Barbarian Throne

In Blackwater City, Aldan stood in front of a group of unfinished stone sculptures of heroes. His fingers flew up and down like steel chisels. The stone powder slowly flowed down his hands, and he continued to carve the vivid companions in his heart, those guarding the iron locks. The hero of Guan...

"Ziege, Zongmoluo, Duoxiu, Wu Yue...my old guys..." Aldan Wildhammer's vision was blurred and he murmured: "I was the one who harmed you..."

He tightened his hair and sobbed: "But there is nothing I can do. Southern Xinjiang can't stop it, and the reinforcements from Northern Zhou Dynasty can't stop it at all..."

In front of the Iron Lock Pass, six hundred Black Flag Town barbarians, led by two centenarians, charged towards more than two hundred huge dark-sounding blind beasts without hesitation, which could be described as brutal. From time to time, someone was hit by the sound waves of the Dark Sound Blind Beast, and their bodies exploded, shattering into pieces together with the liger beast under them.

Finally, they rushed to the front of the formation, and there were only about 200 people left out of the 600. They fought hand-to-hand with the Dark Sound Blind Beast. Ziggaro and Zongmoluo took the lead. They were naked and their clothes were blown to pieces by the magic sound. . Sieg punched an oncoming Dark Sound Blind Beast, and the three Behemoths exploded with great force, smashing the Dark Sound Blind Beast into meat paste on the spot. He laughed loudly and said: "Old Man Zong, let's do it again Compete to see who kills more!"

Zong Moro shouted violently, Moro's golden throne's mind was running, his body was shining with golden light, he strode forward, making a clanging sound, like a bronze giant, chopping down the palm of his hand, and smashing the head of a dark sound blind beast. He cut it off abruptly and shouted: "It's useless to kill these dark sound blind beasts. As many as we kill, the dark herder army behind will be summoned. Only by killing them can we relieve the siege!" After that, he jumped up like a golden statue. , and pounced towards the Dark Shepherd Army in the rear.

Sieggarro followed closely, and behind him, more than two hundred Black Flag Town barbarians rushed forward, brandishing their swords and spears, and stabbed at the Dark Sound Blind Beast one after another. The Dark Sound Blind Beast has no eyes and can only rely on sound waves to locate its position. Once they get close, they can't figure out the direction of the enemy, and they fall one after another in a pool of blood.

After the formation, more than two hundred undead archmagisters raised their scepters one after another, and black vortexes appeared on the scene one after another. Demonic scavengers swarmed out of the vortex, and the narrow valley was suddenly filled with large green insects. , from a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​insects, squirming endlessly, crawling forward crazily!

Ziggaro and Zongmoluo had already rushed into the group of undead great magisters, and shot the two great magisters to death. The others turned a blind eye and continued to summon demonic scavengers. By the time they were summoned, Zig and Zongmoluo had killed more than a dozen people. The great undead magisters stopped and suddenly rose into the air, floating in mid-air one by one, driving away the demonic scavengers to continue their attack on Iron Lock Pass. .

These people were at least level 16 undead archmagisters and could fly freely in the air. After they took off, Ziggaro and Zongmoluo couldn't help but gasped at the same time. What greeted them was a dark mass. A sea of ​​people, tens of thousands of Nanming soldiers, surged forward, swamping the two of them in the blink of an eye!

Sieggarro didn't know how many people he had killed and how many injuries he had suffered. In this high-density and high-intensity attack, Longmeng Baoxiang's attack power was extremely powerful and invincible, but he did not become a fighting saint. It is also extremely huge. Zong Moro's Moro Golden Throne has extremely strong defense and attack, which is only slightly inferior to Long Meng Baoxiang. The two gritted their teeth and persisted, like the mainstay, never fell down.

boom!

The bodies of Ziggaro and Zongmoluo trembled together, and they felt the pressure suddenly increase. They raised their heads panting, and their hearts suddenly sank.

I saw a dozen masters surrounding them, all dressed in red robes, with white faces and no beards, their footsteps seemed heavy but light, their movements were strange, and behind them all appeared a violet force field that was as bright as a peacock's tail.

These people are the powerful ones in Nanming Palace.

"Haha, among the twelve masters of Ziluo Tianzheng, Nanming really thinks highly of us... Old man Zong, how long can you hold on?"

Zongmoluo said in a muffled voice: "I feel a little breathless. It would be better if I could be a few years younger..."

