Zhao Xuan walked two steps slightly, illuminated the words in front of him with a flashlight, and carefully looked at the words in front of him.

It is not necessarily accurate to say that it is a word, it should be called calligraphy and painting.

A cursive "dragon" pen walks the silver snake, but in the word, and with slender brushstrokes, depict all kinds of details, a lifelike dragon, leaping on the paper.

Just when Zhao Xuan was about to get closer and take a closer look, he felt that the dragon in the painting turned his head sideways and opened his mouth.

Although there was no sound, Zhao Xuan's ears seemed to hear the earth-shattering dragon groan.

Zhao Xuan shook his mind a little in the sound of the dragon's groan, and then raised his head, only to find himself in a wilderness.

Okay, it's a fantasy again.

Zhao Xuan pursed his lips, while despising Zhang Yuan's guarantee that he had no credit, while complaining about this unavoidable illusion.

Just as Zhao Xuan raised his head and looked around, he suddenly heard a burst of drums behind the mountain peaks in the distance.

With the rumbling drums, a group of sergeants in armor, holding spears, slowly walked up the hillside.

As the drumming stopped, all the sergeants stood still at the top of the slope and pestled their spears on the ground.

Several black drums were erected between the ranks of sergeants, and the depictions on the drums were dragons of various forms.

During the whole process, the sergeants kept upright, Rulin's spears remained motionless, and only Da Xuan was blown in the wind.

Quiet and solemn.

Just when Zhao Xuan was thinking about the origin of such an elite army.

Behind the hillside on the other side, drums also sounded.

Warriors in red armor leaped out from behind the hillside and also stood still on the hillside.

The Red Armor warriors had a wide variety of weapons in their hands, ranging from common knives and axes to uncommon maces and meteor hammers.

Standing on the hillside, they didn't pay attention to the formation, just lined up in a few rows, talking and laughing loudly with each other, pointing at the Xuanjia sergeant in the distance.

The Red Armor Army also erected several large flags, and the blood-red banners were mottled and messy, and they really looked as if they were dyed red by blood.

On the banner is a figure, either holding a weapon, or roaring in the sky.

Zhao Xuan really didn't see whose image this was.

The Red Armor soldiers looked scattered, but the fierce eyes of the soldiers, the bronzed skin and prickly muscles exposed between the armor, also showed that this army was fighting well.

Zhao Xuan saw the scene of the confrontation between the two armies in the illusion world, and he did not panic at all. simply sat on the ground, found a comfortable position, and watched the play with great interest.

It's a lot more interesting than the movie.

The two armies confronted each other for several minutes, and the Red Armor Army could not hold back, and first beat the drumbeat of the attack.

When the soldiers of the Red Armor Army heard the beat of the drums, they put away their hippie smiling expressions, drew their weapons one after another, pursed their lips, lined up in a loose line, and walked forward.

At first, it was a slow walk, but as the rhythm of the drums became faster and faster, the Red Armor soldiers gradually changed from slow walking to fast walking, and then to trotting, and gradually, they ran forward.

A line of blood swept towards the Xuanjia Army.

On the other side, the officers of the Xuanjia Army drew their long swords and swung them forward.

The sergeants raised their spears and pointed diagonally forward.

The gun is like a dragon.

Then, a burst of drums also sounded behind the Xuanjia Army, and every time the drum beat was beaten, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army shouted loudly and took a step forward.

The slowly advancing reef and the red sea of blood finally collided together.

The Red Armor warriors either jumped high or rolled over, quickly dodging the dense forest of guns, but many of them were still unable to dodge and slammed into the spears.

The spear easily pierced through the red armor and pierced from behind the warrior, but the tip of the spear was not stained with blood, emitting a cold light.

In the first collision alone, dozens of soldiers of the Red Armor Army were stabbed to death in the forest of guns.

But there were more warriors, dodging the spears, and broke through in front of the Xuanjia army. What awaits them is still spears.

The officer of the Xuanjia Army roared, and the sergeant of the Xuanjia Army, who was standing in the third and fourth rows, handed out the spear in his hand from the crack in the person and stabbed it fiercely on the enemy.

In an instant, dozens of Red Armor soldiers fell to the ground.

The Red Armor warrior was not repelled by the temporary blockade, but roared angrily, continued to rush forward, waved the weapon in his hand, cut off the spear, and cut the Xuanjia Army sergeant in front of him to the ground.

As soon as the sergeant of the Xuanjia Army in the front row fell, there was a sergeant in the back row, who quickly stepped forward and filled the position.

The Red Armor Army, which roared incessantly, and the silent Xuanjia Army, fought together without any fancy feelings.

Aggression is like fire, immobile like a mountain.

The number of warriors of the Red Armor Army is constantly decreasing, but it still has not shaken the reef-like Xuanjia Army.

But the reef of the Xuanjia Army is also getting thinner and thinner.

At this time, bursts of singing sounded in the formation of the Red Armor Army.

"Go to war, don't return!"

"The head is gone, but it still does not yield!"

"Though man die, God will not perish!"

"Even if you are a ghost, you are also a hero!"

The song was distant and desolate, at first it was just a lonely roar, and gradually, it became a neat chant.

"Though man die, God will not perish!"

"Even if you are a ghost, you are also a hero!"

"Even if you are a ghost, you are also a hero!"

Inspired by the song, the Red Armor soldiers became more and more courageous, and gradually divided the black reef into several pieces.

