Qin Dynasty: I am the First Emperor, starting with the Moon Goddess.

"Could it be another weapon from the Qin Dynasty?!"

The warriors' faces were pale, and a sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers.

In the surging tide of spiritual energy.

Ying Zheng's image was like a giant reaching the heavens, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

The majestic dragon eyes surveyed the battlefield.

Upon seeing this, the Qin soldiers stopped their killing spree, their faces already stained with blood, and roared at Ying Zheng with fanaticism.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!!"

"May Your Majesty be victorious!"

The roars of the soldiers echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

For a moment, the allied soldiers were also stunned.

The King of Qin?!

The legendary King Qin, a banished immortal reborn?!

They gazed at the majestic image of the emperor in the sky.

My heart trembled for a moment.

"The King of Qin is truly an immortal!!"

"This is magic!!"

"What a terrifying aura! Is this the King of Qin?!"

"How could a mortal possibly kill a god!"

This wondrous appearance completely shattered the allied forces' psychological defenses.

Even Li Mu, who was the head coach, was affected.

He was equally shocked and speechless, staring blankly at the sky where the Dharma image blotted out the sun.

"King Qin, is this all the power you have...?"

It has already surpassed the limits of this world.

As powerful as a god.

A sense of despair welled up in Li Mu's heart.

How can we defeat someone as powerful as the King of Qin?

At this moment, countless young men who had rushed to the border to fight for their lives saw the image of the King of Qin descend.

They immediately knelt down in surprise and delight.

"The King has arrived!!"

"With His Majesty personally descending upon the battlefield, we're sure to win!!"

"Wan Sheng!!"

"Haha, with Your Majesty here, our Great Qin is invincible!!"

"The Qin Dynasty will surely prevail!!"

Cheers, like a tsunami, echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

The terrified allied forces were even more desperate when they saw that Qin was sending countless reinforcements.

Qin songs from all sides.

The allied forces have completely lost their will to fight.

Ying Zheng, like a god, indifferently watched the battlefield.

The next moment, a palm, large enough to blot out the sky and shining with golden light, appeared.

With an aura of world destruction, it pressed down on the battlefield.

"I am the King of Qin!"

"Surrender."

"Or die!"

An incredibly terrifying pressure.

This caused the Allied soldiers to break down and involuntarily kneel down.

"I surrender!"

"King Qin, please don't kill me!!"

"I don't want to die, sob sob..."

As one soldier after another knelt down 440 times.

The entire battlefield lay flat on the ground, like a wheat field blown down by a strong wind.

Some martial artists defiantly shouted insults.

They channeled their immense inner strength and roared towards the sky.

Then, to the horror of the Allied soldiers, he turned to ashes inch by inch, without even having time to scream.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers could no longer muster the will to resist.

The martial artists were equally shaken.

After seeing many of his companions turn to ashes, he became utterly terrified.

Like ordinary soldiers.

He knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to even lift his head.

"King Qin, spare my life!!"

"I'll stop fighting, King Qin, spare my life!"

boom!

As the giant golden hand descended, a world-destroying dragon roar resounded in everyone's hearts.

All those who resisted were reduced to ashes.

"Survived?"

"I thank the King of Qin!!"

"Haha, I survived!!"

"Thank you, King Qin!"

The soldiers, having survived the ordeal, were both crying and laughing, utterly disheveled.

Seeing this, the High Priestess wiped the blood off her sword, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

"It's so boring."

She hadn't even warmed up properly before the allied forces were defeated so thoroughly.

The next moment, her Dharma form vanished into the air.

at the same time.

The army that followed Wei Qianqian in her rebellion was sweating profusely, but filled with relief.

Looking at the countless dead and wounded soldiers from various countries, I couldn't help but shudder.

"The King of Qin is too powerful!"

"Land God!"

"Thank goodness we made the wise choice!"

"May the King be victorious!!"

"Haha, from now on I'm a Qin citizen too!"

"The Great King is invincible!!"

Looking at Ying Zheng's majestic image, the soldiers roared from the bottom of their hearts.

Wei Qianqian's eyes were glazed over, and her small hand gripping the spirit sword clenched tightly in nervousness.

I've finally seen the King again.

Upon seeing the hundreds of thousands of surrendering soldiers, Li Mu felt a wave of dizziness and nearly collapsed to the ground.

"The King of Qin is invincible..."

He felt a deep sadness.

The most elite armies of six kingdoms, along with a legion of warriors, were defeated so easily?

It was gone in the blink of an eye.