——Five miles east of Xianyang Palace, there is a huge gathering place of rivers and mountains.

The ancient peaks of thousands of meters long stretch into mountains, and the rivers that flow through all parts of Qin and Chu converge into rivers.

At sunset, the reflection of the mountains will be red like fireworks in the sunset, and the mirrors of the rivers will be covered with beautiful hoarfrost on the moonlit night.

When a long wind passes by, it will blow the pine forests in the mountains and set off gusts of pine waves. When the rainy season falls, it will dot the waves on the river, and there will be sparkling light and shadow.

Here, this mysterious and colorful and picturesque place, is the famous military place in the history of Qin and Chu - Qianjiangling.

With the pouring out of the last 250,000 expeditionary troops of Qin and Chu, the strongest military atmosphere of Qianjiangling has been dissipated.

Although there are still a large number of military relics left in the depths of the mountains surrounded by rivers, none of this is enough to affect the beauty of the mountain peaks and rivers.

Gradually, Qianjiangling restored the long-lost harmony and tranquility.

And at this moment, the mysterious man wearing a sackcloth cloak stood alone on the bank of the river, watching the willow trees and the wind swaying on the other side of the river.

In the afternoon, when the sun is lazy, the mountains and rivers begin to feel sleepy, and everything in the scenery becomes quieter. Only the egrets standing on the driftwood by the river, still lit the ripples on the surface of the river, and were singing leisurely.

The mysterious man looked at them as if he were looking at a different version of himself.

Even if everyone sleeps peacefully with history and time, he must drag his withered body and wake up in this era when the storm is coming.

Because he is, the "Night Watchman."

"Looks like it's still early......"

The mysterious man sighed, and his withered body seemed to be about to fall into the wind.

"Well, let's get some sleep here."

As he spoke, the mysterious man turned around and walked slowly towards the pine forest on the mountain.

But after taking a few steps, the mysterious man suddenly couldn't help but look back, looked at the calm and peaceful river, and sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity...... What a beautiful landscape in Qianjiangling. ”

And Qianjiang, as if he understood the words of the mysterious man, secretly set off a layer of waves on the calm river surface, and made a faint sound of water flowing.

However, the mysterious man listened to the call of the river, but he no longer stayed, sighed lightly, and walked towards the mountains and forests.

In fact, if a goshawk flies through the sky and looks down at the ground, you will find that this deep Yangtze River that surrounds the mountains is faintly outlined in the basin within thousands of meters.

A "black" character.

Because of this, a hundred years ago, this picturesque Qianjiangling was actually called Wujiangling. And this thousand rivers that gather countless rivers are actually originally called Wujiang.

Therefore, the place where the mysterious man arrived first at this moment is actually the place of fate written in Zhang Liang's prophecy - Wujiang!

- Lingcheng Battlefield.

Hell Rock Soul Lian looked up to the sky and roared, raising the only remaining strength in his body to the extreme.

At that time, his huge rock body was already covered with countless cracks, and it looked as if it would collapse when a gust of wind blew.

However, the Hell Rock Soul Lian Po endured the heavy injuries and stood firm on the ground with the body of the giant that was already crumbling. He desperately stimulated the remnants of his power, causing the meridian crevices throughout his body to continue to emit a vivid green light.

And with that loud roar that resounded through the sky, the green light in his eyes fiercely locked onto the enemy who soared in the sky.

Then he jerked up two huge rock arms ten meters long, and with overwhelming force, he violently grabbed the tyrant dragon that was about to soar into the sky.

The last tyrant dragon!

At this time, Zhong Wuyan, who was standing on the shoulders of Hell Rock Soul Lian Po, immediately reacted. So before the giant's final furious assault was launched, she jumped down from his shoulder, and after a few bounce rounds, landed safely on the ground.

At the same time, the last Tyrant Dragon was letting out its final roar in midair. It swayed wildly with its massive twenty-meter-long body and flapped its two huge dragon wings with all its might, but no matter how much it struggled, it could not get rid of the two giant hands that grabbed its hind feet and tail.

The two huge rocky palms clung to the Tyrant Dragon, and the power as heavy as a mountain poured down, no matter how desperate the Tyrant Dragon tried, it was destined to be unable to escape.

At this time, Lian Po, the Hell Rock Soul who stood up to the sky with a thirty-meter giant body, suddenly burst out with tremendous power from his arms, and then grabbed the twenty-meter long and ten-ton body of the Tyrant Dragon and violently shook it in the boundless void.