Several officers of the Xuanjia Army, standing behind the big array, drew their long swords for command, and shouted three times.

"How can you say that you have no clothes?"

The sergeants of the Xuanjia Army responded in unison.

"Fellow with the Son!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes?"

"Tongze with the son!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes?"

"Dressed with the Son!"

Several officers shouted after a while, threw down the long swords in their hands, and with the entourage around them, picked up the spears that had fallen from the ground, and threw themselves into the formation.

The formation of the Xuanjia Army has been stabilized again.

The two armies have lost half of their men in the confrontation so far, but their morale is still high, and they have fought bravely and never retreated.

Zhao Xuan had already stood up, looking at the bloody battle scene in the valley not far away, and was silent for a long time.

Where exactly did these two armies come from?

Just as Zhao Xuan was pondering, a dragon groan came from a farther away.

In the silent Xuanjia army formation, bursts of cheers were heard.

In the Red Armor Army, there was a trace of panic in the continuous singing.

Soon after the dragon's groan, a black dragon swooped down from the sky towards the battlefield. After a few ups and downs, it has come closer.

Zhao Xuan stared at it, the black dragon was dozens of meters long, with antlers, hump heads, snake bodies, fish scales, and eagle claws, floating in the air, exuding supreme might.

This black dragon is 100% a legendary image, completely different from the "Zhao Yi" described by Cheng Shuman.

The black dragon floated in the air on the battlefield, and there was another dragon roar, but then, ignoring the battlefield, he rushed straight towards Zhao Xuan on the hillside.

Zhao Xuan was still looking at the black dragon there, and suddenly found that the black dragon actually pounced on him, he was taken aback, and wanted to dodge, but found that the black dragon was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already pounced in front of him.

Zhao Xuan struggled to run to the side.

But how can two feet outrun the black dragon that is as fast as thunder.

The black dragon opened its mouth, just like Zhao Xuan biting.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Zhao Xuan secretly gritted his teeth and pounced forward.

The black dragon staggered.

Zhao Xuan turned over and found that the black dragon appeared on another mountain a hundred meters away, and he had just turned around and looked at him again.

Zhao Xuan, who was still secretly marveling at the speed of the black dragon, suddenly discovered that it was not the black dragon that appeared on another mountain, but himself.

The sergeants of the Red Armor Army let out bursts of cheers when they saw Zhao Xuan dodging the black dragon's attack, and the battle song was also raised again.

"Even if you are a ghost, you are also a hero!"

Zhao Xuan didn't have time to think about how he teleported, let alone why the soldiers of the Red Armor Army cheered. The black dragon turned around and pounced on Zhao Xuan again.

The black dragon was still dozens of meters away from Zhao Xuan, and with a long groan, a bolt of lightning burst out from between the two corners, heading straight for Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan didn't react at all, and the lightning hit him.

But Zhao Xuan didn't feel the pain, lowered his head, but found that his body had turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"This is, dead?" Zhao Xuan muttered to himself.

But before Zhao Xuan's voice fell, the blood mist under his body recondensed together and changed back to the appearance of his body.

Zhao Xuan raised his hands and looked at them repeatedly, but he didn't find anything strange, and subconsciously shook his hands, but found that a blood mist floated out from between his hands and slowly flew towards the black dragon.

A small cloud of blood mist, flying very slowly, but the black dragon dodged several times, but could not dodge, and finally could only swing his tail to his side and forcibly catch the blood mist.

A ball of blood mist the size of a basketball fell on the black dragon, but the black dragon rolled in pain, and after more than ten seconds, it regained its body, but no longer tried to attack Zhao Xuan, but just looked at Zhao Xuan in the air.

The soldiers of the Red Armor Army not far away erupted in cheers again.

Zhao Xuan didn't care about the black dragon at all, staring at his own hands incredibly.

What is this? Cultivating immortals? Or magic?

It seems that because Zhao Xuan had an advantage in the confrontation with the black dragon, the soldiers of the Red Armor Army were inspired by this, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and gradually divided and surrounded the Xuanjia Army.

The black dragon also turned his head, saw the situation of the Xuanjia army in the valley, let out a long groan, turned over and rushed towards the battlefield.

Zhao Xuan really wanted to communicate with this black dragon to understand what was going on, so he raised his hand and shouted, "Hey! ”

With Zhao Xuan's shout, what erupted from Zhao Xuan's mouth was not a stream of air, but a large blood mist.

The blood mist split into several strands, each drifting away like the Xuanjia army that was divided and surrounded on the battlefield.

Seeing this, the black dragon stopped his action of rushing towards the battlefield, turned around, raised his head, and a bolt of lightning that was thicker than before rushed towards one of the blood mists.

The blood mist and lightning were entangled, blinking directly and dissipating at the same time.

The black dragon didn't stop for a moment, and shot another bolt of lightning towards another blood mist.

Zhao Xuan could clearly feel that after the black dragon shot a few bolts of lightning in a row, it obviously stopped, and it no longer had the power it had before.

In the end, the black dragon still couldn't stop all the blood mist, and the remaining two blood mist slowly floated to the top of the Xuanjia Army sergeant's head.

The blood mist spread over the head of the sergeant of the Xuanjia Army, so faint that it was almost impossible to see the color, and enveloped all the sergeants in the array.

However, the sergeants of the Xuanjia Army in the array, in this almost invisible blood mist, fell to the ground in pain.