Yama Rising - 707

Swipe and lala…The yellow sand on the top of the mountain is full of the cloudy wind, and the desert under the moonlight has the loneliness and atmosphere of the lonely smoke of the desert and the sunset of the long river.

In the dilapidated Shrine of the Martyrs, Zhao Yun was sitting on an abandoned stone. Straighten your hands and place them on an empty scabbard in front. Where the scabbard was in contact with the ground, the extremely complicated Yin Fu quietly radiated out. Slowly crawled across the room.

The wind blew through the empty gaps in the Martyrs’ Shrine, like thousands of ghosts crying. Blowing his black hair flew almost straight.

Under the moonlight, darkness enveloped the mountain like a tide, like the sea before a storm, under the surrounding mountain fog that never dissipated, I don’t know how many Yin soldiers stared here.

The surging killing intent turned this dark night into a dead silence. In the silence of Wan Lai, a second voice suddenly sounded in the Hall of the Martyrs: “Why bother.”

“Even though the children of Changshengtian are brave, they also respect the brave warriors. I can swear to Changshengtian that you will never annihilate your soul. Although I don’t know who you are…but you just have to rely on Benhan. I will let you. The prestige is far from home and abroad!”

“This is my promise to you from the Yuan Taizu known as Genghis Khan in history. You are a rare hero, and a hero is worthy of respect.”

Zhao Yun smiled.

The man who is obviously handsome and cold, smiles but gives people a feeling of spring and rain: “Then you know, how do you think the history books evaluate me?”

“I don’t know.”

Zhao Yun calmly looked at the sky, and there was a fragment of broken tiles where he entered, and a bright moon in the sky was faintly visible. His voice did not show off at all, but only stated the facts: “I have no longevity, only the body has the courage.”

“You are no longer the emperor. If you have entered the Yinsi, you must obey the order of the deceased! I will take care of the underworld. I will arrest the underworld. I will arrest the underworld! The Yinsi takes people and retreats. Do you think it is a joke?”

“Khan, if you violate my China, even if you are far away, you will be punishable, like my Tianwei, although it is difficult to report…Although the underworld is now declining, the capital is the capital of the capital, and the capital is the capital of the underworld!”

The voice was like thunder, but it could not be heard outside the Hall of the Martyrs. It seemed to be speaking to Temujin, more like… it was speaking to the last remnant soul of Changshengtian behind him.

silence.

After a long time, the voice sounded again: “Who doesn’t want to be famous in history? I can do it, you can do it. But with the yellow-mouthed kid just now, can he do it to make your name last forever?”

“Presumptuous!” Zhao Yun cried out, “Sovereign of Hades, are you qualified to discuss it?”

“Very good.” The voice was equally calm: “I Temujin has been in my life, and Bing Feng pointed out that the whole Eurasian trembling under my riding whip. There are not many people who can remember, you are one of them. I hope’God’s You can still laugh when the whip’s horse hooves crush your formation.”

“The gate of Changshengtian will always open to you.”

“Amur Baihu, Chini, Hu Si.”

good luck.

No one spoke anymore.

The air was so hot as to be cold, as if swords were blasting together. Everyone knew that they had already had too many similar conversations. Short and nothing new. However, this is the last time.

The last silence.

The last temptation.

Then…See you at Tuqian!

The remnant soul of Changshengtian couldn’t afford to wait, especially when he found another Yama approaching.

Temujin couldn’t wait. After hundreds of years of suppression, he couldn’t wait to see the sun again.

The Emperor Ming and the national teachers also longed for… longing for their era to re-shroud this land.

Once glorious, the opportunity is right in front of you, how can it be self-contained?

This sea of darkness, at this moment, has reached a boiling point.

As time passed, everyone was making the final preparations. At midnight on the 26th, a slight bell came from nowhere.

“I, we, do we really want to go?” Qin Ye was surrounded by cultivators with yellow and thin faces. Everyone holds a piece of talisman in his hand, with black characters on a red background and extremely complicated lines. Huddled beside Qin Ye and asked tremblingly.

