Boom!
A thunderous roar rang out. The sky seemed stained with blood as a gigantic planet radiating cold, pure killing intent slowly descended from above, carrying an immense pressure that seemed to suppress the entire world.
Countless people stared at the enormous blood-red planet, their faces filled with shock.
Bai Qi's expression was icy. He raised his sword in one hand as strands of blood-red killing aura rose from his body, and he gave a low cry, "Seven Killings!"
Boom!
The Seven Killings Star in the sky erupted with an incomparably immense power of seven killings, its terrifying aura spreading out in an instant.
Every Great Qin Soldier felt a power of slaughter pour into their bodies. Their eyes turned blood-red, strands of killing aura rose from them, and their strength increased as well.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Countless Great Qin Soldiers roared at the top of their lungs and charged madly toward the Demon Horn soldiers with savage momentum, like bloodthirsty and brutal demons.
"Ahhh..."
Miserable screams rang out without end. Countless sprays of blood flew through the air as Demon Horn soldiers died tragically beneath the weapons of the Great Qin Soldiers, utterly unable to withstand them.
The Demon Horn soldiers, who had originally known no fear, now grew terrified at the sight of such horrifying Great Qin Soldiers. Moreover, their king, Yao Ming, had been defeated by Zhao Fu, further crushing their morale.
Then, the demon dragon that represented the Demon Horn Empire was slain. The Demon Horn Empire's fate rapidly drained away, and countless Demon Horn soldiers felt their strength weakening, leaving them even less capable of resisting Great Qin.
The Demon Horn Empire could now be said to have already lost. In every aspect, they could no longer hold back Great Qin and were being