Under the continuous sea of fire, there were many figures, and the blood floating slaughter halberd soldiers in the front section of the rift valley had reached tens of thousands. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mighty blood-armored soldiers were in a strict formation, and the iron halberds were like a forest.

After surviving the initial chaos, the front of the rift had been cleared out of a sufficiently spacious clearing by the Bloodfloat Slaughter Vanguard, and the surrounding sea of fire was also dispersed by bursts of white light before it approached the surface of the Blood Float Slaughterer's body.

The continuous sea of fire in the rift valley could not hurt the blood-floating slaughter army in the slightest, but for the soldiers under the command of Feng Yong, the governor of Xingping in the Liang Dynasty, it was tantamount to a catastrophe!

The smell of burnt mush and severed limbs all over the floor was disgusting.

Wang Lun stood in the sky, looking down at the terrible slaughter below the rift, his brows furrowed slightly. In his divine thoughts, farther away, the Liang army reluctantly lined up and began a weak resistance.

Countless lieutenants in the army quickly shuttled through the Rift Valley barracks, and more and more soldiers picked up their spears and staggered into the military formation.

"Morale is low, military discipline is lax, like a rabble, hum!"

Wang Lun sneered, thinking that even if the boss was trapped and the dragons were leaderless, but for such a long time, the famous Liang army still did not organize effective resistance, and it was not worthy of the name!

With a sneer, the true talisman of Zhihai's "Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal Devouring" was extended in an instant, and more than 300,000 white points of light loomed, surrounding the entire rift. The only difference is that the white light in the direction of Taniguchi is as bright as a star, and the rest is faint and dim.

As soon as his mind moved, a divine thought suddenly burrowed into his natal talisman.

Almost at the same moment, the Blood Floating Slaughter Army, which had surged to nearly 100,000 in the front section of the rift, was in vain, and the formation of the army became more and more dense.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

The deafening army of ten thousand roared into the sky, and then the huge and dense army formation suddenly increased its speed and advanced towards the Liang cavalry camp in the rift valley.

Over the Rift Valley

Baguio is dressed in emerald tunics, heroic and cool, and has a bit of a woman's demeanor.

The snow-white lotus wrist rotates dexterously, and the slender onion fingers are as clever as a snake. As he danced, a blue light flew out of his hands, and when it landed on the floor of the rift, it suddenly turned into a cold wind.

The wind is stronger, and the fire is raging!

At this moment, the Blood Floating Slaughter Army also advanced rapidly along the monstrous sea of fire with the momentum of Wan Jun, and the military formation of the Liang Army in the rear collapsed in an instant, scattering as birds and beasts. Countless remnants of the defeated soldiers threw away their armor, and the tide of embarrassment rushed deeper into the rift.

Over the Rift Valley Barracks' tent

Feng Yong's face was like ashes.

The blood-armored soldiers who fell from the sky were brave, although they didn't know where this mysterious elite soldier came from and how they approached the rift without a sound.

But the number is only more than 100,000. The strong man broke his wrist and gave up the soldiers in his position, thinking that it was an obstacle. The Chinese army is fully equipped and ready to dive, and it is supplemented by the upside-down Bagua Array the day after tomorrow, and the enemy can be defeated in one battle!

But there are more than thirty real people in the Jindan Realm who appeared with this mysterious blood armor elite soldier!

With so many Jin Dan plummeting, its combat power was already comparable to that of some small sects and small sects. Although most of them are ordinary Jindan with more than 1,000 ranks in the Cloud Road, the first few people have cultivated to the fifth realm of the Jindan, and the Cloud Road ranking is only above the 3,000 ranks!

In the army, including their own families, half of the eight Jindan real people fell in this short period of time, and the remaining three were just barely surviving, and their lives were just around the corner.

After thinking about it, the corner of Feng Yong's eyes skimmed to Yu Ban, who was coming across the sky, and the anger in his heart suddenly became out of control, and he could no longer suppress the ferocity in his belly.

The bloody mouth opened violently, and a hideous color appeared on the cheeks.

Leaned over and bit the lower half of his finger, and threw his head high in front of the bronze gossip mirror in the sky. The moment the gossip mirror flew sideways with flesh and blood, the entire mirror body suddenly "dripped" and rotated, and circles of black mist slowly gathered around, and then hit the front of the rift.

"Who dares to offend the land of Xuanyin, cough-" The Adam's apple stirred, a bloodshot ran down the corner of his mouth, Feng Yong grinned, the tip of his crimson tongue **** cleaned the blood between his lips and teeth, and laughed miserably: "Senior Brother Yu, does the emperor really want to kill them all!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze and looked at Yun Wusad.

At this moment, Feng Yong's natal corpse puppet failed to sneak attack, but was poured into the chest by Yun Wubei's sword. The power in the corpse puppet's body became thinner and thinner under the devouring of the pitch-black heavy sword. Its mental connection with the natal corpse puppet has also been completely severed.

"Since it is forbidden to be visited by Senior Brother in person, presumably Your Excellency should also be a cultivator under the throne of the Emperor Extreme True Monarch?"

