"Ahh

Mu Tianzi's throat let out a beast-like roar, his black hair was flying, and a pair of eyes were bloody and tearful, leaving only a piece of red.

Mu Tianzi slowly stood up, he walked to the bronze frame with difficulty, grabbed the reins of the war horse with his left hand, and bowed forward slightly: "Since you have chosen to come here, Ji will not say more, Ji will use your strength to protect the world, you are Ji's power, and Ji will be your sword." ”

"Shhhh

The fiery red war horse looked up to the sky and neighed, it has a male host, a female hostess, and its own wife and children, so it understands how strong the mood of protection will be.

"Shhhh

The seven horses of various colors also neighed, and tears fell from their eyes full of aura.

"Ji Man, I vow not to let you wait to go to the world today!" Mu Tianzi roared, and the eight horses roared, dragging the bronze chariot, stepping through the void, making a rumbling sound, turning into a streamer, and rushing forward.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the Yanshi smiled according to Xiao: "Brother Father, why don't you come to the song "Breaking the Formation" to strengthen the momentum for Mu Tianzi?"

The father nodded, the drumstick paused slightly, and then the drumstick flipped in his hand, and it fell heavily on the war drum with a "bang".

Yanshi pressed the hole flute in his hand, snapped his fingers with his left hand, and then brought the hole flute to his lips, and then his ten fingers moved slightly, and a whimper sounded.

One by one, the twisted and deformed, tattered armor people quickly retreated backwards, retreating to the sword screen opened by the Zhenyue Sword, and then their hands and feet shrank suddenly, and the width of their bodies was twisted and deformed while stretching horizontally into arcs, turning into a huge shield, covering the three of Sheng Ji from all directions.

"Boom ——!"

The successive attacks frantically landed on the shields formed by those armorers, causing cracks to appear on the copper shields.

This did not surprise Yan Shi, although the armor he created was very strong, but after all, it was just a armor person, with its insurmountable limit, and it was impossible to support it indefinitely.

However, it is enough for these armor people to support it for so long, and "Breaking the Formation" has gradually entered a surging climax under the discordant chorus of the Dong Xiao war drums.

As the sun sets, on a battlefield full of corpses, flags are broken, chariots are overturned, and a broken army is besieged in the heart.

The warriors are waiting, and the horses are waiting.

What they awaited was the order to attack and die, even if they were only a remnant.

Their bodies can be destroyed, but their will will never be destroyed, and their fighting spirit will continue to spread along the river of time.

The drums gradually began to roar and shook the sky.

The first drum beat was dull, heralding a mortal end.

The first drum beat echoed through the empty plains, sending in all directions.

That conveys the homesickness of the soldiers.

The first drum beat was long before it stopped, and finally the second drum beat sounded.

The second beat was still dull, but it fell more crisply, so there was a bit of decisiveness in the drumming.

That's determination.

The determination to die, even if you know that moving forward is death, but you are also indomitable and fearless.

One after the other, one fell faster than the other, more urgently, more powerfully, more crisply, and more decisively.

After a dull thunderstorm, the battlefield finally ushered in the rainstorm it was looking forward to, one had just sounded, and the next one was already coming.

The drums of war overlapped and intertwined, and it was completely impossible to distinguish which one was in front and which one was behind, only the rapid and heavy drum beat made people's blood gradually open, all the blood was ignited for it, all boiled for it, except for the war intent that occupied the soul, there was no other desire!

The warriors clenched their broken swords, the horses tensed their muscles, and their commander had already taken the lead in the enemy's ranks.

The eight horses galloped, every muscle contracted and expanded at a high speed, and every drop of blood in the body was surging like a tidal wave. They have never galloped to such unimaginable speeds.

They also want to be faster, to gallop, to gallop, to keep galloping forward, to turn into light, into shadow, into time that cannot be chased, that is their desire.

Mu Tianzi roared angrily, roaring, the golden light on the Kunwu sword in his hand seemed to be a harbinger of death, with the gallop of the eight horses, dragging a magnificent arc in the air, and the phantom remnants intertwined with gorgeous light and shadow.

The warriors saw their commander, took up the broken banner, shouted, rushed to the enemy, and followed their commander closely.

They are completely unafraid of the enemy's strength, only the will to fight, the surging will of war, which makes them turn into war ghosts, and after countless years, they are still closely following their commander.

It's like countless times in the past, no matter what kind of predicament, no matter what kind of death, they have to continue to fight.

Even if you fight until your body is broken, you won't stop even if you fight until the Genshin dies!

Their battle will never stop!

They never fought for someone's ambitions, they followed this man they longed for and admired, running between heaven and earth, fighting to protect their homeland!

Die in battle, die as you deserve!

The war ghost roared, Kungo roared.

