Chapter 477 Silver Legion (Thanks to the three leaders of the craftsman Master Yang for the reward)
In order to find out what happened in front, Feng Qi continued to move forward with Xiao You and Po Jia.
From time to time, figures came through the rain curtain.
After discovering Feng Qi, they would choose to detour, as if something terrible happened in front.
After walking for about half a day, Feng Qi looked to the north, only to see that the north was shrouded in rain and fog, and a majestic steel city appeared at the end of his sight.
Feng Qi realized that he had come to the vicinity of the king's city, where the power in charge of this domain was located. He
could see many figures rushing from the vicinity of the king's city to his direction.
But what he didn't understand was that there was no war here, why there were so many fleeing figures.
At this moment, the old voice of the magic knife sounded in his mind:
"The battlefield is not here, I sensed a strong energy fluctuation in the west."
Hearing the reminder of the magic knife, Feng Qi turned his head and looked forward, and chose to continue moving forward.
Finally, after a few hours, Feng Qi's sight broke through the rain curtain and found a huge army like a long dragon in the distance. The army was lined up on the left and right, and the two sides stretched for miles.
In order to better observe what happened, he scanned the area and chose a hillside as an observation point.
He took Xiaoyou and Pojia up the hillside, and his vision suddenly became clear.
In the rain, the warriors wearing silver-white cold steel armor held weapons and looked to the west, as if waiting for something to come.
It can be seen from the armed configuration that this is a very elite army.
Compared with the single arms of the weaker tribe, this legion has a clear allocation of arms.
Looking at the front row of the army, the steel warriors holding blue energy shields stood at the forefront of the legion like the Dinghaishenzhen in the army.
Above the elite army, countless flying beasts that looked like bats but were huge in size were flying, and knights holding reins on them could be seen.
In the middle area of the legion, a large number of spiritualists were suspended.
At the end of the army was the assault cavalry regiment riding three types of mounts, which were neatly lined up in order, and at the end was the cavalry riding giant beasts.
In addition, there were a large number of engineering arms.
Compared with the weaker tribes in the domain, we can see the advantages of this legion in configuration and its overall comprehensive quality.
Raindrops hit the silver-white battle clothes they wore, splashing dense water. The army looked to the west and waited in battle formation, like a cold and forbidden statue, waiting for the unknown to come.
"What a strong breath, there are powerful guys in this army."
At this time, the voice of the magic knife sounded.
Hearing this, Feng Qi immediately restrained his breath.
In the many years of journey experience, there are very few people who can be praised as strong by the magic knife. It can be seen that there are people in this army that he can't afford to offend. If he is discovered at this time, he may be dismissed early.
But what makes him curious is.
What happened?
Is another domain invasion war about to start?
How strong will the domain force be that can make such an elite army wait in battle formation?
With curiosity, he lay on the hillside and chose to wait for the development of the situation.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Xiaoyou quietly came to his right side at this time, and also lay on the ground and turned his head carefully to ask.
"Don't make a sound, just watch."
"Oh." Xiaoyou nodded obediently, and also followed Fengqi's example to narrow his eyes and look forward.
At this time, Pojia also lay on his left side.
Time passed, and while Fengqi was waiting, a thunder suddenly came from the sky, and a black lightning tore through the space, and then the entire domain field shook.
It seemed that something was broken at the end of the sight, and waves and ripples appeared on the space barrier of the domain field.
Just when Fengqi was puzzled, the voice of the magic knife sounded in his mind:
"If I am not mistaken, the domain field adjacent to this domain field has been broken. The enemy they are waiting for is not an invasion from the neighboring domain field, but perhaps a spreading disaster."
As the voice of the magic knife fell, countless black figures emerged through the barrier of the thunder domain field.
The rain was pouring down, and these black figures looked very strange.
The body seemed to have no bones, and the body twisted randomly when walking.
When these black figures appeared, a dull horn sounded in the silver-white steel army below the hillside.
