The wind is constant all year round, and some of them are very gentle, very light, very clear, caressing people, with human affection. For example, what Yan Shu's poems write is that a spring is fragrant, and the wind in March is related to human feelings.

Some winds are very fast and very strong, blowing up the hair and sweeping people's minds. For example, Du Fu's, the wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

The wind and water rise, the wind and clouds surge, and the wind sends the fragrance of flowers.

When wind is combined with all things, there are endless possibilities in nature.

There is not only the slaughter of the north wind sweeping the ground and the grass folding, but also the majesty of Liu Bang's wind song.

When the wind gathered from all directions and was all contained in Jiang Xueyang's sword, I felt that the whole world was quiet.

And Jiang Xueyang also seemed to be incarnated as the god of wind at this moment.

"Lin Jiwen obeys the order!" Jiang Xueyang shouted loudly.

Hearing this, she stood solemnly and faced Jiang Xueyang.

"In the name of the wind, give you the slaughter of the north wind, urgent as the law, edict!"

As Jiang Xueyang recited this proverb, Zhai dipped in the sword of the mage, and the pheasant feathers of the concubine turned violently, and the dragon souls on all sides hunted by the flag.

At the same time, her whole person exuded a cold and bone-chilling murderous intent.

Whether it is the general of the broken army or the god of death, she is an extremely indifferent character, and she has been blessed by the north wind to kill, and her concubine is even more terrible than her knife, and she is shocking.

Not only did she get the suppression of the north wind, but the wind forest volcano, and the revenant soul disciples in her dragon soul banner were also solemn at the same time, and the battle intent soared, and the murderous aura skyrocketed!

"Xie Lan listens to the order!" Jiang Xueyang shouted at me.

"In the name of the wind, give you the misery of the west wind, and be as urgent as the law, edict!"

After she finished reading the proverb, I only felt a sudden chill all over my body, and then my heart glowed with endless killing intent, and the Wentian Sword in my hand made a trembling sound.

Even the spirit banner in the entrance reacted.

There was a revival wind in my entrance, which was also written by the wind god, and at this moment the east wind and the west wind resonated, and the vastness was endless.

The Demon Dao Ancestor's sword manifold rolled in the sea of my consciousness, as if I could wield it at will, and it would never be exhausted.

Not only was I affected by the increase in combat power, but the Qingqiu Fox Clan warrior camp I belonged to was also blessed by the blessing of the west wind at the same moment. The scimitar of the Qingqiu Fox Clan warrior was bright, and the murderous aura became more and more intense.

"Liu He is sorrowful, give you the mercy of the east wind, all things recover, and the wind and clouds rise again!"

What Liu Hechou commands is the Shocking Cloud Array, and what the Shocking Cloud Array wants is the power of recovery, which can keep the Shocking Cloud Array flowing smoothly, and condense the killing machine in the clouds to turn into a black cloud.

If the wind is too strong, it will bully the lord and blow away the clouds.

After the three divine winds came, Jiang Xueyang himself was subjected to the fierceness of the south wind and flew into the hurricane formation.

At this point, the Demon Dao disciples have completed the final baptism before the Armageddon, and their combat power has increased again.

And at this time, on Wolf Mountain, the murderous aura was overwhelming, and the ocean was like a sea. Before the troops were sent down the mountain, the heaven and earth that had already been inspired were dull, and the sun and moon were gone.

A full 200,000 Yin Mountain Dharma lineage army was divided into two ways and marched out from Wolf Mountain, on the left was the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, and on the right was the lifeless army of the Ghost Cultivator Sect.

It was the blood-clothed ghost king who commanded the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, and this person was shrouded in blood mist, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only glimpse a blood-red figure.

Most of the evil arts of the Ghost King Sect are related to blood souls, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, and as soon as the army appears, the air is full of ghost qi and bloody smell.

In the sky above the heads of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, the ghost qi rolled and the ghost shadow longed. They are all ugly-looking evil ghosts, and there is no distinction between humans and ghosts, and blood is used as a medium to link the spirits of people and ghosts together.

These disciples of the Ghost King Sect were all baptized by blood before they went out to fight, and the ghosts above their heads were all innocent people who had been brutally killed by the Ghost King Sect for so many years, and they all died with resentment, and they all became powerful ghosts.

Just looking at the 100,000 army of the Ghost King Sect made my heart beat wildly.

How many people do you have to kill to have such a strong blood, and how many people do you have to kill to have so many powerful ghosts and resentful spirits.

Looking at the Ghost Cultivation Gate again, the army of walking corpses was shrouded in a faint gray mist. The gray mist was dissolved by the corpse qi emanating from the bodies of the walking corpses, and was filled with the smell of decay and death.

The one who commanded the army of the walking corpses was none other than the True Monarch of the Soul Hook, this person was pale, obviously a living person, but he did not have half of the breath of a living person on his body, and he was even more indifferent than the walking corpse.

The True Monarch of Soul Hooking is the best at hooking people's souls away and refining walking corpses. I only knew that he had been evil for many years, but I didn't expect that the poison was so deep, and this army of 100,000 walking corpses was 100,000 innocent people before his death. In addition to the walking corpses, there are also rows of corpse kings and corpse generals in front of the walking corpse army. Legend has it that there is a huge corpse refining rope in the depths of the Yinshan Dharma Vein, and a hundred walking corpses are taken to fight in the rope, and the last one to survive is the corpse general. Take a thousand rows

The corpses are fighting in the ropes, and the last one to survive is the corpse king.

