Chapter 122: The Battle of the Two Kings

"Haha!!? joke, I, Tie Lanshan, will personally kill your son? You also look up to your son too much, you want to fight that and then you want to fight, why bother to find some lame reasons to make me underestimate you." Tie Lanshan knew that it was true that Gu Ming said that his son Gu Lie died in the bloody battle grassland, but what could that be? The two parties were originally mortal enemies, and the death of Gu Ming's son would only be a good thing for him, and someone was able to kill Gu Ming's son under the protection of a master, which means that there must be some genius on the human side's side to come to experience, otherwise even a person who has transformed the Nine Heavens will not be able to kill the son of Gu Ming.

"Okay, you old horseman, eat my halberd," being squeezed by Tie Lan Mountain, Gu Ming suddenly became angry, and a dark gold Fang Tian painting halberd was slashed towards Tie Lan Mountain.

Cultivators in the realm of kings, after they succeed in transforming mortals, earth-shaking changes will occur, the fire can refine their natal divine weapons from the void, and the power of the fire in the fire will be refined into Dan by the fire, realizing the transformation from liquid to solid, the power of the solid fire is more than ten times stronger than the power of the liquid fire, some people say that only by shedding the mortal fetus can it be regarded as truly embarking on the path of cultivation, and only by shedding the mortal fetus can it be regarded as truly opening the limit of their potential, and can they exert their potential to the limit, The king was accumulating potential before, but once he reached the realm of the king, the potential accumulated by the cultivator would burst out, and he would be able to perform a lot of great magical secret skills, instead of only being able to control some basic secret skills like before.

It is precisely because of the powerful destructive power of the king realm, so they will not do it on the battlefield when they are fighting, otherwise, a king can slaughter hundreds of thousands of troops, the reason why the barbarians have confronted the human race for so many years is just a contest between the soldiers of the mortal realm, that is, because the king of the human race has one or two more than the barbarians, and the kings of both sides can not take much advantage of each other, so it has formed today's full situation.

Tie Lanshan saw that Gu Shen was killed, but he flew towards the sky without the slightest fear, because the battlefield of the king could not be in this army, that would affect many people, and both sides would suffer heavy losses.

Tie Lanshan's body was like the wind, and a cyan air flow surrounded his whole body, turning into a cyan streamer and flying into the sky, and a cyan three-foot long sword flew out from his dantian and turned into a cyan streamer that flew towards the ancient god who stepped into the air.

"Humph! Old horseman, after so many years, are you only going to do this little trick? With a wave of the Heavenly Painting Halberd in the hand of Gu Ming, who stepped into the air, a crescent moon qi the size of more than ten zhang shot out.

At that moment, the cyan streamer on the long sword suddenly turned into thousands of wind blades to cut the huge crescent moon qi, and the long sword turned into a cyan afterimage and flew towards the ancient underworld under the control of Tie Lan Mountain.

"It seems that you haven't grown much over the years, Gu Ming!" Tie Lanshan said while controlling the flying sword to attack the ancient underworld, surrounded by the breeze, stepping on the void, like a true immortal in the sky.

"I don't know if I have advanced to fight, look at my Eight Desolation War Halberd!" After blocking Tie Lanshan's flying sword attack, Gu Ming was shocked, and a vast aura swept away like a storm, waving the huge war halberd in his hand with both hands, as if the demon god was in the world, as his war halberd waved, a golden dragon surrounded his body and fought with the flying sword of the ancient Ming, as his momentum continued to climb, one after another golden dragons appeared, each of which was more than ten zhang huge, a total of eight of them, and Gu Ming stepped into the void, carrying eight dragons rushed to Tielan Mountain, Although the others had not arrived, the seven dragons had already roared towards Tielan Mountain from all directions, leaving only one around him.

At this time, Tie Lanshan also had a serious expression, and summoned his natal flying sword Qingfeng back early, forming a dense sword net around his body, and he pinched his hands again and again, and one after another huge cyan giant swords flew towards the attacking golden dragon.

When Tie Lan Mountain and Gu Ming fought in the sky, the generals of the two armies on the bloody battle grassland also issued orders to rush and kill each other at the same time, and the mounts of Gu Ming and Tie Lan Mountain also fought each other and tore together.

