The Chinese Legion and the allied forces of all ethnic groups rushed to the Qinglong Platform. On the Qinglong Platform, their figures looked so small, but in the eyes of everyone, the Chinese Legion was like an unsheathed sword, extremely sharp.

Under their feet are the honors forged by the blood and bones of the Chinese Legion that have been accumulated for countless years. The aura emanating from their bodies makes many emperors feel fear. The power of their blood is boiling, and their willpower is sublimating.

, thoughts surged like a tidal wave.

"Chinese Legion, fight!"

"I, the son of Huaxia, swear to kill Netherworld!"

"For the motherland, for our parents, relatives, and friends, kill, kill, kill!"

...

This group of elite soldiers from various armies have firm faces and upright bodies, as if they are facing a powerful enemy.

"kill!"

"Kill..."

The powerful men from all races roared one after another, and their breath shook the sky.

"I am an old man who has great ambitions and is willing to fight for China for thousands of years!"

"The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and I will never return to the underworld until I break it."

This is the Netherworld force, the Chinese National Protectorate Corps. Under the leadership of the Netherworld Emperors such as the Eastern Emperor, the Kaiser, the Zhou Emperor, and the Ping Emperor, millions of ghosts and ghosts in shabby military uniforms are charging into Qinglong Terrace with broadswords.

.

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, we will fight against the national calamity together!"

"The great Qin warriors are invincible!"

In the Great Qin Empire, the Twelve Ghost Emperors led millions of black-armored Qin troops into the Qinglong Platform.

"kill!"

The Qin army roared, and the spear in their hands stabbed the endless ghost monsters around them. Blood spattered, and the sound of endless fighting came from the Qinglong Platform.

At this time, ancient emperors such as the Emperor Han, Emperor Tang, Emperor Song, Emperor Ming, etc. appeared one after another, and behind them were millions of ghost armies from various ancient dynasties.

"Whoever dares to invade our Han territory will be defended to the death by us."

The Emperor of Han is dressed in golden armor, with cold flames of war flashing in his eyes. The Han Dynasty is undefeated!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

One after another roars came from the Han army, and then they rushed into Qinglong Terrace.

"How can the might of the Tang Dynasty be trampled upon by you?"

A man wearing a yellow robe and a crown, followed by countless ministers, crossed the void and appeared on the Qinglong Platform.

"The fortunes of the Tang Dynasty are prosperous and will last for generations to come. Kill!"

The ghost armies of the Tang Dynasty roared and charged into Qinglong Terrace.

"The great destiny of the Ming Dynasty, eternal prosperity, kill!"

"Exit the earth, save your body, and those who mess with our human race will be killed without mercy!"

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One after another, tyrannical emperors descended, with murderous intent on their faces. They wanted to use their strong posture to frighten the entire starry sky and make the invaders from other worlds tremble.

Their horizons have been infinitely raised, and they are no longer limited to the earth. In the face of foreign enemies, the human race's combat power must be improved, otherwise they will only become food in the mouths of others.

Wang Chen from Laohu Mountain also slowly stood up and looked at the East China Sea. Although this was just an exercise, at this moment, the exercise was actual combat. He seemed to understand how to maximize his efforts in these limited months.

Maximize the strength of the earth's creatures.

This is a battle to defend the earth, and it is also a battle for the survival of all races. Even if the ten saints stabilize the Qinglong Platform, now that countless powerful people have poured in to fight, the entire Qinglong Platform is still shaking.

After countless strong men experienced countless battles, their willpower collapsed and they were thrown out of the Qinglong Platform. However, they only recovered for a moment before they rushed into the Qinglong Platform without hesitation again.

Each one was like a crazy beast, fighting forward regardless of life or death.

Only between life and death can they maximize their own potential. This is a cruel battle. It is a test. It is also an unprecedented opportunity. Between life and death, it is an opportunity to break through the bottleneck of cultivation in one fell swoop.

What's more, in the life-and-death battles again and again, the strong men of all races were truly integrated together, fighting side by side regardless of each other, and a mighty killing intent pervaded from everyone.

They are all strong men on earth. Each of them has experienced countless life-and-death battles. Each of them has an extremely fierce fighting spirit in their heart. This fighting spirit is enough for them to grow and transform in countless fights.

However, with this endless fighting, the Qinglong Platform is also constantly shaking, and cracks are constantly emerging. The top ten saints all have solemn expressions, and with a wave of their hands, a series of holy laws are driven into the Qinglong Platform to stabilize it.

Fantasy.

It is quite difficult for the ten saints to support so many strong men fighting and training, and the source of the holy realm is constantly being consumed.

At this time, Nie Yuan cut his wrist with the Xuanyuan Sword, and a stream of golden blood was sprinkled on the Qinglong Platform, and the powerful battle blood stabilized the Qinglong Platform.

Qinglong also slowly spoke at this moment, "It's no longer possible. The Earth's Heavenly Dao is resisting the invasion of the Netherworld's Heavenly Dao. I can't mobilize too much Heavenly Dao power. We can't support this Qinglong Platform for too long."

Emperor Qin said with an indifferent expression, "Everyone, please go all out. This battlefield illusion is too important to temper the mental state of the earth's creatures. Between life and death, it can maximize their potential and make them familiar with the power of the powerful Netherworld.

The way of fighting is to know yourself and the enemy and fight a hundred battles without danger. This is the law of victory on the battlefield."

After hearing what Emperor Qin said, all the saints nodded.

Queen Naga waved the trident in her hand, mobilizing the spiritual energy from the entire sea to flow into the Qinglong Platform to support the operation of the Qinglong Platform.

Liu Xiangyu transformed into his true body. Countless roots of the huge willow tree took root in Qinglong Terrace. Willow branches stretched out to form vine cages, covering Qinglong Terrace.

"Buzz!"

The vibrations of the Qinglong Platform suddenly weakened a lot. At the same time, the Qinglong and the Golden Dragon both turned into their true bodies, and then merged into the Qinglong Platform with illusory dragon shadows. The two dragon shadows continued to wander around the Qinglong Platform, repairing the cracks.

The remaining saints also used their own methods to prolong the collapse of Qinglong Terrace.

At this moment, Nie Yuan frowned slightly and murmured to himself, "It's not enough, it's still not enough. Even if the ten saints are exhausted, they can support the operation of the Qinglong Platform for at most one week. There are still a few months left for the invasion of the Netherworld. What's left is

Isn’t the time wasted? If we can let the strong men on earth fight in the illusion for a few months, their strength will definitely be greatly improved."
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