Looking down from the sky, with the imperial tomb of the Wanwan Dynasty as the center, two mighty human dragons collided together.
Within a radius of hundreds of miles, millions of armies were brutally rushing and fighting.
The clashing of weapons, the cracking of armor, the frantic roar of bowstrings, the cries and pleadings of the dying mentioned, the murky sound and waves mixed together, turning into a cloud of mist and soaring into the sky.
Millions of armies fought on the ground, hundreds, thousands of small teams mixed together.
In the middle and low altitudes, tens of thousands of Qi Refiners who had become a thunder realm stepped on the smoke clouds and soared into the air, swearing and screaming wildly.
High in the air, hundreds of generals who had reached the peak of cultivation did not care about the casualties of the ground army, their eyes were red and they were sweating and bloody.
The death of the seven princes of the Xiayou Dynasty, the death of Hao Wuxi of the Haoyue Dynasty, and the death of two important commanders made them lose their minds and become outright beasts.
Occasionally, a frenzied commander of the army would slam down from a high altitude to the ground, and within a radius of dozens of zhang on the ground, a large number of low-ranking soldiers were blasted into a puddle of flesh and mud and plasma.
From time to time, high-ranking generals were killed, and when they cultivated to their level, their physical strength was as great as a dragon, and they were also extremely strong, reaching the point of being extremely extraordinary.
A drop of their blood weighs as lead and mercury.
The beheaded generals were covered in blood like a fountain, and a large amount of blood was sprinkled from the sky, and the blood even spurted out several miles away, it was really like a heavenly river rolling upside down, and heavy blood was sprinkled on a large group of soldiers.
These soldiers were just ordinary mortals, and they were splashed from the air by such heavy blood, as if countless iron bullets had hit them.
They were so struck that their internal organs were shattered by the heavy blood.
The corpses of those generals fell from a high altitude, it was really like a mountain falling, hitting the ground and shaking the earth, knocking open huge holes in the ground.
The collapse of the imperial tombs continued, and one after another the imperial tombs of the first emperors of the Wanguo Dynasty slowly sank deeper into the ground.
The battle on the ground made the imperial tomb sink faster and more widely, and the ground in a radius of thousands of miles shook violently.
Countless soldiers were killed and wounded, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers.
Gradually, small pools of blood converged in the hollows in the ground.
The two magic weapons that Yin Xue Ge deliberately left behind were suspended on the battlefield.
They radiate a dazzling light and unleash powerful vitality fluctuations that attract everyone's attention.
They are like two pieces of stinky meat, attracting the eyes of countless greedy flies.
There were at least twenty generals whose strength had reached the peak of the Qi Refiner realm and fought around the two magic weapons.
Their greed is greater than that of ordinary soldiers.
A hundred times hotter than an ordinary general.
Ordinary soldiers and generals.
I don't have the qualifications to get involved in such a heavy treasure at all.
And the supreme commanders of the two countries have died in battle.
The Seven Princes and Hao Wuxi all went to meet their ancestors, these high-ranking generals had high status and great power.
There was no one in either team who could restrain them.
As long as they seize a treasure, their personal strength can be greatly improved.
As long as they refine these treasures, this is their trophy, and even if a higher level of general parachutes down at the time, there is no reason for them to hand over these treasures.
So, let's kill, let's kill those who forget to die.
Casting brilliant feats with countless human lives, dyeing the earth red with countless blood, human lives and blood paved a ladder, allowing them to approach these two heavy treasures full of temptation step by step.
Yin Xue Ge led the Blood Wolf Monarch and his party to stand in the wilderness far away, looking at the chaotic and turbulent battlefield here.
The monstrous aura, even from hundreds of miles away, is still clearly audible.
Those high-ranking generals fought each other in the air, and the sound of Yuan Force colliding turned into thunder.
On the battlefield, on the contrary, they couldn't hear the sound of their Yuan Force colliding, and these sounds rushed out hundreds of miles away before they suddenly burst out.
The rolling thunder shook the clouds in the sky, and there was not a single cloud within a radius of hundreds of miles.
Occasionally, there would be a piercing tearing sound in the midst of the thunder, which was the body of a defeated person forcibly torn apart by a magic weapon.
The Qi Refiners of the Peak Realm have the power of giant dragons, their musculoskeletal muscles are very strong, and when their bodies are cut, it is as if hundreds of layers of old cowhide have been torn apart, and the sound is unpleasant and harsh to the extreme.
"Shed a lot of blood."
The Blood Wolf King ignored his painted skin, and his long tongue licked his nose vigorously.
The qi and blood in his body were like dragons, just like a tsunami rolling wildly.
He had just killed tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Haoyue Dynasty, and his physical endurance had reached its limit.
Without months of long digestion and absorption, he could no longer devour a single bit of blood.
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Seeing countless essence blood flowing to the ground like this, the Blood Wolf Monarch's heart hurt so much that his eyes turned green.
"Two pieces of stinky meat, a swarm of flies.
Hey, people, as long as it's a person, it's bustling, it's profitable, it's really a dog who can't change his."
