Yama Rising Chapter 711: : Hero’s battlefield (3)
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The moment the old monk shot his hand, Die heard his body move, but he still sat back.
It doesn't move because it needs to guard against more important things, such as the longevity sky, such as Temujin, and how to end it in case of an accident. Instead of wasting on the whip of God.
After all, it only had a seven-minute burst.
Once Zhao Yun fails, it must take Qin Ye out of Chonggu County, and control the purgatory red lotus not to spread wildly. It has no extra strength to wipe out these Yin soldiers. Because... once the seven minutes starts, it won't stop. They do not have time for the second week.
"Dissipate..." The ghost fire ignited in the eyes of the old monk, and Liu Changmin's domain seemed useless to him, but the speed was a little slower. But this is not worth mentioning at the supersonic speed of Fujun. One hand has been grabbed onto Liu Changmin's head.
Quick... At a speed beyond the speed of sound, a flash of despair flashed in Liu Changmin's eyes. There was clearly a figure, but it was like a mountain on the top, making him inevitable. But at this critical moment, a fan suddenly blocked the opponent's hand, and with a light tap, the old monk screamed and spewed out a lot of yin air, and the air continued to blast and flew back hundreds of meters.
Hua la la... Ba Siba's figure retreated violently, Yin Qi in Qiqiao erupted like a dance, hands hanging unnaturally on one side, did not answer, but looked at Qin Ye in panic.
The difference...
Authentic bad!
In this kind of battlefield where rabbits rise and fall, there is no time to shock him at all. In the next second, Qin Ye waved his long sleeves, and countless Yin Qi intertwined chains spewed out, stretched infinitely, over the mountains, and flew over the sea of fog. In an instant, all the world he was facing was caught in it. Countless chain vipers submerged into the sea of fog, penetrating through the world, like a big net weaving the world.
Under the net of heaven and earth, there is no escape!
The yin qi is like a rainbow, and the yin qi of the right position is like a mountain like a sea, and the sea of fog is boiling because of it. As Qin Ye pulled hard, the Yin Soldiers all over the hills and plains halted in an instant, and the formations under their feet flickered desperately, but they couldn't resist the mighty power of the mansion.
Qin Ye didn't relax at all. On his arm, the green veins bloomed, and the yin in his body had exploded like a black flower on the other side. He knew very well that tens of thousands of Yin soldiers would not be enough if he wanted to resist a monarch, at least 500,000 troops plus army formation. But the other party now dares to stand here, dare to face him without retreating, dare to stay after knowing that Yan Luo is coming. The other party must have his backing.
This reliance is more than just a military formation.
The reason why he is standing here is to force all the opponent's hole cards, so that the opponent's dependence will never reach the position of the Martyrs' Shrine! He... also has no reservations.
"Get up!!" His temples jumped suddenly, and with his yelling, in the void, above the sea of fog, countless Yin Qi chain viper poked his head out, and electric light and flint shot at all Yin soldiers. But at this moment, a red light hit the sky, and the chain in his sleeve broke every inch under the shining light!
Shu Lala... If the blood day rises, the entire Wuhai mountain top is blood red, it is a seal. The whole body is blood red, free of impurities, and crystal clear. Above the seal, there is a vivid Nine Dragon Swallowing Sun carved. Below is dense Mongolian script.
"Yuan Dynasty Jade Seal!" Standing on Qin Ye's shoulder, Di Ting took a deep breath: "Legend has it that the Ming Dynasty did not find the Yuan Dynasty Jade Seal. And this Fang Jade Seal...is carved from Tibetan blood jade. The blood jade of the earth is different from the blood jade of the Central Plains. It is not like splashing blood, but the whole body is red. It is like a red glow. I did not expect...today I would be fortunate to see... which Ming Emperor's tomb was buried in?"
Yuan Dynasty, an era where too many mysteries and secrets were hidden, no one
The jade seal found, the legendary treasure house... These all disappeared in the long river of history with the destruction of the capital of Yuan Dynasty and the secret burial of an emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. Now... they reappear in history.
Just in front of you.
This is equivalent to Zhu Yuanzhang's resurrection and reopening the Longxing Temple treasure house, and personally manipulate it! Yuxi was also among them, it was the first to appear, in order to defend against Qin Ye's palace, but... it was definitely not the last trump card.
Under the brilliance of Yuxi, these cavalrymen were not destroyed by a single blow, but stood up again with difficulty. At the same time, the golden tent cavalry from all directions began to gather together with Qin Ye as the center. Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly, and he turned into Yin Qi without reluctance, and disappeared.
His figure disappeared, all the Yin soldiers turned their attention away, and then they realized...On the top of the mountain, I don’t know when there was a six-sided fan-like barrier to keep them out. There are dozens on each side. Meters high and hundreds of meters large, the Yin Qi forms a dark barrier to condense outside, like a cage of millions of Yin Ling.
Separated by a wall, outside is the turbulent golden tent cavalry, and inside is the final battlefield. At the moment Qin Ye disappeared, all the cavalry went crazy and tried their best to attack these barriers.
Charging tirelessly, every moment, there are countless golden tent cavalry rushing to the barrier, and then they are shocked out. However... Behind them is an endless army, one after another, as if not knowing the meaning of slack and helplessness.
