Twenty-one, ninety-nine eighty-one

In the 158th year of the flood calendar, there was a conflict between the Yellow Emperor Department of the Human Race and the Black Witch Department of the Wu Clan, and then a great war broke out between the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan and the Great Witch of the Wu Clan.

The Dark Witch Warriors are all huge, and they shake the world with their moves. In the face of the strongest race in the Flood World, the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan was defeated and retreated from the beginning. However, just when the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan led the crowd to retreat to Zhulu, he met the golden immortal Chi Songzi.

This red pine nut is a strange beast personally lit by the congenital sage Nuwa, and it is the same as Kong Xuan, the congenital sage Fuxi, who has the ability to control the power of the palm veins and spread the wind and water.

Under the guidance of the golden immortal Chi Songzi, the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan met the Nine Heavens Xuannu. The Nine Heavens Xuannu had a good relationship with the sage Nuwa, and she naturally would not sit idly by when the human race was in trouble, so she gave the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan an ancient artifact.

With the help of this ancient artifact and the innate holy weapon Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan slashed the great witch of the witch clan at the top of the Nine Peaks, and completely defeated the black witch tribe with the advantage of military tactics in this competition.

And Jiang Qifeng, the valley where they are currently located is the ancient battlefield where countless Terran warriors and Wu warriors are buried.

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help but be surprised, not long ago, Emperor Bai Shaokang told him that he might have the blood of the Wu clan in his body, and now he came to the battlefield where the conflict between the two clans was the most serious.

Although the only remaining young witch of the Wu clan now abides by Nuwa's will, closes Yingzhou, and does not continue to wage war with the human race. But who can guarantee that these soldiers in the Gyeonggi army will see the tragic situation of their predecessors and kill a person like him whose identity may be doubtful.

Now it seems that this White Emperor Shaokang does have some means. When he Jiang Qifeng didn't know when he was going to leave or where he arrived, the White Emperor Shaokang had already begun to recruit Jiang Qifeng.

Such a person does not know what kind of fate will be in the future hegemony.

The battle of the souls between the fields is still going on vigorously, although their corpses are no longer there, but the silent shouting and monstrous battle still make everyone in the Gyeonggi army extremely terrified.

The place in front of him was already the place where the battle between the witches and the witches was crowned. Although the Black Witch Warriors are extremely brave, they are already few in the field, and it is difficult to hold together.

On the other hand, the Terran armor, although it could not be compared with the black witch warrior in terms of combat power, but it was superior in numbers. Under the leadership of each thousand-sized commander and centurion, each Terran armor soldier stood in accordance with their respective formation positions, and the power of the formation urged by the Terran armor was no less powerful than that of any immortal weapon.

Originally, when the combat strength of the two sides was barely equal, a crushing change occurred immediately after the Terran armor formation was successfully urged, and those already small number of black witch warrior souls were dissipating one by one at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Of course, Jiang Qifeng also understood that the dissipation of the souls of these black witch warriors in front of him was not really dissipating. It won't be long before they regroup again and continue to fight against the Terran Armor Warriors. Maybe an hour, maybe a day, maybe longer.

However, Jiang Qifeng's mind was not on these fighting souls at this time. Although these revenants were unstoppable, none of them had left their own battlefield so far, let alone launched an attack on Jiang Qifeng and them. That's not what they're up against.

The Terran armor soldiers were forbidden and formed into a killing array, and the souls of those isolated and helpless dark witch warriors were slaughtered in a short time, waiting for the next condensation.

The wind is up, the wind is strong. Originally, the moon and stars were sparse in the valley, and the sand and rocks were dimmed in a flash. The souls of the Terran warriors who were lined up in a formation were instantly hidden in the wind and sand.

Seeing the changes in the valley, Jiang Qifeng let out a sigh and clenched his woodcutter. The Lord is coming.

Bang bang bang, several muffled sounds continued to sound from the wind and sand. Immediately after, Jiang Qifeng saw the souls of the Terran armor soldiers who had been hidden by the wind and sand before smashing towards him like arrows.

"Attention, everyone, they are all the sages of our human race. Shake it away with spiritual power. If you don't have to worry about your life, you must not kill the killer. Bai Jian said solemnly, like a bell.

Jiang Qifeng finally understood how everyone in the Gyeonggi Army was injured. In front of them, these Terran armor warrior souls who smashed at them were not the sages who had thrown their heads and spilled their blood for the development of the Terran race, even if they died in battle, they did not want to step into reincarnation, but abided by their duties in front of them and continued to suppress the souls of the black witch warriors.

In the face of such a situation, any good man of the human race who is enthusiastic and ambitious will not send a killer to disperse the soul. But Jiang Qifeng still doesn't understand very well, even if he can't kill him, he can't be so embarrassed to disperse the souls without substance.

The next moment, Jiang Qifeng immediately retracted his naïve and immature thoughts just now.

The soul of a soldier dressed in bronze armor and holding a bronze short sword fell in front of Jiang Qifeng, and he kept moving towards Jiang Qifeng and slashed at Jiang Qifeng. Jiang Qifeng had already prepared to carry the knife and shelf.

Since he couldn't kill him, Jiang Qifeng used the back of the knife. It's just a revenant, and this blow is enough to shake it away

The crisp sound of swords intersecting sounded clearly in his ears, and Jiang Qifeng was shocked to find that the soul of the Terran armor who had no substance had condensed into an entity at this time.

Although the ghost of this Terran armor soldier in front of him still looks like smoke and illusion, his bronze short sword and bronze armor are real. Under his bronze shackle, the eyes had turned scarlet.

With the kung fu of the two of them, more Terran armor warriors have fallen into the camp of the Gyeonggi Army, and everyone in the Gyeonggi Army has become a mess in the blink of an eye. Like the one in front of Jiang Qifeng, they were all scarlet and condensed into entities.

Jiang Qifeng didn't care much, and hurriedly twisted the knife to change the momentum and slashed towards the top of the head of the revenant of the armor soldier. You can't kill the souls of the dead, and you can't kill the bronze armor.

A knife slashed on the bronze shackle, and the soul of the armorer was also scattered under the violent shock. There was no time to rest, Jiang Qifeng hurriedly looked towards the surrounding battlefield.

Under this hope, Jiang Qifeng was rejoicing again and again. In the audience, except for one of the armor corpses who had just faced them, the others were more or less two or three. There were no less than ten armor corpses around the centurion Lei Wither.

At this time, the natal magic weapon of the mind cultivator has a place to show his skills. I saw that the palace marshal Bai Jianyi and the centurion Du Zi were shuttling back and forth with their natal flying swords, and two streamers, one red and one green, were in the field to relieve everyone.

The wind and sand that shot out the souls of the Terrans gradually subsided, and many tall and mighty shadows gradually revealed themselves in the field.

These shadows were much taller than the souls of the dark witch warriors before them, and not only that, but these shadows were all dressed in black copper armor, and each of them was armed with a black copper axe.

Counting them carefully, there are as many as ninety-nine eighty-one of these black copper shadows.