"What do you think this is, just leave if you want...... How is that possible?" Tetsuko's voice suddenly changed in mid-air: "You guys...... Is there still a mystery that can't be done?" was more of a greedy voice in his tone, obviously ready to kill and touch the corpse.

However, the Hellworship will not explain to them what teleportation is.

"Shao Luo Sou, how can this seat have to fight until the last moment. The voice of the prison worship was extremely condensed: "I don't think you have the courage to duel!"

"Yellow-mouthed child, Hugh has to take advantage of some tongues. Another person who was traveling with Zhezi said in a deep voice: "This is Pershing, a place managed by the emperor and the imperial court, not your free and loose martial arts competition, the rule here is that thieves must die! ”

He seemed to shout bravely, but instead of standing out like a real brave general, he ordered the iron horsemen in the front row to line up in a denser formation, apparently trying to use the people in front of him as a meat shield to block the Chosen Spear that might be issued by the Hell.

"Little guy, this seat thinks it's better for you to surrender, although your fellow disciples have all moved away, but I'm afraid that the mysterious weapon will also be used up, right? Tetsuko hid behind the cavalry phalanx and persuaded that the archers were ready again to shoot the lone chainmail warrior into a sieve with the soul-scattering arrows at the command of the commander.

Prison worship heard from Tetsuko's tone that he was insincere, obviously this kind of rhetoric was just a superficial article, and it seemed that he was very benevolent and righteous, but how could Jianzhou slave's words be taken seriously? Bai Prison let out a very dissatisfied cold snort from his nostrils, and reached out and inserted the long knife into the scabbard.

He distinctly felt a huge cold air brewing from the ground in front of him, and it was clear that the enemy had realized that she was really going to launch the Chosen Spear.

But—

"Apply for D-Gear!"

He was embarrassed to say it, otherwise he would really be regarded as a charlatan who used some bullshit witchcraft, he only recited it silently in his heart, and really hoped that the system would give him approval for the sake of her being under siege.

D equipment, in fact, is not fundamentally different from the equipment on Du Wuxin's body, it is made of silver dust, which can change the battle soul skill into magic props in a limited way, these props can only be used with the war soul skill, and once used, although the attack distance will not be extended much, but before the time limit is over, the war soul skill that can only be used in the Tianze duel will directly become mass destruction magic.

And in order to harness this terrifying power, it must be premised on comprehending the way of killing.

Unfortunately, Prison Worship even developed the final battle mystery with the Battle Soul Technique, and his killing path has already far surpassed Du Chuanchang, and the effect of unleashing this powerful martial art may be doubled.

After he said this, he quietly waited for fate to come, and an abnormal red light suddenly flashed on his body, and then a large amount of golden soul mist appeared in the air around him.

"The current situation is being assessed...... AI judgment, positive 3 passes, negative 0 passes, demonstration result: application accepted!"

Defining coordinates ......

"Mobilizing library resource ......"

"Issue D equipment to lock coordinates, attention! The effective time is only thirty minutes!"

Just as Hellworship was alone in the confrontation with a whole team of Eight Banner Iron Cavalry, a silent heat flowed through his body, and the originally dark brown chain mail suddenly lit up with golden beams of light, like lasers shooting in different directions.

"Be careful! He's about to start the battle spirit transformation!" Tetsuko's voice was not full of horror, but overflowing with excitement, as if the battle spirit transformation of the prison worship had special research significance for him.

"All guns and ready to charge!" The general beside Tetsuko was not excited at all, he had seen a lot of the crazy counterattack of the desperate enemy, and it was just a matter of business for this situation, and with his order, the iron cavalry in front of the prison raised their guns at the same time, and the sharp square cone spears were aimed at his whole body.

The laser on his body diffused, turning into a circle of extremely complex ring-shaped magic arrays, and a lumpy golden soul mist spread out from the center of the magic array, these golden soul mist seemed to be much heavier than normal golden soul mist, and they sprayed out from the magic array and were immediately deposited on the soles of the feet of the Hell, and they were not directly attached to the corresponding parts of the body like ordinary Chosen ones using the Battle Soul Transformation.

