In troubled times in all directions, there is a martial saint in the world! Chapter 213 The power of the army, the nirvana of ghosts and gods! (1st update)
Chapter 213 The power of the army, the nirvana of ghosts and gods! (1st update)
Chapter 213 The might of the army, the nirvana of ghosts and gods! (1st update)
Zhang Wenyuan's Supreme Halberd Technique follows the oldest method of killing in military formations.
The halberds flew across the sky, like a dragon rising out of the sea, one halberd after another.
It seems ordinary and pure, but every move contains endless murderous intent, and the simple key of "fast, ruthless and accurate" is mastered!
"This set of halberd techniques may seem simple, but it is quite profound."
There was light flickering between Chen Xiu's eyes, and he thought in his heart: "It can be corroborated with my sword skills, and can be deduced to a deeper level. As for the supreme evil spirit body refining method"
There was a bit more solemnity on his face.
The method of refining the body with the supreme evil spirit is contrary to the harmony of heaven and hurts many people at the same time.
Today, I am still an angler's fish, and I have never escaped from the prison.
Lifespan may not be long.
But if so, he is unwilling to do so!
"etc--"
Chen Xiu's expression became a little more solemn.
His attention fell on the technique.
"As expected of me, the existence that once visited the Martial Temple had such a wonderful method! Maybe I can also take this path!!"
His eyes are getting brighter and brighter!
Zhang Wenyuan's method of refining the body with evil spirits is very special.
It is not like the second generation of Tiangang, which swallows up the vitality of the world and turns into a terrifying evil spirit.
Then stand among tens of millions of soldiers and horses, fighting to support war!
When the iron horse fighting swept across the battlefield, it swallowed up the evil spirit among thousands of armies and merged it into several bodies.
Borrowing the power of the army to strengthen one's body was a characteristic of military strategists in ancient times.
He commanded hundreds of thousands of soldiers and controlled the world.
With millions of people, we will win in battle and capture in attack!
Nowadays, Zhang Wenyuan combines the evil spirit to refine the body with the power of ancient military strategists, and has blazed his own path.
It has the power of refining the body with evil energy, but it will not harm the heaven and earth or damage the life;
He has the majesty of a military strategist, but he is not like a military strategist. All his magical powers rely on the legions in his hands, and he does not rely too much on external forces!
"My sword technique is to suppress everything with domineering force."
"The way of refining the body is to use Qi and blood to transform into a blue dragon, and not be afraid of all power. If I can be like Zhang Wenyuan, standing between the golden arm and the iron horse, integrating the power of thousands of heroes into a few bodies, then the power will be enough to reach its peak.
"
Chen Xiu's violet eyes looked brighter and brighter.
What's more important is that he inherited Zhang Wenyuan's natural talent!
It’s called “The Divine Power of Ten Thousand Arms, the Nirvana of Ghosts and Gods”!
The core of this talent lies in the word "refining".
In a matter of seconds, I can use my strong energy to transform the thousands of troops and horses under my control just like a qi refiner tempering a magic weapon!
Whether it's ghosts, monsters, ghosts or mountain monsters, they can all be accommodated!
Thus creating an invincible army!
My will is the will of the army in my palm!
My power is the unity of the power of thousands of soldiers and horses in my hands!
My evil spirit is the supreme evil spirit of the millions of troops under my command!
Chen Xiu slowly raised his head and stared at the sky and the distance: "The leader of the five good generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty is indeed powerful."
Between the clothes, there seems to be a dragon born.
A fierce breath originated from the Dantian, wandered from the chest and abdomen to the mouth, and then roared out like a dragon!
The roar of the thunderous dragon suddenly echoed through the sky.
At this moment, among the lonely and desolate buildings and ships, only the wandering and bewildered ghosts and ghosts could be seen, as if they were being called, their eyes were wide open in anger.
The ripples of the underworld were extremely powerful, like a tornado and a hurricane, and they directly tore apart the clouds in the sky.
Boom!
There seemed to be thunder in the sky.
The nearby ghost souls are now shrouded in steely darkness, holding extremely heavy iron halberds in their hands!
That overbearing and endless viciousness seems to make people feel.
The iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which once dominated the world, seems to be resurrected again!
"No wonder Zhang Wenyuan defeated the 100,000-strong army of Emperor Huanglong of the Eastern Wu Dynasty with 800 magic soldiers in the battle of Xiaoyaojin in the past. With such a natural talent, how can this be an ordinary 800 magic soldiers?"
Chen Xiu spoke with some emotion.
As soon as his thoughts moved, thousands of dead souls stepped forward and let out a low roar.
A monstrous evil spirit soared into the sky!
You can indeed follow his will!
"In the past, Zhang Wenyuan's legions dominated the world. If we could refine them, it would be a supreme help!" Chen Xiu had a hint of regret in his eyes: "It's just a pity that I can't do it myself."
"After all, their dead souls were resurrected with the power of Manzhushahua. Even if I could bear the karma of the reincarnation seal and try to resurrect them, I would not be able to bring them out of the secret realm even if I have the power I have now.
It’s very troublesome.”
While Chen Xiu was thinking, a bright and dazzling light bloomed in the distance.
In the glow, the shadow of the soaring yellow dragon can be vaguely seen, as well as the low sound of the dragon's roar.
Six ethereal sword shadows flickered in the light.
"The Six Swords of King Wu and the Shadow of the Yellow Dragon! It should be the great emperor of Soochow, right?" Chen Xiu murmured softly.
If he remembered correctly, Zhang Wenyuan should be the one who perfectly restrained him.
After all, if the baby is famous and stops crying, the grandchild will lose a hundred thousand yuan!
"Ha ha ha ha--"
The green-shirted man looked up to the sky and laughed, his brows showing a bit of detachment and nobility.
"Master Bishamon, is this a success?"
The woman shrouded in black gauze spoke softly, with a somewhat probing look in her bright eyes.
She could indeed feel the inexplicable respect that came from her heart.
"Emperor Huanglong of Eastern Wu, I obtained his imperial destiny!"
The young man showed a somewhat domineering smile: "I even obtained the supreme talent of this Soochow overlord! Now I am invincible among the Red Cliff Altar!"
The woman's eyes moved slightly and she said softly: "Master Bishamon, please be careful. After all, there are many talented people here."
"Sorry, I lost my temper a little."
The young man stroked his forehead, and there was a golden light shining between his palms
Above the sky, there is a mighty divine light surging.
The ultimate Gengjin Qi fell from the sky like a peerless sharp blade.
In front of the woman's eyes, there is a yellow dragon hovering in the sky like a god, and a golden god general who is as towering as a hill!
"The Five Elements represent the West, representing Gengjin. The Yellow Dragon, in legend, is the envoy of the gods!"
The young man smiled lightly and said: "The innate magical power of the Eastern Wu Emperor is to use the power of Gengjin to imitate the imperial edict and summon the legendary ancient god general! As long as I am still alive, standing on the earth and the Gang Qi is immortal, then
God generals will never die!!"
As he spoke, he suddenly smiled lightly: "Unless someone can refine the golden god general I created like a Qi Refiner refining a magic weapon! Otherwise, the offensive will be endless."
Wouldn't that mean we have an immortal and supreme army?
The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and she chuckled: "I hope so, but Master Bishamon should be more cautious."
Her words were a bit colder: "After all, the former Emperor of Soochow was defeated by Zhang Wenyuan. Perhaps, someone has obtained Zhang Wenyuan's inheritance?"