Above their heads, a rain of arrows like dark clouds rose every minute and every second, carrying red ghost fire, rippling endless ripples on the sky barrier. They opened their bows without turning their heads back. They knew that apart from welcoming the resurrection of Changshengtian, they could not get out of here alive!
"Teacher..." On the side of the biggest king, a man with braids and dragon robes, sitting on the skeletal chariot, staring at the top of the mountain: "We have no time."
Basiba stood beside him, pursing her lips gloomily, and said nothing.
"I can feel... Taizu’s Yin Ling has collided with each other. This battle... If we are not here, although he is Taizu, we are also very clear that facing a Yama, we The odds are not great."
Basiba said with a sullen face: "No one would have expected a Yama-level helper... and no one would have expected Changshengtian to suddenly collapse... Everything... was too sudden."
"So I can't give them time to reflect!" The man squeezed the handrail to death, and the skeleton handrail rattled: "Once we fail...We will all be wiped out...The Hua Guo Jifu will not let us go! So! ...What are you waiting for?"
"Don't even think about keeping the cards." He gritted his teeth and looked at the top of the mountain: "Slow... is death. We are fighting for time with the Huaguo Jifu... For the Yan Luo-level difference, most of our treasures can't get it. It works, it's the only thing that can be used..."
Basiba took a deep breath, and his Adam’s apple moved fiercely: "Understood."
"Two hours."
"The national destiny of the Yuan Dynasty is not long enough, that thing...With our current number of ghosts, at most one hour." He let out a long breath, and a touch of determination appeared in his eyes: "After an hour, if you can't attack it, you... …Go first."
The hands together were trembling slightly. After saying this, Ba Siba raised his eyes, and the ghost fire looked at another place of the army, and there also raised a pair of golden ghost fire pupils.
His eyes met, and everyone heard the sonorous swords in the air. No one is an idiot. In this situation, keeping your hole cards is useless, and cutting the mess with a sharp knife is the way to choose. The sooner they step into the Martyrs’ Shrine, their chances of winning
The bigger! As long as Changshengtian is still alive... they still have hope to go overseas!
The two sides nodded invisibly, and then they lowered their heads, quickly pinched their hands, and chanted quickly.
Almost no one saw, at the end of the army, carrying nine coffins.
It is entirely made of golden nanmu, tied with chains, and a series of talismans are pasted all over the body, almost invisible to the original face. And... this is a Chinese-style rectangular coffin.
As they chanted, the talisman on the coffin fluttered. Black smoke slowly appeared on the talisman paper. And on these talisman papers, the date of inscription was...the four years of Chongning.
This is... a relic of the previous dynasty, which can be so valued by the Yuan Dynasty, without a doubt, it is the treasure of the Song Dynasty!
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Shu Lala... Qin Ye's figure appeared in the desert on the top of the mountain. From here, the fan-shaped barriers that were unfolded seemed to be transparent and could clearly see everything outside. When he appeared, everyone was so scared that they almost jumped up, the youngest one's lips were trembling, if it wasn't for the task, they would have ran aside.
"Want to die?" Qin Ye's gaze ran across everyone like a knife, and now he has no time to worry about their mood. The attack of the Mongolian and Yuan army was like the Yangtze River, from here you can see the ripples of the defense outside. He knew very well that after the initial temptation, after discovering that he could not step into the mountain without relying on extreme power, after seeing the difference between the mansion and the low-level Yincha...
Next, there is a wave of fury!
These remnants of the previous dynasty will try their best to rush here frantically, just to step into the Shrine of the Martyrs!
"If you don't want to die, do your thing!" His gaze swept across the cultivators. Sit in the center of the eyes and meditate with your eyes closed.
There are too few people, and there is no power to attack. Even if you know how crazy the opponent will be next, you can only passively defend.
A minute later, almost all the cultivators opened their eyes and looked at Qin Ye tremblingly. Especially the older cultivators, the fear in their eyes increased a little bit of awe.
Just now, the earth-shaking pull, the chain that covered the sky, once again told them what a badass is. What is Fujun.
"He definitely doesn't look so small..." A man looked at Qin Ye several times before carefully closing his eyes: "A thousand-year old ghost? Or several thousand years? The power of high-ranking evil is too great. It's terrible..."
"There are so many Yin soldiers, there is nothing to do with him..." "Coming and going freely, this is the legendary whip of God..." "When it comes to dealing with ghosts, the sun is still too far away..." "
Just when their minds were complicated, Qin Ye suddenly opened his eyes again and stood up at the same time. Looking out of the sky in amazement. They almost exclaimed in shock.
What's wrong?
Why is the other party so serious? Is it... Is it outside...
Boom! ! Before they could finish thinking about it, a terrifying coercion fell from the sky, almost pressing them on the ground! Everyone took a breath and looked out of the mountain top.
Under the sea of fog, nine golden beams of light rushed straight into the sky, and countless complicated Yin symbols floated up and down among them. Below the sea of fog, nine huge light spots rose slowly, and the corresponding position of the sea of fog was like a fountain. Surging endlessly. And the indestructible barrier, almost at the moment these beams of light appeared, Kakaka was densely covered with numerous cracks!
"This is..." Qin Ye said in a daze. He had never felt such a terrifying pressure. It was not the intensity of Yin Qi, but... a kind of panic-stricken power!