"Everyone!" The giant roc under the empress's body burst into electricity and headed straight for the army of cold beasts.
Her sharp shout was extremely penetrating. She turned around abruptly and pointed at the charred arrow with one hand: "Wind!"
"Hi, hi, hi~"
"Shhh!" Countless horses stamped their hooves and neighed loudly. Magic Skill: Little Wind Blows!
A small gust of wind is nothing to the arrow of the end. But what about a thousand small gusts of wind
These cold beasts that broke out of the base camp were not just a bunch of ragtag troops. 500 cold tribe members, 1,000 wind-marked horses, and 500 lightning stars! What does this mean
One person rides two horses, and each of them has a small electric star to protect them!
Generally speaking, one member of the Han Clan can control three Han beasts of the same level as himself.
If the Han Clan controls a cold beast that is one level higher than itself, it is best to adopt the 1+1 mode.
The Emperor Beishan, who was previously stationed at the alpine pasture, is the best example.
As a sixth-level imperial minister, he controls a seventh-level demon saint and a sixth-level demon emperor lily of the valley bell.
In other words, the Han tribe army currently arrayed on the open grassland has already fully staffed its forces!
It can be seen that the soldiers of the Han tribe hate Yang Qingqing, the human who suddenly appeared and rushed into the camp!
Not only were there two imperial ministers chasing him, but there was also a team of elite soldiers following closely behind him to prevent any possibility of the other side escaping.
Facts have proved that the judgment of the Han Clan Corps was correct.
Yang Qingqing, this powerful human, really has helpers, and they are so explosive as soon as they appear!
“Huh~”
"Whoosh!!!" Thousands of violent little winds have undergone a qualitative change and turned into a terrifying storm.
The forward momentum of the Arrow of Extinction suddenly dropped, and the endless flames it spread suddenly floated backwards.
The arrows of catastrophe, which were covered in gray fire, were also stained with red flames. "Hmph." Seeing the arrows in the sky slow down suddenly, the female emperor snorted coldly. She reached down and stroked the bird's head under her knees: "Blast it!"
"Cry~~~~"
The big roc flapped its wings and hovered above and behind the thousand-man cavalry regiment, and the electric current spread out from its body again.
Demonic Skill: Thunderbird Thousand Attacks!
In an instant, thousands of thunderbirds emerged and plunged into the fierce storm. Thunder borrowed the power of wind
In special circumstances, it is indeed possible.
Dense swarms of thunderbirds, driven by the strong wind and with incredible momentum, bombarded the sky full of fire.
"Bang!"
"Boom boom..."
Thousands of arrows were bombarded by thousands of birds, and were blown back in the terrifying storm.
The huge blackened arrow of doom received special attention from the Thunderbird. "Nothing more than that." The Nanshan Empress's face was cold and her attitude was proud.
What happened to the Holy Weapons? What about 2 Holy Weapons
This emperor is accompanied by hundreds of soldiers, thousands of cold beasts, and under him is the indomitable Demon Saint Lei Yunpeng.
Do you still want to charge? "Hiss...
"Roar!!!" The people of the Han clan roared one after another, and the momentum was overwhelming!
For a moment, the female emperor's attitude became even more arrogant, and she even glanced at the male emperor's minister from a distance.
The male emperor minister of Xishan looked a little ugly, and he had to admit that he was indeed shocked.
There is no way, these thousands of arrows are coming at you with such force that anyone who sees them will feel sad. It is understandable that the male imperial minister wants to avoid their sharp edge.
But at this moment, the two holy weapons returned in disgrace, and only the Han tribe's soldiers and horses were cheering like a tsunami. Thinking back to the scene where he had just fled in a hurry...
The emperor's face felt a burning pain. Of course, the soldiers under his command did not dare to say anything.
But the cold and playful look of the female emperor's minister made the male emperor's minister's mentality explode! More than a thousand meters away, Du Yu was holding the bloody man in his arms, his face was very gloomy.
