In just half a day, on the turbulent battlefield, there were three million more soldiers and horses.

After the three armies were purged, Xuanyuan took a long breath of relief, looked down at the endless iron cavalry below, and the voice spread like thunder in all directions:

"The three armies obey the order!"

"In!"

On the battlefield, the four million army roared in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

"Those who have parents, wives and children in the family are listed in the ranks, those who have only children in the family are in the ranks, those who are both father and son in the army, their fathers are in the army, and those whose brothers are in the army are in the army, their brothers are in the ranks!"

"Whoever comes out of the queue will take over the responsibility of guarding the city of each dynasty in the Eastern Spirit Realm, but those who refuse to open the city gate will be killed!

"Kill!"

Above the sky, the big flag in Xuanyuan's hands shook, the mountains roared and the tsunami shook, and the four million soldiers and horses roared in unison. Endless battle blood boiled, and surging war intent swept the sky.

Under the vast sky, the wind and clouds are hanging, and the yellow sand is soaring.

In only half an hour, four million troops set out, like countless torrents of steel, rushing to all parts of the Eastern Spirit Realm to fight for the world.

In the rear of countless armies, the sound of war drums was like thunder.

There is a drama in the middle of the night, the gorgeous clothes sit high in the clouds, a song of the general's order, the iron bones are strong, the fighting spirit is sweeping the sky, and the army is strong.

There are ten dynasties champion Sima Changqing, the righteous spirit of the world is clothed, reciting the text of the thief, sprinkled with joy, and poured thousands of miles!

There were countless armies with guns and shields, and the sound of Jin Ge shook the mountains and rivers.

On this day, Xuanyuan, the thirty-second generation descendant of the Xuanyuan clan, raised troops, led four million, and entered the WTO to save Dongling!

......

In the Eastern Spirit Realm, the world has been turned upside down.

That pillar of blood that reached the sky lasted for more than a month, and the blood contained in it became more and more amazing. Within a radius of thousands of miles, it has long been covered by the endless sound of crows crying.

In the Qinglong Mountain Range, there is already a scene of martyrdom. The grass and trees died, the river dripped, and the corpses of birds and beasts were everywhere, tragic and infiltrating.

In one place in the Eastern Spirit Realm, there are millions of troops rushing to the Yin Yang Valley.

In the Zen Mountain, it is as peaceful and quiet as ever.

In front of the mountain gate, Cisheng, who was covered with dust, opened his eyes, glanced at the gloomy sky, and suddenly sighed with his hands folded.

Then, Cisheng groped his way up, bowed to Wuzen Temple, and turned around and went down the mountain.

In the forest of three thousand steles in the mountain behind Wuzen Temple, Lin Cangxue was still calmly suspended in the void, and the aura around her body gathered and dispersed between her breaths.

Between the latter's snow-white forehead, the lines of Wuhou are slowly outlined.

Bai Xiaopang was still asleep, sleeping in the dark, and the big white cat under his ass hadn't woken up for half a month.

In the pagoda, Lin Huang's appearance was as calm as ever, but there was blood flowing out of his mouth and nose, and the blood stains on it had dried up.

Before thinking about it, Lin Huang must have experienced a life-and-death struggle and almost lost his life, but now it seems that the danger has turned into safety, and his aura is much stronger than before.

In the Xuanhai, the two Heavenly Shura had already begun to fuse, but only a third of them had fused, and they looked a bit like Siamese Shura.

And just when the two Heavenly Shura fused, along with Lin Huang's breathing, countless Yuan Qi from heaven and earth was attracted to merge into the body, and it rushed towards the entrance in the body.

Time passes like water......

In the blink of an eye, Lin Huang has been in retreat for two months.

And Xuanyuan raised troops, led an army of millions under his command, and countless warriors in the East Spirit Realm, and rushed to the Yin and Yang Valley.

Qin Xuance led two million troops and began to truly ambush thousands of miles, using the entire Eastern Spirit Realm as a battlefield to attack and kill the puppet army......

In the face of the disaster in the Yin Yang Valley, the Eastern Spirit Realm seemed to have a trace of resistance.

But the real catastrophe did not come.

In the inner region of the Qinglong Mountain Range, even though the blood is soaring to the sky, it covers a hundred miles of territory. But the seal outside the blood pillar has not really been broken.

Once the seal was broken, a million blood crows rushed into the East Spirit Realm.

That's the real catastrophe.

At this time, even if Xuanyuan raised troops to appear outside the Yinyang Valley, before the seal was broken, he wanted to enter the Yinyang Valley, but he was helpless.

Just after Xuanyuan raised troops and rushed to the Yin Yang Valley, the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Tower completely stretched out their fangs and attacked towards the Drifting Snow Palace.

At this time, Yan Zangfeng had already appeared in the Yin Yang Valley, and he couldn't take care of the Drifting Snow Palace at all.

And the Thousand Sound Valley and the Ten Great Dynasties used to seem so powerful, but in the face of such a calamity, it was even a little difficult to protect themselves.

If it weren't for Qin Xuance leading two million troops to attack and kill the puppet army, I am afraid that in this Eastern Spirit Realm, the three major dynasties have been directly wiped out.

But even so, the Eastern Spirit Realm was already devastated.

Hundreds of people were displaced and fled for their lives in a panic. There are also countless people who have been controlled by the blood crow and turned into soulless puppets, killing wives and children like walking corpses.

Avenues, mountains and forests, cities and towns, blood and corpses can be seen everywhere.

But wherever the Blood Spirit Hall haunts, it is like a locust crossing the border, and not a single grass grows, even if it rests for fifty years, it is afraid that it will be difficult to restore the vitality and prosperity it once had.

The entire Eastern Spirit Realm was in danger before the million blood crows broke through the seal. Once a million blood crows fly into Dongling, what kind of human tragedy should it be?

......

Click!

I don't know when, there was a trace of crack in the pagoda in the forest of 3,000 steles in Wuchan Temple.

In the stupa, thousands of Buddhas are swirling, illuminating the entire space like a golden ocean. In the center of the golden ocean, there sat a young man in white clothes and white hair, as calm as an ancient Buddha.

Suddenly, the young man's fingers trembled.

With the trembling of the young man's fingers, a breath then swept out of his body, which was very faint but extremely domineering, which made people fearful.

In the Xuan Sea, the original conjoined Shura also merged into one and became the only existence.

In the surging Xuan Sea, the fused Shura seems to be two points better, but it is still ugly and scary. Under Shura's ribs, there are four other arms, which begin to slowly appear.

Suddenly......

The young man suddenly opened his eyes and let out a thunderous roar, which suddenly shattered the stupa above his head, like a long rainbow rushing into the void.

At this time, in front of the pagoda, there was a woman in white holding a sword with her eyes closed, and her breath was rising.

Bai Xiaopang's snoring sound, getting smaller and smaller, seemed to show signs of waking up.

In the long air, Lin Huang's arms stretched, his whole body was full of strength, and a manic aura was like waves permeating out of his body, and his momentum was like a dragon.

On Lin Huang's forehead, the veins representing the realm jumped rapidly, climbing towards a higher realm.

There was a crackling sound all around him, as if the power of silence was beginning to revival.

In the Xuan Sea, the Heavenly Shura roared, surging murderous aura, and his eight arms stretched out......