Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

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Kill kill!

The Holy Legion monk army roared.

Their momentum condensed together, and a dragon of essence was formed above them.

The Holy Legion really deserved to be the elite legion, and adjusted their emotions in a very short time.

And the momentum has also climbed to the peak level.

The monks of the Holy Legion are absolutely terrifying.

Actually, Yan Kuan is right.

If the war is really up, the sacred legion can occupy a comparatively large advantage.

Because the monks fight, they are extremely particular about coordination.

The sacred legion monk army cooperates extremely well, which is their first advantage.

In addition, the number of sacred legions is currently three or four times that of those who support Lin Feng.

This is the second advantage of the Holy Legion.

The combat power of the Holy Legion, which occupies two major advantages, is naturally extremely terrifying.

On the other hand, they support Lin Feng's monks.

Hatred ignited their blood.

So now everyone is killing the Holy Legion.

It can be described as fearless.

However, next they faced a well-trained monk army.

The other party's attacks are bound to be interlocking and terrible.

By the time!

These monks who support Lin Feng will definitely be defeated.

Once defeated, it will be massacred by the sergeant army of the Holy Legion, and it is not known how many people will die.

Lin Feng is very clear about this.

Therefore, when a large number of monks who supported him rushed to the army of the Holy Legion, Lin Feng began to walk in the void.

"The drums from the beginning of the early days are about to ring. The glory of the gods illuminates the starry sky of the early days. Even the great gods, even if you pass away, we as descendants, have never forgotten you ...".

"Your blood of war has stained the sky, your will merges into the heavens and the earth, you are all unyielding strong men, you fight for this era, even if you die nine times without regret ...".

"After the endless years, we descendants, chasing the glory of the gods, we cross the torrent of time, and fight side by side with the gods, great gods, we are willing to let our blood red this world , For the souls of this world, for the peace and tranquility of this era, we are willing to contribute our lives ... ".

"Oh great gods, please revive your indestructible will. We will fight side by side, fighting for the world, we are fearless, we will surely win the war ..."

Lin Feng's voice was violent and violent, shaking for nine days and ten places.

Lin Feng's voice passed into everyone's ears.

Descendants after sin.

Sin blood in-laws.

And those chivalrous men who supported Lin Feng, after hearing Lin Feng's voice.

One by one blood veins.

This is the rumored song of the gods.

War song of the gods, the war song created by the gods in the era of the title deity.

When a large-scale battle takes place, the war songs of the gods can play a blessing and inspiring role.

When Lin Feng's voice fell, a rumbling noise came out.

Then, over nine days, a huge river appeared.

The long river is running endlessly.

It seems to span the past, present, and future.

That long river seems to be the long river of rumors.

"Who is calling us?".

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the long river.

"God, what is that?".

Many monks watching the battle pointed to the bottom of the long river.

At the bottom of the long river, a Taoist figure appeared.

At the bottom of the long river, there seemed to be many monks asleep.

Now, the existence of a deep sleep at the bottom of the long river, felt Lin Feng's call.

"It is the spirits of the gods that have never been destroyed ...". A monk said aloud.

"Great gods, we have inherited your will! Please fight with us! We will carry your hope! We will protect this era!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly.

"Everyone, our Yuan Ling has been unable to withstand the erosion of time, then before dissipating, fight again!"

The voice came out.

"Okay, then fight again!"

Sounds rang out afterwards.

then.

One figure after another stood up from the bottom of the river.

The dense figure.

They looked down from across the distance of time and space.

At that moment, countless people have a tearful feeling.

Gods! It is really the spirit that has not dissipated after the gods died!

Their Yuan Ling, slept at the bottom of the river of time, and now, the Yuan Ling of the gods! It is a recovery!

perhaps.

our ancestors.

Is among them.

Swish swish ...

next moment.

The gods in the long river of time became spirits and flew down one beam after another.

The beams of light merged into the body of a famous monk.

"what……".

After obtaining the possession of the gods and spirits, many monks couldn't help but utter a roaring sound.

They felt that in that moment, in that moment!

Their bloodline! Their body!

It is fully integrated with the spirits of the gods.

The power of the gods!

The fighting intentions of the gods!

It is also perfectly integrated with his body, which is an extremely strange feeling.

but.

Everyone can feel their madly improved fighting power.

"Will you fight alongside me?".

There was a voice in everyone's mind.

Those are the spirits of the gods possessed in their bodyless bodies, asking them.

"willing!"

Every monk shouted loudly.

"Then we fight side by side! Bloody battle!"

The spirits of the gods said.

A famous monk shouted loudly, "We have no regrets even if we die nine times!"

"Kill ...".

The densely packed monks killed the Holy Legion monks.

The willpower of all people is fused with the willpower of the gods.

The spirit of all people has risen to the ultimate peak.

The spirit dragon formed above the sacred legionary army was destroyed instantly.

The monk army of the Holy Legion saw the scene of the monks who were not afraid of death.

Panic appeared again on his face.

"Hold on, hold on, we can win, we can win ...".

Yan Kuan shouted loudly.

next moment.

The war broke out.

The sacred legionary squadrons attacked their monks, but the sect priests blessed them with the blessings of the gods and spirits. When the attack of the sacred monk squadrons came, , Those attacks have been resisted by the monks who rushed to them, and then, two or three thousand monks directly scattered the 100,000 troops of the Holy Army.

After the formation of the Holy Legion was broken up, it was not an opponent of those monks who were blessed by the spirits of the gods.

A large number of Holy Legion monks were killed, and a body fell from the sky towards the ground.