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Seeing that a bloody massacre was about to erupt, the land suddenly trembled violently, as if an ancient chariot roared, resounding through the world.

Thick clouds covered the sky and covered the entire sky. The land was silent, like a dead land, oppressive and breathless.

Eight thousand cavalry galloped wildly in the sky, almost smashing the sky into pieces. No one spoke, and murderous intent and fighting intent were the most arrogant roars.

Everyone is suppressing their own strength, and the invisible killing intent is surging, gathering into a wave.

Every cavalryman is a yin soldier above the secret realm of Xiantai, and is condensed into an immortal body by the power of life and death. The body is terrifyingly strong, and the bronze-colored body is extremely strong, with protruding muscles, as if coiled with horned dragons.

After the eight thousand Yin soldiers formed a battle formation, their divine power gathered together, and the power was unimaginable.

This is Zhou Tong's real trump card. There is a book of life and death. The eight thousand samsara marks manifest eight thousand Yin soldiers. One man forms an army, fearless of life and death, and it is more powerful and terrifying than all the armies in the world.

Zhou Tong's insolent laughter resounded through the sky, "Masters, the Ziwei gods are in charge of the Guizhou Donkey Skill Group!"

"Today's battle is the time of life and death."

"If this battle is won, the Northwest Marshal's Mansion will be famous all over the world, sweeping across millions of miles, destroying the Ziwei Dynasty, and accomplishing great things."

"If this battle is lost, everyone in the Northwest Marshal's Mansion will have no bones left, and their souls will be scattered."

"We have no way out. If we don't win, we will lose. If we don't advance, we will die."

Zhou Tong held the three-pointed and two-edged spear upside down in one hand, and the purple air surged thirty thousand miles behind him.

"Today's battle, I will be the vanguard, and I will live and die with you all."

"If you win, you will share the wealth, if you lose, you will blood stain the Dragon River!"

On the horizon in the distance, the army of the Northwest Marshal's Mansion came out in full force. Millions of troops came across the border from the gate of the domain, roaring, each of them re-armed, bloody, and wanted to fight to the death.

They have no way out, and only by destroying the army of the Ziwei God Dynasty can there be a chance of a comeback, otherwise, none of you in the Northwest Marshal's Mansion will survive.

The Undead Taoist led eight thousand Yin soldiers and iron cavalry, and began to launch a surprise attack.

There is a palace lantern with eight scenes floating above his head, and a three-pointed two-edged knife is held in his right hand. This magical weapon is cast from a natural sacred stone, and contains the Dao of Yin and Yang inside.

The black battle robe on Zhou Tong's body fluttered, the three-pointed and two-edged knife trembled in his hand, and the light in his eyes was extremely captivating.

Whether or not he can bring eight thousand iron cavalry to raid the central divine court, destroy the Immortal Holy Land, achieve unrivaled feats, and achieve a monstrous reputation will be revealed in this earth-shattering battle at this moment!

"Boom!

"

Eight hundred miles of purple flames poured down from the sky like a sea tide, and the blazing flames pierced the dark sky.

At this moment, Taoist Immortal led eight thousand cavalry and began to charge towards the Nulong River!

Eight thousand iron cavalry charged and began to charge at an extreme speed. This battle kicked off completely!

The violent wild beast trampled on the sky, covering a large area in black, like a black torrent, whistling past, crushing the sky, making the sky tremble.

This torrent of steel fell on the sky of Canglong City like a waterfall, as if a black ancient mountain descended.

The violent force that had been conceived and suppressed for a long time broke out completely with an incomparably terrifying roar.

"kill!"

Suddenly there was a roar in the night sky that shook the world, as if the thunder of the Nine Heavens had exploded the world, everyone in the entire Canglong City was instantly deaf, and a terrifying air was suppressed, making everyone forget to breathe for an instant.

The war broke out in an instant!

"boom!"

A large red flag spreads down, the majesty is overwhelming, the flag covers the sky and covers the sky, and the sun, moon and stars are contained inside, like a real cosmic sky.

This is a weapon of the great sage. The material used is rare in ancient times, which makes the sages envious. It is made of Xinghe god sand.

The red holy flag fluttered, and strands of divine light overflowed, weighing as much as billions of dollars, and the entire sky seemed to collapse.

At the same time, above the void, thousands of stars fell down from the palace, boundless like a waterfall, majestic like a tidal wave, almost completely submerging the Nulong River.

Emperor Ziwei sits in the fairy tower, with boundless golden light blooming all over her body, like a sacred furnace of heaven and earth, and like a blazing sun, eternal and immortal, with divine flames surging to the sky, and rushing towards the enemy with invincible fighting spirit.

