Chapter 1744 Ruthless as if There Is Love

This million army and tens of millions of monsters are really over!

The reason why all the races near the Tianpeng Territory fled was because they had received an order from King Gouchen, who promised that these territories would be taken back for them and let them evacuate first.

Thirty-eight races came with an army of one million, and this was the army of Qingling's old army. The nearby races were really scared, and immediately led the races to evacuate, and handed over the territory.

With little effort, thirty-eight races occupied more than ten mountain collars. If they are satisfied with this, they will not be defeated so quickly, and there is not enough for each ethnic group in more than a dozen mountain collars. After repeated investigations, it was determined that the various ethnic groups in the Eastern Region had not united and were still in civil war, and the thirty-eight ethnic groups sent troops again and began to expand.

result……

Unexpectedly smooth, wherever the army passed, all races fled, and were defeated with one blow, and the army easily occupied dozens of mountain collars again.

This time the attack was out of control, even if the patriarchs of the big clans had some doubts, the patriarchs of those small clans were also jealous, and continued to expand to the surrounding area, and took down hundreds of mountain collars in one go!

So many mountains, such a big land!

The army of one million seems to be a lot, but when the territory becomes larger, it will be dispersed at once, and there will be more places to defend. Tens of thousands on one side, hundreds of thousands on the other side, divided in this way, the army in each place will not exceed at most Two hundred thousand.

At this moment, a mysterious army suddenly attacked, easily broke through the defense on one side, entered the hinterland of the territory they occupied, and began to bloodbath the people of thirty-eight races.

This army is not large, only 100,000, but it is the most elite army, led by a pseudo-emperor-level powerhouse, the great elder of the Gochen clan!

When the entire ethnic group was shocked and turned back to help, countless troops rushed from all directions and entangled their troops. The people of all ethnic groups are being slaughtered, how can these armies have the intention to fight fiercely? Once the morale of the army is unstable, what awaits them will be a rout...

Just like when they ambush the coalition forces in the Eastern Region, once the army is defeated, the end waiting for them will be to be ruthlessly hunted down and slaughtered.

When many soldiers fled back to the territories of various clans in embarrassment, they found corpses all over the mountains and plains. The tens of millions of people had all been slaughtered, and the blood stained the ground. The stench of the corpses made countless soldiers sick and made them kneel Weeping bitterly on the ground.

"Run, run away..."

A patriarch of a large clan yelled sharply, gathering the remnants of the defeated generals and starting to flee. The 100,000 troops of the Gochen clan appeared like devils, and dispersed the army formation that they had finally assembled, and the Gochen clan army began to slaughter them mercilessly.

The rout turned into a big rout, and all the surviving sergeants began to flee wildly, without a trace of fighting spirit anymore. They fled for a while, and soon thought of a question, where are they going to flee? Where can they escape?

Master Ninth made it very clear that they would no longer be allies the moment they left, and even if they died in front of him, he would not take a look at them!

At that time, it sounded very ruthless, very cold-blooded, and very harsh. At this moment, the fleeing patriarchs and soldiers realized that this sentence was true love.

Master Ninth tried to use the most ruthless words to dispel their determination to come back, but they did not expect that they came back stubbornly, and at this moment they finally suffered the consequences.

"Go back, go back to Master Ninth, only he can save us. Even if he doesn't save us, we will die in the barren land, repent to him, and warn all races!"

A patriarch of a large clan roared fiercely, and the eyes of all the fleeing soldiers lit up, as if they had found their direction and hope, they began to flee frantically towards the barren land.

The army of the Gouchen tribe continued to chase and kill, until they reached the Tianpeng collar, and then entered the barren land. At this moment, there are only more than 100,000 troops left in the army of one million. It is estimated that these more than 100,000 troops will also be buried in the barren land in a short time.

"Run, run away, we have reached the barren land!"

"Hurry up!"

"Run away..."

Countless roars sounded one after another, accompanied by screams and explosions behind them.

The densely packed army in the distance flew from the sky, like a god of death demanding their lives. Countless soldiers died every breath of time. After a few hours at most, these hundreds of thousands of troops will completely disappear from this world.

There is a huge mountain ahead, bypassing this mountain and running five million miles forward is the Devil's Abyss, but it seems that the army cannot escape to the Devil's Abyss.

"Ding dong~~"

Just as the army fled below the mountain peak, a piano sound suddenly sounded. The sound of the piano was very melodious and pleasant, as if there was a special magic power, which stopped all the fleeing troops.

The sound came from the top of the mountain. After the sound, a person appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain. That person was dressed in a white robe, with his eyes closed, and his expression was very intoxicated, as if he was silent in the wonderful music.

The chasing army tens of thousands of feet away quickly stopped attacking, and all their consciousness locked on the white-robed man on the top of the mountain, and locked on his guqin.

"thump!"

There was a heavy kneeling sound, and a big patriarch knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face, without saying a word, just prostrated on the ground like this, not caring about the pursuers behind him.

"Plop, plop~~~"

Countless kneeling sounds sounded, and the more than 100,000 troops actually ignored the pursuers behind them. They all knelt and prostrated on the ground, with tears in their eyes, self-blame, shame and pain on their faces, and...excitement!

"Master Nine?"

The eyes of the Great Elder of the Gochen Clan were as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and the faces of countless elders and strong men of the Gochen Clan were solemn, as if they were facing a big enemy. As for the eyes of those low-ranking soldiers, they were all filled with fear and hatred.

No one dares to move!

Although many spiritual senses swept around and did not detect any ambushing troops, in the hearts of the elders of the Gochen clan and a group of strong men, this nine masters alone are more terrifying than an army of one million, or even... more terrifying than an army of one million!

Solo on the top of the mountain!

Hundreds of thousands of troops bowed down under the mountains.

Tens of thousands of feet away, a hundred thousand troops stood silently, devoid of any murderous intent.

Such a strange scene was staged again, and it is estimated that no one in the rest of the Sky Demon Realm would believe it. Jiang Yi didn't speak, didn't do anything, just closed his eyes and played intoxicatedly. None of the kneeling army below dared to move, and the 100,000 army in the distance didn't make any attacks.

After the song finished, Jiang Yi caressed the strings with both hands, and finally opened his eyes. His eyes were incomparably deep, passing through tens of thousands of feet of space, and locked on the elder of the Gochen clan. He said lightly He uttered a sentence that resounded in the ears of all the monster clans: "Go back and tell King Gouchen that I will send troops in half a year to fight him to the death."

"withdraw--"

The Great Elder King Gouchen hesitated for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, the Gochen army retreated neatly, turning into torrents of steel and disappearing into the distance.

In a word, one hundred thousand troops were repelled.

Jiang Yi didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment. He swept his eyes over the face of the defeated general who was kneeling below, put away his guqin and floated away: "Don't kneel to me, but kneel to your dead tens of thousands of people!"

Hundreds of thousands of remnant soldiers were defeated and wept with their heads in their arms, weeping uncontrollably...