He communicated in his mind: "Come back first, regroup, and fight again!"
"What~" Bai Yujing quietly floated down, stood behind Du Yu, and looked at the blood-stained face of the woman on his master's shoulder.
Bai Yujing couldn't help but reveal a trace of heartache in his eyes.
She lowered her deer head, stuck out her pink tongue, and gently licked the woman's face. It was rare that Bai Yujing didn't mind the dirt.
Yang Qingqing's eyes were soft, she raised her hand and gently stroked the snow-white deer's head. Then, the woman's hand froze. What did she see
My eyes swept to the side of Baiyujing, and I saw a figure running fast in the distance!
"The Han clan." Yang Qingqing said in a deep voice.
"That's my slave, the Emperor of Beishan. I call him the Emperor's Slave." Du Yu knew exactly what Yang Qingqing was talking about.
He picked up the woman's graceful body and raised his hands upwards. Bai Yujing understood and quickly knelt down.
Not everyone can ride the 3-meter-tall Dust Spirit Deer, as the threshold is very high.
Du Yu put Qing Shi on Bai Yujing's back and straightened her dirty, bloodstained skirt.
It is hard to imagine that he would do such a thing in front of the two armies and in the middle of a decisive battle...
"Cinnabar red?" Yang Qingqing lowered her head and watched her disciple carefully adjusting the hem of her skirt.
As a master, she should have reminded her disciple to focus on the battlefield and not be distracted. But Du Yu showed an indescribable confidence in his every move.
Even so... The two holy armies suffered setbacks one after another.
But Du Yu was not discouraged or panicked, as if nothing had happened. Du Yu whispered: "Since we can't attack, let's disintegrate the enemy from within!"
As he said this, Du Yu jumped onto the deer and sat in front of Master Qing: "Go after the Emperor's slave, but control your speed and don't really catch up with him."
"What?" Bai Yujing stood up and took a step forward. After Master Ren Qing took back the Forbidden City, he immediately rushed out.
“Whoosh!”
Du Yu drew his bow and shot an arrow, a red flame that pierced the fleeing figure far to the side.
"Ahhh!!!" The emperor's slave roared angrily, tilted his body to dodge the arrows, and shouted something to the army far away.
"Kitayama?"
"North?!" Above the cold beast army, the two imperial ministers riding on the demon saint Dapeng thought they were seeing things.
How could the Beishan Emperor who was stationed at the ranch appear here? But it was indeed him, no doubt about it.
The appearance of Beishan Emperor is the label of Alpine Ranch, and no one from the cold tribe dares to use such skin.
In the rain, flames rushed rapidly and shot towards the emperor's slaves.
Moreover, the two shabby holy soldiers from before rushed towards the direction of the emperor's slaves. The female emperor's face suddenly became stiff.
"Crack!" Suddenly, thunder and lightning exploded in the sky.
The female imperial minister turned her head and saw the male imperial minister from Xishan controlling Lei Yunpeng, transforming into a thick electric current.
Was he trying to regain his lost face in front of the Han Clan's army? Perhaps.
Or maybe the male imperial minister had already figured out the strength of the two holy weapons and witnessed their speed, so he dared to help.
There is no doubt that saving a life is a great favor! "Boom!"
With just a loud roar, the male imperial minister, controlling Lei Yunpeng, had already arrived behind the two holy arrows.
Facing the two arrow tails, Lei Yunpeng screamed again: "Li～～～" In an instant, a torrent of thunder and lightning rushed out.
The male imperial minister would never dare to stop the enemy head-on, and would only flee in panic. Chasing the defeated general, the male imperial minister bravely led the charge! In an instant, the two holy arrows were disturbed by the electric current, and they flew and spun. "Huh!" The arrow of extinction suddenly became angry and suddenly turned the tip of the arrow.
In comparison, the Arrow of Robbery was more obedient. Although its body was slightly torn apart by the electric current, it was not seriously injured. It also tried its best to adjust its angle and continued to rush towards its master. "Hiss..."
