One person, a million troops!

Chen Xiaojun was stunned on the spot.

She had never seen her mother before, and it was Chen Zhuo who pulled her up.

Moreover, Chen Zhuo rarely tells her about his mother. Now he knows that his mother is so powerful.

Immediately, a question emerged in Chen Xiaojun's mind.

Who could have hurt her with such a powerful mother, causing her to die after giving birth to herself, and causing hidden diseases to be hidden in Chen Xiaojun's bones?

Chen Xiaojun wants to ask more.

But now, it is not the time to ask questions.

The soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Army were covered with a star-like white luster, killing all directions.

The Barbarian King's Army suffered numerous casualties and retreated one after another.

"Damn it! Where did this woman come from? Why did she know everything?"

Ji Da roared and grabbed the man beside him who was outlining the pictures and texts with paints, and shouted: "Hurry! Sacrifice to the Demon God!"

The man did not answer, but a hint of sacredness and fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

"Udala Morika...Sanda whispers..."

The sound that was incomprehensible echoed, and the man's body was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"West King, kill him!" Chen Zhuo yelled.

Qiu Hentian's eyes immediately gathered on the man, and he raised the God-casting Sword in his hand and pierced heavily into the ground.

He roared and yelled: "Swords and swords!"

Whoosh!

The invisible and shadowy attack swept across in an instant.

With this man as the center, the air is twisted within ten meters.

The barbarian king Ji Da ignored the man at all. He kept swinging the two axes in his hand, only protecting himself from harm.

Dangdangdangdang...

The sound of gold and iron was loud.

The man who looked like a priest and dozens of barbarian king soldiers around him were strangled into blood mist.

Qiu Hentian let out a muffled groan from his nose, looking proud.

But in the next second, these blood mists suddenly gathered and rushed into the sky, the phantom of the demon god who was besieged by the Suzaku Black Tortoise and the Blue Dragon and White Tiger.

"roar!"

A terrifying roar filled the whole world.

The shadow of the demon god turned red, and it seemed that the whole body had condensed a little, and its already huge body surged again.

Hundred feet!

Like a mountain that is soaring to the sky, the bloody aura emitted from the body swept across everything.

"Click!"

The phantom of the demon god made an ancient sound for the first time, as if traveling through time and space, echoing from ancient times to the present.

In the distance, he led a hundred thousand Suzaku army, covered in blood. Yan Fei, who had just captured Butian Pass, suddenly looked up and saw the shadow of the demon god like a mountain, shocked.

"The Barbarian King Army is crazy!"

Then, there was a lot of worry.

The shadow of the demon god moved!

A pair of tomahawks that were as terrifying as a house as their bodies soared.

The four spirits of the battle formation screamed, and under this attack, they all shattered!

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The soldiers of the four armies all spitted blood at this moment.

Because the spirit of the battle formation was dispersed, they were severely injured!

"It's now, the Barbarian King Army, kill!" Ji Da roared wildly, and two axes flew over. Wherever he went, there would inevitably be bloodstorms, which were so powerful.

"I kill you!"

Chen Zhuo shouted loudly, his body was like lightning, and the ice crystal sword emitted endless cold light, rushing towards him like a meteor.

clang!

A sharp and harsh sound came out, and the eardrums of many barbarian soldiers around him instantly broke, and blood flowed, which made them even more crazy. They were wailing and fighting wildly.

"The Northern King is back!" Xu Yi shouted.

"I want to quit? It's too late!"

Ji Da laughed wildly, and more than a dozen figures rushed out instantly, surrounding Chen Zhuo.

The pressure spreads, and the murderous aura soars into the sky.

These dozen people are all master-level powerhouses, and the minimum cultivation level is all third-grade!

"dad!"

Chen Xiaojun screamed: "Xuanwu Army, Iron Bucket Formation, rush!"

"Can't rush!" Hou Yuanqin yelled on the other side of the battlefield.

The Xuanwu Army is good at defense and defensive counterattacks, with a lack of attack methods and a small number of people. Once it falls into the Barbarian King's army, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving no return.

"White Tiger Army, charge! Save the Northern King!" Qiu Hentian roared wildly.

"Kill!"

The White Tiger Army was not very injured, but at present, they had to fight.

Once Chen Zhuo falls here, it will be a disaster for the entire Tianlong.

Without Chen Zhuo, the northern border will completely lose control. Even if the Barbarian King Army is defeated at Yelang Pass this time, the three kingdoms, such as the hunting country, the cavalry and the ghost, will attack the northern border, and then there will be bloody storms.

"Stop the Western King!"

Xu Yi was very anxious, but it was too late.

The White Tiger Army carried the determination to move forward, with death but not life, and charged forward violently.

For a moment, the barbarian king army was killed and screamed and wailed.

But this is only temporary!

Once the White Tiger Army's charge ends, no one will survive the 100,000 White Tiger Army!

In desperation, Xu Yi had no choice but to fight.

"The Vermilion Bird Army obeys the order and burns blood!"

"Surpriser Bird's Ambition!"

Every Suzaku Army soldier had a firm look in his eyes, and a mouthful of blood gushed, his thumb was stained, and he pressed his eyebrows.

boom……

Red light lingers and flames surging!

"Qinglong Army, burn blood!" Lan Jie also roared wildly at this time.

"Green Dragon Ambition!"

Just like the soldiers of the Suzaku Army, the soldiers of the Qinglong Army also pointed their blood at the center of their eyebrows with their thumbs.

Green light rose up and vigorous vitality spread. On the bodies of the Qinglong Army soldiers, wooden patterns emerged, with great defense and vitality soaring.

"Xuanwu Army, burn blood!"

"Xuanwu Zhi!"

The northern Xuanwu mastered the water, and black air was filled with it. It was originally a hot late July, but the battlefield was covered with ice and white frost, and a biting coldness swept across the world.

On the bodies of the Xuanwu Army soldiers, ice condensed densely, and even the pool of blood on the ground condensed into ice at an extremely fast speed!

The White Tiger Army's rushing momentum has not yet reached its end, but Qiu Hentian is already yelling on the horse's back: "White Tiger Army, burn blood!"

"White Tiger Ambition!"

The spear in the right hand keeps forward, and the thumb in the left hand points to the bloody eyebrows.
To be continued...