The wind element of indigo gathers into a spherical cocoon.

The golden insect fluid in the water cocoon was scattered into a thousand droplets the size of a needle's eye.

Zhang Yong crossed his knees and sat on the flying sword.

He spread his right hand facing the sky and placed it at the intersection of his legs, and placed his left hand, which was holding Indigo Fengyuan, on the palm of his right hand.

He closed his eyes and carefully drove the indigo gang yuan in his left hand, carefully decomposing the golden insect liquid wrapped in the indigo gang yuan.

First a thousand, then two thousand, then four thousand.

In the end, Zhang Yong used Feng Yuan to split the golden insect liquid into 18,000 grains.

The night began to fade, and the bright red morning sun rose to the horizon and pierced into the dark clouds.

The glow fell on the surface of the dark clouds, reflecting a red cloud.

Zhang Yong only felt a burst of warmth coming from his body, and opened his eyes.

The insect fluid floating in the indigo ball cocoon in his hand was extremely tiny, and the whole body was colorless and crystal clear.

He let out a long breath and lowered his head slightly.

He looked at the spherical indigo Fengyuan in his palm, and his face was cold.

Under the dark clouds, on the board wall.

Peel Feather picked up the silver armor in both hands and put it on his head.

He walked to the edge of the wall and looked down at the waterway beyond the wall.

He looked at the dozens of flat boats in the waterway, pushed away the solidified stagnant water, and sailed to the shore.

There was a look of worry on his face, and his brow furrowed.

Suddenly, Peel Feather felt a slight heat and humidity coming from his bare fingers on the battlements.

He immediately raised his head, and the rain fell on his face.

It's raining?

Peel Feather looked at the black clouds that had accumulated in the sky, and his face was full of suspicion. Suddenly a little pale.

"But the rainy season hasn't come yet?"

One led the hairless horse on his head and stepped off the boat.

Liu Heng took the black dragon and walked off the boat.

Sixty horsemen, leading sixty horses, walked down the boat together.

When one rolled over and sat on the horse, he raised his head.

"It's raining?"

There was constant dampness and chill on his face, and he saw fine streaks of rain in his eyes.

It did rain.

Yougen turned his head to look at Liu Heng, who had just sat on the black dragon beside him.

"This year's rainy season is coming pretty fast. ”

Hear the words. Liu Heng stretched out his left hand and spread his palm to the sky.

Feeling the sparse rain falling on the palm of his hand, Liu Heng pulled the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed happily.

"It's just a little rain. ”

"Yes, it can't interfere with the covenant. ”

Hearing this, Yougen was silent for a moment and nodded.

He turned around, tugged on the reins vigorously, and kicked his legs lightly on the horse's soft belly.

"Woo. ”

The pony opens its mouth. After a few low howls, he carried Yougen and ran to the camp of the coalition army.

Liu Heng rode the black dragon and followed behind Yougen.

Li Xi led fifty-nine cavalry. Followed closely behind the two.

A hundred miles away from Ningchuan, the main gate of the coalition camp opened again.

A thousand heavily armed cavalrymen rushed out of the open main gate.

Zhou and. Bai Jian, Bai Ming, Wen Hui. Feng Yu, Yu Ruo and young men in green armor rode horses and marched side by side at the forefront of the cavalry.

On the wasteland, colorful flowers gently swayed their slender branches and leaves as the cavalry of the two lines ran around.

The rich fragrance is permeated in the sparse drizzle, and the industrious bees and beautiful colorful butterflies have long since disappeared.

The war horse trampled on clusters of flowers, leaves and weeds, and the squeezed out of the bright flower juice mixed with the green grass sap, and seeped into the mud soil that was trampled by the horses' hooves.

Yougen and Liu Heng, led sixty cavalrymen, ran sixty miles on the flower-filled wasteland before stopping.

At this time, there was a distance of only a hundred meters from the thousand cavalry who rushed out of the coalition camp.

Both men tightened their reins and stopped their mounts.

"There are a lot of them. ”

Yougen turned his head with a worried face and looked at Liu Heng.

Facing Yougen's gaze, Liu Heng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and made Li slightly kick the horse's soft belly twice.

The black dragon neighed in a low voice, took a slender horse's legs forward, and took two steps.

Liu Heng raised the Barbarian Ancient Halberd with his right hand, and pointed at the coalition cavalry a hundred meters away with the tip of the halberd.

He gathered Gang Yuan in his throat, and the sound he made when he opened his mouth was as loud and piercing as thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Who's coming!?"

The echoes on the wasteland quickly echoed into the depths of heaven and earth.

Behind Yu Ruo and the other seven people, the thousand cavalry who stopped on the wasteland were obviously messy for a moment.

Then, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

Yougen raised his head, and with his golden eyes, he looked past the thousand cavalry a hundred meters away, and looked at the camp of the coalition army.

At the open main entrance of the camp, billowing smoke and dust suddenly rose.

Seventeen thousand cavalry turned into a torrent and rushed out of the camp of the coalition army.

Not good!

Yougen's face changed suddenly, and he was about to drive the horse forward, but he only felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He reached out and covered his chest and screamed.

The colt under his crotch suddenly opened his mouth and wailed.

The sixty horsemen behind him, including the horses mounted by the cavalry, all screamed.

Sixty horsemen, along with sixty horses, fell to the ground.

One fell off his horse, and the colt fell sideways beside him.

In the body that quickly developed severe pain, there was an irresistible exhaustion and exhaustion of prostration.

The liquid Gangyuan, which was originally wandering in Yougen's body, suddenly stagnated in the meridians.

In his dantian, the dozens of rivers of Yuan Qi smoke gushing out from the round cone, also retracted into the cone.

Yougen frowned, twisted his face, and regardless of the exhaustion and pain, he tried his best to drive the inner gangyuan.

Every time he drove a penny, he felt like his body was pricked by thousands of needles, and the pain intensified.

He clenched his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he silently recited the moral method, wanting to use the natural vitality, but suddenly felt a fishy heat rush into his mouth.

He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body immediately withered like a rapidly withering flower.

He lay on his back on the ground, his eyes fixed on heaven.

The vague rain suddenly stopped.

A bright beam of sunlight shone down along a gap in the surface of the dark clouds.

Zhang Yong stood on the flying sword, staying in that beam of light.

On his cold face, his eyes surrounded by green light were staring at the wasteland below him.

He stared at the root lying on his back on the ground and smiled with satisfaction.

"It rains with the rain. ”

Zhang Yong drove the flying sword under his feet and stopped in mid-air two meters above the ground.

He took his eyes off Yougen's body and glanced at the Liu family's horsemen who had fallen on the wasteland.

"And drive the Gu poison that entered the bodies of sixty-two people. ”

"You know what, how much does this cost me my cultivation?"

Zhang Yong stretched out his right hand and pointed at the Liu family soldiers lying on the ground, with a cruel smile on his face.

"What an honor you are!" (To be continued......

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