Chapter 490: The blood-colored wind and thunder gathered, and the immortals and demons appeared

"Rise!"

Shenwei Generalissimo Huo Yucang sighed and pulled out his long sword.

Suddenly, the snare drum roared and the pennant was unfurled.

The Great Wall of Ice and Snow boiled over in an instant.

This magnificent building that has protected the human race for thousands of years is itself a huge formation, integrating the topography of mountains and rivers and the secret techniques of the organs, and connecting the feng shui dragon veins and earth qi in the northern Xinjiang, and it is a building of the same level as the forbidden land.

The underground water veins were surging and churning, and with the rumbling sound of the machine, the earth qi rose and spread along the solid ice wall, and the original white ice wall was gradually dyed with a layer of black, like copper cast iron.

On the city walls, the four major legions were already in place.

The commander of the Qiqi Legion is none other than Huo Yu, the generalissimo of Shenwei.

He is proficient in the Five Elements Great Array, and the commander of the five armies under his command is wandering, and the evil qi of the military array is transformed into a five-color aura of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the biochemical restraint is endless, and each has a unique magic weapon to cooperate.

In the magnificent light and shadow above it, there is a vicious beast law phase, born with a dragon head, a body like a fierce, spitting out five-colored spiritual light, it is the law of the beast...

At the westernmost end of the Qiqi Army, although the old marshal Tu Su was not there, the military talisman had been handed over to the deputy marshal, and the Blood Floating Tu army performed the Yin and Yang Eight Army formation.

In the blood light in the sky, the poor strange law is churning, the eyes are like copper bells, the fangs are hideous, there is a pair of wind and cloud wings behind him, and the half of the body is covered with green dragon scales...

On the east side are the two major armies of Bi Fang and Zhu Yan.

Chen Huowu was dressed in a flaming vermilion bird armor, and he had a rare spirit beast that was out of the fire peacock, and he didn't know what secret method was used, but he could be in harmony with Bi Fa.

I saw that the peacock from the fire let out a long roar and rose to the sky, and suddenly there was no one-legged flame giant bird under the sky to spread its wings...

And Wei Youji, the Zhu Yan Legion, used a family heirloom magic weapon: the Xuanbing Seal from the Ancient Zhou Dynasty.

The fourteen captains under his command also sacrificed their own seals.

Suddenly, a dense crowd of Dao soldiers appeared, all dressed in armor, and the spiritual fire on their helmets flickered, and they were all over the place.

What's even better is that Wei Youji used Zhu Yan's small seal supernatural power, and the formation of the White Ape Army in the air instantly dissipated and blessed, and the body of the Wu Dao soldier swelled suddenly, and the mouth and nose were covered with white mist, and the momentum was amazing.

In the face of the sudden crisis, the Seven Small Legions of Northern Xinjiang immediately used all the background, and the evil aura rose under the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, and a vision suddenly appeared in the sky, and Wang Xuan gathered.

Huo Yu also stopped in the small formation, turned around and returned to the Snake Cultivator, the eight legions of the Sky Survey Army lined up, and the small and big treasure ships were suspended in the sky under the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, and all the weapons were in an excited state.

Several small legions joined forces, and the killing intent enveloped the seven fields.

If this lineup is used during the Southern Expedition, I am afraid that the Southern Jin Dynasty has already fallen into the wind.

However, at this time, it is we who have the bottom in our hearts.

The overwhelming blood color had already filled the entire ice field, Huo Yu turned the candle dragon eye, and suddenly saw a dense and endless army.

That army was odd.

At a glance, it is full of cavalry, and the bronze armor system under the body is ancient, which is a style that has never been seen before, the shoulder armor is narrow, and the patina is entangled with blood, which makes people feel bored when they look at it.

What's even more strange is that the cavalry and the mounts on their bodies can only see a vague cloud of blood, and there are no eight souls and one spirit!

Is that a Taoist soldier?

But even the Taoist soldiers are mostly driven by remnant souls, but they are not like their own bean-scattering soldiers, but they are formed by pure blood qi...

