While Vulcan's territory was expanding dramatically, Vulcan as the leader remained in the original military camp.

In the barracks, the god of fire sat on the throne and was silent.

Below, the night stood silently, equally silent. Although he was called back from the front battlefield by the Vulcan, he was not surprised, nor was he dissatisfied.

It's not hard to understand - the monk's accomplishments are just terrifying!

The Vulcan can tolerate a powerful quasi-saint, but he can't tolerate a false saint being who can threaten his rule!

However, the dark night is still very calm, and although the fire god is not very good-tempered, he is still very trustworthy. Of course, it is more important because of the current situation.

The current situation seems to have the advantage on the side of Vulcan, but the actual difference in the balance of forces between the two sides is not large.

Originally, there were eight quasi-saints in the Ministry of Water, and there were nine without branches. And the water department plus the dark night is only seven quasi-saints, even if they win on the battlefield of the mobile legion, the ratio of the quasi-saints of the two sides has only become five to five, although the wave army was defeated, but the sleeve cloud quasi-saint still escaped.

In this case, if the Vulcan didn't use the night, the quasi-saints of the two sides would become four to five—and the Vulcan side would fall behind.

Although the average quasi-saint is not enough to see in front of the dark night, it is still a terrifying existence that ordinary legions cannot resist.

The gap of a quasi-saint is enough to destroy a powerful legion without the god of fire noticing!

So, if Vulcan wants to win, he must leave the night behind!

That's why he's calm!

After a moment of silence, the Vulcan spoke, "You stand in the rear. ”

"Yes!" Although guarding the rear will lose military power, he does not want military power.

As a result, the three Vulcan legions were integrated into two major legions, with 200,000 defenders in the rear, commanded by the night, and 2.5 million legions in the front, plus all the quasi-saints, commanded by the Vulcan.

Because of the nod of the night, the process went smoothly beyond Vulcan's expectations.

Just three days later, the huge corps had completed its formation. The terrifying legion rushed directly to the Mizube Royal Court, where the final decisive battle would break out.

Under the strange tacit understanding, the water god also assembled a huge army.

But because of the defeat in the war, the Water God Legion only has two million, but because there is one more quasi-saint in charge, the difference in strength between the two sides is not large.

The huge legion was far away, and the terrifying aura slowly spread.

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In the river of blood, the giant beast with two heads with a snake body was stunned for a moment in the river of blood, and then swung its snake tail and swam forward again.

Even the Blood River Ancestor in the secret realm of the island did not notice any abnormal changes in this snake-body giant beast.

However, one foot slammed down from above the snake-bodied beast, crushing the mighty serpent-body behemoth.

Orange eyes burst out of the beast's body, and even the monster's heart sank as it glanced at the golem that had appeared.

His concealment technique was of such high grade that it was impossible for him to be detected by a puppet, and even at the beginning, he was discovered by a black dragon of the Chaos Realm.

Although he didn't have a good sense of that black dragon, he also had to admit that the black dragon's secret technique was very strong.

Fortunately, he could no longer feel the breath of the black dragon.

But what's going on? How could this puppet be discovered! Could it be that the black dragon added the detection ability when creating this puppet? But with this level of detection ability, the value of this puppet is no worse than a Chaos Treasure, and it may even exceed a little!

I don't know why, but at least one thing is clear - this puppet can see through its own hidden secrets!

A palm suddenly appeared and slammed into it.

Rumble!

Orange eyeballs burst.

But the light was only a flash, and more than a dozen streamers shot out of the palm of his hand, turning into a dozen small orange eyes.

The puppet's feet fell from the sky again, shattering the space.

More than a dozen eyeballs were crushed, but two more disappeared into the shattered space.

The figure of the Blood River Ancestor appeared, his face calm, and he was not excited by the heavy damage to his orange eyes. On the contrary, his heart was heavy.

Puppets don't have the ability to detect, and even the puppets created by the Demon Emperor don't have such advanced functions. After all, the Demon Emperor created this puppet just as an insurance, and he preferred to put resources on himself than dealing with hidden dangers for the world. For cultivators, only strength is the real reliance!

In order to prevent this monster from silently devouring and growing, the Blood River Ancestor used a very stupid but useful method - he drove the puppet to kill every suspected target!

This puppet is at the peak level of the Great Sage, and if it really wants to fight, even the Great Sage of the Northern Hell is not necessarily the opponent of this terrible puppet.

As soon as the Blood River Ancestor thought about it, this puppet killed more than a dozen suspected quasi-saints in just a few days, including even an innocent pseudo-saint, and the rest of the Blood River lives were even hundreds!

It's a stupid idea, but it's useful—the Beholder has really been discovered. But at the cost of over-driving the puppet and excessive energy consumption.

The puppet requires energy, and this energy is provided by the energy hedron left behind by the Demon Emperor. The energy left behind by the Demon Emperor is limited, and now after using it, there is not much left.

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In the sky above the Demon Realm, the Great Sage of the Northern Underworld sank like water.

In terms of strength, he is definitely the strongest of all the saints, and with the support of the Northern Stygian Sea, his strength far exceeds that of any saint. But what he never expected was that the Demon Realm actually blocked his violent offensive!