Blood and tears also fell from the Father's eyes.

This war drum once inspired the six armies to move forward, but now it seals the war spirit of the six armies of the Son of Heaven.

Those were all soldiers who had followed Mu Tianzi in battle.

At that time, the conflict between all walks of life and ethnic groups was still fierce, and Mu Tianzi led them to fight in various parts of the world to protect their homeland from disaster.

Mu Tianzi disappeared after visiting Kunlun.

The six armies of the Son of Heaven chose to turn themselves into a wisp of eternal war intent and seal it into this war spirit drum.

They believed that Mu Tianzi must have done something for the world, so they had to wait for Mu Tianzi to come back, wait for their boss to come back, and wait for the call of the boss.

When the drums of war sounded again, it was time for them to put on their armor again.

"Shhhh

The horses neighed, and eight different-colored war horse phantoms came out of the war soul drum, their manes swaying like waves, and one by one the war horses neighed towards Mu Tianzi.

They are the eight horses of Mu Tianzi, and they are the partners who have accompanied Mu Tianzi in countless battlefields.

Before Mu Tianzi disappeared, they were released into the mountains and wilderness, and they also turned into war spirits, waiting for Mu Tianzi's return, waiting for the call of their master.

They have finally made it to this day.

They galloped, the phantoms overlapping with their successors, and all they had was transferred to the consciousness of the new Eight Horses.

"Shhhh

The roars of the Eight Horses grew more angry and full of power, and they finally knew what kind of man the man behind them was.

Yanshi looked at the surging war ghost behind Mu Tianzi, although the hole flute in his hand did not stop for a moment, his expression also showed extreme shock.

He never thought that Mu Tianzi would be so popular that he would make the soldiers of the Sixth Army turn into war spirit after his death and wait for his return.

Oh, what an interesting man, not necessarily a good husband, but a good king.

It's so jealous to think about.

Yanshi smiled, holding the hole flute lightly in his hand, the sound of the flute matched with the drum beat, but it was a sad and painful sound.

The sound of the cave flute whimpered, and the sound entered the ears of the emperor.

is the same melody of "Breaking the Formation", but what is outlined by the sound of the dong flute is a tragic scene.

After the army, the corpses were strewn all over the field, and the remnants of the defeated army were wailing and suffering, wanting to die but not being able to.

What they heard was not "Breaking the Formation", but being broken.

The sound of the flute disturbed all the emperors, although it was slight, but Mu Tianzi, who was inspired by the war spirit drum, needed this slight disturbance.

The war ghost roared, and the Kunwu sword slashed out a ray of light, flooding with pieces of blood.

The war horse neighed, the broken silk was broken, and Mu Tianzi's chest was pierced.

Mu Tianzi had no intention of retreating, all he could think about at the moment was to fight.

As long as he can force many emperors to distract himself at this moment, Sheng Ji will be able to stay for a while.

Anyway, his remnants are useless, and he will have to delay for a few minutes to die!

"Boom ——!"

The earth roared, and the nearby night sky became more and more bright, and colorful lights shone on the night sky, which was unusually gorgeous.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderous roar, resounding through the nine skies, and Mu Tianzi's seven orifices were bleeding faster and faster, and blood began to ooze out of his body.

Not only Mu Tianzi, but every emperor was also like this, they began to become terrified, extremely frightened, they knew that the danger was getting closer and closer!

That power...... It's almost there, and it's too late to escape!

The Emperor, who could not stand in the front position, was the first to fall into a panic, they could not wait any longer, if they waited any longer, they would be the first to die, even if they broke through the stubborn defense and defense of those people, they could not see hope.

They began to squeeze forward, wanting to get closer to the passage.

However, space is limited after all, and who is willing to give up their dominant position to others in the face of knowing that power is about to come?

If no one wants to, then naturally it is a conflict and a struggle.

The sudden chaos between the emperors made Sheng Ji's pressure suddenly relaxed.

Sheng Ji's delicate body was constantly trembling, and the armor of the Yanshi had already been completely broken, and it was all up to her to manipulate the five swords of Zhenyue to resist the attack.

Even if the Yanshi may occasionally find time to help her share some of the pressure, her already damaged body is already overwhelmed.

Her viscera had been completely shattered beyond repair, and her meridians had been irreversibly shattered, but she wanted to hold on for a while until she saw Mu Tianzi return, as usual, to help him slowly wipe off the blood stained on his armor and help him carefully clean every wound.

She couldn't die yet, she clenched her fists, manipulated the five swords of Zhenyue, and continued to resist the attack that suddenly became thin.

However, even if it was a sparse offensive, it was still an offensive, constantly adding pressure to Sheng Ji's oil-dried body, so that she finally couldn't hold on any longer, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the whole person fell backwards!