Kill a real person in Nascent Soul!

Under the pressure of demon clouds, the waves rolled on the river, and the human qi and blood were suppressed to the extreme and would be destroyed at any time.

Several golden armored demons stepped forward and slowly approached against the attack of the guard general Yao Guangcheng.

"kill--"

Behind Yao Guangcheng, several men in black robe looked at each other, and the last light of inspiration burst out from their bodies, rushing towards the demon cloud.

"boom--"

...

The spiritual light was violent and penetrated the clouds, and the light made people unable to open their eyes. But for the Nascent Soul Realm monsters wearing golden armor, the self-destruction of several seriously injured Jindan in the middle stage is not enough.

"You human race are stupid. You don't run away at this time, so why do you want to self-destruct?" A golden-armored monster held a golden soul in his hand, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Die to the Heroic Spirit Banner? Don't even think about it!"

It crushed the soul in its hand with a "pop", then opened its mouth and sucked it, swallowing it.

"The soul of human practitioners is truly a supreme delicacy..."

"kill!"

Yao Guangcheng's eyes were blood red, and the big sword in his palm flew out of his hand. The golden-armored demon tribe opposite laughed and retreated. Several big monsters behind him stood up and held the big sword against the magic weapon in his hand.

The great sword seemed to have its own spiritual consciousness, constantly flying and rushing. Each blow was filled with halos that tear through the void.

But blocked by several big monsters, the sword clashed left and right, but could not get out of it.

Yao Guangcheng shouted angrily, clenched his fists and rushed towards the opposite side.

"boom--"

With a punch, a lilac flying dragon roared out and fought with several big monsters.

"Yao Guangcheng, today is the time to die!" Surrounding the bare-handed general, these demons did not take any action, but only set aside the distance to You Dou.

"General, you can't do anything anymore. Save your strength. Why do you have to die if you have millions of troops in Zhenhaiwei?" Under the Heroic Spirit Banner, among the remaining men in black robe, an old man who was trying hard to stand up straight shouted loudly.

They had all their strength to control the Heroic Spirit Banner, and they had no power to do anything else.

"Haha, these loaches also want to kill me? They just want me to summon Zhao Yang." Yao Guangcheng laughed, and the spiritual power frenzy brought by his fists turned the air into a field of fragmented clouds.

"Even if Yao died in battle today, he would never summon Zhao Yang." Yao Guangcheng roared wildly, his spiritual power rose, and an illusory figure stood about a foot behind him.

"Nasty Soul Dharma Image?" The golden armored demon tribe opposite retreated repeatedly.

The ninth grade of the golden elixir and the nine phases of the Nascent Soul.

It is difficult to transform the Nascent Soul, and it is even more difficult to condense the Dharma image. Perhaps only one of the ten Nascent Soul practitioners can condense the Dharma image.

Having Dharma-like appearances is not only a symbol of strength, but also a possibility of further development.

Such human monks have always been the ultimate target of the demon clan.

Sure enough, as soon as Yao Guangcheng's magic image appeared, the magic light flashed on the list of the demon clan's killings, and his name appeared.

"A Nascent Soul Cultivator who condenses Dharma appearances has made great achievements today and can enter the Dragon Palace to be sealed!" A demon clan showed crazy joy on his face, and a big flag in his hand danced hard.

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

On the waves below, figures appeared one after another, and the neat demon clan army formations were densely packed, more than one million.

On the broken dam, less than 100,000 soldiers left gritted their teeth and stood up, leaned on the weapons in their hands, and straightened their bodies.

"Hahaha--"

Yao Guangcheng raised his hand and waved his hand, held the flying sword in his hand, and laughed and said, "What if you demon clan can capture the embankment where I, Yao Guangcheng, is stationed? My Zhenhaiwei millions of troops are behind. The new army of 300,000 guards will be formed. How many days can you be rampant?"

"Yao Guangcheng, you are so naive. How long have you been besieged here? Is anyone here to save it?"

