The orc tribe was hit hard, but Mrs. Yang's expression changed. She took a step forward and said in surprise: "This is it!"
The starlight mirror turned, and in the field of fire, some orc corpses were seen melting rapidly in the flames like candles, turning into a pile of filthy mucus mixed with purple-black and red-brown.
Just looking at it gave people an inexplicable feeling of discomfort. Milo, who had a strong spiritual sense and could sense with the help of starlight, even felt that there seemed to be some smell of rust, blood, sulfur and strong acid mixed together in his nasal cavity.
.
"Demonized orcs? What do they mean?"
Wang Ximing's face also became very ugly. The strange changes in the corpses of these orcs meant that these driven guys had been seriously affected by the chaotic energy.
This type of orcs was rarely used even when the ancient northern kingdom was at odds with Hanxia. After all, the blood of such individuals was extremely polluting, and the remaining corpses would cost the land of Hanxia dozens of dollars if no one was left to deal with them.
Years, hundreds of years to neutralize.
The ancient kingdoms in the north were also worried that they would use too much and let a certain true king go to their land to cause trouble.
"There is no need to pay attention to the thoughts of the northern barbarians. We only need to defeat them and we will naturally know the whole story! Soldiers, replace the arrows and kill the barbarians!"
Old Taijun Yang held the phoenix feather staff in one hand and held the handsome seal in the other. As he spoke, the staff in his hand emitted bursts of phoenix sounds, gathering the power of the seven stars in the south attracted by Milo, and blessing the soldiers.
Many archers in Zhenyou City also instantly replaced the Zhuman arrows sent to them. This kind of arrow arrows was different from the previously commonly used rune arrow arrows. Each arrow was at least engraved with armor-piercing, bloodthirsty, soul-seducing, soul-stealing, and damage.
The seven-level talismans of God, Essence Consuming, and Qi-eliminating are specially adapted for the barbaric cultivators of the ancient northern countries, and are more effective in suppressing the bloodline of the north.
Just taking it out and pointing it at the large army of the ancient northern country that rushed out made these barbarians fearful.
"charge!"
A roar came from behind, and the vanguard of a thousand people and the large force of ten thousand people who rushed out immediately regained their original violent momentum and rushed towards the land of Hanxia.
"put!"
This time the color of the arrow rain was black because the blood, fighting spirit and military spirit of the soldiers could not dye it red.
Feathered arrows shot out one after another, each carrying a terrifying murderous intent.
"Hold!"
A roar rang out from the northern position. Bards played music one by one, raising whirlwinds in an attempt to slightly disturb the falling arrows. At the same time, some of the barbarians rushing in front let out roars like thunder.
The qi and blood were so abundant that these barbaric cultivators were covered with blood and veins all over their bodies. The bulging blood vessels were like small snakes running under the skin, constantly squirming and beating. Through the treasure mirror, Milo saw them cutting off the falling
The first arrow missed, but was quickly hit by the subsequent arrows.
The muscles of the barbarian cultivators who were hit by the arrows were all twitching, and they seemed to want to wield their weapons again, but each talisman worked, suppressing their blood and strength, allowing subsequent arrows to easily penetrate their bodies and pierce into the other barbarian cultivators.
on the body.
Different from the splendid flames before, this moment was nakedly bloody. Coupled with the intertwined battles and the subtle changes brought about by the concentration of killing power, it brought a strong visual impact to people.
Especially the monks from the ancient northern country, many of them started exploring certain areas during this charge, relying on the blood of the people and the meaning of the charge itself, laying the foundation for achieving the legendary destiny in the future.
And they sensed that a certain high-level Taoist law was itself a subordinate domain of the True God, allowing the divine power of the north to cross the barrier again and arrive in Hanxia in small quantities, making the stimulation brought by death even more intense.
"Is this war?"
Chunyitong's eyes shrank slightly, and his mood was a bit off. Milo saw this and explained: "Those who can fight with our Hanxia can only have the same background, or are just one or two inferior. If you don't have these abilities,
, just relying on geographical advantages, even if we cannot occupy their land, we can still destroy their culture and nation."
