A black line appeared on the horizon, and the surging evil energy rushed towards the face. The terrifying evil energy far exceeded the Nanshan Army, and the whole world turned into blood. At a glance, the horizon was full of soldiers with black crows, and blood was pouring from the sky like a tide. Immediately afterwards, two tyrannical momentums rose from the opposite army, and Yuchi Baolin and his rear army commander stood proudly in the void. Feeling the momentum from the opposite side, Nanshan Daodaotai's expression suddenly changed. Two high-level warriors, one of whom is so imposing that he doesn't look like a third-level monk at all!
Second-grade monk! A second-grade monk and a third-grade monk!
Where do so many masters come from? Looking at the army again, every one of them is boiling with evil energy. At first glance, they look like warriors who have fought in hundreds of battles!
And they actually use Tongxuan realm as their soldiers. There are five armies of this kind in the world, and three of them are in the Dawu Dynasty. Another one popped up from somewhere?
The strength of the visitor far exceeded expectations, and the Nanshan Daodao platform was suddenly in chaos. A streak of light passed through the void, and the Xuanjian Si Nanshan Dao Guard came through the air and landed next to the Nanshan Dao Taoist platform. The momentum around him rose and he looked solemnly into the distance. "The person who came is mysterious and powerful. I have used the Heavenly Sword Talisman to report to the Xuanjian Division headquarters and request the division chief to send manpower for assistance."
"The only solution now is to fight to the death and defend Nanshan City before reinforcements arrive!" "No matter who comes, I am willing to defend the dignity of our Dawu Dynasty with my life!" "Even if reinforcements don't arrive, I will still tear off a piece of flesh from them!" The guard of the Xuanjian Division said resolutely, with a determination that he was ready to die! Nanshan Daodaotai's eyes flashed and he said: "Okay!" The distance between the two armies was getting closer and closer. When the two armies were about 10,000 meters apart, Yuchi Baolin hit the spear with a wave of his hand and shouted: "Formation!" "kill!" The 20,000 troops shouted in unison, and the already rich evil spirit in the void rose instantly. Endless blood light gathered in the sky and turned into an endless blood cloud, suspended above the heads of the army. Blood clouds rolled above the heads of the army, and a blood-armored general emerged from it. The general's aura was powerful, revealing the power of the peak of the third grade. Yuchi Baolin came this time and brought only 20,000 troops from the rear army. The remaining troops from the front, left and right armies were hung behind the main army. The remaining soldiers and horses of the three armies are all cavalry, and they are also cavalry summoned from the general platform. The horses that sit down are monsters, and their speed is astonishing. Yuchi Baolin left them behind for later use. If anything happened to the army in front, the three armies behind would give the Dawu Dynasty a surprise. Of course, this was just Yuchi Baolin's idea, but looking at the situation on Nanshan Road in front of him, there was no need for the three cavalry units behind him. "Vanguard, the last general invites you to fight!" Behind Yuchi Baolin, the rear army commander cupped his fists and saluted, and spoke respectfully. "Go!" Yuchi Baolin waved his hand. The enemy in front of him had no desire to attack Yuchi Baolin, who was already at the peak of the second level and had reached the first level of combat power. He only needed to hold down the formation. "Yes!"
The rear military leader cupped his fists and saluted. A rich blood light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately stepped into the air. As he advanced, the blood-armored general in the void turned into a stream of light and sank directly into the body of the rear army commander. boom!
Invisible roars sounded, and the aura of the rear army leader was rising steadily. His cultivation level, which was originally in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm in the blink of an eye, and there was no sign of stopping. The aura of the rear army leader continued to soar, and it didn't take long before he crossed the threshold of the second rank! "Second grade!?" Desperation flashed in the eyes of Nanshan Daodaotai and Xuanjian Division guards. "My life is over!" An idea appeared in both of their minds at the same time. My family knows their own affairs, and with the situation of the two of them and Nanshan Dao, there is absolutely no chance of winning against the second grade. In Nanshan Road, there are only two of them who are the third-grade masters who belong to the court. As for the Nanshan Army, even if they have gathered military souls, they only have the strength to enter the third level for the first time. It can elevate the Nanshan Army Commander at the pinnacle of the Hunyuan Realm to the third level and rival the third level monks. But it is absolutely impossible for a third-grade monk to have the power to match that of a second-grade monk. While thinking, the Great Xia Lord came through the air, swung the spear in his hand, and the bloody spear light swept across the void and swept towards the two people in the void. The gun light penetrated the sky and the earth, easily wrapping the two of them in it. Blood light fell from the sky, and the two of them felt as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave!
