The first crimson-gold fireball and the XCOM Giant have officially met.

With a bang, it was like a fireball falling into a frying pan.

The crimson golden flame and the black yin qi touched each other, and instead of destroying each other, they burned violently along the black yin qi.

More and more crimson-gold fireballs landed on the surface of the XCOM Megaship.

This is true of every Crimson Golden Fireball.

The surface of all the XCOM ships burned.

These red-golden flames burned along the black yin qi into the runes on the surface of the XCOM Megaship, and along the passage of the runes, they penetrated deep into the interior of the XCOM Giant Ship.

Countless frightened voices rang out in the depths of the XCOM's interior.

There shouldn't be any kind of flame in this world that can burn through the thick iron armor of the XCOM Giant Ship, but when these crimson golden flames merge with these Yin Qi, they bloom with even more amazing heat, and begin to burn through the weak points of this XCOM Giant Ship, especially the inside, especially those magic circles, those spar formation centers.

The destruction of runes and magic circles means the destruction of vitality.

Bursts of explosions rang out from the depths of the XCOM.

"Abandon the ship!"

The shouting of the previous military order sounded again, but this time there was a trilling sound in the shouting.

Countless winds rolled up in the open hatch.

All the cultivators and formation masters rushed out of the hatch as soon as possible.

Then there is the army.

First there was the sound of chaotic and sharp steps, followed by the sound of neat footsteps, horses' hooves, and wheels.

The entire body of the XCOM giant ship burned, like some kind of monster with hot oil on it, and it was completely impossible to imagine what it had been before.

The cultivators, formations, and armies that poured out of its belly were like internal organs or excrement spreading on the ice.

The flames scorched the ice, and the ice began to melt, and the flaming XCOM ships began to slowly sink down.

A large amount of hot water vapor gushed out.

The open hatch was the wind at first, but now the wind was already filled with the boiling water vapor and wisps of flames, and even these flames gradually joined together.

However, even so, the troops that finally withdrew from the XCOM were still moving at a steady pace, and there was no confusion at all.

The flames even engulfed the chariots at the rear, causing them to emerge from the curtain of fire, but even though the horses and sergeants' armor were burning, their movements remained unchanged.

These are the terracotta warriors.

What Zheng Sleeve relied on to change the entire war, what she got from Wang Jingmeng in the past, plus the countless years of accumulation in the entire Jiaodong County, formed such an army, which allowed her to completely change the fate of Yan Qi.

These nearly 10,000 terracotta warriors and horses are also the last confidence of all the Qin cultivators and sergeants who were lost on the ice at this time, and were so shocked that they couldn't describe it in words.

Especially those generals who were loyal to Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, their horror came from the destruction of these UFO ships, nothing more.

It's just that on the other side of the ice, the black-shirted young man is still standing, indicating that the purpose of him and the Bashan Sword Field is not just to destroy the XCOM fleet itself, but to destroy the entire XCOM fleet.

So, on what basis?

The general who was constantly giving orders before was Xu Rui, who was a confidant of Xu Fuci's surname.

He bathed in the firelight and looked at the silent black-shirted young man, whose face was distorted to unimaginable proportions from shock and heartache.

"Kill!"

He issued another military order.

The terracotta warriors that finally left the XCOM began to move forward on the ice like a tide.

The most terrifying thing about these terracotta warriors and horses is that their bodies are just shells, as long as some of the core magic crystals inside are not lost, as long as the craftsmen who can make this terracotta warriors and horses in Zheng Sleeve's hands are still there, even the remnants of the terracotta warriors and horses can be restored.

In a sense, this is the most brave and truly undying army that is not afraid of death.

Some flying swords were sandwiched between these terracotta warriors, whimpering through the air.

A strong army with a large number of cultivators can always be countered by an army.

He didn't believe that the Bashan Sword Field, which was entrenched in Jiaodong County, could ambush a strong army within the Yan Realm that was strong enough to kill his own undead army.

The terracotta warriors began to run.

All the footsteps of the infantry were unanimous, and the cavalry and chariots followed behind them.

The neat footsteps created a terrifying shock on the ice.

Numerous cracks appeared on the ice, reaching deep to the bottom of the river.

As the footsteps continued to trample, cracks regenerated within the cracks, and countless crystal ice chips splashed upward.

Such an army's charging momentum made even Xu Rui and those cultivators who made a move tremble, but for some reason, looking at the black-shirted young man who was still silent, their hearts were full of ominous premonitions.

At the bottom of the river, which they could not see, there was black gas rising from the mud and sand.

The black qi was as thick as ink, instantly filling the gaps in the cracks of the ice, and quietly spreading upward.

A black bud grows out of a gap in the ice and blooms instantly.

One is followed by countless flowers.

On the white ice, it becomes a sea of flowers.

A sea of black flowers.

Countless gasps rang out.

The speed of the terracotta army, which never seemed to slow down, suddenly slowed down, and even those flying swords that followed felt a strong binding force and felt a strange erosion.

However, this is still just the beginning.

Someone stroked the piano in the mountains, and the sound of the piano was like crying, cold and light, which made people feel sad and lonely.

In the crevices of the ice, there are no flowers, and black bamboos begin to grow.

The hearts of many cultivators behind the Terracotta Warriors began to become extremely heavy.

They began to realize who the black bamboo and the sound of the piano came from.

If you put aside the grievances between the former Bashan Sword Field and Yuanwu Zheng Sleeve, the Great Qin Dynasty has always owed the merchant an explanation.

Like a lonely merchant and an orphan girl, she can always knock on the hearts of all Qin people.

The terracotta army is like a quagmire.

The ice continued to crack.

Blocks of ice tumbled upwards, and endless black gas surged below.

Most of the XCOM ships have vanished, burning into massive rotten iron and sinking into the water.

However, on the surface of the ice, a behemoth like a UFO giant ship rises.

It was a black mountain.

There are countless tombstones on the mountain.

The sound of screams and swords sounded sharply.

Almost all cultivators and formation masters made a move.

Even the eldest lady of the merchant has already appeared, if there are still Bai Shanshui and others coming, if they can't get the terracotta army out of trouble and join the battle, they really have the possibility of annihilation.

However, this Thousand Tombs Mountain is no longer the Thousand Tombs Mountain that cultivators in the world are familiar with.

Between these tombstones, there are figures one after another.

The figures of this Dao are all swirling with dead qi, not living creatures, but they are rippling with the kind of aura that only a grandmaster can have.

Many sword lights subconsciously paused in the air, cowering.

The owners of these sword lights were extremely shocked to see that the figures of these non-living creatures appeared more and more, and walked out of the Thousand Tombs Mountain and marched towards the army of terracotta warriors and horses.