"Everyone!" The roc bird under the female emperor's body burst with electricity, directly above the cold beast army.
Her stern voice was extremely penetrating. She turned around suddenly and pointed at the giant charred arrow: "Wind!"
"叏lvlv~"
"唏伦!" Countless wind-scarred horses stamped their hooves and neighed loudly.
Demonic skill·little wind blows!
A small gust of wind is nothing to Ember's Arrow.
But what about a thousand little winds blowing?
These cold beast legions that broke out of the base camp are not just some random army.
500 Han tribe members, 1,000 wind scarred horses, plus 500 electric little stars!
What is this concept?
One person and two riders, and each person is protected by an electric star!
Under normal circumstances, a Han tribe member can control 3 cold beasts of the same level as himself.
If the Han tribe controls a cold beast that is one level higher than itself, it is best to use the 1+1 mode.
The Beishan Emperor who was stationed at the alpine pasture is the best example.
As a sixth-level imperial minister, he controlled 1 seventh-level demon saint, plus 1 sixth-level demon emperor lily of the valley.
In other words, the Han Legion arrayed on the open grassland at this moment has already reached its full troop configuration!
It can be seen that the soldiers of the Han tribe hate Yang Qingqing, a human who suddenly appeared and charged into the camp!
Not only were the two emperors chasing him, but a team of elite soldiers followed closely to avoid any possibility of the other party escaping.
Facts have proved that the Han Clan Corps’ judgment was correct.
Yang Qingqing, a powerful human race, really has helpers, and he exploded as soon as he appeared!
"Huh~"
"Hoo!!!" Thousands of violent little winds blew, which had already undergone a qualitative change and turned into a terrifying storm.
The forward momentum of the Ember Arrow suddenly dropped, and the endless flames it spread suddenly floated backwards.
Along with it, the calamity arrow covered in gray fire was also soaked in red flames.
"Huh." Seeing the speed of the arrows all over the sky slowing down, the empress snorted coldly.
She reached down her big hand and stroked the bird's head under her knees: "Blast it to pieces!"
"唳~~~"
The roc flapped its wings and hovered above and behind the thousand-man cavalry regiment, and an electric current filled the air again.
Demon Technique·Thunderbird Thousand Attacks!
In an instant, thousands of thunderbirds appeared and plunged into the fierce storm.
Thunder borrows the wind?
In special circumstances, it is indeed possible.
The densely packed thunder and lightning birds, driven by the strong wind, had an astonishing momentum, bombarding the sky with fire arrows.
"Boom!"
"Rumble"
Thousands of calamity arrows were bombarded by thousands of birds, and were knocked back one after another in the terrifying storm.
And the huge blackened Ember Arrow received the Thunderbird's attention.
"That's all." Nanshan's female emperor's face was cold and her posture was proud.
What happened to the Holy Soldier?
What about 2 holy weapons?
This emperor leads hundreds of soldiers, thousands of cold beasts, and beneath him is the arrogant Demon Saint Lei Yunpeng.
Do you still want to rush into battle?
"hiss"
"Roar!!!" The Han people roared one after another with overwhelming momentum!
For a moment, the female emperor's posture became even more scornful, and she even glanced at the male emperor from a distance.
The male emperor of Xishan looked a little ugly, and he had to admit that he was indeed shocked.
There is no way, these thousands of arrows are coming so fiercely that anyone who sees them will secretly feel heartbroken.
It is understandable that the male emperor wants to avoid his sharp edge.
But at this moment, the two holy weapons returned in despair. Only the Han tribe's soldiers and horses roared like a tsunami, and then I thought of the scene where I had just fled in a hurry.
The male emperor's face only felt burning pain.
Of course, the soldiers under his command did not dare to say anything.
But the cold and playful look in the female emperor's eyes made the male emperor's mentality explode!
But more than a thousand meters away, Du Yu was holding the bloody man in his arms, his expression very gloomy.
