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Chapter 53 Heroic Soul Opens the Way

Changgongwei looked at Ye Yinzhu. As the main control god king, his thoughts were also very important.

After thinking a little, Ye Yinzhu said in a deep voice: "I think it's OK. We have mobilized the power of the divine realm several times, and the number of times we can mobilize later is very limited. We can't waste it anymore. Let's make a breakthrough head-on. Since the Immortal Emperor can teleport back through the Buddha's relics at any time, we can naturally deal with it. If it really doesn't work, there can be one person on the front line to withdraw from the battle immediately. The Emperor of Heaven on the base camp can appear as a substitute to guard the relics with the Immortal Emperor, and both advance and retreat can be carried out."

Death God said, "I have no objection."

"Okay, since that's the case, then we will break through the middle lane. Qindi, please create some time for everyone."

"Okay!" Ye Yinzhu responded in a deep voice.

Changgongwei sighed in his heart. It seemed like a good idea to think this was a good idea, but in fact, they were already being led by the other party. This was a solution, or the best way to deal with it under the current situation. But will this be expected by the other party?

However, under the strength gap, perhaps this is the best plot.

He has never been an indecisive person, and he will no longer hesitate to make decisions.

"Emperor Qin, let's start." Changgongwei said to Emper Qin through his spiritual sense.

Qindi Ye Yinzhu did not respond anymore, and sat solemnly cross-legged on Zidi's shoulders. A guqin that was flowing like a crystal carved guitar was crossed on her knees.

The qin of the sky! This is a qin made with various divine objects after he became a god. It was made by him personally.

Compared with those guqins with a long history, it lacks a trace of heritage, but it is full of extremely powerful explosive power.

"Clink!" A sound like a metal clashing sounded. In an instant, with Ye Yinzhu's body as the center, a strong and murderous aura burst out.

Lights and shadows began to spread outward with his body as the center, like a lineup of thousands of troops. If you look closely, you can see that they were soldiers wearing armor. Although they were only condensed by lights and shadows, their powerful aura seemed to be no different from real heavenly soldiers and generals.

With the harsh sound of the piano, the soldiers gradually became clearer and could clearly see that there were different patterns on the armor on their chests, namely plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum patterns.

Once upon a time, in the world of Qin Emperor, Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu himself was a member of the Eight Sects of the East Dragon. The Eight Sects of the East Dragon were the four sects of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum martial arts and the four sects of Qin chess, calligraphy and painting magic. Ye Yinzhu's family belonged to the Zhu Sect, but he studied under the boss of Qin sect. The dual cultivation of Qin and Zhu made a generation of myths.

At this moment, he used his own loyalty to serve the country with the song "Dragon" of the Tianqin" to commemorate his former sect and homeland. The countless warriors condensed by music are the convergence of his beliefs.

The auras of the God of Light, the god of death, the immortal emperor, the sea dragon, and the crazy god Lei Xiang were almost all hidden among these soldiers and could no longer detect their aura.

For a moment, the six great gods were magnificent, just like a huge army of thousands of horses!

You can see from the air that the powerful momentum has faintly turned into reality. With the sonorous sound of the guqin, it is becoming more and more powerful, and there is a possibility of a thunderous blow at any time.

This is the real strength of Emperor Qin and his ability to do it. Since he has to do his best in one battle, there is no reservation anymore.

The purple emperor stood proudly in the middle of the battlefield, and the amethyst armor on his body became more and more distinct. He had recovered from his previous trauma. Behind him were thousands of troops summoned by Ye Yinzhu. At this time, he was like the supreme commander among the thousands of troops.

His right hand was raised high and swung forward suddenly. In an instant, the sound of the piano exploded, turning into countless cheers and roars, turning into sounds of shocking and shouting to kill.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" In order to restore the motherland and to inherit civilization, we should move forward bravely!

This is the true meaning of this song of loyalty to the country.

And at this moment, figures were quietly moving at high speed among the thousands of troops.

In the middle, under the outermost dead light tower of Douluo God Realm, Tang San stood there quietly. He could even see the Purple Emperor who was leading the army and strideing towards him in his sight.

At this moment, only Tang San stood under the Death Light Tower, facing the thousands of troops surging in front of him, he seemed so small, but also so tall, standing proudly here like a magic needle for the sea.

The figure of the Purple Emperor was getting closer and closer, and the roar of the sky-dragon piano was like a giant drum. The deafening roar made the morale of the Eight Sects of the East Dragon to the extreme.

A team of surprise soldiers crossed the Purple Emperor and rushed towards Tang San like a sharp arrow.

Tang San slowly raised the Shura Blood Sword in his hand, and a bloody color suddenly spread outward and exploded with his body as the center.

It was a majestic blood color, and blood-red figures emerged from the ground. Their figures were illusory and could not see clearly, but each of them was filled with murderous aura. They were holding huge blood-colored sickles in their hands, waving the sickles, and blood lights spread across the audience.

The first team of cavalry from the East Long Ba Sect was almost instantly submerged in blood.

The god hunters are directly under the god hunters under the jurisdiction of the Shura God. They are the guardians of the Douluo God Realm and also law enforcement officers.

Anything that happens in the lower realm will be enforced by them.

At the beginning, in the world of the God of Baccarat, Lie Yan and Ji Dong were under the law enforcement of the God Hunter, which led to the subsequent separation.

Every god hunter has strong strength. At least it is equivalent to level 3 gods or above.

In this ancient gods battle, of course, Tang San could not really dispatch a large number of god hunters to join the battle, which was a violation of regulations. However, Shura Sword, as a super artifact of the law enforcement god king, itself is an existence that gives the god hunters the power. Therefore, it can naturally summon the heroic souls of the god hunters in reverse to help him fight.

The number of hunters of the Gods' Patrolmen is far less than that of the army of the East Dragon Eight Sects. The army on the other side seems endless. However, the human wall composed of the hunters of the Gods' Patrolmen is like an indestructible barrier, instantly blocking the rush of the army of the East Dragon Eight Sects. The blood-colored sickle in his hand kept harvesting figures.

Although Zhentianqin is strong, it is still far from the super artifact, and it has only reached the level of a pseudo-super artifact, and Shura Sword is a truly top-notch super artifact.

At this time, Tang San stood behind the heroic souls of thousands of god hunters, and was quite astonishing as one man could pass by ten thousand men.

What is strength? This is strength, the real strength!
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