Meng Xiang had no time to thank Jie Juan, because the dragon's shattered body was gradually recovering. The three dragon heads stared at Meng Xiang and Jie Juan at the same time. Although its wings and body were still in tatters, its body was too big. It took only one step forward and was already 3 or 4 meters away from Meng Xiang.
The three dragon heads brought a huge gust of wind and rushed towards Meng Xiang and Jie Juan like three heavy hammers. It was not difficult for Meng Xiang to dodge, but he could not dodge because Jie Juan had not yet unlocked her potential lock. With only the enhancement of her physical attributes, she could not block the attack of the dragon heads. He took a step forward to block Jie Juan, and his spiritual energy "whooshed" out. His fists condensed powerful spiritual power and counterattacked the dragon heads.
Suddenly, the sound of "bang bang bang" filled the whole mountain, mixed with the dragon's "howl". Meng Xiang's eyes were also burning with killing, and he screamed "huhuhu" with a terrifying sound, like two wild beasts hiding in the mountain fighting.
The effect of Haotian's "reborn" tempering finally came out. Even in the face of the heavy blows from the dragon heads, even with his fists holding off the three dragon heads, Meng Xiang did not lose the upper hand at all, and became more and more courageous. The ground he stood on had sunk several centimeters, and the gravel flew like dust under the impact of the spiritual energy.
Jie Juan was very alert. Seeing Meng Xiang fighting the dragon head-on, she knew that she was holding Meng Xiang back. Because she hadn't unlocked her potential and couldn't block out the pain, the pain from the broken acetabulum and muscles in her right hand made her pale and sweaty.
"Meng Xiang, don't worry about me, just fight with all your strength." Jie Juan shouted as she crawled away.
Meng Xiang's fists were even more powerful, knocking away every dragon head that came towards him.
After a long battle, the dragon suddenly retracted one of its heads, while the other two continued to attack. The remaining dragon's lower jaw rose and fell slightly, and its mouth gradually swelled.
Meng Xiang knew it was bad. If it was a pure physical attack, he still had the confidence to protect Jie Juan, but if the dragon spewed out a high-heat flame, Jie Juan would be dead. He hurriedly performed "Shave", holding Jie Juan in one hand and retreating backwards. He could already feel the flames burning behind him. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his back, as if he was hit by a hammer. Meng Xiang was knocked dozens of meters away while holding Jie Juan.
The magic dragon had used this trick at the Spring of Eternal Youth before. It attacked with an iron pillar wrapped in flames, making it impossible to defend against it.
At this time, the dragon's body had recovered. It seemed unwilling to continue fighting with Meng Yi. It spread its wings, soared into the sky, and flew towards the distant Ling Tomb.
Meng Xiang let out a long sigh and lowered his head. He saw that Jie Juan's pretty face in his arms had turned blue with pain. Her right arm was loosening and closing, and every tremor caused severe pain.
Jie Juan spread her angel wings and shouted in a trembling voice: "Meng Xiang, let's catch up quickly. If we hold the dragon back for a second, Han Fan and the others will be able to kill more soldiers."
"I'll help you relieve the pain before I chase you. I don't want you to faint from the pain halfway through the flight." Meng Xiang tore off the clothes on Jie Juan's right arm and gently stroked it, knowing that this arm was broken. He immediately took out the hemostatic spray and healing medicine, first helped Jie Juan relieve the pain, then used the spirit sword to gently scrape the broken shoulder, cut off the right arm, and then sprayed the hemostatic spray.
After the pain was stopped, Jiejuan smiled again. Meng Xiang's way of cutting off Jiejuan's right arm was a bit rough, but it was better to remove it than to let the broken arm hang like this.
Jie Juan took the Angel Feather away, pulled Meng Xiang with her left hand and flew into the sky. The dragon in the distance had turned into a small black dot, and she had to rush over as soon as possible.
As they got closer to the mausoleum, they could hear the sound of gunfire. On the other side, as soon as Han Fan and his men arrived at the mausoleum, they took the initiative to attack the troops on the ground.
Around the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, there were tents and thousands of soldiers guarding it. The reincarnators fired with rapid-fire machine guns and submachine guns, and rows of soldiers fell. Because there were only a few reincarnators, including the protagonists of the plot, the soldiers were shot before they even found their targets.
