Chapter 383: Barbarian Saint

Everyone walked out of the martial arts hall, overlooking the endless blue army below, with no end in sight.

The dragon flag on behalf of the Great Jin Dynasty is hunting.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jinglong suddenly became arrogant: "I want to see if I'm the 'sky' or the 'yellow sky'." ”

Wuhe City is a military town located on the frontier.

The city wall alone is twenty zhang high, and countless frontier poets have written inscriptions here, which has already formed a similar thing to a literary treasure, and the city wall is extremely strong, even if it is a master at the level of a barbarian king, it is difficult to break through.

And further on is the territory of the Niuman, where generations of soldiers have guarded this place, creating a myth that has not fallen for three hundred years.

Over the years, I don't know how many strong opponents I have encountered, and even the barbarian saint has returned several times in vain.

Chen Jinglong believes that with himself, this group of fierce thieves will end up defeated.

The number of soldiers was about 300,000, and the discipline of each phalanx was clear, and there was not a single murmur.

These can be said to be one of the strongest elite soldiers of the Great Jin Kingdom.

Although there are only 300,000 people, the combat effectiveness of an ordinary million-strong army is still much stronger.

Chen Jinglong painted in the void and wrote a poem about the barracks.

The moment the pen was written, ten thousand golden rays of light fell into the crowd below.

The soldiers below instantly felt that they were full of strength, their spirits were uplifted, and they had inexhaustible energy all over their bodies.

"Let's go!"

"Mighty!!"

The army erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and the sound waves scattered the clouds in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Chen Jinglong gave an order, and the army broke through the pass, leaving only a part of the people guarding the pass.

Five hundred miles away from Wuhe City, a large group of bull-headed monsters gathered at this time. 、

Most of these monsters were dressed in animal skin clothing, some covered with leaves, and some were striped and wore nothing.

The body of this group of cattle barbarians is five meters high, and the leader of the three pure iron black armor envelops the whole body.

Standing in front of the military formation is like a high mountain.

An untraceable line of blood stretched out from the back of each minotaur's head, and hundreds of thousands of blood lines were connected together, condensing into a blood-red banner in the air.

Qi and blood stained the sky scarlet.

At this moment, the scarlet sky suddenly changed, and a minotaur with a unique temperament slowly walked from the air.

Knock knock!

Every step seems to step on the hearts of the barbarians present, and people can't help but boil their blood.

The barbarians in this sky looked the same as the other soldiers, and even smaller in stature, only more than three meters tall.

The most eye-catching thing is his eyes, which contain boundless killing intent in their pure black eyeballs.

The killing intent turned into substance, forming a blood cloud covering a radius of hundreds of miles above his head.

This monster is the Bull Barbarian Saint.

After coming into contact with the gaze of the barbarian saint or being shrouded in a blood cloud, the Niu Man's eyes below instantly turned blood-red, the muscles all over his body were knotted, the blood vessels burst out, and his body was doubled.

"Good! Morale is available. Niu Mansheng nodded, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Taiping Dao killed a barbarian king, completely angering this barbarian saint.

There are only four barbarian kings in the Niu Barbarian Clan, and there are only three left, which is also a big loss for him.

Of course, it is more of an affront to one's own dignity.

"It seems that I haven't been out of the mountain for a long time, and the Terrans are starting to be afraid of me."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Niu Mansheng's eyes, "Let you fight for a while, and then let you see my anger." ”

He decided in his heart that after he laid this Xiongguan, he must have three days of carnival with the soldiers.

During these three days, the clansmen could wantonly loot property and torture human beings.

In any way, there will be no punishment.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, hehe, the human strategy is still very useful." Niu Mansheng looked at the abyss and looked in the direction hundreds of miles away.

Following Niu Mansheng's gaze, he saw a pale blue torrent and a bright yellow torrent gradually approaching.

Soon they will bump into each other.

On this side of the battlefield, both sides have already seen each other, and they can even see the pattern on the flag.

However, both sides did not stop, but walked straight towards each other, and no one attacked, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

The sky reverberated with a 'boom' sound, and the heavy sound hit everyone's hearts hard, making people a little breathless.

Chen Jinglong sat in the carriage at the rear of the battlefield, closed his eyes and pondered.

Suddenly, he sensed something, looked back, and collided with a gaze.

Syllable!

Where the eyes met, thousands of blue electric lights were aroused.

A clear blue light illuminated the gray sky.

The people of insight around him were shocked when they saw it.

"This is the eyes like electricity, lightning and flint!" Li Wenying sighed.

It was the first time he had seen a human gaze burst with such power.

If it is a person with a lower cultivation, I am afraid that it is very likely to be killed by the gaze.

"You're the Lu Li Demon?" Chen Jinglong frowned and asked.

"I'm Lu Li, but I'm not a demon." Lu Li sat in the clouds and said with a smile, "In comparison, you are more like a demon." ”

"Hmph, there is a set of demagoguery, I'm a little curious, how did you confuse Li Wenying and others." Chen Jinglong said with interest.

Li Wenying is upright and upright, and she can't tolerate a trace of injustice in her heart.

In his opinion, the other party must have used some demon magic to make Li Wenying loyal.

"Now give you another chance, if you are caught now, I will only kill you, and the others will be spared the death penalty, how about it?" A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Jinglong's mouth.

Lu Li shook his head and smiled, and then waved his hand.

The Taiping Dao people suddenly roared, drank the talisman water, blessed the spell released by the talisman master, and rushed forward with great momentum.

Now each has an invulnerable body, as well as a strong recovery ability. Even if you fight alone with Niu Man, you can easily kill the opponent.

Seeing the enemy rushing towards him, the Great Jin side was not to be outdone, and many Confucian scholars began to chant or write war poems, adding various states to the soldiers.

This kind of scene reminded Lu Li not only of the priest in the online game.

The blessed sides became extremely strong, and the hard ground was as soft as mud, and when you stepped on it, it sank into a deep pit.

The two sides are like a huge war beast, slamming into each other.

There are also some masters in the Great Jin team who summon verbal swords and swords, and verbal battles against the enemy.

Flying swords and thunder fell into the Taiping Dao camp, killing hundreds of people in an instant.

The Taiping Dao people also did not show weakness, and they used the thunder method and the stone falling technique to face the enemy, and also took away the elite of the other party.

For a while, the air was filled with colorful spell aura, falling stones. Thunder and flying swords danced.

In just a few breaths, thousands of people have been killed and wounded.

At this time, a huge mountain of pure gold pressed towards Chen Jinglong and the others, and Wang Teng and the Yangtze River Dragon God also used their own tricks.

In the face of the imminent attack, Chen Jinglong flew out of a wolf pen and wrote in the air.