Rising Of The Human Race

After receiving the news, almost all the high-ranking generals on the frontlines had reached a tacit agreement to attack.    

An intermediate legion swept past, and even ordinary second-rate sects were powerless to resist. They could only surrender without putting up a fight!    

Xue Ji's entire body was covered in blood. An unprecedented tiredness covered her entire body.    

She stared blankly at the battle report on the table, although she also hoped to fight side by side with Lin Fann in her heart. Guarding the Black Tortoise City. However, as one of the living beings of the three thousand worlds, the most basic responsibility forced her to stay at the front line and fight!    

She hoped that Lin Fann would be able to escape in the end!    

Xue Ji silently prayed!    

Lin Jiuyuv raised his eyebrows. When he thought of the uniqueness of Black Tortoise City, he was doing another prayer.    

He hoped that those idiots would not really break that seal!    

Otherwise, they would cause a huge disaster!    

Although the two of them had different thoughts, in the end, they were both praying for the good fortune of Black Tortoise City.    

At this moment, the Black Tortoise City was still safe and sound, standing firmly on the spot.    

Pang Beisi, who was in the middle of marching, had encountered a very serious problem!    

"Can someone tell me why my soldiers have already reached the level of 24 and above, and why are they still sick? Hmm?"    

Pang Beisi raised his eyebrows like a fierce beast. He never thought that his soldiers would become seriously ill one after another during the safest march.    

More than four hundred people even showed symptoms of dehydration. They had diarrhea and could not stand straight anymore.    

Disease was a noun that had nothing to do with Cultivator.    

To actually appear among the elite masters they were so proud of, what a huge joke was this!    

In order to let these soldiers recuperate, Pang Beisi had no choice but to slow down the march into the city.    

Among the crowd, a soldier leaning against a tree suddenly noticed a moving shadow under his feet.    

"A moving shadow? Haha, I must be seeing things. How can this shadow move by itself?"    

The soldier laughed self-deprecatingly and rubbed his eyes.    

However, when he opened his eyes again, he was horrified to find that he had fallen into a dark, quiet, isolated space!    

"Where is this place?" The most primitive instinct of living creatures made this soldier extremely vigilant.    

He roared loudly, not knowing how to ask.    

There was no answer, only a figure with his back facing him.    

"It's you. Are you pretending to be mysterious?"    

The soldier continued to roar, but the louder his voice was, the greater the fear in his heart became.    

"Acting mysterious? Are you talking about me?" A figure slowly turned his head. It was an incomparably handsome face. However, this face was as pale as paper. There were no traces of blood or life!    

When the soldier saw that the owner of this figure was a humanoid creature, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. "If you know what's good for you, let me out! Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"    

"Life is worse than death? Is that so?" That pale face quickly closed in, and his handsome face instantly turned malevolent!    

An aura of death assaulted his face.    

The soldier was so scared that his entire body stiffened, and he stood there blankly, like a block of wood!    

"Soul Devouring!" A soft voice fell.    

The flesh and blood of that foreign soldier instantly dried up. His soul shattered, blood energy empty. A pair of eyes caved in deeply. Upon closer inspection, it actually looked like a dry and hard corpse!    

"It's really useless, hehe!" That handsome face appeared once again. He took out a handkerchief and elegantly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.    

The darkness dissipated, and only a lifeless dried corpse was left on the ground.    

The same dried corpse appeared in large numbers.    

In the blink of an eye, several thousand foreign soldiers were killed by the same strange trap.    

Corpses were scattered everywhere, leaving one horrified!    

"Lin Fann, is this really the right thing to do?" On a small hill not far away, Lin Fann and Qian Rushan restrained their Qi.    

Looking into the distance, they saw the so-called intermediate combat brigade.    

In just a few breaths of time, the black shadows swimming on the ground had already devoured thousands of lives.    

The black shadow that was nourished became stronger. It swam towards the direction of the other soldiers!    

"So what if it's wrong? No matter how bad the result is, can it be worse than the Black Tortoise City being destroyed by someone?"    

Lin Fann's expression was cold, and he didn't feel pity for the deaths of those foreign soldiers.    

Qian Rushan was clearly not compassionate, but worried about the safety of the foreign soldiers.    

These three thousand ghostly figures were drawn over from the great tomb not far away from Black Tortoise City. The creatures buried in the great tomb were so terrifying that it made one suffocate.    

There were nether soldiers guarding the place, and countless ghostly shadows that devoured flesh and blood were born there.    

These three thousand ghost shadows were a small part of it. Originally, they were sleeping peacefully in the tomb, but now, they had been awakened by Lin Fann and Qian Rushan, and were chasing after them.    

The two of them led the three thousand ghost shadows to this foreign warrior, then restrained their auras and fled.    

The three thousand ghostly shadows treated these foreign warriors like delicious delicacies, and began to chew and devour them.    

As the three thousand ghosts grew stronger, Qian Rushan's worries became even greater!    

Was this using a borrowed knife to kill someone, or was this inviting a wolf into the house!    

The foreign warriors, even though their strength was astonishing, they were still normal creatures at the end of the day. Meanwhile, these ghostly figures devoured creatures, strengthening themselves, already exceeding everyone's understanding of ordinary creatures. Perhaps it would result in an unstoppable disaster!    

However, no matter how worried Qian Rushan was, the Third Grade Duplication Qi in Lin Fann's Dantian was constantly spraying out!    

Every single one of the warriors who had passed the 24th step died in battle, and each of them would contribute a significant amount of Third Grade Duplication Qi to him.    

