Seen from the sky, the three battle forts stood in a row on the vast land, as if they were the dividing line between grassland and scorched earth.
A million-strong human army is marching rapidly towards the south.
All the important things of the human army were pulled away by carts and horses, and all the soldiers ran with dry food and weapons on their backs, at a speed almost equivalent to that of an ordinary human sprinting at full speed.
Under the power of "Man Jiang Hong", even the body of an ordinary soldier is equivalent to that of a demon soldier.
On the east and west sides of the Sanlian Battle Fortress, two barbarian armies with a total number of over ten million rushed towards the human race, like two sharp blades stabbing straight at them.
On the Sanlian Battle Fort, Qingyi stands alone.
Three miles north of the Sanlian Battle Fort, the Barbarian Emperor Langyuan and the Great Barbarian King Niushan continued to fight fiercely.
In the camp directly north, the barbarian army split into two and bypassed the three battle forts from both sides. It was unclear whether they wanted to encircle Fang Yun or follow the two armies in the east and west.
Among the two armies that bypassed the three battle fortresses, there were four great barbarian kings and more than fifty barbarian kings, and countless other generals.
Niu Shan shouted, "Your Majesty the Moon Emperor, Quan Xi is waiting in the rear, you leave first."
Fang Yun said with a chuckle: "No hurry. Now that the human race has gone far away, you can try a stronger force."
Lang Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and he saw a giant bull horn a thousand feet high emerging behind Niu Shan. There were spiral threads on the horn, like a mountain road, inhabited by densely packed cattle creatures.
Strike of the Holy Image!
Niu Shan raised his right hand without hesitation. He was clearly just swinging his fist towards Langyuan, but it was like dragging a piece of blue sky towards Langyuan.
The holy bull horns and the holy dragon-shaped might were all integrated into this punch. Before it hit Langyuan, there was a violent explosion within a hundred feet. At the center of the explosion, a huge bull's fist, burning with the fire of blood and energy, rushed towards Langyuan.
Lang Yuan roared, and a huge wolf head appeared behind him. He also used the power of the Holy Appearance and punched out with a raging golden flame.
boom!
The two men's fists collided, forming a small ball of light filled with gold and blood. A moment later, the ball of light expanded to a thousand feet in size, submerging the two men and exploding with endless energy and blood.
The terrifying circular force swept across dozens of miles, and the three battle fortresses seemed to be cut in half by a giant sword. The entire upper part was blown away by the powerful force, most of it turned into dust and scattered, and a small part flew in the southeast and west directions like rocks thrown by an accelerated catapult.
As the humans walked away, dense rocks bombarded the barbarian group, and each stone was as powerful as a full-strength attack from the Demon Lord.
Fang Yun stepped onto Pingbu Qingyun and stood high in the sky. His green robe was torn everywhere, but his body was not hurt at all.
All the barbarians on both sides and in the north who were within twenty miles and below the level of the Demon Lord were killed.
In a few breaths, millions of demons and barbarians were killed on the spot.
This is why in large-scale wars between different races, great scholars, great demon kings or emperors are prohibited from attacking ordinary soldiers. Be it a demon king or a university scholar, their power can only act on a very small area at most, killing and causing casualties within a hundred feet radius. But in higher-level battles, let alone taking the initiative to attack, even the aftermath can cause more damage than a university scholar or a demon king.
Even if hundreds of millions of ordinary barbarians gathered together, the great scholar could kill them all in a very short time.
The two sides had been fighting for a long time, so it was normal for Niu Shan to suddenly take action. It did not break the rules. If anyone was to blame, it was the barbarians who were too careless.
"You are a dignified Void Saint, but you use such despicable means to kill the barbarians of my clan. Don't blame me for using the same means to exterminate millions of your human race!" Lang Yuan was extremely angry.
Fang Yun asked Niu Shan: "How is it?"
