(1st Update)

On the side of the Heaven Dou Emperor team, as if superimposed with a fanatical buff, everyone is running like the wind.

The Martial Spirit Emperor team that was sticking to Gengxin City had long been scattered under Yang Ming's series of meteorite attacks that hindered the Earthquake Star, and even the generals defending the city were killed in the aftermath of the explosion just now, and they couldn't make any decent reactions at all, and they were defeated one by one after a while.

On the wall, the flag that originally belonged to the symbol of the Martial Spirit Empire was taken down and replaced with a flag that belonged to the symbol of the Heaven Dou Empire.

The flag is flying and the morale is high.

A general ran quickly, half-knelt in front of Yang Ming, and said in a sonorous voice:

"The last general did not fail in his mission, successfully captured Gengxin City, captured 1,275 enemy troops, and hundreds of people escaped from the city gate, and is now sending people to chase and kill."

Gengxin City is a not-so-important main city, and the Martial Spirit Empire has an army of three thousand soul masters stationed here.

Don't underestimate these 3,000 people, because the entire army composition is composed of all kinds of soul masters, down to more than a dozen soul masters, up to more than 50 levels of soul kings, purely in terms of combat effectiveness, it is already comparable to an ordinary army of 30,000 people, almost one to ten.

But most of the time, if there is no external factor to intervene, these 3,000 soul division troops can beat an ordinary army of 30,000 people.

A very important reason is that everyone is flesh and blood, they will have their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and of course, there will be fears, when the casualty rate of an army is as high as 10%, there will be deserters, and when the casualty rate reaches 20%, there will be a great rout.

An army that can achieve a casualty rate of more than 20% and maintain the will to fight is usually called an elite, and an army that can reach a casualty rate of more than 50% and still be able to fight bloodily without retreating, can already be regarded as a Zhenguo Divine Army.

The Douluo Continent has been peaceful for many years, and the armies of the two empires have neglected training, let alone fighting on the battlefield, not to mention that there is no Zhenguo Divine Army, and the casualty rate has not yet reached 10%, and the army is already in turmoil.

This is also one of the reasons why, at the beginning of the rise of the Wuhun Empire, the Star Luo Empire was able to be hung up and fought.

The general looked at Yang Ming with admiration in his eyes and incomparably fanatical.

In this battle, they achieved zero casualties!

As long as you follow Yang Ming, the future is limitless!

"Hmm."

Yang Ming behaved lightly, as if he took the victory in front of him for granted, which made the general always feel unreal.

"You and the people of the Bombing Gang, go down and occupy the nearby mineral resources, by the way, see if there are any blacksmiths nearby, collect them all, pack them up and bring them back."

"The Last General's Order!"

The general left in a hurry, striving to complete the task as soon as possible, so as to brush up his presence in front of Yang Ming.

Yang Ming retracted his gaze, he didn't spend much thought, in this kind of insignificant little person, now there are more people who want to pat him on the back, no more than him, no less than him.

The divine consciousness shrouded the earth, and with Yang Ming's current terrifying spiritual power stock, the coverage of the divine consciousness spread to a radius of ten kilometers, which was equivalent to the size of a small city, and naturally he also sensed that a group of people were outside the other end of Gengxin City.

"The aura on these people is completely different from the people I've seen before, it seems to have a little more warmth of the ocean, and the first eight people, although they have made some cover-ups, but the aura of Title Douluo still can't hide from me, who are they?"

Yang Ming found it interesting, and after arranging for his subordinates to coordinate the occupation of Gengxin City, he disappeared in place again.

At this time, the guardians of the Seven Pillars of Poseidon Island were also engaged in a dispute over whether to stay or go.

Sea Dragon Douluo: "You just saw it, that person is extremely strong, if we insist on going to Gengxin City, maybe we will be treated as a spy by the other party, it is better to take a detour." ”

Sea Maiden Douluo frowned and objected: "I don't think so, Gengxin City is the only place to go to the Martial Spirit Empire, if we take a detour, I don't know how much time it will take, now every minute and every second is very precious, if it drags on, I don't know what that blasphemous person will do." ”

Led by these two people, eight people argued.

Just when everyone was deadlocked, with their keen perception ability, they suddenly sensed an extremely powerful aura, which was descending at an extremely fast speed.

"It's in heaven!"

Everyone suddenly raised their heads, and under the brilliant sun's rays, a black shadow gradually expanded.

Yang Ming fell from the sky and landed on the ground like a cannonball.

There was a deep pit in the ground, as deep as more than three meters, and a strong air flow overflowed, sweeping like a wind blade, but the group on the opposite side was not very good at it, and it was not affected at all.

Starfish Douluo stared straight at him, secretly frightened in his heart, and reminded the others:

"Everyone, be careful, he is the mysterious mastermind behind the meteorite summoned just now!"

"What is Him"

Everyone subconsciously tenses their bodies, as if they are pulling the bowstring, and as soon as there is any sign that something is wrong, they will immediately burst out.

It's just that, to their surprise, they didn't perceive the same level of soul power as them from Yang Ming, on the contrary, Yang Ming's soul power was two levels lower than theirs, just a soul saint.

"A strange person who can summon meteorites, how can it be a mere soul saint!"

"He must be a master with the ability to conceal, and he specializes in hiding his breath, maybe to trap us!"

The eyes of the people on Poseidon Island flickered, and their minds automatically made up for Yang Ming's possible identity.

The more they made up for it, the more they felt that Yang Ming was unfathomable.

Especially the pair of reincarnation eyes, after staring at it for a long time, there is a feeling of dizziness, as if it can involve everyone's souls, and when they realize this, everyone does not dare to continue to look at his eyes, which makes people afraid.

Yang Ming looked around at the crowd.

These people have different appearances, but they have one thing in common, and that is the clothes they wear, which are similar to the decoration of power suits, and they are of different ages, both men and women.

The soul masters on Poseidon Island are classified according to the color of their clothes, but this is not the level of soul power, but the difficulty of their test when they were subjected to the test of the Poseidon at the beginning, the higher the difficulty of the test, the higher the status on Poseidon Island, and the color of the clothes is also different, from low to high, it is arranged according to the color of the soul ring.

On Poseidon Island, there is only one person who is qualified to wear red, that is, the strongest person on Poseidon Island, Bo Saixi.

In front of him were the first eight people, dressed in black, exuding the aura of Title Douluo.

Behind them, each stood a row of strong men in purple clothes.

"You are from Poseidon Island"