As Lin Yi had guessed, the battle around Daoren City continued.

The dense barren grass in the wilderness around Daoren City had disappeared, and countless broken flesh and blood were sprinkled on the ground, but at this time, not only was there no green on the ground, not even red could be seen.

Filling the ground was nothing but large scorched black.

Last night, the Tianwei induced by the magic circle on the battlefield mainly gathered outside the south gate, which was also the most densely populated area of the two armies.

Under the military orders of the Southern Dynasty generals in the city, half of the Southern Dynasty troops in the city rushed out directly from the south gate, and then more than 10,000 Northern Wei troops also met them.

When the thunderstorm triggered by the magic circle fell, the total number of soldiers and cultivators on both sides in this area exceeded 40,000, not counting the corpses of the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Dynasty who were nailed to the ground, and the wounded of the Southern Dynasty who were lying on the ground with blurred flesh and blood.

Thunder and lightning cannot be stored by human beings, so in various storybooks, thunder and lightning do not belong to the human world, but to God and God and Buddha.

Its lethality and deterrent power far exceed that of ordinary ordnance, including firearms that are already terrifying enough.

The most important thing is that when the lightning falls, it is no longer under anyone's control.

When countless thunderbolt-like rays of heavenly gods continued to whip from the sky on this battlefield, this magic circle outside the south gate of Daoren City became the most ruthless and iron-blooded magic circle in history.

Under such heavenly might, cultivators are as vulnerable as ordinary soldiers.

Within a few dozen breaths of the thunderstorm, thousands of charred corpses appeared on the battlefield, and it was difficult for them to fight like a normal battle, and tens of thousands of sergeants splashed out uncontrollably.

The battlefield was chaotic, and the armies of the Southern and Northern Wei dynasties were like two bags of beans mixed together, and then sprinkled on this wilderness, and they were still spreading and rolling.

It was difficult for both sides to form a formation, and even the general's military orders could not be transmitted, and the usual loud cheers for miles were covered by the roar of thunder landing.

However, in the same chaos, even if the two generals of the Blood Mantis and Blue Ghosts under Xiao Donghuang's seat were extremely ruthless and threw their troops into such a magic circle, and let such heavenly power kill, the casualties of the Southern Dynasty were still several times.

This Northern Wei army was somewhat prepared.

Any gold, iron, and tall thing has the potential to actively attract falling thunder.

Therefore, in this Northern Wei army, there is no kind of heavy cavalry wearing iron armor, and there is no Zhenyuan heavy armor and ordinary heavy armor army.

The moment the first thunder fell, the cavalry in the Northern Wei army even dismounted in unison, they were bent on their waists, and even the swords in their hands rarely exceeded the height above their heads.

On the Southern Dynasties side, those Zhenyuan heavy armor and ordinary heavy armor troops that rushed out of the city soon became sculptures exuding heat on the battlefield.

The most eye-catching thing is still the chariot where the two women were.

The chariot dragged by eight war horses was even taller in this thunderlight, and the railing on the chariot showed a strange black flame under the lightning light.

The two women stood on top of the chariots, taller than anyone on the battlefield.

However, not a single ray of lightning fell around the chariot they were in.

Mysterious, powerful, and awe-inspiring.

This is how these two women feel to everyone in this extremely chaotic battlefield.

In the face of huge casualties and the loss of command of their subordinates, the vast majority of Southern Dynasty generals felt hopeless, but as the battle progressed, all the Southern Dynasty soldiers on this battlefield began to thoroughly understand the "perversion" of Xiao Donghuang's army.

As some drums sounded in the distance, these Northern Wei soldiers, who were also constantly killed and injured by the terrifying Tianwei, did not feel fear, but kept cheering, as if they had won the battle.

In such drums and cheers, these Northern Wei soldiers seemed to have completely forgotten their fatigue, and in a very short period of time, thousands of Northern Wei soldiers rushed to the south gate.

In the darkness before dawn, when there was still thunder and light scattered, the south gate of Daoren City had been completely breached, and the armies of both sides had spread inside and outside the city walls and on the city walls.

The chariot dragged by eight war horses was surrounded by some gathered Northern Wei soldiers, and it advanced steadily and strongly.

The wheels of the chariot crushed over the corpses and the charred earth, and the two women standing above were still standing quietly, as if they were just looking at the scenery.

More than half of the Southern Dynasty troops who rushed out of the South Gate had been killed and wounded, and this kind of chaos could quickly consume physical strength, and many of the remaining Southern Dynasty soldiers did not even have the strength to shoot bows and arrows, but they raised their blades almost numbly and slashed towards the enemy who was close to them.

It's just that, of course, there are still many people who don't want to fail.

The cultivators of the Southern Dynasties naturally also had the means of the cultivators of the Southern Dynasties.

