The million-strong bronze army roared, as majestic as a mountain, and the iron-blooded army made people shake.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to see such an army crisscrossing the world, invincible.

One by one, strong enemies were trampled by this iron army until they turned into dust and mud.

Yang Chaoyang looked at the iron-blooded army below, his eyes were extremely fanatical, such an army, such a will, such a killing spirit.

If he could have an army with such a will, why would the land of chaos be uneven?

Armament has never been the biggest problem of the warlords in China, and the biggest problem is that they do not have an army bathed in iron and blood and have an incomparably firm will.

Chinese dynasties, every dynasty, can have an army bathed in iron and blood like this, and the will is like iron and stone, it is almost invincible.

"No wonder... No wonder...... No wonder the warlock two thousand years ago was slaughtered by Qin Shi Huang..."

At that time, it was the most brilliant and brilliant time in thousands of years of the Chinese land, which refers not only to the splendid collision of cultures, but also to the prosperous era of cultivation.

At that time, those who practiced Taoism were called warlocks.

For example, today, those who can have their strength may not exceed five fingers.

The four elders of Maoshan, he and Shi Jian are one level, and Tai Chang is one level lower than He Shizu.

And in the era of hundreds of schools, the strongest of each school of all schools at least has their strength, and those big schools, I am afraid that the number of strong people in a genre exceeds the number of strong people under today.

Qin Shi Huang slaughtered them, they can completely resist, even if they are not Qin Shi Huang's opponents, but not everyone in Daqin has the strength of Qin Shi Huang, with the ability of those warlocks, if Qin Shi Huang can't confront him head-on, fight guerrilla warfare, he can completely make Daqin all over the wolf smoke.

Even in the current era of mainstream guns, he asked himself, if he wanted to make trouble, every warlord in the Chinese land would be disturbed by him, but he could go away safely, and no one could catch him.

And two thousand years ago, when there were no guns, what resistance warlock did those soldiers take?

Now Yimei knows the answer, this million-strong army contains a hundred deaths in bloody battles, and the glory is like the great sun of the army soul.

What kind of Taoism meets such an iron-blooded and masculine military soul is like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Even if there is a Dao technique that can break through the invisible defense of the Iron and Blood Yang Army's soul, the Dao technique that falls on them may not be able to save one in ten.

For example, today, no large army has such a masculine iron-blooded army, almost all armies, are soldiers who pick up guns, and lay down soldiers are the people, such an army, what to smelt out the military strength.

An elite army has a certain discipline and training, but it is still 108,000 miles away from smelting a masculine iron-blooded army.

"It is recorded in the Maoshan texts that the warning disciples encountered an army with qi and blood that was like wolf smoke, and avoided it for thousands of miles, I have been cultivating for decades, I have never seen such an army, and now I finally encounter it, I am afraid that the ancestors of Maoshan suffered losses back then..."

"Wind! Wind! Gale! "

The army of a million bronzes seemed to be one, kneeling and roaring. The hunting, the long neighing of war horses, the sonorous chariots, and the roar of the mountain roaring like a tsunami lifted almost the entire Lishan Mountain, leaving everyone almost nothing.

"I, I, I, I... I'd rather be ten times the army of the Scorpion King... Also unwilling to face such an army ... Evelyn, what to do... What to do..."

O'Connor shivered, "Evelyn, we're not going to die here..."

At this moment, he extremely regretted that he had promised the king to come to the Dragon Emperor's tomb to find a deal for the elixir of immortality.

This greed is very likely to account for his life here.

If you can raise your hand, you can't wait to give yourself two slaps.

They have all made up their minds to retire, and what troubled waters.

"Partridge whistle, it's hurting you."

Chen Yulou let out a long sigh, unprecedented despair: "If it weren't for my persuasion, you wouldn't have come to this Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum." "

The partridge whistle thoughtfully, shook his head slightly, and his eyes were calm: "If it weren't for my own heart, you wouldn't be able to persuade me, not to mention, we may not die, Qin Shi Huang is not as brutal as the legend, if you want to kill us, kill early, there should be a turnaround." "

"Where are the generals of Xuan."

The voice of the victorious government sounded.

"The end is coming!"

"The end is coming!"

"The end is coming!"

"The end is coming!"

With a few roars, four bronze figures rose up into the sky and instantly fell on the Heavenly Palace, these four "people" are bronze bodies, but there is no difference between the actions and people, the joints of the limbs are soft, and even the eyelids can blink.

Except that man is flesh and blood.

They are bronze bodies.

It seems that there is no other difference between the two.

There are countless creatures of all kinds in the heavens and realms, even the Da Luo saints can't figure it out, in a sense, this million bronze army is another humanoid creature.

"Barbarian!"

A bronze general walked past Evelyn and O'Connor, and when he saw the two, he paused, his senseless eyes were full of cruelty and coldness, and Evelyn felt that her whole body was stinging as if she had been cut by a knife.

"Last General Wang Bian!"

"The end will be blessed!"

"Last General Pang Lieyang!"

"Last General Chu Madman!"

"Meet Your Majesty!"

The four bronze generals thundered to their knees.

Behind Huan Zheng, Qunchen involuntarily looked at Wang Ban and Meng Tian, only to see that the two were also confused, looking at Wang Ban and Meng Tian who were kneeling on the ground in amazement.

Although he had already been vaccinated by Ying Zheng and told the existence of another Great Qin in this world that there might be people with the same name and surname as them, when he really saw it, he was still stunned.

It's not that the two are weak-hearted, but that this matter is too shocking.

After all, it's another one's own.

Although it is recorded in the history books of the comprehensive martial arts world that there is another existence of its own, after all, it disappeared in the long river of history, and these two people, although they became bronze people, are still alive.

Meng Xiao muttered: "It's okay, without me, lucky, lucky." "

Wang Yi smiled: "When the Great Qin of this world perished, you in this world died only to bones, where would there be you?" "

Meng Xiao glanced at him: "You are not much better than me, this world has just been unified, you are also dead, compared to me only bones, you probably still have a few taels of meat on your bones." "

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