The leading golden armored demon tribe on the opposite side sneered: "Everyone is watching you and treats you as a tool to test the reality of my aquarium. No one will come to save you."

He looked at Yao Guangcheng's face with a dark look, and then he said as if he was thunderous: "We have sent the news here to Zhuriwei. Do you see if Zhao Yang dares to come?"

Do Zhao Yang dare to come?

In front of a million troops, would Zhao Yang dare to come?

Here, the 300,000 troops, with the Nascent Soul Real Person in charge, were all crippled. Does Zhao Yang dare to come?

"Zhenhaiwei, the third battalion of the new army, guerrilla general Zhao Yang is here-"

"Zhenhaiwei, the third battalion of the new army, Zhuriwei, the first battalion here-"

"boast--"

"boast--"

"boast--"

On the broken dam, neat footsteps covered the sound of waves, covered the sound of war drums of the demon clan, and covered the demon clan's monstrous arrogance!

Ten thousand soldiers lined up in a square formation and strode forward to block the gap in the embankment.

Zhao Yang held a battle gun and wore a black armor, and lived in front of the formation.

"Zhao Yang?"

The golden armored demon clan above the demon cloud was a little confused, turned his face to look at the people around him, and then looked at the list of kills floating in the distance.

Zhao Yang's name flashed red.

It's Zhao Yang.

"Zhao Yang!" The golden armored demon clan on the demon cloud burst into laughter.

"I dare to kill the chief commander and the prince, and I dare to appear here today. I wonder if this kid is brave or stupid?"

The battle formation behind Zhao Yang seemed extremely thin and his momentum was countless.

"Hey-Zhao Yang, the March training time has not come, why are you here?" In the air, Yao Guangcheng, who had been extremely strong, seemed to have grown ten years old all of a sudden, with his mouth trembling, and he looked at Zhao Yang who was lined up below.

Zhao Yang raised his head, waved his hand, and opened a booklet.

"The demon clan pretended to transfer the order of the general to guard the garrison and invited Zhao Yang to come here."

"To go to the invitation, Zhao and his subordinates stayed asleep three thousand miles a day, and finally arrived. I hope that the demon clan will not disappoint Zhao!"

After the words came, Zhao Yang let out a long roar and pointed his hand at the millions of troops in front of him.

"The Sun Guard is here, come to fight-"

The soldiers behind him took a step forward and raised the long sword in their hands.

"The Sun Guard is here, come to fight-"

Every step taken, ten thousand soldiers were like a man.

"Come and fight—"

"boom--"

A pillar of smoke with blackness rose, like a demon with teeth and claws, rushed towards the demon cloud above the demon clan's head, and then tore it to pieces.

The millions of troops were at a loss in front of more than 10,000 soldiers who roared at this step.

"Hahaha--" In the air, Yao Guangcheng smiled at the sky: "I didn't expect that Zhao Yang, your army level is unparalleled in the world!"

He looked at the golden armored demon clan opposite: "Since Zhao Yang is here, your demon clan doesn't even dare to fight?"

The golden-armored demons showed a look of embarrassment on their faces. The flag-waving person before threw it down and hung a hundred feet in front of Zhaoyang.

"Those who kill Zhao Yang will be promoted to three levels and will be rewarded with 100,000 spirit beads!"

"kill--"

At this time, the demon races also reacted, leading generals and schools shouted loudly, and the military formation was surrounded by tides, roaring at the Sun Guards.

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes, looked at the demon army formation in front of him, slowly lifted up the spear in his hand, and then pointed it in front of him.

The two armies are thousands of feet apart.

The two armies are five hundred feet apart.

The two armies were a hundred feet apart, and countless magical lights rose across the opposite side!

"cut--"

Zhao Yang shouted loudly and the spear was fired.

Ten thousand people behind him shouted loudly, and the long sword flashed a light to slash the sky, slashing down!

"boom!"

The sword light fell, bringing up a thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thick light blade, splitting the heaven and earth in half.

"Buzz--"

The rushing Lancang River paused for a moment.
To be continued...