Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Ten days later.

In the outer space, a huge army of the Blood Spirits has assembled and is heading towards the Immortal Realm.

There are about 100,000 of them, and each of them is a semi-saint!

Moreover, this is not the first batch of the Blood Spirits sent out. This elite army has been broken and reorganized many times. The rest died in the battle with the monks of the Divine Court!

The leader is a genius of the Undead Blood Clan, a perfect semi-saint. He and the Blood Emperor Luan Tian who died recently are from the same clan!

The Blood Hong semi-saint has a head of flying black hair, wearing a gorgeous dark red battle armor, with a tragic bloody smell, and holding a blood-red, 10-foot-long sword.

This sword had killed countless Divine Court monks before. The blade was scorching hot, as if it was thirsty for blood.

Looking at the suspended immortal world in front of him, Xue Hong's eyes were extremely fierce, and a vengeful anger was burning in his heart.

The Blood Emperor of Chaos Heaven was a top seedling of his tribe. He could become the first sequence without entering the holy realm, and he had a promising future.

As a result, he fell in this world, making the Chaos Heaven tribe a laughing stock of other tribes!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the clan leader ordered him to personally lead a group of elite semi-saints to break through the defense line of the Divine Court army and destroy the immortal world!

Because the Divine Court had been obstructing them during this period, they had been delayed all the way until now and had not attacked the immortal world.

But now, the last batch of Divine Court monks had been killed by them on the way.

At this moment, the fairy world was just a thing in the eyes of Xuehong Semi-Saint. He wanted to massacre all the creatures in this world with blood, and then take the star core back to the clan to seek credit!

"Kill!"

Xuehong Semi-Saint raised his sword and roared.

"Kill ah ah ah ~"

This 100,000-strong army rushed towards the fairy world with a mighty momentum.

Under the impact of this majestic momentum, the entire fairy world was shaking violently!

"What's going on?!"

Countless fairy world cultivators felt their scalps numb, and a huge sense of panic emerged in their hearts, as if they were facing the coming of doomsday.

"Is the fairy world really going to perish?" In a corner, a thin, slightly wretched-looking young man in a Taoist robe looked at the torn corner of the sky with a shocked expression on his face.

If Ye Junlin was there, he would recognize his identity. He was Tianjizi, who was good at fortune-telling!

Recently, people in all parts of the fairy world are in a panic, and even the fairy court, which is high and mighty in the world, has lost its prestige in everyone's mind.

Because everyone knows that the fairy court is deliberately hiding something from them!

The less they explain, the more they think about it.

As a result, rumors have been spreading recently, and all kinds of conspiracy theories are flying all over the sky.

Basically, they are pessimistic and think that the fairy world is going to die!

Now, the fairy world suddenly trembles, and the boundary wall is easily torn apart, which makes all living beings feel that a disaster is coming.

Boom boom boom~

At the same time, a brilliant light rain broke out in the fairy court.

In the vast light rain, every ray of light is from the monks of the Divine Court, rushing towards the army of the Thousand Ghosts that invaded the fairy world.

The more Thousand Ghosts creatures are killed, the higher the military merits will be, which is also an opportunity for them.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, the war has begun."

Xiang Jiba said in a deep voice.

"What?" Ye Junlin frowned, and looked at the vast sky. A pair of eyes of different sizes slowly emerged, watching the battle indifferently.

This feeling made him feel very unhappy for some reason!

Xiang Jiba smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you don't know that the senior supervisors of Shenting and Youyou are checking whether there are strong people above the semi-saint level participating in this battle for the fairness of this battle."

Ye Junlin's face sank.

For the billions of creatures in the fairy world, this is a crisis like doomsday, but in the eyes of those great figures in the universe, this is just a game similar to sandbox deduction.

Use the semi-saint as chess pieces to fight against each other, and the fairy world is the chips of both sides!

No matter who wins or loses, you must abide by the rules!

"One day, I will put an end to all this!" Ye Junlin's eyes burst into a brilliant light, and his tone was unquestionable.

Xiang Jiba's heart trembled, and he inexplicably felt that the silver-haired young man beside him seemed to be able to do this.

But soon, this idea was overturned.

"How can a native from a small world do this? It's nothing more than an unrealistic fantasy, alas..."

Xiang Jiba sighed secretly.

He was born in the Holy Martial Realm, and his vision is higher than most cultivators. He sees more things. The more this happens, the more he maintains awe.

For this reason, Xiang Jiba feels that Ye Junlin comes from a small place, and his vision is still too narrow. He doesn't know how deep the water of the Divine Court and the Deep Sea is.

Take the Divine Court, which is rumored to be located in the chaotic space, for example. No mature creature in the universe is qualified to enter!

Because the threshold to enter is the Saint Ancestor Realm!

That Saint Ancestor Realm!

Even his master Panlong Wusheng could not reach it, and he wasted endless years with only a slight chance of breakthrough...

Of course, Xiang Jiba would not say these words openly, for fear of irritating Ye Junlin. After all, he is also a person who has read "Emotional Intelligence"!

"Fellow Daoist Ye, my people have already fought with the You army. I hope you can lend a hand and help us."

Looking at the scene of the fierce battle between the two armies in the broken vast sky above his head, Xiang Jiba said solemnly, and then rose from the ground, his figure soaring like a dragon in the sky, setting off a mighty airflow.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering a random task, resist the invasion of the immortal world by the army of the ghost, and reward the emperor banner! ]

Just then, the system prompt sounded.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows.

Human Emperor Banner?

This name sounds awesome!

"Master, what level is this emperor banner? What does it do?" Ye Junlin showed the spirit of asking when he didn't understand.

[Ding, reply to the host, the emperor banner has no fixed level. It is used to absorb the souls of the dead and refine them into soul slaves who know how to fight. The strength and cultivation are the same as before. The more souls absorbed, the greater the power of the emperor banner. There is no limit to the number of souls it can hold! ]

The system explained.

"Hiss~~~~"

Hearing this, Ye Junlin couldn't help but take a breath.

Fuck, this character is too perverted, right? !

In the future, if I have this Human Emperor Banner in my hand, isn't it equivalent to holding an army of undead?

"One day I will collect both the Lord of the Divine Court and the Lord of the Underworld into the Human Emperor Banner. I can't imagine how powerful this Human Emperor Banner is..."

A bold idea flashed through his mind, and Ye Junlin suddenly had the motivation to fight!

"Ah~"

Suddenly, a female scream came from the sky.

Then a half-bloody body fell heavily in front of Ye Junlin.

Bang!

Ye Junlin narrowed his eyes and found that this person was a little familiar.

"Save me, save me..."

Song Linlin, who was cut in half, lay on the ground and wailed. Her pretty face was full of pain, and her eyes were full of deep despair.

She was born in the Flower Realm, with a heavy cultivation of a semi-saint. Her strength was second only to Xiang Jiba in this Divine Court team. However, not long after the battle started, she fell into such a miserable state.

Her slender waist seemed to be cut off by a soldier, and the wound was rapidly worsening. It seemed that there was a strange force that was madly eroding her vitality, making it impossible for her to recover.

Soon, Song Linlin fell to the ground with reluctance and regret, and lost her vital signs.

"Hahaha, so happy!"

In the broken sky, a tall figure wearing dark red battle armor, with blood-colored wings flapping on his back, holding a sword and laughing arrogantly.

He was the strongest blood-red semi-saint in the Youlian Army this time!

Song Linlin was killed by him, and in a face-to-face encounter, we can see how powerful he is!