530: C530 The great war began!

C530 The great war began!

In other words, the one leading them was an alien above Martial Saint.0

"Six alien Outsiders, looks like we're going to have some fun this time!" Xiao Chen looked at the army gravely. Other than the six strongest foreign races, the rest of them were all controlled by the Human expert.

"I am Dark Demon Region Commander Chu Tong, under the orders of Young Master Feng, to suppress Wasteland, surrender, and do not kill anyone who kneels on the ground."

The black clothed man who was at the front stood in the air, his solemn voice was spreading throughout the entire Wasteland.

As the sound of his voice faded, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, causing everyone's expression to change drastically.

"Peak Martial Saint!" Thunder Spirit Valley's Valley Master Mu Yang cried out. His face was filled with fear, and behind him, the faces of Heaven's Mandate and the other experts were also filled with fear.

Following Mu Yang's voice, the faces of even more experts turned deathly pale.

Peak Martial Saint had added five million troops, how could they defend against that?

"I am willing to lead Thunder Spirit Valley to surrender!" Mu Yang directly knelt down, and said with a tremble. Even though he was the patriarch of the Thunder Spirit Valley and a disciple of the Divine Palace, he was more aware of the power of Peak Martial Saint.

When Mu Yang had knelt down, all the experts in Thunder Spirit Valley kneeled down at almost the same time. Even their ancestor had knelt down.

As the Thunder Spirit Valley warriors kneeled, more and more of them kneeled down.

"Hehe, Wasteland's number one power. Thunder Spirit Valley has already kneeled without a fight. As expected of the number one power."

Xiao Chen stepped out, arriving in the air as he swept his eyes across the Thunder Spirit Valley's people with disdain.

"Xiao Chen is you, why are you here? Didn't you go to the ancient region?" After hearing the voice, Mu Yang did not care about the mocking tone in Xiao Chen's words at all, his face was only filled with astonishment.

Xiao Chen directly ignored him, looked at Chu Tong with a heavy expression, and said solemnly: "Do you not kill those who surrender?"

"Yes sir!" Chu Tong said indifferently, he did not care about the cultivation level of the Second Level of the War God.

"Hehe, of course you won't kill me. If I fall into your hands, you can only slowly change your bloodline and turn it into your puppet, becoming food for you." Xiao Chen sneered, his voice spreading out due to the spread of his Innate True Origin.

"What did you say?" Chu Tong's voice was somewhat gloomy, but at the same time, it carried a trace of doubt.

"Alien race, I've killed quite a few. Your aura is very similar to the one I killed earlier, the one who calls himself 'benzun'. It seems you must be clones of the same alien." Xiao Chen said indifferently.

"I didn't think that you were the one who killed those people. It seems like I can't let you live." Chu Tong's sinister voice slowly resounded.

"You want to kill me? You guys are still lacking a bit." Xiao Chen sneered.

"Don't think that you alone can stop my Blackwater Legion's five million strong army." Chu Tong laughed coldly in disdain.

"Who told you I was alone?" Xiao Chen sneered, then bellowed: "Where is the Heavenly Star Sect Disciples?"

"The Heavenly Star Sect Disciples is here!"

Xiao's Army, Raging Flames Sect, Illusory Moon Sect, Dan Bao Pavilion, Beast Master School, Ghost Sect and other experts all came to Xiao Chenshen's back.

All of the experts who joined the Tian Xing Sect stood behind Xiao Chenshen, and looked solemnly at the Blackwater Legion s, while those disciples who did not understand what was going on had stupefied looks on their faces.

"You want to rebel against my Blackwater Legion?" Chu Tong swept his eyes across the experts behind him, with a look of disdain on his face.

"You'll know once you try!" Xiao Chen sneered.

"In that case ?" Chu Tong slowly raised his right hand.

"Kill!" An eerie voice sounded as the hand fell.

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