Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

"Sorry to trouble you..." Wang Chong apologized.

This battle cannot be lost...

I can’t afford to lose either…

The man sighed, and then his voice disappeared. Outside, a light blue aura appeared on Wang Chong's body, and his aura was also rising rapidly.

Yang Shihou narrowed his eyebrows and became a little interested, standing aside and watching quietly.

Absolute strength is capital.

Moreover, it has only been a few years since he woke up, and he has been increasing his strength. Naturally, he has never seen this scene before.

In just a few seconds, when Wang Chong opened his eyes again, his aura had changed greatly, and his realm had broken through from the early stage of the Holy Star to the middle stage of the Holy Star, where he had the capital to fight against him.

"Um?"

Not far away, Yang Shihou looked surprised, but before he could think about it, he heard the words of 'Wang Chong'.

"General Yang, I'm offended."

Before he could finish his words, Wang Chong came to Yang Shihou's side in a flash, and charged out with a powerful slash.

Yang Shihou was slightly startled and quickly stepped into the air. He spun around and hid in a high place. The air of the sword swiped his boot across his body, narrowly escaping another blow.

However, before he could react, Wang Chong saw the power of Qian Ren in his left hand. The wind blades gathered together at one point. With a move of his finger, Qian Ren exploded, instantly covering Yang Shihou's figure.

Swish swish——

Thousands of people are standing together, and the wind is blowing and the remaining clouds are gone.

The black energy dissipated slightly, but after all, Yang Shihou had experienced hundreds of battles, and Yang Shihou quickly reacted, and the black energy condensed into a dark armor surrounding him.

He clenched his fist with his left hand and held the knife in his right hand. He shouted loudly and his momentum suddenly exploded. Then the black light of the knife broke through thousands of wind blades and defeated all kinds of magic with one force.

The wind is desolate, the night is long, and a few red silks fall, silently and breathlessly, which only adds to the sadness.

Yang Shihou stretched out his hand and wiped the blood stains on his face. He stared at Wang Chong opposite him with cold eyes and said coldly, "Who are you?"

His appearance has not changed, but his aura and fighting style have undergone tremendous changes. Either he will be taken away from him, or he will be taken away from him. There is no second possibility.

"Nobody."

Wang Chong gave a low shout and rushed forward again. Seeing this, Yang Shihou stopped talking and unleashed all his strength to fight with the Tang Sword.

Clang, Clang, Clang…

The sound of metal hitting each other continued, as dense as raindrops, for a long time.

In the sky, the two people turned into afterimages, fighting at close range. The blue and black colors echoed each other, annihilated and reborn. It was difficult to tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

Below, in the evil spirit battle formation, the flag guard waved his hands, and a red flag several meters long emerged, exuding pure black energy.

The flag danced, and on it, a huge "Yan" character fluttered, majestic.

"kill!……"

But I saw the general's flag dancing wildly and waving it forward violently. In the battle formation, the sound of killing started again. Under the crowds of people, black energy moved in the sky, like the underworld.

"Combined formation!"

Among the three groups of the Zhenling Army, three figures with extraordinary strength issued orders almost at the same time.

Orders and prohibitions.

All the Spirit-Suppressing Army moved in unison, and through the Five Meridians and Six Meridians of Qi and Luck, they transformed into their own weapons and fired towards the sky.

Have you ever seen a meteor shower...

Swish swish swish——

Streams of light pierced the sky, blooming with brilliant brilliance. After drawing a beautiful arc, they suddenly blasted downwards.

The sky pierces the ears and the ground breaks before the eyes. If this is not a war, it will definitely be a beautiful scenery. However, there are not so many ifs in the world.

War is bound to be cruel. Every time there is an explosion, several lives are lost. And such scenes are still happening in other places...

It's hard to understand the scene where things are right and people are wrong.

North, frontline position.

Under the blood-red sky, the blue magic circle stands, bringing hope of life to the world. The spiritual power of the walls of the array gathers, turning the invisible into the visible, and the artillery fire is fired, killing all directions.

In the battlefield ahead, wails and roars are endless. Facing such a powerful weapon, ordinary evil spirits have no power to parry.

In the end, there is no way to escape the final destination of cannon fodder, waiting for death, facing death, feeling death...

Just when everything was going smoothly, I heard the roar of thunder and the sound of sonic boom outside the sky. Looking around, I suddenly saw a black stream of light, tearing apart the barrage all over the sky. It had the power to break through bamboos and struck as fast as lightning. The terrifying aura made people stand for a few seconds. You can feel it clearly.

In the magic circle, the guard Chen Bing's expression changed drastically. He raised his gun and wanted to kill him, but in just a moment, the stream of light rushed to the front of the formation.

There was a loud "boom" and the magic circle trembled. Dozens of figures couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then their eyes went black and they smashed down uncontrollably. Fortunately, there were people below to help, but it was also His soul was severely injured and he passed out directly.

Everything happened in an instant and was caught off guard.

Without any time to think about it, Chen Bing quickly checked the situation of the spiritual power formation. On the side, instructor Xu Wutao also hurried over.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you can only see a black arrow tightly embedded in the magic circle, and the cold black energy spreads rapidly along the arrow body.

Hiss——

The array patterns disappeared, the streamer dimmed, cracks appeared, and the array became increasingly unstable.

The next moment, the sound of breaking mirrors was heard, and the magic circle turned into spiritual light all over the sky and shattered here.

"The whole army is ready for war!"

Chen Bing shouted, raised his gun and flew into the air, shouting in the direction of the arrow, "Your Excellency, since you have taken action, why don't you show up to see me."

The spiritual power with the initial stage of the Holy Star spread across the entire battlefield until it floated into the void and stopped abruptly.

Chen Bing's face suddenly darkened, and he unconsciously held the spear a little tighter. Although he didn't see anyone coming, the opponent's strength must at least be above him.

"Roar!"

Without the threat of the magic circle, the monstrous roar came again from the spiritual tide below, rushing towards the Spirit-Suppressing Army crazily. The black energy swept across like a tide, and the countless black spots made people's scalp numb.

"Consolidate the formation and attack!"

Chen Bing ordered, and he stood in the void with Xu Wutao, watching out for that person to take action.

A few miles behind the Zhenling Army, two pairs of eyes were staring at the battle ahead in shock.

"Fuck..."

"Captain, this is too much."

The short-haired girl looked shocked and couldn't help but speak. Beside him, Wu Zhenteng didn't speak, but his slightly trembling fists revealed his thoughts.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, the short-haired girl patted his shoulder and joked, "Don't look at it. With your small body, I'm afraid you'll be gone in less than three seconds."

"I…"

Wu Zhenteng's old face turned red and he was about to refute, but when he saw the terrifying spiritual tide, he wisely closed his mouth. With his peak potential level, just a few evil spirits would be enough for him to drink. Yes.

Behind the two of them, a small golden magic circle emerged, with winding light and dense Dao patterns, forming a hidden space of its own, which was extremely mysterious.

In the magic circle, Shen Moxuan's body floated in the air, his eyebrows were tightly closed, his hands were pointing at the formation formula, and countless golden Tao pattern chains were wrapped around his body, deducing the secrets of heaven.

"Nine rounds of Yin escape, nine rounds of Yang escape, the Eighteen Heavenly Gates have been opened, and the Qimen can be completed..."