The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 122: Ripples of diffusion (1)
Looking down from a high altitude, with the imperial mausoleum of the Qin Huan Dynasty as the center, two mighty human dragons collided together.
With a radius of hundreds of miles, millions of troops rushed and fought brutally. The sounds of weapons colliding, armor cracking, bowstrings roaring crazily, dying people crying and begging, the turbid sound waves mingled together and turned into a cloud of mist that went straight to the sky.
Millions of troops are fighting fiercely on the ground, and hundreds and thousands of small teams are mixed together.
In the middle and lower altitudes, tens of thousands of Qi refiners who breathed into the thunder realm leaped hundreds of feet into the air, cursing and screaming frantically, and smashed into a mass.
High in the sky, hundreds of military commanders who had reached the peak level did not care about the casualties of the troops on the ground. The death of the seventh prince of the Xiayou Kingdom, the death of Hao Wuxi of the Haoyue Kingdom, and the deaths of the two important commanders made them lose their minds and become complete beasts.
Occasionally, a frenzied general will strike the ground from a high altitude, and within a radius of tens of feet on the ground, a large number of low-ranking soldiers will scream and be blasted into a puddle of fleshy blood.
From time to time, high-ranking generals are beheaded, and they have cultivated to their level. Their physical strength is as strong as a dragon, and their bodies are also extremely powerful, reaching the point of being absolutely extraordinary. A drop of their blood is as heavy as lead and mercury. The beheaded generals were covered in blood like a fountain, and a large amount of blood was sprinkled from the sky, and the blood was even sprayed for several miles. It was really like a Milky Way rewinding, and heavy blood was sprinkled on a large group of soldiers.
These soldiers were just ordinary mortals, and they were splashed with such heavy blood from high altitude, as if countless iron bullets had hit them. The beating left them riddled with holes, and their internal organs were smashed to pieces by the heavy blood.
The corpses of those generals fell from the sky, just like a mountain fell, the earth was shaken when it hit the ground, and huge holes were opened in the ground.
The collapse of the imperial tombs is still going on, one after another the imperial tombs of the former emperors of the Qin Huan Kingdom slowly sank deeper into the ground. The fighting and fighting on the ground caused the imperial mausoleum to sink faster and larger, and the ground with a radius of thousands of miles was shaking violently.
Countless soldiers were killed and wounded, and blood flowed like rivers. Gradually, a small pool of blood gathered in the depression on the ground.
The two magic weapons specially left by Yin Xuege floated on the battlefield. They radiate dazzling light and release powerful vitality fluctuations, attracting everyone's attention.
They are like two pieces of rotten meat, attracting countless greedy eyes like flies.
There are at least twenty generals whose strength has reached the peak level of Qi refiners, fighting around the two magic weapons. They are greedier than ordinary soldiers. A hundred times hotter than ordinary generals.
Ordinary soldiers and generals. There is no right to touch such a treasure.
The highest commanders of the two countries have died in battle. The Seventh Prince and Hao Wuxi all went to meet their ancestors. These high-ranking generals have a high status and great power. In the two ** teams, no one can restrain them anymore.
As long as they grab a treasure, their personal strength can be greatly improved. As long as they refine these treasures, this is their spoils of war. Even if a more senior general descends from the air, there is no reason for them to hand over these treasures.
So, kill it, kill it without risking your life.
With countless human lives to forge brilliant military exploits, and with countless blood to stain the earth red, human life and blood paved a ladder, allowing them to approach these two alluring treasures step by step.
Yin Xuege led Blood Wolf Lord and his party, standing in the wilderness far away, looking at the chaotic and turbulent battlefield here. The monstrous evil spirit can still be heard clearly even hundreds of miles away.
Those high-ranking generals were fighting each other in the high air, and the sound of the colliding elements turned into thunder. On the battlefield, they couldn't hear the sound of their Yuanli colliding, these sounds had been traveling hundreds of miles away, and then suddenly broke out.
Rolling thunder shook the clouds in the sky, and there was no cloud within hundreds of miles.
Occasionally, there will be a piercing tearing sound amidst the thunder, it is the body of a defeated person being forcibly torn apart by a magic weapon. Qi refiners at the peak level have the power of giant dragons, and their muscles and bones are very strong. When their bodies are cut open, it's like hundreds of layers of old cowhide being ripped off, and the sound is extremely harsh.
"Bleeding all over the place."
The Blood Wolf Lord ignored his painted skin, and licked his nose vigorously with his long tongue.
The qi and blood in his body were like a dragon, rolling like a tsunami crazily. He had just beheaded tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Haoyue Kingdom, and his physical endurance had reached its limit. Without the long time of several months to digest and absorb, he could no longer swallow a little bit of blood.
Watching countless blood essence wasted on the ground like this, Lord Xuelang's heart ached so much that his eyeballs turned green.
"Two pieces of stinky meat, a bunch of flies. Hey, people, as long as they are people, they are bustling with each other, and the benefits come and go. It's really a dog who can't change it and eat shit!"
