The feather arrows fell on the great array, like snowflakes falling on snowdrifts, unremarkable and silent.

At the moment when the feather arrow collided with the big array, Xue Nianci suddenly opened her bloodshot eyes, pointed to the place where the feather arrow collided with the big array, and shouted, "Xiao Han, the array eye is there." ”

As soon as Xue Nianci's words fell, in the void where the collision occurred, a pink beast claw appeared out of thin air and smashed a fist on the extremely critical node of the large array.

Then the forbidden array in Zhao Renxin's mouth, which was arranged by the formation masters themselves, was like a blood sprinkled on a snowflake, and it was instantly split and became fragmented.

At the moment when the formation broke, the 100,000 tiger and wolf division behind Zhang Baigui was also under the command of Rong Xu Xuan, like wolves and sheep, rushed down from Gaogang and launched a massacre with a huge disparity in strength.

In the Great Zhou Kingdom, the strength of the army is supreme, which is incomparable to any family or sect, and even the masters of many family sects serve as powerful generals in the army.

Although the 100,000 troops under Rong Xu Xuan are not the regular army of the Great Zhou, they are really from the camp of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they are also trained by Li Mu, the general of the Great Zhou Town, and I am not much worse than the regular army of the Great Zhou in terms of combat power.

So, in the face of these people who Zhao Renxin and others deliberately sent to Dongluo to kill, they almost pushed all the way in a harvesting posture.

Zhang Baigui, dressed in a white robe and snow armor, rode a white horse and held a white spear, and took the lead and rushed all the way from the streets and alleys.

Zhang Baigui's white robe dancing in the cold wind is like the snow falling in the sky, chic and wanton, he runs in the flying snow, just like the flying snow, as natural as the flying snow, even if he is killing, the breath exuded from his body is as silent as the flying snow covering the earth, making people unable to resist and not wanting to resist.

The group of brave people who had not yet come out of the slaughter of the previous demon seemed to see another demon waving to themselves, even the shock brought by the 100,000 army pushing all the way over was not as great as the shock brought to them by the white clothes, they were full of horror and could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, I don't know who shouted, those drummed up Yu Yong finally all collapsed, and the people around Dongluo completely dispersed.

The blood is gone, the courage is gone, and the next slaughter of Rong Xuxuan will be more relaxed and casual, those who have been frightened in despair, the soldiers in the barracks are no longer worried, what he really wants to worry about is those family dead soldiers who are not afraid of death, but when the 100,000 army rushes over, this worry is not a worry.

In the interval between commanding the army to attack, Rong Xu Xuan couldn't help but look up at the young man who was killing people in the sea of corpses and blood, killing people's scalps numb.

The blood stains on his body could not hide his clean eyes.

This is the son of Chen Baxian, the god of war.

This is the man to whom he will be loyal in the future.

This is the "winter wind" in Zhang Baigui's mouth, and it is also the "spring breeze".

Rong Xu Xuan remembered that before the years of Jiazi, the crisscross in Mobei, with his own strength, repelled the extreme north

Chen Baxian of the Sixteen Kingdoms was in tears for a while.

The Han King, known as the Han Dynasty, was more or less invincible on the battlefield and the myth of invincibility is hard to match.

A myth is called a myth because it is a myth in its own right.

Myths are myths, whether in the rivers and lakes, in the battlefield, or in the temples, everyone who can be called a myth in the minds of others must have a reason to become a myth, and this will never change because the myth has appeared at the end of many years.

Rong Xu Xuan puffed up the loudest voice in his life and yelled to kill.

One person yelled, and ten thousand responded.

Listening to the deafening killing sound in his ears, Rong Xu Xuan suddenly felt refreshed, and the whole person seemed to have returned to three years ago, when he broke Loulan overnight, when Chen Bingyumen was closed, he was in high spirits at that time, he had no defeat at that time, and he was also called a myth by the twelve departments of Beimang at that time.

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Zhang Baigui turned over and dismounted, stopped in front of Dongluo, waved his big hand, pointed to the 100,000 army behind him and said: "See, 100,000 army, this is the family foundation I have saved for you in the extremely northern grassland in the past two years." ”

Dongluo smiled and didn't speak.

Some words are just put in the heart, as long as that person understands, whether they say it or not, it doesn't mean much.

Dongluo raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on his face, his eyes were tears that couldn't stop slipping, and there was an uncontrollable smile on his face, "Xiao Baigui, what a sassy bag you are wearing!"

Dongluo opened his hands and wanted to hug Zhang Baigui, just like when he first arrived in Luoyang City, he met this black-faced boy on the street, and gave him a hug, even if it was a touch.

It's just that as soon as he took one foot, he saw that he was covered in blood, and then looked at Zhang Baigui's white snow armor, smiled bitterly and then put down his hand.

Zhang Baigui, who was running towards him, seemed to notice his strangeness, and after being stunned for a moment, he ran towards him at a faster speed, and then hugged him and said with a crying voice: "Brother, it's good to be alive." ”

Dongluo hugged Zhang Baigui tighter, tears fell down big and big, and nodded suddenly, it's really good to be alive.

He suddenly regretted that when Zhou Tianzi asked him how it felt to be alive when he left the Dragon Gate Secret Realm, he finally answered.

How can it be bad to be alive, how can it be better to be alive than dead.

