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Chapter 2109: No Sorrow and No Joy

Wait until everyone's voices have weakened before they speak: "If the Son of Heaven has to go out on the expedition in person for everything, what else do you want us to do! Besides, now that we have gathered the elite of the tribe, are we afraid that we will not be able to defeat these people from outside the world!"

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and Zhuang Yichen could also find out that the old servant high priest had an amazing accumulation of power in the Netherworld Tribe, and he had no chance for others to refute it.

"Your five legions, after an hour, will attack and harass from the five directions, and the rest will attack with me in the middle and defeat them head-on!" the old servant high priest said lightly, and it was agreed.

The pre-war meeting didn't last long before it ended! The old servant and high priest did not say much, but every sentence was extremely concise and vigorous.

After Zhuang Yichen responded, the Ghost Fire Legion immediately opened up and moved towards its own route! Among the five major legions, the strength of the Phantom Fire Legion was weak, so the pressure on the forward route was not great.

And Zhuang Yichen naturally can't go all out to fight, if he preserves his strength in the fierce battle, this is naturally a very important part!

Of course, it was impossible for Zhuang Yichen to pass down the True Martial Seven Interception Formation in this Tianxuan Continent, that would definitely arouse the suspicion of the Netherworld Heavenly Son! The Phantom Fire Legion quickly arrived at the designated area and set up camp. And hundreds of meters away is the army of ascetic saints.

When he arrived outside the tent and looked intently, he saw that the other party's military camp was lined up in an orderly manner, and his morale was skyrocketing. Obviously, there are people in this ascetic saint who have arranged troops, and they can form an army of these strong men in a short period of time.

Judging from the situation along the way, the opponent's military strength is still above him, and if he fights head-on, it is estimated that he will suffer some losses!

But he is not afraid at all, when he meets himself, he is considered unlucky for this army!

"Qianluo, it seems that the army of the Netherworld Tribe is not strong along the way, we might as well kill them in one go and defeat them!" At this time, in the tent of the Ascetic Saint's army, a round-faced Ascetic Saint said lightly.

"You're right, this time our Bitter Buddha Sect may be able to make a meritorious contribution first!" The ascetic saint named Qianluo looked extremely miserable, with triangular eyes, mournful eyebrows, and a look like the scene of a car accident when he spoke. But in his rotten and foul-smelling body, there was an incomparably strong aura.

"Okay, I'll immediately mobilize a large army to attack, and we will behead them while their army is panicking!" shouted the round-faced ascetic saint in a deep voice.

Zhuang Yichen gathered all the heads of the thousand households under his command, and at this time, everyone's faces were full of solemnity! One of the most powerful thousand household chiefs immediately stepped forward and said: "Commander, the strength of the other party is above us, what good plan do you have!"

"There is no good strategy, only a frontal attack!" Zhuang Yichen said with a slight smile.

"What? Frontal attack?"

"Your Excellency, this must not be!"

"Yes, we die in battle, if we rout too quickly, it will make the entire defense line collapse!"

"I've made up my mind, you all go back and prepare!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, and the thousands of household elders all showed helpless expressions! But Zhuang Yichen held the token of the legion, and it was all with the will of the Netherworld, and they could only abide by it!

Otherwise, Zhuang Yichen could easily suppress them and decide life and death. They all glanced at each other bitterly, thinking in their hearts that the Son of Heaven was entrusted to a non-human this time, and it would be meaningless if they died in battle.

Only after everyone dispersed did Meng Yao come out of the shadows, looked at Zhuang Yichen and said, "A head-on battle seems to be very disadvantageous to us! Even if you can block the two penance saints, the overall combat power gap is at least more than one percent!"

"Don't worry, I never do things that I am not sure of!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, if he was not sure, how could he do this.

"That's good!" Meng Yao didn't say anything more, she had never been a verbose woman, and the feeling that Zhuang Yichen gave her had always been extremely mysterious. She guessed more than once what kind of strong man Zhuang Yichen would hide behind her, but there was no result.

"You and the people of the tribe are strange soldiers, don't make a move for the time being!" Zhuang Yichen commanded Meng Yao.

"Okay!" Meng Yao nodded, and there was actually a flash of battle intent in her beautiful eyes! Now her physical realm can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, and she also realizes the benefits of physical body cultivation, and deep down she also longs for a bloody battle.

The Phantom Fire Legion is worthy of being one of the six legions of the Netherworld Tribe, and it quickly put on an offensive formation, with hundreds of Saint Realm powerhouses in front of the team, ready to rush and kill at any time!

Zhuang Yichen appeared at the forefront of the legion, and as soon as he encountered it, he was about to start a decisive battle, and he, the commander, naturally wanted to rush to the forefront.

Ten thousand household chiefs lined up behind him, their faces showing helplessness and anxiety! They all have the cultivation of legendary half-saints, and if they want to escape from the battlefield, they can naturally save their lives!

But their family and clan are all in the tribe, and if they flee and the Netherworld tribe is breached, what's the point of leaving their lives behind?

At this time, there were two people in the army of ascetic saints who were filthy and had tangled hair, but their momentum was incomparably powerful. Their gaze traveled a distance of hundreds of meters, and finally landed on Zhuang Yichen's body.

"It's just an ordinary sub-saint, it can be easily killed!" Qianluo said lightly.

"The lion fights the rabbit, and do our best, the two of us will shoot together!" the round-faced ascetic saint continued, and Qianluo also nodded, without saying a word.

"Boom!" At this time, the army under the command of the Ascetic Saint suddenly moved, and hundreds of Holy Realms appeared, taking the lead in rushing wildly! The rest of the Heavenly Realms followed behind, and the entire earth couldn't help but tremble at this time.

"Boom!" The Thousand Household Chiefs and Hundred Household Chiefs of the Ghost Fire Legion rushed towards each other at the same time, and soon these Saint Realm powerhouses collided together, fighting frantically!

The battle of the Holy Realm was not easy to achieve results in a short period of time, but at this time, the gap between the two sides in terms of the combat power of the Heavenly Realm was quickly revealed!

But fortunately, these thousand household chiefs had already expected it, and they were taking a defensive battle formation, so they hoped to hold out for a while longer! If the rest of the legions could defeat the enemy troops along their way, they might be able to break the siege.

On the battlefield, everything can happen in an instant! Zhuang Yichen looked into the distance at this time, and the killing intent of the two penance saints rushed towards him, and then they moved!

"Boom, boom!" The two ascetic saints strode like flying, as if two desolate beasts were galloping, and the momentum was extremely amazing. Zhuang Yichen looked at the two of them lightly, with no joy or sadness on his face, and he was indifferent.

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