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Myriad Star Plain. The stars were silent, and there was no light for thousands of miles.
The alliance army, determined to fight to the death, began to move out. Under the leadership of Alliance Master Yuanji and the three elders, they stepped into the Myriad Star Plain.
In an instant, the sound of rushing wind could be heard. Figures flashed past like lightning and entered the Myriad Star Plain. They were the experts of the Ghost Hunting Group.
The alliance army attacked from the front, while the Ghost Hunting Group attacked from the flanks. They cooperated with each other. Because of this, they were able to resist the attacks of the Purgatory Ghoul army several times.
Even though they were barely able to resist, they still resisted.
This time, they used the same strategy against the reinforcements of the Purgatory Ghoul army.
However, it was time to fight to the death.
When two armies faced off, the stronger would win.
The Purgatory Ghouls never knew how to be merciful. If you made an enemy of them, you would either kill them or have your life force devoured. There was no third option.
This battle was one of life and death. There was no chance of survival.
His entire body was filled with murderous intent.
"What's that?"
"It's not the Purgatory Ghouls."
However, their killing intent paused when they saw the figures in front of them. It was like a flame that was doused with cold water and almost extinguished.
Once it was extinguished, even their fighting spirit would be affected.
The figures in front of them surged forward like waves. They were not Purgatory Ghouls, but human cultivators.
What's going on?
In an instant, everyone, including Alliance Master Yuanji, was confused.
"Those are ghost slaves. They've been enslaved by the Ghouls and have lost their sense of self. They're cannon fodder used by the Ghouls to deplete our strength." A voice suffused with cold killing intent suddenly rang out, bringing with it a shocking killing intent that penetrated into everyone's ears. It was like adding oil to the fire, causing the weakened killing intent of everyone to be ignited once again and become stronger.
"Ghost slaves!"
"Look at their ashen faces, their eyes are devoid of life, and their auras are as cold as ghosts. They've definitely been killed by the Ghouls."
"What a despicable Ghoul. They've enslaved cultivators to deplete our strength."
Anger!
Fury!
Previously, it was a baleful aura and killing intent. Now, it was mixed with rage. Under the rage, the rage turned into a torrential killing intent, a killing intent directed at the Ghost Clan.
"Is it possible to rescue them?" Alliance Master Yuanji's voice rang out. He was asking because he knew that the speaker was Asura Swordfiend Chen Xiu. All the information about the Purgatory Ghoul Race had been released by him. After several verifications, all the information was verified to be accurate and was very authoritative.
Not to mention, the battle prowess displayed by the other party was not the slightest bit inferior to him.
In this world, whether one was right or wrong always depended on one's strength.
When one was strong enough, one's words would often be more convincing.
"Only by killing!" Chen Xiu answered directly.
From the memories of the Ghost General that he had obtained, this was indeed the case.
Once one was corroded and turned into a ghost slave, not only would there be internal changes in one's body, even one's consciousness would be completely lost. It was simply irreversible.
Ghost slaves would also completely obey the orders of the ghost race and be enslaved by them.
Therefore, when encountering a ghost slave, there was only one way to do it, and that was to kill them.
Even if they were human cultivators in the past, it would not be appropriate for them to kill their own kind in the face of such a major issue. However, after turning into ghost slaves, they had already left the human race.
Moreover, if they showed mercy and did not kill them, they would be killed by the ghost slaves instead.
"Kill!" Alliance Master Yuanji gave the order without hesitation. The word "kill" resounded through the nine heavens like a thunderclap, causing the surrounding void to tremble and ripples to spread in all directions.
As the Hall Master of the Great Yuan Hall, he was not a decisive and decisive person. In addition, the cultivation methods and martial arts of the Great Yuan Hall had always been majestic and domineering, so his temperament would naturally be subtly influenced.
Therefore, knowing that the ghost slaves could not be saved and that they were enemies, he naturally had to kill them.
Kill them without hesitation!
In fact, Yuanji thought that even if there was a way to save them, he might not necessarily be willing to do so. After all, if he wanted to save them, he would definitely have to pay a hefty price.
Since Chen Xiu's answer was "only by killing", which meant that there was no way to save them, there was no need to hesitate.
"Kill!" The alliance army also shouted in unison. Their battle cries shook the heavens and the earth. Their shocking killing intent seemed to have condensed into a solid form and rushed out, as if it was going to disperse the gloomy and cold fog in front of them.
There were tens of thousands of ghost slaves, and each of them was at least in the Saint Rudiment Realm. Their auras were extremely gloomy and cold. They charged forward fearlessly, letting out low howls like ghost beasts from the depths of their throats. It was very terrifying and ferocious.
The Saint Rudiment Realm was nothing to a Half-step Great Saint, especially the people of the alliance army and the Ghost Hunting Group. They were at least Four-Star Half-step Great Saints, so the gap between them was extremely huge.
However, the tens of thousands of Saint Rudiment Realm ghost slaves charging fearlessly was also very terrifying and would consume everyone's strength.
"Kill!" As soon as Chen Xiu's voice fell, he immediately led the people of the Asura Ghost Hunting Group to attack.
The sword in the front was like the tip of a lightning bolt. It was so sharp that it tore through the void. Behind him were the Silver Blade King and the Heaven Battering King. Behind them were the Shura Sect's Five-Star and Four-Star experts.
