Qin Wushuang, dressed in a red imperial robe, stood on the city wall.
Beside him, Xiao Beifa, Ning Tiance and others stood with their hands folded, with a solemn look on their faces.
Under the city wall, I saw soldiers wearing various types of armor, heads raised, slowly walking towards Zhengyang City step by step.
At this time, there was not a trace of vitality fluctuations on their bodies, and most of them even had broken limbs.
Those pairs of shining scarlet eyes connected together, making people feel inexplicably chilly.
And further away, millions of corpse soldiers occupied the end of the line of sight.
Boundless, vast, and endless.
"Emperor, I'm afraid this city defense formation won't last long. Why don't you open the formation and let me out."
Xiao Beifa's eyes were fierce, and his whole body seemed to have a fighting spirit.
"No."
Ning Tiance shook his head. Although his expression was bitter, his eyes were particularly determined.
"Brother Xiao sent a message to defend Zhengyang City. General Xiao must not be impulsive."
"But... once these evil spirits break through the formation, I am afraid that the entire Zhengyang will be devastated!"
Xiao Beifa gritted his teeth. After decades of service in the army, this was the first time he had seen such an evil thing.
They are not afraid of life and death, or rather...they are already dead.
Wrapped in ghostly aura, he kills only by instinct.
At this time, Xiao Beifa could recognize that the corpse soldiers under Zhengyang City were from different dynasties.
This can be seen from the armor on their bodies.
Obviously, these should be the soldiers killed by Emperor Yuan in his campaign against the Six Dynasties.
But how...how did they end up like this?
"Stop arguing and wait."
Qin Wushuang's dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, and her eyes were filled with seriousness.
Others may not know it, but she is very clear about the origin of these corpse soldiers.
When she first came to the throne and led her troops to fight against the enemy, it was by relying on this evil technique that she was able to annihilate nearly a million troops from four dynasties.
However, at that time, Qin Wupo once said that this method must not be known to others, otherwise there would be disaster.
This is the origin of the name Wushuang Demon Emperor.
In that battle, Qin Wushuang returned alone. The Qin Dynasty's 200,000 soldiers and the enemy's 800,000 soldiers died on the battlefield.
No wonder!
No wonder Ling Xiao sent a message saying that there would be changes in Western Xinjiang, and it was Emperor Yuan who was Qin Wupo's backer.
Now it seems that it is.
"boom!"
The moment Qin Wushuang finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky from the end of the corpse soldiers.
Then, everyone was stunned to see a middle-aged figure wearing a golden robe and a pale face standing out of thin air, surrounded by endless ghostly aura, like a ghost coming to the world, eerie and evil.
For hundreds of miles around it, the space formed a zone of its own. There seemed to be many ghosts and shadows in it, and demons roared together, making the bright blue sky even more chilly.
"It's Emperor Yuan!!"
Qin Wushuang and others' eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of surprise on their faces.
although!
Everyone was not familiar with Emperor Yuan, but as the emperor of the first dynasty in Western Xinjiang, his image had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
He is dignified and upright, and has the qualities of an emperor through the ages.
But right now…
Looking at the middle-aged man with a gloomy look and a pale face, everyone's eyes were filled with shock.
"Seventh Grade God Emperor..."
However, what is even more shocking is that at this time, the cultivation level of the Great Yuan Emperor has actually broken through to the seventh level!!
You know, in the entire Western Xinjiang, the seventh grade is already at its peak.
Prior to this, only the director of Hanyue Palace, Yue Ying, had reached this level.
Therefore, Hanyue Immortal Palace can be independent from the Eight Dynasties and sit on the Immortal Trail.
"It seems that Emperor Yuan is planning to fight to the death with me, Great Qin."
Ning Tiance sighed softly, his eyes flashing with ferocity. Then, he turned to look at Xiao Beifa, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"I have heard that General Xiao has unparalleled combat power and extraordinary bravery. Why don't we join forces with Ning today to fight against this evil spirit?"
"Just Yining God of War."
Xiao Beifa nodded calmly, blood surged around his body, dyeing the world one color, and he was obviously ready to take action.
"Ling Xiao...will it be goodbye forever?"
Qin Wushuang raised his head and looked at the Great Yuan God Emperors standing in the distance, a trace of confusion flashed across his pretty face.
Calculating the time, the third month has arrived, and the journey to the fairyland should be coming to an end.
But facing a seventh-grade God Emperor and a group of corpse soldiers and corpse generals who only know how to kill, Da Qin... has no chance of winning.
Do you really want to use that ghost technique?
To repay him with his own way?
Now Qin Wushuang can think of the best way to counter the Yuan Emperor, which is to summon the dead souls here to fight against the millions of corpse soldiers.
Then Ning Tiance and Xiao Beifu led the Qin soldiers to kill the Yuan Emperor with all their strength.
But if this happens, I'm afraid her fate will be the same as that of a demon.
That’s all.
Maybe, this is my life.
Qin Wushuang sighed secretly in his heart, and a faint blue evil light suddenly lit up in his eyes.
only!!
Just as the ghostly aura quietly dispersed outside her body, Emperor Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked in the distance in mid-air.
Then, before everyone could react, his figure had disappeared into the void.
And the millions of corpse soldiers who originally surrounded Zhengyang City slowly turned around and headed towards the center of the Western Frontier.
"this…"
Ning Tiance and others looked at each other, but Qin Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At the foot of Hanyue Mountain, Ling Xiao stood in front of an ancient forest, looking at the fairy mountain in the distance that was shrouded in formations.
The Yuanhuang Soul Sea has the soul mark he planted.
Therefore, no matter whether he breaks through to the seventh level or the eighth level, he is essentially a puppet who takes the blame for death.
Soon, a dark wind howled between heaven and earth, and the entire ancient forest seemed to fall into darkness for an instant.
In the void, the figure of Emperor Yuan emerged, and his pale and thin face was indeed somewhat ghostly.
"Meet the master."
"Get up, do you know what to do?"
Ling Xiao looked indifferent and reached out to hand the divine order into the hands of Emperor Yuan.
"Master, don't worry."
Emperor Yuan bowed and put away the divine order, and his spiritual light suddenly became brighter.
Behind him, a group of Great Yuan God Emperors appeared one after another, with no expression on their faces.
Just in case, they are now completely controlled by Emperor Yuan.
"boom!"
Vast spiritual power surged across the sky, and over the ancient forest, clouds of calamity gathered, and thunder roamed.
But Ling Xiao suddenly soared into the sky at this moment, with a bright spiritual light outside his body, and transformed into a black ancient tower out of thin air, heading towards Yuanhuang to suppress it.
"boom!"
Thousands of miles of mountains and forests were instantly reduced to ashes.
The earth shattered, creating a ravine hundreds of feet deep.
But at this moment, in the ancient pagoda, a look of disdain flashed across Feng Ling's little face, and with a gentle wave of his jade hand, all the silver light wrapped around the Dao tripod was removed.
"Humph, Ling Xiao, I have done you a big favor again, don't forget to promise me."
"clang."
The force of the violent collision knocked the cauldron to the ground instantly.
But Partridge Li among them suddenly had a flash of surprise in his eyes.
At this time, he seemed to feel that the seal outside the cauldron was gradually dissipating?