He communicated in his mind: "Come back first, regroup, and fight again!"
"Nai~" Bai Yujing fell quietly and stood behind Du Yu, looking at the woman's blood-stained face on his master's shoulder.
Involuntarily, Bai Yujing's eyes showed a hint of distress.
She lowered her deer head, stuck out the tip of her pink tongue, and gently licked the woman's face.
It's rare that Bai Yujing doesn't mind being dirty.
Yang Qingqing's eyes were soft, she raised her palm and gently stroked the snow-white deer's head.
Immediately, the woman's palm froze. What did she see?
His eyes passed over Bai Yujing's side, and he saw a figure running fast in the distance!
"Han Clan." Yang Qingqing said in a deep voice.
"That is my slave, the Beishan Emperor. I call him the Emperor's slave." Du Yu also knew what Yang Qingqing was talking about.
He picked up the woman's graceful body and raised his hand upward.
Bai Yujing understood this and quickly knelt down.
Not everyone can ride the 3-meter-high Chenling Deer, and the threshold is very high.
Du Yu put Qingshi on Bai Yujing's back and straightened her dirty, blood-stained skirt.
It is hard to imagine that in front of the two armies, during the decisive battle, he would actually make such an action.
"Cinnabar red?" Yang Qingqing lowered her head and watched her disciple carefully arrange the hem of her skirt.
As a master, she should have reminded her disciples to focus on the battlefield and not be distracted.
But Du Yu showed an indescribable confidence in his movements.
Even though the two holy soldiers suffered setbacks one after another.
But Du Yu was not discouraged or panicked, as if nothing had happened.
Du Yu whispered: "Since we can't attack, then disintegrate the enemy army from within!"
With that said, Du Yu got on his back and sat down in front of Qingshi: "Kill towards the emperor's slave, control your speed, don't really catch up."
"Nai~" Bai Yujing stood up and took a step forward. After Master Ren Qing took back the Forbidden City, he immediately ran out.
"Whoosh!"
Du Yu drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and a red fire arrow pierced the fleeing figure far away to the side.
"Ahhhh!!!" Emperor Nu roared angrily, tilted his body, dodged the arrows, and yelled something at the army in the distance.
"North Hill?"
"North?!" Above the Cold Beast Army Formation, two imperial ministers riding the Demon Saint Dapeng thought they were dazzled.
Why did the Beishan Emperor who was stationed at the ranch appear here?
But it was him, yes.
The appearance of the Beishan Emperor is the label of a high mountain pasture. No Han people dare to use such a skin.
Under the rain, fire arrows flew rapidly and shot at the emperor's slave.
Furthermore, the two dejected holy soldiers from before were killing in the direction of the Emperor Slave.
The empress' face suddenly became stiff.
"Crack!" Suddenly there was a sound of thunder and lightning exploding in the sky.
The female emperor turned around and saw that the male emperor of Xishan was controlling Lei Yunpeng, turning it into a large current.
Is he going to regain the face he lost before in front of the Han Clan army?
may be.
Perhaps the male emperor had already figured out the strength of the two holy weapons and saw the speed of the holy weapons, so he dared to come to the rescue.
What’s more, there is no doubt that life-saving grace is a great kindness!
"Boom!"
With just a violent roar, the male emperor controlled Lei Yunpeng and arrived behind the two holy arrows.
Facing the two arrow tails, Lei Yunpeng neighed again: "唳~~~"
In an instant, a torrent of thunder and lightning surged out.
Male emperors and ministers would never dare to block the enemy head-on, and would only flee in panic.
Chasing the defeated general, the male emperor's minister marched forward bravely and took the lead in the charge!
In an instant, the two holy arrows were disturbed by the current, flying and spinning.
"Hoo!" Ember's arrow suddenly became on fire, and he suddenly turned the arrow tip.
In comparison, the Arrow of Tribulation was more obedient. Although its body was slightly cracked by the electric current, it was not a serious problem. It also tried its best to adjust its angle and continued to rush in the direction of its master.
