Chen Jun is still quietly refining, it's not that he is heartless, but he is arrogant in the face of the great enemy.

It's just that he believes in the strength of the Zhentian Legion, and also believes in the vision of himself and Ao Zhentian, as long as the Zhentian Legion can't hold on anymore, Chen Jun will not use his hole cards.

Although Chen Jun believed in the strength of the Zhentian Legion, Chen Jun never thought of relying solely on the Zhentian Legion to resist the giants behind these demon kings, which was simply unrealistic.

To be able to break the chaotic existence, at least it is also the ninth-order peak level of Taiyi Peak, and it is necessary to have treasures above the innate spirit treasure level.

Otherwise, the strength of the legendary tenth-order Daluo level existence is definitely not something that the level of the Zhentian Legion can resist.

Not to mention the Zhentian Army, if it weren't for Chen Jun controlling the unimaginable hole cards, he wouldn't dare to get involved in this reincarnation.

For a while, the flames of war were flying, and one after another mysterious attack techniques rushed towards the demon king's army from the soldiers of the Zhentian Legion.

"Kill~"

All the warriors of the Zhentian Legion shouted loudly, raised their war spears, and rushed towards the various demon kings.

There is no doubt about the strength of the soldiers of the Zhentian Legion, when the army of the demon king is still in a confused situation, the Zhentian legion battle has already harvested the heads of the demon king one after another.

However, the Demon King is also the Demon King after all, although they don't know why they are here, and why the people of the Zhentian Legion want to kill them, they still quickly made a choice, that is, to fight.

"Ang~Ang~"

A soldier of the Zhentian Legion rushed towards an eagle demon king who had cultivated for three thousand years, and the Dao Dao thunder light attached to the gun, and the spear directly turned into a dragon shape, roaring and rushing towards the eagle type demon king.

The strength of the soldiers of the Zhentian Legion is very strong, what they practice is the technique of covering the world, no matter what their cultivation is, the existence of the same level, if it is only in terms of combat effectiveness, they have few opponents.

However, the Eagle Demon King is not weak, he has the strength of the mid-sixth order peak, that is, the peak of the Tribulation Realm, compared to the strength of the early stage of the sixth order of the Zhentian Legion warriors, and they have not yet reached the peak, the cultivation is much higher.

Sometimes, the combat power of geniuses is indeed terrifying, and it can even be to the point of crossing the border to fight.

But, no matter what, cultivation is the real foundation in the end.

If the cultivation is high, the combat effectiveness will naturally increase, and if the cultivation reaches the level of the Heavenly Giants, how weak will it be?

Sometimes, there are some people who always strive to polish the foundation and polish the foundation to a very deep level, not because the deeper the foundation, the stronger the strength, but because the deeper the foundation, the better it is to break through.

If someone can continue to break through without any bottlenecks, you let him polish a foundation and see if he doesn't slap you to death.

And the current situation is that the strength or combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Zhentian Legion is indeed a little higher than that of the Eagle Demon King, but it is definitely not that high.

The eagle demon king's face was ruthless, it was originally an eagle-shaped, and its wingspan was tens of meters, and it immediately swelled to a wingspan of nearly 100 zhang.

The black demonic aura of the Eagle Demon King rose to the sky, and the steel-like red black feathers on his body seemed to have turned into thousands of Xuan Sword, suspended around the Eagle Demon King.

"Human ants, look at my inheritance of supernatural powers, thousands of feathers to kill."

The Eagle Demon King shouted loudly, and thousands of steel feathers immediately turned into tens of thousands of sharp swords, and he killed the Zhentian Legion with the power of lore.

You must know that this Eagle Demon King is not a simple lord, he is a sword demon eagle clan, and the sword demon eagle is a race with the bloodline of the great demon sword emperor eagle of the desolate wilderness, although the bloodline has been extremely thin, but it still inherits some magical powers.

