Under the dark green sea of fire, the frozen clay sculpture had no expression on its face. Its tightly closed lips only slightly opened as it looked at the bright divine light ahead and the growing numbers of people. They all shouted in unison, a sound like a millstone grinding: "Kill!"
At the moment of fierce collision, the first thing that came to pass was the sound of stretched strings, and the crossbow arrows like locusts brushed past the heads and shoulders of the terracotta soldiers in front, stretching for several miles and shooting straight away.
"Damn..."
Shan Xiongxin of the Azure Dragon Star opened his eyes wide, gritted his teeth and cursed, then raised his hand and summoned his divine power. The first crossbow arrow that flew over was pierced into it with a bang, and was squeezed and broken. At the same time, stone chips flew everywhere, and more crossbow arrows followed like a raging tide over an area of several miles. All that could be heard around were the sounds of crossbow arrows piercing into the divine light and breaking. Some of the crossbow arrows also passed through them, flew to the back through the gaps, and pierced into the bodies of mortals attached to the immortal soldiers in the back. The crowd fell down in an instant like wheat being cut, and hundreds of golden figures covered the parts of their bodies that were hit by the crossbow arrows made of yin energy, struggled and roared, rose into the night sky, and then dissipated.
The last crossbow arrow broke and turned into stone chips falling to the ground. White Tiger Star Luo Cheng exhaled a "tsk" and smiled grimly, "That's it?"
Behind him, a white tiger shadow appeared, lying on the ground and roaring. The soldiers gathered behind him were shining with layers of light. They felt the divine power being drawn, and their skills and strength became enormous. Then they mobilized and quickly formed a formation in layers, just like they had done in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. They held up their weapons and rushed forward with the same ferocious attitude.
This time, at least there are immortals who have become gods in front of them to support them... they thought.
Countless eyes passed through the golden divine light in front, and the madly surging wave of stone statues was becoming clearer and clearer. You could almost see the stone-carved faces of the other party, along with the dust dropped by the intense running.
"Form a formation! Fight back—" Qinglongxing's scream rang out.
The next moment, the stone statues rushed over, with momentum already built, crashing down like a raging wave!
boom!
Bang!
The huge waves like waves hitting reefs washed away the standing divine lights, as well as the gods wearing golden armor and fluttering fairy belts in the light. Their stone bodies turned into powder and splattered everywhere under the high-speed impact. The stone figurines behind followed closely, rushed up, smashed them, continued to rush up, and shattered and scattered, constantly crashing into the divine lights. Dark green flames attached to them, burning with a "hissing" sound.
The piled up fragments became higher and higher, and the stone figurines that were constantly rushing forward from behind stepped on them, leaped up, and wielded their long spears to fiercely stab the light film.
The dozens of stars standing in the "sea of people" of terracotta warriors also gave the same counterattack at this time. The stone warriors that pounced down were knocked back by the divine light or had their heads smashed directly. However, these stone warriors seemed to come in an endless stream, some bypassed them, passed through the gaps like a torrent, and flowed to the rear.
Then... the terracotta warriors charging at high speed collided with the army formation blessed by divine power, like two mountains colliding and collapsing, constantly tilting and pressing to both sides. The bodies of the people behind the shields were instantly pushed out by the huge impact force and smashed into the crowd. Their companions next to them made up for them, and the swords and weapons chopped the stone bodies, splashing countless dust.
"ah… "
The roaring sound resounded. Among the crowd of stone figurines rushing from behind, a black man with a leopard head and round eyes, with a thick beard, rode a black horse and leaped up, riding the cold wind, waving a snake spear in his hand: "Go back to heaven!" The next moment after a stone figurine in front of him shattered in the divine light, he crashed into it with a bang. Zhang Fei pressed his spear against the divine light that had begun to become unstable, staring at the stars in the light with fierce eyes, and roared hysterically, shouting "Get out!" With negative energy all over his body, he used the huge force of the terracotta warriors swarming around him to shatter the divine light of the unknown star and lifted his body up. He used the spear to shoot out the Dharma body in his body, splitting it in half directly in mid-air.
