At night, perhaps in the summer capital, the red lights rise and the noise rises.

But Beimo is in Zhenbei Pass.

At night, what appeared was the sound of war and killing sounds.

The Western tribe attacked while the night was dark. Yang Yi listened to the sound of the piano and realized that the Zhenbei Army could not surrender.

"Zhenbei... fight to the death... the army of the world's loyal people is not with our tribe." Yang Yi sighed lightly. The Western tribe attacked with nearly 400,000 people, and Zhenbei Pass could not defend it.

The Western tribe is in the south, and the Northern Wu is in the north.

Perhaps tomorrow morning, Zhenbei Pass will change its ownership and become a thing in their hands.

Killing sound.

From night to late at night, the sound of killing never stopped. The masters went up to the city tower and hit the city gate.

Without the protection of experts, the city gate of Zhenbei Pass was broken, and Yang Yi was revived.

But soon after, Yang Yi's eyes changed because the city gate was broken, but the soldiers in Zhenbei emerged one by one, blocking the city gate with their bodies, and fighting and fighting.

At the gate, Beiwu made a step forward and would soon be rushed out of the city gate by Zhenbei.

From late at night to early morning, you can't make any progress.

The golden crow rose east again and began to shine on the pass. The city gate was like a mountain. He clearly looked at the soldiers who were brave and dying in Zhenbei, emerging from the city gate, and even rushed out of the city gate thirty feet. Even though he knew he would die, he wanted to kill the enemy. He was "nailed" on the ground by dozens of soldiers.

The light shone on the South Tower again. At this time, the blood and energy on the South Tower were surging, like dark clouds.

Under the city tower, the body is like a mountain.

Whether it is on the city tower or down the city tower, it is all red.

It was so red that it was creepy that the geese flew by in a sarcasm.

Weapons were scattered and corpses were everywhere.

The flags are flying, and the sound of the piano is like a sound.

Yang Yi clearly saw a soldier in Chengmen Town, with one hand broken and still holding a long sword, charging forward with red eyes.

"Zhenbei, fight to the death..."

The blood on the ground dyed the entire earth red.

The golden crow raised its head, and many soldiers in the north of Zhenbei had their eyes as blood. They looked up at the red land and looked up at the red sun.

The military spirit will last forever, standing on the south building.

He An looked silently, not that he didn't want to move, but that he had to wait for a critical moment to move. If the invincible puppet could not determine the universe at all times, it would be meaningless and even he would die.

He An, who was sitting on the city tower, looked at the soldiers in Zhenbei in front of him, and looked back at the north. There was a faint cry of shouting and shouting to kill him, he was hesitating whether to use the invincible puppet.

"attack...."

Yang Yi looked at the corpse that was still falling like rain on the city tower. He pondered for a moment, and immediately raised his gun and pointed it. As he said, the masters of all the major clans instantly moved. As soon as they came out, they either had a first-grade blood-transpiration or a half-step blood-transpiration, and a second-grade blood-transpiration.

He flew up and looked at the white-robed general at such a close distance for the first time. He sat on a chair at the general's platform, and watched himself going up the city tower, and just took a faint look.

"Prison the Sky and the Prison..."

With a deep shout, the sound was like thunder and soared into the sky.

The real master of the Western tribe took action and the offensive was also a shock.

The internal energy spreads everywhere and scatters. At this moment, the personal combat power of the second-level blood melts is reflected, and there is no enemy in the prison and the prison.

The bodies of the prison in the prison retreated violently, and Zhao Tong even vomited blood and flew backwards and landed in front of He An.

"The second blood-thawing..."

Zhao Tong knew his own strength, and the strongest one was Xia Tianrong, the first-grade blood-melting master, and the second-grade blood-melting master in front of him, plus the Western army, would never have the possibility of survival once he was dragged down.

This made Zhao Tong's eyes full of murderous aura and fought hard to block He An, obviously preparing to let He An retreat first.

"Sitting on a chair, who do you really think you are?"

The second-grade master of the Blood-Transforming Master succeeded with one blow and stepped onto the Western Master of Zhenbei Pass. Looking at the white robe, a sneer appeared on his face.

The sudden move of the Western master was really caught off guard.

He An looked back and looked at the North Tower silently, as if a trace of smoke and dust had ignited, which made his eyes flash slightly.

I left the chair for the first time and jumped up and landed on the Zhenbei Military Flag. This is the highest pass in Zhenbei Pass. Standing here, I looked at the blazing smoke in the North Building.

"Wolf Smoke." He An slowly closed his eyes, the wolf smoke rose, the north building was broken, and the invincible puppet could no longer be saved.

Xia Tianrong glanced at He Anzhi's move, and was stunned for a moment when she slowly closed her eyes.

