Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Kill a real Nascent Soul!
The demon cloud is suppressing, the waves on the river are rolling, the blood of the human race is suppressed to the extreme, and it will be destroyed at any time.

Several golden-armored monsters stepped forward, slowly approaching against the attack of the guarding general Yao Guangcheng.

"kill--"

Behind Yao Guangcheng, several black-robed men looked at each other, and a final spiritual light erupted from their bodies, rushing towards Yaoyun.

"boom--"

……

The aura was tyrannical, piercing through the clouds, and the light made people unable to open their eyes.But for the Nascent Soul Realm monster wearing golden armor, the self-destruction of a few seriously injured Jindan mid-stages is not enough to watch.

"You humans are stupid. You don't want to run away at this time. Why are you playing self-destruction?" A golden armored demon held a ball of golden soul in his hand, with a cold smile on his mouth: "Death into the heroic spirit streamer!" ? Don't even think about it!"

It crushed the spirit in its hand with a "snap", then opened its mouth and sucked in, devouring the spirit.

"The soul of a human cultivator is really delicious..."

"kill!"

Yao Guangcheng's eyes were blood red, and the big sword in his hand flew out. The golden-armored monster on the opposite side laughed and retreated. Several big monsters stood up behind him, holding the big sword with magic weapons.

The big sword seemed to have its own spiritual consciousness, constantly flying and charging.Every blow carries a halo that tears through the void.

But blocked by several big monsters, the big sword clashed left and right, but couldn't get away at all.

Yao Guangcheng shouted angrily, clenched his fists with both hands and rushed to the opposite side.

"boom--"

With a punch, a lavender flying dragon roared out, fighting with several big monsters.

"Yao Guangcheng, today is the time to die!" Surrounded by the generals with bare hands, these monsters did not kill, but only opened a distance to fight.

"General, there is nothing to be done, save your strength, Zhenhaiwei has millions of troops, why go to death!" Under the flag of the heroic spirit, among the few remaining men in black robes, an old man who tried to straighten his body shouted loudly.

They tried their best to use the Heroic Spirit Banner, and they no longer had any strength to do anything else.

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

"Even if Yao dies here today, he will never call Zhao Yang here." Yao Guangcheng roared wildly, with spiritual power rising all over his body, and an illusory figure stood about ten feet behind him.

"Yuanying Faxiang?" The golden-armored demon clan on the opposite side retreated again and again.

The ninth grade of Jindan, the nine phases of Yuanying.

It is difficult to transform Yuanying, but it is even more difficult to condense the dharma phase.Of the ten Nascent Soul practitioners, perhaps only one can condense the Dharma form.

Being accompanied by the law is not only a symbol of strength, but also has the possibility of going further.

Such human monks have always been the target of the monster clan's lore.

Sure enough, as soon as Yao Guangcheng's portrait was released, a flash of light flashed on the Yaozu lore list, and his name appeared.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator who condenses his Dharma, today's military exploits, can enter the Dragon Palace and be granted the title!" A demon clan's face showed mad joy, and a banner waved fiercely in his hand.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Above the waves below, figures emerged one after another, and the neat monster army formation was densely packed, more than a million.

On the dilapidated embankment, less than [-] remaining soldiers stood up gritted their teeth, leaned on the weapons in their hands, and straightened their bodies.

"Hahaha--"

Yao Guangcheng waved his hand, held the flying sword in his hand, and said with a big laugh: "So what if you monster clan can take down the embankment where Yao Guangcheng is stationed, my Zhenhaiwei army of millions is behind, The 30 new army of daily guards is about to take shape, how many days can you be rampant."

"Yao Guangcheng, you are so naive. How long have you been under siege here, is there anyone here to rescue you?"

The leader of the Golden Armored Monster Clan on the opposite side sneered and said: "Everyone is looking at you, using you as a tool to test the reality of my aquarium, and no one will come to rescue you."

He looked at the gloomy expression on Yao Guangcheng's face, and then said in a thunderous voice, "We have sent the news here to the Sun Chaser Guard, can you see if Zhao Yang dares to come?"

Does Zhao Yang dare to come?

In front of millions of troops, does Zhao Yang dare to come?
There is a 30 army here, including Daoist Yuan Ying sitting in the town, and they are all maimed. Does Zhao Yang dare to come?

