Brush Lala... The overcast wind blows the yellow sand on the top of the mountain, and the desert under the moonlight has the loneliness and atmosphere of a desert with solitary smoke and a long river setting the sun.
In the ruined Martyrs' Shrine, Zhao Yun sat on an abandoned stone. Straighten your hands and place them on an empty scabbard in front of you. Where the scabbard touches the ground, the extremely complicated Yin Talisman quietly radiates out. Climbing slowly across the room.
The gust of wind blew through the void of the Martyrs' Shrine, like thousands of ghosts crying. Blow his black hair almost straight up.
Under the moonlight, darkness shrouded the top of the mountain like a tide, like the sea before the storm. Under the surrounding mountain fog that never dissipated, I don't know how many Yin soldiers stared at it.
The surging killing intent turned this dark night into a dead silence. In the midst of all the silence, a second voice suddenly sounded in the Hall of Martyrs: "Why?"
"Although the sons and daughters of Changshengtian are brave, they also respect brave warriors. I can swear to Changshengtian that I will never annihilate your soul. Although I don't know who you are... But you only need to take refuge in Ben Khan. I will make your name famous. Far away at home and abroad!"
"This is my promise to you, Yuan Taizu, known as Genghis Khan in history. You are a rare hero, and a hero deserves respect."
Zhao Yun smiled.
A man who is obviously handsome and cold, but when he smiles, he gives people a feeling of spring breeze and rain: "Then do you know what the history books say about me?"
"I don't know."
Zhao Yun looked at the sky calmly, and there were broken tiles and remnants at the sight, and the bright moon in the sky could be vaguely seen. His voice didn't show the slightest, just stating the facts: "I have nothing in my body, only courage."
"You are no longer the emperor. When you enter the underworld, you have to abide by the order of the dead! I will take care of those that the underworld can't control. I will catch those that the underworld can't catch! The underworld takes people and retreats, do you think it's a joke?"
"Khan, if you violate China, you will be punished even if you are far away. If you are as powerful as the sky, you will be punished even if it is difficult... Although the underworld is now in decline, Fengdu is Fengdu, and the underworld is the underworld!"
The voice was like thunder, but it could not be heard outside the Martyrs' Shrine at all, as if speaking to Temujin, more like... speaking to the last remnant of Changshengtian behind him.
silence.
After a long time, the voice sounded again: "Who doesn't want to be named in the history of history? I can do it, you can do it. But just with the yellow-mouthed kid just now, he can make you famous for eternity?"
"Presumptuous!" Zhao Yun shouted, "The King of Hell, you are also qualified to discuss?"
"Very good." The voice was equally calm: "I, Temujin, have been all over the world, and the whole of Eurasia is trembling under my whip. There are not many people who can remember, and you are one of them. You can still laugh when the whip's hoof smashes your formation."
"The gate of Changshengtian is always open to you."
"Amur. Say hello, Qini, Hu Si."
good luck.
No one spoke any more.
The air was scorching hot and cold, as if swords were screaming. Everyone knew that they had already had too many similar conversations. Short and nothing new. However, this is the last time.
The last silence.
The last trial.
Then... It's the picture of the poor dagger!
The remnant soul of Changshengtian couldn't wait, especially when he found another Yama coming.
Temujin couldn't wait, after hundreds of years of repression, he couldn't wait to see the light of day again.
Underworld emperors and national teachers are also eager... eager for their era to cover this land again.
Once brilliant, the opportunity is in front of you, how can you be silent
This dark sea, at this moment, has reached its boiling point.
Time passed by and everyone was making the final preparations. At 0:00 on the 26th, out of nowhere, a slight bell sounded.
"I, we, we really want to go?" Around Qin Ye, there was a circle of yellow-faced and thin-skinned practitioners. Everyone holds a talisman in his hand, with black characters on a red background, and the lines are extremely complicated. Shrinking beside Qin Ye tremblingly asked.
They are not afraid of catching ghosts, they even say it is their own business. But the premise... is to grasp the devil within his power.
A battle of this level is simply not within their scope of consideration! Not even the worst nightmare ever happened!
"You don't need to do anything, just grab the talisman and sit at the place I designated. If you don't die, don't move." Ting listened to the sudden silence in the mountains. With the sound of swaying withered trees under the mountain fog, he said solemnly: "Don't you want to see, what are you afraid of these past few weeks?"
"But… "
"There is no but." Qin Ye said calmly, "No one will come to rescue you, either survive to regain your freedom, or die here and bury your bones."
After saying this, he was no longer in the mood to encourage the other party, but stared at the bottom of the mountain fog.
Enough has been said in the past few days, and it is useless to sharpen the gun.
After a few seconds of silence, countless crows croaked and rushed to the sky, and the mist below twisted wildly. It's like countless piranhas under the sea, just about to rush out of this instantly boiling ocean, tearing the people on the island to pieces!
"Gudu..." I don't know which cultivator swallowed his saliva fiercely. On the top of the mountain where the needles can be heard, it should be very clear. However, the shaking drums instantly engulfed his voice.
The mountain god drums!
dong dong dong! Intense drums of war echoed across the mountains. The next second, in all directions, the sound of horses' hooves sounded slowly.
far away.
Listening to the sound to identify the position, there are probably thousands of meters.
a lot of.
It is densely packed, like rain falling on the earth, in an endless stream.
The beginning is still slow, the rhythmic rain curtain prelude, in less than five seconds, the four wilds and eight wastes are deafening, like the sound of the hoofs of the thunder and the calamity, rumbling over!
