Chapter 4289

In Han Jun's vision, a 65,555-man Devil Army appeared.

There seemed to be only 65,555-man Devil Army.

The leader of the group was an Eight-Star Holy Spirit, and his position was the Deputy Commander. He looked at the area that was protected by the Supreme Force from afar and was slightly stunned. Then, he smiled and said, "Everyone else has run away, but you guys didn't.

I heard that your Saint Venerable is called Han Jun. Do you dare to come out and fight with me? "

In the Sovereign Region, Han Jun frowned slightly. He knew that there was something strange about the Devil Army. The leader carried a special Devil Army treasure. It didn't look like a Supreme Weapon, but it was extraordinarily powerful. Usually, it could defeat a Saint Venerable.

It could also easily break the Sovereign Region protected by Supreme Power.

Now, Han Jun heard the provocation of an Eight-Star Saint Spirit. He wondered if the other party had brought such a thing.

Han Jun naturally wouldn't accept the challenge of an Eight-Star Saint Spirit. He said directly, "Let the first team go out and find out."

There were two Nine-star Saint Spirits behind him. When they heard Han Jun's words, one of them nodded and disappeared.

Then, a team of 655 people appeared. They were all wearing the same armor. It was obvious that they were a well-trained team.

The leader was a Nine-Star Saint Spirit. He looked at the Devil Army in front of him and shouted, "Tell me your name, and I'll spare your life!"

The Eight-star Vice Commander of the Demon Clan rubbed his chin. "Shouldn't I be the one to say that? Have you eaten a bear's heart or a leopard's guts?

How dare you speak to your Lord Devil with such an attitude? "

The two of them didn't like each other, so they didn't tell each other their names. The battle began just like that.

The Devil Army also sent out a team of 655 people. It was the Devil Snake Guard.

The battle didn't seem big, but it showed the real strength of the two forces.

This team was Han Jun's private army. Of course, their equipment was excellent.

Moreover, there were Formation Masters and two Saint Talisman Masters in the team.

This was an elite team.

However, they didn't have the upper hand against the Devil Army.

Looking at the battle outside the Sovereign Region, Han Jun shook his head and said, "Get the others ready to attack with all their might."

"My Lord, we're not at a disadvantage now. Why don't we wait a little longer?" The Nine-Star Saint Spirit who just returned said.

Han Jun said, "This is only temporary. Our people are still no match for them. The individual combat strength of these demons is already comparable to the core disciples of the Sacred Race.

In a situation where the number of people and cultivation levels are similar, only they can resist these existences. "

Speaking of those Saint Sovereigns, a hint of disdain appeared on the Nine-Star Saint Spirit's face. "So what if those guys have battle power?

They occupied the best resources. Every time a ruin appeared, they would suppress others. They claimed that they were a great force.

But now?

All of them were scared out of their wits, hiding in their nests and not coming out. Why didn't they say that they were a big force now?

Why don't you come over and use your battle prowess to suppress others? "

In the past, they had respected the major powers very much. However, as the war had broken out and the major powers had endured silently, they had been disappointed.

Therefore, he didn't think highly of them and didn't count on them either!

Wouldn't he die in battle in the end?

At the very least, we've fought against the devils, killed them, and tried to save the Spirit Realm.

Han Jun obviously didn't want to talk about those Sacred Race forces. He waved his hand and said helplessly, "Go. Let everyone fight. If we want to win, we can only rely on the advantage of numbers.

Also, let all of our people fight. Don't hold back. Victory or defeat will depend on this battle. "

This was the first battle, but it had helplessly become the final battle. Han Jun didn't expect this, but the enemies in front of him were all comparable to the core disciples of the Sacred Race. How could they fight this battle?

"Yes!"

The Saint Sovereign's words were the most important order. The two had to obey.

After a while, a gap appeared outside the Sovereign Domain. Everyone rushed out.

There were hundreds of thousands of experts, like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Hundreds of thousands of experts against ten thousand devils. This was a one-sided battle no matter how one looked at it. Unfortunately, the gap between the two sides was too big. It was the same in terms of cultivation level.

For the devils, this was a slaughter that came to their doorstep.

Each of them used a powerful technique. Demonic aura surged around them, and their killing intent was boundless.

Their lives were harvested like ripe straws.

"Haha, haha!"

The Eight-Star Saint Spirit, who had previously provoked the Saint Sovereign, couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

This time, he only brought ten thousand people. As long as he could defeat the hundreds of thousands of Spirit Tribe soldiers, it would be a great merit. Once he conquered this Sovereign Domain, the merit he would obtain would be enough for him to advance to Nine-Star and become a commander.

He came to the Spiritual Realm because of his connections. He came here for the merit.

There were too many vice commanders in the Demonic Snake Guard. If he didn't have any connections, why would he be the first to enter the Spiritual Realm?

Mo Si laughed. "I admire your courage. You guys are courting death. Don't run away, okay?"

As he spoke, Mo Si shot out a light of power. In an instant, a large number of Spirit Tribe soldiers died.

"Awesome, this is awesome!

In our world, the Spirit Tribe soldiers are like rats. It's very difficult to find one. Here, a large number of them died. "

He attacked again, and another group of Spirit Tribe soldiers died.

After attacking five times in a row and clearing five places, the Spirit Tribe soldiers were finally afraid and began to retreat.

One person retreated, and the entire army began to retreat.

The army collapsed.

Even Han Jun's army was affected and was pushed back by the crowd.

"Don't retreat!

Don't retreat! "

The Nine-Star Saint Spirit shouted, but it was useless. The hundreds of thousands of soldiers didn't listen to him.

In the Sovereign Domain, Han Jun shook his head. He knew that the situation was hopeless.

It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but that he was powerless.

Mo Si laughed and said, "Boys, let's start the harvest."

This was the result he wanted. If he didn't destroy the morale of these guys, hundreds of thousands of people would exhaust his people to death.

But now, without morale, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They were no longer a threat to his people.

There were merits, and fewer people died.

Mo Si seemed to have seen the Sovereign Domain fall. As for the Saint Venerate in charge, he would run away with his tail between his legs like the other Saint Venerates.

Even if he was just a vanguard.

In the Demon Race, Saint Venerates were high and unapproachable. But in the Spiritual Realm, he really didn't care about the Saint Venerates here.

Just as Mo Si was fantasizing about becoming a commander, a voice suddenly sounded, "Everyone, retreat immediately. Our people will take over!"