Chapter 1255: Mang Clan
"Kill! β¦β¦β
The sound of killing on the mountain shook the sky, Liu Ben's eyes penetrated the void, and he glanced down, only to see that the army of the broken army and the strong man of the Frost and Rain family had covered the top of the mountain like a tide. As far as the eye could see, the cold light refracted by the armor bursted, and the army passed by, leaving behind the corpses of a large number of Yu family disciples.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Above the firmament, there was a constant roar, and corpses and fragments of flesh and blood were constantly thrown down from the end of the sky. So far, some of the battles have been decided.
One after another, golden-colored figures, with a majestic aura, appeared out of thin air, and on them, there was a strong smell of blood. Apparently just seen blood.
The strong man who broke the army was not idle. As soon as the battle ended, he immediately turned his body into a column and rushed into the battlefield where other powerhouses were splitting, and joined forces with other powerhouses to end the battle together.
The void was filled with a strong aura of death.
"The battle is almost over, and I don't need to make a move."
The war on the hill is over once and for all.
"Ready!"
"Launch!"
β¦β¦β¦ The sound of the rain family mountain scraping under the mountain shook the sky. One by one, flaming missiles were thrown onto the mountain, causing a burst of flames. More and more flaming missiles were thrown onto the mountain, and the entire mountain was burned. The blazing fire reflected the heavens and the earth red. Thick smoke reached the sky.
The army has never been in the habit of collecting corpses. These flames, which covered the entire mountain, were only used to burn corpses and destroy traces.
In the vast sky, Liu Ben glanced down, and then his body shrank, turned into a speck of dust, jumped in the void, and disappeared immediately.
Just when Liu Ben broke the army of 300,000 and set foot in the world of the Yu family. When the extermination of the Yu family began to be exterminated, a huge sacrifice in the distant middle region was nearing the end.
"Woo! Oh......"
In the dense jungle, a group of very strange people danced and sang and danced. Ancient mystical notes come from the mouth. These notes, which seem meaningless to others, are translated into the language of the Three Realms, but they are like this:
"Great Mang God of War, please heed the call of your servant and awaken from a distant awoke. Punish the sinners of this land......"
Ancient notes, reverberating in the void. There was a strong sectarian overtone in the air.
Descending from the sky. You can see that in this jungle, thousands of white bones, like dead leaves, are thickly covered. These white bones are not beasts, but as sacrifices, immortals who have just been sacrificed.
The parched earth is also covered by the blood of these humans. It was dyed a fluffy blood red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
After a long period of preparation. Today, this altar in the center of the white bones has become even more spectacular. The bone altar hundreds of zhang high was hideous, and the huge white bone bones were wrapped in strong flames. One by one, they point straight to the sky.
And the base of the altar, the originally vague relief, has become very clear. The heads of the demon gods, holding knives, guns, axes, and axes, let out a silent roar. A hint of black gas. From these demon gods, open lips, slowly floated out. Even from the void, you can hear the sound of heavy breathing. It's as if the demon god in these reliefs is still breathing.
"It's worked, the altar is fully built!"
Under the huge altar, three thin Mang priests looked at the spectacular altar in front of them and said with satisfaction. Under the sacrifice of a large number of immortals, the surface of this altar was covered with countless vessel-like veins.
These veins stretch out and move rhythmically. Every time there was relaxation, a large amount of demonic energy was spewed out from the altar.
"Yes, it has been successful. I could hear the god of war breathing. He had gradually woken up from his slumber. β
The other body was a tower, dry like the bark of a tree, and his eyes flashed with extreme fanaticism and excitement. A terrifying breath, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, was emanating from the depths of the earth, and the sound was loud, like a storm, full of violent power.
It was the breathing of the god of war.
"Let's get started, take the last step!"
As soon as the voice fell, the three old priests took a step forward and took out red crystals like blood from their arms, which were embedded in the east, south, west, and north of the altar, and the open mouths of the demon god statues in the four directions.
"Click!"
With four blood-colored soul blood crystals, embedded in the Demon God's avatar. A thick vitality emanated from the four blood crystals. One by one, they went down the altar and went deep into the ground.
This is the broken souls collected from the battlefield by the old priests after one battle after another. Each soul blood crystal was filled with thousands of soul powers.
"Woo! βββ
The three old priests looked solemn and sang the oldest language of the Mang people. A desolate, ancient, mystical aura echoed above the entire altar.
"Great Acubastan, wake up......"
The magnificent ancient Mang language, penetrating time and space, through the role of the altar, like a thunderbolt, penetrated deep into the depths of the earth, that strange space.
