As Li Luo circulated the Heavenly Emperor Sutra, the life source integrated into his body immediately released amazing power.

Li Luo groaned, and the huge force traveled between his muscles and veins, causing him to feel severe pain.

Li Luo endured the severe pain in his body, closed his eyes, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the original power.

In an instant, Li Luo exuded majestic life force. Around him sitting cross-legged, the flowers and plants on the ground grew crazily and continued to spread.

"What a powerful technique!"

Ancestor Tiya couldn't help but exclaimed. With her eyesight, she could naturally see the general skills practiced by Li Luo.

The Elf Queen on the side couldn't help but nodded slightly, then looked at Yang Jian and said:

"Senior Yang, it will take some time for the Lord of God to refine this source of power. Please stay here to protect the Lord of God!"

"I and my ancestors will prepare for the war in seven days!"

Yang Jian nodded, and he protected Li Luo throughout the whole process without the Elf Queen's reminder.

Immediately, Yang Jian waved his hand, and a powerful barrier enveloped Li Luo to prevent Li Luo from being disturbed.

After doing all this, Yang Jian calmly found a place closer to Li Luo and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing that Li Luo was protected by Yang Jian, the Elf Queen and Patriarch Tiya looked at each other and left the Holy Land...

The entire holy land fell into silence, with only the rising power of life...

Time flies, and the seventh day has arrived in a blink of an eye...

At this moment, within the beast realm.

Countless powerful monsters gathered outside the imperial city.

Huge monsters exuded a terrifying aura, and their deafening roars resounded throughout the world.

The sky and the earth were filled with an army of monsters.

When countless warriors in the imperial city saw this endless army of monsters, they all took a deep breath and said in shock:

"This...the entire army of monsters in the Beast Realm has actually gathered. What is the Beast Tribe doing?"

"Don't you know it yet? I heard that the five tribes of our Holy Spirit Continent have joined forces to attack the Youxian Clan!"

"Hiss...that's great! It should have been like this a long time ago!"

"Isn't that true, I heard"

"..."

Some warriors who had only just learned the news now stared excitedly at the endless orc army.

On the wall of the imperial city, Bai Qing released a terrifying beast power, a huge pressure that made the army of monsters in front of him look at him in awe.ωωw..net

Beside Bai Qing, Old Man Crow, Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, and the Magic Sea were all there.

At this moment, Old Man Crow stared at the orc army in front of him with high spirits.

During this period of time, Old Man Crow was known to everyone in the Beast Clan, and everyone knew that he was a popular person beside the God Lord of Great Xia.

"Lord Dark Crow, our orc army has been assembled!"

Bai Qing cupped his hands and said to the old man Crow next to him.

The old man of the Dark Crow also looked serious at this moment, nodded slightly, then looked at the endless orc army in front of him, then waved his hand and said in a majestic voice:

"The army of beasts will set off with us to show off the power of Great Xia!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qing on the side waved his big hand, tearing open a huge space entrance in the void above his head.

Immediately, Old Man Crow, Bai Qing, Lei Zhenzi, Nezha and others flew into the entrance of the space one after another.

roar……

The orc army looked up to the sky and roared with a rainbow-like momentum, seeming to be responding to what Old Man Crow had said earlier.

Immediately, the huge orc army, followed closely, poured into the entrance of the space ...

When the orcs began to set off, the other four races also gathered the strong and began to set off.

Among the people, 10 million people martial arts, wearing a armor, are ready to go.

These tens of millions of warriors are the elites of the human race.

In front of this millions of troops, the emperor wore a golden armor, holding a long gun, and the eyes looked at the army in front of him. The eyes were full of endless warfare.

On the side of the emperor, there was an old man wearing a yellow robe.

This old man is the last generation of emperors, Ren Fengyun!

Eternal repair of half step!

In the Holy Spirit Continent, Ren Fengyun is the backbone of the human race. Because of him, the human race can sit flat with the other four major races.

"Set off!"

The emperor's voice sounded thoroughly and echoed the ears of each strong man.

The 10 million troops have boarded the warships that have already been preparing to be in the void.

Hundreds of warships bumped open the nothing space, disappearing in the horror of countless people ...

Inside the wind.

The Fengling tribe almost participated in the war.

Because of the five major races, the number of people has the least number of people, and the whole family adds up, and there are only six million people.

Although the number of Fengling clan is small, the people of the Fengling tribe, everyone's cultivation is above the great emperor's realm.

In addition, the Fengling family also has an old ancestor, which is also a half -step eternal realm.

This ancestor, named Feng Yao!

Its prestige, in the Holy Spirit Continent, is no one knows, no one knows it.

Feng Yao and Feng Ling tribe leading the people of the whole family, leaving the clan, mighty towards the void ...

Within the Protoss.

At this moment, within the family where the Protoss is located, the 30 million Protoss Army, wearing exquisite armor, holding a spear.

Everyone's body is rushing around the halo, and the strong breath continues to flow out of its body, just like a god army from nine days.

Its powerful power gives people an invincible war, and there is no sense of attack.

There seems to be no one who can stop this Protoss army!

In front of this army of the Protoss, the eyes of the Yongtian King's eyes flashed with cold mang, and said to the 30 million Protoss Army:

"Set off!"

"yes!"

Thirty million Protoss Army has boarded the warship.

And the Yongye King also stepped out and came to a warship headed.

Om ...

At this time, there was a special space fluctuations around the Yongye King.

A middle -aged man wearing a golden black robe appeared beside him.

"Did you finally start ..."

The middle -aged man smiled slightly and looked at the depths of the void, and a touch of expectation appeared on his face.

This man was the ancestor of the Protoss. Ten thousand years ago, the King of Wudu, the god of the Holy Spirit!

The King of Yongye nodded slightly, and suddenly, the King of Yongye found that the breath of his ancestors was wrong.

Then I thought of something, a touch of excitement appeared on my face.

"Old ancestor, have you stepped in?!"

King Wu Zushen smiled slightly and nodded:

"Yes, I was fortunate to break through a few days ago. Just catch up with the war, take them to let this seat stable the realm!"
Chapter completed!