Chapter 397: Retreat from the enemy

Thundered......

The violent aura swept the heavens and the earth, and a random aftermath fell to the ground, destroying mountains and cities at every turn.

The territory of the battle is located on the border line between the Great Ming Ancient Dynasty and the Abyss Imperial Dynasty, and thanks to the protection of the Eight Desolations Formation, the territory of the Great Ming Ancient Dynasty has not been affected.

And the Abyss Emperor Dynasty lacked formation protection, and the border line that stretched for thousands of miles was directly plowed by the aftermath, reduced to ruins, and countless living beings died tragically.

"Bastard, damn the Ming Dynasty!"

In the newly built palace of the Abyss Emperor, the Abyss Emperor roared angrily when he saw the people dying, blaming all the blame on the Ming Dynasty.

On the contrary, it was the evil soul Xuan Dynasty who started it, and he didn't dare to have the slightest resentment!

"Yin and Yang are extinguished!"

Song Jiang roared, and the 10 million Tiangang Earth Demon Army set off a storm in the sky, and endless spiritual energy poured into the Tiangang Earth Demon True Body, the momentum was like a dragon, and the monstrous murderous aura erupted, turning into a blood-colored ocean in the void.

"Sharp Gold!"

The Evil Emperor felt a burst of pressure, and hurriedly ran the military path, and the strong evil qi condensed, turned into a sharp spear, and stabbed towards the heavens.

The two attacks collide!

At this moment, the wind stopped, the sound dissipated, and even the void seemed to freeze!

Rumble!

Then there was a loud bang, endless energy, forming a mushroom cloud, shattering the void for thousands of miles, and the entire primordial continent trembled.

Whether it was the Supreme Holy Martial Artist, the Great Emperor Martial Artist, or the Half-Immortal Martial Artist, they all felt a palpitating power, even if they were far away in the sky, they also felt the breath of death.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the power was at the center of the explosion!

Hit by the strong light, all the living beings squinted their eyes and stared at the explosion, although at the moment the fire was full of chaos, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

But that doesn't stop them from expecting it!

To a large extent, the outcome of the battle between the Praetorian Guard and the Heavenly Gang and the Earth Demon Legion will affect the course of this battle.

Anyone with a little eyesight can see that the strength of the Evil Soul Xuanhuang and the Mixed Ancient is comparable, and they cannot decide the victory or defeat of the battlefield.

The Praetorian Guard and the Tiangang Earth Demon Legion are both god-level legions, and their strength is comparable to that of the Earth Immortal Realm warriors, and if one side wins, it will be able to disintegrate the rest of the opponent's strength and play a decisive role.

A quarter of an hour later, the aftermath of the battlefield slowly dissipated, revealing the scene after the explosion, causing everyone to gasp, some cheered, some frightened, and some lost.

The cheerers, naturally, were the ancient Ming Dynasty, and they saw that in the sky above the Tiangang Earth Demon Legion, a yin and yang gossip formation was running slowly according to special laws.

10 million soldiers of the Tiangang Earth Demon Legion, no casualties, the breath is long and powerful, the weapons bloom with cold light, and the eyes burst with cold light, showing the invincible momentum.

On the other hand, the Praetorian Guards were extremely miserable, a crumbling formation that cracked countless gaps blocked the front, and the soldiers who sheltered in front and those on both sides were completely exposed and buried in the aftermath.

"Ahem......"

The Emperor of the Evil Suppression coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, his majestic body was covered with scars, his body was stained red with thick blood, he staggered a few steps, and almost fell into the void, and the formation in front of him was finally overwhelmed and completely collapsed.

"This is impossible, after Ben will go back, he will invest a lot of resources and train his troops day and night, so he will be ashamed, why is he still defeated?"

"One round of attacks, 300,000 soldiers will be killed, I will be sorry for you!"

