In the ancient battlefield, the faces of many monks were extremely stiff.

Yuan Fu's expression is very exciting, it is really the world is changing, and life is impermanent.

The people who were still standing on the dry shore just now, who could laugh and comment on Yan Yan, were all dumb at the moment.

Embarrassment, chagrin, horror and other emotions poured out, and the atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing.

And Yan Nu's momentum is very terrifying, the brilliant and fierce artistic conception, coupled with that amazing domineering, makes everyone dare not look at him directly.

Suddenly, his figure swayed, and he hurried towards the crowd.

The air fluctuated under his feet, and the figure flowed like lightning, and in one step, a few breaths spanned twenty miles.

"It's over! I'm waiting for the end of the day! ”

"No...... Stop him! Where is the Yellow Turban Lux! ”

Many monks were almost frightened when they saw that Yan Nu was menacing and filled the sky.

Fortunately, after coming in, you can command the Yellow Turban wrestlers to which you belong more directly.

They hurriedly drove hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers to escort them, desperately stopping the Yan Nu.

The mighty Yellow Turban wrestlers were all ignored by Yan Nu and rushed into the center by him.

He shouted to the sky: "Don't stop me!" ”

Buzzed, a larger artistic conception than before, erupted and enveloped the audience.

Suddenly, with Yan Nu as the center, a terrible phenomenon occurred.

The Yellow Turban Lux was all stunned and lost consciousness in an instant.

The heavy body fell to the ground on its back, spread on the ground in patches.

Viewed from the air, the crowd looks like a calm lake thrown into a boulder, stirring up huge waves that spread in circles.

In the end, hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers were all taken away, and there was no one left, and all of them were lifeless.

They spread all over the earth, forming a thick sea of people.

"What ......"

"What the hell is this ability? Magic weapons, spirit puppets, fall when they are shaken. ”

Although the monks were fine, they were also suppressed by the artistic conception of fire.

This time, not only was the golden body period unable to bear it, but even the immortal period was shocked into a trance, his eyes were blurred, and he almost fainted.

The elders of the Dust Separation Period were shocked by this, and they were so shocked that they retreated again and again before they came to their senses.

"Create Formation!"

"This artistic conception should only be effective for spirituality, and the formation soldiers are unconscious, everything is just the evolution of the formation......"

"But the array is too weak, how can you stop it?"

"After all, we can delay, this catastrophe has already caused a sensation in the cultivation world, we will definitely be able to wait for rescue!"

In order to stop the Yan Nu, more than 20 elders of various factions, as the arrangers, used dead horses as live horse doctors, frantically consumed the foundation of the formation, and created a history of heroic generals.

In an instant, the ancient battlefield was hundreds of miles long, and it was almost full.

There is a great Qin Xiongshi who swept the world and unified the six countries, and he was cold and slaughtered.

There are also big Han iron horsemen who are surrounded by wolves, and they are proud and excited.

Three hundred years ago, Emperor Guangwu helped the Han Dynasty to ride in Youzhou, the green forest of Yanbei, nearly a million people, the momentum is like a rainbow.

A hundred years ago, the Qingzhou soldiers who helped Emperor Wu of Wei to set the north of Dingding, the tiger and leopard cavalry, there were also hundreds of thousands, and the army was mighty.

Since the Qin Dynasty, for more than 500 years, almost all the human armies that once moved mountains and rivers have appeared.

Although it is false, it is only the evolution of the formation.

However, immortal cultivators live forever, and the foundation of the evolution of the formation comes from the red dust of the human world collected by the various sects for hundreds of years.

The Celestial Scar Great Array is a treasure trove of battlefield history for nearly five hundred years.

"Stop him! Stop him! ”

The monks of all sects fled in flocks, although there was no way to escape, but they also had to try to stay away from the punishment heaven.

Between himself and Xingtian, there are millions of armies in the block, and try to delay.

Perhaps, we can wait for the turnaround, and there will be rescue from the Immortal Sect and even other caves?

But it was all in vain.

"Alas......" Yuan Fu shook his head bitterly and self-deprecatingly, he was like this before, but what was the use?

It's also ridiculous to say that a group of Dao realm powerhouses who have lived for hundreds of years don't even have the courage to fight Xingtian at this moment.

Instead, he had to hide behind mortals and let countless ordinary soldiers stand in front of him to protect himself.

"Huh? These soldiers, my domineering and artistic conception are all useless, and I have no consciousness? ”

His artistic conception can snatch the soul, and domineering can make people fearful.

Even the monks were intimidated by his domineering and did not dare to approach, let alone mortals.

However, countless troops advanced towards him in dense packs, without the slightest retreat.

