At this moment, the Yin family's army is stationed at these passes.
Countless weapons of war have been deployed at the pass and on the ridges. Advanced offensive weapons such as dark magic cannons are even positioned at regular intervals, all aimed at the outside of the mountains.
This defense line stretching thousands of miles directly used millions of Yin family troops.
Their strength is indeed much stronger than that of the An family. Not only are the soldiers of these families not weak in cultivation, but they also have strict military discipline and are fearless.
Among Zhuo Yifan's army, nearly 8,000 masters returned to their family.
There are still five thousand Mahayana masters left, and more than two thousand masters who are about to pass the tribulation, and their strength is not weak.
Yu Batian's appeal in the secret realm is quite good. In a short period of time, he gathered an army of one million people.
Among these armies, there were former soldiers from Lost City No. 7, as well as newly recruited soldiers. They were born and raised and very loyal to Yu Batian.
Although these soldiers are not highly skilled, they have rich experience in handling offensive weapons.
For defense, it's still not a bad choice.
The army of monks set off very quickly. In less than ten days, everyone had completed their repairs.
During this time, the situation in Anjia Continent also stabilized.
500 masters from the Mahayana stage are in charge, and they are as stable as Mount Tai. There is no one who is blind to challenge.
As for the Sixth Secret Realm on the other side, there was no fluctuation due to the natural barrier between them.
Various large and small family forces across the continent have sent representatives one after another to show their goodwill to the women's legion represented by Xia Yun.
They sent all kinds of precious gifts, just hoping to continue to survive under the protection of Tianyao Sect.
Xia Yun is an out-and-out businessman. Although the methods and occasions have changed now, the essence of doing business remains the same.
Although Xia Yun had squeezed as much as possible, these families were still overjoyed.
Compared to Anjia, Xia Yun's discounts were several times higher, which was really amazing.
In an instant, it established a good reputation for Tianyao Sect.
However, Zhuo Yifan was unable to recruit the experts there. After all, no one knew what these guys in the demon world were thinking.
When you are strong, you may not dare to provoke him, but once you have an opportunity, it will be difficult to say.
Setting off a large army is obviously a hundred times easier than fighting a conventional war.
The expert scouts are scouting the way ahead, and there is no need to come back to report. Through the psychic force field, all the experts are like being on a local area network and can share information.
As for the million-strong army in Lost City No. 7, they appear to be the largest in number, but are actually the weakest in combat effectiveness. They are just a decoration to scare the opponent.
The one who truly determines the outcome of the battle is the real magic master.
Zhuo Yifan didn't look relaxed, he always felt a little heavy in his heart.
This feeling has been very strong since the devil's heart began to awaken.
It seemed that something bad was about to happen, which made Zhuo Yifan very unhappy.
What was originally a blitz attack suddenly turned into a steady attack.
Ouyang Qingzhi whispered: "Yifan, what's wrong with you? You've been absent-minded these past few days. Are you worried about something?"
Zhuo Yifan showed a smile and said: "Qing Zhi, we have so many experts, as many as ten thousand, but the opponent only has less than three thousand, so what should we be afraid of?"
Ouyang Qingzhi said: "But they have real demon masters. Are you worried about the casualties of these ordinary monks? Yifan, there will always be sacrifices in war."
Zhuo Yifan laughed at himself: "It's ridiculous that I, a person who relies on absorbing essence and blood to increase my skills, would actually worry about the life and death of others."
Murong Xiaoqian said: "Brother Zhuo, don't take it to heart. There is no distinction between good and evil in Kung Fu. There are only those who use Kung Fu. I believe you are a good person and will never harm others for your own personal gain."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said, "You are blindly trusting me."
Murong Xiaoqian said: "Even the Sword of the Saint has chosen you as its master, which shows that you are the one destined to lead everyone to the light."
Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said, "It sounds like I'm a magic stick."
Murong Xiaoqian smiled and raised her fist and shouted: "Long live Zhuo Yifan, the true god Zhuo Yifan comes to the world and brings blessings to the three realms."
Zhuo Yifan immediately couldn't laugh or cry. He never expected that Murong Xiaoqian also had such a naughty side.
But what shocked him was that following Murong Xiaoqian's voice, there were shouts like a mountain roaring and a tsunami coming from around him.
"Long live Zhuo Yifan, the true god Zhuo Yifan comes to this world and brings blessings to the three realms."
The sounds gathered into a torrent and resounded throughout the sky.
Zhuo Yifan was dumbfounded when he heard this. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't stand it any longer. He said with a black line on his face: "Stop making trouble, it's unbecoming to let others hear you."
Murong Xiaoqian said loudly on purpose: "You saved the secret realm, overthrew the An family and the Yin family, and saved all the people from water and fire. Isn't this what the true god did?"
Zhuo Yifan wanted to stop him, but the surrounding soldiers and masters cheered in unison.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be stunned, and his expression suddenly became weird.
He found that as the shouts became more and more intense, the ordinary soldiers were completely brought into the spiritual force field.
Feeling the believers' fanatical admiration for Zhuo Yifan, these soldiers with low cultivation levels immediately fell into it.
In an instant, it was like going through a spiritual baptism, and it seemed that I had experienced a journey to the secret realm with these masters.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan's image became taller in his mind.
Zhuo Yifan looked at Murong Xiaoqian, only to find that the latter was blinking at him.
Come to think of it, Murong Xiaoqian did it on purpose.
She wanted to cheer Zhuo Yifan and win a few more fans before the big battle.
Only in this way can Zhuo Yifan's faith become stronger.
In fact, with so many believers now, a lot of power of faith is generated every moment, but if it is used for fighting, it is somewhat unrealistic.
Zhuo Yifan arranged the masters in batches everywhere, actually he had a plan just in case.
Once the situation goes bad, he will use the ultimate magic circle to gather the power of all believers to fight to the death.
However, this method will cause certain harm to the believers, and Zhuo Yifan would not do it unless it was absolutely necessary.
The army advanced with momentum like a rainbow.
Soon, we arrived at the border.
Looking at the huge chasm in front of him, Zhuo Yifan was also surprised.
It is this ravine that separates the secret realm from the Yin family.
Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power covered it, but he couldn't help but reveal a strange expression.
"This mountain range is really strange. It has neither the aura from the secret realm nor the aura from the Yinjia Continent. It seems like it was born out of thin air. And the material is extremely special, which is simply unheard of and unseen."
Murong Xiaoqian said: "These mountains are called the backbone of the world and are spread between the eight major continents of the demon world and the secret realm."
Zhuo Yifan asked doubtfully: "Is it them that makes the secret realm and the demon world become two completely different worlds?"
"You can say that! The origin of these backbones of the world is mysterious. Some people say that they have existed since the birth of the devil world, but no one knows what kind of material they are." Murong Xiaoqian said.
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