The rain of arrows in the sky was still tirelessly overturning towards the wailing and trembling iron green figure, dozens of elite blades of the clouds fell one after another like a torrential rain, a burly man in black armor held a halberd and waved it violently, and the young general in silver armor was also among them, his hands were flowing vigorously, like maggots attached to the bones around the dead puppet.

Now the pioneer general Wang Jian opened the sky with his life, regardless of life and death, and the yin evil death puppet refined by the corpse of the Marquis of Xishu Muye cut off the connection between the death puppet and the blood cloud, and now the Qianyuan military seems to have the upper hand, but no one dares to relax, and strives to wipe it out here when the death puppet is injured.

On the walled city of Jumapo, hundreds of crossbowmen with crossbows in Xishu who were broken by Bai Nuo, the martial god of Qianyun, put on a new look again, and hundreds of Zhuge crossbows roared out again, shooting the Qianyuan army in front of them who wanted to attack the city.

The dumb girl dressed in black floated back to the walled city, and her spiritual power was poured into the shepherd death puppet, no longer had combat power, and she could no longer stand in front of Xishu, and she was a teacher for the country to resist the Qianyuan tiger and wolf.

The figure of Tie Qing is not the yin and evil death puppet spurned by everyone in the world, nor is it the mighty Muye Marquis Li Bairen ten years ago, but a familiar and unfamiliar shadow is woven into a virtual shadow, this virtual shadow has a humanistic and elegant long beard, some people have cool and red temples, some people hold a feather fan and wear a crane, and some people are not confused and fall under the boulder to die.

The dumb girl looked at the dead puppet among the crowd and smiled miserably, two lines of tears fell, since she was crying, she didn't look at those sad shadows, the girl in black simply turned her head to avoid the phantom shadow, let the feather arrows behind her break through the air, and let the sound of killing behind her no longer pay attention to the earth, enjoying the tranquility alone in this noisy and cold Spring and Autumn Battlefield, looking at the towering giant city behind him, the Emperor of Xishu Tianshu couldn't help but suddenly come out of his mind.

The city seems to be extremely quiet, and you can hear the street chatter in the city for nearly a hundred miles, the sound of the swallow warbler in the pink door hook bar, the laughter and scolding in the teahouse and wine shop, the shouting of the buying and selling shops, the tempting taste of freshly baked buns, the noisy and noisy reckless man in the market, the drunkenness, and the girl who is wrapped around the Hechang man, the girl looking at the saliva left by the corner of the mouth of the fresh candy man, the crying sound of the girl crying for the sugar pine pastry to eat, the old-fashioned long-bearded brother who does not eat oil and salt, the red sideburns brother who makes people angry and happy, and the master who shouts one after another。

Thinking of this, the girl burst into tears and smiled, and the tears on her face had dried up, all the sounds and pictures seemed to be in front of her, but she couldn't go back anyway, that city was a country for some people, and a home for some people, but it didn't matter if it was home or a country for this girl, but the people she loved were gone, and what was the use of being attached to a lonely city?

This world is not there, only the eyes are full of war, depression and devastation, family destruction, family dispersion, sorrow and crying, and the misery of the world.

The girl's clear and distinct pupils were covered with layers of blood red color, the red became heavier and more turbulent, the girl had black hair and a robe without wind, and she couldn't tell whether the girl's face was angry or mournful, but they were all grief-stricken, the expression on the girl's face became more and more distorted, and she roared angrily towards the scarlet horse in the sky, but she struggled for a long time but couldn't make the slightest sound.

The girl's breathing became more and more rapid, the chest of the young lotus to be put rose and fell violently, the bright red in the eyes became heavier and heavier, and shouted a few times but there was no sound The girl was a little anxious, and pinched the delicate flesh on her white neck and suddenly forced, tearing off a piece of bloody flesh, the original white girl's neck was blurred, and the Xishu soldiers who stood on the head of the city with the girl couldn't help but feel turbulent when they saw the bloody scene, and fear sprouted.

The girl seemed to be crazy, tearing off four or five layers of flesh one after another, white bones were already visible on her neck, and her eyes were red and purple riveted with all her strength, and she roared towards the sky.

A sad and angry girl's roar resounded through the battlefield of the horse rejection, and the dark clouds that had just turned normal were covered with a little red again, and the strange symbols around the body of the herd waiting death puppet who were besieged by a group of Qianyuan soldiers suddenly brightened up a little, and the burly body that was originally trembling finally moved, and his arms suddenly swung out, and several of the elite of the clouds who were blocking the front couldn't stand the power of Wan Jun, and their limbs exploded and scattered.

The dumb-mouthed girl looked at the change of the dead puppet without a mouth, the grief and indignation on her face were swept away, and it was replaced by a smile full of joy, and the flesh and blood between the neck of a pair of black-clothed girls with blood-red eyes on the walled city of Jumapo were vaguely visible, but the white bones were faintly visible, but there was a relieved smile on her face, what a strange and unpredictable scene.

The dumb girl who had been speechless for many years didn't have time to rejoice when she regained her voice today, only to see the girl's hands folded together, using the last trace of strength of her body to pat her eyebrows, and the girl in black fell to the ground like a withered grass from the branches and leaves, and was wiped out in this earthly world, and died in this spring and autumn battlefield.

