The Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: I am the Lord

"Come on, kill...!"

Ye Tian's order was like the beating of a war drum, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the army of 300,000 Daxia monks. Their eyes shone with determination, their hearts were filled with anger and determination towards the enemy, and they surged with endless killing intent. They share the same hatred and vow to completely eliminate these enemy forces and defend the glory of Daxia!

As Ye Tian's order fell, the army of 300,000 monks shouted in unison, their murderous intent soaring into the sky, covering the sun, and surging out like a torrent. Their speed was extremely fast, and their bodies turned into streaks of lightning, streaking through the air with bright trajectories, like sharp arrows, shooting towards the enemy camp from all directions, as if they were going to kill the entire enemy army in an instant. The camp was swallowed up, as if it was about to overthrow the entire world.

At this moment, the 300,000-strong army seemed to be integrated into one body, and their strength gathered together to form an unstoppable force that reached the sky. Their fighting spirit was like a blazing flame, causing the entire battlefield to boil in an instant, as if it was going to melt everything.

On the battlefield, the wind howled, dust flew, and the earth trembled. As they charged, the entire earth seemed to be lifted up. Cries of killing, sounds of weapons clashing, roars... all the sounds were intertwined together, like a roaring dragon, invincible.

The majestic attacks released by the Daxia monks were unparalleled, like roaring dragons and angry tigers, carrying a monstrous murderous intent, rushing away violently, leaving bright traces in the air, as if To tear the entire sky apart.

At this moment, because the so-called ten war gods were killed and the three powerful men surrendered, the enemy army had already lost its mind, its soul was trembling, and it lost its will to fight. In such a situation of overwhelming defeat, not many people can have the heart to resist, and not many people have the courage and determination to fight with them. No matter how strong or weak they are, they just want to run for their lives. Even if there were some attempts to resist, it was just out of instinctive self-preservation, and there was not much lethality at all.

Under the fierce attack of the Daxia cultivators, they were immediately beaten and fled with their heads in their hands. Many of them had their heads dislocated and fell into a pool of blood before they even had a chance to resist, becoming the dead souls of the Daxia cultivators. . Under the fierce attack of Daxia cultivators, tens of thousands of enemy troops died in just a few moments.

In an instant, corpses littered the land for hundreds of miles, and rivers of blood flowed like a purgatory on earth. Screams, exclamations, curses, and begging for mercy came and went, and the air was filled with blood. The ground was littered with corpses piled up like mountains. At this moment, not only the battlefield, but even hundreds of miles around seemed to be filled with a strong aura of death, and even the clouds seemed to be lowered a bit.

The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke and pungent blood. The shouts of killing echoed in the void like rolling thunder, shaking the sky. The collision of fists, feet, fingers and claws, palm shadows... magical powers and secret techniques, knives, spears, swords, sticks, and countless weapons and magic weapons made a loud noise, bursting out with power that destroyed the world.

"Boom boom boom, bang bang bang, click click click...!"

The earth shook and the void shook. The extremely violent attacks raged wildly, like huge winds and huge waves, covering the sky and the sun, and sweeping across all directions in an instant. Every moment, there are enemies who have become dead souls at the hands of Daxia monks. Even if there are a few enemies with a little bit of counterattack power, the power they emit seems to be restricted by heaven, and it cannot cause any substantial harm to the monks in Daxia.

It was thrilling, like a one-sided massacre, which made the enemy's face turn pale, his soul was gone, and his heart was filled with endless fear and despair. In this chaos and despair, the morale of the enemy monks collapsed bit by bit, and finally collapsed completely.

When they first stepped out of their homeland, they didn't expect that the ten war gods they relied on would lose, and they didn't even expect that the three peerless strong men who looked like gods would surrender!

In the face of the Daxia monks' attacks like a wild dragon emerging from the sky and a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, the defenses of the enemy monks were as fragile as paper and vulnerable to a single blow. Their spells, martial arts, and magical killing moves instantly collapsed under countless powerful impacts, and they were unable to exert their due power at all. They could only watch those fierce killing moves approaching them, and finally saw their heads and bodies dislocated.

In an instant, the battlefield fell into chaos and ruthless massacre. The Daxia monks' attacks were as fierce and swift as a violent storm, and each attack was accompanied by bursts of blood. The enemy monks fell one by one under their attack, turning into a shower of blood and minced meat on the ground.

"Come on, kill...!"

On the battlefield, the thundering shouts of the Daxia monks were like rolling thunder, swallowing up mountains and rivers. They were full of pride and showed their endless fighting spirit. He could instantly make people's blood boil and their fighting power soar.

Amidst these shouts, Daxia monks were like machines harvesting the lives of their enemies. At this moment, they were fearless. Even if they faced enemies stronger than themselves, they would still step forward bravely.

