There were hundreds of blood pillars in the sky on the battlefield, and around each blood pillar was a circle of purple qi that was wrapped around and imprisoned like a chain, so that they did not dare to wreak havoc so arrogantly again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that the bronze mirror in Wuxian's hand has long been thrown away, otherwise she would have been able to see that at this moment, her eyes are like two purple gems in the world, charming and mysterious and noble.

As soon as the purple meaning came out from behind her, the young man's voice in her head disappeared and never came out again.

The pain in the butterfly bone became deeper and deeper, and then spread to the whole body, so painful that I couldn't concentrate, and could only curl up on the ground in pain.

"Ahh

She let out a cry of pain from her throat, tearing her heart, and the black hair behind her flew wildly, as if she had entered a state of madness.

Suddenly, Wu Xian raised his head and stared at the closest pillar of blood to him, his eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, his gaze was like a torch, and a deep purple intent overflowed from his eyes.

I saw that the pillar of blood shattered in an instant under her gaze, and the sea of blood turned into nothingness in that instant.

After a while, the other pillars of blood also shattered one after another, all of them turned into nothingness.

Innocent let out another fierce roar.

It's just that the voice she made this time was far from her previous voice, and it didn't seem like it came from a person at all.

More like the roar of some kind of higher race.

That roar resounded throughout the battlefield, reverberating above the battlefield with the echo of heavy lifting.

There seemed to be an unusually domineering coercion in the roar, and the people who survived on the battlefield, whether it was Nanxuan's soldiers or the orc clan's soldiers, all knelt down on the ground and bowed their heads after hearing it.

Even when he knelt on the ground, his body seemed to be buried in an ice cellar, shivering with cold, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

It was a tremor and awe that came from the depths of the soul.

It took a long time for Wu Wu to react from the pain.

When she cast her blank eyes on the battlefield, she saw that all the surviving people on the battlefield were kneeling in her direction, and none of them dared to raise their heads.

Even if it's an enemy orc clan, it's this action.

They...... What's wrong?

Wuwu's eyes couldn't help but be even more dazed.

She didn't know that the unconscious roar she had just now was actually a dragon roar containing the divine might of the dragon clan.

I just feel that after the roar, my mood and body feel a lot better.

However, the battlefield has been turned into something like this by her, and I'm really sorry for her voice if she doesn't use it in time.

So, Wuxian climbed to the highest point of the hill again, wearing a white dress, which became the most eye-catching scenery on the top of the mountain.

"Orcs, to descend or not to descend?" her voice was not very loud, but it was clear and unmistakable to every corner of the battlefield.

"Surrender, we surrender and admit defeat!" The orcs could not have a trace of resistance, and knelt on the ground and bowed in the direction of the immortal.

Nanxuan's warriors were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, gathering together excitedly and cheering again and again.

"We won! We really won!"

No matter where this war started and which side had a favorable advantage in the process, in the end, it still ended in Nanxuan's victory.

Although the casualties of the orcs were far lower than those of Nanxuan, they were so frightened by the roar of Wu Xuan that they had lost their fighting spirit.

In terms of dragon power, orcs have always been sensitive to dangerous instincts, and are far more stimulated than humans.

Without the fighting spirit, how can the orc elite continue to fight the war?