Relying on this common tragedy between the two sides, and the nine thousand years of guarding by the Lord of the Forbidden Land.

If the Void Spirit Turtle Clan could come down once every thousand years and give a sufficient amount of Sacred Blessing Stones, as before, I am afraid that the current underworld would already be the world of the Eternal Realm.

The aberrant soul bodies should have been killed to the point of needing human protection, just like the soul beasts on the Douluo Continent.

It's a pity......

There is no such if.

It was as if the race had completely vanished, never to be seen again.

The Holy Monarch shook his head, revealing for the first time a clear tendency to refuse: "The matter of the forbidden land should not be mentioned again, the lord of the forbidden land is not something we can control and drive. If hope is pressed on her, the chances of success are even slimmer than the radical plan. ”

Seeing that the Swift Monarch was about to speak again, the Divine Monarch paused and continued:

"Swift, you have good intentions, I understand. The Lord of the Forbidden Lands is powerful, but it is a double-edged sword beyond our control. Once this sword is really unsheathed, whether it will kill the enemy or damage itself is not something we can say. ”

"If one day we are really cornered, it is not impossible to unsheath this double-edged sword to fight for that glimmer of life. But right now, the success rate of this thing is too low. Even if we do release it, whether she will make a move is another matter. ”

The Swift Monarch let out a long sigh and stood up to apologize, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm the one who got the finger out of the bull, and it's not a good idea. ”

"It's okay, it's okay to mention it, we need more ideas and ideas now, so as to collide with more inspiration and sparks." The Holy Monarch waved his hand slightly, "So...... Do you have a solution? I know it's a cliché, but it's something we have to rack our brains to consider. ”

The Shrek monarch named Agni spoke, "Your Majesty, why don't we try a compromise?" Lead the team as a monarch and try to go to the place of home again. I know that this is likely to be a journey with no return, so I would like to be the captain of the death squad and open the way for everyone......"

Just when many councillors were gossiping into the discussion session, Sky Fox and the Swift Monarch were quietly communicating with their soul power in private.

"The hatred of 10,000 years ago, have you not let go of it to this day? What's more, you are still the victor of the past years. You've mentioned it more than once over the millennia. The teacher is already like this, are you still refusing to let her go? Or do you have other selfish motives? ”

“...... No, I've already let it go, I just want to use her combat power. No matter what, she is also a divine soul that has almost completed her transformation, and she only needs the last immortal qi empowerment to ascend to the immortal existence. It's a shame to put it there and not use it. ”

"Do you believe this yourself? What do you do to this deceiver? ”

"Aren't we ghosts now?"

"Huh."

“...... Well, I'll admit, I did let it go, you know. But I do have selfish intentions, and this time it's true, and I'm not lying to you. ”

"Do you still want to try to return to Yang and return to the Douluo Continent? Don't think about it, even she can't open the spatial barrier of the Temple of the Afterlife, that place can only go out, not enter. If we want to be able to enter, His Majesty the Divine Majesty would have taken us back to kill us a long time ago, what happened to Tang San 10,000 years ago? ”

"How do you know if you haven't tried it? What if? ”

"Okay, then even if there is this in case, let me remind you, it is a place where you can go to the divine realm, and the divine realm has not discovered us yet, so you can steal the fun. If the Divine Realm knew the true situation outside the Temple of the Afterlife, it didn't know what moths would be born. How dare you joke with the lives of these billions of undead? I don't believe you've done this. 10,000 years have passed, and you should let him go. ”

"I can't let it go, I can't let it go. Because I know in my heart that it was not his fault, and I will never forget his stunned and desperate eyes. He in the divine realm is far more painful than me in the underworld. I knew he was alive, but he was afraid to think I was dead. How much his heart must have hurt over the years......"

