"Thunder!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, which was not clear in this chaotic and noisy battlefield.
But then, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed!
Click!
An extremely blazing lightning broke through the heavy clouds and fell directly into the dark soldiers and horses!
The snake-like electric light spread, dazzling and instantly forming a sea of thunder and lightning.
Crackling!
There was a crisp sound.
At least thousands of Yin soldiers and Yin horses were swallowed up by the sea of thunder and lightning and turned into ashes!
The reason why this imperial palace is so dangerous is not only because of the huge number of sinister soldiers with terrifying strength gathered here.
What's more, these Yin soldiers and Yin horses are all condensed from the Yin evil energy. Even if they are broken by the monks, they will only become the Yin evil energy again.
As long as a period of time passes, the dead Yin soldiers and Yin horses will condense again, and the number will not decrease at all, it can be said to be endless!
But the evil spirit is most afraid of thunder and lightning.
The thunder and lightning just now directly exploded thousands of Yin soldiers and horses into ashes. The Yin evil energy has been purified by the thunder and will never come back to life again.
"Is there an expert to help?"
The white-robed swordsman's eyes lit up, he quickly turned around and urged: "Xuan Yi, an expert is here! You take Liu Hui with you, let's fight again and charge out!"
"That voice just now?"
Xuan Yi frowned slightly, looking confused.
"It seems to be that child Zimo?" Liu Hui said weakly.
Before he finished speaking, a sound of clothes breaking through the air came from the distance.
The speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he was already close!
A cyan figure stood in the air, with dancing black hair, deep eyes, as bright as stars, and a terrifying aura all over his body.
"Zimo, it's really you!"
Xuan Yi exclaimed.
The person coming was none other than Su Zimo, who also broke into the imperial palace!
Whoosh whoosh!
Not far away, rows of half-kneeling archers shot out long arrows condensed with evil spirit. They were densely packed, like locusts crossing the border, breaking through the air!
"careful!"
Xuan Yi exclaimed.
He knew very well the strength of these Yin soldiers.
In this imperial palace, the Yin soldiers and Yin horses gathered together almost reproduced the invincible army of the Imperial Forest guarding the Imperial Palace in the Daqian Empire!
There are many types of troops and strong military strength.
There are not only patrolling infantry, but also archers, light cavalry, and heavy cavalry!
Moreover, they are all composed of Jindan Zhenren!
The army of cultivators composed of Jindan Zhenren has millions of people. It can be said that Jindan is everywhere, and there are as many Nascent Souls as dogs.
It can also be seen from this that the Daqian Empire was at its peak and powerful.
The arrows shot by Yinsha were fast, and Su Zimo's speed was even faster.
He didn't fight these sinister arrows head-on, and his figure quickly fell.
All the evil arrows failed!
There was a boom.
Su Zimo seemed to be a humanoid ferocious beast, falling in front of Xuan Yi and the others, and the ground trembled.
"follow me!"
The situation was urgent, and the Yin soldiers and Yin horses charged forward again. Su Zimo picked up the bleeding tempered knife from the storage bag, took the lead and killed them without saying any nonsense.
"Zimo, be careful, these evil soldiers are difficult to deal with!"
Xuan Yi quickly warned.
He could naturally see that Su Zimo had entered the alchemy path.
But the strength of these Yin soldiers in front of them is getting stronger and stronger, and they can even break the golden elixir illusion of the white-robed sword cultivator. The three of them are in the late stage of the golden elixir, so they have fallen to this point and are unable to recover.
Su Zimo has just reached the early stage of Golden Elixir cultivation. Even if he has extraordinary talents and powerful trump cards, once he is surrounded by these sinister soldiers and sinister horses, he is afraid that he will suffer from it!
Zheng!
The blade of the blood-tempered sword trembled, and a ball of bloody light burst out.
Su Zimo transferred the blood and slashed out with a knife. The light of the knife rose sharply, and crackling lightning flashed on it. The sound was terrifying!
boom! boom! boom!
The light cavalry rushing forward were cut across by Su Zimo and instantly collapsed!
No resistance.
The dark soldiers and horses that can shake the white-robed monk's golden elixir vision can't stop Su Zimo's blade!
"Such strong energy and blood, amazing!"
The white-robed swordsman secretly chuckled.
"Follow closely, three of you!"
Su Zimo held the blood-tempered knife and kept pushing forward without affecting his speed at all.
In his hand, he practiced a ghastly and terrifying sword technique!
There are many ghosts and ghosts, and the blood is everywhere!
The murderous intent of this sword technique is extremely strong, the sword is deadly, and the sword kills people's vital points. When combined with the blood-tempered sword, the blood shines everywhere, making people fall on their backs. No one can stop Su Zimo for a moment!
This set of sword techniques was exactly the "Shura Sword" taught to him by Shura Yan Beichen.
After the battle at Piaomiao Peak, although he had practiced in private, after all, he was facing the air and could not feel the excitement of fighting and fighting.
Nor can I truly appreciate the artistic conception in "Shura Knife".
But now, with the help of the dark soldiers and horses around him, Su Zimo is practicing his sword while breaking out of the encirclement!
Ghosts cry, blood flow, purgatory, bones, ghosts, walking corpses...
One sword after another, he became more and more skillful.
Su Zimo carefully understood the artistic conception and felt the change of the sword's power.
"Fellow Taoist, the direction is wrong!"
After a while, the white-robed swordsman frowned and said in a deep voice: "We are now rushing into the depths of the imperial palace, and we are getting further and further away from the outskirts of the imperial palace!"
Su Zimo said: "There is too much noise here. There are at least hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses surrounding it. It is unrealistic to fight out."
In fact, with his strength, it is not too difficult to rush out.
Su Zimo can rush in, and he can naturally kill out.
But now, with Su Zimo taking Xuan Yi and the others, and Liu Hui being seriously injured, it was a bit difficult.
Su Zimo looked calm and analyzed: "If these dark soldiers and dark horses still maintain the memory of their status ten thousand years ago, then there must be some places deep in the imperial palace that they cannot enter or leave at will!"
"Break through and find a similar place to ensure temporary safety!"
Xuan Yi nodded, hugged Liu Hui, and while using the sword array, he kept reaching the Yin soldiers rushing from the side, while nodding and saying: "Listen to Zimo!"
Rumble—
Not long after, an earth-shattering sound of horse hooves came over, shocking the heart, and the rubble and gravel on the ruins were already shaking and jumping.
Both before and after!
Xuan Yi and others squinted their eyes.
I saw many dark soldiers and horses chasing behind me dispersed one after another, and a large dark cloud enveloped me, exuding a terrifying evil spirit, thick, dull, and suffocating!
In this large cloud, the iron cavalry gradually transformed into each other.
The iron horsemen held spears and short spears hung on their backs. The men and horses were all covered in thick ancient armor, which was airtight.
Only a pair of scarlet eyes were left exposed!
"It's heavy cavalry!"
The white-robed swordsman looked ugly.
Just now, the light cavalry condensed with evil spirit easily smashed his golden elixir vision into pieces.
Once this heavy cavalry charges and the iron hooves step on them, they will probably be submerged in an instant and no bones will be left!
The same goes for the front!
Tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry rushed over with terrifying momentum!
"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of it!"
Su Zimo's voice sounded again, calm and calm, without any fluctuation.
For some reason, upon hearing this voice, the white-robed sword cultivator's originally frightened heart suddenly calmed down.