The person who was killed from the vast mountains and forests was no one else, but the Tibetan military commander who was defeated by Wei Qiyi in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. On the 77th day of the 49th, the Qi Qi evolved and took shape again, and the commander came into the world. The Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts was empty except for the old, weak, sick and disabled. After resurrecting from the dead, his memory was blank, and his obsession with liberation deepened. However, after experiencing some setbacks, General Zangbing Town realized his own weakness and did not pursue him rashly. Instead, he marched eastward and wandered all the way. Gather the monsters that emerged at the right time, build your own team, fight back and forth, and gradually grow stronger.
Hard work brings benefits. From the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts to the Lotus Peak, the Tibetan Army Town will temper its soldiers and annex several forces one after another. The more they fight, the stronger they become. The eight hundred seeds led by the ancients were unlucky, and they met on a narrow road. Fortunately, Jiang Liuzi was seriously injured and fell into a coma. The soldiers under his command supported him and evacuated Citian Peak. They were hit hard and very few escaped. The Tibetan soldiers gathered their iron-blooded vitality and rushed towards Wei Shiqi with the momentum of victory, intending to complete their achievements in one battle, break the shackles in the dark, and never be restrained again.
General Wu Zi of Canglan Town was fighting fiercely with Fan Yu, and was surrounded by monster soldiers. He didn't take it seriously, but the appearance of Wei Shiqi made him feel fearful. This kind of fear was different from that of facing the Caohu Lang Sacrifice Gou. His blood was surging and his fighting spirit was high. There was a faint aura on his body that only the general could sense. In this round of bloody battle, not long ago, he killed a member of the general who was recruited into the world due to the abyss. Will!
At the moment of the stalemate, a commotion erupted in the Pingchuan Valley. The monsters in the Valley of Beasts retreated with their tails between their legs, panicking like a bereaved dog and as anxious as a fish that slipped through the net. Sha Taibao led his soldiers in hot pursuit... Looking again, it was wrong. , they threw away their helmets and were so angry that they were not chasing the monsters to chase them, but they were running away like crazy. After a while, Nanming's junior supervisor Da Chun and others appeared at the end of the field of vision, fighting and retreating all the way. Their courage seemed to be taken away by their opponents and they were unwilling to fight to the death.
The one who was staring at them was the three-member town general.
Seventy-two Lotus Peaks have an unprecedented gathering of seven town pillars. In response to the call from the abyss, the seven town generals will engage in a bloody battle. Among them, the three town pillars of Dukong, Zhuanluan and Daqiu have been worshiped for a long time. The town generals failed to specialize on their own. There are people who follow them, but the four pillars of Uighur, Canglan, Huishui, and Nixiang are not deeply infected. The generals have broken free one after another and can act as they please, but they are mysteriously
The one who restrains the other generation is the Lord of the Abyss. The luck of the red sun suppresses the strange energy, and is unable to counterattack, so it can only find another way out. The general of Canglan Town was the most reckless. He failed to attack the general of Dukong Town. He also intervened in the battle of Pingchuan Valley and fought fiercely with Fan Yu. The three generals of Uighur, Huishui and Nixiang Town were one step behind. It was not until both sides fought to the fullest that they could finally fight. Add fuel to the flames and join forces to join the chaos.
The world is in chaos, dragons and snakes are rising together. Only muddy water can nourish big fish. Fight for strength and means. With the three generals of Chuankong Wheel and Daqiu in front, how can they get their turn!
The town generals are good at fighting, and they joined forces with each other to increase their fighting power. They cooperated flawlessly. The young master Nanming tried to summon the shadow of the giant beast several times, but was interrupted by the other party. At the critical moment, the tiger and the tiger could not withstand it. Dachun was covered in blood, his hind legs had been eaten, and he was limping without strength. Brothers Lou Kushan and Lou Kuhe were very responsible, but unfortunately they lacked combat power and could only harass him from the sidelines.
The three towns of Uighur, Huishui, and Nixiang were pushed forward all the way, and rivers of blood and corpses rushed out of the Pingchuan Valley. Seeing tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the distance, they suddenly felt refreshed. A bloody battle is not a battlefield for one person. Gathering monsters, forming an army after a hundred battles, and condensing the iron-blooded vitality are the foundation for a life. These soldiers outside Pingchuan Valley are like pig iron that has been tempered and has become somewhat similar. If they can be collected in their hands, they can Saves a lot of time.
