Chapter 383: Clan Spirit: Eighteen-Story Tower
A strange river filled with thick fog stretched across the void, and the turbid and dim water flowed slowly and zigzag.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, a roar rang out, shaking the void in all directions.
Immediately after, the terrifying scarlet aura surged, like a sleeping prehistoric beast opening its eyes.
Thunder and lightning warships flew through the void, and the 10,000 elites of the Qishan clan spread their arms on the warship, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty cold light, and the phantoms of the mountains condensed and manifested behind them.
"Buzz..."
The first thunderbolt warship had just entered the dense fog area beyond the long river, and immediately caused countless fogs to roll violently.
"Be careful, everyone." The vanguard of the Qishan clan stepped forward on the warship, and its burly body towered like a high mountain.
"Boom."
More and more lightning warships broke into the dense fog and crashed into the river, tearing the river open with its furious force, causing countless splashes to fly.
The attack of the Beggars began, and it was also at this time that the mutation broke out.
"Whoa."
Endless fierce sword qi pierced out from the long river, strangling vertically and horizontally, each sword qi was several meters long, containing an extreme edge, even more terrifying than a sharp sword.
"Ahhh
The dense sword qi instantly covered every thunderbolt warship, and the soldiers of the Qishan clan couldn't prevent it at all, so they could only be penetrated one by one.
For a while, the terrible screams resounded through the void, and the dark yellow blood of the Qishan clan made the long river change color.
There was constantly sword qi flying out of the river and from the dense fog area, which was extremely fierce, and the piercing force was extremely terrifying, and the hard body of the Qishan clan was difficult to resist.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of elite soldiers suffered the tragic end of the annihilation of the entire army, and the broken corpses floated on the long river.
This scene made the Qishan Clan's Cave Heaven Giant secretly frightened, "Patriarch, that long river is the sword formation of the Human Race. ”
"Damn, we have been tricked, the Terrans are still so insidious, always laying a big array in the middle of the battlefield." The Qishan patriarch was furious, and the scene in front of him reminded him of some not-so-good memories.
The general of the Qishan clan who was hovering behind the dark red mountain was even more furious, his four eyes flashed with light, and he hurriedly asked, "Patriarch, what should I do now?" ”
"Continue to send troops in, and you must break the sword formation." The Qishan patriarch was determined, waved his right arm violently, and gave the order without hesitation.
The rise of the Qishan clan cannot be stopped by any creature, race, or difficulty, let alone a sword formation.
In order to promote the upper race, the Qishan tribe is not afraid of hardships and dangers, regardless of sacrifice.
This is what the general of the Qishan clan who was born from the blazing volcano wants, his whole body is haunted by fiery red light, and his personality is also as violent as fire, "The patriarch ordered, the vanguard assault army continued to move forward, and the whole army pressed up and tore apart the Terran sword formation. ”
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Tens of thousands of elite pioneers of the Qishan clan roared angrily and drove their warships forward, vowing to tear apart the long river that stretched across the void.
The monstrous murderous aura spread wantonly, the blood of the Qishan clan resonated, and the powerful power of the earth turned into a high mountain phantom and crushed forward.
"Hum..."
This time, the dense fog rolled even more violently, and one after another the formation patterns manifested, reflecting a large area of the void, and the sword light was cold, endlessly.
The terrifying thing is that the dense fog is spreading, and the speed is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of Qishan warriors are enveloped in it.
Even more terrifying is still to come, the vast dense fog is like a sky-swallowing beast, spreading wildly outward, and the fog is rising, covering all the beggar mountain tribe armies.
The formation extended, the void shook, and the dense fog turned into a sea of fog, which was a posture to wipe out the expeditionary army of the Qishan clan.
"Patriarch, the sword formation is changing." Born in the depths of the volcano, the general of the Qishan clan was excited, his four arms controlling the four directions, and his eyes burst with flames.