No roaring whatsoever.
There was no shouting.
Only the silent, deadly, repressed army charged! Stormy rain!
Boom! ! ! If it was said that the waves were just rising on the sea surface, it had turned into a huge wave in an instant, rushing straight to the Jiangxin Island of Mashou Peak. The kind of sound that the heaven and earth will be smashed, the killing intent that the universe will be leveled, the invisible ghostly killing intent exploded in an instant, forming a majestic vortex of 10,000 meters around the Ma Shou Peak!
If the Yellow Mountains and the Sea of Clouds are extremely spectacular.
At the peak of the sea of clouds, Qin Ye raised his hand. In the charge of heaven and earth, it is like a torch on the top of a mountain.
Getting closer and closer, the vortex in all directions is getting faster and faster! Just when there were still 300 meters from the front of the mountain, the sound of horse hooves shattered Jiuxiao, and he suddenly pressed his hand: "Array!!"
Oh shit! All the practitioners bit their lips, desperately ran to the position where they had been practicing for several days, bit their fingertips, and wiped the talisman with blood.
brush! Thousands of rays of light bloomed in the talisman, and they all rose to the sky, and countless complicated talismans circled out of it like vines, drawing a picture in the void.
boom! ! The impact sound that temporarily silenced the world instantly engulfed other sounds. Around the Ma Shou Peak, there were countless ripples, which were signs of countless Golden Horde cavalry charging the formation without fear of death.
The rocks pierced through the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
I'm coming!
Qin Ye never imagined that he would face the Golden Horde banned from Europe and become the whip of God. However, strangely, now I only feel the blood boiling in my heart. He quietly listened to the sound of horses' hooves resounding through the sky, one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters...
Two hundred meters!
His hand suddenly pressed: "Open!!"
The words fell, and all the practitioners bit their index fingers together, donated blood and smeared it on the talisman. Immediately, the talisman was covered with white light, and the yin talisman vines stretched out, slowly intertwining in the air, and finally, it turned into a hundred meters high. Lao Tzu riding a bull.
He listened to the pair of claws together: "Purple Qi comes 30,000 miles from the east, and Hanguan is the first to pass 5,000 words. Lao Tzu's Qi is transformed into three cleansers!"
brush! Lao Tzu rode to the west, suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and then blew lightly. Ninety thousand miles in one breath, the mountain fog between the mountain peaks disappeared in an instant, and everything below was finally fully presented in front of Qin Ye's eyes.
cavalry.
Countless cavalry!
Riding a skeletal warhorse in jet-black armor. At the forefront is the Iron Buddha Slaughterhouse, which is like a torrent of steel, and after that, there is a machete brigade neatly passing through PS. In the end... there are countless horse archers, more than 50,000!
Under the feet of every cavalryman, the complex patterns of the immortal sky flickered, and tens of thousands of cavalrymen complemented each other like ghosts and fire stars. Among the endless cavalry, fifteen flags embroidered with the Tenglong flag fluttered in the wind. They were all fifteen emperors of the Yuan Dynasty except Temujin, and their strengths were all at the level of judges. Under the banner, there are two yin qi of the government level.
There was the Yuan Dynasty, the National Fortune 98, the Emperor 15, and the National Teacher 2. Now, they are gathered at Ma Shou Peak!
In front of them, is a thin layer of light curtain, which has been eliminated to the final stage. The yin symbol above is indefinitely on and off. And inside...
Nothing!
Horseshou Peak has three layers of defense.
The outermost layer is the crumbling light curtain, and the innermost layer is where the Martyrs' Shrine is located. And in the middle...
It's them.
Blast the whole place.
"For Tengri!!!"
kill!
I come, I see, I conquer!
Moving like thunder and anger, quiet like the river sea condensing light. The vortex of clouds charged frantically towards the center, and in front of them, there was only one person.
Swipe... A bone umbrella slowly propped up, Qin Ye looked at the cavalry that was getting closer, and could even see the sharp blades in their hands. Just as it approached the 50-meter range, the yin energy in the whole body burst out, forming a circle of dark shock waves that swept across the top of the mountain, and the cavalry in the front was swept upside down!
The prestige of the monarch.
"The messenger takes people, and the idlers retreat!!" Qin Ye glared angrily at the tens of thousands of cavalry in front of him: "A group of ghosts and ghosts, dare to show their power in front of the government?!"
Swipe Lala... Behind them, ghostly shadows flickered, there were Yin spirits with mouths as big as black holes, corpses like zombies, teenagers with seven orifices bleeding, and even... pitch-black babies.
"Quan Jinghao, Liu Changmin."
"Subordinates are here."
"This is not a royal official, but a traitor." He waved his hand: "Kill them all! Not a single one!"
"Yes!!"
The yet-to-be-formed Hundred Ghosts Night Walk turned into a boundless yin wind, roaring straight towards the cavalry group. At the same time, Qin Ye turned to look at the Hall of Martyrs.
Brother Zhao, did you hear that
There is only so much we can do, whether you can take that step or not is ultimately up to you.
In the Hall of Martyrs, a pair of tightly closed eyes finally slowly opened.
In the next second, the yin qi formed a terrifying jet-black beam of light that shot straight into the sky! The whole sky was pitch black! The next second, countless blood-red eyes opened, nailed to him, and then... two figures were seen.
"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here." He slowly picked up the scabbard on the ground: "Khan, how dare you fight?!"