Sieggarro shouted violently, and joined forces with him back to back to resist the attack of twelve masters who practiced the Purple Sky Zheng. The sound of critical strikes was endless, and the loud noise shook the soldiers present staggering and losing their combat effectiveness. He shouted angrily: "Old man Zong, keep holding on. Shi Jialuo will be here soon! I’ll bet with you again on who can survive to the end!”

The twelve masters' movements were erratic, one after another, attacking the two of them one after another. The loud noises were heard continuously. Even the weaker sword fighters within two miles could not withstand the explosions, and were shocked to the point where their mouths and noses gushed out. blood.

The six hundred barbarians who came with them had all died in the insect tide at this moment. The army led by Shi Jialuo was also blocked by the insect tide, and only the two of them were still struggling to hold on.

Ziluo Tianzheng is said to be lossless and always maintains the strongest and most powerful attack power. Sieggarro finally felt that his physical energy was about to be exhausted. He looked at the twelve great masters around him and said with a sad smile: "Old man Zong, you win. Am I not going to be… Old Man Zong?”

Behind him, there was no sound from the solid backing, and then there was the sound of a heavy thing falling.

Sieggarro's heart sank, and he laughed, tears welling up in his eyes, and his vision became increasingly blurry: "I won, I finally defeated you for once in my life..."

Twelve extremely gorgeous and beautiful purple heavenly force fields rose up gradually, covering Sieggarro's tall figure.

"It would be nice if I could be a few years younger..."

Sieggarro fell into the bloody mud, exhaled his last breath, murmured, and slowly closed his eyes.

The principality army passed over the corpses of Siege and Zongmoluo, like a swarm of demonic carrion-eating insects, swarming forward with a loud killing sound. This was the last battle of Iron Lock Pass. There were no reinforcements, no allies, no There is a way out, because behind is Southern Xinjiang!

There were fewer and fewer people around Shijialuo. This battle lasted for five hours, and the beautiful Ziluo Tianzheng force field always stood firm in the battlefield! His father has fallen, his brothers have fallen, his nephew has fallen, and his comrades have fallen. Only he is still standing in front of the city gate, standing there life and death, like a flag!

The insect tide suddenly stopped squirming, and each demonic scavenger crawled to both sides, parting a path, and the twelve-sided purple sky force field slowly walked over.

"traitor!"

A master from the Nanming Palace shouted sharply: "Your Majesty passed down the Purple Sky Zheng to you, and this is how you repay Your Majesty?"

"traitor?"

Shi Jialuo stood guard in the city gate, looking at his blood-stained hands and the southern Xinjiang people who fell beside him. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, great anger arose in his heart, and he screamed: "I'm not! I am." The barbarians of Southern Xinjiang, the descendants of Mugaluo! There are no traitors in the Jialuo tribe!”

"Stop talking, kill him and seize Iron Lock Pass! He is the only one in Iron Lock Pass!"

Thirteen purple Tianzheng force fields collided with each other. In the small city gate, these angry palace masters began to execute the traitor in their hearts, trying to cut the traitor into pieces.

Outside Iron Lock Pass, Coach Dencher watched this scene quietly. These southern Xinjiang barbarians were facing the unstoppable army, and their comrades around them were falling one by one, but no one flinched or escaped. Now there is only one last person left, still guarding the city gate firmly, blocking his four legions here.

"Can we conquer such a nation?" Dencher murmured, as if he was asking the commanders of the four legions under his command, and also as if he was asking himself.

Charles and the others looked at each other worriedly and felt that something was not good. The resistance of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang was so brutal that they found it difficult to accept it. If you face the main force in southern Xinjiang, you will lose miserably!

One or two of the four legions might be maimed alive because of this!

Charles boldly said: "The barbarians in southern Xinjiang are stubborn and cannot be taught. I'm afraid they won't be able to conquer them."

"Unconquerable...unconquerable..."

Danqier murmured, and then a smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said loudly: "Since you can't conquer it and use it for me, you have no choice but to destroy it. Send the order, attack the southern border, and take no prisoners!"

One after another, the eagles rose up and flew back and forth over the four legions, shouting loudly: "The commander has an order, all the armies, listen, the barbarians in southern Xinjiang cannot be civilized, the two armies are fighting, no prisoners will be taken, and they will be killed without mercy!"

"The barbarians in southern Xinjiang cannot be civilized. The two armies are fighting. No prisoners, no prisoners!"

