Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

The emperor of Yuxue Fairy Kingdom, who has surpassed the peak of the fourth rank, is pressing towards the Zhenshi Holy Sect.

Jiang Beixuan sacrificed his magic weapon to protect the rest of the Deadpool army, stood up and took the move forcefully.

"He could actually catch the power of the Emperor of Yuxue Fairy Kingdom!"

The white-bearded monk from the three sects of the human race suddenly darkened his face.

From this point of view, he may not only be at the level of transcending the third level.

Fortunately, he had roped in Yuxue Immortal Kingdom as an alliance before, otherwise what would happen today? He might have died without even knowing it.

At this moment, in addition to dissatisfaction, his heart was also filled with a touch of happiness. In a duel between strong men, even if he was a powerful person who transcended the third level, there were very few places where he could intervene.

However, Tiny His power is also power, and now he is barely on par with the emperor of Yuxue Fairy Kingdom. If the three of them are added to the power of transcending the third level, I don't believe that he can still be so comfortable.

Thinking of this, he and the others The two ancestors winked, and the three of them flew up together to join the siege against Jiang Beixuan.

With Jiang Beixuan's transcendent fourth-level strength and nearly a thousand years of meditation practice, his state of mind was far beyond what they could compare to.

He actually managed to become invincible with the power of one person, even facing many masters. The master circle here was in full swing, and the army behind him was also in dire straits.

Tens of billions of people died under the border city of Luohe's seventeen states. The army of servants gathered together with such great momentum that it shook the sky.

"Come with me and defeat these bandits!"

"Meet each other with heads, and everyone gets a reward!"

The number of enemies is not lower than that of the Zhenshi Holy Sect. At this moment, they are even tempting with benefits.

"kill!!"

Poisen, who was dressed in battle armor and holding a heavy sword, stood in the air.

It seems that few people have heard of Jiang Beixuan's name.

But the army behind him is not as low-key as him. They are all like tigers and wolves, crazy and good at fighting. They have become It has caused the nightmares of many forces.

And this is a force that has suddenly risen!

Its growth has made no one expect it.

In a short period of time, the army of dead servants under the Zhenshi Shengzong faced dozens of times the enemy force. Unexpectedly, he did not fall behind at all, and countless forces were frightened by his strength.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the war is still going on...

Tens of millions of monks and dead servants were buried on the broken earth. Broken magic weapons were scattered in all directions, and the bones were even more. Piling up like a mountain, all kinds of terrifying auras surround the world and cannot retreat for a long time.

The entire seventeen states of Luohe have been reduced to ruins, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover in the next thousand years.

Ling Xiaoer has arrived at the rear of the war to support.

Posen attacked The man in white clothes stood quietly in front of her, reporting the latest loss of Deadpool.

"On behalf of the Holy Lord, today tens of millions of enemies died in the battle, and millions of ours died in the battle. The number of Deadpools left now is only about 30% of the previous number."

"One hundred thousand people were seriously injured and may not recover for decades."

Hearing Posen's voice, Ling Xiaoer's handsome brows wrinkled again.

In battles... there are always casualties, and this is inevitable.

But this time, the losses were still too heavy.

Although the other party was not much better..

But the recent calm of the Evil God Clan really makes her uneasy.

Thousands of miles away, the Ancient Soul Palace

"Lord, there is almost no one there, why don’t we go?"

In the main hall, a charming-looking man with a male-female appearance nestled next to the female queen of the Ancient Soul Palace and made a soft voice.

"Go, I still have to recruit some slaves, they can't kill them all."

The lady from the Ancient Soul Palace lifted the man's chin with one hand and replied gently.

"Report~ Female Siren, all the army has been assembled."

"Isn't that good? Let's go~" The female monarch stood up with the man, her expression immediately became serious, and the bursts of pressure released from her body made people afraid to approach. The female monarch took the blood from her fingertips and drew a talisman into the void. A huge crack soon appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

When the Zhenshi Holy Sect was fighting to the death with the other human forces, the Queen of the Ancient Soul Palace tore the void with her bare hands and led a group of evil gods to descend on Luo. The border of the Seventeenth Prefecture of Hehe!

She stared at the exhausted armies of both sides who had been fighting for a long time. She raised her hand and struck a sword. Suddenly, the rolling demon flames rolled, and the dazzling light instantly dimmed the stars and the moon.

The female monarch did not hide her power at all, and The aura of his fifth-turn old master was completely released, forcing it towards many human races.

With a violent roar, everyone's feet were suddenly smashed into a big pit.

Countless monks in the city turned pale with fright.

Those present Among the monks, there are also many masters, and there are even powerful ones in the transcendent realm.

But at this moment, they can't stop a mere sword.

"Holding a heavy sword, the male favorite with a male-female appearance... That is the female queen of the Ancient Soul Palace!"

"Today, I'm afraid we will all die here."

A middle-aged monk stood on the city wall, his whole body shaking uncontrollably, his eyes full of despair.

At this time, behind the Queen of the Ancient Soul Palace, billions of evil god armies were already in place.

Each of them was holding a murderous weapon, and they looked fierce. It seems like I'm going to come over and tear you apart and chew you up in the next moment.

"Go ahead and kill these humans."

The male favorite next to the female monarch spoke.

"Serve the queen! Lucky for me!"

Boom!! Boom!!

Countless dazzling magical powers bloomed in the sky, and the army of billions of evil gods covered the sky, like a pack of evil wolves, fiercely charging towards the human race forces.

"Don't be so impatient, I have always been kind-hearted and will not kill those who surrender."

"Everyone, please think about it carefully."

The cold female voice reached everyone's ears, and all kinds of thoughts came to their minds. The streets that were already in ruins suddenly became more chaotic. Except for a few forces who raised their magic weapons to show resistance, most forces No one dared to resist.

More monks and mortals were hiding on both sides of the street in fear, with faces full of bewilderment.

"She is the fifth-turn ruler of the past!"

"oh? No one wants to surrender?"The female monarch's voice sounded again, as if a talisman was striking everyone's hearts. Those present were all ancestors and disciples of powerful sects, and all of them had a very high sense of honor and confidence in their sects.

Normally, they would even look down upon the Evil God clan. Now

, even though they know that the other party is the terrifying power of the fifth-turn old master, it is difficult for them to kneel down and surrender to the Evil God for a while.

"Lady, look, no one is moving, what should I do?"The male favorite next to the female monarch tapped the direction of the human race with his finger.

The human race who was clicked was shocked. Before he could react, a strong coercion came and his body and head were separated.

"If that's the case, then kill them all.……"

The female monarch of the Ancient Soul Palace finished her words, but made no movement with her hands. She just looked at the human race forces with an indifferent expression.

As if waiting for them to make the final decision.