After leading the three of them here, Yan Yi said, "Yin Gongzi, since our agreement has been reached, then, the rest will be handed over to you." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the four of us are waiting for good news here. ”

The Yin Lord bowed slightly, did not speak, and went straight in with the two of them.

The situation was the same as the last time the Yin Lord himself entered, after the three of them entered, there was no more sound, and the four slaves were also separated on both sides as before, standing at the door like guards. For a moment, it was as if this space had frozen.

After a while, the slave who was standing on the side with Yan actually spoke: "Can these people succeed?" ”

His voice is very similar to Yanyi, not rich but very textured.

"Hanging." It was another slave who spoke.

The former slave said, "This is our last hope." ”

At this time, the last slave also spoke: "The sky is going to kill you, how are you going?" ”

"Alright, shut up, wait." As they spoke, the other three suddenly stopped talking, and turned into silent humanoid stakes again.

The pearl on the top of the tomb began to flicker again, and under the flickering light and shadow, four people stood there like figurines, and for some reason, there was a trace of desolation.

How mysterious this world is, no one can say clearly. There are so many things that still linger out of our sight, water and fire, life and death, birth and aging, sky and earth, there are too many incomprehensible abnormalities under our so-called ordinary. It's as if no one can figure out why some humans are called beasts, and some animals seem more human than many people. Or the four people in front of you, are they people or objects? Is what they do instinctive or emotional? Are they alive or dead? Nobody knows.

As soon as the three Yin Lords entered the door, there was darkness in front of them. Huo Xiaolu was a little uneasy in his heart, and he quietly called out to the Yin Lord: "Yin Lord, what's going on, is there no light?" ”

Shrugging his shoulders in the darkness, the Yin Lord said, "Don't worry, wait a minute, someone will pick you up soon." ”

Huo Xiaolu was still about to ask something, and suddenly heard something in the distance, as if the ground was also shaking, he quickly closed his mouth, held his breath and waited for the person who came to pick him up.

The tremors under his feet intensified, and the distant sound became closer and closer, and he could vaguely distinguish it, as if it was the sound of horses' hooves. Huo Xiaolu wondered in his heart, how could there be a horse in this underground king's tomb? But the sound of the horse's hooves approached so fast that before he could come up with a reason, his back collar tightened, and his body was light, and he was already lifted onto the horse's back.

Since he was a child, Huo Xiaolu has never ridden a horse, let alone been put on a horse with his stomach down, and the galloping horse was extremely bumpy, he felt very uncomfortable, and tried his best to struggle. But the hand that held his back collar was like an iron pincer, and he could not break free, and his present posture could not use any strength, so he could only let the man carry him deeper into the darkness.

The horse galloped for a long time, and he didn't know how many miles he had run, Huo Xiaolu only felt that his internal organs had been turned upside down. Just when he could not take it anymore, the knight pulled the reins, and the horse beneath him stopped at once, and raised his front hooves high, letting out a long, wild neigh. The knight on horseback rolled over and jumped down, Huo Xiaolu rolled down without catching it, and fell heavily to the ground.

This time he was thrown to the ground, coupled with the previous "fainting horse", he now has no good place on his body, and he feels very disgusting. However, he still has the most basic sense of self-defense, and he endures the discomfort, holds his breath, and listens carefully to the movements in the dark.

"Boom!"

As he struggled to collect the sounds around him, a loud drum beat sounded in his ears, almost bursting his eardrums. He covered his ears and rolled around on the ground in pain a few times before suddenly his eyes lit up.

He was still dizzy and ringing in his ears, and he felt like he was almost deaf. After a while, he was in a slightly better state, and he got up from the ground in embarrassment and began to look around.

At first glance, it looks like a desert, with a scorching wind sweeping across the ground and raising wisps of yellow sand like golden snakes, and smoke fills the place, which is very choking, and it feels like something has been burned. I don't know if it's because the sun in the sky is not very bright, and the sand on the ground feels a little darker, and it looks more like golden red, and there is an indescribable poignancy in a trance.

The Yin Lord and the Fire Glass are not far away, and they don't seem to be in good shape. Huo Xiaolu walked over and asked, "This is the 'Ten Mile Sand Field'?" ”

Twisting his neck vigorously, the Yin Lord felt that his neck bone was a little crooked. He looked around and said, "This is an ancient battlefield, and the drum sound we heard before is a signal, and soon two teams of soldiers and horses will come to fight." Be careful, we can't die on the battlefield, otherwise not only will we be expelled from the battle, but because the punishment will be either death or injury, and the last time I was injured was considered lucky. ”

The two nodded to show that they understood, and then Huo Xiaolu continued to ask, "Then how can we break the formation?" ”

The Yin Lord sighed and said, "I estimate that living until the end of this battle can be regarded as a broken formation. ”

"It's as simple as that?" Huo Xiaolu was a little unconvinced.

