Boom!

Not a word of conversation, not a word of nonsense, the equally elite and imposing legions of both sides, collided together.

In an instant, bronze fighting energy, silver fighting energy, gold fighting energy, colorful light rushed to the sky, like a light source, reflecting the entire sky in all colors, under the changing light, but with unimaginable fierce killing power.

When the legions collided, the strength of one person was quite limited, and only by relying on the strength of many people could they resist the terrible attack from the opposite side.

Rumble!

In an instant, the sky above the Holy Legion changed, and a huge crack was torn in the void, and strong sunlight shone out of it, forming a vortex of halos. A little bit of light, spreading outward, like bright gold dust, makes the whole space shine.

In a burst of vocal praise, a huge figure walked out of the whirlpool, and in an instant, the light shone on the world, and there was a phantom of a two-winged angel, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and the huge wings were slowly stretching out, and a little bit of light swirled around, as if he was like an elf, brilliant and dazzling.

"Great God of Light, your faithful servant, pray for your arrival to eradicate all the evils of the world with the power of light, and let the light shine to every corner of the world!"

The voices and chanting slowly converged, forming a sound, a force that was invisible to the naked eye, and it was flowing down everyone's body, pouring into the body of the two-winged angel phantom.

Swish!

The eyes suddenly opened, like the bright light of the sun, shining on the earth, where they looked, people did not dare to look at each other, and the coercion from the soul made everyone tremble.

Rumble!

In the sky above the Dark Legion, a surging demonic aura soared into the sky. In the depths of the cracked chasm, demonic energy surged, and an equally huge black shadow walked out of it.

The Dark Messenger under the Throne of the Dark Gods, armed with a scythe and a soul charmer, is also a terrifying deity.

The sharp surface of the dark scythe, the flowing streamer, like the fluctuation of the soul, slashed from above, making people feel a kind of creepy. The gaze is as if the soul is going to be contained in it.

Angel of Light!

The Bright Archangel Sword, which radiates infinite light, forms a light shield that envelops the Legion of Divine Light.

And the death scythe that circulated with the luster of the dementor was also full of demonic energy, and the demonic energy that flowed like a dark cloud also formed a thick armor that protected everyone.

Rumble!

Just when light and darkness descended on the other side. In the sky above the Great Nine Dark Gods and Demons Legion, the heavens and the earth were vast, the clouds and mist were rolling, and the surging evil qi set off a roar like a frenzy of the angry sea. A thousand-foot crack appeared silently in the sky above, and a huge black shadow with a fierce momentum walked out.

The god of battle 'Minotaurs'!

Eighteen horns soar into the sky. The mighty wildness dissipates the power of light and darkness, bringing the momentum of a third wild battle into space.

This is a kind of courage to move forward and not be afraid of hardships and dangers. Difficulties and obstacles cannot stop the courage to move forward, and if you move forward, you are invincible!

A heavy and huge battle axe, held in one hand and held in the other, a huge shield, half of the armor on its body overflowing with golden light, standing in the void, the momentum even above the gods of light and darkness.

Roar!

A pair of glowing eyes, staring at the angel and the dark messenger on the other side, heavy white gas spurted out of his nostrils, although he didn't speak, he could still feel his excited breath, a kind of excitement of battle.

The Keitel Minotaur also inherited the talent of the bull-headed god 'Minotaurs', and they have been constantly fighting and challenging since they were children, so that the race without much complicated thinking has become one of the eight main battle races of the Beamon Empire.

Similarly, Ye Han is also full of excitement of adventure and battle, so he will continue to challenge more powerful existences, constantly surpass himself, and reach his current height.

Rumble!

With one step, the sky cracked, and the huge body brought up a raging tide, striding towards the Angel of Light and the Dark Bringer.

Sou!

The two-winged angel, with a haughty gaze and a cold expression, waved the sword of the archangel in his hand to meet it.

Rattle!

The Dark Messenger laughed strangely, the black mist surged, and his body was like a dark cloud, whistling, and the sharp scythe shimmered in the sunlight.

Thundered!

The bull-headed god of war phantom waved the big axe in his hand, and the heavy force seemed to split the heavens and the earth, and the force split Huashan and smashed it on the sword of the archangel.

The heavens and the earth shook, the thunder rolled, and the angel phantom body couldn't help but retreat back hundreds of meters, and the sharp light spots on his body exploded in a circle, and his body couldn't help shaking.

At the same moment, a dull sound sounded among the Divine Light Legion, a few Light Knights shook off their horses, and the Holy Cross Legion vomited blood to the end, some struggling to occupy it, and many lay there silently, their souls shattered.

Clang!

The axe was not withdrawn, and the golden shield of the other hand blocked to the left, and a deafening trilling sound of metal striking echoed in the void. Immediately, the golden shield pushed and crashed into the death scythe that came back.

The circulating brilliance dimmed a little, and the Dark Legion also fell, and there were also corpses whose souls were shattered and died.

Compared to the two elite legions, the first legion of the Beamon Empire, the 'Great Nine Dark Gods and Demons Legion', many people turned pale, and some vomited blood and fell, but some quickly stood up.