The sound of the horn was deafening, as if it sounded in my mind.
Feng Qi suddenly felt the blood in his body begin to flow faster and faster, as if he had received a shot of cardiotonic.
The blood began to boil.
When the horn sounded, a shocking scene appeared.
"Ah roar!"
In the rainstorm, the iron army shouted in unison, with a strong fighting spirit.
Looking from the hillside, Feng Qi even had an illusion that a huge silver-white steel beast suddenly opened its eyes and exuded fierce power.
"Beep!"
The dull horn sounded again briefly.
The ground trembled immediately, and the iron warriors quickly scattered to the left and right, and the cavalry at the back began to move forward along the gap.
When the cavalry came to the front of the steel, the horn sounded again.
Suddenly, the sorcerer in the middle of the legion began to outline the spell, and one after another, the spiritual light fell on the cavalry like a meteor, and their bodies lit up with various colors.
The dark invading force gradually approached, and when the horn sounded again, the iron warriors riding the beasts raised their spears.
The knights in the sky took the lead in charging.
These birds and beasts flew at a very fast speed, and after approaching the pitch-black invading forces, they dropped the purple sacs under their claws.
Suddenly, purple plasma exploded in the pitch-black army.
A large number of pitch-black figures melted under the overflowing plasma, and even the earth was not spared, melting and sinking under the terrifying power of the poisonous plasma.
After the first wave of attacks ended, the horn sounded as a short series of blows.
The cavalry regiment, with multiple buff spells superimposed, pierced through the rain and charged forward.
The scene was extremely spectacular, like a torrent of steel chariots rolling forward, and the moment they came into contact with the pitch-black invading forces, they advanced like a broken bamboo.
But the war had obviously just begun.
Huge, mountain-like figures gradually appeared in the pitch-black invading forces.
Their random attacks could cause terrifying range attacks.
But the reaction of the steel army also made Feng Qi see the lethality of coordinated operations. The connected formations made these knights like gods. After the charge, they were still fierce when they rushed back.
This wave of charge ended, and the knights returned to the rear of the steel army.
The pitch-black invading forces also approached the steel army at this time.
"Toot, toot!"
With the sound of the horn, the shield guards in the front row of the steel army squatted neatly and took a defensive posture to deal with the charge.
"Huh!"
A chorus of shouts rang out, and the shield guards raised the blue energy shields in their hands.
The energy shield spread and connected with the blue energy shield in the hands of the warriors around him, forming a blue barrier line of defense formed by the convergence of energy.
Boom!
Black and blue collided, and a roar sounded.
The tall shield guards put their heads on the energy shield, tightened their muscles, and began to exert their strength.
But under the crazy attack of the endless black invading figures, their bodies moved back, and their feet plowed clear marks on the ground.
"Beep!"
After two quick horns, purple arcs appeared on the bodies of these shield guards, their eyes were instantly covered with purple, and their muscles swelled.
Whoosh!
With a uniform roar, they actually took a step forward against the black that was surging like a tide.
Whoosh!
Another step forward.
The shield guards actually completely withstood the crazy attack.
The sound of the horn also changed at this time.
The fierce charge was withstood, and the silver-white steel army was no longer threatened to be dispersed. With the sound of the horn, the shield guards suddenly disbanded the blue energy shields in their hands and retreated quickly.
Instantly, thunderous shouts of killing rang out, and the elite warriors in the rear, who had been ready for battle, launched a charge.
The spears pierced through the gaps between the shield-guarding warriors, pierced through the rain curtain, and fiercely stabbed into the chests of the dark figures in front, piercing them one after another like a string of gourds.
Next came a rainstorm of magic baptism.
Brilliant magic of various colors bloomed in the dark invasion force.
Beep.
At the sound of the horn, the suspended spiritualists raised their hands at the same time.
Purple thunder was brewing in their hands.
Crack!
A purple lightning flashed across the sky, like the horn of attack, and suddenly thousands of thunders fell from the sky and baptized the earth.