A few people fighting against an army of thousands of people was an incredible thing in the eyes of the protagonist. However, they also held the weapons given to them by Han Fan. Although these weapons did not have unlimited ammunition, they were definitely high-tech weapons even if they were taken to the real world. Facing the backward weapons in the hands of the soldiers of this era, this was not a war, but a massacre. Experiencing such a war made them admire the reincarnationists even more.
Zhuo Luo and Han Fan would occasionally sneak into the military camp and throw grenades, blowing up the unprepared troops without leaving a single piece of armor.
Just as the Reincarnationists were happily slaughtering the warlord's army, a black shadow floated across the sky, and a huge dragon came out from the sky. It flapped its wings, and a strong wind blew the sand and rocks on the ground, and the dust covered everyone's eyes.
Fang Ru, who was firing a rapid-fire machine gun in the rear, shouted loudly: "Qin Shi Huang is here, everyone take your positions." Everyone immediately moved quickly towards the city wall according to the previous plan. Tang Bixin and Li Wei immediately flew to the front to meet Han Fan and Zhuo Luo who had broken into the camp, and then flew back to the city wall respectively.
The dragon flapped its giant wings and slowly landed on the shoulders of a large statue of Qin Shi Huang in front of the mausoleum, and then transformed into a human body. He had drunk the spring of immortality, and his body was reshaped. What appeared before everyone was a handsome middle-aged man over 50 with a fierce face.
This middle-aged man is the real body of Qin Shi Huang. As long as he drinks the fountain of youth, he will gain eternal life, restore his flesh and blood, and regain powerful strength.
Because Jiejuan had a broken arm and had been flying in the sky for a long time, she was exhausted and was landed in front of the mausoleum by the magic dragon transformed by Qin Shihuang.
At this time, the area around the mausoleum was in a mess. Ten out of the warlord's 1,000 soldiers had died, and the remaining soldiers were already in panic. Although they knew that the evil dragon that fell from the sky was Qin Shihuang, they did not dare to stay and dropped their weapons and fled to both sides.
Qin Shi Huang scanned the entire battlefield, drew a silver-white sword from his waist, and waved the sword upward with his right hand. He was majestic and a kingly aura emerged spontaneously. As the former overlord of mainland China, he was imposing. He shouted loudly: "Warriors, get up, let my Great Qin Empire regain control of the world." His voice spread far away, even in such a huge mausoleum, his voice sounded in every corner, even in the ears of the reincarnated, they felt that the sound kept vibrating the eardrums, and it lasted for a long time.
"Like... rumble..." Big cracks suddenly appeared on the ground around the mausoleum, and huge underground doors appeared, slowly rising up, revealing the dark terracotta warriors and horses guarding the mausoleum. These terracotta warriors were originally just stone statues, but at this time, summoned by Qin Shihuang, their eyes turned yellow, and the carved stones on their bodies peeled off layer by layer like soil. The terracotta warriors walked in neat steps, step by step, from the steps of the opened underground doors.
The Reincarnators on the city wall saw this battle from a distance and felt frightened. An endless stream of terracotta warriors and horses kept coming out of the mausoleum, trampling on the ground, almost making the entire ground shake. More than 10,000 terracotta warriors and horses, each holding a spear, stood neatly around the mausoleum, their yellow eyes looking at the statue of Qin Shi Huang, waiting for his order to attack.
The reincarnators on the city wall were secretly horrified. Suddenly, the ground in front of the city wall suddenly cracked, and thousands of dead bodies ran out. Some of these dead bodies were dried corpses, some were only skeletons, some were missing arms, and some were missing legs. They were holding tools like hoes in their hands, and they were roaring, and their momentum was no weaker than that of the Terracotta Warriors.
These ghosts were transformed by Ziyuan from the wronged souls buried in the city walls. They were imprisoned under the city walls and could never be reborn. Ziyuan gave them rebirth at the cost of eternal life. As long as they killed Qin Shihuang, they could be reincarnated.
The dead souls shouted and ran madly towards the mausoleum, determined to die together with Qin Shihuang.
The war officially began, but Qin Shi Huang had already arrived. What about Meng Xiang and Jie Juan who ambushed Qin Shi Huang? The reincarnator couldn't help but worry secretly, but at this moment, a blue light came from the distant sky, like an intercontinental missile swooping down towards the towering statue of Qin Shi Huang in the distance.
The reincarnations couldn't help but be in high spirits and ready to fight at any time, because they knew that Meng Xiang had finally returned.
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