As if seeing through his thoughts, the Yin Lord continued to explain: "In this array, our spells cannot be used at all, and the magic weapons can only exert a very limited power, so we can only rely on our own flesh. Also, I have to remind you that this is an ancient battlefield, although there are no thermal weapons, but it can be regarded as a sword without eyes, we are no different from an ordinary person now, everything must be careful. ”

After listening to his words, Huo Liuli was a little curious: "Why didn't you say these things when they were outside?" ”

"Forget." The Yin Lord shrugged his shoulders and said curtly.

After a while, two distinct horn sounds came from a distance. As soon as he heard this voice, the Yin Lord said, "Cheer up, the war is about to start." ”

Before the words fell, two groups of soldiers and horses appeared on either side of them so suddenly.

There were thousands of soldiers on both sides, but none of them spoke, and they could only faintly hear the restless neighing of war horses in the wind. Feeling that the fighting spirit of the armies on both sides was rising, the three of them knew that this war was about to begin.

Sure enough, I don't know who gave the order, the soldiers on both sides began to attack the battlefield area in the middle, unfortunately, the place where they met was the location of the three Yin Lords.

The sergeant on the war horse in front of him marched fast, and in the blink of an eye, he exchanged hands with the other party, scimitar and long sword, Jin Ge iron horse, and dozens of war horses, all with the blood of the knight in the saddle, they jumped into the dead Jedi without hesitation. A large number of soldiers followed, spears in hand, and shouted as they met the enemy.

Huo Xiaolu had never seen such a scene, and in his limited life and limited cognition, he was never ready to face a battle like today. Wearing a jacket and a group of unreal ancient soldiers to have a battle between cold weapons, he really didn't think about it. He admits that he was a little scared.

The roars of both sides were like tyrannical flames, igniting the atmosphere of war, illuminating the cruelty between life and death, and also burning Huo Xiaolu back again and again. He dodged left and right, using his reflexes to the extreme, but there were too many soldiers here, and he even felt crowded, and his body was full of scars left by swords, one by one, and soon he became a bloody man.

The fear in his heart and the pain in his body, Huo Xiaolu felt that he was going to die in the next moment, he acquiesced to give up resistance, he failed to dodge in time several times, and there were several more wounds on his body, and the blood seemed to be running dry. In his hurry, he saw the figure of the Yin Lord.

The situation of the Yin Lord was no better than him at all, and the wounds on his body were also shocking, and the black jacket had been stained dark red by his own blood. But Huo Xiaolu could clearly see that his eyes were still clear, as bright as the two stars in the sky in the evening, his hands that were holding on to drinking souls were calm and powerful, and every slash was wrapped in an incomparable belief in his heart. Not far from him, there was the equally embarrassed Fire Glass, which she had barely transformed into a thin sword, struggling through the cracks in the human wall.

When he saw the Yin Lord's eyes, in an instant, the flame in his heart was ignited. He suddenly hated himself, was he used to being protected and had lost his fighting spirit and faith. Dodging the slash from behind, he took out the pair of finger tigers from his arms, the "Heavenly Gang Earth Evil Seal" given to him by the Yin Lord.

As if sensing the battle intent rising in the master's heart, the pair of golden stamps emitted a cheerful hum, and it felt like they were cheering. Wearing this pair of seals, Huo Xiaolu's left and right fists were fiercely together, and a crisp long roar sounded when sparks flew everywhere.

With a roar, he spit out the turbidity and fear in his chest, Huo Xiaolu smashed a steel knife that was slashed at his forehead with a fierce punch with an indomitable momentum, and he still had the strength to smash the head of the owner of the remnant knife with one punch.

I don't know if the beast gene in the blood has been stimulated, Huo Xiaolu is already red-eyed. His body was already overloaded, his blood had almost dried up, and it was not an exaggeration to describe his body as full of holes, this was already the result of the Yin Lord's efforts to protect him, otherwise he would have fallen a long time ago. Even so, he is now at his limit.

The war was drawing to a close, and there were few soldiers left standing, and it was a miracle that the three of them had survived to this point. Seeing that the yellow sand under his feet was stained red with blood, Huo Xiaolu finally knew that the golden-red sand was not an illusion.

He fell to one knee on the ground, numb from pain, but still with a smile on his face. The Yin Lord's situation was even worse than he was, because he had blocked too many knives for the two of them. Looking at it overall, it is the best situation of Huo Liuli, most of them are skin injuries, but because of excessive blood loss, they are also pale and crumbling.

Huo Xiaolu grinned and asked, "Is this formation broken?" ”

"Count." (To be continued.) )