They are not afraid of catching ghosts, and even say they are in their own right. But the premise… is a ghost within the grasp of power.

This level of battle is beyond their consideration at all! Even the most terrifying nightmare has never appeared!

“You don’t need to do it. Take the talisman and sit in the place I specify. If you don’t die, don’t move.” Di listen watched the sudden silence in the mountains. With the sound of swaying dead trees under the mountain fog, he said in a deep voice: “Don’t you want to see, what are you afraid of these past few weeks?”

“But……”

“No but.” Qin Ye said calmly, “No one will come to rescue you. Either you will survive to regain your freedom, or you will die here and bury your bones in the green hills.”

After saying this, he was no longer in the mood to encourage each other, but stared at the bottom of the mountain mist.

Enough has been said in the past few days, and it is useless to grind the gun.

There was a few seconds of silence. Then, countless crows croaked and rushed to the sky, and the mist below squirmed frantically. It is like countless piranhas under the surface of the sea, about to rush out of the boiling ocean, tearing the people on the island to pieces!

“Grumbling…” I don’t know which monk swallowed fiercely. On the top of the mountain where the needle drop could be heard, it should have been very clear. However, the shaking drum instantly swallowed his voice.

The mountain god beats the drums!

Boom boom boom! The fierce drums of war echoed across the mountain. In the next second, the endless sound of horseshoes slowly sounded in all directions.

far away.

It is about thousands of meters to distinguish the position by listening.

a lot of.

Densely dense, like rain falling on the earth, in an endless stream.

The beginning was slow, the rhythmic rain curtain prelude, in less than five seconds, the wild and the eight wilderness were deafening, like the sound of horses hoofs from the thunder of the sky, rumbling over!

There is no yelling.

There was no shouting to kill.

There is only the silent, dead, and repressed army charge! Stormy showers!

Rumble! ! ! If it was just a wave on the surface of the sea just now, it had already turned into a huge wave in an instant, rushing straight to the Jiangxin Island of Ma Shoufeng. The sound of the heaven and the earth breaking, the killing intent that the universe must be flattened, the invisible ghost killing intent burst out in an instant, forming a majestic 10,000-meter vortex around Ma Shoufeng!

If the Huangshan Mountains and the sea of clouds, it is extremely magnificent.

At the peak of the sea of clouds, Qin Ye raised his hand. In the assault of heaven and earth, it is like a torch on the top of a mountain.

Getting closer, the vortex in all directions is getting faster and faster! Just three hundred meters away from the mountain peak in the forefront, the sound of horseshoes had already smashed into the sky, and he suddenly pressed his hand: “Array!!!”

Oh shit! All the cultivators bit their lips, desperately ran to the position where they had been practicing for several days, bit their fingertips, and wiped the talisman with blood.

brush–! There are thousands of rays of light blooming in the talisman, all ascending to the sky, countless complicated talisman hovering out of it like vines, drawn into a picture in the void.

boom–! ! The impact sound that caused the world to temporarily lose its voice instantly engulfed other sounds. Countless ripples bloomed around Ma Shou Peak, which was a sign of countless golden tent cavalry’s undaunted charge.

The rocks pierced through the sky, the stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

I’m coming!

Qin Ye never thought that he would face the golden tent forbidden army, who was famous all over the world and became the whip of God by Europe. However, strangely, now I only feel the blood boiling in my heart. He quietly listened to the sound of horse hooves resounding across the world, one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters…

Two hundred meters!

His hand suddenly pressed: “Open!!”

When the opening word fell, all the cultivators bit their index fingers and put blood on the talisman. Suddenly, the talisman was covered with white light, and the vines stretched out like Yin talisman vines, slowly intertwining in the air, and finally, it turned into a one hundred meters high. Illustration of Lao Tzu riding a bull.

