Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Critical Strike System

In Kunxu, countless warriors raised their heads and stared at the huge black hole in space in the endless sky, their hearts trembling.

They finally understood that the enemies that Kunxu had been preparing to deal with for a long time actually fell from the sky.

The warriors in all the major square formations were all tense in their hearts, and their slightly trembling hands grasped their weapons tighter.

In the gathering of countless sights, as a vague figure emerged from the black hole, an indescribable huge power suddenly came out, sweeping every inch of the entire Kunxu main world, small world, and affiliated world in an instant.

The warriors felt as if they were hit head-on by powerful cannon shells. The roaring air waves caused a commotion in the seemingly indestructible formation. Many people couldn't help but panic, and the fear gradually increased in their hearts.

Only one enemy appeared, and before he could take action, Kunxu was already a little overwhelmed by the aura brought by his powerful cultivation.

"Open all protective formations!"

"Stabilize the formation, and it is better to die than to have chaos."

The roar of the Zhenwu Immortal King resounded endlessly, and was engraved on the ground and in the air on the spiritual ship phalanx. All the colorful formations lit up, and everyone's hearts were clear. The disturbed military morale was slightly calmed down.

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But the next moment, another figure appeared outside the black hole, and then, one after another. After they appeared, they all stood aside consciously, as if they were organizing a square formation.

What followed was wave after wave of momentum impact.

"No. I don't believe that all the warriors in this world have such a tenacious mind. They can persist because they believe in their hearts that Kunxu will win. However, I can't guess who or what can give him such strong

Confidence." A monk analyzed carefully.

She couldn't help but worry about someone and the fate of Kunxu.

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Outside the WanEi Netherland, looking at the scene coming from the bird, most of the onlookers had indifferent expressions on their faces.

The old man from the ancient Zen land glanced at him and thought for a moment: "I heard that Chang Zhen is a murderous and reckless man. Today, it seems that he is astute in mind, strategizing, and has excellent ability to lead troops.

Extraordinary.”

Only monks can appreciate the power of monks.

"So, we, the top monks in the spiritual world, are gathered here just to watch an elephant trample an ant to death?" A short, fat leader of a medium-sized sect laughed at himself.

For a time, everyone's impression of Kunxu changed a lot.

At this time, someone interjected: "It's strange that under this kind of majestic pressure, the Kunxu warriors performed extremely poorly, but I don't know if you have noticed that these countless spiritual ships are unstable, and even if they can't hold on, they will fall apart."

, and no one retreated. And among these lowly warriors, even if their seven orifices were bleeding until they fainted, none of them retreated even half a step."

Under the huge fluctuations in power, the millions of spiritual ships in the sky were like leaves in the ocean, swaying unsteadily. With the help of the formation, the power was fully activated and they could barely maintain the formation.

But even so, he never fell or retreated.

Many monks may not be able to achieve this kind of faith and perseverance.

Except for Zhenwu Immortal King, who is in the middle stage of Qi training, the others are all in the early stage of Qi training!

"Not necessarily, the war hasn't started yet."

And this quality appears in many warriors in the lower realm, which makes it particularly unique.

Everyone's eyes turned to the Zen place again.

"We have to ask the Shura Sect to answer your questions."

At this time, everyone saw that his long sword had been unsheathed and was nailed to the ground behind him, supporting him like a bracket.

"Hahaha!" Some senior officials of the Shura Sect who were busy maintaining the formation mocked.

At this time, someone else raised a question: "Why did Chang Zhen, who led the team, not let the army come together, but appeared in waves? Furthermore, why did he not let the vanguard attack and capture Kunxu?"

Boom boom boom!

The silent and invisible momentum brought about turbulent waves like tsunamis, crisscrossing the land of Kunxu.

The defense forces that have been carefully prepared and organized for more than a month now seem so ridiculous.

It's like a nest of ants, seriously dealing with the elephant.

Based on the information provided by Min Min before, they have determined that enemies are constantly appearing. All of them are foundation-building monks.

It was not that they had never seen war before, and they had seen a lot of bullying between the big and the small, but this was the first time that such a boring experience had really begun.

Among the army of warriors on the ground, many warriors with underground cultivation could no longer resist and fainted. Gaps began to appear in the formation and gradually expanded.

"hiss"

They were swaying in the air waves, and their expressions all changed drastically.

"What is going on? The Shura Sect should never have sent so many foundation-building monks."

On a mountain peak, Min Min stood on a huge flower petal and looked into the distance, her face pale.

After hearing this, many people fell into thinking.

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers and slid them up and down respectively. As the image of the bird was enlarged, a young warrior wearing armor appeared in the close-up view of the warrior formation. His body was shaken as if it had been hit repeatedly.

, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth flowed down the silver-white armor, and his resolute eyes were full of pain, obviously suffering from heavy internal injuries like tearing.

But at this moment, the main force has not yet shown up, and hundreds of foundation builders have arrived, and the lower realm is already on the verge of collapse.

They all speculated that in this battle, it seemed that Jin Dan and Yuanying did not need to show up.

The hull of the ship even made a creaking sound, and I didn't know how long it could last.

They didn't know what was going on, and the reason why they came to join in the fun was entirely because of Chan Di's great war and Hua Xianzi's personal appearance.

At the moment, it seems that Zendi has obviously made a miscalculation and made everyone's trip in vain.

The foundation-building monks, whose momentum is enough to overwhelm an entire world, have actually sent so many of them and they are still appearing.

"No one from the Huajian Sect came. It seems that my letter for help has no effect at all."

A Zen leader said calmly with a clear look in his eyes.

The leader of the Shura Sect sneered: "The omniscient Zen master is here, why don't you ask him."

Even the short and fat leader just now said: "They are a group of strong ants. But, knowing that they will lose, what is the point of persisting like this? Let Kunxu exist for a few more minutes?"

Many monks looked embarrassed and looked at the Zen leaders and the flower fairy.

The short and fat leader smiled and said: "In my opinion, Shura Sect does not need to take action, Kunxu may not be able to withstand this wave of momentum."

In an instant, they were all heartbroken.

The opponent doesn't need to take action, just the momentum when he appears can disintegrate all the combat power of Kunxu.

At this moment, many people were moved.

Located at the center of the first line of defense, they are all the peak warriors of Kunxu. Under the guidance of the Zhenwu Immortal King and the inexhaustible Yuan Power that the Realm Master has recently suddenly arrived, a total of more than a thousand people have been promoted to spiritual level powerhouses.

Unlike the warriors below who were clueless, they had already deeply felt the strength of the person coming.

Looking elsewhere, there are many others just like him.

The Shura sect sent 100,000 foundations and 3,000 golden elixirs, and the leader was a Nascent Soul.

Facing everyone's gaze, he spoke eloquently: "In the past, the war between the spirit world and the lower world could be solved by just sending a few Qi-training monks. It would not touch the heavenly ways of the lower world, and there was no need to worry about the stability of the space. But this time

Otherwise, in the history of history, there has never been such a large-scale battle against the lower world as the Shura Sect."

Hearing this, the leader of Shura Sect snorted coldly.

The old man from Zen continued: "He knows that there are many variables in Kunxu. He accidentally got slapped in the face again. It seems that he can't afford to lose a second time, so he pays so much attention to it."

The leader of Shura Sect snorted again: "Bald man, you don't have a good word to say, so shut up."

"That's what you asked me to say," the old man from Zen continued: "This unprecedented large-scale battle will naturally bring about many problems and variables that have not been encountered before. In addition to the target enemy, there are two major problems that require

Pay attention."