“...... Almost, listening to you for thousands of years, I don't know if his heart is tortured, anyway, my soul is quite tortured. If you talk about his hard work, you might as well seriously think about how we will survive the next hundred years. If the kingdom of eternal sleep is over, you will never see him in your second life. ”

"I've thought about it, and I've already made a decision. If this discussion doesn't come to a conclusion, the next meeting of the Shrek department will support His Majesty's radical plan, and I will bring Fire, Storm, and Aoki to the team. ”

"Take all the three extreme attributes away? You've hollowed out all your Shrek's old books. In case the plan dies, aren't you going to leave Shrek behind? The remaining two are the one with a sledgehammer, an old dragon, this is not your lineage, nor is it an acquaintance of our time. ”

"No, there's no need, our Shrek has inherited a good land on the Douluo Continent, and there will inevitably be stronger geniuses in the future. The Holy Land of Soul Masters, which has been respected by the world for thousands of years, is much more stable than the position of your Martial Soul Hall at the beginning. In other words, on the matter of the broken inheritance of the Martial Spirit Palace, what would you say about the last saint? ”

"You me ......"

While the two female monarchs were communicating privately, the parliamentarians who were discussing the same thing on the surface also discussed the results.

"Everyone, be silent."

The Holy Monarch spoke in a deep voice, his solemn eyes looking around, and everywhere he passed was silent.

"I believe that you have already made your own decisions in your hearts on the topic just now, so now, vote on the proposal that was just sent out by the fire. Members who agreed to take the initiative to launch another offensive and start a second call for help are invited to raise their hands. ”

The underworld is barren, and the resources can no longer be described as scarce.

It can be said that it is basically zero.

There are not even rivers and water resources here.

Whether it's the purple grass of the Land of Home, or the twisted ancient trees found in the Realm of Eternal Sleep and the Forest of Aberration, they all survive by absorbing the power of death.

This is also the fact that the undead do not need to be clothed, let alone eat or drink.

Otherwise, what a catastrophic thing it would be?

Resources are so scarce that the Holy Monarch has long forbade the cultivation of such flashy things.

With those kung fu, it is better to practice more.

Therefore, even the vote of the Eternal Council chose the most primitive and simple way - a raise of hand.

When the Holy Sovereign's voice fell, everyone in the church raised their hands in agreement.

There is no need for other factions, and the number of votes in favor is already more than half.

Of course, there can't be only so many people who choose to agree.

Under the leadership of the Swift Monarch, everyone in the Shrek family also raised their hands.

At this point in the voting, it no longer matters whether the Ontology Sect and the Sun and Moon System agree or not, the approval rate has reached the standard, and the proposal is passed.

With the final result confirmed, another period of discussion followed.

How should this battle be launched, which legion should launch the main attack, who should lead it, and which monarch should be the captain or the only participant in this mission......

There are still many details to be worked out.

Even if the pressure of survival avoids the quarrel of a political party like a secular state, the survival of billions of undead is at stake, and all this does not allow many parliamentarians to be careless.

All council members entered the underground facility before the Wind of Rest arrived, continuing the unfinished discussion.

By the time the dust had settled and the specific implementation plan and details had been finalized, it was already the sixth hour that the winds of rest had begun to blow.

Many of the parliamentarians have dispersed.

or go back to repair the armor stomach and prepare for the next big war;

Or go back and take out the stored Chaos Soul Crystals to absorb and recover, in order to recover to the peak as soon as possible.

The Holy Monarch let out a long sigh, blurred himself, and turned to enter another room.

There was nothing but a pile of blank planks and a handful of small wooden tombstones.

These small tombstones are like the ranks of Blue Star Huaxia, densely arranged in this underground room.

As long as it is a fallen king or monarch, there will be a place here.

These "tablets" are all inscribed and carved by the hands of the Holy Monarch, representing their existence in this land.

"Seven more brothers left...... This time it's a complete walk. ”

The Holy Monarch took off his Saint-blessed armor and sat on the ground with seven wooden plaques.

