"Roaring !!!!!!!!!"

The dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The ordinary soldiers on both sides of the war did not know the camp to which the black dragon belonged.

I saw that the black dragon was menacing, and the momentum was even more powerful.

They all suppressed the fear in their hearts, and beware of the surprise attack of the black dragon.

There are even generals with good cultivation, who vaguely guessed the realm of the black dragon, and said in a trembling voice: "Mahayana realm...... At least seven grades or more?!"

"Don't panic!" Fan Li said loudly, "She's a reinforcement."

The soldiers of the coalition army, who were originally a little flustered and at a loss, suddenly showed joy when they heard this.

Above the sky, a bright light flashed.

The huge black dragon that covered the sky and the sun disappeared, leaving only a woman with black hair and a black dress, floating high on the dome, looking down at the Ming army camp below with a cold gaze.

"Master."

The woman spoke, and a powerful and confident voice echoed on the battlefield.

"Woo Hu, please fight."

Without waiting for Fan Li to answer, the remaining hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the coalition army were all cheering excitedly!

Own!

Sure enough, it's my own people!

This is a dragon powerhouse in the Mahayana realm!

There is hope to live!

There is hope for turning defeat into victory!

Fan Li and Wu Qi already have the bond of master and servant contract, and they have the same heart to mind.

He knew the current state and combat power of Wu Hao, and Wu Hu also knew everything that had just happened on the battlefield.

Cao***!

Sun Quan is dead!

Emperor Jiajing was seriously injured!

At this moment, Wu Hu does have the power to fight.

"Good!" Fan Li said loudly: "If you are invited, fight!"

"Presumptuous!"

As soon as Fan Li's words fell, several roars came from the Ming army camp.

A total of three figures burst into the sky.

Yan Song, Xu Jie, high arch!

These three people actually exude the aura of a Mahayana realm powerhouse.

It's just that after careful investigation, it was found that Yan Song was the strongest, Gao Gong was the weakest, and Xu Jie was slightly inferior to Yan Song.

"The friend on the other side is a little overwhelmed." Yan Song said coldly: "If you want to challenge my Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you are not qualified enough."

That's right, at least it makes sense.

In the human world, there is usually only another Mahayana Realm Heavenly Son who is qualified to adjust the Mahayana Realm Heavenly Son.

Wu Qi didn't talk nonsense.

She raised her right hand directly, and saw a large seal floating above her palm.

The big seal is exquisitely carved, and it is actually the shape of the Nine Dragons playing with pearls.

But on closer inspection, it was found that Jiulong was not a real dragon, but a juvenile dragon, with the shapes of a prison cow, a jair, a mocking wind, a prison prison, a fox, a tyrant, a relent, a negative and a kiss.

"And let you see the methods of the loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty." Yan Song's expression was serious, and he slowly pulled out a spirit sword.

This sword is of extremely high grade, the blade is engraved with calligraphy and painting on one side, and Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum is engraved on the other, which is the famous [Confucian and Taoist Gentleman's Sword], and it is also a good product in the heaven-level spiritual treasure.

Just now, Yan Song relied on this sword to stab Xiahoudun to death with a sword.

Seeing Shoufu draw his sword, Xu Jie and Gao Gong both showed envy.

They also have heaven-level spiritual treasures in their hands, but they are not as good as the Confucian and Taoist Gentleman Sword after all.

"Elder Xu Ge, Elder Gao Ge, let's go up together." Yan Song said lightly.

It turned out that even with a heavy treasure in hand, Yan Song didn't have the heart to fight alone.

Xu Jie and Gao Gong felt a burst of disdain in their hearts, and secretly sighed pity.

Both of them felt that Wu Qi's combat power was definitely above Yan Song, and if the two of them fought alone, Yan Song was very likely to be killed by Wu Song on the spot.

"Come on." Xu Jie said expressionlessly.

Gao Gong also nodded.

The three elders of the Daming Pavilion rushed towards Wu Hu together.

"Nine Seals."

The black horse chanted softly

With the name of the spirit treasure, he threw it at the attacking enemy.

She tossed with ease, as if she were throwing a ball of cotton.

