On the other side of the battlefield, the main army of Northern Mongolia and the forbidden army of Daxia fought together, and the battle was equally fierce and unusual.
After Fan Lingyue was in the battle, he looked at the stalemate of the Northern Mongolia Iron Cavalry and the Daxia Divine Wind Camp, and said calmly, "Abbot, it's your turn to take action."
"Amitabha"
In the sound of the Buddha's name, the abbot of Du'e Temple walked out, walking steadily, shaking step by step, moving step by step.
The sudden change shocked the soldiers of Daxia for a while.
In the academy, the dean felt the power that transcended the five calamities in the distance, and his expression changed. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a huge palm.
"Master Dean, your opponent is me"
The bell of the golden rod rang, and the Northern Mongolian national teacher appeared, blocking the front.
In King Haowu's camp, the commander of the soldiers also felt this incomparably powerful Buddha power, his expression changed greatly, and he immediately summoned the other three commanders with a secret method.
With him alone, even if the Confucian Sect is trapped in the sky, it is impossible to compete with the human Buddha.
On the northern battlefield, when the Buddha on Earth came into the world, the Great Xia Imperial Army immediately fell into a major rout. In the world, no matter how powerful the formation was, it could not stop the powerhouse who surpassed five eons.
The Buddha made his move, and the ground of hundreds of meters collapsed, huge boulders flying, and it was extremely terrifying.
"Fast Back"
At the moment of crisis, the blood-clothed prince walked out, stopped in front of the human Buddha, and ordered.
The panicked Daxia Imperial Army reacted and retreated to the rear for no reason.
The Northern Mongolian cavalry caught up, and the torrent spread, quickly drowning the forbidden army in Daxia.
The blood-clothed Marquis who was standing in front of the abbot of Du'e Temple no longer had the energy to take care of other matters. This Marquis of Daxia, after fighting Yongye Martial Lord, once again faced the powerhouse above the five congenital tribulations.
Facing the terrifying and invincible opponent in front of him, the blood-clothed Hou's expression calmed down.
"Hou Ye"
There were tears in the eyes of the more than 100 personal guards who had been with Hou Xueyi from birth to death for more than ten years and refused to leave.
"Retire" the blood-clothed Hou ordered again.
The crowd couldn't resist, they could only retreat, and the moment they turned around, tears stained their clothes and said goodbye to Marquis Wu.
The blood-clothed Hou turned his hands quickly, blood filled with energy, and the next moment, the sea of qi collapsed, and a column of blood rose into the sky.
"Amitabha"
There is no expression on the withered face of the human Buddha. After the Buddha's name, the whole body is golden, and the world-stunning Buddha's tricks reappear in the world.
In the crashing collision, thousands of feet of land were devastated, and the dust shook the sky, completely drowning the figures of the two of them.
After this day, the blood-clothed Marquis never returned. After Wangchuan Marquis, another Great Xia Wu Marquis died in battle.
The place where the two armies faced each other was completely called the ruins, telling the tragic battle of this battle.
When the four Confucian sect leaders and the three hundred Confucian sect strongest men arrived, the battle was over, and there was no one alive in the eyes.
After this battle, both Northern Mongolia and Daxia suffered heavy losses, and the entire Northern Mongolian heavy cavalry was wiped out.
Since the war between the two dynasties, Beimeng's undefeated golden body has been broken for the first time. However, due to the death of the blood-clothed prince, no one can be happy.
When the night fell, Ning Chen was completely silent after hearing the news, and didn't say a word.
In the distant palace, after receiving two battle reports, one happy and one sad, Xia Mingri sighed deeply, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.
In the Weiyang Palace, the eldest grandson looked out the window, a loneliness flashed in his eyes.
This war has changed too many things, Daxia Wuhou, such as him, such as the blood-clothed Hou, is a real hero.
At the same time, in the west, northwest, north, and southeast of Daxia, all the Wuhou of Daxia all faced the direction where the blood-clothed Hou died in battle and poured a glass of wine together.
Yellow springs go first, and one day, hell will gather together.
Perhaps ruthless, Ning Chen quickly recovered from his sadness, picked up the marching map again, and made a plan for the next step.
There are still nearly 60,000 iron cavalry and 50,000 infantry soldiers in Beimeng, and there is also a great threat.
Moreover, the Beimeng reinforcements outside Tianmen were getting closer and closer, and Ziyang Hou and others were struggling to cope. Once these reinforcements broke through the defense line and stepped in through Tianmenguan, the situation in Daxia would immediately become irreversible.
In the Northern Mongolia camp, Fan Lingyue sat in a wheelchair and looked at Xiao Wanhua and the generals who were kneeling in front of him. After a long time, she sighed in her heart and said, "Get up."
Now is the time to hire people, she can't kill all the generals, and this heavy cavalry defeat should be a lesson.
He did not disappoint her, and eventually became her most powerful enemy.
Now that the heavy cavalry has been wiped out, it will take some effort to deal with the coming reinforcements from the barbarian dynasty.
"Abbot, there are two more requirements. After finishing, I will set you free." Fan Lingyue glanced at the Buddha beside him and said calmly.
"Amitabha, I hope the donor's words will be counted," said the abbot of Du'e Temple.
"That's nature"
Fan Lingyue's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, and replied.