So strong! The two immediately gritted their teeth and took action. A sharp sword light shot into the sky, endless literary energy exploded, and a large seal was smashed down. At the same time, the army below gathered momentum, and a spear gleam directly pierced the rear army leader himself, intending to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao. The rear army leader smacked his palm and shattered the gun light in front of him. The bloody spear light that swept across the sky and earth in the void shattered the sword energy, shattered the seal, and hit the two of them hard. The two of them were hit hard on the ground as if they were hit by a big mountain. The whole earth trembled, revealing two large human-shaped pits. Killing two people with one shot, the leader of the rear army swung his spear and swept away thousands of troops with one move!
A half-moon-shaped blood-colored gun light swept out, and the people in front of the Nanshan Army formation instantly fell on their backs. The leader of the Nanshan Army in the Tianren Realm was thrown hundreds of meters away with one move, and hit the city wall heavily. Nearly a thousand soldiers in the Nanshan Army were affected by the gun light at the same time and exploded into blood mist in the void!
With one move, the entire Nanshan Army was in chaos. The military souls gathered in the void were also trembling violently, and the condensed blood light also dimmed a lot. Obviously, the attack just now caused a lot of damage to the army. Yuchi Baolin stood above the army and looked at the battlefield in front of him. With a smile on his lips, Nanshan said, he was finally settled. It is much easier than imagined. It seems that the Small Thousand World is the Small Thousand World, and after all it cannot compare to the Middle Thousand World. The spiritual energy in this world is not inferior to that of Qixuanzhou, and is even half as much as that of the previous Qixuanzhou.
But in the battle just now, Yuchi Baolin discovered that compared with the situation in the Kyushu world transmitted from the general station in his mind, the monks in front of him, whether they were high-grade monks or army souls, were not as effective as those in the Kyushu world. The martial arts of the two third-level monks were much inferior to those of the people in the Kyushu world, and their military spirits were much rougher, less refined than those in the Kyushu world. Even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is more abundant, the inheritance of magic arts is indeed far inferior. In the world of Kyushu, the inheritance of Dayu comes from the Zhongzhou Shanhe Emperor Dynasty, the inheritance of the Ancient Barbarian Dynasty comes from the Seven Tribes of the Barbarians, the inheritance of the Dao Sect comes from Master Qi Xuan, and the inheritance of many other great powers is not simple, and often It can be traced back to ancient times. If you look carefully, you can see the shadow of some ancient inheritance in their martial arts and techniques.
At this point, the combat effectiveness of the monks in the Jiuzhou world exceeds that of the people in this world. In a unified realm, people from the Jiuzhou world will definitely be three points stronger than people from this world. This is a fundamental gap in inheritance. No matter how rich the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is, it can only increase the number of monks in the corresponding realm, but cannot increase the heritage. After all, the inheritance left by the Qiankun Realm, Dharma Realm, and even the True Immortal cannot be compared to the inheritance left by the Nine Heavens monks. The rear army leader stepped forward, flicked the spear in his hand, and three spear rays were like meteors chasing the moon, falling on the three third-level combatants like lightning. Completely annihilating Nanshan Road’s high-quality combat power!
"The army rushes to kill!" Dispersing the military spirit, the rear army commander waved his hand and said. "kill!" The 20,000 Zuowei army roared and rushed towards the Nanshan Army in front of them like a tide. On the other hand, the Nanshan Army's morale was low because its main general died in battle and all its top figures were killed. Before the army could reach the front, a large number of 30,000 Nanshan troops had already fled... The shouts of killing slowly died out, 20,000 of the 30,000 Nanshan soldiers died in battle, 10,000 fled, and Nanshan City fell into the hands of Daxia. Yuchi Baolin immediately waved his hand and ordered the rear army to take advantage of the chaos and send troops to the remaining three counties of Nanshan Road to bring the entire Nanshan Road under his rule. The 20,000-strong army set out on the journey again without waiting to rest. -
The capital of the Dawu Dynasty - King Wu City! King Wu City was named after King Wu, the founder of the Dawu Dynasty. It has been passed down to this day and is one of the largest cities in the world. The inner city of King Wu!
Near the palace, there is a huge government office. The government office occupies a large area and occupies several streets. There are endless pavilions and pavilions, and people are walking among them. At the door of the Yamen, a large golden plaque was hung on the door, with the three characters "Xuanjian Division" written on it!
There is also a line of small words below, "King Wu ordered the establishment of the Xuanjian Si Yamen. The king ordered the establishment of the Xuanjian Si Yamen, and the king ordered it to be established. Inside the Xuanjian Division, a powerful old man looked at the sword talisman in his hand, doubts flashing in his eyes. "Nanshan Road, the army?" The old man waved his hand and turned into a sword light and flew away through the air! The sword light was sharp and flashed in the void like lightning. In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers passed by. An hour later, the old man appeared above Nanshan Road. As soon as they entered Nanshan Road, they saw a hundred strange soldiers slaughtering Dawu Dynasty soldiers in a county town. The murderous aura in the old man's eyes surged, and his fierce sword intent surged, tearing apart thousands of miles of clouds in the sky.
