Chapter 340 of Volume 2: The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold, the First Battle!
On the battlefield above Tianlan City, nearly a thousand people fought fiercely. As time went by, as the number of deaths increased, incomplete flesh and blood bodies fell from the air. ("")
The scope of this battle should have been narrowed, but instead of that, the scope was even larger, because this is Tianlan City, and the number of barbarians here is unimaginable. This battle in the sky, compared to the entire battlefield, is really
It's just an insignificant small scale.
Moreover, a large number of the Wu clan died, no more than the Barbarians. Because of the home field, warriors continued to come and join. Therefore, although the number of Wu clan members was getting smaller and smaller, the scale of the battle was somewhat expanded.
But the war here is just a part of this small-scale battle. The focus is not here, but in the black mist at the top. At this moment, in the black mist, four tall beasts appeared in the room with roaring explosions.
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Those four barbarian statues are clearly four powerful barbarian souls belonging to the barbarian tribe. They belong to them. The barbaric statues seem to be insubstantial and somewhat illusory, as if they can be dispersed by the wind, but this is just imagination.
The Barbarian Soul Realm can condense the Savage Image. This ability makes the Barbarian Soul Realm so powerful that no bone sacrifice can resist it. The only one who can kill the Barbarian Soul Realm is the Barbarian Soul Realm in everyone's consciousness.
The battle in the black mist reached its most intense level, and the battle between barbarian witches in the mid-air below was coming to an end. The witch clans were dying one after another, and the ferocious beasts summoned by them were also dying.
Falling down one by one.
Su Ming's clothes turned into blood color. At first glance, although it can be seen that the original color is not red, you can still feel the shocking killing and madness brought by the clothes.
Especially in Su Ming's eyes, the calm left eye and the blood-red right eye, the long hair that was not black, fluttering, the green sword light surrounding him, and following behind him, a man with a bloody face and ragged clothes.
puppet.
This almost became a strange figure that everyone noticed in this small-scale battle. ("")
Because wherever this figure passes, no matter what the cultivation level of the witch clan is, they will all die miserably. Even the central witches of the witch clan often have their wrist bracelets turn into black energy when this figure raises its right hand.
Surrounded by wind, it is impossible to escape death.
It was an almost invincible aura, an evil aura formed after killing too many people. A large number of souls seemed to be condensed on the bloody clothes, causing Su Ming to whimper and roar as he walked.
around.
Many people remember this figure on this day, not only for his invincible momentum, but also because his appearance often saved a life, a life belonging to the barbarian tribe.
He seemed to be used to silence. On this battlefield, Su Ming did not roar or laugh arrogantly. He kept silent and kept killing. At this moment, Su Ming's body appeared in front of a witch clan. That witch clan
As soon as the man saw Su Ming, his expression suddenly changed, and he retreated hastily. He saw with his own eyes that Su Ming made three moves, and each time his side died, and among the three people who died, one of them was comparable to
The central witch in the middle stage of bone sacrifice!
But as soon as this man from the witch clan took three steps back, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up. Behind him, Su Ming appeared like a ghost. With a cold sword, he turned around and left. The puppet behind him and Feng Yinxiao took action.
Su Ming walked in this battlefield, killing all the way. He didn't know how many people he had killed. The armor of the god general on his body had collapsed several times. Even with the formation defense, it was still like this.
The armor that appeared again at this moment was unable to form an internal formation. Although its protective power was weakened, Su Ming's evil spirit was remembered on this battlefield, comparable to invisible armor.
He has swallowed medicine many times so that he can persevere. Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to maintain himself on this kind of battlefield where he is not fighting alone.
Fortunately, Su Ming had prepared a lot of medicine. At this moment, he appeared behind a Wu Clan man and slammed his body backwards, smashing the already seriously injured Wu Clan man into pieces. Su Ming was about to
He left, but his steps suddenly stopped.
He slowly turned his head and looked at a person hundreds of feet away on the battlefield. ""
This man looked to be in his thirties, with his upper body naked and his body covered in blood, giving off a strong and sturdy look. He was a member of the witch clan!
He was grabbing the body of a large barbarian man and biting his neck, as if sucking blood. The blood flowed down the man's body and dripped from the corners of the man's mouth.
His eyes were looking at Su Ming coldly. He lifted his head from the neck of the big man he was holding, and pulled the head of the barbarian man away from his body. He raised the head so that the water dripping from it
Blood fell into the man's mouth.
Su Ming knew the dead barbarian man. He was Zhang Tianta's former companion, the indifferent man who was the first to say welcome words to Su Ming.
Even until this man died, his eyes were still cold.
Su Ming looked at this scene, watching the man from the witch clan pointing his left hand at himself, licking his lips as if he said something, but the words were hidden in the sound of fighting, and Su Ming could not hear it.