Yan Nu stared at the front legion, its military discipline was strict and the array was neat.

The black armor held his head, and his expression was solemn.

Despite their vivid expressions, the Yan Nu was unable to snatch their spirits, that is, they had no spirituality at all.

This iron army with stubbornness and perseverance rolled forward, and a low and solemn military song sounded.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son! ”

The air echoed with a heroic voice, and the dialect was extremely strong, and Yan Nu didn't hear it clearly, but he still felt a strong hatred of the same enemy, and the momentum of death did not spin.

Most of them are just one-dimensional quenching, but they give people the feeling that they are like a torrent running over everything.

"Great Qin Ruishi......" Yuan Fu Zhenren muttered to himself in the rear, his tone was quite nostalgic, he was a person of that era, and he had seen such an army with his own eyes.

Yan Nu's ears were sharp, and when he heard this, he realized that this was Qin Jun.

The last one, the army established by the Emperor of Man.

"Clusters, clusters!"

The Qin army pulled the crossbow, and the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun struck.

The flame slave charged forward, and the rain of arrows tickled like dust in the air.

"Kill!"

"Woooooo

The horn sounded, and Da Qin Ruishi kept the formation fixed, his eyes were resolute, and he wanted to block the flame slave to the death.

However, with a bang, Yan Nu instantly overwhelmed them, and the huge strength made him like a big plow, cutting through the sand.

Yan Nu had no interest in fighting these almost phantom soldiers, and did not want to or bother to kill them.

However, something amazing happened, his speed became slower and slower, and his body felt heavier and heavier.

"Huh?"

Yan Nu was stunned, he was full of people, these people hugged him to the death, and the combination of hooks and locks and flesh entangled him to death.

And if this is all there is to it, it is impossible for the army to stop him, because he has the power of a thousand dragons.

The power of a dragon is 125,000 catties, and the power of a thousand dragons is as high as 125 million catties.

The Yellow Turban Lux couldn't pull him before, how could he be dragged by mortals?

He turned around and was surprised to find that the dense army, after discovering that he was invulnerable, hugged one by one, forming countless humanoid chains, connecting each other's strength.

Forced to rely on the weight of a million troops to drag him down.

This kind of execution is obviously terrifying.

Because there are too many people, it seems to be twisted into a rope at this moment, a rope that is extremely heavy.

Obviously, though, it's also costly. All that hung on the Yan slave's body, and even the sharp soldiers who were near him, were all dead.

The pull of power made them no longer human-form, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

There are at least tens of thousands of people, and only the corpses are left and they are still in each other's coffins. If there is a break, there will be a follow-up army to make up for it immediately, and the discipline is extremely strict.

"Can this be? My strength can't even withstand the half-immortals, but I am dragged down by an army of ordinary people? ”

Yan Nu was surprised, even though he could break them up and get rid of the entanglement with just a heavy punch.

But the actions of this legion shocked him very much.

It's not that he hasn't fought a million army before, but compared to this army, the previous Yellow Turban wrestlers are like a plate of loose sand.

Even if a single force crushes this army I don't know how many times, but at the same time, Yan Nu is actually only a few dozen enemies at most.

It wasn't until he faced this mortal army that he clearly felt what it was like to be an enemy of a million people.

You know, this number is so huge, like the ocean.

Many of the warriors, far away from him, could not actually see him, did not know what they were fighting against.

But he still became a part of the chain, carried out orders, and completed a small mission of his own.

Even if they were dragged to death by the terrible divine power, they still hugged each other tightly and twisted together.

Each person is a cog, a million hearts, like one person, forming a huge war machine.

For the first time, Yan Nu experienced the power of many people.

"Didn't you say there was no consciousness? According to my situation, I used my weight to form a humanoid chain......"

Yan Nu was shocked, and it was a little strange.

Yuan Fu told him a lot of things before, so he knew that the formation of Qi was just a replica based on the army of the year.

The tactics that can be executed are all the tactics that have been recorded and used.

In other words, Qin Jun did this, not according to his situation now, but because of the original experience?

What did this legion have had against the enemy back then, and that it had this kind of experience in fighting against the terrifying divine power?

"Bang!"

Yan Nu stopped, the army did not stop, and countless armies came up from the front.

The evolution of the formation is not only the Great Qin Ruishi, as far as the eye can see, it is all male soldiers.

Although the other armies were not as terrible as the Qin army, they were also very brave, using normal battlefield slashing and killing, and after finding it useless, they did not have any special tactics, but immediately turned to death.

They raised their shields, one after the other, forming a thick wall of men and squeezing him.