In the days of suffering, what supports a person's life is never the irresistible suffering in life, but the little joy that accumulates over time.

It's just a little bit of joy, a little luck, giving people the most incredible strength in a difficult day.

For example, when brothers get together now, they have won countless in the world.

Dongluo and Zhang Baigui hugged each other tightly, which was the reluctance in their hearts after experiencing the most real death.

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Zhao Renxin looked at the one-sided massacre in Lingdu, his face was a little ugly, but it was no more, if it was a county guard, he would be angry and chaotic because of such a trivial matter, then in this cultivation realm where eating people and not spitting out bones, kill people

Seeing the bloody officialdom, he has long been unable to know how many times he has died.

Besides, they can't afford to lose now!? Lingdu These people were originally killed by Dongluo, and they can kill until the sky is angry, and it is best to be riddled with bad luck, and it doesn't matter if they can't be killed, because these people are not their backers in the first place, nor are they their pioneers.

The only value of these fish and shrimp struggling to survive in the rivers and lakes is to let the God who regards all living beings in the world as equal, and the ubiquitous God condemn him for slaughtering innocent beings, so as to punish him, and then send down heavenly punishment, other than that, there is no other use.

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, but how can the people under the mountain know the troubles of the people on the mountain.

The people on the mountain seem to be at ease, but in fact, they are restrained by heaven and earth everywhere, and they dare not mess around at will, otherwise with the way of the people on the mountain, a big war will come down, and the light will move the mountains and reclaim the sea, and the land will sink at the heavy, how can the people who have no ability to resist stand it, how can the defenseless mortals stand it, maybe they are still happily walking on the road one moment, and they will die on the spot the next moment.

Therefore, there is an iron law between heaven and earth, and those who violate it will be punished by heaven.

Misfortune and blessing rely on, and blessing and misfortune lurk.

A person like Dongluo, who bears the great cause and effect of heaven and earth, although he is abandoned by heaven and earth, will not live long. But it's not without reliance, except for the pure martial arts who are not afraid of cause and effect, they are simply the nemesis of all cultivators in the world, if they are touched a little, this cause and effect will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, lingering, the heavy life and death will disappear, and the light will fall into the realm.

Therefore, before Jia Yiyi and the others decided to kill Dongluo, they made so many preparations, just to protect themselves and not get involved in the monstrous cause and effect on him. will let so many people die in vain, just to make the sky angry and punish heaven, and then they will obey the will of heaven and kill Dongluo.

In fact, they did succeed, and the red cloud above Dongluo's head was the heavenly punishment, and the cultivators called it the heart calamity.

If you can't get rid of your heart, you won't succeed.

Of course, this does not mean that every cultivator cannot kill people, or that after each cultivator kills so many people, it will attract heavenly punishment like winter falling.

It's that cultivators can't kill people at will, at least people like Dongluo, who are burdened with great karma can't kill people at will.

Even if you want to kill, you can't kill people like Dongluo who are responsible for the great cause and effect of heaven and earth, or the great luck of heaven and earth, because both of them are people who are focused on by heaven and earth.

People who have the great luck of heaven and earth do everything smoothly, like divine help, such as going out to pick up treasures. People who bear the great cause and effect of heaven and earth do not do things well and are subject to restrictions everywhere, such as killing a few people at will.

Otherwise, if a cultivator finally climbs the mountain and is at ease, only to find that he is still in a cage, and he can't even kill a few people as he wants, then what is the use of hard work.

People are doing it, the sky is watching, everyone has a scale in their hearts, as long as it is not too much, this scale is flat.

Everything in the heavens and the earth, every thing, has a cause and effect. If you are not afraid of cause and effect, let alone kill a person, even if you slaughter a city, it doesn't matter if you slaughter a country.

But there are very few such people in heaven and earth, at least Zhao Renxin is not, Zhao Hanyan is not a few people, and neither is the current winter fall.

Zhao Renxin set his eyes on Zhang Baigui and Dongluo, and applauded: "It's really a touching brother meeting!

Dongluo wiped the tears on his face, patted Zhang Baigui's back and said, "Wait until I go and kill a few people first, and then I'll come back to you after killing." ”

Zhang Baigui glanced up at the blood cloud above him, and said with some concern, "Okay?"

Dongluo smiled: "It's not bad for these few." ”

Zhang Baigui looked at Xue Nianci and said, "Are you okay?"

Xue Nianci, whose face was a little pale, smiled: "What do you think!"

Zhang Baigui waved the white spear in his hand and pointed at the two Zhao Renxin brothers, "Since this is the case, then pick one side each! Zhao Renxin will hand over the two little rabbit cubs to me." ”

Dongluo smiled: "Then Fan Jian is mine." ”

Xue Nianci turned her gaze to Lin Ran and only said, "He will definitely die today." ”

The second black and the third black looked at Wang Xifeng very consciously.

Wang Xifeng looked at the two children who wanted to kill her a little ridiculously, and felt a little funny, a little cat is just a little cat, what kind of storm can it set off. A little black hairball... Well... What's going on?

When Sanhei's gaze fell on her, a wail sounded in the depths of her soul for no reason, and the whole person almost knelt down uncontrollably.

It was the breath of the superior, from the suppression of the bloodline.

And she's at a disadvantage.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Extinction" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~