Including those huge dark figures with terrifying combat power, they also melted in the thousands of thunders.
This scene really stunned Feng Qi, who was watching the battle on the hillside.
He always had a doubt.
In fact, the direction of wars of many races is completely determined by the top combat power.
It seemed that in a war, as long as the top combat power won, the victory would belong to whichever side, and the fight between the bottom combat power would not affect the direction of the war at all.
He even felt that the bottom combat power was completely dispensable.
But this battle made him see the lethality of coordinated operations.
When the warriors cooperated with each other to start the battle formation, the condensed power could also kill the top combat power.
Those black twisted monsters that could easily crack the earth and were more than ten meters high were instantly annihilated under the thunder, and could not withstand such a terrifying offensive at all.
This scene also shocked the armor-breaking beside him. His mouth was slightly open, and he seemed to be completely immersed in the offensive of the terrifying silver-white army.
Only the heartless Xiaoyou had a calm expression. At this time, he leaned his head on his arm and had already fallen asleep on the ground. His pouting mouth seemed to be very dissatisfied with the noise coming from the direction of the battlefield.
After a brief observation of Xiaoyou and the armor-breaking, Fengqi's sight was cast towards the battlefield again.
The silver-white army had occupied an absolute advantage on the battlefield with its wonderful cooperation, but the war was not over. More and more black figures passed through the domain barrier and attacked.
They were like evil spirits crawling out of the abyss, endless.
There were also many creatures with terrible combat power, such as the pitch-black monsters with dark red lines on their bodies. They could spit out energy beams for ultra-long-range attacks from their mouths, smashing into the silver-white army like meteors.
But the silver-white army had already prepared for long-range attacks.
The shield guards who retreated to the front of the spiritualist raised their right arms at the same time, and the arm guards worn on their right arms trembled. The blue energy shields opened, connected to each other to form a huge barrier that flew over the army.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blue barrier rippled under the continuous beam attacks, resisting the first wave of long-range attacks.
The moment the blue barrier disappeared, the spiritualist's long-awaited magic baptism was opened again. Wherever the lightning as thick as an arm passed, the pitch-black twisted monsters would be instantly vaporized.
At this time, Feng Qi heard the dull sound of footsteps.
Figures wrapped in thunder leaped up from the legion. There were not many of these warriors. They held long-handled war hammers in both hands, like divine soldiers descending from the sky. After the baptism of thunder, they rushed into the endless black waves.
But when the long-handled war hammers in their hands fell to the ground, lightning flowers bloomed one after another, smashing out big pits one after another.
It can be seen that these figures holding long-handled war hammers are the elite of the Silver Legion.
When they swung the war hammers, they were like gods possessed, fighting ten thousand with one, and sonic booms sounded one after another wherever the war hammers passed.
Feng Qi was stunned when he saw this scene.
He had seen many powerful forces during his journey, but he had never seen such a terrifying legion as the one in front of him.
"Boy Qi, you still have a long way to go. With your current strength, you will have to fight hard for a long time with these hammer-wielding warriors."
Hearing the voice of the magic knife, Feng Qi was ashamed:
"Brother Dao, are all of you close to my strength?"
"Yes, there are even several who are stronger than you."
"Oh my God."
Hearing this, Feng Qi was completely shocked.
He thought of the psychic tribe at this time. If it was the psychic tribe, would it be able to fight with this legion? The psychic tribe
was a super royal family standing at the top of all races 1,500 years later, but its current strength can only be said to be strong, but how strong it is is completely unknown.
After all, with his current ability, he can't test the foundation of the psychic tribe at all.
The gap is still too big.
The war is still going on, gradually becoming white-hot, and the appearance of the hammer soldiers has expanded the advantage of the silver regiment.
They are not many in number, but their combat power is amazing. Their strong bodies are like gods under the baptism of thunder, and they are invincible.
At this moment, Feng Qi looked towards the domain barrier.