The soul power condensed into a blade, outlining the traces of the Dao on the blank wooden board.

There was no need to compare the list, he remembered the names and looks of every king-level undead, which were buried deep in his heart.

"In the past, when I was alive, I helped my sister manage such a big organization as the church, and I fought with soul beasts all day long, blessed everyone in the world, and worked until I died."

"I thought I was liberated and handed over the burden, but I ended up dying anyway, and I was the one who did the work? And it's a lot more than it used to be. Alas...... When can this kind of day be a head? ”

The Holy Monarch muttered under his breath, reaching out to pull out an empty seat in the wall, and placed the carved tablet in order to the place it had just been dug up.

The whole room was full of tablets.

In this environment without any light, it is extremely eerie.

"I heard from the reincarnated boys and girls that the divine thoughts you left behind in the Angel Temple have disappeared. Sister, sister, did you really successfully break away from the divine realm, or did you play to death for yourself? ”

"I said that you shouldn't have used your mind to talk to me every day, which is good, and I don't have anything to add to it when I run out. How did you set the criteria for the succession of the god throne back then, and chose such a stupid girl with a sober mind as the heir? ”

"Alas...... I knew that I would continue to do this mess when I died, I shouldn't have been able to do it in the first place, and I shouldn't have been nostalgic for the family happiness of future generations, how good is it to go to the divine realm with you to enjoy happiness? ”

"It's nothing good to live in the world for a thousand more years by relying on the power of faith, I have been doing hard work all day long, and the god position has not been cast. Why is there already a god of light in the divine realm! I'm a great titan ape! ”

At this point, the Holy Monarch couldn't stop his resentment.

The resentment is so strong that it is almost condensed into substance, and it is not a problem to resurrect one hundred and eighty evil sword immortals.

"These unscrupulous descendants are really more incompetent than the other. Even if you let people build a country in advance, how can you still let people destroy it? Even the organization that Lao Tzu worked so hard to pull up made people dig up the roots. If you don't cultivate your own strength, you have nothing to do to steal the country, it's really an incorrigible pig brain! If you don't have the strength, what will you do to be in power? ”

"The Lord of the Forbidden Land is also an out-and-out waste with a sick brain, and he has taken the divine throne for decades and inherited it, and he doesn't know how to hurry up to complete the divine exam, so what kind of internal struggle is there to do here? I have already taken the god exam, can there be so many bad things that are upside down! It's really that the mother and daughter share the same brain, and they can't tell what is prioritized. ”

"Even if you set up the Narauszi Martial Spirit Empire cleanly, and everything is sorted out, the world is stable, and then you can liquidate the factions! I'm dead, and I'm going to come to the underworld to toss me again, damn! If you are able to understand, what if this great Martial Spirit Hall is given to you to rule? ”

"And this one called Chihiro, it's really a lot of waste! To have more animals, more animals! If it weren't for Lao Tzu who couldn't enter the Temple of Rebirth, Lao Tzu would have allowed you to be reincarnated!? Ahh It's really annoying to me! I'm mad at me! Woe to the family! What scum of the family! ”

As soon as he thought of this "family of three" who was not very sober-minded, the Holy Monarch was angry.

It's really not a family, and it doesn't enter a family.

The church, an organization that has been established since the birth of Douluo's human civilization, is stunned to let these three people be defeated in two generations, do you think the Holy Monarch can not be angry?

If anyone else were here, they would have been shocked by the way he was beating his chest and scolding.

Where else is this Divine Monarch who has ruled the Eternal Sleeping Realm for tens of thousands of years, sheltered hundreds of millions of undead, and forcibly opened up a path of cultivation?

This kind of broken thoughts looks like a deep resentful woman.

If the outside knew that the Holy Monarch was already tired to the point of wanting to leave it alone, they didn't know how much storm it would set off.

After tens of thousands of years of sleepless work, even an iron man can't bear it.

