Chapter 1085: Gather soldiers

These words were shocking and shocking, but there was no storm in the blood lotus palace, and it was still extremely calm, no one looked at him more.
Bai Hu's heart sank and looked at Zhao Shi murderously, waiting for his response.
"Friends of Taoism are too rude."
Zhao Shi said lightly: "The World of Budo Mecha belongs to all the people of the world, and it is not something that a few people can decide. We should listen to their ideas, instead of acting arbitrarily, going against the general trend without knowing it."
"What a general trend!" Bai Hu snorted and walked away.
Without any hindrance, his figure disappeared at the gate of the Blood Lotus Palace.
"When they mobilize troops and generals, at most a full-scale war will start in a few years." Huang Huo asked: "Should we mobilize the 18 guilds of the Immortal League to enter this world, especially Zhou Bihu?"
Although she is reluctant to say it, she still has to admit that Zhou Bihu's formation skills are far above her, and can better exert the strength of the Corps. The gods of the various guilds and Yuanying monks are also extremely powerful pillars of combat power. .
"No, mobilize the A-level army to enter."
"Oh, got it."
The various guilds of the Immortal League have an obligation to support, but this is not free. Each guild is not a subordinate of the Blood Sea Guild, and must be distributed to the spoils, which is more likely to be a share of the world.
The martial arts mecha star field that had been calm for only a few years was once again shrouded in the smoke of war, and spread more widely. Even the beginnings of the evil martial sects were agitated, and many martial arts of the gods and bridges were called up.
The troops were mobilized to the planet near the Fire Spirit Star, and there was a servant army composed of the surrendered federal army. A huge army was rapidly taking shape, and the mighty coercion was covering everywhere, without any chance of sneak attack.
The portal on the Flame Sacred Mountain did not stop for a moment, a steady stream of Condensed Realm soldiers and materials poured in from it, and soon broke through one hundred thousand, quickly approaching the order of one million.
Only a few of these condensed realm monks are players who have entered the game for two centuries, less than 50,000. Most of them are aboriginal monks who have served in the military in various worlds. They can only be proficient in basic formations. The quality is not as good as the first generation players. They can often leapfrog. Fight.
The quality of players who entered the game in the past two hundred years is also unsatisfactory. At least half of them are trapped in the Qi refining period. In just one hundred years, the real world has to return to the real world.
Among the remaining people, the number of people entering the Golden Core and Nascent Stages is very small. According to the statistics of the Ministry of Education of the Sea of ​​Blood, there should be no more than ten Transfiguration monks born among them after a thousand years.
This is actually normal, but it's scary enough.
There are more than half a million players who have entered the Blood Sea Fairy League within two years on Earth, and ten cultivators will be born after a thousand years. I am afraid that even the legendary Protoss is nothing more than that.
"Proud Yangyang, appoint you as the commander of the First Army of the Blood Sea of ​​the A-level Army Group."
"Yes, President!"
"Sunset Sanxi, appoint you as the commander of the Second Army of the Blood Sea of ​​the A-level Army Group."
"Yes, President!"
"Tutu Cotton Candy..."
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In the Blood Lotus Palace, six cultivators from the S-Class Blood Sea First Army Group took over their paper and system files one by one in front of Zhao Shi.
"Take your regiment head with you." Zhao Shi waved his hand: "You have about a month to get acquainted with your subordinates. Don't lose your chain during the battle."
The training programs of the various armies of the Blood Sea are exactly the same, but different units and different people are also different, and it is not easy to form a qualified large formation.
"Understand!" The six saluted and left.
Zhao Shi looked at their backs and said with a pity: "It would be great if the weak chicken of Yuan Qianjun was here. He could unite these millions of Condensed Realm cultivators, plus the First Army of the Sea of ​​Blood. It's over."
"You said that people who are weak still want other people's efforts, and they want to be beautiful." Huang Huo looked at him contemptuously.
One year's time is extremely short for high-level cultivators, almost as soon as the eyes are closed and opened, more than a dozen weeks of cultivation have passed.
Woo~
Amidst the desolate and simple horn sound, a five-stroke banner appeared slowly in the five directions of the Fire Spirit Star, depicting flames, soldiers, and devilish energy, without bones.
The banner is simple, no different from the banner of the mortal army, but it stands in the cosmic galaxy, pulled by the frantic gravitational force of the universe, and meteorite impacts can't make them shake in the slightest.
The evil spirit of the army formation like the galaxy storm filled the four directions, revealing the big army behind the banner, and each aura was tyrannical, encircling the fire spirit star.
Countless divine consciousness scanned across the army, and suddenly caused a sound of inhalation.
Zi Yu exclaimed: "There are more than 130 kings, that is, the battle strength of the transformation of the gods, and the warriors of the bridge realm are close to 50,000, and the army is tens of millions. Right?"
Tutu Marshmallow looked carefully for a long time.
"Fortunately, there is no formation, even the roughest formation."
Her words were full of fear, although she had already known that the true spirit of a warrior was not suitable for large-scale army operations.
The soldiers of the Twelfth Army of the Budo Mecha looked at the scene in the sky with suffocation, shaking all over, even Li Kaiyuan and Wang He were not surprised, and they felt relieved after occasionally looking at the rear.
Due to the shortage of Huashen combat power, and many people have been transferred to the A-level army, the Twelfth Army was not assigned to the Huashen-level commander. Li Kaiyuan served as the acting military commander, and his combat effectiveness had dropped several times, making them always scared. Trembling.
"I went to see."
Zhao Shi slashed out a sword aura into the sky, his strength aura was not strong, carrying his little spiritual knowledge and flew towards the center of the five sects.
The sudden aura of alien power made the army nervous immediately, almost instinctively, dozens of kings would blast towards this sword aura, like a giant net that rounds up sparrows, there is no life.
"Let him come over." A creaking voice came from the center of the army, causing the kings to take a halt, showing respectful expressions and letting the road pass, letting this scarlet sword aura pass through.
Entering the most center of the army without hindrance, the space at this time has become as hard as divine gold, and the speed of the scarlet sword energy has slowed down.
The rigidity of the space is not due to any magic weapon of war, but the heavy pressure naturally emitted by the four mighty powers.
"Oh, didn't Fellow Daoist Red Lotus come?" The scarlet sword aura spun around and turned into a black-clothed boy. He looked around and asked curiously.
Bai Hu Xingchen was silent.
The sequelae of Honglian Wuzong's squeeze out appeared, even if she saw the huge threat from the immortal cultivator, she was unwilling to take action at this time, but agreed to send an army of the sect and act on her own.
The meaning is obvious. Since you Baihu claim to be the flesh-killing person of the various sects, then it is time for you to take charge, and it is not in vain that you occupy the greatest battle result in destroying the Federation.