Brush Lala...... The yin wind blows the yellow sand on the top of the mountain, and the desert under the moonlight actually carries a kind of loneliness and atmosphere of the desert and the sunset of the long river.

In the dilapidated Martyrs' Shrine, Zhao Yun sat on an abandoned stone. Hold your hands straight and place them on an empty scabbard in front of you. Where the scabbard touched the ground, extremely complex Yin talismans quietly emanated. Slowly crawl through the room.

The wind blew through the hollow crevices of the Martyrs' Shrine, like a thousand ghosts crying. Blowing his black hair, it flew up almost straight.

Under the moonlight, darkness shrouded the mountain tops like a tide, like the sea before a storm, and under the surrounding mountain fog that never dissipated, I don't know how many Yin soldiers were staring at this place.

The surging killing intent turned this dark night into a dead silence. In the silence, a second voice suddenly sounded in the martyr's shrine: "Why bother. ”

"Although the sons and daughters of the Immortal Heaven are brave, they also respect the brave warriors. I can swear to the Immortal Heaven that I will never annihilate your soul. Although I don't know who you are...... But you just have to take refuge in Ben Khan. I will make your name known at home and abroad! ”

"This is my promise to you, the ancestor of Genghis Khan. You are a rare hero, and a hero, worthy of respect. ”

Zhao Yun smiled.

is obviously handsome to the point of coldness, but when he laughs, he gives people a feeling like spring breeze and rain: "Then do you know, what do history books say about me?" ”

"I don't know."

Zhao Yun looked at the sky calmly, and there was a broken tile in his eyes, and the bright moon in the sky was vaguely visible. His voice did not show off at all, but only stated the facts: "I have no long body, only courage." ”

"You are no longer the emperor, and if you enter the Yin Division, you have to obey the order of the dead! I'll take care of what the underworld can't manage. I'll catch what the underworld can't catch! Yin Si takes people, idleness and retreat, do you think it is a joke? ”

"Great Khan, if you offend my China, although you are far away, you will be punished, if you are like my heavenly might, although it is difficult, you will be punished...... Although the underworld is now in decline, the capital is the capital, and the underworld is the underworld! ”

The sound was like thunder, but it could not be heard outside the Martyrs' Shrine at all, as if it was said to Temujin, and even more so as to ...... It was said to the last remnant soul of the Immortal Heaven behind him.

Silent.

After a long time, the voice sounded again: "Who doesn't want to be famous in history?" I can do it, you can do it. But with that yellow-mouthed kid just now, can he make you famous for eternity? ”

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Yun snorted: "Hades, you are also qualified to discuss?" ”

"Good." The voice was equally calm: "I, Temujin, have been all my life, and the whole of Europe and Asia is trembling under my horsewhip. There are not many people who can remember, and you are one of them. Hopefully, you'll still be able to laugh when the hooves of the 'Whip of God' crush your formation. ”

"The gates of the Immortal Heaven are always open to you."

"Amur. Bye-huh, Qini, Husi. ”

Good luck.

No one spoke anymore.

The air was so hot that it was cold, as if swords were ringing in unison, and everyone knew that they had already had too many conversations like this. It's short, and there's nothing new about it. This is the last time, though.

The last silence.

The last temptation.

Then...... It's just a poor dagger!

The remnant soul of the Immortal Heaven could not afford to wait, especially when he found another Yama coming.

Temujin couldn't wait, after hundreds of years of repression, he couldn't wait to see the light of day.

The Emperor of the Underworld and the national teachers are also eager for ...... Longing for their time to re-envelop the land.

Once brilliant, the opportunity is in front of you, how can you be willing to be silent?

This sea of darkness, at this moment, has reached a boiling point.

As the minutes passed, everyone was making the final preparations. At midnight on the 26th, out of nowhere, a slight bell sounded.

"I, we, we, are we really going to go?" Around Qin Ye, there was a circle of cultivators with yellow faces and thin muscles. Everyone is holding a talisman in their hands, with black characters on a red background, and the lines are extremely complicated. Huddled beside Qin Ye and asked tremblingly.