Sure enough, it was the Qin army that was more special. Qin Jun's response was shockingly skillful.

However, the strong army with a large number of people in the past dynasties is still very strong, although it is not like a person, but it is much more cooperative than the Yellow Turban Lux.

Yan Nu took a step forward, and countless soldiers were killed, but the follow-up soldiers, one after another, had no end in sight, and their morale was high.

God knows, how many strong armies there have been in the past five hundred years, and the monks of various sects are terrified, and in order to stop him, they don't know how many virtual people have been created.

It's like an ocean.

Yan Nu took a deep breath and began to be in awe of this dense scene of one heart and one mind not spinning.

Thinking in his heart, kill, of course he can kill them all. After all, the physical strength is endless, and it is not harmed.

But it's a waste of time, there's no need to go around.

"Whew!"

Yan Nu struggled hard, shook thousands of people, and jumped up, like a meteor reversing the sky.

Then it slipped from the sky and jumped up again. So repeatedly, the human army can't fly, and it can't stop him at all.

After a few ups and downs, Yan Nu used all his strength to reach the highest point.

Slamming into the air, stomping through the air, like a meteorite, slanted into the rear of countless armies, and struck at the trembling monks.

"Boom!"

This blow was devastating and shattering.

The monks of all factions wailed, and they shook up like dust, scattered in all directions, and turned into a rain of meat sauce and blood.

The Golden Body Stage and the Immortal Stage had no power to fight back at all, and at such a close distance, they were completely shrouded in the domineering spirit of the Yan Slave.

This is not just a feeling, but directly enters the range of the characteristic effect of Chiyou's domineering.

The shooter did not dare to shoot westward, afraid of the platform of Xuanyuan.

This kind of domineering will forcibly arouse great fear in people's hearts, and magnify the effect of all panic and shock.

Don't dare to look at it, don't dare to be an enemy of it.

With such a combination and artistic conception weakened and suppressed, many monks were terrified in their hearts and their hearts were shocked.

Looking at Yannu, it is like seeing a godless king.

Some knelt down in fear, others fled in terror, but they entered the formation, whether they could flee or not.

This is a formation they set up for themselves, and they are reaping the consequences at the moment.

"Puff puff!"

The Yan slaves went on a killing spree, killing them like lost dogs. The fists are fisted to the flesh, and the flesh and blood around them are flying, and these profound people turn into white bone meat sauce one by one.

This scene was in a trance, as if when he was crisscrossing the Zhang family, the scholars faced such a majestic man as him.

The immortal cultivators in the crowd are also strong warriors, but compared to Yan Nu, they are far behind.

In fact, in the past three hundred years, the martial style of the family has gradually faded, and even the practitioners are more fond of being chic and elegant mages, rather than delving into the barbaric and powerful wrestler methods.

"Xingtian! You alien murderer! Barbarian beasts! ”

"Thou hast slaughtered all of us today, and this will surely stir up the wrath of the people, and the heavens and the earth will fight against us!"

"It's not good to die!"

The elder-level figure still has some backbone, although he was shocked by domineering, he did not run away, but scolded loudly, unwilling to die embarrassed.

This is determined by the era in which they were born, and many of them were born in the Western Han Dynasty, and their character was extremely proud.

Yan Nu said in a deep voice: "Together? They don't look for me, I'm going to look for them. ”

"The people of the mountains and seas are all human races, but they have been slaughtered by you for three hundred years, and I will fight them one by one!"

Seeing that he was still talking nonsense that the people of Shanhai were human races at this time, many monks couldn't help but change their faces.

I've heard this a lot, but now I feel different.

I thought that Xingtian was nonsense, and deliberately said so, so that they could throw a mouse trap, and not throw the people of the mountains and seas into it, and even get the people of the mountains and seas out, so that Xingtian would be able to get out of the battle.

But now that they have all rolled in, not to mention the people of the mountains and seas, even they themselves can't get out, and they are being killed like chickens and dogs here.

Xingtian is overwhelming the audience, life and death are in hand, why insist on this point of view?

"Impossible...... What are these aliens like people? Why do the gods lie to us? ”

"Xing Tianling will kill if he wants to kill, and Hugh will mess with my Dao heart!"

Elder Lushan retorted excitedly, unwilling to accept this kind of thing.

This kind of truth is really devastating, and many of them, with the blood of foreign races on their hands, dare not believe this kind of thing at all.

Even in my heart, I have begun to believe.

"Please die." Yan Nu didn't bother to explain, he really didn't have any evidence, his hands didn't stop, and the monks died one by one.