That's not a battle spirit incarnation, but a war spirit summoning. There was no change in the body of the Worship Prison, but the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and in the golden soul mist, the golden rays of light outlined a huge and incomparable outline, and the Worship Prison, which originally gave people a heavy feeling like a mountain, was held up by a strange force, and flew up into the air like a feather.

The golden silhouette condensed into real horror before the general could call the shots again. The one-foot-tall body was like a miniature mountain, but it was covered with silver-white armor like tank armor, which was a series of long-inactive scales that cemented together to form a bony heavy armor, which emitted a steely reflection under the light of torches in the dark night. The four sturdy legs are twice as thick as those of the African elephant, like the four pillars in the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, there are no hideous barbs on them, only layers of armor like stacked steel plates, but they are more oppressive than any ferocious shape full of barbs. Compared to the huge body, such big thick legs look very thin and lean, because the chaotic and incomparably large body is the form as majestic as a battleship.

The front end of the huge body is a huge and sharp triangular head, without a neck, there is a short and sharp pyramid like a bayonet on the tip of the nose, a pair of sharp and long horns extend from the back of the eyebrow arch, it looks like two antennas, below the root of the long horn, in the triangular giant eyes, there is a cold and fierce light like Senluo, there is no trace of the fury that a beast should have, but it makes the person being targeted even more frightened. On his broad, flat back, he sat on it, holding a solitary horn of unknown purpose protruding from his back with one hand, and with the other hand, he gently climbed the handle of the knife behind his back.

The golden soul mist had receded, and the silver-white dragon showed its full form, a tail almost thicker than a leg swaying from side to side, and the rounded and swollen tail was like a siege ram.

Facing the one-foot-tall, five-foot, glacial dragons of the Jianzhou Desert, whether they were knights or generals, their faces changed. The Earth Walking Dragon, even the most ordinary Yellow Armor Earth Walking Dragon, is by no means what the cavalry is willing to deal with, from ancient times to the present, the military strength that is conducive to dealing with this kind of monster has never been only an infantry shield and spear array,

The cavalry is like a sharp sword, and the infantry shield and spear array is like a heavy and hard chisel, and the functions of the two are completely different. The infantry shield and gun array is a specialty of the southern country, and because of the lack of metallurgical industry, the slaves of Jianzhou still can't prepare such a large array even if they can equip them with guns, at least, the Eight Banners Iron Army in this alley first, can't.

And what they are facing at this time is not an ordinary earth-walking dragon, but a glacier drilling dragon, or a glacier earth-walking dragon, which is a more ferocious and more difficult giant beast than an ordinary earth-walking dragon, this kind of earth-walking dragon has only been seen by someone, and no one has ever really hunted it successfully.

War Spirit Beast: Steel Dragon.

Bai Prison Gao sat on the back of the steel dragon and became a dragon knight who was like a fake, but the so-called D pretend stupidity he applied for at this time was loading into his long knife through a circle of magic arrays.

The long knife, which was originally dark red and looked very ordinary, suddenly opened a row of blood-red eyes on the scabbard, and a cold with a sticky sense of heavy pressure that did not belong to the cold aura at all spread out from the prison worship, and the invisible radiation spots spread to a hundred steps away.

Heaven and earth resonated, and the ground under the steel dragon's feet turned into a pitch-black desert, and the dark night above his head suddenly fell, enveloping the light of all torches.

"All, charge in a straight line!" There was no longer the previous calm and composure in the deep voice, and when the tearing roar broke out, it was the uniform roar of the Eight Banners Iron Army and the chaotic roaring of horse hooves, and the armored war horse of the world's first cavalry finally galloped towards a person in this dark night.

"Kill!"

The roars of the soldiers were neat and monotonous, except for the sound of the horses running under their crotches, which converged into a magnificent river and rushed forward, drowning all the enemies.

As they started to pick up speed, darkness engulfed the light source, leaving the entire alley in a curtain-like darkness. The sudden darkness did not make the cavalrymen afraid, because they had long been enslaved and domesticated to the point that they had forgotten what it meant to be afraid, and only numbness and obedience remained in their little minds.

