The drums of war were beating loudly, and the two armies faced each other.
Jiuli has demons and wizards who are not afraid of magic, and among them are the old tribe of Emperor Yan who are not convinced by the Yellow Emperor.
Spiritual power surged, and the righteous gods could not remain aloof in this battlefield. They could only cast spells in the torrent of the collision of the armies. Those righteous gods who lived in seclusion in the mountains and rivers were surprised to find that the Yellow Emperor's warriors had become more powerful, so that they were
In the army, the strength of those warriors is not weaker than that of gods like them.
The wind was rising in the Zhuolu Plain, and dark clouds were covering the sun. The entire battlefield was filled with the roar of mana and the manifestation of magical powers.
After the first contact between the two sides, some of the golden armors of Xuanyuan warriors were defiled by Jiuli's wizards with magic power. This made their armor no longer have the power to protect, and even the surging golden spiritual power around them dimmed. Those magic powers
It seems that there is great malice towards Xuanyuan's spirit, and it can easily corrode the soldiers' barriers and take away their lives.
The dark waves of mana spread along the veins laid by Jiuli and began to help the Jiuli clan gain an advantage on the battlefield.
Even the righteous gods dare not touch this kind of magic exerted by Jiuli's wizards.
The righteous gods shouted: "What evil method is this?"
The gods and warriors of the Xuanyuan tribe retreated one after another, and for a while they were unable to do anything about this evil spell.
The black mana wave hit the barrier cast by Xuanyuan priests, making a thunderous noise. The priests raised their wooden staffs high, and countless clan totems that surrendered to Xuanyuan rose above the altar. Those ancient giant beasts came to life and rushed towards Jiuli.
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Jiuli's mana level is almost useless against such totem beasts. These extremely fierce totem beasts march into Jiuli's army and start killing. These ancient and powerful beasts are nourished by the clans with the spirits of warriors, and with the spirit of priests for generations.
The worship became stronger day by day, and finally the totem materialized, revealing the boundless body of the divine beast, overwhelming the earth.
The mythical beast roared, and the sky became dark. When the Jiuli warriors didn't know what to do, the sky suddenly collapsed, and it turned out to be a shield made of black iron. The mythical beast hit the shield, but was knocked back. With a roar, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and fell into the abyss.
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The mythical beast on Xuanyuan's side was alert and lowered its body. The soldiers subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands. The Jiuli people also turned around, their eyes full of joy.
This is their god of war!
An ancient giant god stood up from the end of the earth. His head was covered by a black iron helmet. Only a pair of blood-filled eyes could be seen glowing in the shadow of the helmet. The giant god was wearing pitch-black iron armor, wielding a giant ax with one hand and holding a shield high with the other.
"Xingtian! It's Xingtian! How could he appear here?" The creatures who saw the appearance of this giant god felt terrified in their hearts.
Xingtian is an unparalleled giant god under the command of Emperor Yan. When Emperor Yan fought against the Yellow Emperor, Xingtian's terrifying power was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of Xuanyuan. The story about Xingtian was passed on to future generations by those who experienced the war.
He was as frightened as a child encountering a demon.
Some of these long-lived righteous gods have faced Xingtian directly and witnessed the power of this violent giant.
"Xingtian will only obey the orders of Emperor Yan. Emperor Yan was defeated by Huangdi for the first time. Xingtian left Chen Di and disappeared in Tianshan. Everyone thought he was dead. How could he appear again now, or for that little Jiuli?" Zhengshen whispered.
, using divine power to protect itself and hover above the Zhuolu Plain.
Someone came up with a very shocking answer.
"Could it be that Xing Tian believes that Chi You is not inferior to Emperor Yan, so he is willing to follow him?"
This answer made the righteous gods shudder, and the eyes looking at the head of Jiuli in front of the battlefield no longer had the previous contempt.
The two armies faced each other, and the leaders of the two sides stood surrounded by priests, as if they had turned into two silent stone statues.
The only thing still moving is the huge beast that Chi You sat down on. The beast, which is composed of the world's original black and white energy, can swallow the gold and iron smelted by Chi You. It is also called the iron-eating beast by the Jiuli people. It is said that the iron-eating beast lives in the mountains to the west.
In the end, he was surrendered by Chi You and became his mount.
Chi You and Huang Di remained motionless, only the beast licked its paws, and doubtful glances seemed to flash in its round eyes.
The high priest of Jiuli gave Chi You a warning before leaving, saying that Xuanyuan had mastered a method of walking with spirits and killing people silently. Every time there was a war, you rushed to the forefront of your brothers. Xuanyuan had already figured out your intentions.
Lu Shu, it’s not that he knows nothing about you. This time, if you still charge forward like this, he will set up totem beasts to surround your body, kill your spirit with spirit walking, and make you an indestructible demon.
The body becomes a useless shell.
The iron-eating beast didn't understand this very well. It only knew that the fight between Chi You and that Xuanyuan had already begun.
It's even more intense than this battlefield.
The iron-eating beast just doesn't understand. Chi You has died so many times, does it still care about this time? Then the dragon king killed Chi You to completely erase it, as if this person no longer existed in the world. Simply
How could the method of killing the spirit while still retaining the physical body be useful to Chi You?
Just as the iron-eating beast was thinking about it, Chi You on his back suddenly tightened his body.
Chi You opened his eyes, and the next moment, he took out a crystal clear orb the size of a lotus seed, which was as big as a grain of rice in Chi You's thick palm. But a thunderous roar appeared in this orb, and then, the whole
The space of Zhuolu has changed.
Heavy fog has arisen, and the sky is completely white.
The warriors who were fighting didn't know what was happening. They could only feel the spirits in their bodies rapidly retreating and flowing backward, and finally all the spirits disappeared.
Those righteous gods also fell into the world, into the muddy and blood-soaked soil.
The Xuanyuan chariot's golden light dissipated, and the priests guarding it were obviously panicked.
But when I saw that the man in the chariot was okay, I felt relieved again.
Xuanyuan stared at the sudden heavy fog. Although the priests knew that in this strange fog, spirits seemed to disappear out of thin air, they did not feel afraid. This situation was nothing to their emperor.
Xuanyuan stretched out his hand and felt the flow of mist.
"Source," he said.
I see.
Chi You knew in advance that he had the method of spiritual transformation and ambush, and was prepared for it, and then made his spirit return a moment slower than Chi You. This gave him no chance to trigger the taboo, so that he could reveal the heavy fog and seal the place.
All spirits.
You may not know him too well.
The essence of the method of transforming spirits into ambushes is to directly overwhelm the opponent with your life. It only takes a moment of contact to make the opponent's spirit, which is no match for your own life, disappear into nothing. He has never shown it in front of the world, even if it is his
My wife doesn't even know.
Xuanyuan exhaled, and there was an overwhelming whistling sound.
Fortunately, there is still energy left.
Xuanyuan stood up, and no one else noticed the emperor's sigh.
"Who are you?" He sighed, drew his sword and faced the battlefield.