At the foot of the mountain, millions of monks were shocked and talked about it at first. Then they learned the whole story. They all drew their weapons, let out long roars, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.
At the same time, the sound of a horn suddenly came from the sky, and a voice like thunder rang out: "If you are not of my race, you must be killed! Kill!"
As soon as the words fell, countless black clouds suddenly appeared, almost covering the sky. Liu Xun's eyes suddenly became sharp, looking at the black clouds in the void, and then said: "Here I come, no more words, Yan Chong, live."
Pulling out the Qilin Thorn behind him, Liu Xun turned into a ray of blood light and rose into the sky. The blood-red armor made him look extremely dazzling.
Yan Chong glanced at the black cloud and said slowly: "Weaker than the southern region, but there is a sense of uneasiness."
War can never go according to people's wishes. It always comes suddenly, just like the incident in the Southern Territory, which caught people off guard. Fortunately, this time, the morale of the Chinese monks was high.
Countless weapons and secret treasures cut through the sky, and countless monks rushed towards the black cloud. However, at this moment, a huge hand like a mountain suddenly appeared in the black cloud and slammed down towards the Chinese monk.
The thousands of monks covered by the palm changed color. If they were hit, they would surely perish! At this moment, the figure of a middle-aged man in purple passed by, and a bronze dagger cut through the sky, completely tearing the palm apart.
"Hey, don't try to pick on the weak." The middle-aged man in purple said coldly to a black cloud, with no emotion in his eyes, he was completely different from before.
"Oh? Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals?" A voice came from the black cloud. With the appearance of the words, the entire black cloud completely collapsed, and a silver-haired middle-aged man and thousands of foreign monks appeared.
At the same time, countless black clouds dissipated, and dense groups of foreign monks came towards the Chinese monks below like a swarm of locusts. In just a moment, the whole situation became a mess, with no distinction between friend and foe, as they mixed together and started fighting.
A dense, black tide, endless war began. The strong smell of blood instantly spread throughout the battlefield. Liu Xun looked at everything in front of him and was inevitably shocked. This was the first time he had seen a war of such a scale.
This cannot be expressed in words, nor can it be simulated by those TV dramas on Earth. What it really looks like to have rivers of blood and corpses everywhere is actually happening here at this moment.
Not far away, Di Yuan, with his silver spear, was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, plundering the lives of foreign monks. Liu Xun did not deny that Di Yuan was a genius, and the kind of genius who was decisive in killing foreigners.
Every time a gun is fired, it represents the tragic death of a foreign monk. This is not like a movie. Every move and every style of all the monks is aimed at the head and heart. It is common for some corpses to explode directly because of excessive force.
All kinds of broken limbs, intestines and internal organs will stick to their bodies, and some will even fall into their mouths and be swallowed inadvertently. Some are from the enemies, and some are from comrades!
If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to get used to this kind of scene, but fortunately Liu Xun was not a vegetarian and the blood on his hands was no less than that of some battle-hardened monks.
The Qilin Thorn was like a blood dragon. Every time a flash of blood appeared, a head fell off. There was no sense of awkwardness at all. In just three breaths, more than ten foreign monks had died at the hands of Liu Xun.
He was wearing an alternative blood-red armor, which was already conspicuous enough, and this time it undoubtedly exposed him completely! When some foreign cultivators and Chinese cultivators looked at Liu Xun, their faces changed.
Because no matter whether they were from foreign countries or Chinese cultivators, as long as they were fallen bodies or bodies killed by him, all those around him actually turned into streaks of blood and went into his body. This scene shocked everyone instantly.
After Yan Chong smashed a foreigner's head with a punch, he looked at Liu Xun with bloodthirsty eyes and said coldly: "You are really a battlefield garbage collector."
After saying this, Yan Chong felt a little cold. If he accidentally fell, would he also be swallowed by Liu Xun? Thinking about it, Yan Chong became more cautious. Just kidding, he didn't want to be cleaned up like garbage.
Feeling a trace of cultivation constantly drilling into his body, Liu Xun licked his cracked lips bloodthirstily. This was simply a war for him. The more people died, the stronger his combat power would be!
The devouring magical power is indeed a heaven-defying magical power. As long as he is not dead and as long as there is war in this world, he will become infinitely stronger!
The Qilin Thorn in his hand was raised again, and a foreign cultivator looked at Liu Xun with eyes full of fear and despair, but at this moment, a golden arrow suddenly shot towards Liu Xun's back.
Liu Xun's face changed and he had to give up on killing the foreign monk. He moved his body slightly and immediately moved away, but was still hit by the golden arrow on the arm, and a burning pain followed.
Looking up, I saw that it was a blonde woman with blue eyes, holding a strange bow with densely packed strange runes engraved on it.
Although the blonde woman's appearance was not as dreamy as Huang Daorou's, she could still be considered stunningly beautiful. Her hot body and the clothes that only covered her chest and lower body added a touch of charm.
"China is truly a place full of talented people. I didn't expect that besides Di Yuan, there is someone else who can dodge my arrow." The blonde woman's words came, but suddenly a golden arrow appeared in her hand. Her eyes flashed, and she instantly drew the bow, pulled it into a full circle, and shot again.
The golden arrow tore through the air and headed straight for Liu Xun. Liu Xun snorted coldly, and his pupils instantly turned black and white. He didn't deny that he couldn't dodge the arrow based on his previous state, but using the power of yin and yang...
Liu Xun at that time was completely different from before!
The golden arrow pierced through the void and pierced Liu Xun's neck directly. After the golden arrow passed, Liu Xun's figure suddenly twisted and distorted. The blonde woman's face changed, and her eyes were full of shock and confusion.
She was puzzled. Why did this person's speed suddenly become so fast? Why was there such a big difference between this person's previous and later cultivation
But she no longer had a chance. Liu Xun appeared again, behind the blonde woman. He grabbed the blonde woman's head with one hand, turned her around, and licked the blonde woman's ear.
The blonde woman shuddered, and Liu Xun looked at her and said, "It's a pity to kill such a beautiful person." Upon hearing this, the blonde woman's cheeks showed a hint of seduction, and she said in a delicate voice, "In fact, I like men like you."
PS: I recommend a book called "Martial Dao Tian Zun" written by my friend Renjian Luoshui. It is a fantasy novel. If you like it, you can go and read it~ (To be continued)