What is the scene of the tens of millions of divine armies, it is the same as the scene when the tripartite armies of Xinyue, the beast god, and Ximen Hao faced off.

It was dense and impossible to see, and all of them were suspended in the air, forming a huge dark cloud.

The tens of millions of troops of the Spirit God Kingdom floated in the air, and at the back was a huge flying palace, and in the palace sat His Majesty the Emperor of the Spirit God Kingdom: the Spirit God.

The spirit reclined in a huge chair, and a beautiful woman snuggled up to him.

Since the last time the spirit slave was destroyed by Ximen Hao, it took a year to reshape the physical body with the help of the fourfold time array.

At this time, he was still habitually standing at the lower right of the spirit god, and his strength was still a half-step god emperor, and it was the spirit god who used some treasures to not let him lower his cultivation.

In the hall of the main hall, there were also hundreds of military generals, as well as several officials in cloth clothes.

And these cloth-clothed officials were kneeling in the center of the hall, their foreheads pressed against the ground, and their bodies were still trembling slightly.

"Why? It's been a day, and you still haven't found the eye of the phantom array?"

Lingshen seems to have a bohemian style, and he didn't even forget to stick oil on the two beauties, but the gloomy face and the murderous aura in his words already represent his mood.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, that Ji is not sick with the phantom array...... It's too powerful, and it's desert everywhere, and there's no reference, so ......"

"Bang!"

The formation mage who hadn't finished his words was slapped by a slap with condensed divine power, and his body exploded in an instant, turning into a blood mist.

Everyone present was a spirit at the same time, but no one dared to speak.

"Hmph! I don't want to hear your explanations! I just want to know how long it will take to break the phantom array!"

Lingshen looked coldly at the five array mages below, and the divine power on his body was so violent that even the beautiful woman in his arms hid aside.

"Five days...... Ah, no! Three days! Please give us three days! After three days, we will break through the phantom array!"

A formation mage kowtowed repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll give you another three days, if you can't break the phantom array in three days, you can kill yourself collectively!"

"Yes! Three days is enough!"

"Then don't go yet!"

"Yes, yes, yes, little one, let's go. ”

The array mage was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, hurriedly touched several other array mages, and exited the main hall.

After the spirit god waited for the array mage to leave, he lazily half lay down on the chair, his hands spread out, and the two beauties continued to lean in his arms.

"Generals, after these days of battles, I am very disappointed in the army you have led! Although we are at war with Haotian Kingdom this time, it is also an opportunity for me to review our army. It's a pity that I am very disappointed that every time I fight, I lose 100 enemies and 1,000 myself, who can give me a reason?"

“......”

The marshals and generals in the main hall all fell silent, what did they say?

Or is it that there is a group of beasts in the Haotian Army who wear rings around their necks and are not afraid of death in battle?

But speaking of which, it can only be explained one point: although the army of the Spirit God Kingdom has many people, the overall quality is far from that of the Haotian army.

"Don't say yes, do you? ”

With a push of both hands, the spirit god pushed the two beauties out, and the two beauties also retreated with great eyesight.

"Everyone, do you still remember when our Spirit God Kingdom was founded? It was to fight more with less, fight strong with weak, and lose the armor of the enemy who fights!"

"However, it has been 376 years since the founding of the country! And in the past 300 years, our army has hardly participated in any war!"

"More than 300 years! Our soldiers, including you, have lost the sense of battle they had and the courage to fight the enemy!"

"So, taking advantage of the three days that the formation mage broke the formation, I hope that you can bring your respective troops back to the way they were more than three hundred years ago, do you have any confidence?"

The spirit god said, and the people had reached the center of the main hall, weaving through the crowd.

"Yes!"

All the generals replied in unison, but it was difficult to bring a group of soldiers who had never participated in our battle into a division of tigers and wolves in just three days.

Especially the Haotian Army has been fighting non-stop all these years, one by one, the murderous aura on his body alone is enough to make people frightened.

"Yes, hopefully......"

The spirit god suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky above the palace, and his heart moved, this flying palace actually opened the top, revealing a colorful sky.

"Everyone, you know that the beast god was killed by Ximen Hao with one finger, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the main hall had a spirit.

Especially the spirit slave, his face was full of incredulity.

He was almost killed by Ximen Hao a few years ago, but he was only a half-step God Emperor.

However, the beast god was a strong man who had broken through the God Emperor for a long time, and he was killed in seconds with one finger, which made him feel deep fear.

"Therefore, don't say that you don't have faith, even I don't have faith...... But!"

When the spirit god said this, the momentum on his body suddenly flourished.

"But! I'm not afraid! The stronger he is, the stronger I will be! Therefore, I hope that you can be like me, and when you are strong, you will be stronger! Isn't his Haotian army powerful? Then we will be more powerful than them! Let the people of Haotian Divine Kingdom see! How strong are the soldiers of our Spirit God Kingdom!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

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Hundreds of military attachés raised their hands and shouted at the same time, and their morale was instantly raised.

"Alright, let's all go, go and tell your soldiers that they are the strongest!"

With a wave of his hand, the gate of the palace slammed open.

"Whoosh ......"

The generals in the hall flew out one by one, and in the blink of an eye, only the most loyal slave was left.

"Boom!"

The door slammed shut after the last person left, and the spirit god's expression became more serious than ever.

"Lingnu, where is Ximen Hao?"

"Back to Your Majesty, according to the spies, there are still three days to get here. ”

"Three days? It takes three people for the formation mage to break the formation, this Ji is not sick and has a good means! Is there a chance to kill him?"

The spirit god was suffocated by Ji Wuxian during this time, and his tens of millions of troops were entrusted to the present, all thanks to that Ji Wuxi!

The Lingnu shook his head:

"Your Majesty, it's very difficult, that guy not only has many strong people to protect him, but he has also arranged various formations in his own camp, and Ye Falcon's people can't get in at all. ”

Lingshen's brows furrowed tightly, and he touched his chin and said quietly:

"Ximen Hao's strength is perverted, Ji Wu's disease is mentally perverted, these two people are together, I'm afraid this battle will be difficult......"

Although he was mighty and domineering in front of the generals, he was actually very jealous of Ximen Hao in his heart.

Especially after getting Ximen Hao to kill the beast god with one finger, he was even more jealous.

"Your Majesty, it's really not okay for us to withdraw?"

The spirit slave was even more afraid of Ximen Hao, if it wasn't for the appearance of the spirit god last time, he was abolished by that perverted guy!