Chapter 840: Emperor Yi is invincible in the Seven Realms

In the battle of the Seven Realms level, even Chen Weijia, the military god, could not interfere, she had not been obsessed with cultivation over the years, even if she absorbed the military momentum, at most she had the high-level combat power of the Six Realms, and she could not affect this battle at all.

At the same time, Yu Jieyi had already led the army to defeat the Wuhu army, and was besieging the Manchu Eight Banners together with the Huluo Group Army, the Black Dragon Army, the Nanban, and Daluo.

Seeing the Seven Realms on the Beili side suddenly erupt from afar, Yu Jieyi's face turned slightly pale, she naturally knew that this level of battle was not something she could meddle in at all.

However, the more she understood, the more aggrieved she felt in her heart.

"Why, why didn't I break through to the Seven Realms?"

The silver teeth bit lightly, Yu Jieyi turned her head and killed a Six Realms with an axe, and her heart was even more depressed.

Just when she was extremely aggrieved, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the northwest direction of Huangshan, and countless roars sounded in the distance, and she was stunned and stunned.

Not only him, but everyone here is subconsciously following the prestige, wanting to know whether it is friend or foe.

In the eyes of everyone, the first to enter their field of vision was not an iron cavalry or an infantry army, but a terrifying sandstorm that rolled up the ground and instantly filled the heavens and the earth.

This sandstorm is too terrifying, covering the sky and the sun, and the height of the rise is four or five hundred zhang high, not to mention the width it occupies, from a distance, the scale of this sandstorm can be compared with the entire Huangshan Mountain Range.

With the sand and dust that covered the sky and the sun, a hideous evil thought that penetrated the heart and soul suddenly rose from it, like thousands of halberd blades, and at the same time locked the seven realms of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, such as Huang Taiji, Xuan Ye, Fu Lin, and Meng Gu Zhezhe.

Huang Taiji was the first to sense the source of this evil thought, and his face immediately changed, and he said in shock: "You dare to ...... us"

"Die!" There was a cold cry in the sandstorm, and a black-gold light flashed out, and the three people who bore the brunt of it, Huang Taiji, Xuan Ye, and Fu Lin, didn't even have time to speak, and their heads were cut off in an instant.

Meng Gu Zhezhe and the other Seven Realms were all shocked and changed color when they saw this, and hurriedly turned around and wanted to escape, but Yang Lulu, Luo Weikun, Fu Feng and others would let them escape, and they were all desperately trying to stop them.

In the midst of the loud rumbling sound, the ground in the west of Huangshan shook wildly, and the storm composed of pure black gold gravel swept in, and then slowly retracted, and finally shrank to only five zhang square, revealing the mighty army of tens of thousands below.

And within the black gold storm that was only five zhang square, Emperor Wanyan stepped on the void with the Tsar's halberd in his hand, but the handsome woman's face was haunted by a killing machine that made people feel cold.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and Emperor Wanyan slowly raised the Tsar's halberd, pointed at the front, and indifferently spit out a word.

"Kill. ”

Boom! In an instant, Wanyan's minions, Wanyan and Period's four Dajin Seven Realms rose up one after another, leading 50,000 vanguard troops to rush towards the Beili army.

And Emperor Wanyan's body turned into a sand, re-evolving into a terrifying storm that filled the heavens and the earth, dragging Wang Yaoda, Gu Hao, Wei Zhiya, Meng Tuzhi, Ji Long, Jin Sansheng, Su Shi, and Zhao Tingzhi into the storm.

"Wanyan Emperor One, you are the Eight Realms, dare to do something to us?"

"No! your breath is ......"

"Why did you fall down?"

Within the storm, the roars of Wang Yaoda, Gu Hao, Ji Long and others faintly came out, which also made Xue Feng, Su Jing, Song Kai and others full of consternation.

Houjin has surrendered to Dawen, and it is normal for Emperor Wanyan to come to help, but why did he fall to the half-step eight realms?