The last tyrant dragon didn't react to anything at all, and his huge body was driven by a huge force and forcibly turned around in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the tranquil air in the sky was swirled into a terrifying huge wind current, and the Tyrant Dragon was dizzy in the agitation of the wind current, and he couldn't even let out a roar.

But Hell Rock Soul Lian Po grabbed the body of the Tyrant Dragon like this, and forcibly swung around the sky three times. After three laps, the Tyrant Dragon had been spun to the point of almost fainting, and its body weighing tens of tons had been rotated by a tremendous force that had accumulated an incalculable amount of rotational kinetic energy.

And at this moment, the Hell Rock Soul Lian Po, who was wielding the Tyrant Dragon's body with great force, suddenly moved his arms down, and at the same time released his gripping hands. Allowing the Tyrant Dragon's body to be dragged by tremendous kinetic energy, the whole body fell like a cannonball in the open space of the earth.

In an instant, a loud explosion broke out, and a large amount of sand, dust and smoke rose directly into the sky for tens of meters. The heavy body of the Tyrant Dragon smashed a huge crater in the hard ground under the impact of huge kinetic energy.

Its entire huge body more than 20 meters long was smashed into the hole, and under this terrifying fall, it was smashed to pieces.

It wasn't until a moment later, when the behemoth's body stopped moving, that the people on the ground finally breathed with relief.

At this point, all the tyrant dragons left on the battlefield of Lingcheng have fallen and died.

Yu Ji rode the White Night Dragon and flew slowly in the void, staring at the battlefield where the roar had finally stopped, and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, feeling extremely tired.

On the dusty earth, the huge body of the Tyrant Dragon was already lying on the ground. Counting from the very beginning of the Tyrant Dragon, which was stabbed to death by countless people, a total of ten Tyrant Dragons died here, and the ground was covered with the corpses of ten Tyrant Dragons.

The tyrant who once soared in the sky to intimidate all things, after his death, also fell stiffly to the ground in all kinds of ugly and embarrassing gestures. Blown by the long wind, it made a sad sound of tearing.

And the hot and noble tyrant's dragon blood also gurgled from the wound and soaked into the deep Mother Earth, to nourish the insignificant.

Hell Rock Soul Lianpo watched as all the Tyrant Dragons fell to the ground, no longer giving out any life. He finally let out a cloudy breath, then closed his eyes and fell backwards weakly.

His thirty-meter-tall giant body fell from the sky, instantly startling everyone on the ground. If such a heavy and huge body falls, it will be completely the effect of shaking the earth.

But the moment it fell, all of the power of the Hell Rock Soul Lian Po began to fade rapidly.

Both the secret power "Giant" and the Awakened Form were lifted at the same time, and his mountain-like giant body disappeared with it. Then in a moment of overturning, as if a gust of wind was blowing, it blew away everything that had shaken the world before, leaving only a Lian Po, who had turned back into the prototype, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhong Wuyan, who had fallen to the ground earlier, rushed over at this time, and when he looked down, he found that Lian Po's naked chest was stained with a large amount of blood, and his whole body was covered with torn wounds. His eyes were closed, and there was a faint breath in his pale mouth.

There is no doubt that in the battle of the incarnated giants just now, Lian Po alone suffered the rather brutal injuries of the tyrant dragons. Coupled with the dual release of awakening and secret power, it has an extremely huge load on the body. Until now that the battle is over, he has changed back to his prototype, and the whole person is already dying, and only half life is left.

Seeing Lian Po's seriously injured appearance, Zhong Wuyan was immediately startled, and stretched out his hand to slap Lian Po's face.

"Hey, hey! Lian Po! You're not going to die, are you? Wake up, don't sleep! What the hell are you going to do if you sleep and die! ”

Zhong Wuyan shouted and scolded while slapping his hand on Lian Po's face. She didn't know what to do anyway, so she instinctively slapped Lian Po's face with her hand. Thinking that he could wake Lian Po up, anyway, his strong body shouldn't be so easy to be injured to death.

"Zhong Wuyan, stop fighting! Do you have a little common sense to save people, seriously injured people can't be violently stimulated, and people who are originally alive have to be pumped to death. Long He rode the gray-haired Kui wolf from a distance and hurried from a distance, shouting at Zhong Wuyan from a distance. When the battle was over, the soldiers on the ground no longer had to disperse their arrays to avoid the dragon fire, so they all converged towards the center of the battlefield.