In the pavilion on the tower of the city gate, a terrifying sound suddenly sounded breaking the air.

There are no stairs to climb the pavilion above the city gate, and it is usually closed, who would have thought that it would emit a thunderous roar.

With the sound of breaking the air, the entire city gate shook.

The closed windows of the pavilion were completely shattered by the air rushing from within, like snowflakes carried by a storm.

Three giant bolts of crossbow arrows fell at a terrifying speed towards the two women on the chariot.

Lightning in the sky was attracted by these three bolts, and the lightning that struck them on them could not cause the three metal bolts as thick as a child's arm to change their direction slightly, nor could they change their speed at all.

The three giant crossbow arrows fell with a strong wind, swirling with electric light, the woman in blue raised her head, her face was a little distorted by the wind, when she sensed a breath on the city gate, she just said very simply: "You come." ”

The woman in red shot.

The woman in red was originally taller than her, but when a majestic qi emanated from the woman in red's body, the woman in red's body seemed to be constantly expanding outward, turning into a giant that could touch the clouds above.

A black light swept out of the woman in red's hand, as if she had ripped one directly from the dark clouds above, and then slapped it towards the three crossbow arrows very simply.

Neither she nor the woman in blue wanted to avoid it directly, and they didn't want the chariot under her to be damaged under these three giant crossbows.

Rumble!

As soon as Wuguang collided with the three giant crossbows, the woman in red turned pale, and her body suddenly couldn't control it, and she flew backwards from the chariot.

The three giant crossbows were also stopped by her blow, and they spun in the air and flew over the chariot.

There was a thud, and the chariot was like a drum.

The chariot fell suddenly, and the woman in blue had already flown up and swept towards the city gate more than ten feet away.

Her body was still accelerating forward in the air, and before she could see the decline, there was another soft sound in her hand, and a faint silky light flew out and was nailed to the city gate.

The moment the glimmer of light disappeared, her figure, which was already as fast as an arrow, seemed to have been kicked in the back by some cultivator, and it accelerated in horror again!

......

The supreme general in this city, Lan Huaigong's subordinate general Jin Dong was wearing an ordinary soft armor and waving the long sword in his hand, he seemed to be no different from an ordinary Southern Dynasty sergeant, but his perception was always locked on the two main generals on the chariot of the other party.

At the moment when the woman in red flew upside down against the Falling Star Giant Crossbow, his face suddenly turned pale.

The true yuan, which he had been suppressing in his body, gushed out of his body like a river bursting its embankment.

Several Northern Wei sergeants around him didn't even see his movements clearly, and they were all shocked to death in an instant.

The soles of his feet also thundered on the ground, with a crisp click, and the ordinary long sword in his hand could not withstand the eruption of the True Yuan between his palms and fingers, and it broke into several pieces.

The splinters of the sword were forced by a scorching breath and shot towards the waistcoat of the woman in red at a speed faster than a flying sword.

The expression on the face of the woman in red changed suddenly.

In her perception, Jin Dong's fists behind those few sword pieces were even more terrifying.

A loud roar rang out between her thin lips.

She forcibly twisted her body in the air, her hands pushed forward.

There were two black short knives in her hands, and under the fierce indoctrination of Zhenyuan, there were overlapping black lights that shot out like big waves.

Puff puff puff....

Several hard sword blades were directly shattered into pieces.

But when Jin Dong's fist collided with the black light on her two knives, a terrifying shockwave instantly bloomed in front of her.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted from the woman in red's mouth.

Her body fluttered like a leaf fluttering in the wind, and then it slammed to the ground, sending out a cloud of charred smoke!

Jin Dong's breathing paused, he forcibly suppressed the boiling True Yuan in his body, and swallowed the reverse blood that poured into his throat.

The cultivation of this woman in red was not under him, even if he seized the opportunity, he was not able to kill the other party in one fell swoop.

A Northern Wei cultivator behind the chariot broke through the smoke and dust and swept forward.

This Northern Wei cultivator already knew that Jin Dong was the main general in the other city, the cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm. A feeling of fear welled up in his body, but he still suppressed the instinct to escape, and with a loud shout, a crescent-like sword light flashed from his hand and slashed towards Jin Dong's head.

The sharp friction between the snow-bright blade and the air instantly gave birth to countless indescribable black patterns.

Jin Dong narrowed his eyes, he took a deep breath indifferently, and punched out straight without dodging.

The hammer-like fist smashed directly into the opponent's blade.

The knife shook violently, and then the Northern Wei cultivator's mouth tore apart, and a terrifying force destroyed his arm bones in an instant.

In the continuous clatter and clattering sound, the Northern Wei cultivator howled miserably and fell backwards and flew out.