Bai Yuzi floated above Yin Xuege's head, and from the perspective of a dragon carp, he severely criticized the inferiority of the entire human race.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, waste, waste."
Yin Xuege also sighed with regret, sweeping across the crazy and chaotic battlefield with her divine sense, watching these scalding blood full of powerful vitality wasted in vain, from a monk's point of view, This is indeed a bit reckless.
So he quickly took out a lot of materials of the most yin attribute collected from underground and foreign lands, and the true fire of his life spurted out. He spent more than an hour in a hurry to refine a support commonly used by ghost monks Sex instrument 'blood bowl'.
The fist-sized blood bowl is crystal clear, as white as snow, and looks like it was carved from top-grade suet jade.
He shook his hands and threw the blood bowl on the ground, and the rapidly spinning blood bowl burrowed into the ground by itself, sensing the direction of the battlefield where the breath of blood was most intense. This blood bowl can hold the blood essence of tens of millions of people, and not a single drop will be wasted.
The blood of these powerful warriors is a hundred times more precious than that of ordinary people.
In the future, it will be an excellent material for refining all kinds of magical weapons, raising various ghosts and spirits, and even refining elixir.
The thick and viscous blood on the battlefield slowly seeped into the sand and stones, and then, like living creatures with spirituality, small blood streams passed through the gaps in the sand and stones, and quickly flowed towards the blood bowl. The blood bowl, which was as white as jade, gradually changed color, and traces of deep red slowly condensed on the bowl body.
A sluggish, boundless and strange grimace emerged on the surface of the blood bowl. He opened his mouth, gulping in the blood that gathered from all directions. All the impurities in the blood plasma were extracted, and a green dark fire burned the impurities, turning them into black smoke. Only the purest blood essence was swallowed into the blood bowl.
On the ground, the battle was like a frenzy. The armies of the Haoyue Kingdom and Xiayou Kingdom had bloodshot eyes, and at the same time exhausted their vitality.
In the fierce battle of just a few hours, the two sides combined lost more than 70% of the millions of troops. Moreover, the horrific attack power of the Qi Refiners determined that these lost soldiers were not even seriously injured, and almost all the lost soldiers died of being smashed to pieces.
The high-pitched war drums, the sharp and piercing horns, the crazy neighing of war horses, and the roaring and roaring of rough warriors.
All the voices became dull and hoarse, the drums were broken, the horns were broken, and the horses knelt on the ground and wept, mourning the death of their master. The soldiers lay torn apart on the ground, their blood was sucked away, and their flesh and blood were integrated with the earth.
Within such a small area and within such a short period of time, over a million people were killed in battle. Yin Xuege could even see countless ghosts floating in the sky. These ghosts with cruel faces and mutilated bodies floated in mid-air, wrapped in thick evil spirits, and let out sharp wailing and cursing sounds of unwillingness.
If it wasn't in the Yuanlu world, Yin Xuege even wanted to recite a sutra of salvation to wash away the strong and cruel resentment on these ghosts.
The smell of blood on the ground and the fierce aura on the battlefield are too strong, and even the power of the law of life and death in the Yuanlu world has been diluted a lot. These ghosts hovered on the battlefield and refused to leave. It was clear that they had been drawn by the ghost power of Yuanlu World, but they stubbornly and tenaciously lingered near the battlefield.
In time, if these ghosts avoid the control of the law of life and death reincarnation, and are nourished by the evil spirit of war, and their hearts are full of resentment, they are likely to become fierce spirits and war ghosts, which is the favorite of ghost monks. type of evil spirit.
More than a million fierce and ferocious war ghosts, placed in the primordial world derived from Yin Xuege's body, can even refine top-level golden fairy weapons, possessing the terrifying power to destroy a starry sky.
If they are allowed to stay here, I am afraid that when they become popular, they will eventually harm the surrounding civilians.
Just when Yin Xuege was hesitating, thinking about whether to take action to get rid of these lingering ghosts, in the western sky, a full moon that had already hung on the top of the mountain suddenly shot out a very thin ray of blue light ~IndoMTL.com~ A faint blue light circled the battlefield, and countless ghosts struggling and screaming in the evil energy froze at the same time. Their entire bodies were shattered by the blue light, and the invisible force of law in the void immediately dragged them into reincarnation.
"Sure enough, the most holy method will not indulge the birth of lonely souls and wild ghosts."
Yin Xuege smiled, in the vast world of Yuanlu, the accumulation of ghosts with a scale of millions of people on a small battlefield will be constantly monitored by the most holy method. As expected, the most holy method is to strictly guard against all kinds of aliens that may cause harm to them.
In a foreign land underground, there are evil ghosts who have accumulated for many years. Their powers and deeds sometimes reach millions of years.
I really don't know how these evil spirits escaped the monitoring of the most holy method when they were born.
The howling wind swept across the battlefield, and behind Yin Xuege, there was the neighing sound of war horses. (to be continued...)
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