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Chapter 530 The war is about to start!

In other words, the leader is an alien race above the Martial Saint.

"Six alien races, it seems that some of them are playing this time!" Xiao Chen looked at these army solemnly. Except for the six strongest alien races, the rest were all controlled human strong men.

"The commander of the Black Water Legion of the Black Demon Realm, Chu Tong, is ordered by the Young Master Feng to attack the deserted areas and surrender. Those who kneel on the ground will not be killed."

The man in black at the front stood in the air, and his deep voice spread almost half of the wasteland as the true energy spread.

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura came from his body, which changed everyone's faces.

"The Peak of Martial Saint!" Mu Yang, the master of the Leiling Valley, said in a speechless voice, his face full of fear, and the powerful people such as Tianming behind him were all frightened.

As Mu Yang's voice sounded, more powerful people's faces turned pale.

The peak Martial Saint is adding five million troops. How can we stop this?

"I am willing to lead the Leiling Valley to surrender!" Mu Yang knelt down and said tremblingly. Although he is the ancestor of Leiling Valley and is also a disciple of the Divine Palace, he knows the strength of the peak strength of the Martial Saint.

As Mu Yang knelt down, all the strong men from Lei Ling Valley knelt down almost at the same time, and even the ancestor knelt down. What did they do to resist?

As the strong men in Leiling Valley knelt down, more and more strong men chose to kneel down.

"Haha, the number one force in the wasteland, Lei Ling Valley has already kneeled without fighting. It is really worthy of being the number one force."

A faint sneer sounded, and Xiao Chen stepped out and came into the air, and glanced at the people in Leiling Valley below with disdain.

"Xiao Chen is you, why are you here? Haven't you gone to the ancient realm?" After hearing the voice, Mu Yang did not care about the sarcasm in Xiao Chen's words at all, but was full of surprise.

Xiao Chen ignored him directly, looked at Chu Tong solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Will the surrendered one be killed?"

"Yes!" Chu Tong said lightly, not caring about the second level of the Martial God's cultivation level at all.

"Haha, of course you won't kill. If you fall into your hands, you can only slowly change your bloodline, become the puppets in your hands, and become the food you raise." Xiao Chen sneered, his voice spreading out under the spread of his true energy.

"What did you say?" Chu Tong's voice was a little gloomy and a hint of confusion.

"I have killed a lot of alien races. The aura on your body is very similar to the person I killed before who called himself "original deity". It seems that you should be the clone of the same alien race." Xiao Chen said lightly.

"I didn't expect that you killed those people. It seems that you can't keep you." Chu Tong's gloomy voice slowly rang.

"You are still a little short of killing me." Xiao Chen sneered.

"Don't think that you can only block the five million troops of my Black Water Legion." Chu Tong sneered disdainfully.

"Who told you that I am alone?" Xiao Chen sneered, then shouted in a deep voice: "Where are the disciples of Tianxing Sect?"

"The disciples of Tianxing Sect are here!"

The Xiao family army, the Lieyan Sect, the Fantasy Moon Sect, the Danbao Pavilion, the Beast Control Sect, the Ghost Sect and other powerful people all came behind Xiao Chen.

All the strong men who joined the Tianxing Sect stood behind Xiao Chen and looked at the Black Water Legion solemnly, while those disciples who didn't understand what was going on were all confused.

"Do you want to resist our Black Water Legion?" Chu Tong glanced at the strong man behind him, with a look of disdain.

"You'll know if you try it!" Xiao Chen sneered.

"Since that's the case..." Chu Tong slowly raised his right hand.
Chapter completed!
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