"kill!!"

The vast plains were filled with shouts of killing, and corpses and severed limbs were everywhere, bleeding out, almost soaking the ground under their feet into a sticky bloody mire.

Looking from above, we can see thick and oppressive clouds covering the sky, and below are millions of soldiers who are strangulating madly on the plains. The scattered military flags are hunting in the strong wind, and among them the most The most eye-catching thing is the giant black scroll with the word 'Qin' written on one side.

The golden ancient seal characters contain indescribable majestic pressure. The scarlet ribbons on both sides of the flag are like two terrifying rivers of blood flowing around it, plating the majestic Qin character in the center of the flag. A faint layer of ferocious blood.

Just looking from a distance, a terrible sense of oppression, as if thousands of troops were charging towards them, instantly filled my heart, making people feel chilled to the bone.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!!"

Suddenly, a series of deep and powerful shouts resounded across the battlefield, followed by countless bowstring vibrations that sounded like tearing cloth, piercing the clouds and cracking stones.

Looking around, I saw densely packed sharp arrows shooting straight into the sky, and a black mass covered nearly half of the battlefield.

The next moment, the arrows were like a sudden rain, and the cold light was like stars.

It is difficult to describe the magnificence of that moment. As the arrow rain intersected with the earth, the originally boiling battlefield paused for a moment. In an instant, countless scarlet blood flowers bloomed simultaneously in every corner of this vast battlefield.

The sound of arrows piercing flesh, the sound of blood splattering, the sound of swords clashing, the sound of painful wails, the sound of corpses falling...

For a time, all kinds of noises and sounds were mixed and intertwined, and together they formed a grand drum music called death.

It's sad, yet majestic; passionate, but also chilling.

So when Xu Yue's mind finally reawakened from the chaos, the first thing that caught his eye was the bloody and cruel battlefield in front of him.

The strong and almost viscous smell of blood rushed into the nostrils, arrows were clanging overhead, and fighting continued around them. As far as the eye could see, soldiers wearing two different types of armor were fighting to the death in the most barbaric and primitive way. .

There was no dodge, no retreat, only the fierceness of one slash was stronger than the next, and the fanatical fighting spirit that had long disregarded life and death.

"So...this is the way to enhance the evil spirit provided by the paradise?"

Xu Yue's eyes moved slightly as he smashed an incoming arrow into pieces. In just a few seconds, at least two digits of soldiers around him died one after another.

Either his head was pierced by an arrow, or his head was cut off by a long knife, or his chest was stabbed straight through by a spear quietly thrust out from nowhere...

But no matter what the death situation was, Xu Yue more or less felt the extremely real and complex fear of these soldiers when they were dying.

In other words, this battlefield and all the soldiers who are fighting on the battlefield are by no means a simple illusion constructed by the paradise. They are more likely to be real real creatures.

Evil energy is different from blood energy. The latter has a certain basis in reality, so it can be accumulated in the ruins of a certain battlefield for a long time, while the former is a pure spiritual mixture. It is generally only produced by large-scale fighting and death. Naturally, it will dissipate quickly as the war subsides.

Therefore, the only way to increase the evil spirit is to step into the battlefield in person, and then passively absorb the extremely cold death aura around them in the endless fighting.

The larger the scale of the battlefield, the more brutal the fighting, and the more evil qualities it can create will naturally become more powerful and terrifying.

The long-lost purple spirit slowly overflowed in his eyes again. Xu Yue looked up and saw that in addition to the whistling arrow rain above the battlefield, there was also a large amount of black evil energy invisible to the naked eye that was rising and spreading continuously, and finally Gathered into the thick clouds covering the sky above the head, making it become more and more heavy and oppressive.

It seemed like it would collapse and collapse in the next second, completely burying everything.

His gaze paused for a moment at the sky above his head. Then Xu Yue turned his gaze and saw a large banner with the word Qin standing proudly on the west side of the battlefield. The evil energy billowing from it swept across the sky and turned into a huge black pillar that reached the sky and the earth. , when looking intently, there is a sword hanging from the waist inside the giant pillar, and a majestic figure wearing twelve crowns on his head is vaguely visible.

As for the east side of the battlefield, there is a large red scroll with the word "Zhao" written on it. Although the shape is similar, the amount of evil energy gathered on it is far less. Not only is the scale of the black giant pillar much inferior, but even the road inside it is much smaller. The figure also looked unreal, and the specific image could hardly be seen clearly.

So Xu Yue just glanced at it briefly, and then looked at the Qin-character scroll on the west side again.

"With this level of evil spirit, is this Qin?"

As he murmured, Xu Yue's face suddenly stiffened. The moment he saw the majestic figure clearly, the evil energy in his body began to surge uncontrollably, and even the Cicada Passion he had just mastered began to give frantic warnings.

As if to remind him that once he attracts the attention of the figure opposite, his end will definitely be extremely miserable.

On the other side, just as Xu Yue's aura surged, the vicious evil energy spreading outward quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

There is no mercy on the battlefield, and there is no innocence either. Except for those in the same camp, all other beings are enemies who must be slaughtered.

So when a sergeant of the Qin army not far away discovered Xu Yue's sudden appearance, he did not question or doubt, but the piercing murderous intent in his scarlet eyes became more and more intense.

"Kill!"

