Valkyrie Destruction System

If Zhai Hongbo hadn't taken that step just now, he might have been beaten to a half by Ding Ju at this moment.

Although he paid the price of an arm, at least his life was temporarily saved.

Ding Ju looked a little angry when he failed to kill Zhai Hongbo in one blow.

This is a situation that Ding Ju had never thought about before, a mere six-tribulation holy king who could escape several times in his hands.

You know, if this matter was left in the past, someone like Zhai Hongbo would kill at least a dozen people with this hammer.

It is not like now, it took about a quarter of an hour to chase and kill a very seriously injured person.

This kind of thing is simply an unacceptable shame for Ding Ju, who always feels about himself.

"Old stuff, I will kill you today!"

Thinking of this, Ding Ju slammed his broken arm on the ground, and chased Zhai Hongbo again with a fierce look.

On the head of Hero City, Xue Weizheng slightly bowed and stood with the middle-aged black robe envoy to watch the battle.

"Haha, Lord Admiral, it seems that in today's battle, you won't be able to use your Holy Crystal Cannon at all!"

Seeing that the battle situation below is gradually developing towards the favored side of the hero alliance, Xue Weili couldn't help but close his mouth: "Oh, Lord Ding really deserves to be the supreme genius of our Nether Cult. Your lord did it alone!"

"Leader Xue, your insights are still real and shallow!"

The middle-aged admiral cast a squint at Xue Wei, with a hint of contempt in his expression: "Ding Ju's strength can only be considered acceptable. There are at least tens of thousands of people stronger than him in my teaching!"

This wasn't the nonsense of the middle-aged envoys. The Netherworld Sect had a long tradition, and only the believers developed on the Soul Heaven Continent had only received it in recent years.

And on the Soul Heaven Continent, the main force of the Netherworld Sect is basically composed of traversers.

Because of the system, the traversers are far stronger than the monks of the same level.

However, not all monks are not as capable as those who travel through.

At least in the Nether Cult headquarters of the Ghost Continent, there are still a lot of top evildoers, which can be compared with the combat power of the traversers.

These evil spirits of the Nether Cult are almost all rare geniuses in the world, and fighting across the gods is as commonplace.

The best among them can surpass more than one level of strength on the standard of god-level combat power.

Therefore, compared with the Ghost Continent where the strong came out in large numbers, the overall strength of the cultivators in the Secret Realm of the Soul Heaven Continent and even the capital was nothing to mention.

Even if the Ten Great Sacred Grounds joined forces, it was impossible to shake the Nether Cult on the Ghost Continent.

After all, the Ghost Continent is the center of this world, and the Nether Cult is the only overlord power on the Ghost Continent.

"What? Go... tens of thousands?"

Xue Wei was stunned, his brain roared.

He had never thought that the real strength of the Netherworld Sect was so terrifying!

A master like Ding Ju, in Xue Wei's eyes, is simply inferior!

Looking at the entire human race in the secret realm of Fengdu, there are probably only a few dozen people who can be stronger than Ding Ju.

And those dozens of people are basically the vanishing senior masters, belonging to the kind of existence that has not been born for dozens or hundreds of years.

As long as a master like that can run out, stomping his feet casually, there will be a big shock in the secret realm of Fengdu!

At this moment, Xue Wei looked horrified. He couldn't imagine what a terrifying force the Nether Cult, with tens of thousands of powerful people like Ding Ju, would be!

What's more, listening to the meaning of the middle-aged admiral, Ding Ju turned out to be only average among the tens of thousands!

hiss!

Xue Wei only felt a chill out of his head, secretly glad that he had followed the right master.

Otherwise, when the main force of the Netherworld Sect arrives in the secret realm of Fengdu, he may not even know how to die.

"That person...should be a high-level demon sect? He seems to have some strength!"

Hidden in the void, Su Fan looked at the middle-aged admiral on the head of the city, dragged his chin and thought: "However, it only has a little strength. It is completely vulnerable to me!"

boom! boom! boom!

At this moment, a cloud of dust lifted up on the distant ground, and an army rushed in from a distance.

On every soldier in the army, the silver armor glowed under the scorching sun.

The masses of light were connected together, from far to near, stabbing everyone's eyes.

"finally come!"

The corner of Su Fan's mouth raised a smile. This newly-emerged army is precisely the common people's coalition that made him wait for a long time!

"Leader Xue, immediately order Mingjin to retreat!"

On the head of the city, the middle-aged admiral, who noticed the movement of the common people's coalition forces, said decisively.

"Yes, Lord Admiral!"

Xue Wei also saw the arrival of the Allied Forces of the Common People Alliance. He knew that the people of the Common People Alliance would definitely seize the opportunity to immediately go into battle.

And if the Hero League's army continues to fight with the Brotherhood Army, then it will definitely be involved.

Doraemon! Doraemon! Doraemon!

The crisp sound of gold ringing resounded through the high head of Hero City and quickly spread throughout the battlefield.

The two monks who were fighting frantically, after hearing the sound of Mingjin at this moment, slowly woke up.

As a result, the monks on the Hero League side began to withdraw from the battle in large numbers like the sea at low tide.

However, although everyone in the Hero League is retreating, everyone in the Brother League has no plans to let the enemy go.

Many generals of the Brotherhood took the lead, guiding the monks under their hands and rushing towards the gate of Hero City.

"What? Mingjin retreat?"

On the other side of the battlefield, Ding Ju, who was about to catch up with Zhai Hongbo, could not help but stop when he heard the sound of gold ringing from the city wall.

"Damn it, just one step away!"

Ding Ju said unwillingly.

Although Ding Ju wanted to run a few more steps to catch up with Zhai Hongbo, he would kill the opponent directly.

But Ding Ju knew very well that the order for Mingjin to retreat was definitely not issued by Xue Wei, the puppet leader.

It came from his immediate boss, the man named Ming Slave.

"Huh, old stuff, you are lucky this time!"

Ding Ju looked at Zhai Hongbo with hatred, then turned around, bounced several steps in succession, and withdrew from the edge of the battlefield.

And Zhai Hongbo, at this moment, basically only has the power to breathe.

Zhai Hongbo was lying on the ground, crawling hard with one right hand only with a bit of perseverance.

A long bloodstain was dragged under his body, and the state of the whole person can only be described in one tragic word.

In the distance, as the last monk of the Hero Alliance withdrew back into the city, the city gate quickly closed.

Seeing the enemy fleeing, the monks of the Brotherhood had to sit on the ground exhausted, their expressions full of sadness and anger.

There are corpses of monks from both sides everywhere outside the city, but the loss of the Brotherhood is more than twice that of the Hero League.

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