Batian Martial Soul

Join hands with the aborigines
Behind each figure, there are a large number of warriors.

Ling Xiao has observed that these warriors are divided into the Ninth God Realm, the Eighth God Realm, the Seventh God Realm, and the Sixth God Realm.

Those in the Ninth God Realm are all high-level commanders.

"The old rules are good. We, the tenth God Realm powerhouses, will not do anything for the time being."
Divide the small underworld into four major regions.

Compete with the Ninth God Realm, Eighth God Realm, Seventh God Realm, and Sixth God Realm.

If within ten days, it is impossible to obtain the dominance of any one of the four major regions, then it will be eliminated.

OK? "

Ice is the master of the road.

In ten days, the three parties can be eliminated, which is a good rule.

"For the rest of the forces, we guys will have the final fight, no problem?"

Lord Miyin Ming asked.

"Of course no problem, but no additional troops are allowed, just these people now.

Otherwise it would be endless. "

said another.

"Okay, of course we can. We will pay close attention to the situation at the entrance. If we find that any side increases troops casually, we will not only be eliminated directly, but also face siege!"

There is another man.

"Very good!"

E Chonghou nodded.

Immediately, everyone began to divide the war zone.

Soon, the division of the four major regions was completed.

The rest of the Primordial City left.

E Chonghou began to allocate manpower.

"In any case, the right to rule at least one theater must be won.

The method is very simple, slaughter the aborigines and enemies.

Or subjugate the natives.

let us go. "

After E Chonghou said that, he directly took the ninth God Realm powerhouse to the ninth-level theater.

The Frost Underworld Lord rushed to the eighth-level battle zone with the eighth God Realm powerhouse.

There was also a relatively strong warrior who led the sixth God Realm warrior to the sixth-level theater.

Lord Miyin Ming led the warriors from the seventh God Realm to the seventh-level theater.

"Underworld Lord, can I go to the eighth-level theater?"

Ling Xiao asked suddenly.

The seventh-level theater does not have the slightest pressure on him, it is too boring.

"I thought you could suppress the seventh-level war zone, but you actually want to go to the eighth-level war zone."

Miyin Mingzhu smiled wryly.

"Then how about this, after I win the seventh-level theater, I will go to the eighth-level theater, is that okay?"

Ling Xiao thought about it, and with his own strength, combined with the silver-armored corpse and one hundred thousand monkey heads, winning the seventh-level theater is just like playing.

It won't be long before he can go to the eighth level theater.

According to the rules, those with high cultivation bases cannot go to war zones with low cultivation bases, but those with low cultivation bases can go to high battle zones.

This is somewhat similar to the arena of the Black Cavalry.

"Well, it's up to you if you want."

Miyin Mingzhu nodded.

Soon, Ling Xiao arrived at the battlefield of the Seventh God Realm.

Lord Miyin Hades entrusted him with the task of leading the Seventh God Realm.

All must obey his orders.

Below the battlefield is a small town inhabited by aborigines.

The scale of the city is somewhat similar to that of Ji Yuan City.

But the warriors below are much stronger than the small world where Ling Xiao is.

It can be seen that the small world here is more complete and stronger.

"Hey, this city is not bad, why don't we take it down and make it a stronghold?"

The person who spoke was from the Black Cavalry Army, E Chonghou's men.

Although Master Miyin Ming handed over the management here to Ling Xiao, he didn't care.

Nor was he interested in listening to Ling Xiao's orders.

So, with a sneer, he directly led the Black Cavalry to swoop down to the town below.

Although the people below are not weak in strength, they are still much worse than them.

"stop!"

Ling Xiao's voice was extremely cold: "Without my order, no one is allowed to act rashly!"

"What are you, do you really think you can order us?"

The man gave Ling Xiao a disdainful look, and didn't even pay any attention to Ling Xiao's words.

"court death!"

Ling Xiao shot directly.

Kill the disobedient person on the spot.

"Whoever disrespects the commander on the battlefield, kill him!"

Having said that, it's also impossible to do this if he's not strong enough.

"Do you dare to kill someone from the Black Cavalry?"

"So what if you kill him, do you also want to disobey the order?"

There was a terrifying murderous look in Ling Xiao's eyes.

"No, we obey!"

No one wants to die, let alone in the underworld, there is a saying that the strong are respected.

Ling Xiao's strength was also recognized by them.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

someone asked.

"follow me!"

Ling Xiao doesn't like the benevolence of women, but he also hates killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Therefore, he wanted to rule these aborigines in a better way.

Let them realize that they must accept his rule before they can survive.

After a while, they came to another city.

This city is bigger.

But at this time it is facing a massacre.

It was the martial artist from another primitive city who made the move.

"Do it, kill those competitors!"

With Ling Xiao's order, everyone was killed.

Under his leadership, none of those competitors remained, and all of them were killed.

Afterwards, Watch fell to his knees and thanked his natives.

Ling Xiao said loudly: "You are also smart people, you should understand that your world has been invaded.

We are also one of them.

But we are not like them.

They like to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

We only want to get the resources here. If you are obedient, I can guarantee your safety.

If not, I'm afraid you still can't escape.

Choose! "

With these words, Ling Xiao injected powerful soul power, in order to avoid trouble.

He had to make the aborigines here obedient.

He didn't want to kill indiscriminately, but he didn't want his own people to be hurt either.

"We are willing to pledge our allegiance!"

Those people said yes.

After all, in the face of the threat of death, they don't seem to have much choice.

"Okay, those who want to save you, those who want revenge, come with me!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and left with more people.

Start to wipe out the rest of the competitors throughout the war zone.

There are more and more people behind him.

And there are fewer and fewer competitors.

In the end, it was completely cleaned up.

"Boss, you are really powerful. We won this war zone without a single soldier."

Everyone looked at Ling Xiao with admiration.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Go back and report to your life."

Although many aborigines here still died, he had done his best.

It's not his fault.

Weakness is sometimes the original sin.

After all, when Ling Xiao was weak, he also became stronger through his own hard work.

The aborigines here still have to rely on themselves after all.

Seeing Ling Xiao bringing someone back, Mi Yin Mingzhu was very shocked.

Even if Ling Xiao is very strong, it is impossible to win this theater in such a short period of time.

It wasn't until she heard the explanation from the people next to her that she suddenly realized.

Lamented that Ling Xiao is not only powerful, but also has a good brain, and even used the power of the aborigines to fight against competitors.

"Underworld Lord, I'm going to the eighth-level theater."

Ling Xiao said.

Going there is not only for exercise, but also to save more people.

As a member of the small world, he still doesn't want to see too many people die in this small underworld.

How many can be saved, count how many.

(End of this chapter)