As his sight got closer, he saw dozens of figures lingering in the black fog, and figures with black light in their hands flew through the domain barrier.
The moment they appeared on the battlefield, they began to outline their magic.
Suddenly, a series of pitch-black formations appeared above the pitch-black army.
When the formation was formed, thick black fog poured down from the center of the formation like a waterfall.
The pitch-black monsters touched by the black fog twisted violently and began to merge with nearby monsters. Even the remains of those dead monsters became part of the fusion.
Countless huge stitched creatures appeared.
These monsters spewed green mist from their mouths, melting the armor of the silver-armored warriors, leaving them without protection.
What's more terrifying is that even if these stitched creatures are broken up, they will be stitched again with the help of the black fog, unless they are melted by lightning.
Facing the counterattack, the spiritual warlocks who had rested and accumulated strength summoned thunder again to baptize the battlefield.
"Ang!"
At this time, a high-pitched roar sounded, and huge flying beasts with large areas of rotten bodies passed through the direction of the domain barrier. They quickly swooped over the battlefield like a black cloud and pressed towards the silver-white army.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
With the sound of the horn, the giant beast riders who had always been on standby at the back of the silver-white regiment began to move.
These beasts were equipped with engineering equipment on their backs. When the cavalry on their backs operated the switch, the psychic device on their backs began to continuously inject energy into the beasts, and the beasts opened their mouths.
Plasma surged in the beasts' mouths, emitting dazzling light.
When the horn sounded again, the beasts spewed plasma and shot at the rotten beasts that were attacking.
Under the attack of the range plasma, a large number of rotten beasts fell to the ground, and their bodies fell into a black figure. After
three consecutive volleys, the expressions of the beasts were sluggish, and they seemed to be in a state of weakness.
But there were still scattered rotten beasts that avoided the baptism of plasma and dived towards the silver-white regiment.
Just as the Silver-White Legion was about to face the dive attack of the giant beast, a figure wearing a silver-white battle robe and holding a horn jumped up from the center of the Silver-White Army.
As the figure waved his hand, thunder was generated out of thin air and gathered into a giant thunder hand.
Snap!
The giant thunder hand slapped the approaching rotten giant beast into powder with a slap.
The figure stood facing the wind, the silver-white robe fluttering in the wind behind him, and the thunder crown on his head flashed a dazzling light.
He looked far to the west, with arcs of electricity lingering on his body.
When he raised the purple horn, the rainstorm became more violent.
Dark clouds gathered above his head, and purple lightning spread like a spider web, piercing the air and rumbling.
Thunder and lightning converged above his head into a plasma cloud.
At this time, the thunder punishment warriors on the left wing of the Silver-White Legion raised their right hands, and the thunder and lightning twisted and changed in the hands of the legion warriors, gradually forming an energy spear.
The figure standing in the air blew the horn at this time.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with energy spears that shot forward like a rain of arrows. At this time, the figure in the sky raised his left fist.
The plasma cloud above his head released thousands of thunders to form a thunder curtain. The energy spears that passed through the thunder curtain were blessed, and their flying speed suddenly increased, with arcs lingering on the surface.
When these spears landed on the battlefield, they instantly swept out a large area, and a large number of pitch-black creatures turned into ashes.
These thunder punishment spears continued to release arcs after landing. The silver-white warriors around them were not purified like the pitch-black twisted monsters after contacting the arcs. After the arcs came into contact with their silver-white armor, they became more lethal in combat.
The war entered a one-sided stage at this time.
As the horn sounded again, the spearmen who had completed the short-range charge began to retreat, and the core soldiers holding silver-white swords began to step forward and engage in close combat with the pitch-black monsters.
The silver-white army's offensive rhythm was extremely strong. The soldiers in the front retreated decisively after a wave of attacks, and the sword-wielding soldiers behind took up the vacant positions decisively. From Fengqi's perspective, the battlefield was like a silver-white wave, slapping forward wave after wave.
Under the efficient offensive rhythm, the silver-white army advanced rapidly.