"The reason you feel uncomfortable now is because of the influence of the god's power brought about by the opponent's unique practice system. This unconscious attack on Han Xia before death, as well as the blessing of the god's power, will make people who are close to the battlefield able to see them.
People are impacted by the power of their systems. Your spiritual sense is relatively sharp, but your strength is insufficient. You might as well relax your mind, align with the stars, and use the power of Hanxia Starry Sky to bear the impact of the other party's power."
"That's it. Thank you elder for your advice."
After Junyi finished speaking, he tried to use the fixed star clock to stabilize his mind and align himself with the vast starry sky. After his mood stabilized a little, he recalled that it was also the first time for Milo to participate in such a war, and he couldn't help but look at Milo with more eyes.
admire.
In response, Milo just smiled. He knew very well that if he had not had several experiences in the Taixu Illusion Realm, especially the memory of Three Thousand Calamities, his performance might not be much better than Junyi's.
While Milo spoke, Wang Ximing and Mrs. Yang also looked at him appreciatively.
There are not many people who can see the source of the impact of war on individuals for the first time on the battlefield. They have seen a lot, but they are not affected themselves and can guide others to deal with it. There are not many people. Mrs. Yang is better.
After seeing a lot on the battlefield and seeing a few with his own eyes, Wang Ximing saw more of them in books and the only one he saw in person was Milo. At the beginning, he could only avoid being affected and was unable to give guidance to others.
"This guy has great talent. Are you interested in letting him stay in Zhenyou City for a while?"
Mrs. Yang's eyes changed and she conveyed a message to Wang Ximing.
"After all, he is a disciple of the Miaoyou Sect, and he came here to avoid the palaces of gods."
"Avoiding the Palace of the Gods?"
Mrs. Yang was stunned for a moment, and then she realized: "The boy that the Gods Palace was looking for some time ago was Milo? Can't you tell? This boy is so talented? Not only is he adaptable on the battlefield, but he can also learn from you.
Beichen Immortal Sect’s many methods are valued by the palaces of gods. Wait..."
Mrs. Yang suddenly remembered something in the middle of her words and added: "He is still the true successor of Miao Youzong. Even if he wants to study in Zhenyou Mansion, it is not much easier than entering Haoran Mansion. And I remember that he is in Jinhong
The image of the emperor depicted on the festival has attracted the favor of miracles, right? According to the rules, he can enter Haoran Mansion to study at any time. Calculating this, this little guy Milo is valued by four of the nine immortal sects."
Hearing this, Wang Ximing chuckled and said: "Actually, according to my observation, his ability to use the accompanying treasure is also very useful in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley line, and it is more than enough to serve as a true successor. Secondly, several true successors in Baiweilou have been trying to attract him
The idea of entering Baiweilou to study, Shi Xianweng even gave me a certain blessing during the Golden Rainbow Festival."
Hearing this, Mrs. Yang was also a little dumbfounded, but Wang Ximing continued: "In the end, the God of Taiyue Mountain seemed to be very optimistic about him. The "Six Views of Taiyue" he copied back then constantly contained the charm of Taiyue Mountain, and he also got
He has received the divine seal given by the Lord of Taihua God Yuefu in the East Pole Qingyang. Speaking of which, on his way to commanding the stars, he seems to have some feeling of the Taiyue Mountain God commanding the peaks..."
Wang Ximing was not sure about the last sentence, and Mrs. Yang didn't want to say anything more. Over the tens of thousands of years, Han Xia had countless geniuses, and he often heard about geniuses who fit into many sects.
But there are very few people like Milo who fit in with most immortal sects.
Especially now that the Gods Palace and Haoran Mansion are just a handful among the nine immortal sects, Milo can also fit in, and Old Taijun Yang has never heard of them.
"After all, including Bodhi Temple and Shaoqing Sect, Milo has gathered all nine immortal sects?"
Hearing Mrs. Yang's somewhat joking words, Wang Ximing fell silent. He recalled the surprisingly high-quality ray of energy that faintly appeared on [Nagajuvara] when Milo was worshiping the protector god some time ago.
Fo Guang responded with a slightly hesitant tone: "Perhaps, only the Shao Qing sect is not suitable for him."
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