Batian Martial Soul

Shameless E Chonghou
At this point in time, the powerhouses of the seven primitive cities all appeared in the eighth-level theater.

Because this is the last war zone where the result has not yet been decided.

At this time, warriors from the seven forces also gathered here.

under their respective powerhouses.

The number of people has decreased significantly, but there are still relatively large differences.

Among them, the Dark City had the least number of people, with only eighteen people left.

The City of Pain was also unlucky. In that battle, they had the most people and died the most. Now, there are only about a thousand people left.

However, the number of people is still higher than that of the Dark City.

Lord Frost and Lord Miyin both sighed.

Although casualties on the battlefield are normal, who wouldn't be sad to see a large number of warriors of their own forces die?
Fortunately, both Han Lei and Yini are still alive, which is good news for them.

"I exit the city of pain!"

The Underworld Lord of the City of Pain sighed helplessly, he didn't want to lose any more.

After all, these are all experts from the Eighth God Realm. It would be a pity if they all died.

What's more, there is no chance of winning now.

You know, in this war zone, there are nearly [-] warriors in the city of reincarnation.

Should have won.

"The city of Knife Mountain exits!"

"Exit the poisonous city!"

For a while, the three primitive cities in the battle of the city all exited.

Of the seven primitive cities, there are still four left on the field.

"Our Chaos City, also quit!"

Someone else quit.

There are three original cities left.

"Our fallen city has also withdrawn!"

Finally, all five cities in that city battle withdrew.

After they experienced that horrible battle, they no longer had the will to fight.

That terrifying demon not only killed many of them, but also wiped out their fighting spirit.

"City of Darkness, retreat too..."

Mi Yin Mingzhu discussed with the Bingbing Lord and decided to withdraw.

They cannot take the lives of the remaining 18 people as a joke.

No matter how you look at it, the confrontation between eighteen people and 5 people is inevitable.

Anyway, they have already won the victory in the seventh-level war zone, and they are already qualified to carve up this small underworld.

"Can't quit!"

However, before Miyin Mingzhu could speak, E Chonghou spoke.

"Why, are you going to force them to death?"

Master Mi Yinming frowned and said, "Don't let your son die because he is still alive!"

"I am the chief officer of this battle, if you are not convinced, you can go to the city lord.

Now, follow my orders. "

E Chonghou said coldly.

His son was dead, so how could the daughters of Miyin Mingzhu and Hanbing Mingzhu still be alive.

This doesn't work.

To die, everyone has to die.

"Excessive!"

Lord Frost said coldly: "Ling Xiao, you all quit, let me see who dares to stop you today!"

He went out, how could he make his daughter adventure.

Even if he had a stalemate with E Chonghou, he didn't care.

"That's right, Yini, Ling Xiao, Han Lei, Fu Bing, and you, if you don't want to fight, just say so.

We have your back. "

Lord Miyin Ming also said.

E Chonghou's face was ugly.

Suddenly he took out a token and said: "Master Frost Underworld, Lord Miyin Underworld, do you dare to disobey the order of the city lord?

If you disobey orders on the battlefield, not only you will die, but your family members will die too! "

The faces of the two underworld masters were extremely ugly.

E Chonghou obviously wanted these children to die, but they couldn't stop them.

Because that token is the order of the city lord, as if the city lord came in person.

If they disobey, the family will be destroyed.

"Isn't it just a fight, let's fight."

Ling Xiao spoke suddenly: "The two masters of the underworld don't have to argue with others for us.

We don't die so easily! "

In fact, before everyone gathered here, Ling Xiao had already discussed with the other seventeen people.

And using the holy pattern technique and the formation method, a set of battle formation was deduced.

"Eighteen Hell Battle Formation!"

Eighteen people, each of them, controls a side of hell.

Under the same strength, don't say that the opponent has 5 people, even if it is 50 people, they will still be defeated.

He has this confidence.

"Hmph, the kid is so rampant, you know, if you don't quit, it will be a battle of life and death.

Unless one side dies, the battle can end.

Do you really intend to do this? "

The Underworld Lord of Samsara City snorted coldly.

Any fool can see that this is a completely unequal situation.

There are nearly 5 people on their side, and all of them are warriors from the Eighth God Realm.

There are only 18 people on the opposite side, the gap is really too big.

The Ice Lord looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Do you really intend to do this? Can you do it?"

Miyin Mingzhu couldn't believe that they could win this game, so he was worried.

"The two underworld masters can rest assured.

I already have a way to win.

Guaranteed not to let someone's treachery succeed, want us to die, dream! "

Ling Xiao said loudly.

"Are you willing too?"

"willing!"

Seventeen people have all seen the horror of Ling Xiao's battle formation, because before they came here, they had killed tens of thousands of people on the way.

It is the effect of battle array.

"In that case, then Dark City, don't quit!"

Lord Mi Yinming let out a long sigh, and could only hope for a miracle to happen.

Although she really wanted to save her daughter, she really couldn't.

"The people of Dark City are really arrogant, since you want to die, we will naturally agree.

Let's avoid it, everyone. This battle will last until one side dies, right? "

The Underworld Lord of Samsara City said loudly.

Everyone avoided.

They are all ready to appreciate this battle with huge disparity in numbers and strength.

They soared into the sky one after another to watch the battle from high above, so that it would not affect the situation of the battle.

"Remember, when you fight for a while, you are my arms and my magic weapons!

Don't act rashly, everything is under my command! "

Ling Xiao said loudly.

"Yes!"

The prestige established through battle is more trustworthy than the imposed domination.

Soon, a powerful battle formation took shape.

The remaining seventeen people stood around Ling Xiao, in all directions, even in the air and underground.

"Is this the fluctuation of the formation and the holy pattern? Didn't expect Ling Xiao to know the formation and the holy pattern?"

Mi Yin Mingzhu looked at this scene in surprise, and gradually had some hope.

"It doesn't matter what formation he has, kill him!

With so many of us, the crowd tactics can kill him! "

After all, it is not a real army.

These warriors are still good at fighting alone.

So rushed over indiscriminately.

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a sneer: "Dragon God Realm! Han Lei, Ice Purgatory!"

Activating the Dragon God Realm is naturally to cooperate with Han Lei's Ice Purgatory.

"Yes!"

Like Ling Xiao's arm, Han Lei broke through the air, and the ice flames bloomed wildly.

At this time, Han Lei was not fighting alone.

Under the blessing of the terrifying formation and holy patterns, the destructive power is extremely astonishing.

In an instant, thousands of people rushing to the front were killed on the spot.

Of course, the first ones who rushed up were relatively weak eighth-level magic soldiers, and they didn't need to be beaten.

But even so, thousands of people died in an instant, which is really terrifying.

(End of this chapter)