In the rainstorm, the silver-white army completely controlled the battlefield rhythm, and its lethality became more and more amazing.
Those powerful single black twisted monsters were vulnerable to the silver-white steel torrent and fell in groups.
From the overlooking perspective, Fengqi discovered that the strength of the black monster army was also extremely strong.
The endless black waves plus various corrosive spells were simply a battlefield nightmare, but they were obviously not enough in front of the silver-white army.
Whether it was offense, gain, defense, war rhythm, etc., the silver-white army had an absolute advantage.
This battle allowed Fengqi to see the lethality of coordinated operations.
When an army condenses into a rope, they are not afraid of powerful single enemies. The connected battle formations allow them to merge into a sharp knife, and each individual is part of the sharp knife.
This battle gave Fengqi a new idea about the construction of human combat power.
A seed took root in his heart.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
The horn sounded with a shout, and the warriors of the silver-white regiment raised their right hands at the same time.
Thunderclouds gathered in the sky.
Finally, the thunder punishment came, and purple arcs of electricity were slashed on the battlefield with heavy rain. The black twisted monsters were unable to resist the fierce offensive and died on a large scale.
When the thunderclouds dispersed, the horn sounded.
Only a few black lives survived on the battlefield, and the side with an absolute numerical advantage was completely defeated.
With the sound of the horn, the silver-white warriors retreated to the legion and regrouped into the original battle formation.
The shield-guarding warriors who retreated to the middle area once again became the strong shields at the front of the battle formation.
Looking at the scorched earth battlefield from a distance, Feng Qi found a black figure tremblingly standing up, reaching out to lift the black bead in his hand, and then tremblingly kneeling on one knee towards the silver-white legion.
It seemed to express submission to the silver-white legion.
Seeing this scene, the figure wearing a purple crown and floating in the air raised his right hand.
White arcs surged in his palm, and a white thunder spear was generated.
The white spear was thrown out, tearing a crack in the space in the air, and suddenly hit the figure kneeling on one knee, ending its life.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The silver-white warriors raised their weapons in unison and shouted demonstratively towards the west.
This scene gave Feng Qi a great shock.
Under the heavy rain and thunder and lightning, the silver-white army was like a steel behemoth with its eyes open, looking down on all directions, and it was really invincible.
"So strong, Brother Dao, how does this force rank in your understanding?"
"It can be regarded as the strongest one. In fact, the forces I have come into contact with are all forces in the Spirit Realm World. As far as I know, the Mist Clan on the second floor of the Spirit Realm may have a fighting power with it, especially their Mist Elders Group, whose condensed combat power is extremely terrifying."
"What about the Sword Clan?"
"The development model of the Sword Clan is quite special. The Sword Clan has completely piled up its resources on that bastard Jian Ji. The development of the clan members has been restricted because of Jian Ji, but it cannot be denied that Jian Ji's combat power is enough to support the Sword Clan to dominate one side."
After listening to the explanation of the magic knife, Feng Qi nodded.
Jian Ji follows a model of independent development, while the Mist Clan follows a model of clan-wide development, which are completely different.
From a future perspective, it is clear that the model of the Lord of the Mist will have a better future.
Even if the Sword Clan can survive until 1,500 years later, at that time, perhaps only Jian Ji can join the top battlefield.
It is said to be a race, but in fact it exists in name only, and the clan members will be completely reduced to cannon fodder at that time.
This is like the previous future dream line, the human race supported by Zhang Daowen alone, and when Zhang Daowen can no longer support it, the human race will perish.
This war opened Feng Qi's eyes and saw the power of the legion mode of combat.
It also gave him a new reference direction for the future development of the human race.
Looking at the battlefield, the silver-white legion that was being reorganized, Feng Qi felt the rising fighting spirit.
In his eyes, this army has already obtained a ticket to the future.
Lao Mi once said that a potential strong clan should have the characteristics.
