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Qin Hao glanced at the battlefield briefly and found that the soldiers were already tired. Although they had enough achievements to excite them, and even death was forcing them, they would inevitably get tired if they continued to kill like this. At this moment, Wang Huangcheng There are at least 500 million soldiers still alive here. Relatively speaking, they are only occupied by fear, but their combat power is intact.
They don't know when their heads will fall to the ground. Such killings are unfair to them, but the battlefield of chaos is inherently unfair, and the original chaos is inherently unfair. There are always people who are tyrannical from birth, and there are always people who can only become cannon fodder. Since Shinra and After the emergence of Mo Luo, the source god and the source demon are mortal enemies. Unless they advance to the level of gods and demons, they will never be able to escape their fate.
The screams were shocking, and the smell of blood rose into the sky, even dyeing the white demonic energy in the sky red. Qin Hao frowned, and his expression was very bad. If he didn't kill all these people within the scheduled time, even if With only tens of millions left, there is no doubt that his people will also be exterminated.
These are the seeds of his future hegemony. How could Qin Hao let them die like this? But worrying is of no use. Qin Hao is like a parent, afraid that his children will not get experience, and also afraid that they will die because of experience. In the end, Qin Hao gritted his teeth and stopped caring about other things, concentrating on controlling the pagoda. That was what he needed to do now.
Since he had made up his mind from the beginning, all he had to do now was to do what he had to do. As for the rest, he could only rely on luck. If the luck was bad, then Qin Hao would have wasted all his previous efforts at most. He really couldn't hold on anymore. , at most, you can take people to hide in the Qianyuan world, it¡¯s no big deal.
Laoyoutiao had excitement on his face. He never thought that one day he would command so many beings in chaos and kill another group of beings who were usually aloof. This kind of massacre gave him an invisible pleasure, because his achievements continued. In accumulation, his military rank is commander, and he will naturally get commander merit points.
But he also felt that the speed of his men began to slow down. This fatigue made their efficiency slower and slower. When an hour and a half passed, Wang Huangcheng had 100 million soldiers left, but At this time, even the most elite Longting guards began to feel tired.
Laoyoutiao looked at Qin Hao and found that his soul and body seemed to have begun to change. The one who was under the greatest pressure was Qin Hao. The only situation that was beneficial to them now was that most of the elites and military ranks in Wanghuang City were at this time. Almost all the people in the body were beheaded, which was the credit of Long Tingwei.
"The bottom line is 10 million. In the remaining half of the time, only 10 million must be wiped out before we have a chance to win. What the hell happened to Yin Mo? Why are those two royal generals not dead yet? "Laoyoutiao was calculating everything in his mind. Only then did he know how much pressure Qin Hao was under.
To control the overall situation, especially during the decisive battle between gods and demons, if it were him, perhaps the death camp of the Moluo Army would have collapsed long ago. It was a trillion-level attack, and the people he is commanding now It was only two million, which was nothing compared to Qin Hao, but he felt the pressure, the pressure that he might fail. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com