At this time, in the distant Northern Wei Kingdom, the cavalry of the Qin Dynasty did not stop, and pushed all the way, attacked the capital of the Northern Wei Kingdom from the border, and began to sweep the entire Northern Wei territory.

"Get out! Ignorance rats, how can I stop my Great Qin Iron Cavalry?"

The mighty general of the Great Qin Dynasty and the martial saint Meng Li rode a unicorn with wild blood. He was holding a spear with a trace of desolate aura in his hand, and he roared with a murderous aura.

Behind him were 30,000 cavalry with a cultivation level above warriors, lined up with neat battle formations, and their momentum was integrated, like a sharp sword unsheathed, invincible, who could stop it?

"The tyrant Qin has no way! You should not kill arbitrarily. If you know that you are wrong, you will naturally not make things difficult for you."

An elder of the immortal sect at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul led dozens of Jindan monks and hundreds of foundation-building disciples to stand in front of the Iron Cavalry of the Great Qin.

Moreover, they were forming formations, wanting to use the formations of the Immortal Sect to trap and even annihilate the 30,000 troops.

However, the mighty general Meng Li was not afraid at all. He pointed the spear in his hand and shouted: "It's so much nonsense! Brothers, kill me!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

...

This is an army that has emerged from the pile of dead people. Even when facing the "immortals" in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no fear or fear at all.

They were murderous intent and connected together through battle formations. After the roars were heard, they were extremely terrifying.

At the order of the mighty general Meng Li, he rode his horse and roared and rushed towards the hundreds of immortal cultivators.

"Bold! Meng Li, you are looking for death. Let me take your dog's head first..."

The Yuanying Elder Feng Yue was also angry and immediately drove the flying sword and slashed in the air, intending to capture the thief and capture the king first, and then kill the general Meng Li. I believe that the Iron Cavalry of the Qin Dynasty would defeat him without attacking.

"Good come! This general has never killed the old monster Nascent Soul, kill it!!!"

Meng Li slapped the unicorn, and it immediately soared into the air, and it rushed toward the Nascent Soul Elder Feng Yue as if there were clouds under its hooves.

Feng Yue did not underestimate the enemy, and he had the strongest move with one move. His true energy surged, and the flying sword rushed straight to Meng Li's neck with an extremely sharp posture, trying to cut off his head with one sword.

However, Meng Li's body was full of blood and blood, and murderous aura lingered outside his body, as if it had become a substance.

At this moment, he is the complete God of Killing.

The cultivation of the Martial Saint is equivalent to the golden elixir of an immortal cultivator, and it will even be stronger.

After years of experience in the killing field, Meng Li had already integrated the murderous aura into his body and had some fusion and transformation with the qi and blood.

A similar state to Buddhism means that you have reached the realm of a martial saint, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul Stage of an Immortal Cultivator.

Therefore, even when facing Feng Yue, who is at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul, he is still unafraid.

With a spear, he easily picked the flying sword that came to kill.

At the same time, he rushed violently, flew up from the unicorn's back, and stabbed Feng Yue with a gun.

sulfuric acid!

Feng Yue did not dodge, and a golden bell hanging around his waist rang, and a layer of golden shield flashed across, which was the magic weapon that activated his body protection.

"A turn to the Martial Saint? No wonder he can lead the Iron Cavalry to the point of being unstoppable, but today I will kill you, the devil myself."

After shaking the bell gently, the golden light on the body of the Nascent Soul Elder Feng Yue was even more prosperous. This was the best protective magic weapon. Not to mention Meng Li's spear, even the full-strength attack of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection could not break the golden light shield.

This is also the confidence that Feng Yue dared to bring people to stop the army. With this bell magic weapon, he would be invincible first.

With the golden light shield on his body, Feng Yue called back the flying sword and stabbed at Meng Li without any defense.

Meng Li was shocked. He really didn't expect that the other party had such a protective weapon and immediately became tired of dealing with the flying sword he had cut.

The opponent does not need defense and can attack with all his strength. Meng Li's attack is ineffective, but he still has to deal with the flying sword that is coming in a crazy way, and immediately falls at a disadvantage.

"What are you still standing there? Kill!"

While attacking Meng Li, Feng Yue turned around and shouted at the golden elixir and the foundation-building monks.

So, the Jindan and the Foundation Establishment Cultivator also rushed towards the 30,000 army.

The talismans and magic weapons in their hands were released together, and various spells such as wind, rain, and thunder were also crazily smashing towards the 30,000 cavalry on the ground.

"kill!"

The Iron Cavalry of the Qin Dynasty was not afraid of death. They were five people and one team of a hundred people, combining will and blood and power into one, and then the centurion shot out the specially made spear in his hand.

puff!

