Boom! Boom! Boom!
After the Word Purgatory, the Xiwa Evil Ghost Legion surged forth once more. Wherever thick smoke swept through, hundreds of millions of ferocious evil ghosts were born. Fearless of death and brimming with battle intent, they blanketed the sky and spanned heaven and earth, forming a double layer of protection alongside the Word Purgatory formation!
"Why are there more of them?" Feng Linxue asked blankly.
"He hid his strength before." Moon Lord's body trembled, even more shocked.
"This... there are almost two billion now, twice as many as before!" Meng Yao said dazedly.
Just imagining one person commanding an army of two billion evil ghosts was terrifying.
"Are you still reflecting on yourself now?" Feng Linxue asked with a smile.
"No, no more reflection." Meng Yao smiled awkwardly.
"He truly is earth-shatteringly extraordinary, but judging from the current situation, the Eightfold Gods are simply too numerous! We may not be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive," Moon Lord said.
"Why are you saying so much discouraging nonsense? Those Imperial Marshals hate us to the bone now. There's no way back—we'll stake everything to fight for a path to survival!" Feng Linxue said coldly.
"I'm merely stating the gap! Besides, even without you telling me, I know we have to fight!"
Moon Lord shot her a glance. A pair of dazzling moon-white Origin Wings suddenly sprouted from his back, making him seem like a messenger of heaven. He went straight to Li Tianming's side, showing his stance!
"Prepare for battle!" Seeing this, the black-and-white-robed Hierarch loudly declared. Behind him, a ninety-million-strong Illusory God formation appeared, forming a colorful disc that braced the rear!
Though this colorful disc was not as large as the Illusory God formation of the Huan Tian God Clan, it was still breathtaking!
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