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At the same time, in the Human Joint Command Center in the Tagan Basin of the Earth, the top leaders of all major countries in the world were here.
They looked at the scene of the secret battlefield mapped on the big screen, and each of them fell silent.
Through quantum transmission, they can see everything on the battlefield clearly.
There was no sound at all in the huge command center. Although there were no expressions on the faces of these people in power, it should not be difficult to guess that these people were actually very nervous.
This battle is of great significance, even related to the survival of all mankind.
A middle-aged man with blond hair in a suit suddenly said: "Sir Pope, what do you think of the victory in this battle?"
The person called the Pope was a white-haired old man who seemed to be on the verge of death. His slightly cloudy eyes looked at the big screen. After a moment of silence, he said calmly: "Thirty percent."
"The opponent's Xiantian realm has an overwhelming advantage in terms of numbers, and both Aqila and the prince of the barbarian tribe have climbed to the peak of the twelfth level, and they are the strongest in terms of combat power."
"The only chance of victory is to hope that the Holy Maiden and our Western religion's joint attack technique can delay these two people and create opportunities for the army."
"this¡¡"
Hearing this, several high-ranking officials from the Western world looked at the two old men from China, with a hint of arrogance in their eyes.
Although a united front has been established and all countries are closely united, there is still a bit of competition between them.
According to their observations over the past few days, the Chinese monks are stronger than the Western monks, and the feedback is that Yang Ling and others are trying to show off, obviously outperforming the Western monks, which makes them somewhat uncomfortable.
Now we need to rely on their Western monks to hold back the opponent's strongest combat power, allowing them to regain their face.
Of course, everyone here is a big shot, so they won¡¯t say anything, but you can see it on their faces.
The two Chinese old men looked at each other and frowned slightly.
They also hope that Chinese monks can play a more important role in such a war that determines the fate of mankind.
On the battlefield at this moment, Prince Aqila of the Sea Tribe heard what the Saint said and snorted coldly: "What a sharp-tongued human race, but it's useless to just talk."
"According to the ancient rules, we challenge each other first!"
"OK!"
The saint didn't retreat at all. With a flash of light, a pure white staff appeared in the woman's hand.
Seeing this scene, everyone from the summit to the landing troops from various countries became nervous.
I didn¡¯t expect that it would be a battle between generals right from the start!
But Aqila snorted coldly: "You and I will fight again later. Now we go back to our formation. One person from each side will fight to the death!"
After saying that, the blue light flashed and he returned to his own military formation.
Seeing this, the saint also rode the silver Pegasus and slowly retreated into the torrent of steel.
The next moment, a red-bearded old man jumped out of the Hailan formation and stood in front of the two armies. He shouted: "Where is Yang Ling! You first massacred my Hailan City and then my seventh brother. I will fight for them today." revenge!"
"Come out!"
This old man is the fourth elder of the Sea Clan. He has a late-stage innate cultivation. He immediately asked Yang Ling to fight by name. He looked like a hot-tempered person!
Yang Ling sneered when he heard this, and before Mary and others could stop him, Mo Qilin immediately jumped up, carrying him to the center of the battlefield with a bang.
"Roar!"
Mo Qilin roared so loudly that it shook hundreds of miles, causing the Hai Clan army to commotion.
Mo Qilin was originally an earth-attributed spiritual beast. After being surrendered by Yang Ling, he acquired some thunder attributes. The five elements of earth overcome water, and thunder also has some restraint on water attributes, so the Sea Clan had this reaction.
"Ding, you have shattered the wishes of everyone in the Sea Clan not to see spirit beasts with attributes that can defeat each other. Since the number of people exceeds 10,000, the attribute points are +2."
"good!"
"Well done Xiaoling!"
An old Chinese man in the command center gave a light drink. It could be seen that he was very satisfied with Yang Ling, and there was even pride in his eyes.
Not only him, but also the top leaders from other countries also smiled. This appearance was so handsome that it directly affected the opponent's morale!
Yang Ling is wearing an Xianhong Guiyun robe, holding a mother-and-son dragon soul halberd, with a cloudless belt around his waist, and a black unicorn under his crotch.?Mighty and majestic in appearance, he looked like an ancient god of war.
He said coldly: "Yes, I burned Hailan City, and I also shocked your seventh elder to death with my palm!"
"What can you do to me?"
"I kill you!"
Hearing this, the fourth elder was furious. He slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and three huge turtles appeared on the battlefield. Their auras were violent, and after roaring, they rushed towards Yang Ling.
"Black-armored turtle?"
Yang Ling sneered and patted Mo Qilin on the head. The beast also roared up to the sky and rushed out!
"Roar!"
The next moment, four behemoths strangled together, and Mo Qilin smashed the shell of a black-armored turtle to pieces with one claw, showing his violent power.
But the Black-armored Turtle, as a powerful and ferocious beast in the sea, was equally powerful. They fought back one after another, flying water magic and biting wildly with their big mouths. The sky was dark and the earth was dark for a while.
However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that no matter their big mouths or water magic, they have little effect on Mo Qilin. On the contrary, Mo Qilin's sharp claws are extremely lethal. I am afraid that after an hour and a half, these three black-armored turtles will Will lose.
"snort."
In the distance, Huang Twelve snorted lightly, while Angela clenched her fists and watched everything nervously.
Seeing that Yang Ling had the advantage, the superiors in the command center became excited one by one. Such an intense scene could not be captured in a movie.
Some of the landing troops could not help but cheer.
Seeing this, the fourth elder was furious. He made seals repeatedly, and then with his fingertips, a shark phantom formed by his true energy swooped towards Yang Ling.
"A small trick."
Yang Ling snorted softly, and the halberd in his hand turned into thirty-six golden swords in the next moment, and stabbed it overwhelmingly. Hearing the sound of continuous explosions, the Qi Shark was directly strangled by the golden sword rain!
"Three consecutive cuts with the water knife!"
The fourth elder screamed in fright, and the long sword in his hand danced, and three sword lights slashed towards Yang Ling. Without Yang Ling saying anything, the golden luan fire phoenix roared towards him, smashing the sword light into pieces with a bang, and at the same time Two fire beams were sprayed out!
"Hoo!"
The beam of fire dragged its long tail towards the fourth elder, but this man was extremely strong in cultivation. When he chanted the spell again, a wall of water appeared in front of him, completely blocking the beam of fire.
There was a wave of unproof waves, and the golden sword rain of Zhenqi shark was strangled in the air, but it was around the back of the fourth elder! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com