At the forefront of the Qishan clan, hundreds of thousands of troops were the first to be eroded by the dense fog, and the unknown sense of crisis made them a little panicked, "Oh no, the thick fog is coming." ”
The general in charge of sitting at the forefront of the battle was in danger and decisively ordered, "Attack, don't let the fog rush over." ”
"Kill."
When the words fell, the front-line general took the lead, the blood of the earth was boiling, the four arms were clenched into fists, the four mountains were condensed, and the past was bombarded forward brazenly.
"The mountains move, and the towns are in all directions." The hundreds of thousands of elites of the Qishan clan had the backbone, and they suddenly exploded with all their strength, their fists were like mountains, evolving into a phantom of the mountains, and shattering the spreading sea of fog in one fell swoop.
Tens of thousands of mountains manifested together, and the void trembled with them, and the heavy power of the earth suppressed the spread of the mist.
"Hahaha... The Terran sword formation was suppressed by our clan and killed. The front-line generals of the Qishan tribe were overjoyed, and they couldn't wait to rush out with an army of more than 100,000.
"Buzz."
As a result, the convulsion occurred, and the dense fog that had been suppressed before suddenly skyrocketed, engulfing them directly.
"Oh no, that's a trap." The Qishan patriarch was uneasy and hurriedly ordered, "Retreat, the whole army will retreat immediately." ”
It's a pity that it's too late, and the 200,000 elites of the Qishan clan have all been shrouded in mist.
In an instant, the long river manifested, covering the void for thousands of miles, the formation pattern extended, and the sword light shone.
Sen Han's sword light roared like the wind, strangling vertically and horizontally, innumerable, and accompanied by a fierce sword qi, the sea of fog instantly turned into a sea of swords.
Countless sword lights and sword qi cave killing, where is there a long river, those are simply infinite sword qi fused together, it looks like a river, but in fact, it is a deadly sword pattern.
"Ahh Damn, it's not a river at all, it's sword qi, countless sword qi, and killing sword light... No... I'm not reconciled..."The front-line general of the Qishan clan roared in the array, but soon, he was twisted into pieces by the sword light.
As time passed, one after another the Qishan warriors fell into the sword formation, and the clouds and mist became dark yellow, and it was the Qishan warriors who were bleeding.
The terrifying sword qi river split into one stream after another, twisting and strangling in the dense fog, like giant pythons in the jungle hunting and devouring living beings.
Mutilated corpses fell from the thick fog, all over the void, broken arms could be seen everywhere, frightened and helpless, eyes full of unwillingness scattered in all directions, it seemed to be the last words of the front-line soldiers of the Qishan tribe.
The sword light rises, the killing is booming, the thick fog rolls, and the long river flows.
The mutilated corpse was silently pouring out the horror of the sword array.
"You can't be trapped in the sword formation, you have to kill it." The front-line warriors of the Beggars roared frantically, trying to rush out of the sword formation.
"Ahh
In the end, what they got was a more brilliant, sharp, and dense sword light.
Suddenly, the soldiers of the Qishan Clan's frontline army died faster and more, and the corpses in the void became more and more.
The blazing flames were rising, and the heavy mountains suppressed the side, and a Cave Heaven Giant from the Qishan Clan couldn't help but shout, "Patriarch, you must save them, otherwise the 200,000 elites of our clan will be wiped out." ”
"Sacrifice the clan spirit, break the formation." The blood of the earth surged in the body of the Qishan Patriarch, and a dark yellow spiritual light flew out.
The spiritual light shone on the void, the laws of the earth were intertwined, and what flew out of the body of the Qishan patriarch was actually a tall tower.
There are 18 floors in this tower, the whole body flashes metallic luster, the tower body is imprinted with a large authentic pattern, and each layer has a mountain pattern.
At the top of the tower, there stood a statue of a race with four arms and three legs, no head, and one eye in each palm.
"With the blood of my ancestors, call the spirit of my people, and kill the enemy." The Qishan Patriarch and the two Cave Heaven Giants in the clan released the true blood in their bodies at the same time, blessing the eighteen-story tower.