Bai Yuzi floated above Yin Xue Ge's head, and from the perspective of a dragon carp, he harshly criticized the inferiority of the entire human race.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a waste, it's a waste."
Yin Xue Ge also sighed a little regretfully, his divine sense swept across the crazy and chaotic battlefield, watching these hot, powerful blood full of powerful vitality wasted in vain, from a monk's point of view, this is indeed a bit of a tyrannical thing.
Therefore, he quickly took out a large number of materials of the Yin attribute collected from the underground exotic, and the natal true fire erupted, and he hurriedly spent more than an hour refining a blood bowl commonly used by ghost monks.
The fist-sized blood bowl is crystal clear and white as snow, and it looks like it is carved from the best mutton fat jade.
He shook his hand and threw the blood bowl on the ground, and the rapidly rotating blood bowl burrowed into the ground on its own, sensing the direction of the battlefield where the blood breath was most intense.
This blood bowl can hold the essence blood of tens of millions of people, and there will not be a drop of waste and dissipation.
The blood of these powerful warriors is a hundred times more precious than that of ordinary people.
In the future, whether it is refining all kinds of Qimen magic weapons, raising all kinds of evil ghosts and fierce spirits, or even refining pills, it will be an excellent material.
The thick and viscous blood on the battlefield slowly seeped into the sand and gravel, and then, like a living creature with spirits, small blood streamed through the gaps in the sand and gravel, and rushed towards the blood bowl.
The white blood bowl gradually changed color, and a trace of deep red slowly condensed on the bowl.
A grimace with a dull and boundless evil appeared on the surface of the blood bowl, and he opened his mouth and gulped down the blood that had gathered from all directions.
All the impurities in the plasma were refined, and a green yin fire scorched the impurities, turning them into black smoke.
Only the purest blood essence was swallowed into the blood bowl.
On the ground, the war was like a frenzy, and the armies of the Haoyue Dynasty and the Xiayou Dynasty had already killed their eyes and exhausted their vitality.
In just a few hours of fierce fighting, the combined losses of the two sides were more than seventy percent.
Moreover, the terrifying attack power of the Qi Refiners determined that the soldiers who lost these losses were even less seriously injured, and almost all the soldiers who lost were crushed to death.
The high-pitched sound of war drums, the shrill sound of horns, the neighing of crazy horses, the roaring roar of rough warriors.
All the voices became dull and hoarse, the skins of the drums of war broke, the trumpets shattered, and the horses fell to their knees and wept, lamenting the death of their master.
The warriors lay on the ground in pieces, their blood drained, and their flesh and bones fused with the earth.
In such a narrow range, in such a short period of time, more than a million people were killed in the war, and Yin Xue Ge could even see countless Yin souls floating in the sky.
These grim-faced, mutilated ghosts floated in mid-air, enveloped in a thick aura of evil spirits, emitting high-pitched unwilling wails and curses.
If it weren't for the Yuan 6 world, Yin Xue Ge would even want to recite a degree of scripture to wash away the strong and tragic resentment on these Yin Spirits.
The smell of blood on the ground and the ferocious aura on the battlefield were too strong, and even the power of the law of the reincarnation of life and death in the Yuan 6 world was diluted a lot.
These Yin Spirits hovered on the battlefield and refused to leave, it was clear that they had been pulled by the Netherworld Power of the Yuan 6 World, but they were stubbornly and tenaciously hovering near the battlefield.
In time, if these Yin Spirits avoid the control of the law of the cycle of life and death, and are nourished by the evil spirit of war, and their hearts are full of resentment, they are likely to become fierce ghosts, which is the favorite type of evil spirits of ghost monks.
More than a million fierce and ferocious war ghosts, placed in the Hongmeng world where Yin Xue Ge's ontology is derived, can even refine a top-level golden immortal weapon, and have the terrifying power to kill a starry sky.
If they are allowed to stay here, I am afraid that when they become the climate, they will eventually harm the surrounding people.
Just when Yin Xue Ge hesitated, thinking about whether to take action to deal with these lingering ghosts, in the western sky, a full moon that had been hanging on the top of the mountain suddenly erupted a very fine blue light.
A faint blue light swirled around the battlefield, and countless Yin Spirits who were struggling and roaring in the evil aura froze at the same time.
Their entire body was shattered by the blue light, and the power of the invisible law in the void instantly swept them into reincarnation.
"Sure enough, the Holy Dharma Sect will not indulge the birth of lonely souls and wild ghosts."
Yin Xue Ge smiled, the huge Yuan 6 World, the accumulation of millions of Yin Souls on a small battlefield, would be monitored by the Holy Dharma Gate at all times.
The Most Holy Dharma is indeed strictly guarded against the emergence of all aliens that may cause harm to them.
In the underground lands, there are demons who have accumulated years, and their deeds are sometimes strong for millions of years.
I really don't know how these evil spirits avoided the monitoring of the Holy Dharma when they were born.
The wind howled across the battlefield, and behind Yin Xue Ge, the neighing of war horses suddenly rolled in.
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