The border between the Haotian Empire and the Xuanyang Empire.

There is no wall between the two countries, and the view is desolate land, and there is no one under the lonely smoke.

Smack-

Under the scorching sun, a head with an iron helmet smashed to the ground, throwing a trail of blood on the ground, its eyes were dead, and the headless body standing was still spurting blood, and in front of it, the fierce general holding a war knife roared to the sky.

A hundred feet behind the fierce general, 50,000 red-armored male soldiers slapped their shields with swords, and the shouts of the "Hao" character flag fluttered shook the heavens and the earth.

On the other side, the number of black-armored soldiers and horses is 40,000, and the aura of slaughter is strong, seeing that the general who called the formation is invincible and dead, the main general pulls out his long sword, raises his arms and shouts: "Kill!" ”

Forty thousand black-armored soldiers and horses came out of the cage like fierce tigers, a battalion of gold-patterned heavy-armored cavalry took the lead in charging into battle, the war horses galloped blindfolded, neighing constantly, the ground between the two sides of the earthquake trembled, and a green-backed lizard jumped out of the hollow eye socket of a skull in horror.

The 50,000 male soldiers of the Haotian Empire also beat the drum to kill, and the cavalry went first, the cavalry took off the big bow on their backs, lifted the reins and ran wildly, when they were still more than fifty zhang away from the heavy armored cavalry of the Xuanyang Empire, they stood up and touched the arrow from the arrow bag behind their backs, and gradually converged with the undulating rhythm of the war horse under the crotch with bated breath, and when there were still thirty zhang away from the heavy armored cavalry of the Xuanyang Empire after three breaths, the cavalry commander gave an order, and thousands of arrows were shot like flying locusts.

On the opposite side, the heavy armored cavalry of the Xuanyang Empire erected a shield to defend, and there were constantly people with arrows in the legs in the sword rain, but more of them were arrows in the legs, and when the war horse fell, it would not only fall to death the people on the back, but also trip the war horse behind, in a chaotic scream, the heavy armored cavalry of the Xuanyang Empire who did not die looked cold, and waved the Sensen war knife, as long as they were close, these Haotian beasts who were good at shooting should die!

There are still a few zhang distance between the cavalry of the two sides, and the roar of the other party can be heard, in the wind, the Haotian Empire warrior who has been in the center of the pestle faced the torrent of black heavy armor, and the tiger roared heavily to split the sword, and a sword qi slashed the wind, cutting the Xuanyang Empire's several horses in half, and the blood was splashed like a flower. In the next moment, the cavalry of the two sides finally collided together, the red and black grinding discs bited, and the next thing was a quick grinding of flesh and death.

The cavalry is a sharp knife, there is no way to retreat at all, and after the cavalry of the two sides has crossed the first pass of life and death, they will continue to rush forward to face a larger number of foot soldiers.

It's a hard-fought battle to determine who is the real strong with the most primitive wildness of the male.

It is their fate to die on the battlefield.

And to kill, in order to show the magnificence before death.

In the valley twenty miles away from here, there is a hidden group of two thousand silver-black armored cavalry, each wearing three war knives, just now, five scouts of the Haotian Empire were cleared, and they are waiting for the best moment to attack, although there are only two thousand people, but as long as they charge into battle at the right time, they can completely crush the enemy's military heart and control the battle. When the two armies fought, what they were most afraid of was that the collapse of the army's morale would lead to the annihilation of the entire army.

These two thousand people are silent, the war horse has been fed with the fire grass, this plant can make the war horse excited to madness, and now the war horse has stepped on the hooves and shook the mane, and it can't bear it anymore.

"Get shot!" The handsome-faced young general gave the order and pulled down the iron mask.

Two thousand short javelins were drawn in unison, and the young general was about to set off with a clamp on the belly of his horse, when a black object suddenly fell from the sky, and the ground immediately collapsed into a round pit.

This is a strong man in a black robe, standing with a horse step, with scarlet tattoos on his arms, an exaggerated belly, and although he wears a hat, his chin is strangely long.

The young general shouted, "Who is coming?!" ”

The strong man in the black robe ignored it, and suddenly fell to the ground, his abdomen agitated, and his throat and cheeks continued to bulge, like a big toad.

The young general, who was accustomed to killing people on the battlefield, couldn't help but panic for a while, Leng is that he is not afraid of thousands of troops, and he is also frightened by the strange behavior of the strong man in the black robe, and the most feared by mortals in the world is, of course, monsters and demons.

The black-robed man's abdomen suddenly shrank violently, and a mass of something vomited out of his unusually large mouth, and the black paste turned out to be a group of flies and bees!

Faced with such a situation, the first dozens of horsemen who didn't know how to deal with it were bitten by black insects in an instant, and the young general pulled up the iron mask in horror, and there were obviously several stung on his face, and he wiped his face and howled in pain. After these black insects attacked, they immediately flew up and went to bite others, and those who were bitten by them started from the body in the blink of an eye, and the end was extremely miserable.

The cavalry in the rear turned around and fled, only to see five more black objects falling from the sky, all of them looking like ghosts, and one of them came out of the ground, flying around the place.

