Chapter 888 - Great Shame and Humiliation

The soul cannon's attack also gradually thinned out.

The original frequent attacks benefited from the energy stored in front of the soul cannon in the battleship. Now the stored soul energy is gradually consumed, and it will take time to recharge.

In the National War Hall, Lin Qian flipped his hands, constantly manipulating the screen in front of him, changing tactics.

The first round of soul cannon bombardment had already ended, fully depleting a part of the Nether clan's combat strength, and the remaining people on the other side were only 25% left. It would not be too difficult to deal with such a number of people.

Among the battleships, there were still some soul cannons under Lin Qian's deliberate control and did not attack.

The purpose is to stay in the present, and when the imperial army attacks, cover the fighting of the imperial army, so as to make it easier for them.

"kill!"

Accompanied by the roar of the charge, the Imperial Army and the students of the Huaxia Alliance on the battleship have already rushed out.

It's just that the students of the Huaxia Alliance are a little different. They all took a special elixir before making a move.

The anti-drug elixir is refined by the Department of Medical Sciences by combining the world's alchemy techniques and pharmaceutical technology.

The Nether tribe is good at toxins, which affect their opponents when fighting, how could Lin Qian be unprepared.

The head-on fight began, and the spear and the halberd went first, making it impossible for the opponent's already scattered formation to converge. Meng Shield also held up a huge shield, rampaging, extremely ruthless.

The entry of the soft sword and the trembling sword is simply controlled by the rhythm of the battlefield, and the initiative has been grasped in the hand in an instant.

The bloody battle and the furious battle are the two great executioners, they fight mercilessly, the lethality is astonishing, and the level of ferocity makes even the Nether tribe tremble with fear.

Under the protection of Pan Shield, Qingyu and Qiangyu cooperate with the soul cannon to form an intertwined deadly grid, and no one can escape.

The students of the Huaxia Alliance took the lead and demonstrated their own powerful cultivation and combat power. They also killed the Quartet. Cooperating with the Imperial Army, no one can beat them.

If someone pays attention, they will find that both the students of the Huaxia Alliance and the soldiers of the Imperial Army have metal detection plates on their bodies, detecting their battle data for Lin Qian's reference.

"Warrior Kuang, retreat thousands of miles with the imperial army around you, and cooperate with Liu Shimin to attack the Nether tribe in that area.

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Kuang Zhankuang and Liu Shimin did as they did, and strangely surrounded the Nether tribe who wanted to attack the former, and wiped them out instantly.

"Shengda, storm the front and attack directly."

Shengda did as he did, and instantly realized that after he attacked, the people from the Nether tribe just rushed over from one direction and directly ran into his attack, as if they were throwing themselves into a trap.

Lin Qian kept giving orders, and the situation of the battle changed rapidly, and the members of the Nether clan were all eaten away one after another.

You Wuying sits in the center, but finds that no matter how he temporarily changes his formation, he will always be led by the nose, as if there is an invisible big hand in the dark, manipulating everything.

Knowing that You Wuying couldn't procrastinate any longer, he took out a horcrux with spatial fluctuations in it, and prepared to send a message.

But at this moment, a golden stick figure suddenly flung over, instantly smashing the Horcrux in his hand to pieces.

"Who is it?" You Wuying turned his head suddenly, and looked in the direction where Stick Shadow was rushing, frightened and angry.

This horcrux, but an important thing in his family, was destroyed by someone.

When he turned his head, he saw a figure in a golden armor, with a golden hoop and a long stick on his shoulders, grinning at him: "Grandpa is here, why don't you kowtow and kneel?"

"Speak wild words, I will kill you!" You Wuying was furious, with green smoke lingering all over his body, turning into a nine-headed snake, spitting out a letter.

Sun Wukong sneered and looked at You Wuying: "Monster, you dare to call me Lao Tzu in front of my grandson, you really have the guts to give me a blow from my grandson!"

With a leap, Sun Wukong waved the golden cudgel, the coercion shook the heavens and the earth, instantly deterring the entire battlefield in the void outside the territory.

The golden cudgel turned into a phantom that straddled the galaxy, destroying the sky and destroying the earth. When the stick was lowered, the shadow was smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye, leaving no bones left.

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of Nether people in the surrounding area were directly shaken to death. The strange thing is that the students of the Imperial Army and the Huaxia Alliance were safe and sound.

One stick out, shocking the earth and weeping ghosts and gods!

However, Sun Wukong's puppet body also crashed and turned into dust.

In the fantasy star, the roar of Zhuge Ming himself shook the world.

"Sun Wukong, another puppet body is gone. I really believed in your evil, why did I agree to you to shoot, ah..." Zhuge Ming, who was almost collapsed and crazy, couldn't help roaring, and the real figure of Monkey King had already died. Go back to Huaguo Mountain.

Annoyed, Sun Wukong couldn't help scratching his head: "This is too bad, the prime minister is so angry, I'm afraid I won't let my old grandson take action next time, what should I do..."

In the National War Hall, Lin Qian was also heartbroken. In order to reduce losses, he let Monkey King use his puppet body to attack.

The battle situation became easier in an instant, and Sun Wukong also smashed the vanguard captain with a stick, so that his eighteen generations of ancestors couldn't even recognize him.

Broken to pieces, can you recognize it?

But a puppet body was destroyed just like that. Such a price made Lin Qian's heart ache!

The leader of the Nether tribe's vanguard was killed, and things went smoothly in the future. Under Lin Qian's national war mode, he was supreme and controlled the overall situation.

When You Wuying was in control of the battle, he was always suppressed by Lin Qian like a grandson. He was dead. How could the Nether tribe be the opponents of the Huaxia Empire.

The scene instantly turned into a unilateral massacre, a rehearsal for the Huaxia Empire to face the Nether Race.

Even at the back, the imperial army surrounded the Nether people in a certain area, and the students of the Huaxia Alliance joined forces to fight one by one, testing their own skills and soul skills, and practicing their tacit cooperation with each other.

Among the Nether tribe, many even committed suicide on the spot, unable to bear this kind of humiliation at all.

In the past, they, the Nether Clan, spread across the heavens and all realms, causing the forces of hundreds of clans and all realms to be extremely miserable, and dominated the world.

Even if it is a mere vanguard, one party's overlord must be cautious and attack with all his strength. How could it ever be reduced to the enemy's plaything and training partner like this.

The talent of one's own clan has no effect at all on this group of people.

In the past, when they fought against the enemy with their clan, the more they fought, the weaker they became, and the more they fought, the stronger they became.

As a result, the other party has been fighting with me for so long, and there is nothing wrong with it, and they are alive and well, but they are getting stronger and stronger.

When the racial talent was useless, the Nether clan realized that their own clan was nothing special.

And this group of Nether tribe looked at Kuang Zhankuang with incomparable resentment, just because of his words.

"If you want to fight, fight well. What's the point of farting green while beating?"

The Nether tribe was so angry at Kuang Zhankuang's words that they were about to cry. They used their talents to prevent viruses, but people thought they were farting!

What a shame!