Huo Yu's eyes were solemn, but at this time, he didn't think about it, because the blood-colored army rushed towards the Great Wall of Ice and Snow without any determination before swallowing the Ice Plains Barbarians, and the killing intent was monstrous.

The White Tiger Soldier Holy Thundercloud, sure enough, has already entered the demon!

Bao Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the main general in front of him rose up, and on the infusion of the mixed yuan yin and yang, there was a huge golden flag shadow.

That is the Seven Spirits and Eight Talents Array Banner before the new refining of the Divine Capital, in addition to commanding the military array, it is itself a formation banner magic weapon that can be used to attack.

Of course, that function was also used by Huo Yu to command the Sky Survey Army.

The handsome flag was raised, and the armies obeyed the order.

That was the order to prepare for the attack.

The bowstrings of the sky-breaking crossbows were tightened, and the huge bows behind the Xiu Snake, Xuanjiao, and Sea Dragon also rose in blood, activating the Dragon Shaking God artillery.

At the same time, the commanders of the seven small legions above also gave orders, and the drums roared, and one after another palpitating killing machines permeated.

Shenwei Little Marshal Li Yuan's eyes were hot:

"Armies, fight to the death, it's advance!"

"Fight to the death, it's in!"

"Fight to the death, it's in!"

The roar of the mountains and the tsunami followed.

The soldiers and schools are in a swing and defend the homeland, and there is no question of who the other party used to be, but at this time they have all become demons, and they can definitely be let into the customs.

Sou!

At that moment, a white shadow flew out, and it was the Eight Peerless Princess Yan Guhong, rushing straight towards this piece of blood at an astonishing speed of almost teleportation.

"Master!"

Bao Lanmei, the leader of the thief door, was suddenly sweaty, but I have all the veins and cultivation, how can I chase it.

Several corps marshals had changed their faces, and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

The battle is fierce, and regardless of the identity of the other party, the plan of the small army will be changed because of one person.

"Ancestor!"

Yan Guhong, the princess of the Eight Peers, looked at the blood rushing to her face, gritted her teeth, opened the skin, and threw it out.

Lady Hundred Flowers' skull instantly flew towards the Scarlet Army.

Yan Guhong was also gambling on his luck, several earth immortals had nothing to do, and there was only one of you who was the lowest, and he already felt a terrifying aura that was difficult to resist.

It's a true immortal, or a little devil.

Whatever we say, it is far from being able to resist, but it is useless to use the skull of Lady Hundred Flowers to see if we can awaken the remnants of the ancestors' spiritual wisdom.

However, the sight behind you makes you feel cold.

Whether there was a trace of resistance from the skull of Lady Baihua was swallowed by this blood color in an instant, and the speed at which this blood color spread did not change at all.

"That's it..."

The Eight Peerless Princess Yan Guhong's face turned pale and she sighed tremblingly.

With a heavy stroke of your jade hand, dozens of flying swords will levitate in front of you like peacocks opening their screens, and the front will converge into a magnificent sword light, blocking between the blood-colored army and the Great Wall of ice and snow.

Huo Yu frowned and shook his head slightly.

The princess of the Eight Absolute Sects is known as the Eight Absolute Formations, Organs, and Swordsmanship, and I have not yet seen the other, but in terms of the fierceness of the sword light, she is the first person I have ever seen.

However, the obsession in my heart is too deep.

Its ancestor White Tiger Bing Saint reorganized the troubled times and saved the people from fire and water, which was the youngest pride of the princess of the dead country.

I'm afraid that I would rather die, but I also want to see my ancestors become evil creatures and cause chaos to the people.

"Slash!"

Seeing the blood spreading, the Eight Peerless Princesses shouted angrily, pinched the sword trick and swung it upward, and this magnificent sword light also fell with a bang, as if it was about to split the blood-colored waves behind her eyes into seven.

But at that moment, several small flags suddenly appeared in the overwhelming blood light, tattered, about eight feet low, and there were all hideous ghost faces underneath.

Several small flags waved heavily, and the sword light that seemed to be measurable shattered, and that's all, the flying sword in front of Yan Guhong, the princess of the Eight Peers, was also dyed with a layer of blood.