However, he only chatters, complains and complains in private when there is no one.

He knew in his heart that he was carrying the lives of billions of undead and the burden of the entire Realm of Eternal Sleep.

He can't afford to be slack, he can't be weak.

With a huge responsibility lying in his heart, he must always show himself to the outside world the image of an ancient and wise iron-fisted king.

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If he really stops picking on it, I'm afraid there will be a violent upheaval in the entire Eternal Sleeping Realm.

Who but he has so much power and prestige over all the undead monarchs and kings in the entire Realm of Eternal Sleep?

Neither can the Shining Sovereign, who is second only to him.

The Holy Monarch didn't want the country he had worked so hard to build to unite everyone and collapse overnight.

How many undead should lose this hard-won second life?

After the death of the living, the soul goes to the temple of rebirth, and there is still a chance of reincarnation.

But once the undead die, there's nothing left.

After a fierce scolding, the Holy Monarch fell silent again, like a deflated ball.

He sat slumped in the basement, staring into the void in a daze.

After a while, he muttered in a low voice: "It would be nice if I could perfect the way of building the soul heart, but I was just the last trembling, I am also a pig brain, why can't I think of it?" ”

"If I can condense the heart of a complete soul, my normal combat power can be maintained at the peak of Extreme Douluo. If it is combined with the crystallization of the power of faith that I have accumulated for thousands of years during my lifetime, I should be able to burst out with a power that is no less than that of the Lord of the Forbidden Land. This thing is more or less a demigod, right? Although it didn't work out in the end. ”

"Even if it's not a real divine soul, the strength level can be comparable, and it's definitely enough to beat those brainless people. With such great power, wouldn't it be easy to sweep away the distorted soul body? At that point, I can really take a break......"

"Alas...... When will she be sober for a while, let me study and refer to the composition of the divine soul, it is really a headache...... It would be nice if the old lady was still there, and she would be on top of the sky when the sky fell, and I would just take care of the rear. Let me go to fight...... I'm really not good at this kind of thing......"

For a long time, the Holy Monarch was lonely in the tablet showroom to vent his resentment.

When the winds of rest had subsided, the Holy Monarch went out in armor.

With a resolute face and a serious expression, he is still the supreme leader of the country that rules over countless undead.

is still the Divine Emperor who has suppressed the underworld for tens of thousands of years.

......

The aberrant soul body is very face-saving this time, and it has not yet attacked the city for more than twenty days, which gives the entire Eternal Sleeping Realm a chance to breathe.

But if they don't come, the undead will go in person.

A war between the two races is about to begin.

Outside of the Eternal Council, twenty-six monarchs and all the royal ranks were already waiting here.

They were all dressed in black Saint Blessing armor with an awe-inspiring battle intent on their bodies.

Countless legions of mid-level undead are lined up here, and their entire faces are filled with perseverance and high spirits.

The Eternal Sleep Realm has been unable to squeeze out more Blessed Stones to build armor for their entire army.

But the belief in victory has not wavered for a moment.

It was, it is, and it will be in the future.

The fluctuation of soul power surged up on the body of each undead, and the battle intent above the large area of phalanx soared to the sky, and even the power of death was dispersed.

No matter which faction the members are, in the face of the war of the aberrant soul body, they are comrades-in-arms, they are robes, and they are companions who can be absolutely trusted.

With the exception of the scouts of the intelligence services who roam the walls of the Sigh and the undead soldiers and artisans who guard in fixed shifts, all the forces that can be fought in the entire Realm of Eternal Sleep are assembled here.

Compared with the small fights of no more than one million people on the Douluo Continent, this is a real all-out war, and it is also a real all-out war.

The mid-level undead phalanx of all levels lined up in a long line, lying behind the sighing wall.

From left to right, you can't see the end at all.

There were no grand departure ceremonies, no uplifting pre-war slogans.

All the undead standing here have already carved the battle against the aberrant soul body into their bones.

