The solemn and majestic whispers shook the atmosphere, like thunder from the nine heavens spreading across a hundred miles. The dull sound waves penetrated the flesh and blood, and the internal organs resonated and trembled. Many weak ethereal ghosts were directly shaken to their wits!

Even though she is a thousand-year-old ghost who is one step away from the throne of God, the beautiful woman feels very uncomfortable. Her body surface has a dark luster visible to the naked eye, and she struggles to resist the power of the boy in white.

"Arrogant...arrogant...yellow-haired kid doesn't know the heights of the sky..."

He struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth, but before the woman could finish speaking, Zhao Yinshun raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky, with a faint smile on his lips.

The secret ritual of [Deprivation of Destiny] is completed!

All that's left is to train the army and be imbued with demonic energy...

Thinking of this, the boy in white ignored the woman's delay, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Put up the flag!"

"Gong Zhuguo has an order! Set up the flag!"

"Put up the flag!"

"Put up the flag!"

…………

The troops behind them roared with excitement and quickly conveyed the order to the battle line that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Then, the dark gold black dragon flags, which were sacred, majestic, and at the same time cruel and ferocious, were slowly raised, dancing wildly in the hunting wind!

In the spiritual field of vision, the majestic blood evil ocean rolled and gathered, condensing into a brutal bloody dragon, and above the dragon, an even larger winding shadow that spread to the end of the line of sight squirmed and condensed, turning into a dark gold like a world-destroying beast.

The black dragon appears and disappears uncertainly in the dark clouds.

A sense of terror and oppression fell from the sky, and the desperate fear of the end of the world enveloped the entire ghost country. The ghost soldiers who had just been gathered by the ghost generals screamed in horror, and the invisible pressure that came to them turned into reality and swept past.

Let them all get hurt.

"Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"

He pointed forward fiercely like a sword, and the wolf-like and tiger-like soldiers crossed Zhao Yinshun like a tide, roaring and pressing forward.

The young man in white who stayed on the spot stood with his hands behind his back, watching the soldiers under his command spread like mercury pouring down the ground. The thick and huge blood demons connected together, dispelling the gloomy ghostly aura, and suppressed the black mist to retreat rapidly.

Looking left and right, one hundred thousand troops formed a huge arc that stretched for dozens of kilometers, pressing towards the ghost country like a pair of pliers, as if they were going to crush this dark country into pieces!

Cut down mountains and destroy temples, slay gods and demons!

This is the brutal war machine that ends the age of ignorant myths and opens the history of civilization - [The Way of War]!

Appreciating the devastating and overwhelming offensive of his own army, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

The blood evil force of only 100,000 people is more powerful than an ordinary army of hundreds of thousands!

After feeding them for so long, I finally raised them...

Now if there is only one divine general to lead the entire army, the entire [Cang Jiao Army] will undergo earth-shaking qualitative changes!

When the time comes, when such a powerful army launches a large formation, even the eighth-level Yasheng will have to scratch their heads!

At the forefront of the brutal front, the heavily armed soldiers of the Cangjiao Army were slaughtering crazily with extremely high efficiency.

The mindless zombies staggered under the pressure of the military formation. Before they even got close, bullets filled with blood evil energy penetrated their bodies, creating holes that were transparent from front to back and were as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

What's more, it was directly torn into pieces by brutal bullets, and disgusting black blood and rotten flesh flew all over the sky, like an exploded watermelon...

And more ethereal ghosts are even more desperate. They usually come and go like the wind, but now they are unable to move in the blood-evil ocean that stretches for hundreds of miles. Their invisible and lurking extraordinary power is omnipresent under the bloody light that fills the world.

Escaped and habitually flying in mid-air, they can only be targeted one by one by the enemy like targets.

Even some evil ghosts with shallow moral skills were directly burned into blue smoke by the masculine and hot furnace of Qi and blood, without even touching the edge of the military formation!

Seeing such a one-sided battle situation, the beautiful woman who kept retreating was filled with doubts about life.

What are those weird hidden weapons?

Why can ghost soldiers be beaten into pieces from a long distance away?

There are also those giant iron men who serve as vanguards. Even a silver-armored corpse will be chopped into pieces with a few blows from the door-wide sword!

In her long life, only in the troubled times of changing dynasties would such a terrifying army appear!

Fortunately, there is no god general to integrate them, otherwise with such a powerful army, it would be easy to destroy their ghost country!

Feelings of joy rolled in her heart, and the beautiful young woman forced herself to calm down, pretending to be calm and looking at the ghost general beside her.

"Order the army! Withdraw to the king's divine domain!"

"Follow the order!"

"An army without divine generals is just a piece of loose sand. After retreating to the divine realm and then dealing with them, you might be able to turn defeat into victory!"

Muttering to herself as if to comfort herself, the beautiful woman glared fiercely at a small white dot in the distance, and her whole body turned into a black mist and disappeared in place.