This question flashed in everyone's minds, at this time, Emperor Wanyan contained the six seven realms of Beili, Song Kai, Xuefeng, Su Jing and others were also empty-handed, except for Yang Renjie to deal with Chu Yuan, Li Yijian was surrounded by Song Kai's puppets, Song Kai, Xuefeng, and Su Jing flew to the east of Huangshan together to support Han Derang, Mu Langya, Xiang Beibei, Long Cheng and others.

Just when Fu Feng, Yang Lulu, Luo Weikun and others were besieging the remaining Seven Realms of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, an almost terrifying force suddenly erupted in the army.

Pure power!

"Ahaha! The old lady has finally arrived in the Seven Realms!" With the sound of arrogant laughter, Yu Jieyi jumped up with a big axe and pounced towards Haoge not far away.

With the addition of Yu Jieyi and the death of Huang Taiji, Xuan Ye, and Fulin, the Manchu Qing and Wuhu sides completely fell into disadvantage, and were completely suppressed by Fu Feng, Yang Lulu, Luo Weikun, Mantuo, Chen Yukun, Long Mingque, Rong Maniac and others.

It's just that although the advantages of the battle situation in the west, south, and north gradually shifted to the Dawen Dynasty, in the eastern battlefield, the Dawen Dynasty was still in a critical state.

Although Song Kai, Su Jing, Xuefeng and Nanban came to help, there were still too many seven realms on the Southern Song Dynasty, Zong Ze, Zhao Zhenzhi, Kong Le, Cui Zhengshan, Lu Jianmin, Wu Yuan, Yue Yun, Yan Yanghui, Bao Zheng, Wang Anshi, Ouyang Xiu, Zhu Chaoqun, Shibata Shengjia, and Li Yuezhou, Ming Zhou, Huang Xinyuan, Taishi, Taifu and others who had just recuperated and joined in.

For a time, the Dawen Dynasty was almost forced to gather together in the seven realms in the eastern part of the Yellow Mountain, which barely withstood the siege of the enemy's seven realms that was nearly twice as large.

With the passage of time, because of the disadvantage in the east, the defense line of the literary and artistic army was once again precarious, although Chen Weijia was mobilized in the center, but it was still unable to stop the mighty and never-ending offensive.

In fact, the most annoying situation for any strategist is that the enemy completely abandons any stratagem and simply forces his way forward with the advantage of numbers or strength, forcing his own side to play only a little trick in some parts, and can only fight the enemy head-to-head as a whole.

"Big brother, it seems that today's Dawen is dead!"

A punch shook back the opponent, and Lu Shan shouted with a smile on his face.

Glancing at the third brother, Chang Taiping shook his head helplessly, only the independent Xie Li at the front was expressionless, only the bottom of his eyes flashed with a faint gloom.

In the assessment of Evergreen Valley that year, the three brothers failed against Yao Ruoyu, and then Yao Ruoyu did not embarrass them, and over the years, the two sides have never intersected.

The original hostile relationship was just a battle of young people's wills, over the years, Yao Ruoyu ruled the southern and northern expeditions of Dawen, from the three realms in the early years, step by step to today's eight realms, even if Xie Li is such a high-minded and arrogant person, but also can't help but admire this peer.

Because of this, at this moment, when he saw that Dawen was about to perish completely, Xie Li's heart was also full of complexity, with relief, regret, anger, and it was difficult to speak.

On the opposite side of them, Gongsun Zhan, Li Shuyi, Zou Feifei, Huang Liu and others were impressively listed.

With the occupation of Jiangxi Road by the Dawen Dynasty, the Li family of Fuliang, the Zou family of Longxing, the Anrenjiang family, the Gongsun family of Raozhou and other families all surrendered, and these young people also led the elite of the clan to join the literary army and participated in the battle of Huangshan together.

The former comrades, today's opponents, even these young people are now close to thirty years old, with mature temperaments, but they don't feel complicated and indescribable.

