The Sacred Gate

This was where the Soul Clan's base of operations was located.    

However, the entire Holy North Empire was already occupied by the Soul Clan and there was not a single Human Cultivators.    

The other five s of the Sant. North s were also occupied by the Soul Clan s, without a single Human Cultivators.    

Both the Human Cultivators and the common monk were currently hiding in the five subordinate countries of the Empire.    

Everyday, these subordinate states would encounter the attacks of the Soul Race Cultivator.    

Chen Mo and the rest rode the boat into the Sant. North. Looking around, they did not see any cultivators.    

Every city or village that passed by had signs of having fought a great battle, and all became deathly silent.    

They flew for several hours before they finally saw the capital.    

The name of this country was State of the North. On top of the ancient city walls, there was a dense crowd of Human Cultivators.    

Outside the ancient city walls, there were dense numbers of Soul Clan s.    

A Soul Race Cultivator stood at the very front, mounted on a black flying horse, and roared: "Bastards of the Human Clan, listen, I'll give you a chance, hand over 500,000 cultivators or civilians and let us take them away. Otherwise, we will kill our way into the city and slaughter all of you! "    

This was the way the Soul Clan operated.    

Every day, Soul Clan would send out ten powerful teams, and every powerful team, would have a huge army of five hundred thousand. They all wanted to bring back five hundred thousand Human Cultivators s or commoners, so they could live a better life.    

Normally, whenever a city was surrounded, it would order five hundred thousand civilians to be expelled and taken away.    

On the other side of the Human Cultivators, the King of State of the North stood on the ancient city wall, squinted her eyes, pulled out her longsword and roared: Defend the nation with your life, protect the people with your life!    

"We will defend the nation with our lives, we will protect the people with our lives!"    

Countless Human Clan on the city wall followed his shouts, and their killing intent soared to the sky.    

"Alright, since you guys don't know what's good for you, then let State of the North be destroyed today, hahahaha!"    

The expert leading Soul Clan laughed out loud, but her laughter suddenly stopped.    

In the sky, five gigantic warships flew over, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun. It was extremely terrifying.    

On the warship, all of the fully equipped officers s were dressed in battle armor s and carried with them Tenth Level and Magical Items s, exuding a heavy killing intent.    

"This is my Human Clan's support. Our support is here, we are saved!"    

The State of the North King said this excitedly, while the other Human Clan s also started to get excited.    

However, the Soul Race Cultivator was not afraid and would not flee.    

The Soul Clan was the most evil race, and also the most warlike one. Deep in their bones, there was nothing to be afraid of.    

Seeing this, Chen Mo bellowed: Fifth Guard Commander Leng hematoma, lead the troops and surround Soul Clan!    

"Yes, Chief!"    

hematoma shouted in agreement as he led his men to surround Soul Clan.    

Chen Mo continued to shout: "Third commander, the Misty Goddess, lead the team to encircle the Soul Clan!"    

"Yes, Chief!"    

Yang Xiaohan bellowed as he led his men to surround the Soul Clan.    

When the five hundred thousand officers s of the Soul Clan saw that one hundred and sixty thousand officers s dared to surround them, their fighting spirits all rose explosively.    

The leader of the Soul Clan laughed crazily and roared: "Hahahaha, we have finally met a with a little blood and Qi. Brothers, let's start a massacre today, slaughter everyone everywhere, and show the trash of Human Clan the power of our Soul Clan!"    

"Fight!"    

The Soul Race Cultivator s roared as their pyretic blood combusted one after another.    

Chen Mo raised his Great Desolation Heaven Severing Blade, supported by his draconic strength, he roared: "Kill!"    

When the voice spread out, not only did it spread across the entire scene, it even spread throughout the entire State of the North.    

"Kill!"    

"Kill!"    

"Kill!"    

hematoma, Yang Xiaohan and the rest of the group led the way and roared, their roars was world-shaking. Raising the Justice Alliance's banner, they all pulled out their Magical Items, released their strength and Qi, and rushed forward to kill.    

One hundred and sixty thousand Tenth Level War Gods at their peak!    

This kind of terror caused the State of the North King and the others to turn pale with fright, all of them staring with their eyes wide open.    

Too powerful!    

Inside their bodies, the pyretic blood was boiling.    

With such a powerful resource, they could be saved.    

"Kill!"    

Soul Race Cultivator also shouted and started to fight.    

The Soul Clan s were indeed not weak. The dozens of officers s in charge were all at the peak of the Tenth Level, and the others were all Battle-Kings no matter how weak they were.    

With this kind of strength, it would be too easy to annihilate the State of the North.    

However, if they met Chen Mo and the rest, they would definitely die.    

"Frozen Thousand Li!"    

The hematoma took the lead and roared. The top-grade divine tool brought out a snow-white sword rainbow and smashed down. The white mist fire quickly spread and the thousands of Soul Race Cultivator in front of them were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.    

However, she knew the seriousness of the situation. She didn't turn those cultivators into ice and explode.    

Once the ice was retracted, the Soul Race Cultivator s all fell to the ground, dead with grievances.    

"Dancing in the Nine Heavens!"    

At the same time, Yang Xiaohan also roared out explosively, and rode his flying horse and rushed into the battlefield. The nine black sphere quickly flew around her, and when they spread out, they formed a gigantic black barrier around her, absorbing the blood vessels of thousands of Soul Race Cultivator, and then fell limply onto the ground, all of them dying with grievances.    

The hematoma and Yang Xiaohan both rushed to the side to reap the lives of their Soul Race Cultivator s.    

With one move, at least thousands of Soul Clan died!    

The Human Clan s all brandished their longsword s and rushed in. Wherever they went, the Soul Race Cultivator s were sliced in half, their broken limbs flying everywhere, their corpses dropping to the ground piece by piece, blood flowing everywhere.    

They would be annihilated the moment the battle began.    

No matter how aggressive Soul Clan was, when he saw this situation, he was scared out of his wits and wanted to escape.    

But being completely surrounded by the Human Clan army, they had nowhere to run!    

The State of the North King and the rest were all dumbfounded.    

The power of the Coalition forces for justice was too strong.    

This was the first time they had seen such a one-sided slaughter.    

Wang Youcai, kaiding, Zhuang Zhuangming and the others all had fighting spirit in their eyes. The pyretic blood was boiling with excitement, they really wanted to take action.    

In less than three minutes, all of Soul Clan's five hundred thousand strong army, with the exception of the main marshal, had been annihilated.    

Such a fiery speed also made countless State of the North s flabbergasted.    

"Clean the battlefield, collect the Soul Clan's flesh and blood, and hand them over to This Alliance Head!"    

Chen Mo roared.    

Yang Xiaohan and the rest collected the blood and flesh and gave it to Chen Mo.    

Chen Mo led the way and landed on the ground. The Soul Clan Commander was kneeling in front of Chen Mo, shivering and frightened out of her wits.    

Chen Mo said: "I want to know your deployment!"    

"No ?" "I don't know ?"    

The commander of the Soul Clan shook her head. She really didn't know anything.    

All he knew was that his current base camp was in the Huang Sheng Empire.    

"Mog, why didn't you call me!"    

A voice filled with endless resentment rang out. A cultivator with a tall and thin red robe and an incomparably fiendish appearance flew over at high speed.    

"Xu Kun?"    

Seeing the person, Chen Mo smiled and called out.    

"Mog!"    

Xu Kun flew down, feeling extremely wronged.