At King Haowu's camp, Ning Chen looked at the marching map and pondered for a long time, then slowly said, "Next step, Beimeng's goal is 70% of the barbarian reinforcements, and 30% of the remaining Great Xia Imperial Army, we must bet once"
"Why is it not the cavalry in my hands, we just defeated Beimeng's heavy cavalry, it should be regarded as a thorn in the eye," Xia Ziyi asked. Ning Chen shook his head and said, "The opponent is Fan Lingyue, she sees it better than anyone else, although we defeated the Beimeng heavy cavalry, almost all of our heavy cavalry were also damaged, and the light cavalry also lost more than 7,000. , Daxia cavalry can't beat Northern Mongolia
Iron Cavalry, this fact will not change because of this victory. Relatively speaking, the biggest threat to Northern Mongolia is the 100,000 reinforcements of the Barbarian Dynasty, and the remaining Daxia Imperial Army."
Xia Ziyi nodded and said solemnly, "It's not easy to handle, the opponent is the abbot of Du'e Temple, a strong man who has surpassed five tribulations, and is always a huge threat."
Ning Chen turned around and came to the front of the tent, looking at the northern Mongolia camp far away, the light in his eyes kept beating. The current situation is indeed not optimistic. Today, if the dean did not arrive in time, it means that he has been restrained and cannot leave the academy. Moreover, the master will not intervene in these matters, and the senior is even missing. combat power,
Totally lost.
How terrifying a three-calamity powerhouse is, can only be understood by personal experience. Thousands of troops are invincible, and they are real monsters.
Ning Chen turned his head and asked, "You know better than me about the Confucian sect. With the help of the four commanders and the three hundred strongest Confucian sects, can you stop the abbot of Du'e Temple?"
"We can fight, but it will take time," Xia Ziyi replied.
"How long?" Ning Chen condensed.
"The longer the better," Xia Ziyi said.
The Confucian Sect Trapped Heaven Array was handed down by the Master, and it is exquisite and unusual. The longer the formation time, the stronger the power.
However, this formation also has limitations, that is, it takes time to build the formation. When the big formation first opened, the power was relatively weak, and the chance of trapping a strong person like the human Buddha was not great.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, it was really a big trouble.
Now that he doesn't have a Buddha-killing weapon like the blood-stained sword in his hand, it is absolutely impossible for him to be an opponent of the human Buddha.
Ning Chen thought for a long time, walked to the desk, wrote a letter, handed it to Xia Ziyi, and said, "Send someone to send it back to the palace as soon as possible"
Xia Ziyi read the letter, frowned, but didn't say anything. She immediately walked out of the tent and handed the letter to the guard who was standing by, saying, "Send this letter back to the palace immediately."
"Yes" The personal guard took the order and left quickly.
It was not early, Ning Chen didn't stop any more, and left in the ghost sedan chair.
In the Valley of Ascension, there were thunderstorms, and the breath blocked by the realm was still terrifying to the extreme.
"A bunch of trash"
The roar was earth-shattering, the earth shook, the valley swayed, and boulders fell one after another.
The woman in red and the others dared not speak in anger, and lowered their heads deeply to hide the expressions on their faces.
"The king of calamity calms down, Fan Lingyue's strength is not bad, and there are always strong people around him to help him. If he wants to kill him, if he can't kill him with one blow, there are too many variables."
The middle-aged man in blue raised his head and said.
Within the realm, there was a moment of silence. For a long time, the void fluctuated violently, and a cyan arrow came out of the realm and came to the Ascension Valley.
"This is the arrow of Shetian, which can help you. As for the bow, the Zhao family's bow was left in Dongzhou a long time ago. You can use the induction of this arrow to find it. Remember, I don't want to hear it again this time. News of your failure!"
"Yes"
The middle-aged man in blue, the woman in red, and Xiao Pojun bowed respectfully and replied.
The three left with the arrow of Shetian. In the Netherworld, Ning Chen didn't know that the goal of Ascension Valley had been temporarily transferred to him this time, and he didn't know that the Broken Sorrow Bow in his hand was a long time ago that the Zhao family stayed in. The bow of Eastern China.
When the disabled young man was dying, he once mentioned the Zhao family, but Ning Chen didn't care, there was no Zhao family on the land of Shenzhou, or in other words, there was no Zhao family that he was afraid of.
After Ning Chen returned to the underworld, he had been thinking about how to deal with the abbot of Du'e Temple.
When night came, Ning Chen left the underworld and headed towards a few small towns far away from everyone's sight.
This thing, he doesn't trust anyone, he can only do it himself.
In the distance, the barbarian army is getting closer and closer, a full 100,000 people, coming in a mighty way, when Daxia and Beimeng are all severely damaged, they appear to be so huge. In the camp in Northern Mongolia, the sound of violent coughing was constantly heard from the tent. Inside the tent, a weak figure was sitting in a wheelchair, covering her mouth with her right hand, but it was difficult to hide the flowing blood. For a moment, it is extremely pale, and it is difficult to see it again
A touch of blood.
Bright red blood continuously dripped on the blue skirt, dyed the red skirt, and then dyed the ground below.
The number one wise man in the world, the military advisor of Northern Mongolia, the number one person under the innate since ancient times, will finally reach the end of his life. The war between Daxia and Beimeng has been fought for too long. No matter who wins or loses, it is time to end.