Feng Yong glanced around at the enemies of the Jindan raging in the valley, knowing that there was no way to survive this time, and immediately laughed miserably, and said: "For hundreds of years, there are so many cultivators under the emperor's throne, and there are many talented and intelligent people, but these many heroes are often short-lived and disappear, hehe! It is a blessing and a curse to be favored by this fang! There is a way that a person is about to die, and his words are also good, and his words are all here!"

After that, he ignored Yu Ban, who broke through the air, did not dodge or avoid receiving one of his palms, and took off into the sky with the majestic palm power, and exploded into a ball of flesh, and drilled into the gossip mirror.

Hum -

Hum -

Dozens of breaths later, the "dripping" rotating gossip mirror made a piercing humming sound in vain, and the mirror surface also "clicked" to shatter in the buzzing sound, and then the entire mirror body exploded from it, turning into countless black mist and rolling down.

Another pillar of crimson blood rose into the sky, and it actually broke the cyan streamer above the valley like a breath, stretching across the sky.

At the same time, the rift valley, where the enemy chiefs screamed and the war horses wailed, suddenly fell silent.

The sea of fire in the eyes suddenly paused, the blue cold wind hit by the Baguio volley dissipated, and the miserable green ghost fire roaring in the valley fell to the ground one after another. The thick black mist was pervasive, permeating the huge rift valley military camp and burrowing into the bodies of countless Liang troops.

Wang Lun, the leader of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army and the jade-faced scholar, narrowed his eyes, and his face became solemn in vain.

The pace of the advancement of the more than 100,000 Blood Floating Slaughter Army Formation suddenly stopped, and countless remnants of the defeated soldiers who retreated in a hurry suddenly turned around, wisps of black mist overflowed from the seven orifices of the soldiers, and even their eyes were so dull that they turned around and crashed into the halberd forest in front of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army.

Puff -

Puff -

The sound of halberds entering the flesh came and went, and the following soldiers surged up, and the waist knife spear rained under the milky white light cover, and the whiskers were swept away by the white light in an instant.

Leaning over, in the entrance rift, the vast blood color and the heavy dark color collided violently, and after a moment of stalemate, the entire front part of the rift became red and black, and the dog's teeth were intertwined.

I don't know when it started, the flames of the sea of fire that had just been suddenly frozen rose again, and the blue cold wind whistled again.

The main tent of the army in the barracks was lifted by the strong wind, and the flames spread along the way.

The day after tomorrow in the rift, the eight trigram arrays were reversed, and the two strange reversals of Likun were reversed, and the eight brilliant rays of light rose up. In the valley where the blood flowed like a river, a curtain of light rose from the ground from the two who were reversed.

Divide the entire Wanli Entrance Rift into two.

In the north of Xingping, Wanli Cemetery, the wind is howling, and the ghosts are walking at night.

Dozens of black shadows walked through the wind and clouds, silently in the cloudy sky and ghost fire, and the Nine Shadows and Mysterious Formations surrounded by thousands of cliffs were useless, and they couldn't stop these dozens of people in the slightest.

The old trees, crows, cripples, and dead graves turned into streamers in the flight of these people.

Half an hour later, in front of a valley of corpses dozens of feet high, dozens of people fell from the sky and fell to the ground like a feather.

"On the honor, Xingping has the Yuanying True Monarch fighting method, and the rift valley has also undergone great changes. The lives of the four juniors and disciples were shattered, and they must have died in the rift of the entrance. A ghost figure floated out of the crowd, pushing the golden mountain and the jade pillar kneeling in front of the corpse mountain, looking up at the blood-colored pillar of light in the sky, the ghost's eyes flashed several times, bowed down and said: "The battle of devouring the ghost is very important, if there is a mistake and other crimes, it is difficult to escape, and I hope that the honorable will be clear!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of ghosts leaned down one after another.

At the top of the corpse mountain, a coffin cast in bronze is inserted upside down on the top of the corpse mountain. The intricate inscriptions on the coffin are engraved with mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. The mountains and rivers are full of corpses, and the rivers and lakes are roaring.

On the side of the huge bronze coffin, a one-armed lame Taoist dressed in a corpse mountain blood robe, standing with his hands in his hands.

His eyes were extremely gloomy, staring at the coffin, and he looked up at the blood pillar in the sky, and said with a strange smile: "The order to find the visions of the heavens and stars comes from the Shangzong, and he can find it in one vein of refining corpses, and I can't find one vein of exorcism?

Sneering, he leaned out with one arm in vain, and waved his sleeves on the bronze coffin, "Hmph! The Emperor's body has advanced to the Yuan Infant Realm, but he needs to leave his natal corpse puppet to refine the corpse and enter the golden puppet realm." If before the Sizhou War of the Qing Dynasty, he was shocked to find that his own natal corpse puppet had been destroyed, how should he deal with himself?

In the next moment, the bronze coffin was lifted away by a huge force and smashed down at the foot of the corpse mountain.

The smile on the face of the old ghost of the corpse mountain also froze suddenly at this moment.

"The coffin is empty!"

。。。 (To be continued.) )