Jihad is not trivial, especially in the current life-and-death war, where a mistake in decision-making can lead to the defeat of the entire war.

"Marshal, subordinates ask to go to war. The deputy marshal of the Eternal Night Army flew over and saluted Ji Kun and the other three princes.

This is Yuan Liusong, the first deputy marshal of the Eternal Night Army, who has followed Ji Kun for hundreds of years, and immediately made great achievements, and belongs to an important person on the wanted list of the Ghost Wolf Clan.

Ji Kun nodded silently, and said in a deep voice: "This battle is very important, and we must not fall into the prestige of my Death Empire!"

In previous battles, Ji Kun had always asked his subordinates to save their lives, but this time, it was a completely different statement. This is the life-and-death stake of the human race, and everyone is ready to sacrifice, including him Ji Kun.

The Empire of Death has always been tough, the Eternal Night Army has guarded the Rock Pass for hundreds of years, and the backbone like a rock has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow of every warrior, and in the face of the provocation of the alien race, where will there be a reason for indifference.

And the Empire of Death has been established for hundreds of years, has experienced countless wars, and its performance has never been tough, and the Rock Pass has never allowed the alien race to step a step.

"Yes!" Liu Song's fist slammed into the left shoulder armor, and a dull metal crash sounded.

There are no superfluous words, the solemn military salute and the determination in the eyes have said it all, perhaps, this is gone forever.

However, there is no turning back.

Then he turned around and flew into the sky suddenly.

When Liu Song flew up, dozens of martial saint-level masters also flew out of the fortress of Panshi Pass.

This is the subordinate of the princes and kings, and the Rock Pass is the top priority of the Death Empire, naturally hoarding most of the troops, and even secretly hiding countless princes and kings.

Dozens of bright meteors flew into the sky, and dozens of masters led by Liu Song flew to the top of the Rock Pass, looking murderously at the alien martial saints in front of them.

"Kill!"

When the enemy met, his eyes were red, and without superfluous words and movements, Liu Song pulled out the long sword in his hand and flew into the distance.

Wolf Qing laughed: "Hahaha, there are really a lot of martial saints who have been sent to death." Lao Tzu will accept your lives. Brothers, kill me. ”

Jihad broke out.

The alien army stopped advancing, and the masters of the battle also retreated one after another, leaving the battlefield to the Martial Saint.

Wolf Qing and Liu Song collided together in an instant, both sides exerted their full strength, and all kinds of light erupted wildly in the sky, making the entire sky become extremely bright, and the entire heaven and earth became a colorful world, like colored daylight.

In the distant sky, the Wolf Emperor looked into the distance, the muscles at the corners of his mouth hooked, let out a cold smile, and said softly: "As expected, the human race has gathered a lot of martial saints in Panshi Pass, but I didn't expect that they would really dare to fight." ”

Emperor Niu sneered and said, "Okay, very good, no matter how many Terran Martial Saints there are, they are only one-third of my alien race." And this is only our three races, if necessary, we can also mobilize the masters of other races. ”

The Leopard King said lightly: "It's enough to kill this garbage! ”

The scuffle between the martial saints is extremely cruel, and if you are not careful, it is a crisis of fall.

"Poof!" A Terran Martial Saint was besieged by three Martial Saints of another race, slapped on the chest by the master of the Barbarian Bull Clan, fell from the sky, and smashed in front of the city wall of Panshi Pass, dying.

The three masters suddenly moved forward, and as soon as they flew some distance, they looked at the energy tower inside the city wall with a fearful face, and then turned around and rushed towards another Terran martial saint who was besieged by aliens.

The number of martial saints of different races is too much, and the number of martial saints of their three races at the same time can be imagined. In the past, it was the Terrans who fought together against the aliens, but now, Jianxiao and the others have allied with the aliens, not only to let the Death Empire face all the aliens alone, but also to divide troops to defend the Terrans of other empires.

Ji Kun had already stood up, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was thinking about whether to let the martial saint withdraw, if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would suffer heavy losses.

Even if the morale is the first, it is far less serious than the fall of a martial saint.

"Let them ......" withdrew before the two words were spoken, and three streamers suddenly crossed the sky.

These three streamers were bright and dazzling, illuminating the void, and even the battlefield where the Martial Saint was located was suppressed by the light of these three streamers.

Ji Kun and the others looked at these three streamers, and finally swallowed back the word withdrawn, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you are really bold." ”

Yang Feng said softly: "Your Majesty has never raised flowers in the greenhouse, these three are here, it seems that Your Majesty has been out of the customs and knows what is going on here." ”

"Whew!" Ji Kun exhaled lightly, the pressure under him was too great, if Yechen didn't come again, the huge pressure would be enough to crush him.

Although he is the marshal of the Eternal Night Army, his specific strength is only the first order of Emperor Wu, in the face of so many aliens and emperors, he Ji Kun can only do his duty, and then die generously, as for killing and repelling strong enemies? That is not what Ji Kun's ability can do at all, and it is impossible to use all the hole cards.

Three streamers of light streaked across the sky, but, unlike the ordinary warriors of the Death Empire, the streamers on these three people were not silver, but dark yellow.

The emperor of the alien race and the masters behind him stared at the direction where the three streamers flew from, and subconsciously frowned.

"Terran Martial Saint?" the Wolf Emperor asked softly with narrowed eyes?

"It's a Martial Saint!" the Leopard King showed a hint of surprise, "It's just, how are they three little dolls." ”

Emperor Niu sneered and said: "It's just three Martial Saints, for us, it's just three more to die, and they all happened to be solved together." ”

The other two emperors nodded indifferently, they had an absolute advantage in numbers, so even if the other party came with any masters, they couldn't change the tide of the battle.

As emperors, they have this self-confidence.

The Martial Saint of the Human Race is just holding on now, if Ji Kun doesn't withdraw his troops, I'm afraid that there will be a continuous fall of Martial Saints.

The three figures were in the shape of a pin, like three sharp spears that were fiercely inserted into the battlefield, and the martial saints of the alien race naturally noticed the three martial saints flying in, but after seeing their size, they were subconsciously despised.

These three people turned out to be three children, especially the person who was the leader, and it turned out to be a ...... Toddler.

Yes, toddler, his height is not even the knees of the wolf clan, let alone compared to the brute bull clan, the arms of the brute bull clan are far thicker than the baby's waist.

The toddler's face was filled with a harmless smile.

Although the other two people around him are older, they are only in their teens, and their faces are still full of immature innocence.

(End of chapter)