The sound of the explosion was deafening, and every sound was like a heavy blow to the heart.
The shock wave generated by the collision stirred up debris all over the sky, and wherever it passed, all trees, no matter how big or small, were broken by their roots.
The warrior with lower cultivation level turned pale, spit out blood and passed out immediately.
Even physically strong barbarian warriors who were at a close distance were all thrown away and rolled down the mountain.
Chaha, who rushed towards him with his gun raised, was vulnerable to the terrifying power of the three stacked punches. He was severely injured in just an instant.
Amidst the continuous loud noises, there seemed to be the sound of something breaking.
Just when everyone was in great shock, they heard a cold snort in the air.
In the turbid smoke and dust, a vague figure gradually emerged.
The cloak suddenly unfolded, and the vitality vibrated, and it was like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, destroying the dead leaves and sweeping away the raised gravel and smoke.
On the empty mountainside, Ling Tian stood proudly, with no visible bleeding wounds on his arms. His armor was still surging with precious light, and his black head was flying wildly with the mountain wind.
Chaha, on the other hand, had already fallen into the canyon on the opposite side, creating a huge crater. His bloody scales were flying, and his huge wings reappeared, but they were already in tatters.
Life, nothing!
"Chaha, dead?"
"The three-marked barbarian general, whose body of barbarian gold burned the barbarian's golden blood, was finally beaten to death by Ling Tian with his fists!"
"Is this still a barbarian? Is this Ling Tian still a human?!"
At the foot of Zicang Mountain, the warriors from various sects were filled with shock and could not believe it at all.
Ling Tian's sudden punch was so powerful that it was hard to believe...
At that last moment, many people felt that Ling Tian would definitely die.
Who would have thought that not only was he alive?
He also used physical fists to counterattack and kill Chaha.
He didn't give the other party any chance.
A moment later, when Ling Tian slowly drew out the bright spear from behind again and glanced down the mountain, the barbarian army seemed to explode in an instant, roaring and screaming in panic.
Some barbarian generals even screamed and turned around and ran away.
The barbarian army of hundreds of thousands collapsed in an instant.
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"Run? Can you run away? Kill all the barbarians and stain the blue sky with blood. Fellow Yunzhou sects, join me and kill!"
Ling Tian looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, flew past, collected the blood soul of Chaha into the merit token, and then directly entered the rear of the barbarian army.
"The wild waves set a prairie fire on fire!"
Ling Tian held the spear in his hand like lava flow, and the huge hot spear light swept away, killing all the barbarians wherever it passed.
One after another blood souls were torn into the battle cards by Ling Tian. From a distance, Ling Tian saw a huge moving blood bubble, but there were fewer and fewer barbarians standing...
Even though the barbarians were defeated, this battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops was still so bloody that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. This killing lasted for a whole day and night. This killing caused blood to flow thousands of miles!
Until Qin Hai stood on the city wall and looked at the golden-armored figure who had gone straight to the foot of Lingnan City and stood proudly on a mountain peak, he couldn't help but look horrified.
The Lingnan disaster, which had never happened once in a hundred years, was solved by Ling Tian...
To the west of Lingnan City is Pojun Mountain.
At that time, the young first-generation Yun Hou massacred the 300,000 troops of the Golden Rongyi tribe, the first force of the barbarians, at the foot of this mountain, hence the name of this mountain.
But today, Pojun Mountain is still there, but Marquis Yun is no longer there.
Ling Tian, on the other hand, was wearing golden armor and holding a terrifying rainbow spear, standing bathed in blood.
At the foot of the mountain, more than 200,000 sect warriors suddenly stopped, like sculptures.
Under their feet was the land infected by the blood of the barbarians.
A fighting spirit, a general trend, mixed with bloody aura, spread wantonly.
The chaotic and violent fighting spirit outside the bodies of Zhang Kaifeng, Qin Shaoyang and others quickly gathered towards Ling Tian on the top of the mountain, as if attracted by something.
Gradually, it merged with Ling Tian's own fighting spirit. Although the integration was very slow, an unprecedented feeling suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts at this moment. They looked at the top of the mountain, and saw the figure that seemed to be able to support the entire sky.
The awe comes from within in a moment.
Ling Tian was also immersed in an unprecedented artistic conception at this time. Through the blending of fighting spirit, he could clearly feel the heartbeats of the warriors surrounding Pojun Mountain at the foot of the mountain. The enthusiasm and worship seemed to have all the power.
Just hand it over and let him control it.
This feeling is so refreshing!
This feeling cannot be experienced in the sect.
This surging fighting spirit slowly condensed above the army, with Lingtian's Pojun Mountain as the tip, Qiu Xianji, Liang Lu, Liao Kong, Anle and other masters of the late Jin Dynasty and above, with two
More than 100,000 warriors serve as the pole, and their fighting spirit condenses into a spear, soaring straight into the sky!
This spear-like fighting spirit is glaring from all directions, irresistible wherever it points, and any shackles seem to be destroyed instantly.
At the moment when this fighting spirit was formed, not only in Lingnan City, but also on the mountain army warships that had just arrived in western Guizhou, and even in the Chinese army camps of the major legions on the border tens of thousands of miles away, the army commanders were all present.
Qi opened his eyes, and a divine light burst out from his eyes.
Showing his shock, he suddenly stood up and flew out of the camp, looking at the sky!
Fighting type!
Only when the fighting spirit reaches its extreme level can nature change into form.
Either a ferocious beast or a tough mountain.
The four major corps in Yunzhou are named after the forms they took in their fighting spirit.
However, except for Yunwei, the other four major corps have never let that fighting spirit reappear on the battlefield since the establishment of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
Fighting type.
Only after countless battles can a strange state emerge between a general and his soldiers. After entering this situation, it is equivalent to taking the general as the main one and integrating the fighting spirit of all his soldiers into himself, thereby increasing the combat power.
Soared exponentially.
In this state, the overall combat power can skyrocket. The legion with the blessing of fighting spirit is an enemy that no one wants to face on the battlefield!
The general who arouses the will of war and takes form is the existence that all legion commanders dream of becoming.
But at this time, the Yunzhou border battle had just begun, and someone stirred up the fighting spirit of the army?
This cannot be achieved without a war!
"What's going on? Could it be that Huo Huaichuan of the Jingtao Army has stirred up his fighting spirit and transformed?"
Cheng Sanjin stood on the ship, feeling the fighting spirit faintly coming from the distance in the air, and murmured to himself.
The Jingtao Army is the most powerful corps besides the Cloud Guards.
Huo Huaihuan was also the most highly valued general of Marquis Yun. Because of this, although he, Cheng Sanjin, held the command of the two armies in the Qingyan Mountains, he was still outnumbered by Huaihuan during the expedition.
Therefore, the first thing he thought of was Huo Huaijuan.
However, if he knew that it was he who met Ling Tian seven days ago who stirred up the fighting spirit, he would probably be depressed to death...