Without any encouragement, this is the life they know best.

Practice, fight.

Every once in a while, we will meet the siege of the deformed soul body.

Either cultivate for a breakthrough in the war, or fall and die in the war.

That's pretty much all they have to live in the underworld.

The Holy Monarch floats to his feet and stands on a tower of hope that feeds the Wall of Sighs.

The calm voice was wrapped in soul power and conveyed to the whole army: "All the army, attack." ”

The twenty-six undead monarchs with solemn faces led a large number of king-level undead to disappear on the spot in an instant, rushing to their respective teams.

Countless formations of armies, led by the kings, marched in unison beyond the walls of sighing, like a forest of steel in motion.

On the surface of the Tower of Hope, pure white soul power filled it, lighting up one mysterious pattern after another.

The entire tower lit up completely, humming slightly.

At this moment, the entire wall of the sighing high wall changed, and it trembled like water waves.

One undead after another walked straight inside, through the miraculous creations left behind by the Ethereal Turtle Clan, and into the realm of eternal sleep.

One by one, the teams crossed the wall of sighs and silently stepped onto this battlefield that had been fought for tens of thousands of years.

This is a barren plain at the junction with the Forest of Distortion, and it is also the plain with the strongest power of death.

After years of fighting, there is no vegetation here, and there are no notable landmarks, only potholes and traces of battle.

The silent army moved forward, moving extremely fast under the leadership of the monarchs.

Once, eight thousand and nine hundred years ago, they had broken through the walls of Sighs and expanded the borders of the Eternal Realm in an attempt to completely destroy the front established by the Soul Lords of the Anobered Souls.

At the beginning of the war, with a large number of Holy Blessing Stones and the deterrent power left by the Lord of the Forbidden Land, although the advancement of the Eternal Sleeping Realm was difficult, it still chiseled the nails into the interior of the Forest of Distortion step by step.

They have even built a large number of forward fortresses and outposts made of the Holy Bless Stone within the Forest of Aberrations to defend against the attacks of the Aberrant Souls.

But soon, with the massive consumption and inability to replenish the Holy Blessing Stone, the entire Eternal Sleep Realm fell into a resource crisis.

As a result, they were forced to abandon the battle line that they had been pushing hard, dismantling a large number of Blessed Stone creations, and shrinking step by step, leaving only a few hidden safe houses.

Eventually, the undead had to retreat back into the walls of sighing, defending them passively for thousands of years.

Now, once again, they are out of the wall, approaching the borders of the Eternal Sleeping Realm, once at its most glorious days.

Just when the Eternal Sleeping Realm was fighting against the water, almost all the living forces of the entire country were dispatched to gain a glimmer of life.

Hundreds of aberrant soul lords also gathered together, noisily discussing something.

A lord that looked like a giant octopus, but with four dragon claws, spoke:

"Dragon King, your plan has completely failed. Not only did the crippled dragon under your command die on its own, but it also led us to lose nine quasi-lord-level subordinates one after another, and the ordinary ninth and eighth orders were even more numerous. Tell me, what should I do now? You have to give everyone an account. ”

As soon as these words came out, several top lords responded one after another.

Judging by the unkind expressions on their faces, these are all lost men.

The quasi-lord level is not a cabbage, and if you die, you don't know how many thousand years it will take to make it up again.

Even if there are as many ordinary seventh-order and eighth-order as many as a cow's hair, this successive loss is not a thing!

The lord who was called the dragon king looked like a complete dragon, and the specific race was indistinguishable.

But at this time, its face was also gloomy as water, and it was extremely unsightly.

The fusion dragon that was killed by Huo Yutong was its most powerful subordinate, and it was still distressed!

"Confess? What do I confess? Why didn't you see any opinions when you were scrambling to get your souls one by one? Now that something has happened, the blame is all on Lao Tzu? Fuck off your dead octopus, don't pretend to be a calf with me, just do it if you don't accept it. ”

The dragonclaw octopus suddenly stopped talking.