You must know that there are many types of supernatural powers in the desolate world, but they are mostly divided into two types: innate supernatural powers and acquired supernatural powers.

The innate supernatural power is the supernatural power inherited by the innate demon god in the bloodline, and it cannot be cultivated by the owner of the bloodline of the innate demon god.

The acquired supernatural powers can be practiced by ordinary monks without bloodlines, although they are indeed inferior to the innate supernatural powers, but they are not much worse.

Of course, the words are far away, let's just say that this thousand feathers and thousands of feathers are inherited from the innate supernatural power of the bloodline of the Eagle Demon King, even if it is still a little incomplete, and with the strength of the Eagle Demon King, it can't exert much of its real power, but it is indeed extremely powerful.

The face of this soldier of the Zhentian Legion was slightly solemn, but he didn't have the slightest hint of fear, he just raised his gun and pointed at the Eagle Demon King.

The purple thunder light on the silver spear continued to flicker, and a purple thunder lotus slowly bloomed at the tip of the spear.

"Purple lightning shooting, Lei Lian shines in the world."

The soldiers of the Zhentian Legion also shouted, and the whole person turned into a thunderbolt, as if it had broken through the shackles of space and time.

"Boom~Bang~"

The lore of the two capitals collided together, and Lei Lian turned into a thousand-zhang giant lotus rooted in this void, and thousands of giant swords that were several zhang long or even dozens of sizes around them turned into a terrifying storm, constantly rotating around Lei Lian, even if it was an existence at the peak level of the fifth order, if it was touched, it would be immortal and seriously injured.

The power of the space of the Ten Thousand Voids was completely squeezed aside, making the space within the Ten Thousand Feet truly become a void.

And this seemingly fierce battle is only a small part of the whole battle.

The battle situation in Zhejiang gradually escalated, first at the level of the king and the saint, and then developed to the level of the saint king.

Not only did the demon kings fall one after another, but the soldiers of the Zhentian Legion also suffered many casualties.

In the end, when the Great War has developed to the present, the combat power below the Great Sage has withdrawn from the stage of battle, because their combat power can no longer play a role in the current Great War.

The current battle situation has become a battle of ten people, and the five Great Sage level, the ministers and captains of the True Immortal level of the Flood Desolation World are facing against the five Demon Emperors who also have the strength of the True Immortal level.

At the level of several people, a full blow can completely shatter a small world.

The current world of the Qin Dynasty has become dilapidated, and almost only the territory of Huaxia still exists, and it is also shrinking rapidly.

Ao Zhentian's face was meticulous, so that people couldn't see her emotions, but her slightly raised eyebrows made even fools see the entanglement in her heart.

She was the commander of the Zhentian Legion, and she could only stay here when she saw the soldiers of her legion on the battlefield of blood, even though she knew that her task was heavier than those soldiers, but she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

At this time, Chen Jun's refining reincarnation was also nearing the end, and the entire reincarnation had been refined into a miniature world with a size of 100,000 meters, and it would take about another minute or so to complete the refining.

Suddenly, Chen Jun opened his eyes, looked at the unknown depths of chaos, and suddenly frowned, and looked at Ao Zhen Tiande beside him:

"Okay, you better go straight and get rid of those animals, we have a guest coming!"

Ao Zhentian was slightly stunned, then nodded, and without asking more, a small hand as white as jade slowly reached out, turned into a super giant claw that sealed the sky, and grabbed the five demon kings.

The four ministers of the Zhentian Legion and the Great Sage-level captain looked at each other and smiled, and hurriedly retreated to Chen Jun's side.

Chen Jun glanced at them, just nodded, and put a few people into the system space.

And Ao Zhentian's side also solved the battle in an instant, after all, the gap between the true immortal and the golden immortal was not a little bit.

However, Chen Jun only glanced at her, and regardless of whether she agreed or not, he forcibly included her in the system space, with an extremely dignified expression.

A strong enemy is coming soon.