God's Summoner

Chapter 1342 Gong Gong Resurrection! ! !

The prestige of Qin State is extremely prosperous! ! !

It has been less than 20 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, but Qin's iron cavalry has made countless enemies frightened.

In the past, Li Cunxiao broke through the city with eighteen riders, Guan Yu passed five passes and beheaded six generals, Zhang Fei drove back ten thousand troops with one word, and Lu Bu picked Ding Xin with his spear.

Such great achievements made the Great Qin Empire tower above this land of gods like an insurmountable mountain.

but……

All this, for Zhao Kuangyin, there is no pressure at all.

Because, in the face of absolute numbers, no matter how powerful a country is, no matter how brave a warrior is, there is only one dead end.

Even a strong man like Yang Jian has no strength in front of this tens of millions of troops.Unless you can advance to the realm of saints, you can ignore the gap in numbers.

It's a pity that Qin... has no saints!
Therefore, it is absurd and extremely ridiculous to want to block the pace of the vast puppet army by relying on the power of only a million Qin soldiers and more than a dozen generals.

Not only that, there are many beasts in the southern border, and after the beasts die, they turn into puppet blood beasts, and their bodies are surrounded by blood energy.

When the herd of beasts charged, they carried incomparably terrifying strength and speed. Once they came into contact with the monk's relatively weak body, they could smash the monk to pieces and die in an instant.

Even against Qin Bing with heavy armor, the powerful beasts can knock him out to vomit blood.

In addition, there are millions of corpses on the battlefield. Relying on these millions of corpses, in addition to constructing the bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhao Kuangyin can also resurrect super-strong fighters such as Kuafu, Houyi, and Xingtian.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, there is no way for a mere million Qin soldiers to resolve such a simple, brutal, and direct bloody charge.

As for Ji Kao, hehehe!
No matter how powerful Ji Kao is, he is still only a person after all. Even if he has the aura of the emperor, how can he survive?

This king holds Fuxi Guqin, controls the formation of blood smears, and is not afraid of anyone in the world, let alone Ji Kaohu?

……

High above the sky, Jiang Wenhuan looked at the two armies that were about to collide below, and there was no trace of extra emotion on his face, as if he was extremely calm, as if he was verifying a saying called 'There is nothing more sad than death'.

However, no one noticed that the deepest part of his eyes was filled with strange emotions.

As the king of Donglu, Jiang Wenhuan thinks differently from others.

He knew that in the face of an army of tens of millions of blood, Ji Kao Qin's side would definitely lose.

The only possibility is that Qin will not lose so easily.

But at this moment, even Jiang Wenhuan didn't know whether he wanted Qin Guo to lose, Ji Kao to lose, or Zhao Kuangyin to lose.

Jiang Wenhuan hated Ji Kao to death.

As for Zhao Kuangyin, Jiang Wenhuan didn't have too many emotions, he just wanted him...to die! ! !

There is no reason, only for the tragic death of Zhao Kuangyin's 600 million brothers under his command.

Thinking of this, confusion appeared in Jiang Wenhuan's eyes, showing reluctance, reluctance, reluctance, and a trace of determination.

……

"Hoohoho!"

Amidst the endless roar, tens of thousands of blood troops have arrived.

The number of tens of millions is easy to say, and it doesn’t sound like much, but in fact, if it appears in front of your eyes, it will be a dense piece of darkness, which will bring a great sense of oppression and impact to the vision, making people unable to see other things , only the image of the endless blood beast crashing into his mind remained in his eyes.

Moreover, with the gallop, the momentum of the blood army did not weaken at all, but because of the acceleration, the charge became more powerful.

The waves formed by their blood-colored bodies are like a monstrous tsunami that has never been recorded in human history. They are going to crash everything and tear up everything that stands in front of them.

On the other side of the blood army, there was silence.

Millions of Qin soldiers held sharp knives and formed a wall under the leadership of generals from all sides.

The sharp blade reflected blood light, and the armor was connected into one piece, like a rock blocking the tsunami.

at last……

The tsunami and the reef collided together.

"boom!!!"

Amidst the terrifying roar, the blood army tsunami crushed over, hit the top of the reef, and then shattered into blood foam, pouring down.

In the sound of the impact, accompanied by the hissing of the horse, the breaking of bones, the shattering of the body, and the passing of life.

In just the first round of collision, [-] Qin soldiers died, and [-] blood troops were shattered.

but……

No matter how dire the situation in front was, Qin Bing behind was still charging with a blank expression.

Perhaps, in their view, today's mission is... to die.

Send the enemy to die, and send yourself to die! ! !
……

Hearing the crackling sound on the battlefield below, Zhao Kuangyin smiled.

For thousands of years, he had never been this happy.

However, for a ruthless person like him, even if he is happy, it won't take too long.

Therefore, after smiling slightly and expressing cruelty, all his attention was already placed on Fuxiqin.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

A brief sound of the piano sounded, and the sea of ​​blood continued to surge, and countless corpses were sucked up, and then gathered on the twelve blood pillars.

In just an instant, the roar in the blood column became stronger and stronger, and the huge figures became more and more clear.

"Clearly!"

The sound of the piano became more and more dense, and Zhao Kuangyin's remaining six fingers kept picking, twisting and pressing on the strings in the air, moving like lightning.

However, although Zhao Kuangyin is powerful and has the blood-smeared array, the power required to resurrect the twelve ancestor witches is too powerful.

As a result, Zhao Kuangyin's broken finger was broken again, and blood can be seen faintly.

Ten fingers connected to heart, Zhao Kuangyin was in great pain at this time.

However, how can a strong man who has cruelly turned himself into a lifelong cripple be afraid of pain?

Pain will only excite him and drive him crazy! ! !

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the mottled blood turned into a flowing blood, which flew up in the air and landed on the Fuxi Qin, blending with the amber body of the piano, it was very beautiful.

Perhaps because of the absorption of blood, the trembling of the strings suddenly intensified, so the sound from the strings became more and more high-pitched and sharp.

At the same time, the huge figures inside the twelve beams of light became clearer and clearer, and their roars became deeper and harsher.

"Roar!"

at last……

When a roar that shocked the world sounded again, another twelve ancestor witches were forcibly resurrected.

Looking around, the revived Ancestral Witch, with a python head and a human body, covered with black scales, stepped on a black dragon, and wrapped his hands in a green python, is exactly... the Ancestral Witch of the Northern Water, Gonggong! ! !

"Roar!"

Working together, roaring and shocking.

After a thousand years of tragic death, the pleasure brought by his resurrection made his roar directly shake a sound wave visible to the naked eye, shattering tens of thousands of puppet blood beasts in the charge.

With broken limbs and broken bones, and blood splashing everywhere, those shattered blood beasts piled up into a hill of flesh and blood. One can imagine how terrifying this Zuwu Gonggong is.

　ps: The second update! ! !

　　
　
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