The battle between the two armies has reached a fever pitch, and the generals no longer need to arrange formations, and the key to determining the outcome lies in who has more fierce soldiers and generals. However, the forehead of the main general of the Xuanyang Empire was covered with yin lines, why did the two thousand cavalry that he carefully concealed not appear for a long time?! It should have been a thunderous blow to lay the victory, not only to defeat the enemy, but also to reduce their own casualties, but now they can only fight to the death of one soldier at a time, and the one who commands the two thousand horsemen is still his own henchman, which should not be like this!

Until the corpses were all over the field, and the two armies Mingjin each left with the remaining thousands of people, the two thousand horsemen still did not come, but they did not know that their corpses were already cold in the valley.

The Xuanyang Empire and the Haotian Empire have been fighting all year round, although a major war of this scale is rare, but both sides are used to such an ending, the death of a soldier is not terrible, and the most important thing in the empire is a good man who wants to make a contribution.

In the center of the battlefield, the corpses were stacked on top of each other, and the blood flowed into pools, the fierce general of the Haotian Empire, his armor was broken, there was no good meat on his body, even his arms were unloaded, and he knelt on the ground and became a headless corpse.

On the battlefield, the Entering Realm also dies quickly.

Not far from the center, a Taoist priest wearing a black hat appeared, the bell in his hand sounded, followed by six figures jumping side by side, it was in the valley that killed two thousand ghosts, the black-robed strong man who spit black worms stood at the front, at this time the forehead was pasted with Taoist talismans, and he could only be regarded as a zombie without any sentient feelings.

You can vaguely see the two mustaches of the Taoist priest, his cheeks are yellow and thin, he sacrifices the jet black peach sword behind him, steps on the sword and walks alone, flying over the iron-armored corpse in a pool of blood, and the arrows and swords inserted in his body have become their spirit cards, and finally he stopped in the center.

There was obviously a movement in the ground below the Taoist priest, and in the blink of an eye, a figure broke through the ground and rose from the ground, this is a strange man with black gold armor sewn on his body, shaped like a pangolin, with short gray hair and sparse white and sparse eyes, and his eyes are hollow and beadless, obviously a dead man. It bit a black chain, forcefully dragged out a black chain connected to the black gas of the giant knife, and after flipping in the air, released the black chain and re-drilled into the ground.

It and the six corpses in the distance were all corpse demons refined by Taoist priests.

The Taoist priest caught the giant knife, and the murderous aura of the knife turned out to be substantial, which made the Taoist priest go crazy. This giant knife with a black chain is jet black all over, the handle and the blade are one, there is no handguard blade, the back of the knife is thick and straight, the blade is as large and wide as a cattle killing knife, and the tip of the knife is narrow and sharp, so that the blade has a meniscus arc, I don't know what material the blade is, scarlet as bloodstained.

The giant knife swallowed the heavy dead qi on the battlefield, and at this moment, the Taoist priest forcibly suppressed it, absorbing the dead qi on the giant knife, and was engulfed by the black qi for a while.

The wind did not stop, this piece of heaven and earth was as quiet as a ghost under the rendering of tens of thousands of dead corpses, and suddenly, a red dress jumped out of the corpse, and at the right time, a fiery red palm slammed into the Taoist priest in the black air, snatching away the giant knife and fleeing in an instant.

This scene happened too quickly, and the Taoist priest who broke the gong halfway coughed up a mouthful of blood, and a handprint was burned out of the Taoist robe on his chest, and he hurriedly sealed the acupoint to calm his mind, and shouted angrily: "Die!" ”

The corpse demon hidden in the ground quickly chased after the red clothes under the control of the Taoist divine sense, only to see the giant knife dragged behind the red clothes, and then the corpse behind them turned over, after chasing out of the hundred zhang, the beautiful face of the red clothes like a woman suddenly smiled, and Danfeng's eyes narrowed.

Under the corpse in front of the red clothes, a stone slab broke through the ground and flew out, and a red dress wearing a hat and veil rose into the air, passing the red clothes running wildly in the air, the two big balls on the chest were simply overwhelming, and the hand wearing silver gloves under the wide sleeves slammed down with a strong palm, and the vitality puffed out a circle of qi waves.

Bang –

The ground collapsed and cracked, and the air waves were like gangs, and the palm of the red dress squeezed the corpse demon chasing under the ground into the dirt, and she flew up with both arms to chase the red clothes.

The seriously injured Taoist priest had already stepped on the peachwood sword and flew to the six corpse demons, and with one finger of vitality burned the Dao talisman on the forehead of the third corpse demon.

This corpse demon has an ordinary figure, black sleeves and knee-length, dry green hair, and a small peach wood sword nailed to its forehead, and the vitality runes on the sword appear from time to time.

Under the serious injury of the Taoist priest, he could only manipulate such a corpse demon, and this one was the farthest away from the divine consciousness manipulation among the seven.

The long-sleeved corpse demon opened its cloudy eyes, like an eagle falcon hitting the sky.

……

On the border of the Xuanyang Empire, there is an old temple surrounded by lush ancient pines in the mountains and rivers, the bell rings far away in the temple, and the old vines and old trees at the door are faint.

