Black smoke towered into the sky, the earth trembled, and flames as thick as magma covered the earth, burning seriously and firmly.
Countless foreign warriors were instantly turned into ashes, their bodies and souls being completely annihilated under the terrifying impact of the steel mountain. Only those Jia warriors whose physical strength was comparable to that of the Human Witch Emperor, those lucky ones who were not directly hit by the mountain and were lucky enough to stand in the gaps of the mountain peaks, howled miserably and huddled on the ground and were burned crazily by the fire.
Although they were not directly crushed into ashes, the terrible impact shattered their muscles and bones, and numerous cracks appeared in their internal organs. The fire burned their bodies, but they were unable to get up from the ground. They could only watch as the fire slowly burned on their bodies, scorching and melting their flesh layer by layer.
As for those dark clan servants and spirit slaves, as long as they were within the impact range of the mountain, they were all instantly annihilated, leaving not even a little bit of dregs left. The same fate as them was the craftsmen of the Xiu clan who possessed terrifying wisdom but were equally weak physically.
Only a few sparse catastrophic cities and floating castles resisted the pull of the earth's magnetic field, and were lucky enough to avoid the impact of high-altitude mountains. They were suspended in the sky with black smoke and black fire all over their bodies.
Countless Yu clan nobles riding in the City of Catastrophe and the Floating Castle looked down with pale faces, watching pillars of black fire rising into the sky, and watching countless elite and strong alien warriors turn to ashes in the light of the fire.
Di Xu stood on the wall of a floating battle fortress, looking blankly at the coalition forces that instantly turned to gray with Wu Bi. His crotch was wet, and an extremely pungent smell of urine kept coming. This guy was so scared that he peed.
"Revenge, revenge, I, a new witch, have never suffered like this before!" Wu Bi was twitching like crazy and howling hysterically. Standing next to him were nearly a hundred tribesmen who had turned into demons. The eyes of these tribesmen were all occupied by bloodthirsty red light.
The losses were too heavy. They spent countless blood sacrifices and managed to accumulate tens of thousands of demon-turned tribesmen. Now, except for the senior generals around Wu Bi, everyone else was smashed to pieces by Ji Hao. Those tens of thousands of demon-turned tribesmen were the elite among the elite of the Chu Wu lineage, the strongest among the strong. Although the loss was only tens of thousands, the vitality of the Chu Wu lineage was severely damaged!
"Damn it, damn it! Despicable, shameless, vile, shameless!" Dozens of the Holy Lords with crowns, seals, and staffs who turned pale with fright teleported out of thin air and returned to the few remaining floating battle forts. Shivering, he looked in the direction of heaven and cursed hysterically.
Behind them, less than one tenth of the tens of thousands of trusted officials who originally followed them into the sky survived. These people all possess one-time powerful secret treasures. When faced with the disaster of annihilation, they were instantly moved to a safe place, thus avoiding this devastating blow.
Seeing countless familiar faces disappear under the crazy impact of heavy steel mountains, these top nobles of the Yu clan who have roamed countless worlds, conquered countless ethnic groups, and can determine the life and death of countless creatures with one word, their His face instantly became extremely ugly, as ugly as a rotten old zombie excavated from an ancient tomb.
"Raise soldiers and horses, and bring back more soldiers and horses from the world under our control! Ten times, a hundred times, ten thousand times the strength!" A Holy Lord with a crowned name had a gloomy face, and sneered in a hysterical voice: "This What’s a small loss? Evenly divided among each of us, each of our saints only lost 3.5 billion soldiers. But each of us has at least thousands of worlds under his command, and countless soldiers and horses!"
Each of these saints of the Panyu world controls at least thousands of different worlds that they have conquered, just like the Panxi world that Ji Hao once entered. The indigenous groups in those worlds are all their slaves.
The population of the indigenous groups in each world, and the number of indigenous people in the smallest small world is hundreds of billions. According to the ratio of one soldier out of ten, they can draw tens of billions of warriors from any small world, let alone Those medium and large worlds.
If the dozens of saints present are really crazy, they will mobilize all the worlds they control. They can form an army with a population that exceeds the number of all living creatures in Pangu world by hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times. The conquering army was 100,000 times larger and flooded the Pangu world with a flood-like offensive.
The saints were howling hysterically. They were cursing Ji Hao like crazy, cursing all the initiators of using such vicious means to instantly destroy one of their elite armies. They vowed viciously that they would immediately organize a larger and more luxuriously equipped army to launch a retaliatory attack.
"We just followed the great saints and came to this world to see the true face of this world. We did not expect that this is such a huge world, and there are so many worlds around this world waiting for us to conquer." An old-faced Holy Lord with a crown said loudly: "So, the troops we brought are not many... Now, it is our turn to let these natives know what despair means."
The old guy held up the shining crown on his head and said arrogantly: "Like all the worlds we have conquered, these damn natives should not have any other emotions except despair."
Ji Hao stood in front of the gate of the Heavenly Court. The great millstone was slowly and silently turning behind him. One innate spiritual treasure and innate treasure was being swallowed by the great millstone one after another.
In addition to the top nobles of the Yu clan who successfully escaped, the treasures of the tens of thousands of the holy ministers who had just been killed were all swallowed up by the Dao Mopan. Tens of thousands of innate spiritual treasures and innate treasures made Ao Bai and Qingqiang feel excited, but they would not have the courage to ask Ji Hao for a while.
Because countless clouds of purple and gold colors appeared in the sky, accompanied by the strange sound of Dao Lun, a trace of purple and gold light rain fell from the sky, with incomparable majesty, it seemed to be slow but in fact it quickly merged into Ji Hao, Feng Xing, The bodies of Yu Mu, Kua E brothers and others.
Especially the Kua'e brothers and other gods who carried mountains and smashed them down to the heaven. The light rain of merit condensed on them was the strongest. Traces of purple and gold light rain continued to merge into their bodies. The eyes of the Kua'e brothers and others became brighter and brighter, the divine power in their bodies became more intense, and there were faint clouds and waves of various colors rolling rapidly around them.
Suddenly there was a loud roar, and Kua'e's divine power fluctuated violently. His divine power broke through a certain bottleneck, and infinite pressure suddenly spread from him. Even Ao Bai and Qingqiang beside him couldn't help but He took two steps back.
(End of chapter)