At this moment, they have only one goal, which is to completely eliminate the enemy and win the final victory in this battle. They brandished the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the enemy again and again, with determination and ruthlessness written on their faces. They are not afraid of powerful enemies or life and death, as if they want to kill all their enemies. They only fight to protect Daxia, protect their homeland, and defend Daxia's glory and dignity!

On the battlefield, Ye Tian and the five powerful masters stepped into the air. Their figures seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, exuding an extremely powerful aura. They stared coldly at the carnage on the battlefield below, as if life was like a piece of grass and death was not a pity.

The battle below was extremely fierce, with shouts of killing and the sound of weapons clashing one after another, shaking the sky and the earth. However, to Ye Tian and the five great masters, these sounds were as insignificant as the sound of wind in the distance, and no change of color could be seen on their faces.

In just a few moments, hundreds of thousands of lives gradually disappeared on the battlefield, swallowed up by the ruthless war. But even though blood flowed like a river and corpses piled up like a mountain, the eyes of Ye Tian and the five great masters were always as calm as water, with no ripples at all. Their eyes were cold and deep, as if they were overlooking a trivial farce.

Inside Daxia's highest combat command center. At this moment, the king of the country and many ministers and generals were gathered together. Their eyes were widened and they were all staring at the huge screen in front of them. Satellite images of the battlefield are being transmitted in real time on the screen, and every moment and every detail seems to tug at the heartstrings of everyone present.

On the battlefield, the monks were like gods descending into the world, ascending the clouds and riding waves, like blue dragons emerging from the clouds. Every time they took action, they were accompanied by the power of landslides and earth-shattering. And every moment, there are human heads missing, instantly transformed into cold corpses, lying in a pool of blood. Such a tragic scene, even for the kings and ministers who hold high positions in the secular world of Daxia, is the only time they have ever seen it. It is thrilling and almost suffocating.

At the moment, "This is a one-sided massacre!" It's just the enemy who died.

At this moment, whether it was the king of the country or the ministers and generals present, each of them clenched their fists and stood solemnly. Although their eyes were fixed on the screen, their hearts were filled with overwhelming emotions.

From the first battle between the Great Xia monks and the ten war gods of the Hundred Kingdoms Alliance to the three-on-three match between the peerless experts on both sides, not only did they stage a wonderful drama of polar counterattack under a situation where everyone thought they were bound to lose, but it also caused the enemy to Such powerful three peerless men were willing to surrender to Ye Tian. They understood that if it were not for Ye Tian in this battle in Daxia, those who would be slaughtered would not be the enemy, but the soldiers of Daxia.

They could see that at this point, if nothing unexpected happened, and if the enemy army did not have a more powerful force to come forward, Daxia's victory would be a foregone conclusion. Under such circumstances, they originally thought that if they won two out of three games, Daxia won the gambling war, and the Hundred Nations Monk Alliance would surrender and fulfill the bet, Ye Tian would stop the war and withdraw his troops. Unexpectedly, Ye Tian didn't play according to common sense at all, and he had no intention of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

At this moment, everyone understood that Ye Tian wanted to kill all his enemies and avoid future troubles forever. He, Ye Tian, ​​wants to bring peace to Daxia Kingdom forever and create a peaceful living environment for the people of Daxia!

"Push, puff, bang, bang...!" On the battlefield, the sounds of fighting, roaring, and begging for mercy were mixed together, like the whispers of demons, making people's scalp numb. Countless pieces of flesh, broken bones, and broken limbs were splashed everywhere, and the blood dyed the earth red for hundreds of miles. When everyone saw the bloody, cruel and terrifying scenes and such direct and shocking killings, even if all the dead were enemies, they felt creepy and frightened.

"The fighting doesn't stop, the killing doesn't stop...!"

The war was brutal and bloody, a long day and night of fighting. When the last enemy's head was missing and completely dead, the horizon finally ushered in the dawn. The smoke from the battlefield gradually dissipated, but the smell of blood and tragedy still filled the air, pungent and suffocating. On the ground, countless flesh and blood, broken bones, and mutilated limbs were piled up like mountains, and blood flowed into rivers. The land of hundreds of miles turned into a hell on earth overnight.

At the Great Xia Kingdom’s highest combat command center, everyone watched all this in silence. At this moment, their faces were a little pale, their bodies were trembling slightly, and the only thing in their hearts was endless shock!

They originally thought that modern warfare was the bloodiest, most terrifying, and most destructive. However, when they witnessed the real battle of the monks with their own eyes, they knew what war was, what killing was, and what terror was.

The mysterious and powerful methods, the power to destroy the world, and the indomitable momentum... are all frightening and intimidating. However, it makes people laugh and yearn for it...!

And they know very well that they have already embarked on the path of spiritual practice, so in the future...!

"Should we move forward bravely, or should we retreat and live an ordinary life...?"

At this moment, while they were excitedly cheering for Daxia's victory, they couldn't help but ask themselves...