Douluo: I have eight enshrinements, Qian Renxue protector!

Chapter 212 Cruelty

The massacre was still continuing, from day to night. At this time, very few of the one million troops were left, but there were still a few who were still stubbornly resisting. Ji Wudao and others naturally showed no mercy at all. .

A large number of large-scale soul skills were released, mercilessly harvesting their lives. When the Spirit Empire soldiers stationed in the distance saw this scene, they were a little ashamed, and even frightened.

The millions of troops were killed like this by their eight great worshipers, leaving no trace behind. They were killed in fear, until they collapsed, and until they were in despair!

You must know that the number of their troops is only one million. If they face eight worshipers, you can imagine how miserable their ending will be!

"Long live the worship, may the worship be mighty!"

"Long live the worship, may the worship be mighty!"

"Long live the worship, may the worship be mighty!"

Millions of troops shouted in unison, the sound was loud, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it was deafening. These two sentences resounded throughout the battlefield. When the soldiers on the first front line of the Star Luo Empire heard these words, they became even more desperate. They have no chance of winning, they can't stop each other.

"We should surrender. We should not work for the Star Luo Empire. We were forced to join the army. We should not resist the Spirit Empire. Instead, we should welcome the arrival of the Spirit Empire. The Spirit Empire is a sacred empire. Kingdom!" one soldier shouted, and was echoed by a large number of soldiers.

They should surrender, surrender to the Wuhun Empire, and believe that the Wuhun Empire will accept their surrender.

But then, the soldier was killed by the supervisor. He held the opponent's head in his hands, stared at the soldiers around him, and said loudly: "This person has disturbed the morale of our army and has been killed by me. This person has been killed by me." We, the Xingluo Empire, will not spare any traitors waiting for them, and we will serve as a warning to others!"

As the soldier was killed, the arrogance of surrender was instantly suppressed. No one dared to mention surrender anymore. They had been oppressed for thousands of years and had completely forgotten what resistance and integrity meant.

They only knew that they should do whatever the official asked them to do, instead of questioning, resisting, or refuting. The leader was killed. They instantly lost their backbone and rushed forward numbly again, towards that Rushing into the abyss, he was not afraid of death, or he was already numb.

The surviving soldiers have seen a lot of death, and many familiar people around them have died in front of their eyes. They have become numb, and they are like a ball of rotten meat, rushing forward.

Above the sky, Ji Wudao's white robe has turned into a red robe, completely dyed red with blood. With his long white hair and silver-gray eyes, he stands in the sky holding the evil-breaking sword in his right hand, reflected in the moonlight. Below, like a peerless killing god!

"Too many, too many, it's almost impossible to kill them all. Even I have been affected, as if I have fallen into infinite killing!" Ji Wudao said in a deep voice.

There were so many killings that Ji Wudao was a little uncomfortable with it, and was even affected, as if he was a ruthless killing machine. Ning had been killing endlessly. From the morning until now, he could no longer count. Come on, how many people died tragically under his evil sword.

"The Sixth Soul Skill: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" Ji Wudao said plausibly, then read.

Large and small evil-breaking swords suddenly appeared all around. There were ten thousand swords, and the number was still increasing. Then with the opponent's finger, the evil-breaking swords fell overwhelmingly like wasps passing by, and the ground was instantly covered with dense evil-breaking swords. Sword, ordinary soldiers were directly penetrated by the sword and died tragically on the spot. There was absolutely no room for resistance. They didn't know what they were charging for. They couldn't even reach the opponent. They had lost the chance to charge and were completely left here, completely destroyed.

The battle continues to this day, and their casualties are so great that they are completely immeasurable and impossible to calculate. Some people did not even leave their bodies behind, and completely disappeared from this world, as if they had never been here. They were just nameless people. That's all, maybe no one will remember them.

Qian Daoliu was suspended in the sky, sighed, and swung the sharp sword in his hand. A sword energy suddenly fell, and there was a roar and dust flew up. The soldiers within a hundred meters were instantly reduced to ashes, blown into blood mist, and disappeared.

Qian Daoliu stared at the sky and said: "There has never been such a tragic war in the world. The Star Luo Empire just used an egg to hit a stone. Looking at the history of thousands of years, there is only one such war!"

The brutality of the war was completely beyond Qian Daoliu's imagination. This was a massacre, a unilateral massacre. Even most of the soldiers died tragically on the spot before they could reach them. He didn't even know that the other party What is the meaning of fighting this war?

Consume their soul power, maybe that's it. Their soul power consumption is indeed a bit high. Powerful soul skills are released non-stop, and the soul power is consumed very quickly. If they can't get effective replenishment, the other party may consume them. Soul Power's plan will really succeed.

But such a chance is really too small, pitifully small.

Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City.

In the main hall, Emperor Xingluo had already received news of the arrival of the Wuhun Empire. The opponent had already arrived in front of the Rift Valley and started a big battle in the Rift Valley, a one-sided massacre.

"The Wuhun Empire is really terrifying. Just one day has passed and most of the one million troops have been destroyed. I'm afraid that tomorrow afternoon, the first line of defense will be completely lost!" Emperor Xingluo said with emotion.

They all underestimated the combat power of the eight worshipers. In the eyes of the other party, the army of one million people was nothing more than meat on the chopping board. They could be slaughtered by others. It was only a matter of time before the army of one million people were slaughtered. With the help of It is difficult, too difficult to block the opponent's eight worshipers with ordinary troops.

Fortunately, they deployed the Haotian Sect's leader, four elders, and a large number of soul masters in the Rift Valley. Otherwise, they really wouldn't be able to stop each other.

Emperor Xingluo chuckled lightly, put the report in his hand aside, and said with emotion: "The combat power of the eight ministers exceeded expectations. Our Xingluo Empire suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, the most important thing we lack is soldiers. , Soldiers are still being recruited continuously, and it is estimated that by the time the opponent reaches the fifth front, they will be able to recruit at least half a million troops, which can barely consume some of their soul power."

In the eyes of Emperor Xingluo, ordinary soldiers were just beings that consumed the opponent's soul power. Even the millions of elite soldiers in their Xingluo Empire were nothing more than powerful cannon fodder. He wanted to cause substantial damage to the eight worshippers. The damage is still too difficult.

(End of this chapter)