Wushuang City was like a great enemy for a while, and some huge figures rushed out from several major city management, and they were shrouded above the city, but when they saw the white elephant clearly, someone sighed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Blood-colored shadows also appeared above the barbarians, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, only one outline, and one of the shadows vibrated and roared: "Give it back to you......"

The city of Wushuang opened, and a group of cavalry galloped away on the war beast.

Moments later, the white elephant was sent back to the city, and the higher-ups of the Wood Clan appeared, who examined the white elephant's body, but finally shook their heads and retreated.

Countless monks surrounded the white elephant and whispered from time to time.

Ki Na and the others came to the Musou Castle and looked at the huge white elephant, its limbs had huge openings, the blood was drained, its head was broken, someone took its primordial spirit, and there was also a huge hole in its abdomen, and its origin was shattered.

A spirit appeared, infused it with its origin, and formed a series of visions, and the void gave birth to Dao lotus, but those lotus flowers were shattered.

Some monks entered their own cultivation and tried to save them, but in the end they failed.

Ba Snake slowly leaned over, his eyebrows were shrouded in the light of the primordial god, and countless runes flew out, Mu Ming was also making a move, and the Dan fire was scattered, filling the white elephant, but in the end they all shook their heads.

The little monk began to exceed, and the sound of Buddha bursted, making people feel a burst of sadness.

Many monks were silent, and some took the lead and bowed silently to the white elephant.

The White Elephant was a spy who was hiding among the barbarians, but unfortunately, after being discovered, he was directly executed and died a miserable death.

The city lord of Wushuang City came to the white elephant and personally did it, surpassing the white elephant's soul.

The white elephant's body began to feather, and a little bit of crystal light sank into the ground, which was its remaining source power, and began to moisten the earth.

The body also began to melt, turning into countless runes and sinking into the ground.

The life of the spirit is like this, from heaven and earth, and finally, it also returns to heaven and earth.

"Kill ten people!" the city lord of Wushuang City made a voice, extremely indifferent.

Kimina and the others did not leave, but remained quietly in place.

Several people were speechless, and their hearts were a little heavy.

A spirit said that it was dead, and it was not as vigorous as the red imagination, but was killed by the barbarians like a mustard, but several people had respect in their hearts.

Whatever the purpose of this war, the white elephant has finally fulfilled its mission, with its most precious life.

At this time, a strong fluctuation suddenly erupted in the Wushuang City, and a murderous aura was permeated.

There was even a roar, but soon, the prohibition in the city opened spontaneously, condensed into beams of light, piercing in some directions.

Thunder exploded in the sky, and blood-colored clouds appeared, soaking the sky!

Ten giant spirits appeared, and they manifested into their main bodies, and at the same time, they flew out of the Peerless City, throwing several behemoths and the corpses of several monks in the direction of the barbarian area.

The corpses landed in front of the barbarian camp, and in an instant, the barbarian exploded.

Countless monks in Wushuang City began to gather, these were elites, the gate of Wushuang City was opened, and these monks began to drive in the direction of the barbarians like a tide, and slowly stopped after traveling for about ten miles.

The Wushuang City Lord sat in the Wushuang City and waved his hand: "The monks in the city are allowed to go to the city to watch the battle!"

Many monks began to come to the top of the city, and the gate was so tall that it was easy to see the barbarian arrangement at a glance.

The camps were connected one by one, and countless animal skin tents were erected, connected together, about 10,000 miles, from which it can be judged that there are at least a million barbarian monks!

When Mu Ming and several people came to the city gate, they were shocked when they saw a scene in the distance.

The barbarian army had a wave of 10,000 barbarian warriors coming towards Wushuang City, where drums were beating, trumpets were sounding, and warriors were shouting.

Several huge spirit corpses were carried back, there were barbarian warriors in the memorial service, countless runes flickered, it was a curse, and they all gathered at this time!

"Kill one of my people, kill you ten, kill my people ten thousand, kill my people ten thousand, destroy your people one hundred thousand!"

The Wushuang City Lord spoke indifferently, and his voice resounded like a flood bell and a great lu, resounding throughout the land! Those resentments turned into invisible, and shook the blood-colored clouds in the distance, and those blood-colored figures immediately intervened, isolating this fluctuation.

"What a guts! Enlightened! My people, take the heads of those cavalry!"

On the opposite side, a huge figure appeared, with a pair of red eyes like two blood-colored huge lanterns, looking at the knight who stopped not far away, like looking at a dead man!

"Roar!" the group of barbarian warriors roared in unison, and the war beasts under them became even more violent!

One of the cavalry leaders on the side of Wushuang City didn't say anything, just raised the black spear in his hand, and then killed it first, and the knight behind him didn't say a word, just followed his pace.