It was as if it had been eroded through it, and the flying sword sneered at white smoke, clanging and falling to the ground, and the spirit was gone.

Burst!

The soul of the Eight Absolute Princess was traumatized, a mouthful of pale golden blood spurted out, and she took a few steps in a row, her eyes full of despair as she watched the blood light fill her sight.

At that moment, the blood light suddenly stopped.

The sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing stopped abruptly.

Immediately, a man's mournful song rang out.

"The walls of the palace are deep... The bright moon is cold, the rivers and mountains are smoky, the mountains are full of mountains, and the jade building is traveling to the heavenly pavilion by the railing, and it is to see the canopy..."

With this famous song "Lamentation on the Moon", there is a noise under the battlefield, with the light and shadow in front of it, and an illusion appears in the blood light:

A man in white palace clothes patrols the moon, walks through the grassy garden, climbs the golden attic, and looks north with his back to us...

And in the illusion, there was not a single glass skeleton flying in seven places in the blood light, as if looking for something.

Li Yuan stretched out his hand and waved his hand, ordering the small army to attack.

It was many people looking behind them, and their eyes were not simple.

The White Tiger Soldier Holy Thundercloud fought in the seven directions, and Mrs. Baihua missed it day and night, climbed the stairs and looked, looking forward to the return of the flag and the ten thousand heavy canopies day and night, and made "Mourning on the Moon" passed down through the ages.

Now it seems like yesterday again.

One has been dead for a thousand years, leaving only a wisp of residual thoughts to sustenance, and the other has become an evil thing...

Suddenly, a small hand stretched out in the bloody sky, the blood-colored arm armor was hideous, with curved hooks and nails, and the big heart held the skull in his hand.

In an instant, the blood light dissipated, and a knight appeared alone on the battlefield, riding a strange beast, his face was hideous, and the tattered small flag in front of him flew fiercely, holding the skull in his hand and speaking silently.

"Soldier Saint Bao Lan..."

Huo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fists clenched hurriedly.

I guess it's the identity of the other party.

At the same time, I also felt this amazing aura, and the sense of oppression that gave me was lost to the old dragon king of the Ten Thousand Dragons Cave, Gamoro.

Before the Soldier Saint Lei Yun entered the demon, he had no true immortal strength!

Why have I survived so far?

How dare I be in this realm?

Huo Yu had a hundred thoughts in his heart.

Under the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, many people are looking at each other.

In the face of this situation, we also know what to do.

The Eighth Peerless Princess Bao Lanmei's eyes were full of excitement, she stumbled and rushed out, and knelt behind the thundercloud with a plop, "The predecessor is Yan Guhong, the disciple of Xiao, meet the ancestor!" ”

However, the White Tiger Soldier Saint Thundercloud didn't pay attention to it, and his face armor covered his face to see his expression clearly, but there was no pair of eyes that exuded a faint blue light looking at you, as indifferent as ice.

Fortunately, he didn't attack.

"Ancestor, his name is Lei Yun, he rose at the end of the micro, and he turned the sky into the troubled times..."Yan Guhong slowed down, slowly telling Bao Lan's past.

However, before he finished speaking, his hair suddenly stood on end, and he felt a terrifying killing force like the sky falling.

The killing machine does not come from the thunderclouds, but from the world.

That murderous aura was so blazing that even the strongest sergeants could feel it under the battlefield and looked up one after another.

I saw that under the ice field of the original polar night, the celestial phenomena changed slightly, first a little starlight appeared, shining brightly, and Wang Xuan converged with the rolling forward, forming a small whirlpool, enveloping the battlefield.

Huo Yu felt that it was wonderful, running the candle dragon's eye.

I saw that in the center of this Bao Lan whirlpool, under the layers of clouds and mountains, there seemed to be no dense figure flickering, waving flags, and there was no special giant boat shadow in the mountains...

"The Heavenly Soldiers are coming!"

The corners of Huo Yu's eyes twitched, and he clenched his fists fiercely.