In the county town below, a group of Daxia soldiers were attacking the county government office. In front of hundreds of Tongxuan realm warriors, the county government with only a thousand Houtian soldiers was as fragile as an egg. The battle started only a quarter of an hour later, and only the county government was left with some resistance in the entire county. It won't be long before the county seat falls into Daxia's hands. Suddenly, the leading flag officer felt a chill all over his body. The flag officer looked up and saw sharp sword energy falling from the sky like lightning. "Formation!" As soon as the words were spoken, the sword energy in the sky fell, and hundreds of blood flowers bloomed. In an instant, all the soldiers of the banner were killed, leaving only one Yuangang realm banner officer. Immediately afterwards, an old man came through the air. His vast majesty was like the power of heaven and earth. He fell with a mighty force and instantly suppressed the flag officer. The surrounding void turned into iron plates, and the flag officer could not move even an inch. "Which army do you come from, how many people are there, and why did you invade my army?" The old man stood in front of the flag officer and asked with a cold expression. However, before he finished speaking, blood flowed from the corner of the flag officer's mouth, and his internal organs had been shattered by the flag officer himself. The old man's eyes narrowed. So decisive!
The old man waved his sleeves and robe, and his whole body turned into a sword light and shot out of the air, heading towards Nanshan City. Nanshan City!
Yuchi Baolin led the 5,000-strong cavalry battalion to take command again, and the remaining three battalions of troops attacked the remaining three counties. Suddenly, Yuchi Baolin, who was sitting in Nanshan City, suddenly opened his eyes. "finally come!" There was a flash of blood, and Yuchi Baolin's figure had disappeared into Nanshan City, heading east like a streak of bloody lightning. The direction was exactly the direction of the county government where the old man killed Daxia soldiers before. If high-grade monks are the top experts in the Nine Heavens, then first-grade monks are undoubtedly the strongest among high-grade monks!
First-grade monks are far stronger than second-grade monks, and can be regarded as a new great realm. There were countless second-grade monks in the Qixuan Province before, but there was only one first-grade monk, Dayu Fuzi. This shows how powerful the first-grade monks are. There is also a first-class cultivator in the world of Jiuzhou, a middle-thousand world, who can also be classified as a first-class force, which better illustrates that there is a watershed before and after first-class. When a first-grade strong man takes action, he will activate a massive amount of power from heaven and earth, and his power is far beyond what second-grade and third-grade monks can match. When a first-level strongman takes action, the movement caused can be easily detected by the surrounding monks of the same level. Just when the head of the Xuanjian Department took action, Yuchi Baolin detected him. After advancing less than a hundred miles, we encountered another county town. However, compared to the previous one, this county town was filled with blood and blood. The flag with the word "武" on the city wall was thrown away. Twenty-six soldiers were stationed in the city. Anger rose in the old man's heart, and the murderous aura in his eyes became more fierce. He waved his hand and counted the sword light falling, slashing at everyone in the city.
Suddenly, twenty-six blood-colored feather arrows came through the air, arriving last, hitting the sword energy accurately, smashing the sword energy into pieces. After the sword energy was shattered, the violent buzzing sound of the bowstring came. It was obvious that the previous arrow had exceeded the speed of sound!
Yuchi Baolin came in the void holding a big bow. "Your Majesty is a noble man, why bother arguing with these soldiers? Let me accompany you to fight a few moves." As Yuchi Baolin's words fell, the tyrannical aura around him suddenly erupted. In an instant, endless blood light swept out, and the void where Yuchi Baolin was instantly turned into blood. Endless evil energy exploded suddenly, and a shadow of the battlefield condensed behind Yuchi Baolin, with a warrior's determination to fight without regrets in every battle. A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. The whole body shone brightly, and the fierce sword intent swept out. A white giant sword was suspended behind the old man, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, blocking Yuchi Baolin's momentum. "Who are you?" "When did the world have such a first-grade monk?" The old man asked with a frown. As one of the three first-grade masters in the Dawu Dynasty and one of the nine top masters in the world, the old man knew all about the first-grade monks in the world. I didn't expect to meet a first-grade monk today that I have never seen before. If so, that's it. After all, although first-grade monks are rare, there are many talented people in the world, and there will always be someone who breaks through. But the problem is that the person in front of him is not any familiar second-grade monk. It's like it came out of nowhere. (End of chapter)