Among them, diversified development was mentioned, especially the composition of combat power should be comprehensive and make up for the shortcomings in all aspects.
The silver-white war group obviously did this.
All the soldiers had their own clear positions, instead of rushing in and out like a mess.
This battle was like a beautiful teaching, and Feng Qi got a lot of inspiration from it.
The only thing that puzzled him was where the black monster got the courage to launch an invasion war against this terrifying army.
This was not an invasion at all, it was just suicide.
What puzzled him even more was why there were a large number of figures evacuating behind the silver-white army.
This battle should be effortless.
Just when Feng Qi was puzzled, the answer soon appeared.
At the end of his sight, another figure came through the field barrier.
Feng Qi's pupils turned black with the help of the magic knife, and his sight began to close.
At this time, he saw the appearance of the person who came clearly.
The figure who came through the field barrier was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a thin black gauze made of unknown material, with a dark red flag tattoo on his right arm, and three diagonal lines on each cheek.
In his right hand, he held a dark red flag sticking to the ground.
The pattern on the flag changed with the wind. Even though it was far away, Feng Qi was still affected. He felt that his mental power was being absorbed by the flag, as if a black hole was going to swallow him up completely.
Seeing the flag, Feng Qi's pupils suddenly shrank.
He was very familiar with this flag.
In the future world 1,500 years later, he had been to the Blood Soul Clan's land and saw the "Blood Soul Flag", a miracle item that helped the Blood Soul Clan get started.
The flag in the mysterious figure's hand was exactly a smaller version of the Blood Soul Flag.
According to the description of the Lord of the Mist, the Blood Soul Flag was extremely terrifying. All the creatures that died under the cover of the flag would have their souls taken away and become evil spirits imprisoned and enslaved by the Blood Soul Flag.
Only a figure arrived, but Feng Qi already felt an infinite sense of oppression.
No wonder the silver-white army wanted to gather a large army, and no wonder some of the tribesmen had to evacuate in advance.
Their opponents were not those pitch-black monsters at all.
Thinking of the chaotic attack rhythm of the pitch-black monster tide, he roughly analyzed the situation.
Obviously, the black monsters were also invaded. They had nowhere to retreat, so they entered the Thunder Domain.
No wonder when the black monsters arrived, he saw the domain barrier at the end broken.
At that time, the magic knife said that a disaster was spreading.
Obviously, the domain next door had been conquered by the Blood Soul Clan. There
was only one Blood Soul Clan member who arrived at this time, but Feng Qi felt a terrible sense of oppression.
The Blood Soul Flag fluttering in the wind was like an insurmountable mountain, blocking the front of the silver-white army.
At this moment, the figure wearing the Thunder Crown looked at the figure holding the Blood Soul Flag and shouted.
His voice spread with the sound of thunder and resounded in all directions.
Feng Qi, who had studied domain studies, understood the meaning of these words.
The king of the Silver-white Legion expressed his sincerity to the figure holding the Blood Soul Flag, saying that he was willing to give up nearly half of the resources in the tribe in exchange for peace.
Faced with sincerity, the Blood Soul Clan members showed a ferocious smile on their faces and responded.
The Blood Soul Clan members used the common language of the Blood Domain Small World, and Feng Qi happened to have learned this common language.
What he meant was that my Blood Soul Clan was stuck in the quagmire of war at this time and urgently needed all kinds of supplies, so the elders of the clan sent me out to plunder resources. I want all the resources of your clan and the lives of your clan members.
These words were extremely overbearing, and there was no intention to leave a way out for the Silver-white Legion.
After translating these words, Feng Qi understood the situation.
The Blood Soul Clan's clan land was obviously not near this area, but was stuck in the quagmire of war in a certain area, unable to obtain resources from all around.
In order to better deal with the war, the Blood Soul Clan should use space teleportation to send this member out of the clan's territory, and send him to plunder and kill everywhere to replenish the war consumption.
He couldn't imagine who the race that could bring war pressure to the Blood Soul Clan was.