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

"Zhenhaiwei, the third largest battalion of the New Army, Sun Chaser Guard, the first battalion is here—"

"boast--"

"boast--"

"boast--"

On the dilapidated embankment, the sound of neat footsteps covered up the sound of the waves, the sound of the war drums of the Yaozu, and the monstrous arrogance of the Yaozu!

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

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

"Zhao Yang?"

The golden-armored demon clan above the demon cloud was a little puzzled, turned to look at the people around him, and then turned to look at the lore list floating in the distant sky.

Zhao Yang's name flashed red.

It's Zhao Yang.

"Zhao Yang!" The golden-armored demon clan on the demon cloud laughed wildly.

"Dare to kill the grand commander's son, and dare to appear here today. I don't know if this kid is brave or stupid?"

The battle formation behind Zhao Yang was extremely thin compared to the monster army formation in front of him, and its momentum was much worse.

"Hey——Zhao Yang, why did you come here before the time for training in March?" Yao Guangcheng, who had always been extremely strong, seemed to have aged ten years in mid-air, with the corners of his mouth trembling, looking at Zhao Yang who was lined up below.

Zhao Yang raised his head, waved his hand, and a book unfolded.

"The Yaozu faked the order of the guarding general and invited Zhao Yang to come here."

"In order to go to the invitation, Zhao and his subordinates traveled three thousand miles a day, without sleep, and finally arrived. I hope, Yaozu, don't let Zhao down!"

After the words fell, Zhao Yang let out a long howl, and stretched out his fingers to the million-strong army in front of him.

"The Daily Guardian is here, let's fight—"

The soldier behind stepped forward with one step, raising the long knife in his hand.

"The Daily Guardian is here, let's fight—"

With every step, ten thousand soldiers sound like one person.

"Come to fight—"

"boom--"

A column of red and black smoke rises up, like a demon with teeth and claws, rushes towards the demon cloud above the monster clan's head, and then tears it into pieces.

The army of one million was at a loss in front of the tens of thousands of soldiers who roared at this step.

"Hahaha——" In the air, Yao Guangcheng looked up to the sky and laughed, "I never thought that Zhao Yang, your entire army's level is really unparalleled in the world!"

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

Embarrassed looks appeared on the faces of those golden-armored demon clansmen. The flag-waving man threw down the flag fiercely, and it hung hundreds of feet in front of Zhao Yang.

"Those who kill Zhao Yang will be promoted to three levels and rewarded with one hundred thousand spirit beads!"

"kill--"

At this time, those monster races also reacted, the leading generals shouted loudly, and the army formation was surrounded by tides, and the Sun Chaser Guards roared.

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes, looked at the monster army formation in front of him, slowly raised the spear in his hand, and pointed it in front of him.

The distance between the two armies is thousands of feet.

The distance between the two armies was five hundred feet.

The distance between the two armies is hundreds of feet, and countless magical auras rise from the opposite side!
"cut--"

Zhao Yang shouted loudly, and pointed out the spear.

Thousands of people behind him followed Gao Yao, and the long knife flashed a sky-splitting light, and it slashed down!

"boom!"

The light of the knife fell, bringing up a ten thousand zhang light blade, splitting the world in half.

"Om-"

The Lancang River, which has been galloping for thousands of years, came to a standstill.

Three thousand feet in front of Zhao Yang, the river water, demon clouds, white bones, and sandy beaches are nothingness, full of powder.

Also turned into powder, there are several monster clan army formations before.

With one blow, the world is shattered!
The sound of "呲呵" was heard between the heaven and the earth. This was the sound of the air flowing rapidly after the aura was emptied.

In addition to this sound, there are also those rustling sounds of dust floating.

"boom--"

After a long time, the boundless waves filled the empty space of three thousand feet, setting off a violent turmoil.

"Hahaha--"

"The army is like one, and the water is cut off with a knife. Seeing this army, I, Yao Guangcheng, will die in peace!" In the air, Yao Guangcheng raised his big sword, and his whole body emitted a bright light, covering the light of the great sun.

"Today Yao will fight to the death!"

"Desperately—"

On the embankment, the remaining soldiers shouted loudly and rushed down the embankment.

"Ugh-"

"Ugh-"

After a lapse of more than a month, above the great river, the horn of retreating troops sounded again.