There was a gray-shirted swordsman with braided bangs knocked on the temple door, he led a child, and after a while, the temple door creaked open, poking out a long head that had been caught by the crack in the door since childhood, and the bald head was hot on the top of the ring scar, the young monk rubbed his eyes, and was stunned for a while before he barely squeezed out a smile, and said: "Senior brother, you are back!" ”

The gray-shirted swordsman turned out to be a figure-eight eyebrow, his eyes were melancholy and a little cross-eyed, and his face was so bitter that it seemed to have poured eight lifetimes of mold, and when he saw that his junior brother did not have any expression change, when the temple door was opened, he was like a gust of wind drifting by.

In the Buddhist hall, the old monk of the abbot knocked on the wooden fish to chant the scriptures, but the dozen monks of all sizes took a nap in the evening, snoring one after another. The old monk's two hanging white eyebrows are quite Buddha-like, his head is small and his neck is long and hunchbacked, and his robe is too much like an old turtle on his body, he stopped reciting Buddhist scriptures, kindly glanced at these disciples, and his eyes suddenly fell on a thin monk. This thin monk monk's robe was lifted and he was sleeping on the futon, because the cloth pants were tightly wrapped, and the legs were just sandwiched behind the bird's eggs, which was particularly obvious. The more the old monk looked at it, the more itchy his hands became, and he couldn't help but knock down a wooden mallet.

"Ahh

The Buddha Hall screamed and went around the beam, and all the monks of all sizes woke up from their sleep, and the old monk was sitting on the wooden fish, closing his eyes and saying, "Empty bowl, you have a nightmare?" ”

The empty bowl that was knocked by the mallet sandwiched his legs, and his lower abdomen hurt sharply, but his mind went blank when he touched his head.

The old monk opened his eyes and said with a calm face: "Okay, today's class is over, what should you do?" ”

"Yes!" The monks and monks replied in unison, and disappeared without a trace.

The old monk looked at the sunset outside the Buddhist hall, and the long-headed monk who was guarding the door hurriedly ran in, and the old monk first asked, "Empty melon, is there something wrong?" ”

The long-headed empty melon raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Nonsense, otherwise what are you looking for?!" ”

The empty melon is a thief who cuts the path before entering the empty door, but he only robs money and does not kill him, and he does not touch women, but once he met an old monk, and the old monk was stunned to say that he went to the temple, shaved his hair and became a monk.

The old monk smiled kindly: "If you don't say something, how do I know that you have something, if you say something, how can I ask you something." ”

The hand in the empty melon sleeve tube was clenched into a fist, and he really wanted to punch the old monk with a punch, but he still endured it, because the old monk treated him well on weekdays, not to mention that he was still an old man. Exhaling a breath, the empty melon frowned and said, "Senior brother is back!" ”

"Oh." The old monk nodded, then raised his left hand.

"What?!" I don't understand.

The old monk glanced at the empty melon, and said angrily: "Help me up." ”

Konggua remembered that the old monk was in good shape, and he ate three bowls of dinner last night, and wondered how to help the old monk up, who knew that the old monk was together, and immediately punched energetically, and let out a full fart.

The empty melon clenched his fists again, but he still endured it.

The old monk walked out of the Buddhist hall, a butterfly flew out under the eaves of the hall, drifted away from the Buddhist hall, flew over the wall courtyard, flew over the temple gate, and then landed on the mountain gate outside the open space, there are three people passing through the mountain gate, it can be seen that the mountain gate is engraved with the mottled three words of "Sanzang Temple".

At first, he was a handsome swordsman in a black shirt, with a magic pattern on his right arm, and behind the long sword, on his right hand was a sturdy young man in yellow, and on his left hand was a swordsman in a black sleeveless robe, with a cold temperament, long hair tied in braids behind the middle of the bangs, and a silver mask with holes on the lower half of his face, revealing his arms with gray skin.

When the three of them came to the gate of the temple, the black-shirted swordsman knocked on the door, and the long head of the empty melon poked out of the crack in the door.

"What's the matter with the benefactors?" Kugua asked. There hasn't been a single pilgrim in the temple for most of the year, but today a couple came first, and then a senior brother, and there will be three more people, which is really strange.

"Dare to ask the master if he can stay overnight." Zong Yang asked with a smile.

The empty melon didn't dare to call the shots, opened the door, and turned his head to look at the old monk behind him.

The old monk didn't see the big apprentice, but when he saw a visitor coming, he hurriedly folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, coming here is the Buddha's fate, the donor invites you in." ”

Yuan Ben hurriedly crossed the threshold and asked, "Old man, do you have any chicken to eat?" ”

The empty melon is like a person in a dream who is awakened by a word, smacking his mouth, and also nostalgic for the taste of chicken, which has not been stained with a drop of oil for many years.

The old monk's old face blossomed, and he said with a smile: "The chicken doesn't have it, the old man doesn't kill, but he doesn't mind slapping the bird under the crotch of the little donor to death with one palm, then there will be bird meat to eat." ”

"Haha." Yuan Ben was amused by the old monk's words, and asked nervously, "Then what do you have?" ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and replied reverently: "It makes sense." ”