"Dong, dong, dong, dong..."

?In the Taichu Holy Land, drums were sounded and millions of troops were ready. When they heard the drums, everyone knew that the decisive battle was coming...

Similarly, the sound of drums reached the Qingtian Alliance, and Ye Qing also understood that the Taichu Holy Land was no longer planned to drag on, and was preparing to decide the outcome in one battle!

In fact, in Ye Qing's view, the real victory or defeat depends on the strong men above the Saint level, or to be more bluntly, on the winner and lose between him and the pseudo-god. On the contrary, the nearly 20 million army on both sides is just secondary. The battle and sacrifice between them are not of great significance to some extent.

However, this is how the world is. The battle between the two forces involves not only the strong people standing on the mountain, but also the strong people from all levels of both sides.

You can't let Ye Qing kill all the soldiers from the Taichu Holy Land after killing the pseudo-god...

Everyone has their own role to bear. Doing yourself well means observing the rules of this world.

"Dong, dong, dong, dong..."

Drums also sounded from the Qingtian Alliance.

In the army, the drum sounds represent the transmission of military orders. The drum sounds of different numbers and rhythms represent different orders from the commander's tent.

As the drum sounded, countless armies began to gather. The King of War personally had a leather armor, followed by many generals, and followed by a large number of soldiers. Walked out of the base camp of the Qingtian Alliance in turn...

The war between monks and simple conspiracies are useless.

As long as you enter the Yuandan realm, you can fly, you can eat or drink for several months, and you only need to absorb spiritual energy. The so-called time, place, and people in the military strategy between ordinary secular forces will not play a dime here...

Many strategies in the art of war are basically useless, such as destroying food and grass, burning fire and flooding, all of which are useless.

Only strength and the strength of the strong are the key to victory!

A true strong man can form an army, such as a Saint-level strong man, who breaks into a million troops and kills all directions, and can still escape unscathed. His personal strength is undoubtedly revealed in the war between monks.

The army gathered between the two sides stopped each other at a distance of hundreds of miles.

The distance of a hundred miles is very far in the eyes of ordinary people. If you run over, you may not have to run for a few hours. However, for monks, the distance of a hundred miles is probably equivalent to a few hundred meters between ordinary people. Many powerful monks practice eye skills, and even the subtle hair of the other party can be seen very clearly.

"Where is the god of Hunyuan Ye Qing? Come out and answer!"

On the side of the Taichu Holy Land, the voice of the Taichu Holy Lord resounded for hundreds of miles...

Although the two sides are hostile, Ye Qing is at least a demigod-level strongman, there is no doubt that the Holy Lord Taichu is just a saint king, and he respects the strong. The Holy Lord Taichu did not quarrel or insult the other party. For their identities, there is no need to lose his own value like this.

"I am here. If you have anything to say, just say it!" Ye Qing's voice sounded at the same time...

"You call yourself this god? You are really ignorant. In the upper realm, only the powerful true god can call yourself this god. You are just a demigod, and you dare to call yourself this god?" The disdainful voice of the false god god messenger spread throughout the ears of the army on both sides...

"You also know that it is in the upper realm. This is not an upper realm. With my own strength, don't say that I am a god, even if I am not, I call myself a god, and I dare to object to others?" Ye Qing said lightly.

"You are really trying to fight yourself. I asked you, where is Duan Ming's soul?" asked the false god god.

"Duan Ming? Are you talking about the guy who is secretly hiding outside the Imperial City of the Ancient Kingdom of Tianhuo?" Ye Qing said with a smile.

"Yes, it's this person, his soul is still there?" The pseudo-god god invoked a deep breath and said.

If the soul is still there, even if there is only a trace of residual soul left and let him take it to the upper realm, he can use his great magic power to rebirth. No matter how bad it is, he can reincarnate and lead him again.

But if there is not even a residual soul, it will be completely wiped out. Not to mention the ancient god, even the powerful god level can only watch...

"You want his soul, haha, here I will show you, not only Duan Ming, but also two other guys!"

Ye Qing said, taking out a Ten Thousand Ghost Banner and releasing all the three demigod-level main souls...

"You... you actually refined them into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner?"

The false gods and gods moved the way.

It's over!

This is completely finished!

The soul was refined into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and it was almost no different from the soul that was scattered. There was no chance of reincarnation...

The soul that was refined into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner only retained its original strength, erased its original memory and consciousness, and polluted its true spirit.

Many monks would rather dissipate directly than be refined into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners themselves...

Even in the upper realm, magical artifacts such as Wangui Banner are forbidden weapons and cannot be publicly refined. Once discovered, they may be chased by some forces claiming to be righteous.

Of course, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner has the benefits of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner. As long as the city does not cause any trouble, there are actually quite a few monks who secretly refine the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner.

"Now, I have also looked at it, and I can also ask myself, "It was you back then, and I took Duan Mingyuanfeng, the ancient temple and the other five, and destroyed the royal family of the Tianxing Ancient Kingdom. Isn't this wrong?" Ye Qing said indifferently.

"That's right, it's true. It's a pity that I failed to do my best, so that your mother's fish that missed the net appeared!" sighed.

"Actually, I thought that if I wanted to truly avenge the royal family of the Ancient Kingdom of Tianxing, I would have to wait for me to ascend to the upper realm. Now it seems that I really don't need it..."

"I have visited the forces of Taiyi Saint, Lingxu Holy Land, Beifeng Ancient Kingdom, Taishi Divine Mountain, Taibai Divine Mountain, Manghuang Divine Mountain, Xiling Divine Mountain and other invitations. Now I have only the only one of your Taichu Holy Land is left!"

"It just so happened that you six of you came down again. This time, it's really easy..." Ye Qing said word by word.

"You are very confident, can you kill me? Just a demigod, even if you kill the ancient temple, what can Duan Ming and the others do? Do you think you will be mine?" said the fake god envoy disdain.

Demigod and false gods are two levels!

The demigod only understood the power of faith and initially ignited the divine fire, while the pseudo-god has merged the primordial spirit and the divine fire to form a divine soul.

From a certain perspective, a demigod is not considered a god at all, but a false god is considered a god!

The distance between the false god and the true god is nothing more than building a kingdom of gods!
Chapter completed!