The combat power of the corpse general is at the peak of the Hedao, and the combat power of the corpse king is equivalent to a half-step Tianzun.

The number of corpses in front of them was as high as five hundred, and the corpse kings were also more than a hundred, although it was said that it was the accumulation of thousands of years of Yinshan Law Lineage, but they could also imagine how many innocent human races they had killed.

The disciples of the Ghost King Sect and the walking corpses were divided into two wings of Wolf Mountain, and there was still a vacant space between them, and it was obvious that there was still a military formation that was not in place.

Just when I was curious if the Wolf Chuan-kun would lead the troops into battle, a Yellow Turban Legion walked from the depths of the Wolf Mountain.

Legend has it that the Yellow Turban Army was the commander of the rebellion at the end of the Tang Dynasty. So as soon as I saw the Yellow Turban Army appear, I was solemn and vigilant in my heart, knowing that the biggest threat to the battle of the Demon Dao was still coming.

Escape is not necessarily hidden, what should come always comes.

The number of the Yellow Turban Army was small, only 5,000 men, all of them were shirtless men with big shoulders and round waists, with gold on their heads, and four-foot ghost-headed broadswords in their hands, which were held around their necks.

After occupying the open space in the middle, the Yellow Turbans formed two phalanxes. The phalanx had just been formed, and the murderous spirit was soaring into the sky.

There is still a corridor left in the middle of the phalanx, and at this moment, Huang Xiao himself is walking step by step along the corridor to the front of the formation.

The man was tall and imposing, dressed in heavy armor made of gold throughout, and carrying a giant two-handed sword. Wearing a general's helmet, the heroic shore is like a god.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Huang Xiao appeared, and the domineering military might of the peerless human demon not only enveloped the Yellow Turban Army, but even the disciples of the Ghost King Sect and the army of walking corpses on both sides were blessed by his military might.

This is the origin of the three armies of the brave crown!

In addition to military might, along with his footwork, there is also a murderous aura.

Legend has it that Huang Xiao killed people at the end of the Tang Dynasty, claiming to have slaughtered eight million people, and the murderous atmosphere was like a sea.

It's my current state of mind, and I feel like my scalp is tingling when I face the murderous aura he blooms.

There is no doubt that Huang Xiao's combat power is definitely at the peak of the half-step Tianzun, and there is only a line away from the Tianzun in order to kill the Dao.

Although she has been sealed as a god, her combat power can only be called a super powerhouse in the half-step Tianzun, which is slightly inferior to Huang Xiao's unshakable peak status.

I'm the same, although I've already started the magic sword, the law of seven killings that I have mastered itself limits the power of the magic sword, and even though I have cultivated to improve my speed, I don't have the ability to face Huang Xiao head-on now.

Fortunately, we have the blessing of the god of wind.

My sister-in-law got the North Wind Kill, and I got the West Wind Fierce, which gave us the strength to fight with the Yellow Owl.

Thinking of this, there is a bit of a situation in my heart, if Jiang Xueyang fails to ascend the altar and preach for nine days, from the moment Huang Xiao appears, the victory rate of the Demon Dao is already very slim.

Huang Xiao took a step at a time, and he was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Behind him, there were two gorgeous women dressed in extremely charming clothes, one was a thousand-faced rakshasa and the other was a water fairy.

Behind the two women is a group of tulle palace slaves, all of whom are beautiful and beautiful, turning all beings upside down. The spring love between the eyebrows is revealed, and the spring water is crossing. The lotus step is gently shaken, and the milk waves are stacked, and the temptation is extreme.

The yellow owl with a golden armor walks in front of the beauty, like a king out of the harem, showing the domineering spirit of the emperor.

A touch of spring in the war not only did not reduce Huang Xiao's fighting spirit, but infinitely superimposed the power of the emperor for him.

Huang Xiao has no god position, and he can't release the power of the gods, so in order to confront the coercion of the god of death, he made this kind of imperial battle, and ten thousand armies, rivers and mountains, and beautiful women are all in one.

The Grim Reaper's coercion is ineffective against the living, but the Emperor's power of the Yellow Owl ignores the category of living beings.

Seeing this, my heart grew heavier.

However, the next scene made my heart tremble!

The five thousand Yellow Turban warriors who formed a phalanx suddenly stepped forward, and when they walked between the two armies of Yinshan and Demon Dao, the four of them lined up horizontally.

The ghost head knife on the shoulder reverses the handle and kisses the neck with a horizontal knife.

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor! ”

As Huang Xiao recited this poem with a divine thought, the five thousand yellow turban shirtless soldiers suddenly became ruthless and cut off their heads alive.

The head fell to the ground, and the five thousand cavities spurted blood in unison.

Blood Sacrifice!

This is the mystery of the cause and effect of the Yellow Owl's slaughter of 8 million people.

Killing is the original sin, and Huang Xiao killed life without dying, because of the use of blood sacrifices, so he did not die for thousands of years, nor did he lose his longevity.

After the blood sacrifice, Huang Xiao raised the two-handed big sword in his hand, pointed at the demon path camp, and shouted in his mouth: "Murder is not guilty, blood sacrifice to the common people, kill!" At the same time, the concubine drew her sword and stuck it on the ground, knelt on one knee and bloomed the military might of the god of death, releasing the revenant soul disciple in the dragon soul leaning on the flag, and shouted in her mouth: "Demon Dao disciple, thousands of times are red!" Kill! ”