Fantasy: Sign-in From The Womb, Born As A Major Antagonist

"She... is so strong!"

Shen Jianxin stared blankly at Gu Yao, who stood alone on the Ice Curtain of Heaven and fought against thirty thousand Dragon Knights. His eyes were filled with shock.

"Let's join the fight too!"

Ying Ling's fighting spirit rose.

As soon as he finished speaking, he led the four Great Qin Empire Saint Ranks and charged into the battlefield!

Heh!

Mu Xuanyin looked at Gu Yao standing on the Ice Curtain and chuckled.

"Indeed, Gu Yao has changed!"

"But our Holy Maiden is not inferior!"

After saying that, she shook her head and turned into a streak of light, rushing towards a Senior Elder of the National Protector Sect who was also a Saint Rank.

"What an impatient person!"

Luo Yuzhu smiled helplessly. Then she strolled in the void, and wherever her beautiful eyes passed, no one dared to meet her gaze, let alone attack her!

She was the number one person under the Supreme Heaven, possessing a Legendary Level cultivation.

Nan Lingyue's order to her was to protect Mu Xuanyin's safety. As for the rest, she could handle it herself.

Now, her perception of battle had reached its peak, and she was on guard against the Senior Emperor of Northern Xia making a move.

It should be noted that the cultivation of that Senior Emperor of Northern Xia was probably not weaker than hers, or even higher!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In front of the capital city, there were three battlefields.

On the Ice Curtain of Heaven, Gu Yao fought alone against thirty thousand Dragon Knights!

In front of the capital city, Gu Jian and Wei Lao led the Iron Floating Pagoda Army in a fierce battle against the National Protector Sect Army!

In the void, Mu Xuanyin led the Saint Ranks in a great battle!

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On the Ice Curtain of Heaven!

Gu Jian held the Ice King Sword and charged alone against thirty thousand Dragon Knights.

Her expression was cold, and her beautiful eyes radiated a murderous light. Her figure was graceful like a startled swan, her swordsmanship was unparalleled, and endless sword lights illuminated the night. Wherever the blade passed, blood splattered.

Dragon Knights?

In front of her, they were like lambs to the slaughter.

It should be noted that she had never practiced any swordsmanship beside Ji Xiu.

But today, the level of swordsmanship she displayed was ten times stronger than Gu Jian, who specialized in swordsmanship!

Finally, among the thirty thousand Dragon Knights, a Saint Rank expert made a move!

He was a commander in the Dragon Knight realm of the Upper Realm, and these thirty thousand Dragon Knights were his army!

Longyang had paid a great price to invite him to assist in the Lower Realm!

"Kill!"

Gu Yao fought against the Dragon Knight Saint Rank.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The divine light of ice and the crimson killing light constantly intertwined and collided, and the earth-shattering energy pierced through the heavens and the earth.

"What a strong level of energy!"

"I didn't expect such a powerful person in the Lower Realm!"

The Dragon Knight Saint Rank became more and more shocked as they fought.

He didn't expect that a woman who had just entered the Saint Rank could fight him on equal footing.

At the same time, what made him most fearful was Gu Yao's true essence level, which far surpassed ordinary Saint Rank experts and was still rising.

In his opinion, even the pride of the heavens in the Upper Realm might not be able to match Gu Yao if they were to fight at the same level!

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On the battlefield in Kyoto!

Wei Lao was like an invincible god of slaughter, leaving corpses everywhere he went. He used to be the chief instructor of the number one assassin organization in the mortal world.

The battlefield could be said to be his domain. In just a short period of time, countless Monarch Rank experts had died under his hands.

As for Gu Jian, he and the four directors of the Military Intelligence Department, Ghost Sword, Blind Monk, Demon Blade, and Longbow, swept through the battlefield like killing machines!

Moreover, while he was killing, his mind was still very clear, commanding the battlefield.

"Ghost Sword, break the left wing!"

"Demon Blade, protect the right wing!"

"Longbow, clear the way."

"Blind Monk, hold the rear."

"I will divide their camp!"

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The Military Intelligence Department, with the seamless cooperation of the five powerhouses, is like a fish in water on this chaotic battlefield.

With the same amount of effort, the number of National Protector Sect powerhouses and warriors who have died under their hands is no less than five.

Their combination in battle is like walking in a deserted land.

As for Ying Ling and Shen Jianxin, one is the second prince of the Great Qin Empire, and the other is the Saintess of the Crimson Cloth Church.

The powerful techniques they possess are stronger and more ruthless than one another.

Even the Monarch Rank powerhouses of the National Protector Sect cannot withstand more than three moves from them before falling.

"Enjoyable!"

"Hahaha!"

"Your Highness, what do you think?"

Ying Ling's black hair is stained with blood, and he is in high spirits.

This is not his first time on the battlefield, but it is the first time he has enjoyed killing so much.

Tonight, he wears a black robe and a mask, and no one knows who he is. He can kill as he pleases without worrying about his identity.

In addition, the smell of blood ignites the demonic power that Ji Xiu once bestowed upon him, making him even more excited the more he kills.

"Shut your mouth!"

Shen Jianxin glares at Ying Ce.

She doesn't find it enjoyable, she just finds Ying Ling noisy.

After all, she is not a pervert, how could she enjoy killing?

For her, killing is only a means to an end, to help Ji Xiu protect the capital.

"Boring woman!"

Ying Ling snorts, then crushes the head of a Monarch Rank powerhouse and charges into the crowd again.

Tonight, it is a rare opportunity for him to personally experience killing, and he intends to cherish it.

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Above the void!

A battle between Saint Ranks!

Seven Saint Ranks from the Crimson Cloth Church!

Four Saint Ranks from the Great Qin Empire!

They are all facing the elders of the National Protector Sect!

However, it is obvious that their strength is far inferior to the elders who returned from the Upper Realm. But fortunately, they can still barely contend.

Of course...

Except for the Supreme Holy Maiden, Mu Xuanyin!

She alone fights against six Saint Ranks. At first, it may have been a bit difficult, but as she used the inheritance given to her by Nan Lingyue, she became more and more courageous. The six Saint Ranks were forced to retreat by her alone!

For a moment, the balance of victory unexpectedly tilted towards the Northern Xia capital!

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Meanwhile, on a mountain peak not far from the capital.

Several terrifying figures stand there, one of them wearing a crimson gown, with fiery long hair swaying in the wind...

Her beauty is extremely stunning, and her figure is alluring.

And she is Yan Fei, who came from the Snow City!

At this moment, Yan Fei looks at the three battlefields in retreat, and her red lips curl up with a hint of mockery as she speaks to the middle-aged man beside her.

"Longyang, your National Protector Sect is not doing well, huh?"

"Without Ji Xiu, you can't even take down this capital?"

"Tell me, are you really useless?"

Upon hearing this, Longyang bitterly smiles and says,

"Your Highness, I didn't expect the three major forces from the Lower Realm to come to the aid of the capital."

"And that little maid by Ji Xiu's side, her strength is extraordinary. Her bloodline talent is a once-in-a-millennium existence even in the Upper Realm!"

"Shut up!"

Yan Fei glances at Longyang with dissatisfaction in her beautiful eyes.

"Enough!"

"Yang'er, it's your turn!"

The old man sitting on the mountaintop slowly opens his eyes, revealing a cold light.

And he is none other than Longqian, the Supreme Emperor of the National Protector Sect.