If you really do it, it really can't beat this dragon who calls itself the Dragon King.

This is the strongest of all the lords.

Nine thousand years ago, he even received a move from the Lord of the Forbidden Land and did not die, so you can imagine how powerful his combat power is.

The rest of the lords who lost their men also did not look good.

The subordinates of the eighth and seventh orders died when they died, and for the aberrant souls with a population of more than tens of billions, how many such subordinates should be.

But the existence of the ninth order is not so easy to cultivate.

Although it seems to be quite a lot in the entire group, there are thousands of them, which is more than ten times that of the king level of the Eternal Sleeping Realm.

But if the profit is divided into the hands of hundreds of lords, there will not be much left.

It's distressing to die!

Originally, they went to hunt down that team of king-level undead who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and there was no room for them to mix, let alone lose anything.

But who knows, the quasi-lord-level subordinates sent out by those great lords not only failed to kill all these undead, but were killed one after another when chasing and killing the last king-level undead.

Ten quasi-lord-level deaths, what a terrifying thing?

Not only that, but after killing the ten lords who were chasing and killing, the only remaining undead seemed to have changed his character.

Instead of trying to make his way towards his home, he began to charge back and forth in reverse, waiting for an opportunity to slaughter mid-level aberrant souls.

In this way, not only was the mid-level power ecological region of the distorted soul body wantonly destroyed.

Those territories were located in the rear, and the small lords who were close to the "novice village" were even more unlucky, and news of their subordinates being killed came one after another.

They don't dare to disperse to absorb soul fragments now, so when they attack the city, they bring the whole family with them, and hug each other as much as possible.

In the past half a year, there have been more than forty ninth-order aberrant soul bodies that have been murdered.

Now many lords are wondering, is this guy breaking through to the monarch level on the verge of battle?

Can the peak of the king level be so strong?

Of course, the peak of the king level cannot be so strong.

With Dusty Heart's combat power, he was able to single-handedly deal with any quasi-lord-level who was pursuing.

But if the other party still has an accomplice or helper, then he will inevitably turn around and run.

Can......

That used to be.

It is true that the dust heart only has the peak of the king level.

It can be calculated according to the comparison of the combat power of the underworld, Huo Yutong, who can show the combat power of Extreme Douluo for a long time, undoubtedly has monarch-level strength!

If her hole cards are exhausted, even among the twenty-seven monarchs of the Eternal Sleeping Realm, her strength is enough to be at the top.

Even the weakest quasi-demigod limit, the gap in combat power between it and the ninety-eighth level peak is huge.

Even the ninety-eighth-level peak and wearing the top-of-the-line three-character fighting armor could not erase this gap.

This is clearly stated in the original book, and the ninety-eight-level peak wearing the three-character Dou Armor will definitely be suppressed by the quasi-demigod Extreme Douluo.

On the twisted ancient tree, a huge strange bird lord let out a sharp voice: "I have sent fast men to reconnoiter before, and I have found some clues, this matter really can't be blamed entirely on the dragon king, it is our initial intelligence that is wrong." ”

"Is there a mistake in the information?"

The dragon king's scarlet dragon eyes glared, and his whole body was full of momentum.

"Old bird, what did you find? What exactly is the situation? How can a mere king-level peak kill ten of our quasi-lord-level subordinates? ”

The dragon claw octopus also echoed: "Yes, not only did he kill so many of our quasi-lords, but also many clansmen of other ranks were murdered. Could it be that what is it called...... What Seven Kills really broke through to the monarch level? ”

The giant strange bird quacked twice, and the eyes of the yin owl scanned back and forth over the lords:

"Of course not, the undead are not soul masters, their cultivation breakthroughs need to be accumulated slowly, and their combat power will be enhanced bit by bit, where is there any such thing as a battle?"

