broke through to rank six!"
"Xie Jun with a rank six military soul could not destroy the four battalions!" Shen Feng was hysterical.
"Hehe, if rank six is not enough, what about rank seven?"
Boom!
The prediction of the seventh rank became reality, and the two Divine Winds' bodies swayed from side to side!
"If this is not enough," Xie Wudi laughed sinisterly, "then what about when the military soul manifests …"
"The military soul manifests, rank nine, rank nine …" Shen Feng did not even have the strength to vomit blood. He murmured in fear, "This is impossible, impossible …"
"Impossible? This is not the most impossible thing! "
Xie Wudi looked at Shen Feng as if he was looking at a useless teammate, and roared, "The two thousand seven hundred men of your four battalions, all turned into Daos!"
"What did you say!" Shen Feng's eyes widened!
"Shen Feng, you are a failure!" Xie Wudi said coldly, "This is the death camp you control? Look at yourself, which part of you is qualified to be a God Emperor! "
Puff!
Xie Wudi's attack completely shattered Shen Feng's arrogance.
"So, Xie Tian also knows what you are thinking, and Mo Shaoxing's fate …"
Thinking of Mo Shaoxing's fate, even Xie Wudi, who had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, shuddered.
"If you do not want to become the second Mo Shaoxing, working with me is your only chance!"
"Work, work …" Finding himself in endless darkness, Shen Feng saw Xie Wudi as the last ray of light. "I want to work with you! I do not want to die! "
"Very well!" Xie Wudi laughed maniacally, "Next year, September 8th, I will let you see Xie Tian fall with your own eyes! But if you can't do what I ask … "
Shen Feng's expression changed, and he said sternly, "We can work together, but I will not hurt …"
"Heh, you think too much. I only want you to act!"
With a cold laugh, Xie Wudi left, and at the same time, he took away the last shred of rationality from Crown Prince Shen Feng.
Shen Feng did not know that Xie Wudi was even more angry than he was, and in a worse situation.
At least, Xie Tian was walking toward Xie Wudi with one foot and three inches of steps, not him.
Time passed as Xie Tian walked step by step.
With every step he took, the white-haired evil army would advance a hundred miles, and the half-hundred Lu Immortals would break down a little. The Divine Emperor's chariot that left the Evil Du City was closer to the Nine Peaks Mountain Range.
Shen Shao let go of everything, and enjoyed the joy of family.
Except for thinking of Xie Tian and worrying about Xie Tian from time to time.
After the worry, he smiled bitterly.
Because worrying was useless, and he was even more useless now.
Smiling bitterly, he looked at Shen Ji, who was in his arms, and asked, "Ji 'er, are you really going to Yuezhou?"
"Yes."
The shyness in Shen Ji's voice made the God Emperor feel both sad and happy. He was happy that Shen Ji was shy, but he was sad that the youth who made Shen Ji shy was unwilling to become his son-in-law.
"Ji 'er, tell Father why you want to go to Yuezhou."
Shen Ji blushed, but still said shyly, "Ji 'er wants to see Big Sister You Xiao Chan."
"See her for what?"
"Ji 'er wants to see Big Brother Xie Tian's sweetheart, and also, I want to ask her something …"
"What is it?"
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