All around, more terracotta warriors came from the rear, as if they had memories of their previous lives, and swiftly rushed to the opened gap, brandishing their short swords and long spears recklessly, smashing them with all their might, making the gap bigger. Some gods who wanted to fill the gap waved their magic weapons, emitting pieces of divine light, clearing out everything around them, and then they were surrounded by countless stone warriors, and were toppled to the ground. The densely packed heavy stone bodies buried them, and they never got up again.
Under the night sky with stars and the moon intertwined, the dark green sea of fire and the crowd with golden divine light had no collision of any shape. Baihuxing gave up his defense in the front. He was born in the field of killing and commanding the army. However, after colliding with more than a dozen stone figurines, a Yin God in a white robe and silver armor came galloping on his horse. His two spears collided and scratched each other, blocking his way in the middle.
"It's not over yet!"
"You... Zhao..."
As Luo Cheng finished speaking, the Longdan Spear had already stabbed towards him and hit the shaft of his spear. The long handle suddenly bent backwards. At the moment when the war horses crossed, a white cloak covered his vision. Zhao Yun drew the sword at his waist with his backhand, swung his arm, and slashed down with the sword.
puff-
The divine light shattered in the wind. The jade lions flashed and crossed each other, then stopped and started to dig the soil. Above, the scattered helmet tassels calmed down. Zhao Yun held a dragon gall in one hand and a humming sword in the other. As his cloak fell, he turned his face slightly.
The light of Luo Cheng, who was facing the White Tiger Star with his back to him, dimmed. His eyes were wide open, his lips trembled slightly, and the long spear in his hand, which was still held upright for blocking, broke into two pieces with a "snap". The next second, the attached Dharma body separated from his body, staggered off the horse's back, and broke into pieces the moment it touched the ground.
"Martial arts are always so useful..."
He took a look and ignored it. He spurred his horse to turn around and led the terracotta soldiers to charge into the other side of the line, as if he had returned to the battlefield of the conflict.
Under the night sky with dense stars and the moon, the endless collision and fighting has spread to the foot of the mountain. The mountainside and the foot of the mountain are full of stone figurines and human figures. Running among them is Guan Yu in green robe and golden armor. He casually chops away some of the charging immortal soldiers' souls with a few swords, and catches up with a few stars with shallow cultivation. After a while, a horse neigh suddenly sounded from the side, and a warhorse charged over. A horse lance stretched out and stabbed at his face. The Qinglong sword was raised, bang blocked it, and with a backhand, a sword light mixed with Yin energy drew a half moon and slashed back angrily.
Guan Yu pulled the reins, turned his horse's head, and swung the blade of the humming sword across his body. He closed his eyes slightly and said, "Under my sword, I will not kill nameless people!"
The man with a thick beard and a dignified look said: "Qinglongxing..."
"No need to say more!"
Guan Yu shouted loudly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand whistled, and he slashed it out on the horse's head with a furious roar. The Qinglongxing on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and the words he hadn't finished speaking were blocked in his mouth. He hurriedly raised his spear to block it, and the Qinglong sword suddenly changed, with the blade facing downwards, and slashed on the horse's neck.
Xilulu-
The warhorse neighed miserably, and its huge head fell to the ground. Shan Xiongxin, who was riding on it, kicked the horse's back and leaped to the ground. He exerted force with his feet and his whole body turned into golden light. He jumped up and swung his lance, and smashed down on Guan Yu's head. Guan Yu turned his horse's head, but Red Hare could understand human form and raised its hoof to avoid it. Guan Yu turned around on horseback and slashed again. Shan Xiongxin, who fell to the ground, swung his lance to meet him. One man rode a horse and the other fought on foot, and they killed the crowd with bangs.
The sky gradually brightened, and to the east of Qingming, white clouds began to turn pale.
Hundreds of thousands of terracotta soldiers stretched out in an endless stream, and at the same time, there were also thousands of chariots pulled by war horses, rushing towards them like a tidal wave.
As the night went on, the atmosphere became ominous.