"To tell you the truth, it's not the Seven Killing Kings who broke through, but a monarch-level breakthrough that we've never seen before! You rice buckets! Stupid pig! Soulless blind bastard! ”

"What!? A monarch never seen before? ”

"You fart! There is a limit to joking, too! ”

"No way, it's absolutely impossible!"

"There's no way we can't find out when the monarch comes in! You're questioning our strength! ”

"yes, weird bird, don't be funny, it's not funny."

Many of the lords were taken aback, and their scalps tingled as they denied it.

Even though they have long since lost their scalps, the trembling feedback of fear is still faithfully fulfilling their duties.

Now, no one even refuted the strange birds who scolded them for being rice buckets and stupid pigs.

Many of the smaller lords behind the ground are all in danger.

If it was just the pinnacle of the king level, many lords would not pay attention to it at all.

Send any of the most rubbish lords to kill them.

However, the existence of the monarch is not something they can deal with alone.

Of the twenty-seven known monarchs in the realm of eternal sleep, any one of them can beat at least three or five of them, and it is still the one who has the upper hand.

If it weren't for the fact that the number of other level aberrant soul bodies was really outrageous, compared to the high-end combat power alone, the Eternal Sleep Realm actually had some advantages.

Even the strongest dragon king against the weakest swift monarch will be played with by the other party, and the head of the rat will be scurried.

Not to mention other lords.

Therefore, after hearing that a monarch ran in, the little lords were completely unsettled.

There are even those who have a good relationship and are discussing in a low voice in a group, whether to simply stop attacking the city and forget it.

If this war, which has been going on for a year and a half, continue to be fought like this, and if the domestic threat is not solved first, I am afraid that even the hometown will be blown away after returning home!

"Old bird, don't tease us, how can we not sense the existence of a monarch? And a previously unknown monarch? The Dragon Lord asked in disbelief.

The giant monster bird twisted its neck: "Believe it or not, and I can tell you with certainty that this new monarch has never appeared before, I have no impression of her, and it is very likely that she is the hole card of the Eternal Sleeping Realm." ”

"The Holy Blessing Armor she is wearing makes me feel like she is alive, even stronger than the one worn by the Holy Emperor, a bit like the Soul Guide Armor in the Yang Realm."

The lord who looked like another giant ape wondered, "When did the Eternal Sleep Realm still hide such a female undead who has never even been on the battlefield?" Could it be the heir secretly cultivated by the Holy Emperor? ”

"Or was the one in the forbidden land awake for a short time, and then something came out? The first few times, she gave us a lot of hum. Strange bird, do you have any more detailed information? ”

The giant monster bird immediately shook its head: "No! No! She must have been a spiritual soul master before her death, her soul power was terrifying, and her perception range was even greater, and it even gave me a sense of fear from the Lord of the Forbidden Land! ”

"With such an existence whose abilities are unknown, plus a Seven Killing King, how dare I step forward to investigate alone? I finally have a second life, and I haven't lived enough! If you want to know, you can go on your own! ”

Spiritual Soul Master!?

As soon as the strange bird lord said this, many lords turned extremely bad.

The spiritual soul master is too strong after being reincarnated as an undead.

The Sky Fox Lord in the Eternal Sleep Realm was a spiritual soul master during his lifetime, and his combat power was obvious to many lords.

Even if he was forcibly promoted to the monarch level overnight by the Lord of the Forbidden Land, his strong combat power was among the best among many monarchs.

Especially when all the soul skills in the previous life can be seamlessly connected, they can be directly transformed into soul skills, and the combat power formation speed should not be too fast.

If it was really an Extreme Douluo who majored in spiritual power before his death, then he would advance to the monarch level in a very short period of time, and everything would be reasonable.

The Strange Bird Lord quacked and screamed, "We must quickly unite and personally surround and kill him!" Sending out his subordinates alone is delivering food to her! Give her more food! Don't care about the impact and sigh wall, tens of thousands of years have been hit, not bad for this time! Before she could transfer, now, immediately, immediately, we have to strike quickly! Sortie! ”

Strike quickly?