"hiss"
"Roar!!!" The Han Clan army didn't care about so many people. Seeing their leader showing off his power, they immediately started shouting.
Face, dignity, aren't they all back now?
"Charge!" The male emperor slapped the bird's head. He still did not confront Jin Zhi's arrow, but went straight to the fleeing Beishan emperor.
"Whoosh~whoosh~" Several fire arrows were dodged by the emperor slave.
"Speed up and challenge him!" Du Yu clamped his legs tightly on the deer's belly.
Mist sprayed from Bai Yujing's feet.
Cold Jade·Dust Mist Flash!
"Nai!!!" The snow-white antlers slammed into the emperor's slave, and the snow-white antlers lifted the emperor's slave into the sky.
"Ding~" The cold shirt trembled slightly, obviously not being smashed by this ordinary corner.
At the same time, Du Yu drew his bow and arrow again and murmured: "Hit."
The little Fenyang in the body held the demon fire, and passed the fluttering flames with his small hand: "Center."
"Bah!"
This fire arrow flew rapidly, hitting the Emperor's slave spinning randomly in the air, and the tip of the arrow pierced his back lightly.
This scene is not normal. You must know that the cold robe on Emperor Nu's body has not been broken.
But the tip of the arrow can penetrate his body, unless
Emperor Nu took the initiative to cancel his shirt!
"Stop!" The male emperor's face was startled, realizing that Lei Yunpeng, who was diving at extremely fast speed, was about to hit the Beishan emperor.
"Stop, stop!" Likewise, Emperor Slave also roared loudly, ordering Lei Yunpeng to stop sprinting.
The two imperial ministers spoke at the same time, but they shocked Demon Saint Lei Yunpeng quite a bit.
I saw the electric current dissipating all over Lei Yunpeng's body, spreading a pair of wings, and his forward momentum suddenly dropped.
"Let's go!" The male emperor's minister grabbed the emperor's slave and didn't care much anymore. After all, the holy arrows were already chasing him from behind.
There was a muffled sound of "dong"!
As soon as the emperor's slave landed on the bird's head, he swept the Xishan emperor's ministers flying down with a whip kick.
Male Emperor:???
While flying backwards, he grabbed forward randomly: "You"
The emperor's slave ignored him at all, knelt on the bird's head, and shouted sternly: "Let's go back to the army camp, Lei Peng is thousands of miles away!"
"Kick him away! Don't listen to him! Come and pick me up!" The male emperor's voice became more and more distant, and his shouts were heartbreaking.
"Snapped!"
The emperor's slave slapped the bird's head again: "Listen to the order! Return to the army camp!"
Not only did Di Nu speak fast, but he also kept repeating it.
Compared with the male emperor's voice that was getting farther and farther away, the countless whispers of the emperor's slaves soon filled the mind of Demon Saint Lei Yunpeng.
"唳~~~"
Electricity flashed and Lei Yunpeng quickly shuttled away.
With a muffled sound of "boom", the male emperor of Xishan hit the grassland hard, creating a deep pit.
The cold beast army looked stunned, and the female emperor's face was even more ashen!
What's the meaning?
Did the Beishan emperor rebel?
No, this is impossible!
How could the subjects of the Netherfrost Sacred Tree rebel?
How could a dignified imperial minister condescend to join the lowly human camp?
So the emperor of Beishan went crazy and didn't care about anything in order to escape for his life?
On the back of the immortal deer, Du Yu jumped up and down directly from the deer.
From a distance, his gloomy words could be heard: "It's yours, Qingshi."
Yang Qingqing turned around and saw Du Yu rolling on the ground, getting up without exerting his strength, and then raising his hands high.
The Arrow of Ember and the Arrow of Tribulation immediately changed directions and headed straight for Du Yu's wrist.
Yang Qingqing's eyes were sharp, and she raised antlers lightly with one hand: "Mountain Fire, is it okay?"