At this time, Luo Yan's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Of course, it's because, the Jedi Heavenly Pass is connected." ”

"Emperor Gaoyang expelled the gods, how can the words of the gods be believed? Now the god realm is just a false god. ”

"The gods are the agents of the Heavenly Dao, and they are above the hearts of the people for the sake of the Mandate of Heaven, what can't they do?"

"The ancient ancestors finally drove out the gods and made people's hearts higher than the destiny of heaven. But you are repeating the mistakes of the past, and you are bent on killing dogs for the way of heaven, how sad it is. ”

Yan Nu turned around, only to see Luo Yan and Miao Han come in.

"Why did you get in?"

The remaining monks were also very surprised, didn't Luo Yan want to guard the withered wall? Isn't it an exposition? What's wrong? Take the initiative to enter the Celestial Scar Array?

"Don't you want me to find out the truth? Why don't you just be right here? Luo Yan said with a smile.

Yan Nu sighed: "What can you do?" ”

Luo Yan looked at the mighty human army and frowned: "Wait for the troops to be withdrawn as soon as possible, otherwise let you taste the methods of my demon dao to torture the immortals." ”

The more than twenty elders of the Dust Separation Period, all of whom were arrayers, twitched the corners of their mouths when they heard this.

However, the elders of Lushan had strange faces, and they knew that this was all spread by the Immortal Sect.

In fact, the famous torture of immortals in the Demon Dao was just to test some immortal cultivators with strange things.

However, these human armies are really useless, the lives of these people they have left are in the hands of Xingtian, and there is no point in resisting, but I want to see if the so-called truth is true before I die.

As a result, the arrayers waved their hands and dispersed countless soldiers.

This allowed the tens of thousands of Shanhai people who were thrown in the distance to run quickly and gather behind Yan Nu.

They beat their chests and feet, roared old songs, and prostrate themselves in worship.

Yuan Fu also walked over silently, looking at the worship of Xingtian by these strange-shaped people, thoughtful.

"Don't kneel, get up." Yan Nu shouted.

But they couldn't understand what Yan Nu was saying.

"Have you learned their language?" Yan Nu asked Luo Yan.

Luo Yan shook his head: "No, but it's not difficult." ”

As a master of the way of the mechanism, the speed of thinking is extremely fast, and he turns a thousand times. The ability to learn a language is very strong.

It's just that before, he didn't take this into account, and he didn't specifically learn the language of the people of Shanhai.

After all, as a person in the Demon Dao, it is difficult to come to the cave, and every time you come, you run away after doing something, how can you have that kind of kung fu.

"Just now outside, I have collected the language data of the people of Shanhai, and I can generally communicate."

As he spoke, he dissected his heart and lungs and removed a piece of bronze organ.

"It's part of my wit, I can speak with it, I can translate."

Sure enough, as soon as Luo Yan said this last sentence, the bronze organ immediately made a strange sound, and the people of the mountains and seas who were close to him all looked at Luo Yan for a moment, because they understood.

"In this illusion, the way of the mechanism can still be used?" Yan Nu was amazed.

Miao Han explained on the side: "This formation doesn't understand the way of the mechanism, and Luo Yan's mechanism is actually his body, so it is all counted as a physical function. ”

Yan Nu suddenly, Luo Yan smiled, and immediately took out another piece and threw it to a mountain and sea national in the field.

This allowed everyone to finally understand the call of the crooked teeth.

"Emperor Yan! Yan! ”

The people of the mountains and seas shouted at Yan Nu, and everyone present was stunned.

Isn't it Xingtian? How do you call it Emperor Yan?

Miao Han looked at Luo Yan and said in his heart, is there a problem with your translation library? Or, Luo Yan joined the private goods and deliberately recorded Xingtian as Emperor Yan.

After all, Yan Nu wants to become the Emperor of the Immortal Emperor against the Heavens, and he is Huode, and his name is Yan, so it is appropriate to be called Emperor Yan.

But there is no need, it has to be endorsed by the name of the ancient emperor, the title is not important, Luo Yan is a bit redundant.

Miao Han persuaded in a low voice, but Luo Yan was also at a loss when he faced this situation: "Don't look at me, I can't do this." ”

Now Miaohan is also stunned, the image of Yan Nu's severed head is not obvious? Why is he called Emperor Yan?

"Take the horns off." Miao Han looked at Yan Nu and found that he was wearing a horned helmet, which was probably misleading.

The flame slave did so and plucked the horns, but the sound kept coming from the bronze organs.

"Emperor Yan! Yan! ”

"Flame! Flame! ”

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:I'm sorry. Just this chapter, it's actually quite a lot of words. The explanation that follows is a bit complicated, and I'm still struggling with it.

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