Silence, long silence...... The three priests stopped chanting and waited in silence. For a long timeβ"Ah! βββ
A loud sigh came from the depths of the earth. It was as if some huge god had slowly awakened from a long slumber.
The surface "buzzed" and trembled, and became more and more violent. A trembling and terrifying soul breath is waking up from this earth.
"Boom!"
The huge white bone altar suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge black passageway. I only heard a loud "click", the earth cracked, and a huge black crack passed through the altar and extended throughout the land of the Mang tribe, followed by the second and third paths...... In the blink of an eye, the jungle dried up, and all the shrubs and woods died. The earth was covered with cobweb-like cracks, and the center of the rift was where the altar was located...... In the depths of the earth, a cold light flashed from the darkness. Then, a tall figure that had been silent for thousands of years trembled and slowly stretched its hands and feet..................
On the edge of the Central Domain, under the Heavenly Fire Sword Monarch's seat, nearly a million troops are gathered here.
It's been a long time since there has been a fighting here. But in recent times, many people have suddenly felt uneasy for some reason. And as time went on, this uneasiness did not go away, but became more and more intense.
It's just that after following for a long time, everyone has formed absolute trust in Tianhuo Daojun in their hearts. So these uneasiness was quickly suppressed.
"Ahh βββ
Suddenly, a desolate, ancient roar, with an extremely violent aura, came from the depths of the Mang Clan's residence. Immediately, I only heard a "click", the earth shook and the mountains shook, and above the void, dark clouds covered with lightning and thunder.
"What's going on? Whose breath is this! β
"What the hell is going on in the Mang Clan!"
"What a terrible breath! What the hell are these Mangs doing! β
β¦β¦β¦β¦ This tremor has already spread to the garrison of the Central Region. It caused a lot of confusion. Many strong people in the army clearly saw that after a violent roar of heaven and earth, a huge cyan aura emanated from the depths of the Mang clan, penetrating heaven and earth.
In the hall of the Chinese army, almost at the same time, Jian Lao suddenly opened his eyes. There was a slight condensation, and then the pupils contracted suddenly. In his eyes, a ray of essence flashed away. Almost without thinking about it, the old sword suddenly broke through the air and flew out of the main hall.
The army obeyed the order and retreated at full speed. Within a thousand miles, no stops. β
Under the gloomy sky, Jian Lao's loud voice, like thunder, resounded through the void within a radius of hundreds of miles.
"My lord, what's wrong?"
"My lord, is it so strict? Is it necessary to withdraw troops completely? β
β¦β¦β¦β¦ A strong man with a strong reputation flew up and said urgently. Although they felt something strange in the distance, everyone was so strict.
"Wang Luo, Guo Shu, Shan Ming......, you immediately lead the army to leave, there must be no mistake!"
The old sword looked as immobile as a mountain, as if he was under control. But the content of the words made the faces of several subordinates change greatly.
"My lord, we will break off with you!"
"My lord, let's join you."
β¦β¦ Several people said urgently.
"Let's go, this is a military order!"
Jian Lao's expression was cold, and there was no doubt.
"Ahh βββ
With another whisper, in the depths of the Mang Clan's station, the earth cracked, and a terrifying figure broke out of the ground and flew into the sky. A powerful coercion, beyond reach, spread above the army. Everyone suddenly felt their breath depressed, and their chests felt as if a big stone had been pressed.
"Phew!"
In the sky, several subordinates gasped. The coercion of immortals and demons is limited in scope. Even if it is an emperor-level Great Perfection powerhouse, the coercion released will not be too far.
It's so far away from the turmoil of the Mang tribe. The coercion of the other party's realm can still be expanded, and the cultivation of this strong man of the Mang clan is simply incredible.
"Get out of here! The battle here is not for you to meddle in. β
The sword boss waved his hand and said in a deep voice. His face was as resolute as a rock cut. No matter how critical the situation is, there will be no trace of panic on this face.
"Yes, sir!"
"Your Excellency, take care......!"
Several people no longer insisted, knowing the fact that Jian Lao said.
Coercion can travel so far to reach here. This kind of power is beyond their level of understanding. It's not something they can meddle in.
"This man is terrible! With the power of an adult, he should be able to stop him. If we stay here, we'll only drag down the adults. β
The crowd thought to themselves. No more hesitation.
"Boom!"
The army retreated, in unison, as if it were one. Won the art of war, wind, forest, fire, mountain, four words. An ordinary army, especially an army of close to a million, is basically impossible to complete any retreat in a short period of time, but this army is extremely fast, because it is the most elite army in the Central Region. (To be continued......)