Zhou Tong's eyes were full of immortal light, exuding a fierce aura, confronting Emperor Ziwei in the sky, the void shook violently, and the sky and the earth trembled.

They just confronted each other, but it triggered a vision of heaven and earth, which was frightening.

The Nulongjiang magic circle was suppressed by the immortal palace in the sky, and it was almost difficult to mobilize the evil energy of the Nulongjiang River. At this moment, the original dangerous place was completely hacked open and became a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Kill..."

Shouting to kill and shaking the sky, the army of Ziwei God Dynasty swept forward like a torrent of steel, killing all directions and destroying the dead.

"Advance without retreat, if you win, you will die. Kill! Kill! Kill! Stop them!"

Above the Nulong River, Zhou Tong took eight thousand Yin soldiers and an army of one million to the sky to stop the invaders, and all kinds of magic weapons flew.

Countless people are fighting, fighting on this vast river, bloody and cruel, full of madness and ferocity.

"Kill..."

Shouting to kill and shaking the sky, the army of the Ziwei God Dynasty is everywhere in all directions. This is a great battle.

The red flag danced horizontally for nine days, the galaxy collapsed when the flag was unfurled, and the flagpole was inserted to penetrate the sky, sweeping across, and the stars fell. This is a terrifying scene like a catastrophe.

The northwest army fell in pieces like harvesting crops, and fell into the Nulong River. The water of the river was almost dyed scarlet, covered in blood mist, and smelled fishy.

Zhou Tong was in it, he didn't retreat, and he couldn't retreat, he went forward bravely, and he went to the front alone, his blood was boiling, and he was invincible to those who stood in his way.

"puff!"

Blood spattered, and the head of the sword was slashed!

In the sea of ​​flames, the golden-winged roc bird, which was manifested by the undead Taoist's secret technique, burst out of the sea of ​​flames, like a golden rainbow piercing through the sky.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand glowed with cold light, and there was a trace of cold mist filling the blade, and there was an electric light burst in the cold mist.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Immortal Daoist rushed past on the golden-winged roc, the three-pointed and two-edged knife cut down, and a blood flower bloomed in the void, soaking the sky with a miserable red.

The Iron Tower King's head exploded before he could exert any power, and his remnant body fell from the sky to the ground.

It was just one blow, the light of the sword flashed, the head fell, and it was a one-hit kill.

Even the peerless god king is unstoppable!

brave!Domineering!Fierce!

At this moment, the undead Taoist's clothes are fluttering, like an unrivaled overlord, looking down on the world!

"Enemy attack!"

"The Great Enemy Invades!"

Eight thousand miles of flames swept down, followed by eight thousand Yin soldiers and iron cavalry, galloping vertically and horizontally. Amidst the crazy roar, the mana was connected into one piece, the divine power was overwhelming, and the direction of the soldiers was like a broken bamboo, unstoppable!

"No! No! No!"

"The Iron Dragon King has fallen, how is this possible?"

The sudden arrival of a sea of ​​flames, followed by eight thousand iron cavalry, and the instant fall of the Iron Dragon King, completely plunged the army in this area into chaos.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Accompanied by extremely terrifying roars, eight thousand iron cavalry rode all kinds of wild beasts rumbling past, trampled down all buildings, and broke through all obstacles.

The iron cavalry charged, unstoppable, and all the enemies collapsed as soon as they charged. Whether they were fighting with their lives or fleeing desperately, they were all trampled into broken bones and mud by the iron cavalry, leaving only blood mist floating in the void.

Whether it is in the sky or underground, there are figures of cavalry charging everywhere, destroying everything in the direction of the soldiers!

At this time, the eight thousand iron cavalry were obviously Yin soldiers, and a wave of fiery blood was rushed from each person's Tianling Gai, mixing together as if a sea of ​​blood was surging.

All the cavalry were stained with a layer of blood, like a group of blood-bathed Asura, exuding a terrifying aura that made them unstoppable.

The 800 million army of the Ziwei Dynasty, including countless strong men, suffered heavy losses in the raid, but at this moment, some people finally reacted one after another, and all of them rose to the sky, and sacrificed various magic weapons to stop them.

However, all of this is in vain, eight thousand cavalry are crisscrossed, each of them is extremely brave, no matter what kind of enemy they face, they will all rush past.

Either provoked by the cold spear, drenched with blood, or trampled into meat paste by wild beasts, splashing bones.

Eight thousand iron cavalry, where the soldiers are heading, the sea of ​​blood is surging, and nothing can stop them from charging.