Although it was not as much as killing with his own hands, the rewards were much more. However, killing with a borrowed knife, the defeat and defeat of these foreign warriors, the majority of the supplies still fell on him.    

"Ghastly Shadow? What era is it already? There is actually someone who uses such a low level method to defend against the enemy!" Pang Beisi's battle experience was clearly incomparably rich. A mere ghost shadow attacking, to him, was simply a common method!    

"Use the sacred scripture! Read it together! Send them back to life, let them reincarnate! "    

Pang Beisi's voice was calm and steady. As a general, there was no doubt about his calm attitude when faced with a situation.    

However, just as he gave the order, before the soldiers could take out the so-called holy scriptures, several thousand foreign soldiers turned into dried corpses, their flesh sucked dry by the ghosts!    

Immediately afterwards, every soldier took out a thick scripture, reading it word by word according to the chapter above.    

A layer of milky white light gathered around them!    

This milky white light was filled with a kind of holy and great power!    

"Damn fellow! They have even seen ghosts!" Qian Rushan's worries were instantly extinguished. He never thought that Pang Beisi's knowledge and experience would be so vast that it far exceeded his imagination.    

The milky white light seemed to have a strong suppressive force against darkness and evil. Under the light, the three thousand ghostly figures produced sizzling sounds.    

"I've said it before! You don't have to worry!" A strange smile suddenly appeared on Lin Fann's face.    

Qian Rushan's heart skipped a beat. He felt a sense of foreboding for these soldiers who had worked so hard to rush over from the other side.    

This fellow definitely had a backup plan!    

Qian Rushan's thoughts had yet to settle.    

Lin Fann personally took out a long battle bow. This battle bow was a replica of the Sun Shooting Bow. It was extremely powerful!    

He nocked the arrow and pulled the bowstring. In an instant, the bow was completed!    

The bowstring was released and a sharp arrow shot out with a whoosh!    

That arrow instantly pierced through the heart of a chiliarch who was equivalent to a Dao Building Stage in the 3,000 worlds!    

"Ambush? This doesn't seem to have any skill at all!" This thought had just flashed through Qian Rushan's mind.    

The Dao Building Stage chiliarch's corpse exploded with a loud bang!    

A Silver Beetle absorbed all the essence within the corpse, and the shell on his back instantly turned into a dazzling golden color!    

"Enemy attack!"    

A sharp voice tore apart the calm and peaceful chanting of scriptures.    

Immediately following that, the 3,000 suppressed ghostly figures rushed towards the soldier who issued the command!    

He no longer chanted scriptures, so he naturally did not have the protection of the milky white light. He became the breakthrough point in the eyes of the three thousand ghost shadows. In an instant, he was split up and eaten, turning into a dried corpse!    

The Silver Beetle also seemed to be unwilling to be outdone. A mouthpart pierced through the head of a foreign warrior, sucking the brain, allowing it to evolve even faster!    

In that instant, the scene was incomparably chaotic, and the foreign soldiers fell into a dilemma.    

Reading the sacred scriptures could suppress three thousand ghostly figures, but that enormous bug made them feel uneasy!    

"Quiet, chant scriptures! Leave this fellow to me!"    

General Pang Beisi's voice was deep, as if he was giving everyone a calming pill.    

Everyone chanted the scriptures again. General Pang Beisi flicked his finger and a gust of wind pierced through the Silver Beetle that had turned gold on its shell!    

The Silver Beetle's blood splattered all over the ground!    

The three thousand ghost images were like sharks that had smelled the blood and devoured the Silver Beetle's corpse.    

After obtaining the energy replenishment, they became stronger once again.    

What followed was the rain of arrows. Every arrow that fell would cause the heart of a level 27 or higher commander to shatter and be swallowed by a Silver Beetle!    

The Silver Beetle would sometimes commit evil deeds and kill a few soldiers. Sometimes, it would be directly killed by Pang Beisi. It would turn into a rain of blood that filled the sky and then be swallowed by the three thousand ghosts.    

The three thousand ghostly shadows were actually gradually becoming stronger in this repeated cycle, while Pang Beisi's army's overall strength was slowly declining!    

"Damn aboriginal!" Pang Beisi finally realized that if he continued to waste time like this, he could only let the aboriginal who had shot the arrows succeed.    

He gave a signal with his eyes and let an Almighty Level general follow the direction of the arrow rain.    

In the end, the Almighty Level general just rose into the sky!    

Before he could fly more than 500 meters, a huge finger shadow came crashing down!    

It crushed the Almighty Level warrior into meat paste!    

"Combat strength of Cult Master Level!" Pang Beisi's pupils shrunk. He finally realized that he had encountered a great enemy!    

Didn't it say that the combat strength of Almighty Level and above was extremely rare in these three thousand worlds? All the combat strength of Cult Master Level had gone to the front line?    

Why were there still combat strength of Cult Master Level here? Could it be that those guys from the Intelligence Department used their toes to eat?    

Pang Beisi didn't care about the combat strength of one or two Cult Master Level warriors.    

He believed that his subordinate, the Hundred Battle Master, was strong enough to fight them.    

However, if three or five Cult Master Level warriors appeared, it would be very likely to reverse the situation.    

If more than ten Cult Master Level warriors appeared, they might as well just kill themselves. That was absolutely not a gap that could be filled with numbers!    

After so many years of war, Pang Beisi, who had underestimated his enemy, finally had a serious expression on his face.    

A trace of danger lingered in his nostrils!