As the current number one general of the Hundred Beast Legion, Long Ji naturally rushed over to inspect Lian Po's injuries first. After all, in this big battle, if it weren't for Lian Po turning into a giant to resist the Tyrant Dragon, the people here would probably have to be wiped out under the dragon fire.

The most important hero in this battle, Lian Po must not have an accident.

Long Ji then rushed over with the medical soldiers in the legion, but Zhong Wuyan looked up at him in surprise, and his hand was still subconsciously slapping Lian Po's face.

"Stop smoking! General Lian Po is dying. The dragon seemed to be so anxious that he vomited blood, and he only hated the gray-haired wolf for not being fast enough.

Listening to Long Ji's anxious shout, Zhong Wuyan finally stopped his whipped hands. As soon as her hand stopped, Lian Po, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, spurted out a mouthful of blood in his throat, and then coughed heavily.

"Oh, wake up! I'll give me two more pumps, maybe he'll just do it! Zhong Wuyan saw that Lian Po was woken up by himself, and immediately raised his head to the dragon and laughed.

"Alright, alright, you go away. Let the medic quickly check on General Lian Po. Long He finally rode the gray-haired Kui wolf over, and as soon as he turned over, he pulled away Zhong Wuyan, who was still trying to slap Lian Po, and asked the medical soldiers of the gray wolf regiment branch to check Lian Po's injuries on the ground.

At this time, after the remaining 6,000 troops of the Hundred Beast Legion gathered in the center of the battlefield, they immediately harnessed their respective taming beasts, and rushed towards the Tyrant Dragons who had fallen to the ground and died, to mend the sword and confirm the death of the Tyrant Dragon.

Throughout the battle, they were of course the most uncomfortable and painful to be crushed by the tyrant dragons. Especially when countless companions died tragically in the tyrant dragon fire in an instant, their hearts were filled with countless grief and hatred.

So they finally survived, and when they saw the Tyrant Dragon who had fallen to the ground and was powerless to resist, it was like seeing their worst enemy trapped in the water, and everyone wanted to rush up and stab them twice. Even the beast tamers they rode down took the initiative to let out a violent roar at this moment, spreading their legs and rushing straight towards those huge black creatures.

So the force of 6,000 people quickly overwhelmed, like a huge ant colony surrounded the corpses of ten tyrant dragons in a moment. Then countless swords, countless minions swung out fiercely, desperately tearing at the already stiff corpses of the Tyrant Dragons.

Just as it was when people worked together to kill the first Tyrannosaurus, everyone, every animal, was enchanted. Afraid that the tyrant dragon would come back from the dead, they were attacking desperately, attacking frantically.

It was as if people must see the blood of the Tyrant Dragon drained, and the beasts as if they must eat the flesh of the Tyrant Dragon, so that they can rest assured that these terrible tyrants have been buried on the ground.

People, animals, have a crimson glow in their eyes, and their faces are as terrifying as corpse demons.

Yu Ji had never seen a corpse demon, but as she gazed at this scene in the sky, she seemed to see a scene that was even more terrifying and bloody than the battle of demonic beasts in the Ancient Land.

Obviously, these Tyrant Dragons were all dead, but those human soldiers crawled on the Tyrant Dragons like madmen, sparing no effort to slash at the already stiff and huge corpses with their knives.

What do they want? What do they want to do? Do you have to tear these tyrant dragons to shreds before you are willing?

The Tyrant Dragon is also a life! No matter how domineering and brutal he was in life, he should be at peace after he died!

But so many people, all blinking their eyes redder than the demonic beasts, frantically destroying the corpse of the tyrant dragon. Every second, thousands of blades landed on the dead body of the Tyrant Dragon, cutting thousands of new wounds.

The dragon's blood, which was still still warm, flowed out of the countless wounds and fell on the ground, impregnating an incomparably huge crimson.

"Enough! These tyrant dragons are dead! Why are you still attacking! Yu Ji let out a hoarse cry from the sky, and the White Night Dragon also opened its mouth to let out an angry roar at the same time.

They couldn't stand such a bloody and brutal scene, the White Night Dragon, who was also a dragon, couldn't watch the corpses of those tyrant dragons being treated so cruelly by humans, and Yu Ji couldn't believe that humans like her could have such a crazy and terrifying side.

Then the mournful cry and the deafening roar of the dragon fell from the sky and echoed in the ears of every man and animal.

Many people raised their crimson gazes at this time, looking up at the woman and the white wyvern they had never seen before in the sky. But they didn't stop the blades in their hands, and they still frantically hurt the corpse of the Tyrant Dragon.