The Evil Spirit General let out a long howl towards the sky, his voice echoing in all directions, eyes filled with unwillingness.
At this mont, a vast army of cultivators was already charging from afar, with warships beginning to bombard the area, and the ground was filled with charging cultivators.
His gaze swept across, and he ordered, "Leave this place first."
The Evil Spirit General took a deep breath, his brow twitching wildly. The attack from this era's cultivators was too swift, daring even to move the fragnts of stars, giving him an abrupt sense of impending doom.
Cultivators surged into the battlefield beyond the boundary like a vast ocean... The flas of war spread everywhere, the sky filled with the clash of magical cannons, and broken warships and massive flying spirit beasts constantly fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a blood-red blade light tore through the sky, like a heavenly thunder splitting the tranquility between heaven and earth.
This blood blade was exceptionally fierce, filled with destructive power, like a raging dragon roaring through the space, slicing the sky in half.
Where the blade light passed, the void collapsed, a strong scent of blood perating in all directions, suffocating those nearby.
The might of this blood blade was unparalleled, as if it could split the heavens and earth in two. The overwhelming power it exuded commanded respect, and nothing seed capable of stopping its advance.
Evil spirits from all sides stared in shock at this blood blade, a strong sense of fear and awe rising in their hearts. In the face of such overwhelming power, they felt incredibly small and fragile.
The blood blade continued to streak through the sky, cutting through the earth, leaving a deep fissure behind!
This fissure ran through the heavens and earth, like a giant wound, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.
The blood blade, like a divine sword, rcilessly pierced through the bodies of the evil spirits, blood splattering, and their strange, deford bodies turning to nothingness.
They let out shrill cries, screams of despair, unable to withstand the blood blade's devastation.
The bodies of the evil spirits exploded in the air, turning into fragnts, their souls quickly dissipating. Their faces were filled with pain and terror, eyes full of despair.
Yet the blood blade did not stop, striking one massive warship after another, causing them to disintegrate and collapse, fragnts of evil spirit crystals scattering everywhere, blood light and smoke filling the air, the battlefield filled with chaos and destruction.
The sound of the evil spirit warships crashing was deafening, the ground trembled incessantly, mountains collapsed, and the land shattered.
From afar, cultivators watched helplessly as the warships fell from the sky, shattered wreckage crashing to the ground, sparking violent bursts of fire and dust.
The impact of the falling warships was imnse, stirring up a storm, instantly changing the battlefield's landscape, countless cultivators unable to stand firm, retreating in search of cover.
In the distant sky, massive warships suddenly appeared, circling the horizon like giant beasts, exuding a powerful aura, golden light flickering, and a fierce montum perating them.
At the forefront of the warships, a figure clad in black armor erged.
He was the master of the blood blade, leading a group of immortal soldiers from the Miao Rui Immortal Nation, appearing before everyone. His gaze was cold and sharp, like a blade.
The warships hovered in the air, neatly arranged, forming a massive formation, with tens of thousands of immortal soldiers standing on each warship, their deanor solemn and imposing, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.
Boom—
At this mont, in the sky, white apes clad in armor walked on air, roaring towards the sky, their voices shaking the surroundings!
When they appeared on the battlefield, the atmosphere instantly beca solemn and chilling, the enemy evil spirits feeling a powerful pressure, as if facing the descent of a god of death.
On the military flags fluttering in the blood wind, the words "Battle Camp" were prominently displayed!
The Evil Spirit General trembled all over, staring incredulously into the distance, subconsciously exclaiming in a trembling voice, "Miao Rui Immortal Nation, the Bai Li clan authorized by the military court to independently establish a camp, Bai Li Wentian!!"
"The Immortal Nation's Battle Camp army...! It's them!!"
"Heavenly beasts, Nine Hua Demon-Sealing Apes..."
"Haha, it's actually our human race's Battle Camp cultivator army, fellow Daoists, do not hold back!"
...
The distant land echoed with exclamations of surprise. Over the years, the na of the Battle Camp had long resounded on the battlefield beyond the boundary.
The Bai Li clan once had a general of the Immortal Nation assert that they were a family of natural military bloodline, even their won were no less than n, full of the deanor of immortal soldiers!
Bai Li Wentian exuded a chilling aura, his brow filled with indifference and killing intent, calmly uttering a single word: "Kill!"
His word, like the roar of war drums, shook the entire battlefield.
Boom—
The massive warships of the Battle Camp resounded with a grand humming, like a majestic immortal mountain, their fighting spirit high, montum overwhelming, charging towards the evil spirits from beyond the boundary!
The great battle between the two sides was about to erupt, the montum stirring, shaking the hearts of all.
The entire battlefield was filled with thick smoke from magical cannons and violent waves of elental energy. Each collision brought massive impacts and explosions, shaking the chaotic void, shattering the sky.
Bai Li Wentian sat coldly at the rear, his deep gaze penetrating everything, seemingly lost in mories... the glorious years of the Boundary Battlefield.
"Boundary pioneers... peers of the ancient lineage of the Four Immortal Mountains... our clan will surely seek you out one by one."
Bai Li Wentian spoke angrily in his heart, his gaze gradually becoming extrely domineering, looking into the endless void, "When that day cos, we will surely go together, just as when the boundary was opened, following the pioneers, to battle the Nine Heavens!"
"Our generation... the legacy of the boundary will not perish!"
Bai Li Wentian's overwhelming aura of blood and killing intent filled the heavens and earth, his heart roaring in anger, shaking the surroundings, "Tomb Tiger, Ling Jin Ancestor... wait for us, you will surely see that day!"
"Kill!"
Bai Li Wentian seed unable to suppress his inner urge to kill any longer, the aura of blood and killing intent condensed, spreading like clouds, covering the entire battlefield with his own power, leading the charge, slaughtering all around!
...
On the Boundary Battlefield, at the central frontline, it was like a massive at grinder, the earth-shattering roar had beco the norm.
It even rained blood, with cultivators and evil spirits constantly falling from the sky, like dumplings being dropped.
Chen Xun and his group had long rged into the millions of scattered cultivators, following the Immortal Nation's army in a frenzied charge!
In a trench.
Chen Xun and his group hid there, breathing heavily with excitent, occasionally hearing Chen Xun's loud shouts: "Third Sister, Little Chi, can you hold on, damn... this is a battlefield!!"
"...Eldest Brother, I'm fine." Little Crane's eyes were sowhat numb, his face a bit disheveled, whispering, "Be careful of the Evil God Light in the sky, there are too many."
"Brother Xun!!" Little Chi lay in the trench, shouting miserably, his voice barely audible, his entire body covered in dirt and blood, unrecognizable as a red lion, "Shouldn't we just go and raid their base!"
Little Chi panted heavily, every strand of his mane trembling, this was no duel in the world of immortals, everywhere was filled with smoke and the aftermath of warship magical artifact bombardnts.
The ground was filled with battles between cultivators and evil spirits, rivers of blood flowing, everywhere was a life-and-death struggle!
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