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There was once a strange question circulating in the palace of Nanming. If the Ziluo Tianzheng, who is lossless and without wear, encounters the Ziluo Tianzheng who is also lossless and has almost the same cultivation level, what will be the outcome of the battle?

The answer is that they will keep fighting and they will never be able to decide the winner.

Each of the twelve masters of Ziluo Tianzheng in Nanming Palace was no less than Shi Jialuo, but after fighting for more than a quarter of an hour, they still could not take him down. Shi Jialuo was still at his peak and never fell. look.

"You all get out of the way and let us deal with him!"

When the masters heard this voice, they retreated one after another as if they had heard the amnesty order. Shi Jialuo looked up and saw another old man in a red robe walking over. His face was smeared with thick foundation, and his face was pale. His face made him feel a chill in his heart: "Firemaster?"

This old man was the Fire Controller who had a confrontation with Zhang Debiao in the Abyss of Sinking. When Shi Jialuo met the leader of the Nanming Kingdom, the Fire Controller was with him. It was also he who taught Shi Jialuo the Purple Sky Zheng and screamed: : "Traitor, you are a white-eyed wolf who can't get enough. Back then, our family could teach you the Ziluo Tian Zheng, and today we can take Zi Luo Tian Zheng back! Shi Jialuo, our family will let you see what will happen if you practice the Zi Luo Tian Zheng to the end. What a wonderful thing!”

boom!

The Violet Tianzheng force field behind the Fire Chief suddenly bloomed, and a huge gravitational force appeared in the force field. The red shadow and purple light merged into one, and they rushed forward like a ghost.

Shi Jialuo shouted loudly, and the two of them collided hard, but no sound was made. It was silent, and it seemed that even the sound was swallowed up by the Fire Lord's purple sky force field!

He felt as if the Fire Lord's palms had turned into an all-devouring black hole, clinging to his hands and continuously draining the brutal fighting energy from his body, as if to drain him dry!

Seen from a distance, the two people's hands are stuck together, and the Purple Heavenly Force Field behind the Fire Lord is like a huge bright purple flower, very gorgeous, opening its big mouth, slowly pulling Shi Jialuo's little flower. Suck it into your belly and devour it!

This is the highest achievement of Ziluo Tianzheng. After cultivating to the highest level, not only is there no loss, but it is also constantly absorbing the opponent's fighting spirit during the fight, making the opponent continue to become weaker, while oneself continues to become stronger!

Shi Jialuo felt that the fighting spirit in his body was consumed rapidly and was swallowed up by the opponent. The power in his hands became weaker and weaker, and his face was miserable: "Are you finally going to die? It's good, my father hasn't gone far yet..."

The Fire Lord had a ferocious look on his face, his foundation fell off, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Traitor, not only will our family destroy your cultivation, we will also suck you dry alive and crush you into a pulp!"

At this moment, a big hand gently placed on Shi Jialuo's shoulder, and an extremely strong fighting spirit instantly filled his body. The fighting spirit surged and surged, and in an instant it exceeded the capacity of the Fire Chief's Purple Sky Conquest Force Field. There was a loud bang, and the Ziluo Tianzheng force field exploded into pieces!

The Fire Lord staggered back dozens of steps, looked behind Shi Jialuo, and screamed in surprise: "It's you again?"

Zhang Debiao had a gloomy face and slowly walked out from behind Shijialuo. When he learned about the battle at Tiezhuoguan, he rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, it was a little late. Only Shijialuo was left among the Tianmangxiang army here. one person!

This man whom he once looked down upon stood alone in front of the city gate, guarding the road to southern Xinjiang!

Shi Jialuo looked at him directly, but there was no sparkle in his eyes. He coughed repeatedly and said with a sad smile: "Aman, I am not a traitor. There is not a single traitor in the Jialuo family! Right..."

Zhang Debiao nodded slightly, a smile appeared on Shi Jialuo's face, and he fell back. Zhang Debiao quickly helped him up, checked his heartbeat, and found that he was just out of strength and not seriously injured. He raised his head and said, "Lord Saint, you and Brother Tai will send him back to Blackwater City."

Yi'er looked at the killing field in front of her. The Iron Lock Pass was riddled with holes and corpses were scattered everywhere. The blood was soaring into the sky. She was secretly shocked. Hearing this, she quickly supported Shi Jialuo and jumped onto Tai Ge's back. , turned around and said: "Aman, be careful!"

