In the turbid Nu River, there are uprooted trees from time to time, carrying floats and sinking on the surface of the river. In the turbulent water, a large mass of dead branches and leaves swirled, and was swept away by the big trees. After these debris walked away, a blistered corpse slowly surfaced under the water, all of them were members of the tribes of the Southern Barbarians.

In the past, there would definitely be people who would take a boat into the river to salvage, so that the clansmen had a place to be buried, so as not to be bitten by fish and shrimp in the river, and a whole corpse could be preserved.

It is a pity that now the southern barbarian tribes are facing each other along the river with the natives of the island who have come from afar, and the battle line has spread for nearly ten miles from north to south, and the number of participants in the battle has exceeded at least 100,000. Intentionally or unintentionally, the two sides avoided the area where the dragon qi forbidden had not yet collapsed, so as not to interfere with the casting of spells by the torrent of humanity.

In Ye Zhiqiu's view, the land where the dragon qi law is forbidden belongs to the "low demon area", and the capital Luoyang is simply the "dead demon area", and only the border state law network is not smooth enough, and the Han people live in a mixed place, and there is still room for the caster to do what he can.

In the heart of the Central Plains and Kyushu, the multi-layer legal net coverage has already been completed, and many Taoist generals and elite Daoists with the right to cast spells are staring at all abnormalities in the area under their jurisdiction, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is in their hands, so as not to be abused, causing the Xiaoice River to come again.

Always staring at each other, it is not a way not to do anything, the barbarian king Mulu saw that the indigenous army on the other side of the Nu River seemed to have signs of taking the opportunity to regain his anger, and he stretched out his hand unhurriedly with a move, and the "mountain whip" summoned out of thin air through the magic of the ghost witchcraft was whipped on a huge rock fiercely, and it was completely exploded into countless pieces of different sizes in an instant.

At the same time, the mountain whip also injected the nearby wandering elves, like Gu worms, into this pile of cold stones, causing them to transform into wood and stone monsters on the spot.

So, countless pieces of rubble were stacked on top of each other and combined to form a one-legged cow, with a pair of crescent-like horns on its head, and two bull's eyes the size of copper bells, only hollow depressions. The mouth part, three up and two down, a total of five stones, form an inconspicuous wide mouth. The most amazing thing is its single leg, the cow's hoof is a grinding disc, connecting the parts of the body, and even the thickness of the hug, as for the key joint parts, in addition to fine stones, there are also mud mixed with fine sand, so that it can jump around, after the body movement, the movement is more flexible than ordinary people.

However, the barbarian king Mulu secretly used witchcraft to summon the monster of wood and stone, not to declare his ability to the enemy on the other side of the Nu River, but to use the loud voice of the two to boost his morale, and give the indigenous army from afar a fierce blow.

But seeing this one-legged cow, he suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, and suddenly made a thunderous roar, which was so loud that it was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that smashed down the world and punished evil and promoted good.

Relying on how calm the natives on the other side were, in the face of the majesty of the thunder, they still unconsciously showed their timidity, and in the originally neat ranks, many unsuccessful recruits fell on the spot, which inevitably provoked the punches, kicks, and scoldings of the veterans around them, and slapped them to wake up these cowards.

The changes on the other side of the strait immediately attracted the attention of the Nanban tribes, and after a glance at the air, they understood the general situation, and some people couldn't help laughing, and the laughter inevitably revealed vent-like emotions, malicious ridicule and ridicule.

The tacit understanding of the Nanban tribes was quickly infected by the laughter, and the laughter was staggered, which made the faces of the indigenous troops on the other side of the Nu River even more difficult to look at.

However, the Wood and Stone Monster was still roaring, letting out a thunderous roar, which weakened the spirit of the indigenous army by the gods little by little, and at the same time continuously strengthened the confidence and fighting spirit of the Southern Barbarian tribes.

The gods hidden behind the native army are very aware of this, and if they continue, let their opponents perform external moves, and if they eliminate the strengths of the other, they will not have to fight, because the morale will continue to fall until it drops to the freezing point of the bitter cold.