"No!" Bai Yujing followed the hostess's order and flew high.
"Buzz~" The woman's right wrist trembled slightly, and bursts of fire demon breath surged.
Inside the Daling Cave, there was a broken Shanhuo knife, which ignited with raging flames.
Its body was covered with broken lines, and there were several nicks on the blade. It was in a very miserable state, as if it could not withstand any wind or rain.
But even so, facing the call of its master, Shanhuo Dao still responded!
"call!"
Flames surged out, and Yang Qingqing's tiny human palm pressed on the handle of the giant knife.
Bai Yujing felt something in her heart and immediately flew higher.
The huge blade, which was 86 meters long, pointed vertically downwards. The tip of the blade carved a deep mark on the grassland and shed endless flames.
"Buzz!!!"
Suddenly, the mountain fire knife trembled again!
The Shanhuo Knife was created with the mentality of going to death. If it is broken, it must be broken in front of the owner.
But after coming out, Shanhuodao realized it.
This is indeed a battle, but it is not a battle to the death.
Not only that, the person in the pit ahead is actually his life and death enemy!?
"Stop, stop!" The male emperor climbed out of the pit, looked at Bai Yujing flying high in the sky, and shouted angrily.
Yang Qingqing's face was sharp, the sword in her hand was so hot, and her beautiful eyes were so cold!
"Huh~"
The beautiful fairy deer flew past eighty meters in the air. The long mountain fire blade connected the sky and the earth, and the tip of the blade penetrated deep into the ground, killing the emperor and ministers of the Western Mountain.
"Stop!" The male emperor's feet collapsed and he suddenly jumped to the side.
"Nai!" Bai Yujing shook his head vigorously.
No, no, no~
I just won't stop!
The spiritual energy filled in Du Yu's body is Bai Yujing's amulet.
But without Du Yu and the Qingshi, she was also gifted with majestic and pure spiritual energy by the tree of gods, which was also in the Shenfeng acupoint!
"Ahhh!" The male emperor was shocked and angry, almost going crazy.
As a body refiner, the various attributes of his body explode at extremely fast speeds.
What a coincidence,
The Chenling Deer clan exploded at the same speed!
Yang Qingqing encourages the deer to fly high, holds the sword as a pen, and paints on the earth.
Endless flames spread across the grassland, and the ignited male emperor fled desperately, pursued by sharp blades from behind.
"Crash!"
The sound of the cold shirt bursting was loud!
The sharp mountain fire blade passed by the male emperor's calf.
Yang Qingqing held the antlers in one hand and turned slightly, letting the mount hover in the air.
She held the Mountain Fire Knife in her other hand, lit up the sharp blade, and slashed away!
"Ah! Ahhhh!" The male emperor's screams could be heard endlessly.
Gouge out the heart with a big knife!
No, in contrast to the size of Han Clan and Shanhuo Knife, what Yang Qingqing was gouging out was not the heart.
What she was gouging out was the entire Xishan Emperor!
"Buzz!!!"
The Shanhuo Knife exploded completely, and flames shot into the sky.
Slash the enemies with your hands, crush them and chop them into pieces!
The boundless anger has never been vented so completely!
Its broken blade, covered with cracks and cracks, has a tendency to heal slightly due to changes in its mood?
Yang Qingqing's eyes were sharp, she raised her hand that was pressing on the handle of the knife, and chopped it down hard.
"Bah!"
The blade of the mountain fire blade pressed against the charred and broken bones, stabbing downwards fiercely.
"Huh." Yang Qingqing exhaled a breath and turned her head to look into the distance.
All this time, thunder and lightning have never interfered with her killing her enemies, because
Thousands of meters away, the Han Clan army exploded!
The two demon saints, Lei Yunpeng, were fighting each other wildly. Arrows were flying all over the sky, and the cold beast army was in chaos.
Yang Qingqing suddenly pulled out the blade, looked ahead, clamped her legs on the deer's belly: "Kill!"