The sun was shining overhead, and the fire was raging beneath your feet.

The arrogant and domineering demons of the past have long since become headless flies, constantly scurrying around in the firelight.

The five flag commanders were not greedy for merit in the slightest, and the armored vehicles and helicopters cooperated with each other, baptizing every inch of land in front of them with fire and war knives.

But he heard a beast-like roar in the distance, and more than two hundred majestic and tall figures took heavy steps and rushed towards the battlefield.

Their footsteps fell to the earth like war drums, and the surrounding trees and rocks trembled.

The Eyebrow Daoist looked up and shouted, "It's a giant bone!" ”

The number of giant bones is not large, only about a hundred. But when they took a step, the momentum that soared into the sky made the earthquake tremble, and just looking at it with their eyes, there was an unbeatable feeling.

The Grand Wizard of Batu Gar shouted, "Divine March! ”

More than 200 men rushed over, holding slotted rune swords, one by one murderous, roaring at the bones of the giant who was about to pounce: "Kill!" ”

Everywhere the sound goes, it is like thunder in the sky, shocking people's hearts.

The height of the Divine Marching Army is generally more than 1.85 meters, and in the face of the giant skeleton that is more than 20 meters high, it is like a fly. But every one of the Divine Marchers is a master carefully trained by Mr. Jiang.

They are proficient in the art of shrinking the ground into inches, they know the technique of reversing yin and yang, they have sharp rune swords, and they have the spirit of not fearing death.

Although the size is much smaller than the giant's bones, the momentum on his body is not weaker than that of the other party!

The Lord of Death laughed sharply: "Zhang Wuren! Do you think the Divine Marching Army can hold back the bones of giants? Wait! All of your exorcists will be eaten by them! Not a single one will survive! ”

Zhang Wuren replied coldly: "With this little time, it is better to care more about yourself!" ”

He holds the sky with his left hand and scratches the ground with his right hand, which is the starting style of yin and yang!

The yin and yang breath churned up and down, and the yang energy rose, so that even the sun in the sky was a little brighter.

But the Lord of Death stomped his foot violently, and the descending Yin Qi instantly became violent.

Zhang Wuren stretched out his hand and shouted: "In the yang world, living people are respected!" Death should be hidden in the Nine Shadows! Sink! ”

One word mantra, trapped.

I saw that the Lord of Death's feet suddenly softened, as if he had fallen into a swamp. He looked down and saw that the ground under his feet was soft and had reached the calf.

He felt a slight chill in his heart, knowing that he was the master of death, and that he was a body of a ghost. The weight of the Yin Soul is generally about 21 grams, and with an ordinary body, it can basically be said to be as light as a feather.

But the yin qi under his feet made him fall into it! What exactly is the method used by Zhang Wuren, he can't even figure it out!

Although he didn't understand, the Lord of Death still rose from the ground and was suspended in mid-air. He clasped his hands together, and the stones on the ground jumped.

The stones were as big as a tabletop, and the smaller ones were as big as a palm. Every rock was beating happily, and suddenly the Lord of Death's eyes froze, and he shouted, "Get up! ”

More than a dozen small stones smashed at Zhang Wuyan.

Zhang Wuren smiled and said, "You are good at using gas, and it just so happens that I am also good at using gas." In that case, let's compare and match! ”

His hands stretched slightly, and his invisible aura suppressed the raging stones, and the rocks, trees, and even ice that had not yet melted around him were all floating in the air.

The rocks were flying, the air currents were vertical and horizontal, and the wind in the sky swept up the snow on the ground, and they were all swept away, enveloping both of them.

The surrounding exorcist soldiers and evil spirits retreated desperately, not daring to get involved in the battle between Zhang Wuren and the Lord of Death.

The Eyebrow Daoist sighed softly and said, "I haven't seen you for three years, Zhang Wuren's strength has improved to such an extent!" We're still getting old! ”

The Grand Wizard of Batugar laughed: "What? Ready to get old? No eyebrows! Today's decisive battle is imminent, why don't you and me compare? ”

"Look who killed the giants with more bones!"

The arrogance of the Wumei Dao rose sharply, and he roared loudly: "Good! Then let's compare and compare! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already jumped up, and his body appeared steadily on the skeleton of a giant. The pine pattern ancient sword in his hand was full of golden light, and with a sword in his hand, the arm of the giant corpse instantly left his shoulder.

The giant corpse did not feel pain, but the fall of his shoulder made him furious, and with a roar, seven or eight giant corpses surrounded him.

The no-eyebrow Dao chief laughed, and the pine pattern ancient sword in one hand was superb. Relying on his great mastery of shrinking the ground into inches, he suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already lying on the back of the neck of a giant's corpse, and slashed his neck with a sword.

The giant head of the giant's corpse crashed and then flew up a cloud of smoke. The fracture of the skull made the three souls and seven spirits of the giant of the Longbo Kingdom have nothing to hide, and they quickly drilled out of their bodies.

Unexpectedly, the head of the Wumei Dao had already made preparations, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, a drop of black water spun up and down.

The water droplets looked inconspicuous, but as soon as they appeared, the humidity around them rose rapidly, and the dry rocks that had been blown by the wind were instantly covered with a layer of misty water vapor.

The spell in the hand of the Eyebrow Dao Leader changed, and one bubble after another rose up, and one of the bubbles began to shrink rapidly as soon as it came into contact with the Three Souls and Seven Spirits of the Lord of Death.

While shrinking and retreating, it fell into the hands of the Eyebrow Dao Chief in an instant.

The Eyebrow Dao Chief sneered, stretched out his hand and pinched it, and several Longbo Kingdom giants fell to the ground in an instant, not moving.

What is the difference between the corpse of a giant without a soul and a pile of rotten meat?

Batugar smiled slightly, stretched out his hands and slapped them heavily on the ground. This beat, on the surface, seems to be soft and weak, it seems to be just a press on the ground.

But the few giants in front of him didn't know what was going on, and they stumbled one after another, falling directly to the ground.

Compared with the exorcists, Batugar took the path more like the great witch of the Fuxi era. They also use yin and yang, but they don't use runes.

It is another unknown means that carries the breath of yin and yang.

After the giants of the Lombok Kingdom fell, they struggled two or three times in a row, but they never got up. The surrounding giants of the Longbo Kingdom hurriedly reached out to help, but as soon as they touched their companion's body, their bodies fell again like a gourd rolling on the ground.

The three Lombard giants fell, and immediately became six.

The remaining Lombard giants were simple-minded, didn't think much about it at all, and subconsciously continued to help, so six became twelve.

To put it bluntly, the giant corpse is not a real Lombo giant after all. Their brains are severely damaged, and they only know how to act on instinct.

There are only a few corpses of giants with spiritual intelligence, who still remember the past glory of the giants of the Lombard Kingdom, and still have the pride of being a giant in their hearts.

The twelve giants were lying on the ground and constantly struggling, but Batugar changed a dozen strange postures with his hands in a row, and suddenly with a loud shout, he saw the flames rise into the sky, turning the twelve giants into a sea of fire.

The Eyebrow Daoist extended his thumb to Batu Gar, the great shaman of the shamanic religion is indeed extraordinary!

Suddenly, a thick wooden stick swept across Batugar's waist and swept at it. Before the stick arrived, the cold wind blew in his face.

The face of the Eyebrow Dao Chief changed color slightly, but if he said that he would go to the rescue now, no one was sure: the other party's speed was too fast!

He only had time to shout, "Batuu! Be careful! ”