The Tiangong Elder was not among them. What he was good at was not fighting, but refining weapons and formations. He was the most suitable person to guard the Asura Sect.
At the same time, the Tiangong Elder would also contribute to the Great Yuan Alliance by setting up some formations to strengthen the defense and so on. This kind of talent was more than ten times more useful in the rear than in the front line.
Once he attacked, he would never look back. His sword would sweep through heaven and earth.
Kill!
The Nirvana Evil Sword suddenly flashed. The sword light was dim, but there was a glimmer of crystal light. It was extremely dazzling.
As soon as the sound of sizzling was heard, the sword light had already turned into a crescent moon that tore through the void. The sword Qi spread out and grew in the wind. It instantly became a hundred meters long with an irresistible force.
Although it was not his full strength, the sword was extremely terrifying. As it slashed through the void, layers of fine ripples immediately spread out.
It was a phenomenon that would only appear when the power was so strong that it had reached the limit of what the space could bear.
Wherever the crescent moon sword light passed, it was like cutting vegetables and melons. It directly killed hundreds of ghost slaves.
Although these ghost slaves were only at the Saint Rudiment Stage, after being corroded, their bodies became extremely tough and had amazing defensive power.
Otherwise, Chen Xiu's sword could have killed even more of them.
The Prime Extreme Alliance Master suddenly pushed out his palm. It was as natural as opening a window to look at the moon, but it was condensed with an unparalleled palm energy. It was so powerful that it seemed to be able to move mountains. In the void, a muffled sound like rumbling thunder resounded in all directions.
In an instant, a misty blue palm print seemed to have pressed down on the void, leaving a mark in the void. It directly bombarded the ghost slave army.
At that moment, one could clearly see that the edge of the misty blue palm print was surging with countless air currents. It was vast and mighty like a surging wave that could crush everything in its path.
At the center of the palm print, dozens of ghost slaves were directly blasted into pieces. As the palm energy surged out violently, hundreds of ghost slaves were affected. Their bodies were sent flying in all directions. Their tough skin cracked, and dark red blood oozed out with a foul stench.
A single palm print killed hundreds of ghost slaves.
One had to admit that the Purgatory Ghost Clan's method of using tens of thousands of ghost slaves to exhaust everyone's strength was not very effective. At most, it was disgusting.
It felt like they were slaughtering their own kind.
However, they had to kill them.
They attacked one after another.
The strength of a half-step Great Saint was very terrifying. Their attacks were also very shocking. Even though the ghost slaves' bodies had been strengthened, they still could not withstand it.
A single attack could kill at least a dozen ghost slaves. At most, there were hundreds of them.
In just one round of attacks, nearly 10,000 of the tens of thousands of ghost slaves were killed.
The second round!
They attacked again without mercy.
Kill!
Before the tens of thousands of ghost slaves could charge forward, they were directly annihilated. Numerous broken corpses fell down ceaselessly like dumplings, forming a layer on the Myriad Star Plain. They were in disorder, and it was a ghastly sight.
"I've already said that this method is useless. It's better to devour them all," a complaining and malicious voice suddenly sounded and fell into everyone's ears.
The voice was not speaking the human language, but the language of the Ghost Clan.
At this stage, although the experts of the Great Yuan Alliance could not speak it, they could basically understand the Ghost Clan's language. This was because Chen Xiu had compiled the Ghost Clan's language and handed it to the Great Yuan Alliance more than a year ago.
It was his duty to inform the Ghost Clan, but he could compile the Ghost Clan's language so that everyone could understand it. Sometimes, it would come in handy. With this, he could exchange for a good mountain for the Shura Sect to use as their current mountain gate.
No matter when and where, the Shura Sect must exist and pass down its legacy.
If he could not achieve this, then he would not be able to fulfill the Ancient Shura King's dying wish. There would be a flaw in his heart that would affect his future progress.
It was equivalent to a flaw.
If there was a flaw, it must be eliminated as soon as possible. The later it was, the more disadvantageous it would be.
Therefore, no matter when and where, the Shura Sect could not be destroyed. Otherwise, he would have to spend a lot of time and effort to rebuild the Shura Sect. It would be very disadvantageous.
The Shura Sect was on the right track now, but because of the invasion of the Purgatory Ghost Clan, they had no choice but to be displaced.
Even so, they could not let the Shura Sect suffer heavy losses. They had to do their best to preserve their foundation and strive to improve.
It had to be said that the original body, Chen Zong, was not here. Everything could only be done by the doppelganger, Chen Xiu. Comparing temperaments, it was difficult for Chen Xiu.
But at the end of the day, although the original body and doppelganger had different temperaments, their souls were the same, so it was not a big deal.
The Purgatory Ghost Clan army followed behind the Ghost Slave Army and attacked.
It was a black mass of extremely shocking cold and overbearing auras. They were like the lava after a volcano erupted, and they were also like the waves of a tempestuous ocean. They surged layer upon layer and were vast and endless, and they carried an extremely terrifying and shocking imposing aura that seemed capable of obliterating everything as they charged over.
Heaven and earth turned upside down!
In an instant, the allied army and the Ghost Hunting Group's faces became extremely solemn. They could only feel a large black mass in front of them, like rolling dark clouds that covered half the sky. It was extremely powerful, like the endless horror of the Nine Nether Abyss descending, swallowing and suppressing everything, causing people to sink continuously.
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