They are not afraid of catching ghosts, and even say that they are in business. But the premise is ...... It's a powerful ghost that can be grasped.

A battle of this level is not in their consideration at all! Not even the most horrific nightmares!

"You don't need to do anything, take the talisman and sit down in the place I designated. People don't die, and don't move. Di listened to the sudden silence in the mountains. and the sound of swaying dead trees under the mountain mist, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to see what you have been afraid of these past few weeks? ”

"But ......"

"No, but." Qin Ye said calmly: "No one will come to save you, either survive and regain your freedom, or die here and bury your bones." ”

After saying this, he was no longer in the mood to encourage the other party, but stared at the bottom of the mountain fog.

There has been enough to say in the past few days, and it is useless to sharpen the gun in battle.

There was silence for a few seconds, and then countless crows croaked and rushed up to the sky, and the mist below writhed wildly. It's like countless piranhas beneath the surface of the sea, about to rush out of this instantly boiling ocean and tear the people on the island to pieces!

"Gollum ......" I don't know which monk swallowed his saliva fiercely, on the top of such a mountain where pins could be heard, it should be extremely clear. However, the drums of the earth-shattering war instantly engulfed his voice.

The mountain god plays the drums!

Knock knock! The fierce drums of war echoed through the mountains. In the next second, in all directions, the sound of horses' hooves slowly sounded.

Far away.

Listening to the sound and distinguishing the position, it is about a thousand meters.

A lot.

Dense, like rain falling on the earth, endless.

At the beginning, it was still slow, rhythmic overture to the rain curtain, and in less than five seconds, the four wildernesses were deafening, like the sound of horses' hooves of thunder and thunder, rumbling and smashing over!

There was no roar.

There was no shouting to kill.

There is only the silent, the deadly, the oppressive charge of the hosts! Stormy!

Thundered!!! If it was just a wave on the surface of the sea just now, it had turned into a monstrous wave in an instant, heading straight to the Jiangxin Island of Mashou Peak. The sound that the heavens and the earth are going to be trampled, the kind of killing intent that the universe is going to be razed, and the invisible ghost killing intent erupts in an instant, forming a majestic 10,000-meter vortex around Mashou Peak!

If the Yellow Mountain sea of clouds, spectacular.

At the peak of the sea of clouds, Qin Ye raised his hand. In the charge of heaven and earth, it is like a torch on the top of a mountain.

Getting closer and closer, the vortex in all directions is getting faster and faster! Just when the front was still three hundred meters away from the peak, the sound of horses' hooves had shattered the sky, and he suddenly pressed his hand: "Array!" ”

Damn it! All the cultivators bit their lipes and desperately ran to the position where they had been practicing for several days, biting their fingertips and smearing them on the talisman with blood.

Brush ——! The talisman bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, and all ascended to the heavenly dome, and countless complicated talismans spiraled out of it like vines, drawing a picture in the void.

Boom ——!! The impact sound that made this heaven and earth temporarily lose their voices instantly engulfed other sounds. Countless ripples bloomed around Mashou Peak, which was a sign of countless Golden Horde cavalry charging formations fearlessly to death.

The rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

Here it comes...... Here it comes!

Qin Ye never imagined that he would face the Golden Horde Forbidden Army, which was famous all over the world and became the whip of God by Europe. However, it is strange that now I only feel the blood boiling in my heart. He quietly listened to the sound of horses' hooves resounding through the heavens and the earth, one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters......

Two hundred meters!

His hand pressed suddenly: "Open!" ”

The opening word fell, all the cultivators bit their index fingers together, donated blood and smeared it on the talisman, and suddenly, the white light on the talisman was released, and the yin talisman extended like vines, slowly intertwined in the air, and finally, it turned into a hundred-meter-high picture of Lao Tzu riding a bull.

Di listened to the claws together: "The purple qi comes from the east for 30,000 miles, and the first 5,000 words of Hanguan." Lao Tzu gasifies three clears! ”

Brush ——! Lao Tzu rode the bull west, suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and then blew gently. In one breath of ninety thousand miles, the mountain-like mist between the peaks disappeared in an instant, and everything below was finally completely presented in front of Qin Ye's eyes.

