Chapter 487: One person blocks thousands of troops
The strength of the Goat Demon God is obvious to all.
From the beginning to the end, I never looked at Qu Qingqi and others.
Now he only showed caution towards Bai Liang.
However, Coroman did not notice the caution of the Goat Demon. He was only immersed in the pride and ecstasy of the Goat Demon smashing a group of Eastern immortals into the earth and recovering from his illness again.
"Hahaha, this is the demon god of our Demon God Pillar. The Eastern Immortal Court and the top immortal gods, aren't they all as vulnerable as a bunch of trash in front of our demon god?"
Coroman's inner pride rose rapidly, and he finally believed that the Goat Demon God alone could wipe out the entire Zhongzhou without any damage!
"My lord is mighty! My lord is immortal!" Coroman's attitude was respectful, but he was no longer anxious, and flattered and shouted: "With you here, we will definitely capture the entire Zhongzhou, hahaha..."
Coroman seemed to have seen the scene where the goat demon continued to maintain such fighting power, and then pressed Bai Liang to the ground and rubbed it.
The Goat Demon God ignored Coroman and just looked at each other quietly with the Meatball Demon God.
The two demon gods all looked at Bai Liang in unison.
Bai Liang turned his head slightly and glanced at them with a cold gaze. Then he stretched out his finger and pointed heavily at the spot. The meaning was very clear, just wait here.
Then Bai Liang transformed into a bright holy light and stepped straight into the capital of Jinan Province, landing on a street that was about to fall. In front of him were the Indian troops coming from all directions, and behind him were countless people of Jinan who looked frightened.
Stab la la...
Bai Liang casually broke off a street lamp and carved a deep mark in front of himself.
"Anyone who dares to cross this line will be killed on the spot!"
Although his voice was as calm as the wind, it resounded faintly throughout the entire Jinan City. It sounded like wind at first, but the final sound was as cold as frost, so cold that all the Yin emperors along the way could not explain it.
Unfortunately, at this time, the Yin Emperor's army was already red-eyed and did not seem to notice Bai Liang, continuing to mind its own business while charging forward while howling excitedly.
"Holy tree, that's the holy tree..."
Countless people in the extreme south burst into tears, as if they had found a backbone.
When thousands of Indian soldiers rushed towards Bai Liang, they already ignored the restricted area line carved by Bai Liang with street lights.
Bai Liang's eyes were like daggers, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Looking for death."
The next second, Bai Liang raised his arms as if the sun was coming.
The next second, the Indian soldiers fell in pieces like wheat in the autumn harvest without any warning, like puppets whose strings were suddenly pulled out.
If there are any spiritual practitioners here, they can see that the moment Bai Liang raised his arm, countless invisible air currents came out of his arm, and then pulled out the souls of all the Yin Emperor soldiers who crossed the restricted area line!
The following Indian soldiers did not know what was happening in front of them and continued to rush forward.
Bai Liang was not polite. He opened his arms and released the soul-destroying technique evolved from the soul rules with an expressionless face.
The people of the Far South behind him all had their eyes widened.
In their lack of knowledge, they don't know what happened. They only know that Bai Liang is still at this moment. No matter how many Indian soldiers rush in front of them, they will only fall to the ground in an instant. In just one minute, Bai Liang is in front of him.
Corpses piled up in mountains.
Finally, General Yindi realized something was wrong and quickly shouted to the soldiers at the front to stop charging.
After the Wuyangyang Indian Emperor's army stopped charging, all the soldiers gradually recovered from their extremely excited state. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.
The streets that extend in all directions are littered with messes. Under the broken street lights, the white-haired young man standing quietly is like a ghost gate that demarcates the boundary between life and death. One step is the world, the other step is hell. The corpses in front of him have piled up into a mountain.
, a river of blood!
Back off!
Countless Indian soldiers retreated in fear!
The commander of the Eighth Indian Army was the vanguard of the army, and he was closest to Bai Liang at the moment. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't help but slowly retreated a few dozen meters, and then asked the adjutant in a low voice: "That's..."
The adjutant gritted his teeth: "General, the sacred tree of Zhongzhou."
The commander of the Eighth Legion suddenly looked like a Muggle.
If the character in Zhongzhou is the most fearful to Emperor Yin, it must be the elusive white-haired young man in front of him.
"No, we have already entered Jinan City and must completely capture it!" He comforted himself in his heart: "No matter how strong he is, he is just a tree or a person, and our Eighth Army has millions of soldiers, all kinds of
There are countless cutting-edge technologies, and even numbers can kill them..."
The adjutant said appropriately: "General, in just one minute, we lost 1,300 people..."
After hearing the battle damage data, the commander of the Eighth Army could only scold his mother. After scolding him, he retreated and let the rest of the army take on the hard problem.
Kill a thousand of my people in one minute!?
And it looks like it’s just standing still!
Is this still a human being? Just call it the Life Harvester!
"General, what should we do..."
Just when the commander of the Eighth Army hesitated.
The voices of other legion commanders sounded on the radio next to my ears.
This time Emperor Yin dispatched 13 million people, a total of thirteen legions, that is, a total of thirteen legion commanders. Now the thirteen legion commanders are asking him impatiently,
"What on earth are your Eighth Legion doing?"
"Why not move on?"
"If your Eighth Army doesn't want to get meritorious results, then get out of the way and our Third Army will take over. We are just like a bunch of old ladies!"
The commander of the Eighth Army stammered and didn't know what to say...
Suddenly, Coroman's voice rang on the radio.
"Don't be afraid, just charge, we will win!"
Coroman's confidence comes from the goat devil.
After receiving clear instructions from Coroman, the commander of the Eighth Army no longer hesitated.
"The whole army charges!"
Tens of thousands of pioneers of the Eighth Army drove heavy tanks and rushed towards Bai Liang.
Bai Liang smiled coldly and did not move at all. He just raised his palm and arranged a spiritual energy array in front of him. Although the appearance was still dense like mist, inside there were layers of spiritual energy blades interlaced like canine teeth.
Ho ho ho…
When tens of thousands of Yin Emperor soldiers rushed into the spiritual energy formation, a bloody massacre officially came to an end.
The faces of all the Yin Emperor soldiers instantly became frightened, because in their field of vision, all they saw was the horrific scene of their companions in front being cut off in succession, and then swept into the spiritual energy circle like straw, turning into wisps of flesh.
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Even heavy tanks could not escape the fate of being smashed.
A frightening screeching sound of steel was heard from the spiritual energy formation, and then the heavy chariots turned into scrap metal and swarmed out from the gaps in the spiritual energy formation.
Bai Liang stood there quietly.
He only needs to raise his hand to stop thousands of troops.
Chapter completed!