Niu Shan thought for a moment and replied, "This Dragon Mighty Battle Body is indeed powerful. Lang Yuan has no way to deal with me, but I can't do anything to him either. His methods are very clever, and I have learned some from him."
Niu Shan's voice was simple and honest, just like it was back then. If you only listened to his voice, you would never have guessed that he was now a powerful barbarian king.
"Well, come back, I know what I'm doing." Fang Yun said.
Niu Shan returned quickly, but Lang Yuan was angered by Fang Yun's tone. The meaning of Fang Yun's words was very clear. He no longer regarded the dignified Wolf King as a threat.
"Fang Yun, I will hang your corpse on a big flag, use your head as a wine jug, and attack all the way to the capital of Jing Kingdom to wipe out your entire clan!" Lang Yuan roared madly, his eyes bloodshot.
"You dare!" Niu Shan glared at Lang Yuan. All the energy and blood in his body surged in his dragon-like body and turned into a real red-blooded dragon, coiling around Niu Shan. Niu Shan was like an evil god, dominating the whole world.
Fang Yun's expression did not change at all, he was still extremely calm, and said calmly: "I went north and got along well with His Majesty the Barbarian Emperor. Now I have to return, and I am reluctant to leave, so I left a poem for you."
Fang Yun picked up the pen and shot holy blood into the holy page. Then, the mist butterfly flew around Fang Yun and gradually grew bigger, especially the two snowflake wings, which were extremely beautiful. Niu Shan's eyes were full of amazement, while the Wolf Principle on the opposite side stared at the mist butterfly with vigilance in his eyes.
Lang Yuan was about to rush forward, but he instinctively felt a familiar fear coming over him. He wanted to retreat, but his pride as the king of a clan prevented him from taking a step forward.
After the mist butterfly circled around Fang, the temperature dropped sharply, as if winter had arrived.
Whether they were humans or barbarians, whether they were students or barbarian kings, they all shrank back instinctively.
Then, a giant frost ape appeared behind Fang Yun.
The giant frost ape seemed to be the incarnation of this world, the master of this world, suppressing all monsters.
The demon ancestor’s star position, power is revealed.
After experiencing the baptism of all the palaces, the Demon Ancestor Star became even more powerful. As soon as it appeared, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped again.
The golden blood and evil spirit in Lang Yuan's body were burning fiercely, and his back was slightly arched, like a ferocious wolf encountering a strong enemy.
"Go ahead."
At Fang Yun's command, the Mist Butterfly actually flapped its wings excitedly and swallowed the shadow of the Demon Ancestor behind Fang Yun in one gulp.
Lang Yuan took a step back in fear, and Yaoman, who saw this scene from a distance, was almost frightened silly.
All the monsters know the legend of the Monster Ancestor. Although he has broken away from the current monster world, he is still a great figure who stands at the pinnacle of all worlds. Even if Fang Yun is only borrowing his power, he cannot be desecrated.
The Mist Butterfly is indeed powerful, but only a canonized Mist Butterfly can reach this level. How does it do it now
All the barbarians had a bad premonition in their hearts.
Even Yangui showed a look of horror, and then nodded vigorously, as if to say, awesome!
After the Mist Butterfly swallowed the phantom of the Demon Ancestor, it landed on the holy page and froze a corner of the holy page like a signature.
Fang Yun picked up his pen and started writing.
The north wind blows the white grass to the ground, and snow falls in the Hu sky in August.
Suddenly, a spring breeze came, and thousands of pear trees blossomed.
The water scattered into the pearl curtain and wet the silk curtain; the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The barbarians cannot control their horn bows, and the wolf soldiers’ iron armor is too cold to wear.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense for thousands of miles.
The central army set up wine to entertain the returning guests, with Huqin, Pipa and Qiang flute.
The evening snow falls outside the camp, the wind blows but the red flags do not flutter due to the frost.
I see you off at the south gate of the battle fort, and the Tianshan Road is covered with snow when you leave.
I can't see you as the road winds around the mountain, only your horse's footprints are left on the snow.
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