But he could see the intention of this man from the Witch Clan, because the man threw down his head and suddenly stepped towards Su Ming. His speed was not slow, as if a strong wind had been set off, and he rushed straight towards Su Ming.
As he walked forward, a large shadow appeared behind him, and each one of them clearly represented the barbarians he had killed. One of them was Zhang Tianta's companion.
There were no less than twenty of these figures, lingering around, accompanying this person like a ghost, approaching Su Ming.
"Psychic medium..." Su Ming's pupils shrank, and he stepped forward, setting off an even stronger gust of wind that swept in all directions and headed straight for the man.
The distance between the two people got closer and closer. After a while, when they were close to each other, a fight broke out. When the man took action, a large number of innocent souls roared towards him. Some of these innocent souls were from barbarians and witches!
There is not one battle place like Su Ming's on this battlefield, but dozens of them. However, all those witch clansmen who are still alive are surprisingly psychic!!
If a psychic is placed in a place where there are not many dead people, their combat effectiveness will be limited, but if it is on the battlefield, after many people die, the psychic will become extremely powerful.
This is the Wu clan’s unique method of warfare!
The sound of roaring echoed on the battlefield. A moment later, when everyone was fighting, the black fog in the sky suddenly seemed to be torn apart by life, as if a pair of invisible hands tore away the fog in the sky. During the roar,
, but saw that the dragon's whole body exploded, and in the shrill roar, it turned into a large piece of blood mist, rolling up the three old men of the Wu Clan with the same appearance, and headed straight towards the land of the Wu Clan like blood escape.
When two of the four strong men belonging to Tianlan City were about to pursue them, the middle-aged man on the side raised his hand with a solemn expression to stop them.
"Fellow tribe members, please do not pursue... Although the Wu Clan's goal is to enter the Barbarian Clan, the prerequisite is to destroy Tianlan City and occupy it. Otherwise, the upper-level old monsters of the Wu Clan will hesitate if they are allowed to enter.
In addition, something is wrong with this matter. The Witch Clan's Desperate Realm Sichen can only carry out such a teleportation every six months. Why did only three ultimate witches and one sub-holy beast appear...
According to the plan and prediction, plus some intelligence, the Wu Clan only has a pair of desperate Sichen. Only with this opportunity, they will dispatch stronger forces. Our Tianlan City has also made careful preparations for this.
But now, the prey cannot be released and cannot be used..." The middle-aged man frowned.
"You mean they deliberately lured us into pursuit?" A hunchbacked old man among the four old wild soul monsters on the side said hoarsely.
"This matter..." The middle-aged man was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed drastically. Along with the change in expression, there were three other old men, because at this moment, on the huge battlefield outside Lan City, where
While the sounds of fighting continued, the same cracks that had appeared above Tianlan City before appeared in five positions in the sky!
If that's all, behind Tianlan City, in the area that belongs to the barbarians, there are cracks in the sky again at this moment, not one, but two!
Two huge cracks, plus five cracks in the sky of the Wu clan, flashed at the same time!
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became gloomy. He swayed and ran straight down.
"I'm sorry for you three of the barbarian witch clan cracks!" The middle-aged man's voice was still echoing. His body flashed dozens of times in the fighting crowd below. Every time it flickered, a witch clan spirit appeared.
When the middle-aged man appeared next to him, no matter what spells he cast or how powerful his magical powers were, he pierced his eyebrows with one finger and died.
This middle-aged man was so fast that he appeared beside Su Ming in a blink of an eye. But the moment he appeared, the man from the Wu clan who was fighting with Su Ming spurted out blood and his body was torn apart. This was not the middle-aged man.
It was the man who caused it, but Su Ming slowly lowered his right index finger at this moment, which was a stroke of grief.
Su Ming's face was pale and his breathing was rapid. Only he knew the danger of this battle.
The middle-aged man glanced at Su Ming, nodded, and disappeared. A moment later, when his body appeared in the air, all the Witch Clan mediums on the battlefield died.
"You, you, and you...the seven of you will follow me, and the rest will go to the battlefield there!" The middle-aged man pointed at the crack that appeared in the barbarian land in the distance.
Following his finger, the crowds around him immediately roared up and headed straight for the two cracks, led by the three powerful wild souls in the sky.
There were more people flying out from Tianlan City to join in, and two old men in white also got up. As they walked forward, the void beneath their feet shook, and there were strange figures behind them. These two people also appeared.
In the early stage of Barbarian Soul, the two of them flew into the sky, hugged each other's fists with the three people before them, and walked away solemnly at the same time.
Su Ming didn't move, because he was one of the seven people the middle-aged man pointed out!
"The performance of the seven of you is the best in the battle just now. I have seen others, but you are a bit unfamiliar. What is your name, and which tribe or sect you come from?" The middle-aged man's eyes were like lightning, looking at the seven who were left behind.