"what……"

There were constant screams in the night sky, wailing, roaring, and the sound of weapons colliding.

This is a naked massacre, even if there are strong people who continue to resist, they cannot be stopped at all, just like a mayfly shaking a tree, they cannot escape.

As long as all monks above the power level make a move, the undead Taoist will come through the air, and the three-pointed and two-edged sword will cut down like a rainbow in the moonlight. With one cut, the body will fall and the head will explode.

Blood and fire filled the ground, the sound of wailing and fighting soared into the sky, and the night was dark with no end in sight.

On the banks of the Nulong River, the sun is cold and the wind is cold.

"Kill...don't let anyone go!"

Eight thousand iron cavalry swept across, like the rumble of the ancient Thor chariot, the huge shouts of killing went straight to the sky, and the vast sky, strange beasts soared into the sky, covered with scales, extremely terrifying.

This was an extremely frightening scene. When eight thousand cavalry soared into the sky, it was as if one piece after another of dark clouds were connected together, covering the entire sky.

The intertwined secret arts fell from the sky like a sea of ​​blood, killing all living beings and destroying all obstacles, making this ancient river tremble.

Zhou Tong used one qi to transform the three qings, sealing off the four directions, the taiqing purple qi towering into the sky, and the tushita precious flames blazing, mercilessly beheading the enemies.

Iron cavalry charged, secret techniques surged, blood mist filled the sky, corpses were everywhere, and people wailed, cried and begged for mercy from time to time.

There were blood and bones all around. Most of the former companions had no bones left. Even the corpses were hard to distinguish.

At this moment, the undead Taoist's black battle robe was hunting in the void, the sea of ​​flames was surging under his feet, and the light of the sun shrouded his body, making him feel like a living immortal.

His eyes were extremely captivating, his brows were purple and blue, and Baoyan was beating wildly, and his icy voice resounded through the sky.

"We have only one goal, and that is to enter the Ziwei Temple and sweep away all enemies."

"On the day the Divine Court was breached, the army looted for three days and three nights, and the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years in Shenzhou, you will take it for yourself!"

The Immortal Taoist gazed at Emperor Ziwei in the distant sky, then waved his hand suddenly, and shouted sharply: "Millions of troops enter the court of God, and the immortal group of enemies will not be returned!"

"Attacks must be captured, battles must be conquered!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The eight thousand monks turned over and stepped onto the wild beast, their spears soaring into the sky, and roared at the same time: "An attack must be taken, and a battle must be conquered!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The terrifying momentum rushed straight to the Nine Heavens, echoing the surging sea of ​​flames.

The wind blows, the fire burns, and eight thousand cavalry ride the sky!

At this moment, the blood in everyone's heart was boiling, like hot magma flowing in the blood vessels, the green on the skin exploded, and they shouted hoarsely.

In the sea of ​​fire below, eight thousand purple qi rose into the sky like a dragon and snake, and submerged into everyone's bodies.

These eight thousand monks were boiling with energy and blood, and the divine power surged in their bodies, making them want to kill, kill, kill!

Even their sitting savage beasts were stained with a tinge of purple energy. The original blood of these savage beasts seemed to be awakening, and terrifying power was growing and flowing!

These savage beasts seemed to have gone completely mad, and began to charge tirelessly!

Immortal Taoist rode Juechen, soared into the sky, and killed Emperor Ziwei.

The densely packed army was running above the sky, everyone was full of enthusiasm, their morale was extremely high, and the terrifying fighting spirit formed a real cloud of blood.

As the cavalry charged, it seemed as if a bloody banner was flying across the sky.

That blood color represents killing!

That flag represents offense!

"This time we will break through the Ziwei Court, and no one can stop us!"

"We will become the masters of this land of China!"

They started to move forward, running at an extremely fast speed, and the blood flags were flying in the sky, reflecting blood and bones.

At this time, the Ziwei Dynasty had another new move. An old antique was helped out of the fairy tower in the sky. His body was shriveled and his twins were cloudy, as if he was dying.

However, all the monks of the Ziwei Dynasty were extremely respectful, and even the Emperor Ziwei bowed to salute.

"Yes... the previous emperor, he became a saint!"

A general in command of the Marshal's Mansion turned extremely pale, and exclaimed in disbelief.

Everyone was shocked. The lord of the Ziwei dynasty was called the emperor. When the previous emperor rose, he swept the world and was almost invincible. He rose against the sky and became a semi-saint.

For thousands of years afterwards, the Ziwei Dynasty dominated the world, and all the ancient religions suppressed could not breathe.