Bananas, you are a bala, your beak is open and closed, but it is light.

Why the hell is this going to strike now?

Even the Dragon King Lord inevitably felt bitter in his heart.

If you want to exterminate the existence of this level, you must be prepared for heavy bleeding.

Many lords join forces, and if they can kill, they will definitely be able to kill.

But how to kill, this is a big question.

It doesn't make any sense to drive cannon fodder below the seventh order.

Driving the people who already have wisdom, they will be afraid, and it is still unknown how much strength they can exert.

The second life is precious, and those who can get to this point are all lucky people out of 100 million.

No lord is willing to give his life for other aberrant souls.

This is also the reason why when attacking the high wall of sighing, most of the people who can kill the wall are below the sixth order.

The truth of protecting oneself and taking advantage of the chaos to make a fortune is not something that only human beings understand.

The plans of the high-level aberrant souls are clear.

In this kind of protracted war, as long as you drag down the high-end combat power of the Eternal Sleeping Realm, and then let those cannon fodder without consciousness consume the other party's resources.

When the Eternal Sleep Realm is consumed to a certain extent, it will be a wonderful time to harvest.

It is only when they have a good chance that they will rise up and try to kill the kings and monarchs.

But this kind of siege against one or two people ......

Who was the first to be targeted?

How do you divide the soul after killing someone?

These are all issues that take a long time to get into the skin.

Unlike the efficiency and unity of the Eternal Sleeping Realm, there is no one in the Aberrant Soul Body that can convince the rest of the Lords on its own.

In this way, there is no mention of equitable distribution, unified allocation of resources, and so on.

Just when the atmosphere of the meeting of lords was at a stalemate, and all the lords were unwilling to be beaten up as the first bird, and only wanted to reap the benefits.

Suddenly, a sharp and terrible scream pierced the sky.

A ninth-order aberrant soul body in the shape of an emerald demon bird broke through the sky and appeared in front of many lords.

"Lords, the Eternal Sleeping Realm has been dispatched, and twenty-seven undead monarchs have joined forces to attack from the north! It's coming straight for us right now. ”

"What!?"

"Did I hear me right, how dare they come out of the wall of sighs on such a large scale?"

"It won't be to rescue the new monarch in our hinterland, right?"

"It's not impossible to ......"

Many lords couldn't believe their ears.

For a while, there was chaos in the field.

They couldn't believe that the Realm of Eternal Sleep would dare to attack them again after so long.

You must know that last time, in order to send the rescue team of Dust Heart into the depths of the Forest of Aberration, the Eternal Sleep Realm lost dozens of king-level, and even the existence of the monarch-level was also won by everyone.

The most seriously wounded one hadn't even been able to reappear on the battlefield for a whole year.

It's not enough to come once, but this time?

I really don't know whether to live or die!

Dealing with a single monarch requires arguing, and there is no need for such an all-round war to be negotiable.

Accustomed to the Eternal Sleeping Realm, the same is true of the Aberrant Soul Body.

Everyone is on the shoulders together.

Whether it is to kill the other party or unfortunately be killed by the other party, everything depends on the ability, and the real chapter will be seen under the hands!

The all-out assault on the Realm of Eternal Sleep could not have come at a better time.

The lords who were still struggling instantly united with their hatred and hatred, and they all greeted their younger brothers.

Majestic and high-spirited, he drove a large number of middle and low-level cannon fodder to the front line.

......

The barren plains are vast and desolate, and only the dead soil is bombarded by various attacks.

The uneven battlefield was filled with a large number of traces of being impacted by the energy of various systems, and then a large amount of soul power was kneaded.

After tens of thousands of years of tug-of-war, this protracted war has already destroyed the landscape of this land to the point that it is completely different from the original time.