Refining Heaven and Earth

The sky seemed to freeze, the atmosphere of the Zhantianzong army was suppressed to the extreme, and the appearance of the demon tribe completely destroyed the determination of the First World War.

Fang Bai's eyes were cold and there was no sympathy in his eyes. Zhan Tianzong went backwards, treating the Tianyuan continent as a captivity, and training war slaves was bloodless.

"kill!"

The indifferent words spread across the sky, and the coalition's momentum broke out, and it started suddenly, killing the Zhantianzong army.

The demon army also moved, divided into two units and rushed to the Zhantianzong army.

The army's heart collapsed, and the war was doomed from the beginning!

Fang Bai took out the Jiuyao Vajra sticks and led the army in the desert, rushing away.

Jiuyi King Kong stick fell down fiercely, Zhan Tianzong's army looked miserable, and a desperate counterattack broke out!

The Tianyuan continent is so big. There is no escape, no escape. Once the army breaks down, it will either be slaughtered or stay in the Tianyuan continent, and Shouyuan will run out and die.

Jiuyi King Kong stick slammed into the crowd fiercely, thousands of swordsmans broke apart, flesh flew, and then the green army who followed them rushed in immediately, and a fierce battle broke out!

The disparity in strength, the collapse of the army's heart, and the Zhantianzong army resisted for less than half an hour, and immediately collapsed.

Anger can't hide the fear. Many people choose to run away at the moment of death.

"Don't kill!"

Fang Bai's roar rang, and the mountain tsunami came from all directions, and the army of Zhan Tianzong's disintegration gradually stopped. Some people finally couldn't hold it and chose to surrender!

It is not glorious to die at all. It is the root of life, not to mention that they still have hope.

The barbaric victory is undecided, but there is no need to fight. If the barbaric victory is the Battle of Heaven, they have a chance to come back.

The Zhantianzong army surrendered, and some who resisted desperately were wiped out instantly.

Some of the fleeing Fang Bai ignored it, and the army was mighty and incapable of leaving everyone behind.

Less than an hour before, the battle was over, much easier than Fang Bai expected.

Looking at the continuously surrendering Zhan Tianzong army, Fang Bai suddenly felt some headaches. The number was frightening, and it was roughly estimated that it was nearly three million.

How to deal with such a huge amount is a problem.

The controlling spirits Xiang Xiang said are obviously a bit unrealistic. At this moment, these people are returning to the peak of the virtual realm, and returning to the barbarity is at least a peek into the realm. Among them, there are a lot of realms, and even the latter part.

With the power of Xiang Yun's soul, he can't control much, but too much will suffer backwash.

The Zhantianzong army fell to the ground, surrounded by coalition forces and demon cliques, and it was impossible to escape!

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Fang Bai looked back at Xiang Ye, who was obviously in trouble. No one expected that it would be the situation in front of him. He turned to Fang Bai for help.

"All the way into the path, come forward." Fang Bai remembered what Yang Huang had experienced, and maybe he could make use of it.

Zhan Tianzong's army was unknown, and every figure came out, and soon gathered together, there were more than 700,000.

After several wars, most of Zhan Tianzong's losses were glimpses into the realm, but he did not lose much.

The defeat of Yinziyuan, the defeat of the demon tribe, destroyed Zhan Tianzong's confidence, and planned otherwise.

Fang Bai sneered, "You can't let go of it like a ghost."

The footsteps volleyed gently, and the whole body spread out, looking down, coldly: "Give up the spirits, spare you!"

boom!

Not only was the Zhan Tianzong army startled, the coalition forces and the monster clan were also surprised, but Fang Bai had such a big appetite that he wanted to swallow all the Zhan Tianzong army.

That is the 700,000 strongest in the path. For the rest of the battle, it is at least equivalent to the power of the Four Desolates. At this moment, the coalition forces are almost half the strength.

If we can control so many people and return to the barbarity, an extremely terrifying force will be born immediately.

Is the problem possible?

Not to mention that you can control so many spirits, even if it can be controlled, will Zhan Tianzong allow such things to happen?

The battle of the combined realms is unpredictable, but everyone knows how difficult it is to destroy the Battle Heaven Sect, especially the demons.

"madman!"

Some people can't help whispering and swearing, dare to make such an idea, what is it not a lunatic?