Cavalry.

Countless cavalry!

Riding a skeletal warhorse and wearing pitch-black armor. At the forefront, there is a steel torrent of iron float, and behind it, there is a scimitar brigade that is neatly photoshopped. Finally...... There are countless mounted archers, more than 50,000!

Under the feet of every cavalryman, there were flashes of the complex patterns of the immortal sky, and tens of thousands of horsemen reflected each other, like ghosts and stars. Among the endless cavalry, fifteen banners embroidered with the dragon banner fluttered in the wind, which were the fifteen immortal emperors of the Yuan Dynasty except for Temujin, and their strength was all at the level of judges. And under the flag, there are two Dao Monarch-level Yin Qi.

There is a Yuan dynasty, the national fortune ninety-eight, the emperor fifteen, the national teacher two, and now, gathered in Mashou Peak!

In front of them, there was a thin curtain of light, which had been eliminated to the final stage. The yin charm above is uncertain. And inside......

Nothing!

Mashoufeng has three layers of defense.

The outermost layer is the crumbling light curtain, and the innermost layer is where the Martyrs' Shrine is located. And in the middle......

It's them.

Eight people and one dog, facing the tens of thousands of Golden Horde forbidden troops known as the whip of God!

Rumble!! In less than five minutes, the sword light was like snow, the arrows were like locusts, and the last thin light curtain countless golden butterflies flew in the air. Tens of thousands of cavalry rushed in like mercury, and the suffocating murderous aura and the cloudy aura in the sky covered the entire mountain like a carpet.

"My ...... God", "Buddha bless ......", "Grass! Hasty!! The cultivators' eyes were torn apart, staring at the clouds flying in all directions, but no one dared to make a move.

Time seems to be silent at this moment.

Not really silence. It's the kind of storm that is about to pour down, embracing destruction...... Dead.

The killing intent froze for time, and the yin qi rushed straight to the bull fight. In the midst of this slaughter, the first shout in history exploded the audience with immature Chinese.

"For Tengger !!"

Kill!

I came, I saw, I conquered!

Moving like thunder and anger, quiet like the condensation of the river and the sea. The cloud vortex charged frantically towards the center, and in front of them, there was only one person.

Brush...... A bone umbrella was slowly propped up, and Qin Ye looked at the cavalry getting closer and closer, and could even see the snowy blades in their hands. At the moment when it approached the range of fifty meters, the yin qi of the whole body exploded, forming a circle of pitch-black shock waves that swept across the top of the mountain, and the cavalry at the front was swept upside down and flew out!

The power of the king.

"Yin errand take people, idle retreat!!" Qin Ye glared angrily at the tens of thousands of cavalry in front of him: "A group of ghosts and ghosts dare to show their might in front of the king?!" ”

Brush Lala...... Behind the flickering ghosts, there are yin spirits with mouths as big as black holes, zombie-like dead corpses, young men bleeding from seven orifices, and even more ...... Inky black baby.

"Kwon Kyung-ho, Yoo Chang-min."

"The subordinates are here."

"This is not a king's minister, but a traitor." He waved his hand: "Kill them all!" Not a single one to stay! ”

"Yes!!"

The hundred ghosts who had not yet taken shape walked at night, turned into a boundless yin wind, roaring and rushing straight towards the cavalry group. At the same time, Qin Ye turned his head to look at the Martyrs' Shrine.

Brother Zhao, did you hear that?

That's all we can do, and whether you can take that step or not is ultimately up to you.

In the Martyrs' Shrine, a pair of closed eyes finally opened slowly.

In the next second, the yin qi was like, forming a terrifying pillar of black light, straight into the sky! The whole canopy is dark! In the next second, countless blood-red eyes opened, nailed to him, and then ...... Two figures were seen.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here." He slowly picked up the scabbard on the ground: "Great Khan, dare to fight?!" ”