The atmosphere in the square, but the undercurrent surging under the entire Huaxia War Zone has not yet been felt, the Yanhuang Palace is still huge, and even the army has begun to move directly under the guidance of the bright moon at the end of the world.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded in the square, like a huge hammer smashing on the ground, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of footsteps gathered together, and it was even more uniform, and the momentum was unimaginable.

One by one, the players of the Yanhuang Hall army wearing the same standard equipment, with a cold face, with a trace of recklessness and disdain, stepped in the direction of the Qinglong Tavern, and every time they took a step forward, everyone on the side of the Hell Guild turned pale.

"Damn, I feel like there's Tarzan pressed on me."

There was a professional master who was ranked in the top 5,000 on the heavenly list, and his face was very ugly, and he only felt that his breathing rhythm had become messy.

"300,000 people, we... Can it be stopped? ”

The face of the other professional player of the Hell Guild next to him also changed greatly, and he said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

The atmosphere became extremely depressing after these few words.

On the opposite side is a full 300,000 people, and there are no more than 20,000 or 30,000 people on his side who can match the combat power, even if you add those ordinary players of the Demon Powder Legion, it is a drop in the bucket, and it is completely impossible to resist the super army of Yanhuang Palace.

You must know that it took the entire Yanhuang Temple ten years to build the foundation, and the entire system cultivated has been tested by several virtual games, and has always been called the "undead army" and "invincible army" by the players of virtual games.

Especially after a staff of optimism took charge of the entire Yanhuang Palace, the army of the Yanhuang Palace has achieved remarkable results, whether it is in the international battlefield or in the guild war, there is almost no defeat, and every time it is a big victory, defeated, the only exception is a head-on duel with the army of the Heavenly God Palace, but it did not fall into the disadvantage at all, and finally retreated.

And what about your own side?

All the members of the Hell Guild smiled wryly.

A group of players who have just been formed, I am afraid that they have not been face-to-face for more than two hours, and they are completely unfamiliar with each other, not to mention the tacit understanding and tactics of collective combat, even if they have nearly 10,000 powerhouses of the 100,000 level of the Heavenly List, they are strong enough, but in the face of the 300,000 invincible army of Yanhuang Palace, it is really difficult to say.

After all, the battlefield is not a dueling arena, and unless an individual's strength and influence reach the level of demons, it is impossible to make any splash on the overall situation on the battlefield.

Not to mention, in terms of numbers alone, there is an insurmountable huge difference between the two.

In every way, they are almost certain to lose, or... It's not uncommon to be crushed in an instant.

There is, of course, one exception!

That's the devil's shot!

The strength of the demon, not to mention the Huaxia War Zone, even in the entire Heavenly Mandate World, there is absolutely no one who dares to ignore it now. The ability to create miracles, defeat the strong with the weak, and defeat more with less, if the demon says second, no one in this world dares to say first.

Because of this, they still have a glimmer of hope, otherwise, with such a huge difference in strength between the two sides, they would have already rushed to the road, what are you kidding, the opposite side is Yanhuang Palace!

...

"Bang-"

"Bang ———"

Minutes and seconds passed, and the silence in the entire square was only the sound of the Yanhuang Palace's army stomping on the ground, which was deafening.

The front line of the army was less than two hundred meters away from the tens of thousands of Hell Guild members gathered under the Qinglong Tavern.

In the middle of the two parties, it has long become a large open space, but even if the millions of onlookers are crowded, no one dares to pour into this field and withstand the extremely terrifying coercion of the two sides.

The pressure is mounting.

The members of the Hell Guild turned ugly and became more and more pale, and fine beads of sweat dripped down the square, and the weapons in their hands were clenched to death.

"Why haven't you made a move, why haven't you given an order yet!"

A group of people looked up anxiously at the figure at the top of the Blue Dragon Tavern.

In their hearts, only that figure can bring them hope and the possibility of victory.

However, at this moment, they were disappointed.

I saw that Xi Mu was still sitting in front of the tea table, his face was flat, as if he hadn't seen the army in front of him, as stable as Mount Tai, as if the Kong Ming army was sitting in the empty city plan back then, fiddling with the tea tray in front of him.

When is it time, and you still want to drink tea?!

Quite a few people almost didn't break down.

"Demon, the people of Yanhuang Hall are about to be pressed in the face, what should we do???"

Finally, someone couldn't help it, broke the peace, and asked with a hint of anger.

"Hehe, don't worry, don't worry, they won't dare to attack."

Xi Mu stopped the movement in his hand, but the corners of his mouth drew a slightly mysterious smile, and after a pause, he continued to hold the tea in his hand leisurely.

Lin Ru, Jiang Feng, Liu Chentian, Liu Qingqing and others behind him were all puzzled and anxious, but they didn't notice that Xiyang had already disappeared quietly, and they didn't know where they went.

"What is the boss doing, is there a strong prop support like in the North American theater at that time, or is there really another backhand? It can't really be an empty city plan, right? ”

Liu Chentian finally couldn't help it, and asked Lin Ru in a low voice,

"I don't know."

Lin Ru shook his head, indicating that he was helpless.

Liu Chentian had no choice but to shut up.

...

"Bang-"

The sound of stomping on the ground was like thunder in the sky, resounding in my mind.

There were already many people whose faces were extremely ugly, and they could no longer stand upright.

Fortunately, at this time, a voice suddenly came from the army of Yanhuang Palace, and the army also stopped for a moment, giving everyone a slight chance to breathe.

"All the friends in the Hell Guild, I tell you, as long as you are willing to leave the Hell Guild, the Yanhuang Temple not only welcomes you to join, but also promises to cultivate you as a core member, and all your living expenses and game development will be provided by us for free!"

A figure wearing golden armor stepped on a strange mount and slowly came to the front of the formation, it was the end of the world.

I have to say that the timing of his sentence was too accurate, and it directly broke the psychological defense line of many followers.

"Damn, what a bullshit demon, Lao Tzu came to join the Hell Guild because of your fame, how do you know that you are so brain-dead that you dare to fight against Yanhuang Palace, Lao Tzu is wrong, phew!"

"Quit, I'm quitting!"

“...”

In an instant, Xi Mu saw that the number of guilds in his list had dropped rapidly from more than nine thousand nine hundred, and it was not until seven thousand nine hundred that it stabilized.

More than 2,000 people withdrew.

Lin Ru and the others also received this prompt, and their faces were very ugly.

But Xi Mu looked at these withdrawn members, but the corners of his mouth flashed with a meaningful smile.

(End of chapter)