While everyone on the deck of the Dharma Boat soaring in the air, overlooking the traces of the barbarian army in the forest, on the ground, the hundreds of elite cavalry who were walking in the last position of the barbarian array in the forest, driving countless prisoners of war to move slowly, also seemed to have a sense of abnormality.

Most of them drove their mounts, waved their meniscus swords, and ran wildly, shouting as hard as they could to stop the captured slaves, while a few of them trampled on their bodies without regard for the safety of the slaves, and made a bloody path towards the front of the barbarians.

On the deck of the flying boat, the Yanhuang monks and warriors who had gathered at the bow of the ship saw their compatriots from afar, and their lives were trampled and tortured like grass mustard, and all the bloody people were angry and angry, and their breathing became heavy, especially some young people with a short temper, they couldn't help but pinch the magic trick in their hands, and their bodies were lucky, so they wanted to recklessly rush into battle to kill the enemy.

At this moment, a quiet voice sounded on the Dharma boat, "Don't be distracted and reckless when you are in battle.

Since the barbarians in the forest have stopped marching and are ready to fight with us head-on, some of them will destroy their bodies and take their lives, and they will be punished by the criminals of our Yan Huang Shangbang, so why do you have to fight for a moment and act recklessly..."

At the same time as that voice sounded, there was a slight chill in the recipient's heart, and then he felt a refreshing emerald green brilliance rippling across the entire deck of the Dharma Boat, suppressing the churning qi and blood in everyone's chest.

After calming down, a member of the Ahan faction responded loudly: "What Uncle Tianqing said is very true, it is better to be cautious before the two armies, anyway, this situation does not allow those forest barbarians to retreat, so we will follow the dispatch of the division commanders and make plans." ”；

"What Senior Brother Dao Yan said is reasonable, this battle is not a competition of fighting methods and martial arts, but a crowd of enemies, and there are other particulars, so you must not act recklessly." …

This pandering voice naturally attracted the attention of everyone on the deck of the Dharma Boat, and only then did he cast the Insight Spell of the Clear Heart, and the blessing range was enough to cover the Lixu place, and at this moment, it was hanging high in the air, staring solemnly at Shi Tianqing, who was in the changing battle formation of the people in the forest in the distance.

Feeling the scorching gaze of hundreds of cultivators and warriors on him, Shi Tianqing, who has a heaven-level cultivation and has a very high self-esteem, is no longer polite, and his head is not lowered and he commands in a loud voice: "Listen to the truth, that barbarian soldier in the forest is a beast cannibal, without compassion, and after a battle, he will inevitably use the flesh and blood of the captured Yanhuang people as a wall, and ruin our spirit..."

At the same time that he began to lay out all kinds of cruel tactics that were only suitable for being said in the moment before the battle, thousands of elite soldiers in the front and middle of the barbarian army in the distant forest began to turn around and rush into the group of prisoners of war, waving their weapons in the midst of the noise and wailing, and wantonly slaughtering the surrounding Yanhuang captives.

Soon, on the originally dry and cold earth, blood overflowed, and it gathered into a small river, slowly flowing among tens of thousands of corpses.

At this time, in the rear column after the change of the barbarian army in the forest, a group of soldiers decorated with ordinary armor made of animal skins and fine iron, gold and silver, with half-bald heads, leaving only long braids tied to the tail of the beast, were completely different, and their bodies were wrapped in robes made of thin vines and tree tendons and the bark;

No eyebrows, no hair, no beard;

The strange man holding a wooden staff of different lengths in his hand, seeing this tragic scene, all showed a chilling smile, and only one of them had fine wrinkles between his eyebrows, and he looked the most old, and the person who had always been expressionless suddenly said in a deep voice: "It is the way of heaven for the weak to eat the strong, and for survival, self-preservation, and killing the enemy, no matter how many prisoners of war are slaughtered as the introduction to casting spells, they are all secretly in line with the way of heaven, and it is not a fault."

But the joy of slaughter is inhuman, and it will be punished by heaven one day.

You've been practicing for so long, and you still don't understand? ”

When the surrounding forest people wearing bark robes heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed a look of awe, restrained their smiles, lowered their heads and said in unison to the old man's meek voice: "With the teachings of the master, we will not dare to make mistakes again." ”

"I will not dare to do it again," said the old man, but when he heard this, he sighed, waved his hand, and said, "When you say this, you do not know the true meaning of my words."

That's it, this is not the time to teach the Fa, and you are not disciples under my robe, so whatever you think. ”

After finishing speaking, he groaned for a moment, suddenly shook his nose, sniffed the thick bloody breath in the air, raised the wooden staff in his hand and lightly touched the ground, rippling a gust of scattered breeze, and said, "Stop." ”

Although the tone of these two words was not large, they were sent to the ears of every forest barbarian above the battle array with the breath of the wind, stopping their atrocities of continuing to massacre Yanhuang prisoners of war.

At this time, the Dharma Boat of the Ahan Sect was finally fluttering, hanging less than a foot above the ground on a fast slope.

Immediately after that, the monks and warriors who were loaded on the boat could not wait to show their abilities, either flying or jumping away from the ship and falling to the ground.

Looking at the mountain of corpses and blood that their compatriots hundreds of zhang away had turned into, they forcibly suppressed their temperament, and according to Shi Tianqing's instructions not long ago, they lined up in three columns, and after blessing the buff method, they rushed towards the barbarian army in the forest.

Zhang Longchu pretended to be a strong martial artist who practiced kung fu on the magic boat, and was ranked first in the first row at the time of the charge.

Although he was conceited that with his own strength, as long as he was not arrogant enough to challenge the heaven-level powerhouses in the barbarian army in the forest, his life would definitely not be in danger, but seeing the barbarians killing tens of thousands of prisoners of war and creating a tragic scene of corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, he secretly felt strange in his heart, and when he used the land flying technique, he did not compete for the first place at all, but cautiously deliberately postponed a little.

But he didn't expect that just after flying a few steps, a person in the same column jumped into the air, turned into a giant eagle, flapped his wings, and instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of zhang, and flew into the battle formation of the forest people.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the giant eagle flapped its wings vigorously again, and the countless feathers on its body five or six feet long turned into a rain of arrows, and shot down, and it was about to nail hundreds of elite knights and foot soldiers in the forest, along with the many Yanhuang prisoners of war around them, to the ground.

"Cover." In the distance, the old strange man at the end of the forest array saw this scene, and gently spat out a word from his mouth, and the blood that overflowed within a radius of several miles turned into countless crimson chains in an instant, standing up like a living snake, winding into a dense net above the heads of the barbarians in the forest, blocking the arrow feathers in the sky.

Then I saw the old strange man waving the wooden staff in his hand, and said, "Lock." The dense net of blood suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of blood, a small part of which burst onto the giant eagle's body, and the rest fell to the ground again.