"Roar!!!" The Han clan army didn't care about that. When they saw their leader showing off his power, they immediately started shouting.
Face and dignity, aren't they all regained
"rush
"The male imperial minister slapped the bird's head. He still did not confront the arrow of extinction head-on, but went straight to the fleeing Beishan imperial minister.
"Swoosh~Swoosh~" Several fire arrows were dodged by the emperor's slave. "Speed up, pick him up!" Du Yu clamped his legs tightly around the deer's belly. Mist sprayed from Bai Yujing's feet.
Cold emerald dust and mist flash!
"Nai!!!" The snow-white antlers slammed into Emperor Nu's body, and with a fierce push, pushed Emperor Nu up to the sky.
"Ding~" The cold armor trembled slightly, and it was obviously not going to be broken by this ordinary corner.
At the same time, Du Yu drew his bow and arrow again, muttering, "Hit."
The little Burning Sun in the body held the demonic fire, and his little hand swept across the flickering flame: "Hit." "Squeak!"
This arrow of fire flew rapidly and hit the Emperor's slave who was spinning wildly in the air, and the tip of the arrow lightly pierced his spine.
This scene was not normal. You know, the cold armor on Emperor Nu’s body did not break.
But the tip of the arrow can penetrate his body, unless... Emperor Nu takes off his armor on his own initiative!
"Stop!" The male imperial minister was shocked, realizing that Lei Yunpeng, who was diving at high speed, was about to hit Beishan Emperor.
"Stop, stop!" Similarly, Emperor Nu was also roaring loudly, ordering Lei Yunpeng to stop sprinting.
The two imperial ministers spoke at the same time, which frightened the Demon Saint Lei Yunpeng greatly.
The electric current on Lei Yunpeng's body quickly dissipated, he spread his wings, and his forward momentum suddenly dropped.
"Let's go!" The male imperial minister grabbed the imperial slave without caring about anything else, after all, the holy arrows were chasing him from behind.
A muffled "winter" sound!
As soon as the emperor's slave landed on the bird's head, he kicked the emperor's minister of Xishan away with a whip kick.
Male imperial minister:
He flew backwards, grabbing forward randomly: "You... ..."
The Emperor's slave ignored him, knelt on the bird's head, and shouted: "Go, return to the army camp, Thunder Peng Qianli!"
"Throw him away! Don't listen to him! Come pick me up!" The male emperor's voice was getting farther and farther away, and his shouting was heartbreaking.
“Pah!”
Emperor Nu slapped the bird's head again and said, "Listen to my order! Return to the army camp!" Emperor Nu not only spoke quickly, but also kept repeating himself.
Compared to the voices of the male imperial ministers that were getting farther and farther away, the countless whispers of the imperial slaves soon filled the mind of the Demon Saint Lei Yunpeng.
"Cry~~~~"
Electricity flashed, and Lei Yunpeng rushed over at a rapid speed.
With a dull "dong" sound, the male emperor of Xishan fell heavily to the grassland, creating a deep pit.
The cold beast army was stunned, and the female emperor's ministers were even more livid! What does this mean
The minister of Beishan Emperor rebelled
No, that's impossible!
How could the subjects of the Youhan Divine Tree rebel
How could a dignified minister of the emperor condescend to join the lowly human camp? So... the minister of the Beishan Emperor went crazy, and in order to escape, he disregarded everything? On the back of the fairy deer, Du Yu jumped up and down, and jumped off the deer.
From afar, his gloomy voice could be heard: "It's yours, Master Qing."
Yang Qingqing turned her head and saw Du Yu rolling on the ground, getting up after releasing the force, and then raising his hands high.
The Arrow of Extinction and the Arrow of Disaster immediately changed direction and headed straight for Du Yu's wrist.
Yang Qingqing's eyes were sharp and she gently raised the deer antlers with one hand: "Mountain Fire, are you okay?" "Nai!" Bai Yujing followed the order of the mistress and flew high.
