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Chapter 150 War God

Tu Wancheng's smile gradually froze: "Fuck, it must be that armor is weird!"

Dai Mengfan also said: "Junior Brother Lu, the giant spirit magic armor you created is like this..."

Lu Boyan shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the giant spirit divine armor, it is his own power."

The true disciples were all silent, especially the true disciples who had bet on "Can Li Qingshan become a true disciple within thirty years" and their faces were a little hot.

"After all, Senior Brother Le has a great vision!"

Letian smiled bitterly, even though he had never seen his true face at the beginning, he was just a dark horse worth betting. Now it seems that if he was a dark horse, what was he? Is he a bad horse?

After entering the cultivation level of the three heavenly tribulations, they soon survived four heavenly tribulations, and then quickly survived five heavenly tribulations. Looking at the entire six paths of reincarnation, how many people in the three thousand worlds can do it.

Not to mention that he has such strength after just five heavenly tribulations. If he reaches the peak of five heavenly tribulations, let alone becoming a true disciple, who else can be the position of the eldest brother?

"If you have any vision, I only convinced Junior Sister Ruan and summoned this kid to the Wanxiang Sect."

Ruan Yaozhu's face turned red and she said, "Senior Brother Moyahu said, I don't have any vision, he is going to come by himself."

Dai Mengfan said, "Oh, no wonder he did not accept the genius and the fire. Such a person would not be able to surrender to others. Lingzun can understand his fate, and it is natural to treat him differently."

Wan Jianfeng tapped his finger and splashed his sword: "Don't sigh, no matter what, it's not a bad thing for him to stand on our side."

Dai Mengfan nodded: "Of course, pay attention to preserving his strength." He looked at the camp of demons and said meaningfully: "The war has not begun yet!"

At this time, in Heiyun City, the 500,000 troops of the Xuanwu Legion had just completely left the city. Under the protection of a group of true disciples, they carried out the final reorganization.

The sky was gloomy, and Li Qingshan took heavy steps. He stepped forward and passed through the surging sea of ​​people.

A piece of golden armor was dyed scarlet by blood, only the crazy sword in his hand. After drinking the blood, the sword pattern faintly emitted red light, becoming more and more dazzling.

In a moment, tens of thousands of demons died under the sword, and this number continued to rise. The earth was covered with dead bodies.

With one sword in hand, thousands of men are invincible. God blocks the gods and demons block the demons and slaughter the demons.

However, after the thick armor, his eyes were always black, without even a trace of bloodthirsty.

The calm expression was not like fighting on the battlefield. It was more like a farmer waving his sickle and mowing grass.

The blade flew past, and an arc light, and the end-of-the-road mad sword was too sharp. It didn't have any touch to cut into the real thing, let alone killing the enemy with the sword wind. Just waved it at will, and human bodies were cut open and fell to the ground one by one.

Who said that human life is like an ant? In this situation, even ants are not as good as ants. Even ants live in silence, but the demons are not afraid of death. They roar and rushed up, and are harvested again, and their lives become insignificant.

Such a scene is enough to awaken anyone who has fantasy about war. Heroes are also butchers.

The Mad Flower Sword Soul felt his mood and mocked: "You boy is really strange. Do you think your enemy is too weak?"

"This kind of battle is not worth my investment."

He vowed to fight against the strongest enemy, rather than relying on slaughtering the weak to gain satisfaction. If he indulged in such a killing, it would be an insult to the true intention of the tiger demon.

However, a feeling is getting stronger and stronger. The war has just begun. The enemy camp remains motionless, like a crawling giant beast. It has just touched its fur. At most, it is just a little pain. The outcome is unknown.

The Mad Flower Sword Soul laughed: "You are a natural Asura, no, you look more like Asuras than the Asuras I have seen. Just use me as much as you like!"

"Okay!" Li Qingshan waved his sword and took another step forward, his strength soared and his strength quickly recovered.

He had crossed the border area and entered the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm laws did not suppress him, and even helped him.

A ferocious beast with a military energy condensed in his eyes rushed over, but its speed suddenly slowed down a lot in his eyes.

So he waved the end-of-the-road mad sword, and in an instant, time seemed to stop.

One knife, two knife, three knife... The sword wind in front has not yet dissipated, the sword wind behind has already surged, overlapping and compressed together.

In the eyes of others, he waved countless swords in an instant. The blade was beaten, and the fierce sword wind roared sharply, turning into a black tornado and howled away. The general's ferocious beast swallowed it.

No matter what it is, the demons, weapons, and armor, once they are caught in it, they will be crushed in an instant and turn into a mass of blood mist.

The tornado moved forward and plowed a deep gully on the earth.

Li Qingshan looked around and saw that no demons were blocking the front. He had already killed through the army of demons. Behind him was a bloody path covered with broken limbs and broken blades.

Several demonic army that came to surround him and killed him still had tens of thousands of people, and the commander was not dead, but when they saw this, they were all chaotic. The remaining few beasts of military aura were distorted and disintegrated, and their morale was completely collapsed.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath and said in a voice: "The one who defeated the enemy, Li Qingshan!"

The cheers were like mountains and tsunamis: "General Shenwu!"

Li Qingshan looked back and said, "Where is the commander of the Five Army?"

The commander of the Five Army said in unison: "The last general obeys the order!"

"Follow me to march and eliminate the remaining enemies!"

"promise!"

With a command, the army of 500,000 moved forward together.

Morale is as strong as fire, rolling metal torrents, rumbles forward. It also seems to be layered and orderly, and it is a whole.

The tens of thousands of demons remaining on the battlefield were broken by Li Qingshan, lost their morale, and had almost no defensive power, and were crushed over.

The Xuanwu Legion was like a metal giant beast, swallowing thousands of demons in one bite and chewing them to pieces. These just tens of thousands of demons were not enough to swallow them.

A large number of demons began to flee, but the army of demons who were under the formation behind forcibly drove back to the battlefield and was soon wiped out.

Li Qingshan frowned. What exactly do the demons want to do?

The army followed Li Qingshan's footsteps and advanced to the Demon Realm, and the entire military formation was completely unfolded, like a metal fan, and he was the axis.

Thousands of eyes were looking at his figure full of fanaticism.

A stream of fierce military aura gathered towards Li Qingshan, and the five armies' battle flags were dancing. A golden armored martial god who was quite similar to Li Qingshan rose slowly on him, standing on the earth, and was still rising. Even the true disciples flying in the air needed to look up.

Dai Mengfan exclaimed: "Xuanwu Military God!"

This is the highest form of military energy condensation, the embodiment of an army, and requires extremely strict conditions to appear.

First of all, the size of the army must be large enough, and the Xuanwu Legion must have a long-term and complete system. Then the morale must be strong enough to condense the military god, which is only possible.

It is not enough to be the commander of the military soul to be recognized by the entire army, but must be worshipped.

A butcher who regards human life as a sorcerer and enjoys killing will never receive real worship. Only when the entire army generals have unreserved trust and desire for victory are all cast on the commander, the war god will come.

Li Qingshan felt endless power surging, even far exceeding the "earth divine power", and even the Demon Emperor could slap him to death.
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