Gongsun Family's Qiankun Three Qigong is good at breaking out in an instant, in the fierce battle of the previous few hours, Gongsun Zhan broke out three times in a row and killed the three Venerables and Six Realms, at this moment the skill was lost more than half, and his face was extremely pale.

Seeing the ferocious attack of the enemy army, Gongsun Zhan took a deep breath, stood up again, and when he saw Li Shuyi, he shook his head lightly to indicate that he was fine.

seemed to be aware of Gongsun Zhan's fighting intent, and Xie Li, Lu Shan, Chang Taiping and others on the opposite side were all solemn.

"Let's say a final goodbye!" Xie Li muttered softly, and took the lead in walking forward, Chang Taiping sighed softly, and as soon as he raised his hand, tens of thousands of soldiers around him also regrouped and moved forward, attacking towards the defense line that Gongsun Zhan and others were responsible for.

Seeing that the enemy army was getting closer and closer, Zou Feifei, Li Shuyi and others showed a bit of despair in their eyes, but none of them surrendered, but one by one they used their last true qi, intending to fight back to the death.

Just when the distance between the two sides was only a hundred zhang, Gongsun Zhan was about to order the archers in the rear to shoot, his expression suddenly moved, and he looked at the ground with some doubts.

In the distance, Xie Li and Chang Taiping also seemed to feel something, and they also looked at the ground with confused expressions.

In their gaze, the tens of thousands of troops led by Xie Li, Chang Taiping, Lu Shan and others were gradually shrouded in a shallow and thick shadow, and subconsciously, everyone looked up at the sky.

The gentle breeze slowly swept across the battlefield, and a behemoth like a mountain suddenly appeared in the depths of the sea of clouds, and fell fiercely towards the army below with terrifying might.

"What's that?!" Lu Shan's eyes widened and he roared.

Xie Li, Chang Taiping and the others were also shocked, and they all withdrew to dodge, but the giant thing came so quickly that they had just fled to the edge of the shadows, and the giant thing had already fallen to the ground.

With a bang, this place was as if the sky was falling apart, and tens of thousands of soldiers, whether it was the sixth realm or the second realm, were all smashed into flesh by that giant object in an instant.

It was not until this moment that Gongsun Zhan and the others, who were standing opposite, saw the appearance of the giant object clearly, as if the whole body was made of metal, the whole body was covered with dense rune seal spirit patterns, and there were humanoid hands and feet, and a pair of wings behind it were two hundred zhang long.

The supreme creation of the Mo family's puppet art - Mo Ao!

Slowly standing up, Mo Ao let out a dull roar like a ferocious beast, and then bent his legs, jumped up again, and fell in the direction of the Zhennan Army in the distance.

Cui Zhengshan was besieging Han Derang with Zong Ze, and when he noticed Mo Ao's movements, he didn't realize that his eyes were split, and he roared angrily: "Where is the monster, stop!" As he spoke, he had already turned around and raised his sword, and the sword light was like the horns of a white deer, spanning the heavens and the earth, wanting to block Mo Ao in mid-air.

It's just that the power of Mo Ao's fall is too terrifying, not to mention the heavy force obstacles that linger on his body, Cui Zhengshan's sword light only lasted for a moment, and was destroyed by the heavy force barrier.

Boom! It was another crash that shattered the heavens and the earth, and the eight thousand white deer cloud pattern cavalry and the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Zhennan Army around them were all crushed into powder by Mo Ao.

Many of the Seven Realms on the Southern Song Dynasty side changed color when they saw this, especially when they saw that Mo Ao seemed to be about to jump up again, Cui Zhengshan, Zong Ze, Lu Jianmin, Yue Yun, Wang Anshi, and Li Yuezhou The six Seven Realms abandoned their opponents together, and turned around and swept towards Mo Ao.

Once they are surrounded, even if Mo Ao is the strongest creation of the Mo family for thousands of years, and it is refined by the Mo family's ancestor himself, it will definitely not be able to survive.