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Chapter 2111: Seed Resurgence

"Boom!" At this time, the round-faced ascetic cultivator came out of the temporary space, and when he saw that Qianluo was dead, his eyes shrank sharply!

"Who the hell are you?" he shouted, and a worn-out porcelain bowl suddenly appeared, circling around his body!

"Holy Treasure?" Zhuang Yichen looked at with interest, it was the first time he had seen such an ugly and dirty Holy Treasure, and he didn't know how the Holy Treasure's instrument spirit could endure such a carrier!

"You are by no means a native of the Tianxuan Continent, who are you!" At this time, the round-faced ascetic cultivator looked at Zhuang Yichen very vigilantly! At this time, the army on his side has gradually gained the upper hand, as long as he entangles the other party, the overall situation has been decided!

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you want to kill me!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, but at this time he didn't plan to kill this round-faced ascetic saint again!

After all, his ultimate goal is the Venerable Essence Blood, and these ascetic saints are still his allies to some extent!

"Kill you!" The round-faced ascetic cultivator's expression became extremely solemn at this time, because he knew at this time that he was definitely not Zhuang Yichen's opponent! Qianluo's cultivation was above him, and both of them were killed by Zhuang Yichen under the joint forces, and now he was left alone, even if he had a holy treasure to protect his life, how dare he dare to kill Zhuang Yichen.

Therefore, at this time, he looked at Zhuang Yichen very vigilantly, once something went wrong, he would have to flee thousands of miles away! Although the ascetic saints were all fierce and not afraid of death, once they encountered an enemy who was incapacitated, they would not make sacrifices in vain.

"Boom!" The porcelain bowl holy treasure suddenly flowed with a gray filthy aura at this time, like a river, gradually spreading down, hovering around the side of the round-faced ascetic saint.

Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and a big flag suddenly flew out of his soul, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse sounded between the fluttering in the wind. The mysterious power was suddenly coming, blessed in the sky above the Phantom Fire Legion, and in an instant, tens of thousands of people felt refreshed, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough in the realm of combat power.

"Hey, the other party's boss has actually been killed!" At this time, when the Saint Realm powerhouses of the Ghost Fire Legion saw this scene, they suddenly felt heroic in their hearts, and began to fight back frantically.

The appearance of the Iron Blood Battle Banner at this time was a support-type holy treasure, which immediately caused a great reversal in the tide of the battle! And the death of Qianluo also caused the army assembled by the Ascetic Saint to show signs of declining morale.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The sound of the Phantom Fire Legion shook the sky, and at this time, Meng Yao took the opportunity to take advantage of the powerhouses of the Yanhuang tribe, although there were more than ten people, but it became the last straw that crushed the camel.

"If you leave now, I can spare your life!" Zhuang Yichen looked at the round-faced ascetic saint at this time and said lightly. At the same time, the murderous aura on his body began to surge continuously, and it was like substance in an instant.

"I'm ......" The round-faced ascetic cultivator looked at the situation of the battle of the army, and already understood in his heart that the general trend had gone! At that moment, he stomped his foot decisively, and the filthy aura in the porcelain bowl holy treasure became even stronger, covering his figure and running away frantically.

"The other party's boss ran away!"

"Kill, kill these intruders!"

"Yes, we must not let go of any rebellion!" At this time, the battle intent among the Phantom Fire Legion was monstrous, and no one could stop their attack!

"Hmph!" Zhuang Yichen snorted coldly at this time, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already punched the other party's two legendary demi-saints!

"Bang!" The flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and Zhuang Yichen swept towards the other side without looking back.

"Defeated, we lost!"

"Run!"

"Lost, lost, can save your life to make a comeback!" "The army of the Ascetic Saint fled in all directions, and the Ghost Fire Legion took the opportunity to harvest the lives of many strong people!

"Huh?" Zhuang Yichen suddenly looked at the sky at this time, only to see that from above the ground, there were actually many faint blood qi converging upwards. His gaze showed a hint of surprise, and he spun into the air!

flew all the way to a height of thousands of feet, and when he looked down at this time, he saw at least two or three hundred thousand strong men fighting together, and then from time to time there was blood flying from everywhere, and finally disappeared into the end of the sky!

"What the hell is that place!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes showed curiosity, and he began to fly towards the sky continuously!

However, at this time, every time he went up ten zhang, he felt the heavy pressure like a mountain falling down, which made him feel that it was difficult to resist. I've been flying for a hundred feet, and finally it's hard to break through an inch!

"It's weird!" Zhuang Yichen took a deep breath, and then landed sharply, and landed on the ground after a dozen breaths! At this time, the soldiers of the Phantom Fire Legion still wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but they were stopped by Zhuang Yichen.

"Collect the troops!" Zhuang Yichen's voice echoed on the battlefield, and the heads of thousands of households looked at him in amazement.

"Lord Commander, this is a good opportunity to pursue!"

"Yes, this time our Phantom Fire Legion is going to make a great achievement!"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if you miss it, there will be no more!"

"The order I received was only to defend this way, and the rest of the things were not within our responsibility!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly.

The heads of the thousands of households were still a little unwilling, but when they saw Zhuang Yichen's cold gaze, they didn't dare to say more! After all, Zhuang Yichen had already shown his strength and truly established his authority in the Ghost Fire Legion!

In the army, orders and prohibitions are enforced, and the most important thing is to be inferior and inferior. Now that Zhuang Yichen is in charge, it is not something they can easily disobey.

At the moment, the Ghost Fire Legion quickly stabilized the defense line and cleaned up the battlefield! The Ghost Fire Legion was naturally happy, and in such a level of battle, cleaning the battlefield could often make a windfall, and there was absolutely no trouble.

"Boom!" At this time, within the rest of the defense lines, the ascetic saint army could be said to be overwhelmed, and the other four legions of the Netherworld tribe were all defeated and retreated, struggling to defend!

At this time, Zhuang Yichen only felt that the blood and blood qi from the ground to the sky were getting stronger and stronger, and they had gathered to an extremely astonishing point, and these were the qi and blood power that had escaped from the death of those Saint Realm powerhouses.

"The Netherworld Son hasn't appeared until now, what are you thinking!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes showed a thoughtful look at this time, and all this seemed more and more weird.

"Let's retreat to the tribe!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly ordered in a deep voice! The heads of the thousand households were slightly surprised, but they all immediately obeyed the order and led the troops to leave.

Before returning to Netherworld, Zhuang Yichen and the Ghost Fire Legion had become the last line of defense at this time, and they had already defeated the opponent's army, so it was beyond reproach to return to defense at this time! After all, the commander of an army has the right to make decisions on the spot, and on the premise of completing his own tasks, he can be flexible and changeable.

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