To the south of Zhenbei Pass, an army was quickly heading towards Zhenbei Pass. Huang Zhen and Mu Tian led the army, and there was even a ten-year-old boy next to him, carrying two swords.

There are many people of different shapes beside me, and their steps are very fast.

"Smoke? That's the smoke from Zhenbei Pass." Mu Tian looked at the smoke coming from the distance, his eyes stunned.

Huang Zhen was also stunned.

"Thick smoke? No, that's wolf smoke. The patriarch said that the wolf smoke will rise, and the country will fight." The ten-year-old boy spoke in a hurry, and he instantly reached out and pointed his hand and flew out with a sword. He was about to jump up, but he was pressed down by a jade hand.

"What's the use of going alone? Follow the army." Although He Xiaoqiu was anxious, he understood that He Jindong would die if he went alone.

"Wolf smoke? National War?" Huang Zhen was stunned for a moment and waved his hand in an instant.

He turned to look at a large group of people. His body's armor, his eyes without fluctuations, his expression of a wooden look, and his weapons were being held casually.

"The Northern Region has countless souls, including your wives and children, your parents, your children, and your friends. The He clan went north to fight bloody battles, and the prison in Zhentian Zhenzhu, and they fought to the death with the Xi tribe who killed your family, relatives and friends. Now, your chance to revenge is here, kill..."

Huang Zhen also shouted in a deep voice. His words were very clear, targeting these soldiers in the forefront. Although they did not look like elites, they had the ambition to die.

Because the body is dead in the soul.

At this time, he understood that it was not a question of whether he could be scared, but the danger of Zhenbei Pass.

As Huang Zhen said, the gaze of the soldiers in the forefront lit up, and with Huang Zhen's last word, they ran away.

There is no synergy at all, it is just like a tiger coming out of the cage and a wolve rushing to eat.

Huang Zhen also rode a horse and followed him.

"Wolf smoke, national war." Huang Zhen murmured, the one who could make He An raise the wolf smoke and determine the national war must have reached a crisis.

He no longer cared about so much and must have to speed up his pace.

A fragmented army was integrated, even if he wanted to train the military formation, he didn't have time. The soul of the Northern Region died. Although there was no way to fight, he was not afraid of death and had a deep hatred.

He didn't want to use it, but he had to.

He Jindong was anxious and started charging immediately. He Xiaoqiu stomped his feet angrily and followed He Jindong to prevent accidents, and Zeng Chi hurriedly followed.

Zhenbeiguan.

He An looked at the strong wolf smoke and did not hesitate. He silently looked back at the Western tribe who was killed and retreated step by step, and slowly closed his eyes.

【Use Invincible Puppet.】

[When using the invincible puppet, the opponent's second blood melting level will improve one level.]

After He An slowly closed his eyes, he felt his soul suddenly leave his body, which made him look back at his body standing on the Zhenbei Military Banner. At this time, his body seemed to be there or not, and it was extremely illusory.

He glanced at the puppet body that seemed to be there and not there, stretched out his hand, and a sword flew out from Jinse's body and held it in his hand.

"Zhenbei, fight to the death." He An controlled the invincible puppet and shouted in a deep voice. His voice was like thunder, rolling up, and the world changed.

The other party's second-grade blood melting face changed drastically, but at the same time, He An used a sword to instantly see the spiritual energy of the world of Zhenbei Army.

The casual sword energy passed by, the second-grade blood-melting who was mocking just now. At this time, he silently looked at his lower body, and then his eyes turned dark.

Xia Tianrong was stunned and watched the illusory He An come out with a sword, her piano sound was even stronger.

The sword energy is ubiquitous and domineering.

With a sword coming out, the group of second-grade masters of the city tower were instantly empty.

He An did not hesitate, controlled the invincible puppet and flew down, watching the Western army, and several powerful sword energy slashed out.

Deep sword marks were left, and in a short while, countless Western army was killed or injured.

The improvement of a great realm above the blood thaw really makes He An feel invincible in the world.

With a sword coming, the sword energy comes, chop melons and vegetables.

If he had completely possessed such strength at this time without time limit, what if a million troops were killed by one person and one sword.

In a bizarre scene, a man appeared in a white robe, and his face was no different from that of the man in a white robe. The only difference was that this figure appeared in a faint robe.

Yang Yi originally wanted to lead the army forward, but the scene in front of him made him look shocked. He immediately pressed his hand and flew down. The faint figure was as powerful as an abyss. With one sword, all the masters were destroyed.

"Retreat, retreat."

Yang Yi's eyes were shocked because the man in front of him was like a god descending to earth.

The sound is like thunder, and the sky changes color.

In fact, there is no need for Yang Yi to say more. After this faint figure appeared, the soldiers of the Western clan retreated one by one. They did not retreat. The faint figure, while the sword energy was swinging, there was no enemy with a single sword energy.
To be continued...