It was the noon time when the sun was swaying wantonly, but outside the Tianshu City, the capital of the Western Shu Emperor, there were layers of strange blood clouds, which were flowing and churning.

The strange blood clouds in the air above Jumapo are getting thicker and thicker, more and more, and a group of fresh flesh and blood essence rises from the corpse of the Xishu soldier who has just been filled with an iron crossbow on the Jumapo walled city, and slowly merges into the clouds, the corpse of the Qianyuan soldier who died on the Juma slope before seems to be chewed and kneaded by something, and the body under the armor clicks, only to see that the bare limbs of the corpse are gradually shriveled and twisted as if they are being squeezed by something, the abnormal sound lasts for a while, and a faint flesh and blood essence slowly rises from the corpse, and the abnormal sound stops, the limbs of the corpse are shriveled up like a dead corpse, and the limbs are twisted together, I am afraid that even a piece of intact bone knot can not be found。

On the Juma slope full of the corpses of the fallen soldiers, more and more bright red essence converged into the blood cloud, and the ghost roar scattered in the air became louder and louder, and the cold yin wind swirled and churned in the Juma slope, and the soldiers of the two countries present were all shocked by the different colors of the day, whether it was Qianyuan who was attacking the city, or Xishu who defended the city, the last elite soldiers of the two countries forgot the slashing action in their hands, and stared blankly at the flesh and blood spirit rising in the sky and the blood cloud rolling in mid-air。

Most of the men who originally dared to fight in the battlefield were arrogant people who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and now they saw this evil scene that seemed to be a ghost and a ghost, and they couldn't suppress the shock and panic in their hearts, but so no one in the two countries retreated, and no one wanted to escape from the Spring and Autumn Battlefield comparable to the Hell Rakshasa Rakshasa in the middle of nowhere, and they were unwilling to give up the last battle between home and country, the flickering sword light became the only bit of bright light under this blood-red sky.

But the fluorescence on the three-foot Qingfeng seemed to be less worthy than the candle flame in the middle of the night, swaying with the yin wind and blowing with the blood clouds, as if they were about to be blown away and crushed by this strange blood cloud in the sky at any time.

In front of the walled city of Jumapo, the bright red light between the girl in black and the blood cloud in the air became more and more powerful, and the blood essence that had just died in this heaven and earth seemed to be swept away by this light and blood cloud.

Finally, when the last wisp of blood-red light lingering around the girl's body was injected into the blood cloud, the blood cloud in mid-air seemed to be tired, not swallowing the flesh and blood essence in the body of the deceased in the world, bursts of pungent blood qi twisted and churned in the air, and a red horse training several zhang wide shot out from the blood cloud in mid-air, and did not enter the direction of the walled city of Jumapo.

The three-foot Qingfeng in the hands of the white-armored martial god who rose several feet on the slope of the horse was full of surging spiritual power, and Bai Nuo, the martial god of the clouds, did not dare to have the slightest reservation, and merged most of the spiritual power in the nine palaces of the Qi Sea into the long sword, only seeking to kill with one blow, and did not want to have any more branches.

"Demons are presumptuous!"

The Martial God of the Clouds, Bai Nuo, broke off with a loud cry, and the long sword in his hand slashed down, slashing at the girl in black who was covered in blood, and the aura between the heavens and the earth was all pulled and moved, converging on the blade of the sword, and the momentum was so great that it actually blew away the heavy blood cloud in the air for a few points, and as soon as a ray of sunlight sneaked out of the crack, the blood cloud was like a pair of strong hands that strangled the crack and the sunlight to death, and gathered again.

The bright red color in the eyes of the girl in black all dissipated, and a pair of clear and distinct eyes looked at the white-armored martial god full of immortal spirit in mid-air in a daze, and was speechless, and did not pay much attention to the shocking three-foot sword blade, but there was a trace of regret in her eyes.

The three-foot sword blade in Bai Jia's hand pointed directly at the girl in black, and he was extremely confident in this sword Bai Nuo, which was enough to erase the yin and evil girl standing in front of Xishu, and also cut off all the yin and evil means that led the heavens and the earth.

At such a critical juncture, a burst of unprecedented blood gushed out from the walled city of Xishu Jumapo, only to see a scarlet streamer shot out from the city, the streamer was extremely fast, and it was a hundred zhang in an instant, and it slammed into the three-foot sword blade in the hand of the martial god, and the sword that originally enveloped the surging spiritual power of heaven and earth was all broken by the scarlet streamer.

I saw the scarlet streamer in mid-air pushing the white-armored general to fly to the middle of the Juma Slope, and the white-armored killing god who originally pulled the spiritual power of heaven and earth to blow the heavenly blood cloud had no power to fight back, so he could only let the streamer fly out far away.

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The scarlet streamer smashed the white-armored martial god into the horse rejection slope, a deafening monstrous loud sound exploded in the ears of the two soldiers, the surging blood clouds in the sky churned violently, and the extremely pungent smell of blood bloomed from the scarlet streamer, that is, the brave old soldier who had been fighting in many places for many years and was used to smelling the taste of blood with long knives and dead corpses all day long could not bear the disgusting smell of blood, and endured the churning discomfort in his chest and abdomen.