Di listen to the two claws together: “The purple qi comes to the east for 30,000 miles, and the Hanguan has 5,000 words for the first time. Laozi turns three clears in one qi!”

brush–! Laozi rode the bull west, suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and then blew lightly. With an air of ninety thousand li, the mountain-like mist between the peaks instantly disappeared, and everything below was finally fully presented before Qin Ye’s eyes.

cavalry.

Countless cavalry!

Riding a skeletal war horse and wearing jet black armor. At the forefront, there is the Iron Buddha statue like a torrent of steel, and behind it is the scimitar brigade neatly like a PS. Finally…there are countless riders and archers, more than 50,000!

At the feet of every cavalry, the complicated patterns of the longevity sky are shining, and tens of thousands of horses reflect each other, like wildfire stars. Among the endless cavalry, fifteen flags embroidered with the Tenglong banner fluttered in the wind. Those were the fifteen Emperors of the Ming Dynasty in the Yuan Dynasty except Tie Muzhen, all of them at the judge level. And below the banner, there are two yin auras at the level of palace monarchs.

There was the Yuan Dynasty, the ninety-eight national destiny, the fifteenth emperor, and the second national teacher. Now, gather in Ma Shoufeng!

In front of them, there is a thin light curtain, which has been eliminated to the final stage. The upper Yin symbol is indeterminate. And inside…

Nothing!

Ma Shoufeng has three layers of defense.

The outermost layer is this crumbling light curtain, and the innermost layer is the Shrine of the Martyrs. And in the middle…

It’s them.

Eight people and one dog, facing the tens of thousands of golden tents known as the whip of God!

boom! ! In less than five minutes, the knife shines like snow, the flying arrows are like locusts, and countless golden butterflies fly in the air in the last thin light curtain. Tens of thousands of cavalry rushed in like mercury, the suffocating murderous aura and the overcast sky, and the carpet covered the entire hill.

“My God…” “Buddha bless…” “Grass! Hassles!!!” The cultivators were staring at the dark clouds flying in all directions, but no one dared to take a step.

Time seems to be silent at this moment.

Not true silence. It’s the kind of violent storm that is about to pour down, embracing destruction…dead silence.

The killing intent freezes the time, and the Yin Qi rushes into the bullfight. In the midst of this massacre, the first call to kill in history, burst the audience with imperfect Chinese.

“For Tengri!!!”

kill!

I come, I see, I conquer!

The movement is like thunder and anger, and the tranquility is like the condensing light of the river. The cloud vortex charged frantically toward the center, and there was only one person in front of them.

Brush…a bone umbrella slowly propped up, and Qin Ye looked at the cavalry closer and closer, and could even see the sharp blades in their hands. At the moment when it was approaching the range of fifty meters, the whole body’s Yin Qi burst out, forming a circle of dark shock waves sweeping the top of the mountain, and the cavalry in the front was swept upside down!

The prestige of the mansion.

“The bad guys take people, and the messy retreat!!” Qin Ye glared at the tens of thousands of cavalry in front of him: “A group of demons and demons dare to show prestige in front of the monarch?!”

Swipe Lala… Behind a trail of ghosts flashing, there are ghosts with mouths as big as black holes, corpses like zombies, teenagers with bleeding from seven orifices, and…babies that are as dark as ink.

“Kwon Jinghao, Liu Changmin.”

“Subordinates are here.”

“This is not a royal official, it is a rebel.” He waved his hand: “Kill them all! Don’t leave one!”

“Yes!!”

The unformed Hyakki Yexing turned into a boundless wind, roaring and heading towards the cavalry group. At the same time, Qin Ye turned to look at the Martyrs’ Shrine.

Brother Zhao, did you hear that?

There is only so much we can do. Whether you can take that step is up to you in the end.

In the Shrine of the Martyrs, a pair of closed eyes finally slowly opened.

In the next second, the Yin Qi was like, forming a horrible black beam of light, soaring straight into the sky! The whole sky is completely dark! In the next second, countless blood-red eyes opened, nailed to him, and…the two figures were seen.

“Changshan Zhao Zilong is here.” He slowly picked up the scabbard on the ground: “Sweat, can you dare to fight?!”