Brother Tai immediately took off and flew towards Blackwater City.

Such a tragic scene, even as cruel as Brother Tai, is not willing to stay for a moment longer!

The Violet Tianzheng force field slowly emerged behind the Fire Chief, with a mysterious smile on his face, and he laughed and said: "Boy, you came very quickly. Last time I wanted to protect His Highness Geshu and I didn't fight you, but this time you won't. You're so lucky!" After that, he waved his hand to summon the twelve masters of the Purple Sky Zheng in the principality palace, and sneered: "De Biaoman Hammer, today is your day of death! Beat him to pieces!"

The thirteen people screamed incessantly and rushed forward boldly. The thirteen purple heavenly signs were like thirteen big purple flowers, blooming at random!

"die!"

Zhang Debiao took a long breath, his body swelled steadily, he condensed the true form of the devil, and punched forward, only to hear the pop-bang-bang explosion, one after another, the violet Tianzheng force field exploded, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, and ten The three-faced Ziluo Tianzheng was shattered into pieces by his punch!

Before the Fire Lord could rush to him, twelve of the thirteen masters in the palace were punched to pieces by an extremely powerful punch. They were so horrified that they quickly turned around, rushed back like ghosts, and screamed: "Our family can't beat you, but you can't even think of killing our family..."

"You're going to die too!"

Zhang Debiao shouted angrily, stepped forward, rushed behind him in an instant, and punched out. The violent fighting spirit swarmed forward, with a click, plowing a deep ditch several miles long, and the surging air waves continued from the Iron Lock Pass. Deep down, it hit the pass, and then exploded. No one was spared wherever it went!

The Fire Lord was the first to hit his fist, and his body was torn apart!

In Iron Lock Pass, all the Nanming soldiers stared blankly at this scene, at a loss.

The twelve masters in Nanming Palace, each of whom was at the peak of Dou Qi Transformation, joined forces to forcefully drag down two famous masters in Southern Xinjiang to death, but they were unable to take a punch from this young Southern Xinjiang man. This was enough It was shocking.

What's even more shocking is that the Fire Lord, who is also a sword master, was shattered by his punch, without even a chance to escape!

The two hundred undead archmagisters of the Dark Shepherd Army looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Summon the Dark Sound Blind Beast and join forces to kill him!"

Dark sound blind beasts were summoned one after another and rushed towards Zhang Debiao, buzzing -, buzzing -, buzzing -, the sound waves were surging!

"Don't make any noise!" The three hellhounds suddenly roared in unison. The pressure spread out, and the sound was loud and rumbling, rumbling back and forth in the valley.

Nearly two hundred dark-sound-blind beasts suddenly stopped and stood motionless, no matter how much the undead great magisters drove them away.

boom!

The head of a dark sound blind beast suddenly exploded, and blood mist flew!

boom! boom! boom!

The heads of more Dark Sound Blind Beasts exploded, and each one fell to the ground with a rumble. Half of them were shocked to death by the roar of the three hell dogs, and the other half were frightened to death by the pressure of the superiors of the hell demon system!

Hey, hey, hey...

A large emerald centipede slowly swam out from the cracked space above Zhang Debiao's head, floated in the air, and slowly swam forward, getting longer and longer. In the blink of an eye, a huge body of more than 200 meters swam out of the space ring. , slowly swim into Iron Lock Pass.

The Nanming soldiers who rushed into Iron Lock Pass watched this behemoth swimming by, as if they were being targeted by a wild beast. Suddenly, they heard the commander outside the pass and the commanders of the four legions shouting in unison: "Quickly retreat." !”

Everyone quickly turned around and ran towards the outside of the pass. The great undead magisters also rose into the sky and flew out quickly.

Suddenly, the big emerald centipede stirred hard, and countless flesh and blood flew back and forth in the narrow valley. It circled like a dragon, like light and lightning, and batch after batch of soldiers fell into a pool of blood!

After a while, a few survivors finally escaped from the Iron Lock Pass. The emerald centipede stopped and floated quietly in the air. At this moment, in the Iron Lock Pass that was more than ten miles long, only one person was left at the city gate. Dog, stand there.

Zhang Debiao looked at all this blankly and snorted in his nostrils.

"Those who enter, die!"

Outside Iron Lock Pass, there are four legions of the Nanming Principality, a hundred thousand troops, five sword masters, and countless masters!

And under the city gate inside the pass, there is a man, a sword, and a dog!

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