One shot came.

Carrying strong blood and murderous aura!

Those cultivators who build foundations do not have the powerful protective magic weapon like Feng Yue.

It is not difficult to avoid one or two spears, but when more than a dozen or even hundreds of spears shot at each other, it is difficult for them to avoid them.

Especially the qi and blood power inside, with iron-blooded will, locked their soul power almost the moment they ejaculated.

Yes!

At this time, the cultivator's soul power became a crucial constraint.

Most immortal cultivators have only reached the minimum standard of their current cultivation.

The foundation-building stage is only a thousand, and the golden elixir stage is only a thousand. Faced with the murderous aura and iron-blooded will of the 30,000 iron cavalry, the operation efficiency of the true energy in their bodies was suppressed by at least half.

"Damn it! The true energy is slow to move, and many of my spells are simply unavailable."

"Do away! Another round of spears is coming, dodge..."

"It's so frustrating. Among these soldiers, at most they are martial artists and masters, but when they join forces, they suppress all of us in their momentum."

"The true energy is not working. Use talismans! Everyone smashed all the talismans and smashed them towards the middle part. It seemed that they had the core combat power there..."

"Kill! Damn it! The ambition of Daqin is too great, so there are only 30,000 cavalry! It is said that the cavalry raised by Daqin is close to one million."

"We can't let the Qin Dynasty develop like this anymore. We can withstand this wave. The elders of other immortal sects have received news and will quickly rush to help."

...

These Jindan Foundation-building monks have also faced the army composed of mortal warriors for the first time, completely overturning their previous expectations. Under this invincible aura, they felt helpless.

Even when facing those soldiers who were fearless, a hint of fear arose in his heart.

They also used magic weapons to form a formation to barely block the influence of excessive qi and blood power.

Otherwise, if they each fought, under the pressure of qi and blood of 30,000 warriors, their cultivation level in the later stage of the Jindan will be suppressed by more than 80%.

Now with the auxiliary resistance of the formation, the true energy operation has been suppressed by 50%, and you can barely exert enough combat power.

However, when their large pieces of talismans and spells were thrown away, the soldiers fell down one by one, but they did not feel afraid at all.

Even after falling down, the soldiers behind immediately made up.

The sharp-eyed elder Jindan observed this scene and suddenly shouted in horror: "Bastard! Are Daqin crazy? They actually used witchcraft to train soldiers. Look, the corpse of the soldier we killed is rapidly disappearing and melting, and then turning into a stronger evil spirit and integrating into the soldiers behind..."

"There is a formation!!! It's a witch clan formation, no wonder... our true energy is difficult to operate, and their qi and blood are soaring into the sky. How can we fight? The more we kill, the stronger they will be..."

"Do away! The rain of arrows is coming..."

...

The monks were all shocked. Another round of arrow rain with powerful qi and blood pressure was immediately taken away the lives of several Jindan elders and dozens of foundation-building disciples.

On the side of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, more than 5,000 people had died. The corpses everywhere turned into balls of black gas, and merged into the remaining soldiers' bodies. The momentum of the entire legion became stronger.

"Rebel! Meng Li, are you Daqin really crazy? Are you practicing troops in this way that is contrary to nature, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Seeing this, Feng Yue, the elder of the Nascent Soul, was frightened and sweated in a cold sweat. He pointed at Meng Li and cursed.

"What is Tianhe? What's the matter with God's punishment? I, the Emperor of Qin, is the real Tian!!!"

Meng Li laughed up to the sky, then put away the spear, pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed at Feng Yue and said, "Hidden in a turtle shell, can you really be able to do anything to me?"

After saying that! Meng Li spat out a mouthful of blood and soaked it on the sword in his hand.

clang!

The sword emitted a blood-red light, accompanied by a terrifying roar, and a bloody aura swept across like a storm.

Feng Yue's face changed instantly, and the Nascent Soul in his body began to tremble.

"The Blood-Changing Demon Sword? This is the ancient magic treasure!!! Damn it! How could it be in your hands?"

After the frightened Feng Yue finished speaking, he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately called Fei Jian back and turned around and was about to run away.

Yes! Escape!

Although his bodyguard bell is powerful, it is just a top-quality magic weapon. How can it withstand the ancient magic treasure?

Especially a demon treasure like the Blood-Changing Demon Sword, which is extremely evil, is even more of a nemesis of such a protective treasure.

"I want to run away? It's too late! I will use your Nascent Soul to feed my sword today and kill it!!!"

The sword swung the sword and the blood power and murderous aura in the body were almost exhausted. He was slashed out with one knife, and the momentum was overwhelming.

boom!

Even though Feng Yue escaped hundreds of meters away, he was still caught up by an extremely powerful sword.
To be continued...