The intention of killing spread in the void. The disciples of Zhan Tianzong had red eyes and saw the misery of the war slaves. No one wanted to surrender the spirits, which was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

"Not willing?"

Fang Bai sneered sneer: "That being the case, no wonder I'm ruthless, kill!"

The words fell, and the army around them suddenly moved. I can't wait to discard these Zhantianzong disciples. One more important thing is resources!

Hunt and kill disciples of Battle Tianzong, get training resources!

"Fang Bai, do you really want to do this?" The skinny old man yelled angrily.

"Begin with you!" Fang Bai sank, and said coldly.

The skinny old man suddenly froze, his chest undulating, it seemed to suppress the extreme anger inside.

As one of the few strong men under the confession, repairing the seal at the pinnacle of returning to the realm of imagination has been repeatedly humiliated.

"it is good!"

The skinny old man said angrily, "Don't regret it!" Then, a spirit slowly rose above his head.

Fang Bai sneered: "Of course I won't regret it." Then, he looked back at Xiang Ye, who looked shocked and swept away, sending the spirit into the sea.

"How much more can you control?" Fang Bai asked in a low voice.

"Ten people isn't a problem," Xiang Chen said in a stern voice.

"it is good!"

Fang Bai nodded, glanced away, and picked ten people out of the crowd again. His face was bitter, and he had no courage to resist, so he had to surrender his soul.

Xiang Zheng put away his soul and smiled bitterly: "What to do next?"

"Don't worry." Fang Bai smiled slightly and looked back. "Everyone who is interested can come forward. Don't miss the great opportunity."

Fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields. Of course, Fang Bai will not forget the Qinghuang army at this time, and he has killed him with blood.

Everyone heard that their faces were flushed with excitement. This was indeed a life-threatening situation. Someone came forward immediately, and those who were under control of the God of War would not miss such an opportunity.

Fang Bai looked down at the strongest enemies of Zhan Tianzong and said coldly, "Do you want me to teach you what to do?"

Everyone in Zhantian Clan was bitter, his soul was controlled, and life and death were between the thoughts of others. In the past, he was so accustomed that he drove the war slaves to be invincible. At this time, his soul was controlled by others.

Although it doesn't affect future cultivation, I don't know how many times better than the situation of the war slaves, I am extremely struggling and still can't accept it.

"Looks like you still don't give up!"

Fang Bai said with a sneer, Jiujin's King Kong stick was in his hand, and he was so angry that his disciples in Zhantianzong's face were ugly.

Still alive or dead, waiting for Zongmen's elders to rescue him?

This defeat was because Fang Bai was too strong, and the demon tribe's defeat, many people immediately found excuses for themselves, and there is hope for survival.

The spirits floated, and the 700,000 spirits floated one after another. How spectacular the scene is. There has never been such a spectacular scene in the history of the barbarous continent.

Countless envious glances looked, and it is unnecessary to say more about the benefits of controlling these powerful men, but the golden opportunity is not their turn.

Fang Bai didn't say, they didn't dare to ask!

"Don't be polite." Fang Bai smiled faintly, and took the lead in moving his mind towards the strongest spirits.

When everyone saw this, they were not polite, and all the consciousnesses rolled towards the dense souls, three or four less, and seven or eight more, less than half an hour, sweeping away.

Zhan Tianzong's army immediately fell down, the spirits were controlled, and there was no chance to come back. I hope I can only rest on returning to the barbarity.

Fang Bai looked up to look at the distant army in the distant battle Tianzong. He is not interested in these people yet.

In case these souls backwash at the same time, his soul cannot be resisted even if it is strong. This is a hidden danger, and we must find a solution in the future.

"It's your turn now," Fang Bai said indifferently, "I want you to control all their spirits."

The crowds around were suddenly upset, Fang Bai's plan was extremely horrible, and he was controlled at all levels, not afraid of their resistance.

No one will sacrifice himself for the lives of others, at least willing to surrender those who are controlled by the soul, no!

Zhan Tianzong glanced at the Daojing army, thinking that with these introspective conditions, they would be able to escape, and Fang Bai would not think of such a countermeasure.

Humans are despicable and their spirits are controlled by others. Why can't they control others' spirits?

Next, without the need for Fang Bai to speak, the two million peeping spirits were all controlled.

At this moment, Zhan Tianzong's army was in his grasp and finally relieved.