Horn of the Heroic Soul

Nahua stood in the secret room, through the mixed gold crystal plate, and witnessed the earth-shattering battle of the Alluring City outside, the powerful Haotian Divine Descendant, and the fierce and invincible seven-headed demon dragon.

After Versace's onslaught just now, the demon dragon was still unshakable at this moment, as steady as Mount Tai, with fourteen eyes showing a mocking look, and a series of strange and mysterious ancient spells came out of his mouth. Nahua was separated by 16 prohibitions in the secret room, and he still felt nauseous when he heard the spell in the demon dragon's mouth, and had to sit cross-legged on the ground to offset the feeling of nausea in his heart.

Versace looked coldly at the spell that the demon dragon was about to cast, and his disdain was overflowing.

In all directions, Versace gathered into twelve magical phalanx structures in the shape of hexagons.

"Chrono cannon?" Versace clapped his hands when he saw these energy rays, his words full of interest in the demon dragon

Twelve energy cubes were like life, around Versace left and right, up and down, back and forth, bombing, air waves, and powerful electricity

"Yes, yes, it almost hurt me, but the heat is still a little worse" With a roar with his head raised, the demon dragon only felt an invisible sound wave overwhelming, and suddenly lifted himself high, and was shocked out of more than ten zhang away in an instant!

"The light of light, the light of fire, the light of thunder, the light of wind, the light of earth, the light of water, the light of darkness, the sky roars, and the earth shakes. In an instant, the whole world became dark, the cold wind of the ice field blew through every corner of the world, the ghosts and gods howled, and the sky began to rain blood.

I don't know when the sound of a desolate horn came from the dragon's back, breaking through the waves and clouds, and it was as sad as madness.

The flag is fluttering, the spear is like a forest, the drums are beating in the middle, the knight in front, the thorn iron armor covers the whole body, with *, the heavy crossbowman in the back, holding the armor-piercing bow, but in addition to the sound of horses' hooves, iron armor, and the sound of the flag blowing in the wind, it is an elite division with strict military discipline.

Na Hua and everyone in the secret room saw thousands of troops descending from the sky like divine soldiers, guarding the seven-headed demon dragon, "Heroic Spirit Horn, it turns out that their purpose is the Heroic Spirit Horn" Someone around Nahua sighed in a low voice.

The Heroic Soul Horn turned out to be the ancient Western Emperor when he was dying, and tens of thousands of elite divisions who fought in the world were sealed in the Heroic Spirit Horn through the Ten Directions Great Array, and thrown at the ends of the earth for future generations.

The Heroic Spirit army guarded the demon dragon, and the rear formation changed to the front formation, and the three thousand heavy hammer cavalry broke off, and the strong crossbow shot the position.

Versace swept the tens of thousands of troops in front of him, and the wild sword dragon chanted out of the sheath, "Do you want to leave in this way, have you asked me?" Riding a horse and rushing, the saber is sharp, enough to cut iron and steel, sparks are everywhere, the cavalry spear bayonet chopping hammer smashing, fast as lightning, the wild look at the left gear and frame, look at the gap, a dodge, jump on the cavalry, a great force, a sword and a person, in an instant the besieging cavalry has been killed and wounded.

Versace grabbed a mount, galloped on the horse, looked at the sword in his left hand, and slashed the heroic cavalry in all directions, the sword and gun were broken, and the iron armor peeled off.

Seeing that Versace was less than ten steps away from the demon dragon, two black shadows rushed out of the demon dragon's body, the swords intersected, the sound was like an angry sea shocking the sky, thousands of miles of waves, and the surrounding cavalry was forced by the momentum and waves, and flew back more than ten steps.

Versace's horses were peeled open and turned to ashes. The hands* have also become broken and distorted, and there is no longer the strength to fight

Versace stood up and stared at the two people in front of him, one of whom was a huge human-faced snake vulture with its wings exploding and its tongue out and roaring. The long-tailed scale armor shone with black light, two green snakes were selected on the earlobes, two red snakes were swirling on the claws, and the arms were still there. One person has a human face and a bird body, a green snake hanging on each ear on each side, and two black dragons on his feet.

Seeing that the two people in front of him already knew that he could no longer stop the other side from leaving, Versace sighed and turned back.

After the Heroic Spirit army retreated, Nahua came out of the secret room with the unconscious Yuchen Xiao in his arms, and saw the remains of corpses and beasts everywhere, and the once magnificent and beautiful pavilion in the air had become a ruined wall, which was embarrassing.

The rainbow fountain has been filled with the corpses of demon beasts, and the bronze statue has become a pile of broken copper, and all the glory of the past has been turned to ashes.

At this time, two people walked down from the ship in the air, one was masked with white veil, the other had red hair like fire, and the vertical waist, "Your Royal Highness Princess," the tired crowd hurriedly knelt down.

"Get up, my country is not well guarded, and you are in such a difficult situation, it should be me who apologizes to you" After speaking, the masked woman bent down and saluted. There was a person in the red-haired woman's square who looked like he was normal, and did not salute at all. Walking in front of Na Hua, seeing Na Hua's appearance covering his mouth and exclaiming, Na Hua looked at the red-haired woman strangely, "Is it because I blame me for not saluting" Na Hua secretly complained in his heart.