The three pavilion elders only frowned, but they didn't feel much pressure from the Nine Dragons Seal.

Yan Song even raised the [Confucian and Taoist Gentleman's Sword], intending to forcibly connect the Nine Dragons Seal.

"Don't touch it."

"Get out of the way!"

To everyone's surprise, Emperor Jiajing actually gave a warning in person.

Yan Song was shocked!

Regardless of the image of Shousuke, he actually made a tumbling and crawling action in mid-air, which was able to avoid the Nine Dragons Seal.

It's just that the tip of the [Confucian and Taoist Gentleman's Sword] has already stretched out, and now it is hastily withdrawn, and it still accidentally scratches the edge of the Nine Dragons Seal.

Suddenly!

Sudden change!

The Nine Dragons Seal actually emitted nine dragon groans at the same time, accompanied by nine dragon sons.

The wind and clouds changed color, and for a while, there were thousands of thunderbolts slashing down, just in the mid-air where the three pavilion elders had just stopped!

It's a pity that Emperor Jiajing warned and all three avoided it in time.

Ten thousand thunderbolts split into the air and landed below, splitting the earth within a radius of about a mile into scorched earth, emitting bursts of scorching stench.

There were more than 5,000 soldiers of the Ming army who were too far forward, and all of them were killed on the spot by the thunder tribulation summoned by the Nine Dragon Seal!

"Good...... It's so strong." Xiang Ning muttered.

Kill 5,000 people in one hit?

Is this still the strength of an ordinary Mahayana realm?

No, Wu Hu has never been an ordinary Mahayana realm.

Yan Song and the other three suddenly felt sweaty, and their eyes were full of horror that could not be concealed.

Countless pairs of eyes looked up at the black horse, either in fear or in adoration.

Only Fan Li could feel the trace of regret and sadness in Wu Li's heart.

The Nine Dragons Seal is the condensation of the soul of the Nine Dragons.

Wu Qi was in a coma for ten years, and it was not impossible to wake up at first.

But she took pity on the remnants of the Nine Dragons, and wanted to forcibly collect them into her body and help them regenerate with the method of gestation.

It's a pity that Wu Qi was not born with a dragon, and the soul of the nine sons is also incomplete.

Except for the prisoner ox, the overlord and the negative man, the other six sons were all defeated together with Shi Jingjiao, and it was the black horse who collected the wisps of remnant souls scattered in the heavens and the earth during his sleep.

In this way, it was even more difficult for Wu Qi to give birth to nine sons, and he was finally so dragged that he couldn't wake up from his dream.

Fortunately, Fan Li took over the system task and woke up Wu Qi.

Due to fate, although the dragon soul in Wu Hu's body could not be reborn, he was grateful for Wu Hu's motherly affection and voluntarily condensed it into a spiritual treasure.

The Nine Dragon Seal, from the moment it was born, automatically became the natal magic weapon of Wu Hu, and it cannot change hands for the rest of his life.

"Nine Seals."

Wu Qi threw out the spirit treasure again.

Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Gao Gong were inexplicably frightened!

Such power is almost equivalent to a heavenly tribulation!

But they only have the cultivation of the early and middle stages of the Mahayana realm, and they are not quasi-immortals in the tribulation period, how can they resist?

A phoenix-like birdsong came.

The divine fire was like a wall, blocking the three of them.

The Nine Dragons seal slammed into the wall of fire

, After being blocked, it was retracted by Wu Qi, but the wall of fire also quickly collapsed, and the Ming Vermilion Bird became even more sluggish, and flew back to Emperor Jiajing's side with wilting.

"Good means."

"I didn't expect Fan to have such a backhand from you."

Emperor Jiajing spoke slowly, praising Fan Li on the surface, but with sinister intentions.

"If you had summoned Wu Hu just now and joined forces with Emperor Wei and Wu, perhaps I might have to fall as well."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers of Wei and Wu in the coalition army looked sideways at Fan Li.

There was questioning, shock, and even anger in their eyes!

Fan Li also scolded his mother in his heart.

Emperor Jiajing is worthy of being a master of playing with power, and this kind of sowing discord will come as soon as he opens his mouth!

Free to read.