The Emperor of the Evil Suppression was stunned, unable to accept this reality, and after discovering the casualties of the soldiers, his heart was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

As a god-level legion, the Praetorian Guard has extremely strict requirements for its soldiers, and it must reach the Emperor Realm at the lowest level of cultivation, and it will take a long time of cultivation before it can be integrated into the formation and burst out with the strongest attack power.

It is no exaggeration to say that the resources spent on a qualified Praetorian Guard sergeant can cultivate ten warriors of the same realm.

Every soldier is the heart of the Emperor of Evil Suppression.

The usual sacrifice of several soldiers made him feel distressed for a long time, not to mention the sacrifice of 300,000 soldiers this time.

"Praetorian Guard, defeated!"

The masters and legions of the Evil Spirit Clan in the rear all felt dull and stared blankly at the extremely absurd scene.

In their impression, isn't the Praetorian Guard an invincible army that dominates the world, is invincible, invincible, and invincible?

Why was it defeated by the Ming Dynasty again!

Witnessing the Praetorian Guards fall from the altar was difficult for them to accept, and there was a feeling of subverting their worldview.

"God-level legion, actually defeated?"

The martial artists who were watching from the Heavenly Alliance were also full of horror, looking at the rest of their lives standing on the Xiongguan, full of jealousy and fear.

Unconsciously, the strength of the Ming Dynasty has become so strong!

"Kill!"

When the aftermath dissipated, Song Jiang roared again, preparing to chase down the Praetorian Guards and annihilate them in one fell swoop.

"Withdraw!"

The Evil Emperor hurriedly ordered.

With a lack of 300,000 soldiers, the strength of the Praetorian Guard has attenuated by at least forty percent, coupled with low morale, in the face of a complete establishment and high morale, it is obviously not an opponent.

700,000 Janissaries, panicked and retreated.

The Tiangang and Earth Evil Army pursued and killed behind, and cut down the non-commissioned soldiers of the Praetorian Guard who did not retreat in time!

Blood splattered and sprinkled all over the sky!

"Hurry up and help!"

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Evils ordered, the Praetorian Guard is the only god-level legion of the Evil Soul Xuan Dynasty, and it is also the faith of hundreds of millions of troops, no matter what, it must be saved.

"Kill ......"

More than a dozen generals of the legion looked at each other, gritted their teeth, overcame the fear of the Tiangang and the earthly army, and led the legion to rush out, and the terrifying aura stirred the sky.

Death, favoring the Evil Spirits!

The two armies collided, a handful of blood was like a waterfall, sprinkled all over the sky, and corpses fell from the void, fell to the ground, and turned into a mess of flesh.

The military order is like a mountain!

The orders given by the generals need to be filled with the lives of countless soldiers, even if they know that the abyss ahead will pay a heavy price, there is no retreat to speak of.

After paying for the lives of millions of soldiers, the Praetorian Guard finally got rid of the Heavenly Gang Army, dragged the remnants of less than 600,000 people, and returned to the camp of the Evil Spirit Army.

"Stop!"

Song Jiang waved his hand.

The 10 million soldiers stopped their pace, their breath was indifferent, they were covered in blood, and on the snow-white blades, scarlet light bloomed, and the momentum was high, and they could fight the heavens and the earth.

"It's not good, how did the Praetorian Guard defeat so quickly!"

On the other battlefield, the Evil Soul Emperor was shocked, the Praetorian Guard was defeated, he would face a double attack, and it would be difficult to deal with a mixed ancient statue, if he added the god-level legion, the consequences would ......

Defeat is inevitable!

"Tiangang and Earth Evil Army, target the evil soul Xuanhuang, kill!"

Song Jiang turned around and ordered, like a spear unsheathed, 10 million Tiangang soldiers charged, the momentum was like the sky, covering the vast earth, shrouding the universe endlessly.

"Retreat!"

The attack from both sides made the Evil Soul Emperor feel pressure, and after weighing his combat strength, he quickly left the battlefield and issued an order to retreat.