Who will kill this one-legged cow for me? No matter which tribe or city-state is a warrior, he will be blessed by God and will be invulnerable.

Just when the natives looked at each other and looked at each other, a middle-aged native, with a big waist and a round waist, took the initiative to stand up, grabbed a spear as high as his body in his hand, and stretched out his hand to line up the crowd and walk to the riverbank.

I saw that his feet were standing firmly in front of him, his upper body leaning back slightly, and his strong right hand grasped the spear, first raising it high above his head, and then slowly stretching it backwards and flattening it, the tip of the spear always pointing upwards.

When everything was ready, the prime-aged native suddenly let out a roar of "kill", and then the whole person was like a slingshot, throwing the spear in his hand quickly.

At this moment, the god hidden behind the native army suddenly struck, and the sheep's horn eagle, which was good at calling the wind and rain, made the spear be entwined by the wind, constantly rotating from its axis, maintaining a high degree of stability, and would not be blown away by the river wind.

The fingertips shone with blue and white lightning, and among the many indigenous gods, Atila, the witch protector who was the most adept at spelling and spellcasting, bestowed divine blessings on the spear. First of all, the Divine Grace can absorb any curses or spells against the spear, and immediately store it, and when the spear hits the target, it will burst out in one go.

As the Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Ye Zhiqiu was simply familiar with the spells of the thirty-six side doors and seventy-two left paths. Even if some secret methods of secret inheritance can be learned and mastered by entering the origin of heaven and earth, one can go through all the records of everything and everything.

However, the gods behind the scenes of the indigenous army cast such a unique divine grace spell, which can temporarily absorb a spell without destroying the spell that triggers it, and immediately store it, and release it when needed.

The ideas contained in it, as well as the in-depth understanding of spells, are all a new path, which is enough to open up new mages and further enrich the strength of Heavenly Court.

Having said that, the Heavenly Court Dou Department has a fight to defeat the true monarch to preside, and the stars are in charge, and the heavens and the earth are one hundred and eight stars, and it is time for some young monarch helpers such as Doujian Sheng, Doufa Sheng, etc.

It was too late, but it was fast, and the spear that came across the river flew forward without decreasing its strength, and the target was pointing directly at the moment after it appeared, and it was unable to move the monster of wood and stone.

Except for Ye Zhiqiu, who understood that the magic techniques attached to this spear were all divine subtle spells that could be called art, he didn't say a word, just like a passerby watching the play on the wall, allowing the shamans and wizards of the southern barbarians to join forces to stop it.

Who knows, the shaman who can still shoot at this time is only a clansman wearing a horned helmet and a fierce clan. I saw that he clenched his hands into fists, deliberately gave a thumbs up, and the fists of his left and right hands pressed against each other, like an abstract bull's head, and immediately gently gestured at the spear.

In just a moment, the phantom of a bison quietly appeared behind the fierce shaman, and when the lightning flashed, the invisible shadow turned into an entity and slammed into the spear that flew through the air.

Who knows, just listening to a snort, the horns of the bison, whose strength is comparable to that of a battering ram, quietly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Immediately afterward, this spear was not allowed to fire, and luckily passed through the jungle of swords and spears that were a few feet deep, just hitting the monster of wood and stone, the whirlwind technique of the totem beast and the horn eagle, and the divine blessing of the witch protector god Attila, so that the ordinary spear turned into a divine weapon with a hundred shots, and pierced deeply into the forehead of Kui Niu.

Before the people around him could react, the witchcraft sent by the fierce shaman, with a force comparable to the full force of a battering ram, exploded on the two bodies of this wood and stone monster.

With a "boom", the one-legged Kui Niu, who was a few feet tall, seemed to have been hit head-on by a 105-caliber howitzer, and the parts above the neck, including the entire head, neck, and backbone, were instantly bulldozed and erased.

Although everyone knew that the indigenous warriors on the other side of the Nu River had limited power in throwing their spears, they must have used some kind of trickery to ignore the witchcraft of the fierce shamans, and even use this witchcraft to multiply the lethality of the spears.

This round ended with the strange fire of wood and stone, and the indigenous army on the other side of the Nu River cheered.