The sound of the cavalry galloping was mechanical, and although they should have run with the momentum of ten thousand galloping horses, they did not. The cavalrymen of the Red Banner, like the horses under their crotches, would only run ahead mechanically, allowing themselves to accelerate to the highest possible peak, and if any of them fell, the others would still step on those who had fallen and continue to move forward, and those who fell would not struggle, and let themselves become a piece of flesh.

In the darkness, all the crossbowmen lost their attacking power, for they could no longer see anything but listen to the sound of horses' hooves whistling almost in unison, but in the midst of the almost uniform sound of horses' hooves, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded.

The sound of horses' hooves was like a torrent, and the footsteps sounded like a whole mountain coming slowly, filled with a tremendous pressure that made the heart stop, and the footsteps slowly approached, followed by the roar of the dragon and a gray-blue spray.

Wherever the spray passed, the men and horses formed ice crystal sculptures, and then were smashed into fine ice powder by the cavalry rushing up from behind. The spinning spear blade, carried by the cold water, stabbed the incomparably huge body of the night, but it suddenly bounced uncontrollably, unable to leave a scar on the behemoth.

The dark brown chain mail of the prison has been covered with a thick layer of dark armor, making his bald head also show a bit of demon king-like hideousness, and the silver-white steel dragon is covered with a layer of ice armor blessed by equipment D, the dark blue armor is as strong as depleted uranium armor.

The dragon ran, its unstoppable impact crushing everything in front of it, and the long knife in the prison worship hand suddenly came out of its sheath at this time.

The long knife is traceless.

In the midst of the blood moon, a row of scarlet demonic eyes suddenly opened, like the unsheath of the dark hell, and the blood-colored moon rose with the long knife of the prison worship, illuminating the entire alley into a touch of scarlet.

The long knife was completely unsheathed, and with a silent swing of the Prison Worship, a crescent-shaped blade many times larger than before suddenly tore through the night sky.

The traces left by the long knife tearing through the space were not the dawn after the dark night, but a swirling blood-colored void, and the end of the void still opened an infinite scarlet eye, silently, coldly staring at the fragile world.

The sword is empty.

The first knife swung out by Bai Prison completely annihilated the entire Jianzhou slave army that rushed towards him, and the space swept by the blood-colored sword, everything was torn into countless slender pieces by a dark and incomparably cold, but incomparably sharp force, as if the place where the knife swept had already been frantically slashed by millions of knives and dozens of reincarnations.

The blood-colored light illuminated the terrified faces of the Jianzhou slave soldiers, their facial muscles had been completely distorted, and their gaping mouths could replace their heads, and then no matter how hard they roared, they couldn't make any perceptible sound, as if all the air they exhaled was endlessly absorbing the sounds around them. In the boundless dark alley, half-moon-shaped, eye-filled knives flashed out, and suddenly they disappeared half of the air, and the place where the disappeared half of them stayed was bound to spew out a monstrous fountain of blood. The scattered blood did not fall to the ground at all, but floated in the air like some kind of atmosphere, forming a blood-colored air unique to the dark night.

One knife, two knives, ten knives, a hundred knives. Baija rode a huge steel dragon into the alley, suddenly felt a light pressure on the main street, and then turned the dragon as if he had rehearsed it many times, and went straight to the Xuande Gate.

At this time, the Xuande Gate had already been closed, and the torches and lanterns that originally illuminated the palace wall were also rushing to the prison, and suddenly it was dim, and the entire heaven and earth of the phalanx were moving at high speed with the prison and the huge shape under his buttocks.

Rumble!

A violent crash sounded on the Xuande Gate, and the gorgeous wooden door turned into a broken wooden plank, but the heavy sandbags behind the wooden plank, and the high wall mixed with stones and Xuanbing actually blocked the steel dragon's charge completely.

The entire height of the wall retreated by one meter, but it did not have any intention of falling, and even the cracked ice surface that was hit was quickly repaired in the deliberate blue mist.

The invincibility of the blood-colored knife was blocked by the cold and hard blue-black high wall, and only when the long knife slashed into the masonry and sand could a crisp sound of something being cut off.

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