He didn't think about this question carefully.
His eyes turned to the battlefield.
Faced with the Blood Soul Clan members' pressure to not give them a way to retreat, the king of the silver-white army angrily blew the horn.
Suddenly, the sound of the horn resounded throughout the universe, and Feng Qi once again felt the increase in the accelerated blood flow.
Millions of silver-white figures raised their weapons at the same time and issued a demonstrative war cry to the Blood Soul Clan members.
Faced with the provocation, the Blood Soul Clan members walked towards the silver-white army with a grim smile.
The Blood Soul Flag in their hands changed patterns in the rainstorm.
This picture has a strong sense of contrast.
One person faced an army, but he was not inferior in momentum, as if the figure holding the flag was the one who had the advantage.
The horn sounded again.
Faced with the threat, the warriors of the silver-white regiment raised their weapons at the same time. Thunderclouds gathered over the army, and purple plasma surged, tearing through space and blooming countless arcs.
Amid the roar, lightning fell like a toppling waterfall towards the lone figure.
At this time, the Blood Soul Clan members also raised the Blood Soul Flag in their hands.
The flag rose into the air.
The Blood Soul Flag fluttered in the wind, and Feng Qi suddenly heard a sigh coming into his ears. This sound seemed to come from the ancient river of time, crossing the barriers of space and time and resounding in his mind.
In an instant, the rainstorm in the sky stopped, as if it was frozen in the air.
The flag was seen rising in the wind.
Snap.
The Blood Soul Clan member took a step forward, and the sound was still clear even from a distance.
In the flashing lightning, thousands of blurred figures appeared around him.
Snap.
Another step forward, the blurred figure became clear, and the number increased exponentially.
When the third step fell, Feng Qi looked closely and saw endless evil spirits surrounding the Blood Soul Clan members.
With the blessing of the Blood Soul Flag, he was an army.
The Blood Soul Flag was still swaying in the wind, gathering into a blood cloud in the sky, and the terrifying killing aura swept all around.
Even though it was far away, Feng Qi still had a mental illusion in front of his eyes.
It was the struggle and wailing of countless creatures before their death. This flag came from the era of the Pillar God. In the long course of history, it has absorbed countless souls and pains of countless creatures.
The Blood Soul Flag was just hanging in the air, and the killing illusion it released was enough to make the enemy's heart and gall bladder burst.
The killing state of the magic knife was not at the same level as the Blood Soul Flag.
The Blood Soul Flag allowed the lightning to strike, and the pattern on it continued to change.
I saw that the surface of countless evil spirits was coated with a layer of blood, and the blurred figures became more and more solid.
Regarding the Blood Soul Flag, Lao Mi once explained it.
He said that he had seen a video of the use of the Blood Soul Flag. In the video, he saw the fluttering Blood Soul Flag releasing billions of evil spirits to join the battlefield. Wherever it passed, it turned into nothingness. No living creature could survive under the gnawing of billions of evil spirits.
In addition, the Blood Soul Flag can also turn dead enemies into its own evil spirits.
When fighting with the Blood Soul Flag, the more enemies there are, the stronger the Blood Soul Flag will be.
For this reason, Lao Mi has also thought of a targeted method. He feels that only a small number of high-end combat forces can have a chance to turn defeat into victory. The number of people against the Blood Soul Flag must not be too large.
But this is just Lao Mi's idea. Facing the Blood Soul Flag, Lao Mi also feels a little powerless.
At this moment, lying on the hillside, he will also witness the horror of the Blood Soul Flag with his own eyes.
When countless evil spirits blow forward like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, the millions of silver-white armies are like lonely boats swaying in the stormy waves, and they will be swallowed by the waves at any time.
What battle formations and what arms are in the face of absolute strength are useless.
In Feng Qi's eyes, the powerful silver-white army with an invincible posture was instantly submerged by evil spirits.
The evil spirits nourished by the Blood Soul Flag are extremely terrifying. They are not the ghost form of the Lao Mi people at all, but the bloodthirsty blood-colored soul form. They eat everything they see.
