Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

The wind is howling, and there is no human habitation. There is no one in the tomb city for thousands of meters. The loess is replaced by new clothes, and the desolation becomes purgatory.

With just one blow, tens of thousands of evil spirits turned into black smoke and completely dissipated into the world, dying beyond hope. The rich black energy after their death also followed the retreat of the abyss and submerged into Xu Ying's body.

The black energy surges in the body, travels through the five meridians and six meridians, and finally turns into pure power, which is stored in every part of the body.

A few seconds later, a rare smile appeared on the giant's face, and the aura on his body became more terrifying, making people shudder.

After everything was done, the giant phantom turned back and looked in the direction of the base. His gaze was deep and long, making it difficult to see his true purpose.

Inside the base, Zhao Wenlong and his two men, who were "happily" drinking tea, suddenly paused and turned their heads to the south of the base in disbelief.

Hundreds of miles away, looking at each other in the void, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and no one dared to act rashly.

However, after a few seconds, Dazhu Kingdom withdrew its gaze and looked towards the south of the tomb city, deeper into the Ming Ruins, and released a trace of aura, which then turned into black smoke and dissipated.

In the base, it seemed that they noticed the aura disappearing, and Zhao Wenlong and the two also lowered their guard.

"Ha ha…"

Feng Chengyun laughed dryly, shook his head helplessly, and looked at Zhao Wenlong with amusement.

"Old Zhao, this pot of tea is a bit hot for your mouth." Feng Chengyun picked up the tea cup and blew it gently.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

"Ahem..."

Zhao Wenlong knew he was in the wrong, so he coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and smiled coquettishly, "This is a limited edition tea. There is no shop like this in this village."

Seeing that the other party was still playing tricks, Feng Chengyun frowned slightly and stopped trying, "Let's talk about it..."

Open the skylight and speak frankly.

"Ahem..."

Zhao Wenlong sighed, stood up, picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Feng Chengyun, then lit a cigarette by himself, and then told the story.

In the dark red room, a person was talking alone.

The white silk mist curled up in my hand, half of it was drawn by the wind, and half was drawn by him, it was such an emo.

"The Dazhu Kingdom of the Western Wei Dynasty..."

Feng Chengyun stood in front of the window and said in a deep voice, "The aura just now must be at least as powerful as the Huiyue Realm..."

Zhao Wenlong was speechless.

Feng Chengyun took a sip of tea and slowly said, "We are all old foxes for thousands of years, how can we be stupid..."

"It's just harmful, that's all."

"This cup of tea of ​​yours is so expensive..."

…

Meanwhile, base east.

Bang bang bang…

Fires shot into the sky, explosions were heard, and the battlefield was ferocious and thrilling.

Within the magic circle, the Spirit-Suppressing Army stationed there were all excited and excited. If it had been before, they would have consumed at least 20% of their spiritual energy by these evil spirits.

But now...the poles have reversed.

With the truth in hand, who dares to disobey!

Outside the Chinese military camp, Lu Shi felt excited when she felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around her that was not diminishing in concentration. But at this moment, her expression suddenly changed.

I saw hundreds of powerful figures joining the battle at some point in the battlefield under heavy artillery fire, turning into afterimages and rushing towards the magic circle quickly.

Five or five formed a group, gathered together, and then the black energy poured into one of them, condensing several powerful black lights towards the magic circle.

Black light swept across the sky, hitting the wall of the magic circle with precision like a missile.

duàng, duàng……

The black air dispersed, and several loud noises were heard.

On the magic circle, streams of light appeared, runes fluttered, and the moment the black light erupted, the terrifying energy was absorbed by the array and spread to all sides.

The law of smoke does no harm.

Bang bang bang…

The roaring sound of impact kept coming. Although the damage was not great, it couldn't bear the large number of people on the other side. What's more, if there were too many ants, they could kill an elephant.

Those attacks continued to impact the souls, and soon, in the void, the dozens of Spirit-Suppressing Army began to show difficulty, their bodies became more and more strenuous, and even the condensed formation marks became a little dim.

Seeing this, Wang Chong immediately ordered, "Change the attack target and aim at their elite troops!"