At this point, the three disciples of Zhuge Wenxu, a generation of war gods, were all dyed in Huangquan, and they died one after another under the offensive of the Spring and Autumn Overlord Qianyuan.

A burst of rich blood rose from the bones of the mouthless corpse, and slowly poured into the body of the shepherd death puppet, and in an instant, the smell of blood apes in the field was pushed to the extreme, and the burly death puppet's body was bright and terrifying, and the original thick limbs were a little thicker, in mid-air, the blood completely occupied the dark clouds, and the dead puppet's arms waved wantonly in the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, several more Jiangyun elites turned into specks of flesh and splashed in the sky.

Dressed in black armor, the famous Qianyuan general Meng Tian was able to dodge the punch that rushed to his face before he came to his senses, the dead puppet raised his knees, and a shocking side kick rushed out, Meng Tian didn't have time to dodge the halberd in his hand in front of him to try to block the earth-shaking blow, but the cast iron halberd connected with a solid black armor could not withstand such a huge force to bend and break, the Qianyuan famous general Meng Tian's body flew upside down for dozens of zhang, and no one in the Qianyuan army who hit the place survived.

The Mu Hou Death Puppet stepped out fiercely towards a deputy general who had been blown to the ground by the strong wind, and the solid cloud armor that had no time to struggle was trampled through by gravity, and the Death Puppet Tieqing's arm suddenly swung out, and a surging wind scattered all the Qianyuan troops around him, looking at the dead corpses everywhere and roaring in a low voice.

Countless fresh meat essence qi rose from the bones of the corpse that had just been killed, and all of them were swallowed into the belly of the corpse by this herding puppet, and in the sky, the scarlet puppet that had been circulating for a long time seemed to have found its target, and several scarlet puppets fused together like a blood-red dragon, rushing towards the iron and blue giant mouth of the death puppet.

For a time, the advantage of the Qianyuan army was gone, and among the four famous generals of the Qianyuan Dynasty, only Li Xin, the general of Longxi who had his sword destroyed, struggled to support this battlefield of refusing horses in the Spring and Autumn Period.

The blood in the sky is churning, and the wind is howling, this scene is exactly the same as when the flower armor died in the deep mountains many years ago, and the most unknown little disciple of the three disciples of Zhuge Wenxu, the soldier god of Xishu, had no mouth, and broke the rules of the sky to regain the spirit of speech, provoked the power of heaven and earth to be restless, and exchanged life for the death puppet madman, intending to die with the Qianyuan who set off the sword, and with the power of a woman, to protect the last trace of vitality in Xishu.

The blood dragon castrated extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the surging dragon head turned into blood and was swallowed by the death puppet, and bursts of dazzling light gushed out from the strange shape on the burly body, and the Longxi general Li Xin shouted violently, and the spiritual power in his hand gushed out and hit the scar of the giant axe at the center of the death puppet's eyebrows, but no matter how the silver armor general blocked it, it was useless, and he couldn't shake the burly death puppet that devoured the blood cloud.

Bite......

A crisp sound sounded from nowhere, the sound was extremely subtle, but the soldiers of the two countries present could hear it, just after the light sound, the yin wind that was crying between heaven and earth suddenly stagnated, and an indescribable heroic righteousness gushed out from the Qianyuan army array.

I saw a dazzling white rainbow flying out from the Qianyuan army array, there was a white armor man with a sword faintly in the white rainbow, the white rainbow was extremely fast, and it reached the top of the death puppet's head in an instant, the white rainbow gradually dispersed to reveal a white armor figure, the figure was surrounded by a white brilliance, holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his right hand, holding a yellow paper talisman shining red in his left hand, the white armor on his chest was tattered, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was faint, but a pair of black pupils flashed with fine light, and his momentum was awe-inspiring in mid-air, and a pair of starry eyes were full of anger staring at the herdsman who devoured the blood dragon.

"After the death of a generation of famous generals, they were refined into dead puppets by the Yin and Evil Dao people who violated the way of heaven, Xishu Xishu, pitiful and ridiculous. ”

Qianyuan Martial God Bai Nuo spit out words like thunder, now the Qianyuan Martial God Qi is surging, how can there be the previous embarrassed appearance, the long sword in Bai Nuo's hand flipped, and a touch of white streamer shot out and went straight into the air, circulating and condensing the bright red blood dragon for a long time.

The streamer flashed through the blood dragon, and the thick blood qi that was tumbling and galloping couldn't stand the flickering of the streamer and collapsed, and the shepherd who was devouring the blood dragon saw the blood qi dissipate, roaring angrily at the white-armored martial god in mid-air, picked up a surviving cloud knife on the ground and swung it out, flying towards the white-armored martial god in mid-air.

The long sword in the hand of the white-armored martial god swung again, and another streamer bloomed and split the sharp Qianyun knife into two, and the two remnants of the knife fell to the ground, and the iron green death puppet threw out several corpses and armor one after another, but they could not escape the fate of being annihilated under the sword.

Gusts of wind mixed with bloody qi rushed to his face, and in mid-air, Bai Nuo's figure moved forward to avoid the strong and domineering strength of the dead puppet, and the long sword in his hand flipped, sword after sword, and three or five swords exploded one after another, and he was pressed step by step by the iron green death puppet with his body, and the burly body was churning and twisting in mid-air, but no matter how much he tossed, he couldn't get close to the white-armored man.