Even the purple lightning falling from the sky became food in their eyes.
What made Feng Qi even more unbelievable was that black spots appeared in this domain field under the crazy gnawing of the evil spirit.
This situation was extremely strange.
In high-intensity battles, tearing space is the norm.
But space has self-recovery, and even if it is torn into cracks, it can repair itself, and eventually everything will be restored to its original state.
The current situation is that a large number of black spots appeared in the world gnawing by the evil spirit.
These spots did not repair slowly.
In other words, the evil spirit summoned by the Blood Soul Flag is devouring this world and wants to devour the world completely.
This scene made Feng Qi shudder, and even reminded him of Xiao Hei.
"Is Xiao Hei your instinctive fear?"
The question of the magic knife suddenly sounded.
"Bah, I am afraid of Xiao Hei?!"
"Oh."
Feng Qi: ...
Looking at the direction of the battlefield, the silver-white army was unable to stop the overwhelming evil spirits.
This is not a war, but a one-sided slaughter.
The purple thunder spread wildly, but was quickly swallowed by the endless evil spirits, and the energy could not even overflow.
In Feng Qi's sight, the silver-white army was submerged in the evil spirit wave.
It was vaguely seen that there was an arc inside, proving that the battle was not over yet, but such resistance seemed very weak.
It is obvious that this battle is actually over.
The king of the silver-white army obviously knew the horror of the blood soul flag, but he still underestimated the power of the blood soul flag and thought he could try to resist, so he did not choose to evacuate in advance.
This mistake has put this racial force with great growth potential in the future into an irreversible situation.
The war is not over yet, but Feng Qi knows that he can't stay any longer.
The outcome of this battle is already doomed, and the evil spirits are still spreading rapidly. If he doesn't want to die, he must evacuate as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he immediately said:
"Run away."
Hearing his shout, Pojia stood up immediately.
Feng Qi then reached out and pulled Xiaoyou, who had fallen asleep with a crystal hanging from the corner
of her mouth, up from the ground. "Boss, is it time for dinner?" Xiaoyou immediately came back to his senses and sucked the crystal from the corner of her mouth into his mouth.
"Screw you, run away."
"Oh, it's running away."
Xiaoyou nodded vigorously to show his understanding, and then followed Feng Qi who had already started to move forward to the south.
The road to the west has been flooded with evil spirits, and there is only one dead end if you want to go straight through.
The only way to choose is to go south or north.
There are continuous cities to the north, which is obviously not easy to pass.
The best choice is to go south.
After half a day of running, Feng Qi was exhausted and panting, and Pojia, who followed behind him, was also sweating all over, and his body couldn't stop shaking. As soon as he stopped, his head tilted and he fainted.
Only Xiaoyou was not affected at all, and he even took a nap on the way.
Along the way, Feng Qi discovered that this domain field had begun to collapse.
Looking up, he could see fine cracks in the sky, indicating that the evil spirit's destruction of this domain field was about to break the balance of the domain field. The
evil spirit's destruction continued. After a short rest, Feng Qi asked Xiao You to carry the armor and continue running.
Now he had only one thought, to leave this thunder domain field as soon as possible.
Perhaps the future magic knife has the potential to compete with miracle items, but the current magic knife has no chance of winning against the blood soul flag.
I don't know how long I ran, and the domain field barrier finally appeared at the end of my sight.
But just as they were about to cross the domain field barrier, a purple figure shot from a distance like a meteor, landed not far ahead, and smashed a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters.
The explosion is over, and it will continue tomorrow.
Thank you to the three alliance leaders rewarded by the craftsman Master Yang, thank you~
Thank you to Xue Wu Tong Fei for the 3400 book coins rewarded.
Thank you to Zhuang Sheng Meng Die Wang Di Chun Xin for the 1500 starting coins rewarded.
Thank you to the companions for the 1500 starting coins rewarded.