"Buzz~" The woman's right wrist trembled slightly, and waves of fire demon breath surged.
Inside the Daling Cave, there was a broken mountain fire knife that was burning with blazing flames.
Its body was covered with cracks and there were several notches on the blade. It looked very miserable, as if it could not withstand any wind or rain.
But even so, in response to the master's call, the Mountain Fire Knife still responded!
"call!"
The flames surged, and Yang Qingqing's tiny human hand pressed on the giant hilt.
Bai Yujing was touched and immediately
Fly a little higher.
The huge blade, which was 86 meters long, pointed vertically downward, and the tip of the blade left a deep mark on the grassland and also sprinkled endless flames.
“Buzz!!!”
Suddenly, the Mountain Fire Knife vibrated again!
The Mountain Fire Knife was created with the mentality of preparing for death, and even if it breaks, it will break in front of its owner.
But after coming out, Shanhuodao realized.
This is indeed a battle, but it is not a battle to death.
Not only that, the person in the deep pit ahead is actually his mortal enemy!
"Stop, stop!" The male imperial minister climbed out of the deep pit and shouted angrily at Bai Yujing flying in the sky.
Yang Qingqing's expression was stern, and the sword in her hand was as hot as her beautiful eyes were icy cold!
“Huh~”
The beautiful fairy deer flew across the sky at a height of eighty meters. The long blade of the mountain fire sword connected the sky and the earth, and the tip of the blade pierced deep into the ground, directly slashing the emperor's minister of Xishan.
"Stop!" The male imperial minister's feet collapsed and he suddenly jumped to the side. "What!" Bai Yujing shook his head vigorously.
No, no, I won’t stop!
The spiritual energy in Du Yu's body is Bai Yujing's amulet.
Even without Du Yu, there is still Master Qing. She was also given vast and pure spiritual energy by the Tree of Gods, and is also in the Divine Sealed Cave!
"Ah ah!" The male imperial minister was shocked and angry, almost crazy.
As a person who practices body cultivation, the various attributes of his body exploded at an incredibly fast speed.
Coincidentally, the Dust Spirit Deer clan also has explosive speed!
Yang Qingqing rides a deer high into the sky, uses a knife as a pen, and paints the earth.
Endless flames spread across the grassland. The ignited male imperial minister fled for his life, with the sharp blade chasing him relentlessly.
“Clatter!”
The sound of the cold armor bursting was loud!
The sharp mountain fire blade swept across the male emperor's calf.
Yang Qingqing held the antlers in one hand and turned slightly, letting the mount hover in the air. In the other hand, she held the mountain fire knife, flashed the sharp blade, and slashed fiercely! "Ah! Ah!" The male imperial minister's shrill screams were endless. The big knife cut out the heart!
No, considering the size comparison between the Han Clan and Shanhuo Dao, Yang Qingqing didn't gouge out the heart. She gouged out the entire body of Xishan Emperor!
“Buzz!!!”
The mountain fire knife exploded completely, and the flames shot up into the sky. Kill the enemy with your own hands, crush him, and chop him into pieces!
Boundless anger has never been vented so thoroughly!
Its broken blade, which was covered with cracks, actually showed a slight tendency to heal due to the change in its mood
Yang Qingqing's eyes were sharp. She raised the hand that was pressing on the handle of the knife and chopped it down hard.
“Shh!”
The sharp edge of the mountain fire knife pressed against the charred and rotten corpse and stabbed downward viciously.
"Huh." Yang Qingqing exhaled a breath of foul air and turned her head to look into the distance. All along, there had never been any lightning to interfere with her killing of her enemies, because... a thousand meters away, the Han clan army was completely blown up!
The two Demon Saints Lei Yunpeng were fighting each other crazily, arrows rained down from the sky, and the army of cold beasts was in chaos.
Yang Qingqing suddenly pulled out the blade, looked ahead, and clamped her legs around the deer's belly: "Kill!" He's coming.
Now, it's our turn!