For now, as long as the enemy remains strong, the only ones who can threaten the spiritual power formation are the elite troops, and as for those cannon fodder, they are just ants.

Following Wang Chong's order, the indiscriminate bombing on the array also turned into precision strikes.

Dozens of light beams exploded, like thunder that penetrated the long night. The blue light cut through the red light and blasted straight towards the shit-stirring stick wandering around the battle.

Boom boom boom…

The ground trembled, rocks collapsed, and black smoke dispersed.

The power of the attack, which gathered most of the energy of the magic circle, was naturally conceivable. After a few seconds, the dozens of shit-stirring sticks were all disintegrated, and they died without even the scum left.

Without the interference of those evil spirits, the battlefield once again fell into one-sided massacre, with screams and wails filling every corner.

Looking at the one-sided advantage outside, Wang Chong couldn't feel happy at all, and there was an uneasiness lingering in his heart that became stronger and stronger.

"not good!"

Suddenly, Lu Shi shouted loudly beside him.

Before Wang Chong could ask, a roar that shook the world resounded through the sky and entered his mind.

Wang Chong's heart trembled greatly and he looked up.

In the dark red void, a giant eagle transformed by black energy appeared, tens of meters tall, just like the legendary Kunpeng.

With scarlet blood eyes and a dark abyss body, the terrifying aura shrouded sharply downwards, like a ferocious beast from the ancient times, making people dare not confront it at all.

An unspeakable sense of oppression.

"hiss!"

The eagle strikes the sky and strikes directly into the soul.

In the magic circle, many of the Spirit-Suppressing Army stood there in a daze, forgetting how to deal with it for a moment.

At this time, Wang Chong slammed his feet on the ground, flew high into the sky, mobilized his spiritual power, condensed the formation seal, and roared loudly, "Condensation Formation Technique!"

"Knock the fuck out of here!"

Unexpectedly, the enemy actually used elite troops as cannon fodder. This time it was really a mistake.

A loud roar also brought many of the Spirit-Suppressing Army back to reality, and then, more than a dozen figures flew into the air, condensing formation techniques to strengthen the formation.

Others who were unfamiliar with the formation also mobilized their spiritual power one by one to prepare for the next crisis, all within a few seconds.

Uh-huh!

The afterimage swept over, and the strong wind whipped up thousands of blades.

In an instant, only a neighing sound was heard, and the ancient giant beast appeared dozens of meters away from the magic circle. Everyone held their breath and stared at it.

The next moment, the giant beast rushed towards the magic circle, and the powerful impact followed closely.

boom!

The sound of thunder sounded, and the sound shook the sky.

On the huge magic circle, countless runes instantly shattered and turned into auras that disappeared into the dust and smoke. Wherever the two came into contact, a mighty spiritual wave rolled up, creating an impact like a planet hitting the earth.

The spiritual light overflowed and the black energy filled the air. The two were incompatible with each other, and they were constantly eroding and annihilating, triggering one after another explosion aftermath.

Plop…plop…

Several Ningzhen figures who were closer to the impact had their mouths bleeding, their souls collapsed, and they were unconscious. The others also had their souls severely injured and their breaths were weak.

"Hold it!"

Wang Chong groaned and yelled.

Below, Lu Shi's figure kept flashing, with an anxious look on his face, and he waved out countless spiritual lights exuding pure vitality to heal the unconscious Suppressing Spirit Army.

Click...click...

The sound of breaking mirrors sounded, and dense cracks appeared on the blue formation wall, as if the formation was about to be broken.

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, roars came one after another, and the dozens of figures in the sky simultaneously burst out with all their spiritual power, pouring all their energy into the broken formations of the magic circle.

kōng——

The ethereal sound echoed, and in an instant, blue light gushed out from the crumbling array, and endless blue light emerged, turning into fire and clinging to the giant eagle's body.

"hiss--"

The giant eagle screamed sadly, and its body became more and more illusory. In the end, it turned directly into dots of black energy, which were burned away by the surging spiritual fire, leaving no trace behind...

With unyielding will and undying high spirits, even a single spark can start a prairie fire...