The barbarians' fighting method is very direct and barbaric, that is, the 100,000 army swept towards the enemy like a torrent of steel, while the army of the human race is the three major legions of martial arts cultivation in front, and then the army of Xiuzhen performs a decisive battle behind them, attacking from a distance, sweeping the formation for the martial arts monks, looking for opportunities to kill the enemy with one blow, while the spiritual power cultivators control the puppets to cooperate with the martial arts monks, and resist damage for them at critical times, and they can also seize the opportunity to carry out spiritual attacks on the barbarian monks to weaken their combat power, The last is those who refine the formation of the rune seal, they refine the rune seal directly in the rear to throw a variety of attack runes, or to the martial arts monks who rush to the front to increase defense, attack power and other states, as for the formation mage is in the rear battlefield layout a big killing array, trapped formation, phantom array, the formation mage is the human army when fighting, if the human army falls into the downwind retreat in the war, then these formations are an excellent way to obstruct or trap the enemy, Even when the human army wants to take the initiative to attack, it will bury a formation trap in advance, and consume the enemy's combat power first, precisely because human beings can cultivate the ** of different systems, so the combat power that can burst out under mutual cooperation is not much better than those alien races, and the alien races are strong, which is strong in personal strength, but it is precisely because they have a great advantage in nature that the cultivation system will appear single, and the choice is also very single.

If there are no these constraints, it is impossible for human beings to lay down a large area of sky belonging to the human race in the thousands of alien races, although the human race has a very short congenital lifespan and a weak natural body, but the wisdom of human beings, the potential of human beings, the unity of human beings, and the reproductive ability of human beings are far from being comparable to those alien races, but not all alien races are enemies with human beings, human beings, like other alien races, are actually just one of thousands of races, but if the human race is allowed to develop on the Red Maple Continent, Sooner or later, the barbarians and the fire will be overwhelmed by the huge number of the Terrans, so these two races will never stop attacking the Terrans.

The two boundless torrents of steel quickly collided together, blending together, and the battle entered a state of stalemate in an instant.

"The time has come, everyone rushes for the sake of Yuanjing!" The stragglers who followed at the back saw that the charge of the two armies had ended, and fell into a state of cold and ice on the front, and the most dangerous moment had passed, so it was time for them to harvest, so they didn't know who shouted, but that sentence was like a fire that instantly ignited the greed and desire of the stragglers, and tens of thousands of stragglers turned into light and shadow and flew towards the center of the battlefield.

Li Qingyi is also one of the thousands of stragglers, although the rest of him is using the power of fire to speed up the attack, and Li Qingyi directly rushed to the battlefield with the strength of his body, holding Chunjun with both hands and slashing towards a barbarian, regardless of his strength.

The battlefield is the easiest place to arouse a person's inner thirst for killing and war, think about it, dozens of millions of people are fighting together, in their eyes there are only enemies and killing, their eyes are red with murderous aura to cover their fear, the only thing they want to do is to kill all the barbarians who are more than two meters in front of them, this is the only thought in their hearts.

Li Qingyi is like a humanoid war machine, wherever he goes, whether it is friendly or enemy, he will be overwhelmed by his heavy momentum like a mountain, and he is frightened by his wild killing intent and dare not resist, just a few minutes of kung fu Li Qingyi slaughtered no less than 100 people, his brave and good fighting made his soldiers morale soar, so that the barbarians were terrified.

"Terran ants, don't be arrogant, see me Xue Hu come to kill you!" Just when Li Qingyi was a little forgetful of killing, a sudden feeling of danger spread to every cell in his body, which made him instantly recover from the pleasure of killing that he was about to be lost.

After coming back to his senses, Li Qingyi hurriedly raised his knife to block, but when he heard a huge sound of gold and iron resonance, Li Qingyi's burly tall body retreated again and again, and at this time he fixed his eyes and saw that it was a barbarian monk with a height of three meters, holding a mace.

"The best of the Eight Heavens," this was the first thought in Li Qingyi's mind, and the second thought was, "Kill him!" ”

After stabilizing his body, Li Qingyi directly raised his knife and counter-killed towards Na Xue Hu, this time he used the first form of the Eight Methods of the Heavenly Sword, and also activated the power rune on his body.

Xue Hu felt a little unbelievable at the brutal power that poured into his body, he was a little surprised, how could a human ant have more power than the barbarians, and he actually lost the upper hand in the competition.

Unconvinced, Xue Man stared at Li Qingyi with dead eyes, looking at the runes that lit up on his pure jun, "Hmph! It turned out to be relying on the amplification of weapons, and such a powerful weapon should be mine," "Little miscellaneous suffered!" After being attracted by the pure jun in Li Qingyi's hand, Xue Hu waved the war knife in his hand and turned into a piece of knife curtain to envelop Li Qingyi, wanting to kill with one blow.

Although there is a very big difference in the size of the two sides, Li Qingyi is not afraid at all, only to see his tiger body shook, a huge Xuanwu void image flashed away, and the big knife in his hand also waved a piece of knife curtain towards Xue Hu to kill.