I had thought that the appearance of the thundercloud actually alarmed the arrival of the heavenly soldiers, according to what the old dragon said and the starlight vision of Fang Cai, it was probably the Northern Courtyard Doubu Demon Sweeping Heavenly Army.

This scene, there are only a few people on the battlefield who are unaware, although they are like Bao Lan who sees it, but their faces are full of horror...

……

At the same time, under the Heavenly Capital Immortal City.

Several earth immortals who were rearranging the Divine Dao also raised their heads suddenly, their eyes shocked.

"This is..."

"There's a mistake, it's from heaven!"

In the Wanlong Cave in Liangzhou.

The thunder surged, the shock was rest, and a resentment rose to the sky...

……

Icefield Battlefield.

Bao Lan stood below deck, his cloak rattling in the wind, but my eyes were blinking, my eyes were shining at the sky, and my brow was slightly furrowed.

I found that the Doubu Heavenly Soldier was between the virtual and the real, and it seemed that it was easy to come.

Rumble!

At that moment, a flash of brilliance suddenly flashed in Bao Lan's eyes under the battlefield, and he stretched out his hand and waved, and the tattered small flag in front of him suddenly burst into blood.

As soon as I picked up Yan Guhong, turned my mount, and headed towards the depths of the ice field, a few blood rays also shrank rapidly.

"Ancestor!"

Yan Guhong seemed to feel something, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Master, wait for you!"

Under the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, Li Qianqiu also had a flash of inspiration, and with a slow roar, the sword broke through the air, regardless of Gu rushing into the blood light.

That old thing is very shrewd, staying in this world is a dead end, and seeing the calf appear, it is no matter how to hold on.

This scene made everyone stunned.

While Bao Lan breathed a sigh of relief, he jumped under the altar of the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, pinched the magic trick, released one hundred and four sacrificial star stones, and set up a large secluded small array.

The dragon veins and earth qi poured in, the starlight fell, and the Star Dou God Tree in the dantian rattled, and the sound appeared in the ears again.

Sure enough, as I expected, the Star Dou Divine Tree's ability to communicate with heaven and earth is still there, but it can be too far apart.

And that time, it was also muddy.

I vaguely heard a voice coming from under the Four Heavenly Kings.

"Returning to Xingjun, this monster is going to escape!"

Immediately, a majestic voice sounded, "It's okay, if it is too late, then seal this gap in the Eight Realms!" ”

Huo Yu frowned slightly, as if he was thoughtless.

If it's wrong, I'm eavesdropping, and now that the enemy is small, I need to gather enough information before I can move around.

And at that moment, the White Tiger Soldier Saint Bao Lan, who was carrying Yan Guhong, was unconscious, and suddenly turned to look at the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, and a blood-colored bell suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a flash of blood, the bell disappeared.

After doing that, I quickly turned around, and the seven people of Yan Guhong and Li Qianqiu, who were covered in blood and dizziness, instantly poured into the Four Dragons Netherworld under this ice field.

Thundered... In the Netherworld of the Four Dragons, blood clouds were still circling, and green thunder was roaring, but the terrifying blood-colored army had disappeared.

Under the ice field, there is no volcano that has passed through it, and there is a white ice field barbarian underground, with empty eyes, and there is no breath of life for a long time.

Under the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before we could react, not a single starlight fell under the sky.

Everyone could see clearly, there was not a single arrow-shaped white shadow in this starlight, like a meteor piercing the sky and falling in the direction of the ice barbarians.

Thundered...

There was a loud roar, and the ground trembled.

The dust and ice mist rose, and the so-called Four Dragons Netherworld had already collapsed entirely, and Wang Xuan, who was in the blood pool, had disappeared without a trace.

Very slowly, the sky Wang Xuan dissipated under the battlefield.

The starlight faded, and the ice field returned to polar night, and there was a dead silence in the white darkness.

The corners of Zhu Yanjun's little handsome Wei Youji's mouth twitched, "The old man is short-sighted, do you know what this is?" ”

It's a pity, someone replied.

And Huo Yu was also confused, under the Star Doushen Tree in my dantian, I don't know when, a big blood-colored bell was hung...