Face the two legions and still have the upper hand!

It seems that the summoned gods and demons are fighting in the phantom shadow, but in fact, it is a confrontation between strength and soul, and the hardships and dangers are no worse than the hand-to-hand combat of the collision of swords.

In fact, whether it was the two-winged archangel phantom summoned by the Divine Light Legion, or the Death Messenger of the Dark Legion, and the Minotaur of the Bull-headed God of War rising above the Great Nine Dark Gods and Demons Legion, they were all existences that surpassed the powerhouses of the ordinary Void Secret Energy Dao, which were equivalent to the powerhouses of the peak realm.

Each collision would cause a vast wave of qi to roll, causing a black shadow of the void to shatter. The terrifying force created surpassed the sound of ordinary armies fighting, shook the heavens and the earth, and became the center of the battlefield.

Boom, boom, boom......

Although the phantom of the bull-headed god of war is one against two, it is condensed from the phantom of the gods and demons. It can be seen that the strength of the Great Nine Dark Gods and Demons Legion is above the two Holy Sees, and the Minotaur, the Minotaur God of War, is the god of war believed by the Minotaur clan in legends, and he is extremely violent, known as the Battle Minotaur, not a two-winged angel, and the Dark Death Messenger can compare.

The golden shield and the battle axe of the divine soldier, between swings, will be the two-winged angel and the dark death messenger. The fight regressed again and again, the spirit shook, the phantom shook, and the warriors of the Divine Light Legion and the Dark Legion fell to the ground without warning, dying silently.

With the passage of time, the earth-shattering battle not only did not fall silent, but became more and more intense, stimulated by the strong blood qi. The warriors' eyes were scarlet, and they kept waving their weapons forward, and there was only one thought left in their minds.

'The enemy in front of you must be killed!'

A fight for the dead. The blood-colored plains have become the battlefield of Shura, and the corpses are piled up, and the blood flows and seeps into the ground. The ground that was originally dark red has become vivid.

In the sky, the Minotaur, the bull-headed god of war, wields the battle axe in his hand. Using the golden shield, the two gods and demons on the opposite side kept retreating, and the defeat was almost certain.

On the ground, the powerful orc legion, resisting the impact of the human army, began to switch to the rhythm of counteroffensive, constantly impacting the battle formation of the human army, and the scale of war began to pour towards the Beamon Empire.

However, at this moment, no one dares to conclude that this war will be won by the Beamon Empire. After all, it was those powerhouses of the Void Secret Dao realm who would decide the final outcome of the war, especially the saint-level ancestors, who were the final deciding factor.

There was a loud bang, a huge sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone followed the reputation, only to find that the two-winged angel summoned by the Holy Light Legion, the sword of the archangel was stuck by the golden shield, and the battle axe raised high by the phantom of the bull-headed god of war struck the head, and shattered in response.

The bright light suddenly burst into endless bits of light, as if rendering the sky into a starry night sky. However, in a second, the light point shattered, the energy shock wave, turned into a shocking storm, the surging wind roared, swept by, and rushed into the large array of the Holy Light Legion, for a while, the breath was disordered, the force was out of control, almost all the bronze warriors vomited blood and died, and their souls were shattered by life, and the silver warriors also fell by about sixty percent, even the powerful gold warriors also fell by one-third.

Just this blow, the Holy Light Legion suffered heavy losses, losing more than half of its combat power. And the dark deathbringer's hideous pupils showed a trace of terror, and his body moved, turning into black mist and quickly hindering his legs, as if he was afraid of the terrifying and mighty Minotaur God of War.

For the fleeing Dark Death Messenger, the Bull-headed God of War Phantom just glanced at it, and did not pay attention to it, but instead raised the big axe in his hand, and in the void, the surging power of heaven and earth swarmed in, pouring into the big axe, and in an instant, the brilliance was dazzling, containing a strong rule of heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The great axe slashed through the highest point, slashing a long crack in the void, and slashed straight down, slashing towards the Holy Legion of Light, obviously preparing to wipe out this Legion of Apologists of the Holy See of Light from heaven and earth.

Whoosh!

The light shot straight up, and the figures exuding a strong aura of light went straight towards the phantom of the bull-headed god of war Minotaur, and the chief and deputy commanders of the Divine Light Legion naturally did not watch it, and the legion was destroyed and indifferent.

Thundered!

In an instant, thunder rolled, and the aftermath of the explosion set off a dark void like a tide, spreading and bending in all directions, enveloping the space in all directions.

"Damn the Holy See of Light, are you bullying me than no one in the Empire!"

An angry voice suddenly sounded, the Bright Holy See under the 'Temple of Gods' was so shameless, the master of the Void Secret Energy Dao realm, intervened in the legion war, arousing the anger of a group of people who were stronger than the Beamon Empire.

Whoosh!

One figure after another leaped up, standing proudly in the void, and the surging force seemed to engulf the void.

...... (To be continued......)

PS: The third update is complete.