On the top of the mountain, Taoist Yuyu was sitting on the branches of an ancient pine, holding a wine gourd and drinking happily.
Suddenly his eyes flashed coldly, and he glanced far away in the direction of Ji Hao. Ji Hao's two swords were clearly seen by Taoist Yu Yu.
An extremely terrifying and fierce sword intent shot up into the sky, as if it was going to tear the entire sky, the entire earth, and the entire prehistoric universe into pieces. Then, a blur of purple energy lingered in Taoist Yu Yu's eyes, and the terrifying sword intent was forced by him. Restraint weighed heavily on my heart.
His fingers trembled violently, and a strange bright light emitted from every pore of Taoist Yu Yu, forming a flame-like light building behind him. A wisp of purple gas shot straight into the sky from above his head, and then turned into a beam the size of a hundred acres. The bright clouds slowly spread out, and bits of golden light hung down from the purple clouds, hanging like silk and strands like a necklace.
"My hands are itching, it's itching!" Taoist Yu Yu held the wine gourd tightly with both hands and drank heavily. His long hair was flying wildly with his brows dancing wildly: "I really want to strike that high tower with a sword. ! Good disciple, these two swords are wonderful!"
"No, no, I can't watch anymore. If I keep reading, I can't help itching my hands." Taoist Yuyu turned around with twitching, closed his eyes forcefully, Qingyun above his head quickly retracted into his body, he closed the six sense, isolating all perception of the outside world.
"Good disciple, really a good disciple. It seems that someone can pass on my master's swordsmanship?" Taoist Yuyu drank heavily and murmured to himself: "Abao and the others only care about my master's swordsmanship." It's a pity that I've only learned a little bit. Hmm... You have to keep a close eye on me and don't let those shameless people harm this good disciple."
After pondering for a moment, Taoist Yu Yu dropped the wine bottle, and with a move of his hand, the trunk of the ancient pine split open, and a crystal heart like jade flew out. With Taoist Yu Yu's hand, it split into nine small wooden handles. sword. Taoist Yu Yu smiled faintly, waved his fingers gently on the wooden sword, and drew a series of sharp sword talismans on the wooden sword.
In the blink of an eye, the wooden sword took shape. Taoist Yu Yu threw the wooden sword away, and the wooden sword immediately flew through the air.
"Abao, add these nine sword talismans to the sword formation... You personally preside over the nine palace sword formation, just let go and kill!" Taoist Yu Yu said softly to the air, then grabbed the wine bottle, and took a big gulp. I drank several sips of wine.
On the bloody tower, a tall figure emerged in the bloody light. He was holding a flagpole in his left hand, and a bloody war flag was flying fiercely on the top of the flagpole. The strong wind blew by, and the blood mist sprayed from the battle flag flew hundreds of miles away with the wind, lighting up the sky like a burning cloud.
"People of the Blood Moon, fight!" The tall figure with three eyes spurting out blood that was more than ten miles long shouted sternly: "Put on your armor, grab your weapons, and fight. !”
The fighting spirit collapsed, and the defeated remnants of the Qian clan who were fleeing hastily towards the north suddenly stopped. They turned around and saw the bloody tower and the bloody battle flag flying fiercely on the bloody tower. .
An inexplicable will to fight surged from the hearts of these defeated soldiers. Their eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes at the same time. A crazy aura spurted out from their bodies. Many Jia warriors instantly fell into a state of madness.
Panting heavily and spitting out fiery flames from their mouths, these Jia warriors howled and ran towards their discarded armor and weapons. They put on their armor, grabbed their weapons, and shouted to each other to announce their numbers. Under the command of their respective generals, they quickly rearranged themselves into a neat square formation.
The elites of the Qian clan also stopped one after another. Blood mist rose around them, and they were also breathing heavily. They raised their staffs, recited incantations, and continuously blessed their warriors with various blood moon secret spells.
The bodies of the Jia warriors swelled, their blood was boiling, and their fighting spirit was burning. They suddenly changed from cowards who ran away to brave and capable warriors.
They forgot about the human army that was surrounded from three sides, and they forgot about the main force of the family that had just been annihilated. They just looked at the bloody battle flag, solemnly raised their weapons and saluted the battle flag, and then walked away and strode towards it. The south is running like crazy.
They ran desperately towards the city that had just swallowed up the main force of the Qian clan's army.
Ji Hao stood in mid-air holding the Flame Dragon Sword. He glanced at these defeated Qian soldiers who had renewed their desire to fight, shook his head, and stopped paying more attention to them. As long as they dare to step into the restricted area of 300 miles, it is impossible for them to survive under the sword formation.
The tall figure standing on the bloody tower shouted loudly. Through the blessing of the bloody tower, his voice instantly spread throughout the vast space with a radius of thousands of miles: "Avoid that city and stay five hundred miles away from him, and you will not Get hurt! Avoid that city and attack the humans, attack, attack!"
"Kill every human race you see, kill them all! We will win this battle!"
The huge Song Gu let out a crazy roar, as if in response to the shouts of the figure. Song Gu moved his huge body, leading more than ten thousand tree demons, and strode towards the east to meet the Leize tribe soldiers who were surrounding them. Go up.
More elite legions composed of the Yu and Jia tribes emerged from the ground. They formed a large square formation on the ground and faced the human army under the command of Si Wenming with high morale.
Ying Yunpeng glanced at Ji Hao from a distance, laughed ferociously, and then waved his hand. The Eastern Wasteland archers drove the birds and beasts, followed the Yu army in the sky, and rushed towards the human army.
Beside the Donghuang archers commanded by Ying Yunpeng, a large group of Yu warriors stepped on metal discs about ten feet in diameter, lining up in neat lines to 'fly together' with them. Against the backdrop of the blood clouds spurting from the bloody war flag, the birds and beasts flapping their wings rapidly, and the flying disc forged by the master craftsman of the Xiu clan, the two are mixed together to create a strange and magnificent beauty.
Ji Hao was suspended in mid-air, helplessly looking at the alien army that had avoided the killing range of the sword array.
Taoist Yu Yu's sword array was powerful, but Ji Hao could not control it freely. After he set up the sword array, he had to put it away if he wanted to move it. But a cold murderous intention enveloped Ji Hao. Ji Hao knew that as long as he removed the sword formation, the foreign master would launch a fatal blow to him and completely kill him.
He could only stand in the sword formation and accept the protection of the sword formation. He was powerless to control the entire battle situation.
"Power!" Ji Hao clenched his hands and gritted his teeth as he looked at the alien armies rolling away.
These guys suddenly appeared from the hinterland of Dragon Bay. For the human race, this was undoubtedly a severe stab in the heart of the human race.
The Akasaka Mountain front is in danger!
(End of chapter)