Nanjun, the war has been going on for three hours, the casualties of the world are increasing, and the defeated figure is like a meteor across the sky, and finally it is calm, and it is also silent, as if it has never appeared.

In three hours, the Great Thousand World has lost countless combat power, in addition to the high-end battle situation, that is, the duel between the several peak combat power led by Jing Mu Ye Qing and the nine leaders of the extraterritorial demons, so as to occupy a slight advantage, from the battle under the middle-level Spirit Emperor, the Great Thousand World presented a situation of straight line rout, and the extraterritorial demons were like destroying the withering and decaying, and it was easy to crush the combat power of the Great Thousand World.

Jing Mu was in the gap between the black heads, seeing that the people belonging to the same camp were constantly dying, Jing Mu, who was originally in an advantageous position, was disturbed, and an inadvertent attack fell on his body, and the surface of the skin instantly made a sizzling sound, where it was like being corroded, revealing the original flesh and bones.

This bit of pain is nothing for Jing Mu, but the situation was reversed in an instant, and his luck was also crushed by the black head, and the battle between the masters, the victory or defeat was only in an instant, so to speak, he had already lost this battle.

But he's still struggling to make ends meet.

Ye Qing's side seems to be at ease, he is a peak powerhouse like Jing Mu, and he can compete with the black head of the head of the nine leaders, naturally, the second Hei Zun, who is a little worse than the black head, is not his opponent.

The war is getting more and more stale, and the extraterritorial demons want to break the city and end the war quickly, but the extreme vitality shown by Nanjun is very tenacious, and the person seems to be inexhaustible.

For the first time, the world showed its domineering power.

About three hours later, the sky had finished darkening.

Even though Jing Mu was seriously wounded, he still dragged the black head so that he could not get out, and finally, the angry black head ordered the army to retreat.

In a quarter of an hour, the remaining hundreds of thousands of extraterritorial demons receded like a tide, without a trace.

Outside the city wall of Nanjun, it has been covered with dense corpses, a thick bloody aura faintly forms a blood-red small storm, raging on the battlefield, those corpses that have not had time to clean up are torn into pieces by the powerful storm, turned into a pool of blood, and finally escaped into the ground.

The earth nurtured these people, and in the end, these people fed the earth, which can be regarded as falling leaves and returning to their roots.

On the city tower, Jing Mu looked at that scene, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

He was covered in color, and his gray robe contrasted with white bandages.

The first full-scale war between the world and the extraterritorial demons, and the victory was won at a heavy price paid by the world, in other words, the extraterritorial demons did not lose, at least greatly consumed the combat power of the world, so as to prepare for the next full-scale attack.

"Count the casualties. ”

When he spoke, Rao Yi Jing Mu's heart couldn't hide the expression on his face, and his eyes were already red.

Soon, someone began to count the number of people.

On his side, Ye Qing and Bai Yuan were also looking at that scene, their faces were unusually calm, and there was no expression in their pupils, maybe it was cold-blooded to the extreme, or maybe the excitement in front of them was too great.

It didn't take long for the people of Daqian Pavilion to come up, and the person's eyes were also red, and when he saw Jing Mu, he choked up and said, "Pavilion Master......"

"No need to be polite, just say it. Jing Mu was dumbfounded.

The man glanced at the list, "In this battle, two peak Spirit Emperors, twenty-one high-level Spirit Emperors, one hundred and ninety-eight middle-level Spirit Emperors, and ...... and ......"

When he said this, the man couldn't say anything more.

Every time that person said a word, Jing Mu's faces became a little paler.

"Say it. ”

Jing Mu opened his eyes, patted the man's shoulder, and said softly.

"And ...... And ......" His eyes were filled with tears all of a sudden, and the man cried out, "There are still one thousand three hundred and seventy-eight for the Junior Spirit Emperor......"

One thousand three hundred seventy-eight ......

The moment he got this number, Jing Mu's body shook suddenly, and the person on his side had already paid attention, so he helped Jing Mu in time.

Jing Mu held his forehead, his face as pale as paper.

In Nanjun, there are ten permanent peak spirit emperors, fifty high-level spirit emperors, two hundred middle-level spirit emperors, and one thousand fifteen hundred first-level spirit emperors.

In other words, there were less than one hundred and fifty Beginner Spirit Emperors left.

This level of war, with a low realm, is simply no different from sending to death.

Ye Qing and Bai Yuan turned their heads, and the complexion of the ancient well without waves finally had some changes.

The two glanced at each other, their eyes meeting in the air, reflecting very complex emotions.

They clearly understand that the greatest crisis in the world has come, and if this level cannot be passed, future generations will become slaves of the demons outside the territory, and even the world will cease to exist.

"Find the Ye Pavilion Master, go quickly. ”

One of the guards nodded heavily, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

Under the leadership of Jing Mu, all the peak spirit emperors and the leaders of the various forces stationed here all went to the shogunate with Jing Mu.

For a time, there were about a dozen people in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Most of them had sad expressions on their faces, and some of them were wounded, but they were still in good spirits, as if they didn't have enough fun fighting.

When Jing Mu ordered Ye Zhen to be found, everyone already had some understanding of what would happen next.

Jing Mu looked at Bai Yuan and Ye Qing, both of them nodded, at this time, Ye Zhen also appeared in the shogunate, when he came, he already knew what was happening, so his face was also very solemn, and when he came in, he looked directly at Jing Mu, "I agree." ”

Jing Mu didn't have a smile on his face, and after looking around, he said, "The three super power lords have all agreed, do you have any objections?"

There is no doubt that no one spoke.

That is to unanimously support the decision.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this stage, the peak combat power of the vast world is gathered here, and there are also three major super-power masters.

"I now announce the order of the No. 1 Pavilion of the Great Thousand Pavilion, and from this moment on, the Great Thousand Pavilion will be transferred to the first level of combat readiness. ”

When the last word fell, everyone's hearts were shocked.

Jing Mu's face became more and more solemn, and after his words were clear, he seemed to have exhausted all his spiritual energy, and his face became even paler.

"From now on, all the institutions of the Great Thousand Pavilion will be fully activated, and all the forces of the Thousand Worlds will be under the command of the Great Thousand Pavilion, with Ye Qing, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, Ye Zhen, the master of the Seven Star Pavilion, and Bai Yuan, the master of the Divine Temple, as the deputy pavilion masters. ”

Ye Qing, Ye Zhen, and Bai Yuan bowed their hands together and said, "Obey the orders of the pavilion master." ”

"Visit the pavilion master, pay homage to the three deputy pavilion masters. ”

The people in the big tent all said in unison, bending down and arching their hands.