At the rear of the battle line, Zhao Yinshun was looking at the situation leisurely, communicating quietly with Tang Hongda behind him from time to time.

"The magic knight armor has increased the officer's combat effectiveness several times. He is really invincible... but the number is a bit small..."

"Your Majesty, just one [Dragon Teeth] alone has consumed more than half of the military expenditure. Add in the bullets consumed in daily training. We can't even equip a few magic cannons. How can we allocate resources [Magic Knight Armor]"

】ah……"

Sensing that Zhao Yinshun was in a happy mood, Tang Hongda took the time to cry out and began to tell how difficult it was for him.

"Okay, in a few months a large number of factories will start to put into production. By then, the cost of enchanted steel and other military supplies will drop significantly. I will increase your military expenditure by 50%. Is that enough?"

Looking at the burly and sturdy man, Zhao Yinshun laughed and shook his head.

"That's enough! Thank you, sir!"

Knowing that this was a reward for the army's combat effectiveness, Tang Hongda smiled from ear to ear.

At the other end of the battlefield, the army with high morale surged forward like a sharp sickle across the earth, leaving behind stumps of limbs and broken arms, as well as all kinds of weird organs and meat.

Fighting from day to night, the front line stretching for dozens of kilometers was like slowly closing petals, and finally completely surrounded and blocked the ghost country.

A hundred thousand troops compressed the ghost country that originally covered a hundred miles in radius to ten miles in size. The dense army surrounded the remaining core area. The connected blood evil energy turned the heaven and earth into a cage, constantly oppressing the ghost mist and Yin energy to retreat.

But the further they advanced, the greater the resistance. In the last ten miles, no matter how much Tang Hongda tried to activate the blood evil, he could no longer shake the impregnable divine realm.

"Your Majesty, the ghost king's kingdom should be ahead."

"Well, it's getting late now, and the yin energy is rising. Let's withdraw our troops first, and wait until the sun comes out tomorrow before launching a general attack."

Looking up at the sky covered with dark clouds, Zhao Yinshun shook his head helplessly.

After a whole day of fierce fighting, even if a warrior has a long physical strength, he will definitely be tired. In addition, the night is the home of demons and ghosts. One will wax and wane, and a night attack will probably suffer...

But at this moment, the divine realm that was oppressed to the limit trembled slightly, and the surging evil spewed out from the depths of the earth, releasing endless hazy black mist.

In the dark, some kind of terrifying idea slowly awakens, and the cold and biting evil wind howls out of thin air, making people's hair stand on end.

The rich black energy entangled and conflicted with the blood evil, turning into a faint mist that enveloped the world. For a moment, the whole world seemed to have fallen into a gloomy ghost world.

"Um?"

The boy in white who was about to take a rest raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"I thought I would have dinner tomorrow, but I didn't expect Fatty to come to me overnight..."

Amidst the joking murmurs, a hazy black shadow expanded infinitely, turning into a huge evil ghost as large as a mountain range, lying in the sky above the entire army.

"How dare a humble mortal dare to offend this king..."

Before the sinister words fell, a more brutal and ferocious roar fell from the sky, and a dark gold black dragon head, larger than the evil ghost, slowly descended from the clouds, revealing its true appearance, like a cloud hanging from the sky covering the earth.

"How dare a lonely ghost claim to be king? You don't overestimate your own abilities!"

The small, snow-white figure seemed to have lost its weight, slowly floating up out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye it was high in the sky, overlooking the evil ghost that looked like a mountain.

In stark contrast to that small figure, is the incredibly huge dark gold black dragon head behind him!

A pair of evil and cruel purple-gold vertical pupils of the boy in white released a faint divine light, which was exactly the same as the huge pupils of the black dragon behind him. A substantial sense of oppression filled the world, as if he was about to be crushed into powder by his invisible gaze.

Staring at the incomprehensible vision, the Ghost King suddenly realized that the terrifying shadow of the dark gold and black dragon was just the shadow of the boy in white, the product of his inner power and authority projected into reality...

Immediately, endless doubts emerged in his mind.

He had been sleeping in seclusion for several years. Why did he see such a monster when he opened his eyes?

This is more exaggerated and arrogant divine power than mine...

Fifth level???

I sensed it carefully again and again, but no matter how I observed it, the aura exuding from the boy in white was genuine fifth level!

However, from the pressure that was like a god, the Ghost King felt that he was facing a higher-level god.

A mere mortal thing...why does it look like an eighth-level sub-saint?

I can't even look him in the eyes...

The ferocious aura was suppressed, and the Ghost King looked back and forth with cold eyes, uttering overlapping murmurs that were neither male nor female.

"Who are you?"

"The Lord of Damin Wu'an, the Champion, the Kingdom of Liuyin Zhu——Zhao Yinshun."

Every time the insignificant young man spoke a word, a deafening dull dragon roar echoed in the sky, as if the whole world was resonating with his whisper.
To be continued...