The scarlet streamer gradually dissipated, revealing a burly man more than a foot tall in the streamer, the man was dressed in tattered cloth, the cloth clothes did not know how many years he had been wearing, it was better to say that it was a cloth than a broken cloth, the cloth was stained with dried blood, and the man's body was faintly exposed from the gap in the cloth, the burly man bent down slightly, and pressed the Qianyun Martial God Bai Nuo to the ground with one hand, and a shallow pit of nearly 100 zhang was blown out around, and the shallow pit was full of the broken corpses of the Qianyun Martial Army wearing cloud armor, But this man's strength when he fell crushed the cloud armor on the bodies of dozens of Jiangyun warriors, and the hard cloud armor was still like this, not to mention the flesh and blood?

Outside the shallow pit, more than a dozen Jiangyun martial soldiers were blown out by the strong wind, scattered and smashed into the crowd, all the muscles and bones around were shattered, and they saw that they were lifeless.

Breaking through a hundred armors with one force, this man just broke nearly 100 Qianyun martial arts soldiers who were known as the world's most powerful warriors, not only that, but Bai Nuo, the Qianyun martial god who was known as the heavenly martial arts, was pressed to the ground by this man, the dark iron armor on his body was torn, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and he lay motionless in the shallow pit and his life and death were uncertain.

I don't know if the sky is dark under the blood cloud or this man is like this, the man has no human color, as if he crawled out of the ancient tomb zombie ghost, the skin around him is iron blue, the skin is full of strange patterns like a soldering iron, the body and face are covered with sword scars and the body is incomplete, the body is extremely burly, the limbs and body are full of bulging muscles and pimples, the muscles are full of thick finger thick tendons, the face is even more blue and purple, the eyes seem to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist and can't see the eyes, the man's gray eyes look at the bloodstained white armor general seems to be a little tired, palm raised, throw the white armor martial god aside, look at the corpses all over the ground, slowly stand up straight。

The burly man with an iron blue body closed his eyes slightly, stepped heavily on the horse slope, and from the flesh and mud in the shallow pit, dozens of rich flesh and blood essence vibrated out, and slowly rose into the man's body, it turned out that this burly man was the culprit who plundered the flesh and blood essence of the corpse, and every time a cloud of scarlet mist converged into the strange shape on the man's iron green body, it suddenly lit up, and in an instant, dozens of pieces of flesh and blood essence were swept into the man's body, but there was still some unfinished, looking at the blood cloud in the sky, the iron green man roared, and the blood cloud that was circulating in the sky suddenly stagnated。

Gusts of yin wind blow from the ground to the air, forming several violent whirlwinds in the air, brewing the bright red blood in the clouds are all pulled by the whirlpool, a few breaths of time, the whirlwind will sweep away all the blood in the clouds, the original monstrous vision gradually dissipated, the dark clouds in the sky returned to normal color, only a few blood-colored winds floating in the air, the wind whirlwind swept for a while, the flesh and blood essence wandering outside were all included, the momentum sank and fell suddenly, each whirlwind turned into a scarlet horse practice slowly merged into the man's body.

"Whew......"

When the first wisp of scarlet training was injected into the man's body, the man's muscles and meridians burst out, and the bright eyes of the figure on his body burst out, and a tearing heart's heart wailed through the rejection slope, only to see an iron blue figure trembling in the scarlet training.

Tens of thousands of Qianyuan military warriors in the rejection slope heard the man wailing, only to feel the heaven and earth tremble suddenly, trembling from the feet to the hearts of everyone, looking at the burly man who devoured the blood cloud and the Qianyuan martial god whose life and death were uncertain, his eyes were full of shock, outside the rejection slope, Sima Chengjin, the god of the Qianyuan army, looked at the iron green figure of the whale swallowing the blood cloud, his eyes were full of panic, and he murmured in a trembling voice, "Imperial puppet...... The art of the puppet. ”

Sima Chengjin, the god of the Qianyuan Army, was struck by lightning, his hands trembled, he pointed in the direction of the horse slope, and shouted in panic: "Hurry... Let the sergeant besiege quickly, you can't let him melt the blood cloud!"

In the end, the voice of Sima Chengjin, the god of the Qianyuan army, was hoarse, all along, Sima Junshi, whether facing thousands of troops or thousands of difficulties and dangers, is to let you rise and sit firmly in Diaoyutai's calm mind, and the flag commander who has followed the military god for more than ten years does not know why the military god is so panicked today, and he dare not slack off and hurriedly waved the order flag, and the horn of the siege behind him sounded again.

The Qianyuan soldiers in the rejection slope heard the horn shaking the sky, forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts, and rushed to the iron green man who devoured the blood cloud, except for the martial god Bai Nuo, whose life and death were uncertain, the other three took the lead, and the blades in their hands reached the iron green man who was bathed in scarlet and practiced.

Tens of thousands of Qianyuan military warriors only had the iron green figure that pulled the vision of heaven and earth, no one paid attention to the black-clothed girl standing in front of the walled city of Jumapo, the mute girl in black looked at the surging Qianyuan soldiers and soldiers on the Zhumapo slope and the iron green figure smiled stupidly.

The dumb-mouthed girl has no name or surname, only that the world calls her speechless.