On the main battlefield, after Yanguang Zuomu arrived, he started with a mysterious skill that contained the law of fire, "Fire rains from the sky."
In an instant, the sky seemed to be on fire, turning red, with sparks all over the sky, like heavy rain falling from the sky.
There was no time to dodge as the five Yan clan soldiers formed a phalanx of ten thousand people who were shouting slogans.
In just a few seconds, the phantoms of ten battle formations were shattered. Two phalanxes of ten thousand people were covered in fire rain. More than ten thousand people were burned to ashes on the spot. Only some warriors of the third level and above escaped.
It's so terrifying. Even a full blow from an eighth-level warrior can kill about a thousand people at most.
But this magician's secret skill killed more than 10,000 people. If it weren't for the long distance between each phalanx of 10,000 people, more people would have died.
"The entire army retreats and exits the sandstorm formation!"
Li Wenhao jumped up into the air with a tense face and shouted without hesitation, his eyes full of shock.
I have always heard how terrifying the eighth-level mystic technicians are, and today I finally saw it.
I feel very happy that I took away Yanguang Zuomu's blood bank today.
The opponent only has the understanding of the law and has not yet recovered his cultivation level, so he is so powerful.
If I could return to the eighth level of reincarnation, would that be a good thing?
Release a secret skill and a big hole will be burned in the defense line, and it will even hit you!
What's even more fortunate is that Yan Guang Zuomu was so angry that he immediately chose to attack the soldiers from the Yan tribe who were shouting slogans.
If the first fire were to burn the Fire Spirit Legion, even though the Fire Spirit Legion would definitely not suffer such heavy casualties, it would still be enough to make him feel distressed.
"Retreat, retreat quickly, the fire spirits spread out, grow into snake formation, don't get together!" Military Advisor Fu Baichuan turned pale and loudly ordered the retreat.
"Your Majesty has ordered that all the troops retreat!"
The more than 200,000 Langya army retreated quickly like an ebbing tide.
"Lord Zuomu is mighty!"
"My lord, you are still as powerful as before!"
"Kill, kill all the Langya people!"
The morale of the four-ethnic coalition increased greatly. They waved their weapons and pursued closely. Even the cavalry on both sides began to attack again.
Iron King Luo, Soul Bingxuan, Duke Monroe and others who had just arrived, praised loudly.
"Dad, set another fire and burn Li Wenhao to death!" Yan Guangzu's face flushed with excitement, and he gritted his teeth and yelled.
The frustration in my heart was swept away.
So what if you seize the princess, use your clan members to practice martial arts, and do all the bad things?
As long as you are strong enough, everyone must be in awe. In this world, strength will ultimately speak for itself!
"Okay, let's set another fire!"
Yanguang Zuomu had a gloomy face, raised the black staff in his hand again, and stared at the Langya King Banner opposite him with a pair of snake-like eyes.
He also realized at this time that the first fire was a bit wasteful, either burning the enemy's central army or burning the enemy's Fire Spirit Phalanx.
No matter which one you burn, it is better than burning those surrendered soldiers!
"Fire rains from the sky."
In an instant, the sky that had not calmed down once again burned like a flame, and dense sparks fell from the sky, directly hitting the central army where King Langya's flag was.
"I'm really afraid that if you don't succeed, I will transform into a golden crow!"
Li Wenhao was also angry. If the royal flag of the Chinese army was burned, wouldn't it be a loss of dignity?
With a roar, it transformed into a flaming bird more than ten meters high, spread its wings and covered fifty meters, with a golden crown and three legs, surrounded by balls of golden flames, so powerful that it shot straight into the sky!
"What is that? Three-legged Golden Crow!"
"No, it's Wu Di's blood. Could it be that Li Wenhao is from Wu Di Palace?"
"Impossible, this is fake. How can the flames of the Three-Legged Golden Crow be golden?"
There was chaos on the battlefield, and Iron King Luo and Soul Bingxuan also changed their expressions.
Although this three-legged Golden Crow is somewhat different from the legendary Bloodline of Emperor Wu, who can guarantee that this is not a mutation caused by impure blood.
After all, due to the different blood lines of parents, it is very common for blood lines to have slight variations.
Even with luck, there is a small amount of mutated blood that is stronger than pure blood.
If Li Wenhao is really related to Wudi Palace, wouldn't they commit suicide again?
Wudi Palace is the most brutal and easy-to-kill palace among the four palaces!
Not to mention, thinking about Li Wenhao's cold-blooded character, it is really similar to Wu Di Palace.
In particular, many unsolved mysteries of Langya, such as the elixir and the fire spirit, have also been explained.
Yanguang Zuomu's eyes were cold, and he summoned up all the power of law in his body and lit up the staff in his hand again.
He naturally thought of what others could think of, but for the sake of the magma giant army in the forbidden area, even if Li Wenhao was really related to Wudi Palace, he would not let it go.
"Secret Skill Red Flame Dragon Kill!"
"Ouch," there seemed to be a dragon roar in the sky, and a giant lizard-shaped flame dragon a hundred meters long was born from the void, shaking its head and tail.
For a moment, the three-legged golden crow formed by Li Wenhao faced each other from a distance!
"Chirp!" Li Wenhao's eyes were red, and he felt like he was a big bird, a three-legged golden crow in a state of rage.
He opened his big mouth, and the fire rain from the sky was swallowed into his belly. The flames that were originally less than fifty meters suddenly surged to more than seventy meters.
Swallowing, his mutated Yan Emperor bloodline seems to have improved its swallowing ability again.
That means that spells cast by others can also be swallowed, as long as they are of the fire type!
At this time, in mid-air, the fire dragon with its fangs and claws dancing, and its body full of fire law energy, was just a delicious pastry in his eyes!
A delicacy that can enhance his understanding of the laws of fire!
"Swallow him!"
"Boom!" The three-legged golden crow collided with the giant flame dragon in mid-air, causing large sparks to fly, and even the entire sky seemed to be ignited.
You bite me, I grab a handful, and we fight each other.
On the ground, hundreds of thousands of troops did not fight, they all raised their heads and looked at them with stupid expressions.
"The king will win!"
"The three-legged golden crow will win and kill the stupid dragon!"
I don’t know who started it, but Langya Army took the lead in shouting.
"The Yan clan will win!"
"Come on, sir, and kill the broken bird!"
Not to be outdone, Yanguang Ancestor took the lead in shouting, but Tie Wangluo, Soul Bingxuan, and others looked solemn, and their overall momentum was much smaller.
"Tweet,"
From afar, Elena and Qingluan came riding colorful phoenixes.
"Young Master, look, it's the king. Is the king related to Wudi Palace?" Qingluan covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes widening.
She was frightened by the three-legged golden crow she saw.
"Stop guessing. He has a blood mutation. Who knew he would become like this?" Irina rolled her eyes. If others didn't know it, she couldn't know it.
My man's Yan Emperor bloodline has awakened, but the mutation has become a bit weird.
Of course, Li Wenhao didn't tell her that this was because the existence of the system had an impact on the bloodline.
"Chirp!"
Qicai swooped down fiercely and threw them down. Large flames erupted from his body as he charged towards the battlefield in mid-air.