War broke out in an instant, the beasts roared, the swords had no eyes, the blood rained down, the stumps flew high, the broken sword fragments flew away, and the lives disappeared and dimmed.

Nearly 20,000 monks began to fight, and their personal supernatural powers appeared to be insignificant, like waves in the sea, which were annihilated in an instant.

Countless artistic conceptions emerged, shattered and turned into light rain, countless distractions appeared, all suppressed by secret power, and the blood rain of guards dissipated.

The runes are like rain, forming formations, countless swords and soldiers appear, and the Tao is entangled in the divine chain, bringing up the cold and reaper's life.

Qi and blood are like rainbows, forming large grinding discs, crushing the lives in front of them, and for a while the sky is dark, and one giant beast after another becomes blood and mud.

The drums of the barbarian tribes were loud, and some warriors rushed out of the camp to join the war, but Dou E was killed by the battle, and countless monks shouted on this side of Wushuang City, and one by one the monks had red eyes, and some monks even wanted to fly out, but they were all blocked by a prohibition.

This is the first confrontation between Wushuang City and the barbarian tribe, the barbarian sent a white elephant spirit, and Wushuang City killed a barbarian spy, but it did not quell the secret battle between the two sides, so there was this first battle, or war!

The first time Ki Na saw the confrontation between Tokatsu and the barbarians, for a while there was a breath of qi and blood burning in his body, and the blood in his whole body was different from before, no longer calm, but to merge into the distant blood.

The war stopped, and after half an hour of fighting, the barbarians were crushed, but the monks of Wushuang City did not pursue, and their losses were not small.

In the area where they clashed, the earth fell, and there were dark rivers springing up, but they were all cut off, and the ground was so wet that it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or river, only a piece of blood, which stinged people's eyes!

Beasts are roaring, some devouring the corpses of their enemies, others licking their wounds and then silently retreating.

The gates of Musou opened again, and all the monks cheered, but when they saw the returning warriors, the cheering stopped.

There are countless monks who have severed their hands and feet, each of them has wounds on their bodies, there is no joy of victory in their eyes, some are just a kind of indifference, the killing intent in their eyes has not yet receded, and some have tears in their eyes, but they are not silent, this is a silent knight, a blood-stained knight.

The city lord of Wushuang City saluted them respectfully, and they accepted it, and then bowed slightly.

Countless monks bowed their heads and bowed respectfully, and those warriors also bowed their heads silently!

A Danshi appeared and began to heal them.

Ki Na and Mo Teng were silent, and the two looked at each other, and Ki Na looked at the spirits, and the spirits all bowed their heads.

Mu Ming began to arrange a large array, and without saying much, he directly threw out pieces of superb spars, and a few spirits landed in some special positions, which were nodes.

Mu Ming and the magic vine are separated, Mu Ming's body flew out of the Yin Yang fish pattern, the origin of the magic vine spread out, turned into the body, one by one vines permeated the large array arranged by Mu Ming, forming a silk thread-like link, and itself entered the Yin Fish's eyes, and Mu Ming fell into the Yang Fish's eyes.

The surrounding Dan Shi were shocked, because at this time, a large earthquake appeared under their feet, and they felt a strong vitality appear, and moreover, black and white flames appeared, but it did not threaten them, but made them feel the breath of yin and yang.

"This is Danfeng's Creation Technique!"

Someone said loudly: "It's just different from those senior brothers!"

Seeing this, those knights bowed respectfully, and entered the Great Array, and countless monks began to fade away, making room for those warriors.

Some Danshi also entered and healed some of them, but they found that their power did not have much effect, and in the end they all left.

The Danshi of the Mu clan looked at this scene, and they all watched intently, and some looked at Mu Ming, their eyes flashing.

Mu Lingzhi was in the crowd, and there were runes blooming in his eyes, but he shook his head in the end.

The city lord of Wushuang City said softly, "Is this that disciple?"

A blue bird flew over and nodded, "It's them, it should be their junior brother, and they can't compare with those people!"

"Enough!" The city lord of Wushuang City said: "Go back and bring the two of them to see me!"

The blue bird nodded, respectfully watching the Peerless City Lord disappear here.

The little monk recited the scriptures softly, and for those warriors who were placed aside, the bodies of some warriors began to feather, which was their choice, and some of them had invisible marks flying out of their bodies, and the black qi in their bodies dissipated, and their unwilling will was also liberated.

"Amitabha, all living beings are suffering!" the little monk finally recited the Buddha's name softly, and then fell silent.

Countless monks also worshipped, and some people opened altars to comfort the souls of the deceased.

However, the battle was not over, and the barbarians were beating drums again, and a stronger aura appeared.