With a low shout, four almost identical air-breaking sounds resounded around Xu Yue simultaneously. Under the leadership of a sergeant, a total of four bronze spears pierced straight out from different directions, and the targets were all aimed at Xu Yue's vital points.

Whether it was the strict coordination or the fierce force, it perfectly reflected the strength and elite of the Qin army.

Under this kind of joint attack and siege, even if it was a piece of tough stone, they were sure to smash it directly with one blow, but the next moment, the familiar sound of flesh and blood tearing did not sound as expected, but instead, several harsh metal knocking sounds emerged strangely.

'Something's wrong! ’

The strong recoil from the eagle startled the Qin army sergeant, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly cleared up. After secretly shouting in his heart, he saw that the target in front of him had turned into a strange posture with silver light flowing all over his body, as if it was cast in copper or iron.

At this time, the three sharp eagles had hit the target's back and waist ribs steadily, not to mention piercing the body, even the black cloak on the target seemed to be unscathed.

As for the long halberd in his hand that was directly at the target's face, it was tightly held by a silver hand. Even though he had exhausted all his strength, he still could not move forward at all.

Seeing this, the Qin army sergeant's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he immediately let go of the weapon in his hand, and at the same time shouted angrily and quickly retreated to the rear.

"Retreat!"

As a veteran who had experienced many brutal battlefields and was promoted to the rank of sergeant, he knew very well how to survive on the battlefield. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. At least the guy in front of him was definitely not someone their team could contend with.

Sure enough, the next second after the Qin army sergeant let go, the silver hand on the opposite side just gently pinched, and the hard bronze spear head was broken into large pieces of metal debris like fragile glass, and then a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

In the eyes of the Qin army sergeant, more than a dozen metal debris suddenly turned into golden light, and several Qin soldiers around them didn't even have time to react, and they were all smashed to pieces by the extremely fast golden light.

In an instant, seven or eight scarlet fountains shot up into the sky, and headless bodies fell one after another, gushing blood, which made the already dark red earth more gorgeous.

"You..."

The retreating steps stopped. Even though he had been in battle for a long time, in the blink of an eye, a group of comrades had their heads smashed in front of him. Such a cruel scene still made the Qin army sergeant shudder.

However, before he finished speaking, a silver hand that was constantly enlarging had occupied all his vision first, so the next moment, the bones and flesh were crushed, the blood mist dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, another headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

"Hu~"

The heavy breathing swept the faint blood mist around and poured it directly into the nasal cavity, and at the same time, the pair of eyes stained with enchanting purple were once again coated with a layer of creepy scarlet blood light.

With wisps of sticky evil spirit lingering around him, Xu Yue glanced at the hideous corpse in the pool of blood in front of him, and a striking white light gradually appeared at the corner of his cracked lips.

"Yes, I like this way of increasing evil spirit. Ha, it's a long-lost taste..."

As he spoke, blood continued to flow out of his body, and soon he turned into a cold and fierce battle armor, with beast faces swallowing shoulders on both sides and ghost heads on the waist and abdomen. He looked dignified and even more ferocious than the Qin and Zhao soldiers on the battlefield around him.

At the same time, the golden and red flames in his right hand were surging, and in an instant, the blood stains between his fingers and palms were burned away. Then the silver liquid in the palm surged, gradually condensing into a two-meter-long halberd with a coiled dragon.

As the halberd took shape, a seemingly impatient dragon roar spread around Xu Yue. His cold eyes slowly swept across the dense or sparse flesh grinding wheels around him, and finally stopped at a battlefield area in the right front where the fighting was the most brutal, and the cold arc at the corner of his mouth became more and more wanton.

"Come, fight!"

The live, fanatical roar was covered by a more violent roar. With just one heavy step, the dark red land under Xu Yue's feet was torn apart by his exaggerated force of nearly 60 points, and under the push of the reaction force, his figure turned directly into a beam of elusive black light and disappeared in an instant.

"Boom!"

Not far away, another roar resounded in the center of the battle group, and the surging sound waves mixed with billowing smoke and dust rose and spread together, which immediately made the two armies, which were originally blood-thirsty, quiet for a short moment.

At the edge of the smoke, a panting Zhao general retreated slightly. The thick sword in his hand was almost bent due to continuous slashing and was bleeding, but he had no time to pay attention to the damage of his own weapon. Instead, he stared at the blood-colored smoke that was gradually dispersing in front of him with fear.

The blow that fell from the sky just now killed at least four or five soldiers under his command at the same time. Of course, there were also many casualties on the Qin side. This "equal treatment" killing attitude actually made him a little confused.

"Gongshu's stone cart? No... This kind of killing intent should be a person!"

The rising smoke dissipated quickly, and the tall figure holding a long halberd inside gradually revealed its shape, and at the same time, the mighty and fierce murderous aura emerged even faster.

As the sons of military strategists, the generals of the Zhao army were very familiar with evil spirits, but the sudden outbreak of the fierce aura in front of them still made their pupils tremble.

At least as far as he knew, there was absolutely no such person in the Zhao army, so... it could only be the enemy.

"It's the enemy, kill!" ×2

Two almost identical commands sounded simultaneously from both sides of the smoke and dust, but before his soldiers could react, a giant halberd wrapped in flames had already torn through the smoke and dust, and with great power, it pressed down on all the surrounding beings.

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