There were generals in front and behind who were eyeing them, but they couldn't hold them back. Wei Shiqi raised the zenith gun and activated the power of thunder and lightning. The monster army was divided on both sides like a tide. Fan Yu was clenching his teeth and fighting hard when he suddenly felt a burst of consciousness. With palpitations in his heart and his hair standing on end, he swung the nine-headed bone stick to block the opponent's heavy blow, rolled to the side, and saw a flash of lightning across the void, penetrating Canglan Zhen's chest and abdomen.
General Canglan Town looked down, only to see a dark spear nailing him to the ground, silver snakes entwined, and thunder patterns extinguishing. There was confusion in his eyes, and he slowly raised his head to look at Wei Shiqiyi Eyes, mouth opened to speak, there was a thunderbolt, and the three thunder and lightning powers of Yimu, Xunfeng, and Five Colors spurted out. The body instantly turned into powder, and the strange energy returned to Zhenzhu. The three generals Uighur, Huishui, and Nixiang stopped in unison. The young master of Nanming took the opportunity to exit Pingchuan Valley. He closed his hands in front of his chest and stimulated his blood vessels. The shadow of a huge beast appeared behind him and opened his bloody mouth. Let out a silent roar.
Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand and the zenith gun fell into his palm.
The pattern was dim and dull, most of the power of thunder and lightning was consumed, and there was not much left. He looked back and saw a group of men and horses appearing outside the canyon. The leader was none other than the Tibetan Army General. He was riding a black smoke with one horn, holding an eight-sided armor-piercing spear, and led his army to attack.
The wind and clouds above the Pingchuan Valley changed color, and the sky became dark for a while. Double stars appeared. Algol was shining brightly, and the ten evil stars were tilted aside. The zenith gun absorbed the star power and star fragments, weighing over the mountains. Wei Shiqi clamped his legs, and the Nine Miasma Beast King stepped on the miasma and rushed down the gentle slope with all his strength. The joints in his body were crackling and stars were shining in his eyes. He staggered and staggered, but he could not bear the weight on his back. The more you run, the slower you run.
The one-horned black smoke shot out with a long hiss like an arrow from a string. The Tibetan soldiers raised their eight-edged armor-piercing spears and stabbed them in the chest. Wei Shiqi raised his zenith spear to parry, the star power was like the Milky Way rewinding, and the hidden soldiers could not control it. The eight-edged armor-piercing spear flew out from his hand, killing a bunch of soldiers like a poisonous dragon, and their morale plummeted. The one-horned Wu Yanzhao opened his big mouth, revealing his dagger-like sharp teeth, and bit hard at the Nine Miasma Beast King. The Beast King was crushed by the power of the star until his bones and tendons became weak, and he couldn't breathe for a while. He managed to deflect the vital part of his throat, and Wei Seventeen pressed down the zenith spear and hit the horse hard on the head. The black smoke cone collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, and threw the general from his back.
Zang Bingzhen landed his feet firmly on the ground, grabbed it with his backhand, and took the eight-edged armor-breaking spear into his palm. His eyes flickered. This time he came with iron-blooded vitality, enough to fight. He didn't want to get off to a bad start, so he fell as soon as they fought. Downwind, unexpectedly. The general is immortal, gets stronger as he fights, and his strange energy changes endlessly. Once he is killed by magical powers, and the next time he comes back from the dead, he will have the means to restrain himself. The opponent does not activate the magical powers of thunder and lightning, but suppresses himself with strength alone. This is the worst situation. No matter how many times you die, your strength will only increase to a certain extent and will not increase suddenly.
Wei Shiqi raised his zenith gun, pointed the tip of the gun at the opponent, and said: "You are the one who died, but you are no longer the one who is resurrected! Fight or surrender?"
The Tibetan Army Commander grunted, took a step forward, used both arms with force, and stabbed the Nine Miasma Beast King with his eight-edged armor-piercing spear. The Beast King's hooves gave way and fell to his knees. Wei Shiqi did not hesitate, and shot him. It flew through the armor and smashed down with another shot, beating the Tibetan soldiers to the point of smoke, and turned into strange energy to return to the pillar. The next moment, Fan Yu led his troops into the canyon, engulfing the enemy like a torrent.