The aura of the demon world is disturbed, the earth dragon is flipped, and the red flame is spewed, just like a scene of the end of the world. But the strong world power and rich aura have not changed in the slightest!

The saints of the Demon Realm are extracting the Origin Power of the Demon Realm in exchange for inexhaustible aura.

The origin power of the world is extremely strong, maybe the power they extract is enough for a group of saints to use, maybe these powers can support a saint, but for the world with a strong origin, it is just a drop in the dime.

However, if you extract the origin of the world at will, the price is that the origin is damaged.

The origin of the world is very powerful, and it is difficult to recover once it is damaged. After this use, it would take tens or even millions of years for the Demon Realm to repair these damages.

For the world, for the living beings living in the world, this is tantamount to fishing for the sake of exhaustion.

"Yunlong!" the Great Sage of the Northern Darkness gritted his teeth, although it was very hateful, he couldn't help but admit it, so that Yunlong would be invincible.

If you want to defeat her, you can only use the same method - extract the power of the world and use the world against the world!

Behind the Great Sage of the Northern Underworld, the huge Northern Underworld Illusory Light flickered.

In the Divine Realm, endless light flickered, and the Great Sage of the Northern Underworld was also the person in charge of the Great Array of the Divine Realm. At this time, he forcibly activated the magic circle, and the divine realm, which they had been operating for endless years, immediately initiated.

The Great Sage frowned, and with the divine burial ground as the center, the light instantly spread.

The light of the divine realm faded.

The Great Sage's face changed slightly, "What are you doing?"

"That's what I should say. Sitting in the divine burial ground, the Great Sage of Heavens looked deep, "What are you doing? Have you forgotten what is under the divine realm?"

The Great Sage of the Northern Underworld's face sank, and he no longer cared about the divine realm, but instead extracted the power of the human realm through the huge Northern Underworld Sea.

The face of the Great Sage of the Divine Realm changed, but in the end, he sighed slightly and gave up interfering.

The power of the human world has changed, and a large amount of spiritual power has been extracted and mobilized.

Sitting cross-legged in the Buzhou Mountain, the haggard Queen Mother of the Wind God West suddenly opened her eyes. A cold cold light flashed in his eyes, and the magic circle covering the entire world suddenly flashed, suppressing and preventing the mobilization of spiritual power.

The vastness of the Northern Underworld Sea, coupled with the terrifying law perception, suppressed the Northern Underworld and forcibly extracted spiritual power again.

Fengshen sensed the strength of the other party, and she gave up the head-on confrontation, but this did not mean that she would sit idly by and watch the other party damage the origin of the human world.

The circle was quietly used, but it was no longer suppressed and stopped, but interfered and hindered.

The Northern Underworld was originally forcibly extracted from the power of the world through the Northern Stygian Sea, and the efficiency was much worse than that of the Cloud Dragon Great Sage, and with the interference of the Wind God, the efficiency was much lower.

The Great Array of Zhou Tian Stars in the sky above the Demon Realm flashed, and its power increased significantly, but it only increased the pressure of the saints of the Demon Realm, but did not defeat them.

Beiming's face sank, his heart was ruthless, he had done it, it was better to do it thoroughly!

In the northern sea, countless mystical patterns emerged.

In the huge human world, countless lives felt the "tremors" at the same time. Not physically, but psychologically.

Only quasi-saints and above can truly see the changes in the world.

"Someone is extracting the origin of the world!" the would-be saints saw the reason, but they couldn't find the root cause. The Queen Mother of the West saw the root cause, but did not dare to interfere.

Only in the Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, changed his face for the first time. He raised his palm, and the intricate lines radiated from his five fingers to all the worlds, invisibly weaving a mysterious web.

The light in Dao Ancestor's eyes flickered, and through the invisible net, he saw the Northern Stygian Sea, and saw the spiritual power that was swallowed by the Northern Stygian Sea.

His face sank, "Humph!"

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After being urged by the Great Sage of the Northern Underworld, the Northern Stygian Sea emitted an astonishing fluctuation of power. But the North Stygian Sea is not the Great Sage of the Northern Underworld after all, it has power, but it has no independent personality, compared to ordinary grass and tree elves, it is more like an intelligent warehouse of the Great Sage of the Northern Underworld.

Terrible power can cause fear and retreat for many beings, but it can also cause greed for some.

In Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor's fingers moved slightly, and in the invisible network that had taken a long time to arrange, there was a pattern that trembled slightly.

In the blood river of the demon world, a spatial crack slowly opened. This spatial crack was formless and invisible, but a terrifying power fluctuation quietly came out - it was imperceptible below the saints, but above the saints were like watching the fire.

In the Blood River, the Blood River Ancestor frowned, his fingers moved, and his strength surged. In the blood river of the demon realm, the spatial rift that had just completely bloomed quickly closed.

He didn't know where this spatial rift leads, but he won't allow that monster a chance to escape!

The crack closed, and he searched for the monster again. As for this spatial rift, he didn't pay attention to it, the spatial rift was often born and often bridged, so he didn't have to care - although his strength was profound and profound, he was not a saint after all, and he couldn't detect the power fluctuations that could be concealed, nor could he know the attraction of the other end of the spatial passage to that monster.