No, no, it's been more than ten years, how can Engong be so young" The red-haired woman shook her head secretly, "Excuse me, this son, Na Qi, who are you" Na Hua heard someone call his father's name, although he was secretly annoyed, he had to answer, "It's the father" The red-haired woman heard this, her face changed abruptly, and she enthusiastically held Na Hua's right hand, "It turned out to be the son of Engong, come on, Her Royal Highness the princess will be very happy to see you"

Kang Ning'er pulled Nahua all the way to the princess's side, Kang Ning'er said softly in the princess's ear, the princess's face changed and changed, her mood couldn't calm down for a long time, she turned around tremblingly, and carefully observed the person in front of her,

Slender hand, through Yuchen Xiao's body, led Nahua into the ship, Kang Ning'er saw Nahua's face full of curiosity, and explained in detail on the way the story between Nahua's father and Princess Wuyang.

12 years ago, the emperor of the Jiaxi Empire, Yingzhuo, personally conquered the Dongsheng Kingdom, the country's defense was empty, and the eight tribes in the west took advantage of the weakness to enter, burning and looting all the way, approaching the imperial city of the Jiasheng Empire

Fengyu City, three days of fierce battles, Fengyu City fell, hijacked the six princesses Wuyang to return to the wilderness, Yingzhuo returned to Beijing to see the black smoke in the city, angry heart, and heard that his favorite six princesses, was taken to the wild land by the barbarians, wanted to gather an army to rescue Wuyang, and was afraid that the barbarians would hear this, directly killed the princess Wuyang, and became thinner and thinner, Naqi passed by Fengyu, saw that the ancient cultural city was only gray and black rubble, sighed sadly, and heard Yingzhuo for the Wuyang princess tea and dinner, alone in the palace, said that he was willing to do a little for the Jiasheng Empire, Yingzhuo was happy to give Naqi the general Mo Xie, before leaving, on the golden platform to give wine

Na Qi carried the legendary sword commander Mo Ye of the Jiasheng Empire and approached the land of the Eight Clans.

After ten days of searching through the heavens and the earth, finally found the detention place of the little princess Wuyang, Na Qi swaggered into the prison with two swords, and finally rescued the little princess, but at this time the eight clan soldiers have been shaken, the Flying Tiger Army, the Flying Male Army, the Eight Iron Cavalry, the Black Cavalry, the vast grassland, the moon is clear and the wind is clear, tens of thousands of elite people of the eight tribes, the tide generally surrounds Naqi, only to see the black flag covering the sun, the flag in the distance, a large grassland is densely covered with camp tents everywhere, thousands of cavalry foot soldiers, surrounded the middle Naqi, the dust in the distance behind, raised more than ten zhang high, like a yellow cloud surging to the flying bear, Flying Tiger, Flying Leopard, officers and soldiers took out horns and blew them.

Na Qi put the little princess in his arms, tightly wrapped it with a cloth belt, gently stroked the cheeks of Princess Wuyang, and attacked tens of thousands of enemies, spears and stabs, all prepared for Na Qi to stop and cut off, the warriors of the eight clans can never enter within a zhang of Na Qi, Na Qi's double swords are impermeable, let the enemy's spears be like a forest, vigorous like a tiger, from the dawn of the early morning battle, and from the dawn of the dark killing, the cadre Mo Ye does not know how many cavalry horses he killed, blood stained the white robe, the blood on the enemy has been submerged into the ground and broken the gun, the soldiers of the eight tribes, can never take a step forward, Na Qi is also surrounded by the enemy, can not take a step forward, according to later statisticsIn this war, the most elite eight iron cavalry of the eight clans were killed by Na Qi, and all the black flag generals were promoted to one level to make up for the vacancy.

When Na Qi escorted the little princess back, the city was full of civil and military, and she went out of the city ten miles to greet her, and the 160,000 cavalry of the eight clans followed closely behind Na Qi, and the arrows rained down and landed ten steps behind Na Qi.

That night, Yingzhuo held a wedding banquet to welcome Naqi and the little princess back safely, and the commander of the eight clans sighed outside the imperial city, "If there is such a person, the Northern Expedition is hopeless"

Na Qi stayed in Fengyu City for three days, and was about to leave, when the young Kang Ning'er suddenly fell down in the crowd of farewells, Na Qi probed and found that Kang Ning'er was terminally ill, Na Qi couldn't bear Kang Ning'er was young, so he died young, and deliberately left Kang Ning'er to teach his own martial arts to curb the terminal illness.

More than ten years later, Kang Ning'er achieved great martial arts, and his appearance became more and more handsome, inheriting the position of duke, so he was called the double pride of the imperial city by the imperial nobles and good deeds.

Nahua took advantage of Yuchen Xiao's injury, stayed in the ship for a few days, and when Yuchen Xiao woke up, he said goodbye to Duke Kangning'er, the princess of Wuyang.