The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Unfortunately, it was the enemy who seized the opportunity this time.

A 5000-man army of the Qin Army was ambushed while marching to a remote desert.

But the enemy is not only the bloodthirsty "wolves" on the grassland, but also the enemy under the ground.

The slender bodies that look like worms are always wrapped in disgusting slime, and when they emerge from the ground, it means that they will devour life.

The evil thing in the sacrifice of the evil god reappeared, but it was at the time of the decisive battle between Qin and Xiong.

With the help of the Bronze Man Jia's Heart Purifying Mantra, the soldiers of the Qin Army quickly escaped from the malice and panic.

5000 people, facing three times the enemy's encirclement and suppression, and the threat under their feet.

Everyone feels lifeless.

"Qin Jun! Formation!"

The Qin army, which had lost most of its army and horses, had lost the ability to rush out of the battle formation.

That being the case, it's just a battle to the death.

The chief general of the army had already died together with the Earth Burrower after the fight.The general did not hesitate and took over the commanding duties.

Cold corpses lay all over the battlefield.

The cutting-edge swords have become blunt. Faced with the slightest loss, the Xiongnu army's eyes were red, and they didn't care about casualties at all.After a while of fighting, the Qin army with only more than 3000 people gathered together again like a group.

However, to the disappointment of the worshipers of the evil god, there has not been enough despair absorbed in this sacrificial field so far.

Faced with such a situation, are they still not desperate?ridiculous!

Enduring the stabbing pain in his head, Xuanjun in white looked at the battlefield, and a strange chanting sound came out of his mouth.

If it wasn't for using more despair to please the evil god who was sacrificed, did this group of people really think that they could live up to now with their own strength?

Let him summon more monsters, and let this group of people contribute more despair.

However, at the next moment, as he sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, his expression changed instantly.

red! !

It was an overwhelming red.

In the sunset of the grassland at dusk, a distinctive red streak appeared, and under the clouds, it turned into a raging wave of blood and a rain of blood that poured down the world.

The earth was trembling violently, and the sky seemed to be torn apart. The almost endless magic power supported by Gaia was surging towards that graceful body crazily.

The world seemed to have been cut off on the boundary between the two armies.

Although the soldiers who had mutated under Attila's civilization erosion were not afraid of death, they became even more insane after seeing the evil god's thing.However, the initial emotions of life still hit my heart irresistibly.

Inexpressible fear in the face of an overwhelming foe

Bright red and gorgeous, it is the land of death all over the manjusawa.

Waves of blood, symbolizing death, surged, melting and tearing apart the Civilization Destroyer's army base like a bamboo, violently impacting and penetrating into the land, bringing curses and nightmares to the evil god.

Qin Jun thought that what he encountered was a fatal situation, and he held the heart of dying together, but unexpectedly, the situation suddenly turned and there was such a change.

But the general still did not dare to slack off, and ordered all the soldiers to raise their shields to prevent possible attacks.

The blood wave gradually stopped, just like Nankey Yimeng, the scarlet fantasy in front of him dissipated without leaving any traces on the ground.

What replaced the phantom-like sea of ​​blood was real blood.

Nearly ten thousand Hun soldiers who died in the sea of ​​blood turned into corpses and completely embraced the land.

From the torn limbs, blood gushed out at the speed of a gurgling stream.

The storm was about to subside, and the leading general saw a woman in black and red with her back turned to them.

"It's over. His Majesty's troops are there... let's rendezvous."

The woman kept her back to them, as if she didn't want to see people. After pointing her finger in one direction, her body was like a willow in the wind, floating in the air.

"Thank you Fairy for your help."

Pianjiang was born in the general family of Xianyang, and he has a wide range of ways, so he has heard of the fact that a fairy dressed in red lives peacefully in Zhulan of the national teacher.Back then there were people who were ignorant, and they spoke rudely in private, saying that the national teacher used power for personal gain, and said that the fairy would not be dedicated to His Majesty.Of course, before the parties involved came forward, Ying Zheng told them what it meant to not be offended.

In this regard, the general is obviously also deeply impressed.

Without paying attention to the people behind her, Yu Ji just flew into the air and disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Chapter 77 Chapter 38 The Evil God Gazes, Afterimages of Giant Gods

"At first I thought it was an illusion, but it turned out that you really followed, Yu."

Under the setting sun on the grassland, Ying An's figure hovered in front of Yu Ji like a ghost, with his hands folded in his sleeves, and his expression was unusually solemn.

"What? I'm just living in Julan temporarily, and I didn't sell myself to you."

Yu Ji smiled shallowly, and rolled her eyes at him charmingly.

Ying An knew what she meant, she didn't want him to control her too much.After all, he is an ancestral character who has experienced countless years in the world. If Bailes himself is the deity, he is qualified to preach. I, who has only accepted the light of super ancient times for a few years, forget it.

"Yes, yes, Grandma Yu is highly respected, I don't care about young people."

Ying An's smile seemed to be a demonstration, which made Yu Ji want to kick him.

"Just did it again, didn't you?"

As soon as the topic changed, the atmosphere between the two of them, as if the sky had darkened.

"Humph……"

Yu Ji snorted softly, and kept silent as an admission.

"The Seventh Army just reported the battle report to His Majesty, and I have seen it. I didn't expect that you, who hate human beings, would take action to save them."

"It's just because... they blocked the way." Yu Ji would not admit her kindness, but turned her head away from him: "You... seem unhappy?"

"No, I'm very happy." He slowly stretched out his hand to cover Yu Ji's eyes.

"What... what are you doing?" Yu Ji was completely at a loss, like a cat being grabbed by the back of the neck.

"The feeling of being feared by others is not good, Yu." Ying An felt the moistness in the palm of his hand: "I'm sorry, human beings are such sensitive and suspicious creatures."

Although he received help, this fear of aliens would not be alleviated.In some people's minds, only when all threatening aliens are kept in captivity will human beings feel at ease.

"You... who do you think I am." There was a bit of crying in the rare and delicate voice, Yu Ji still stood upright, like a withered but still standing poplar, full of stubbornness: " I have already seen the shallowness of your human beings."

That's what I said, but the tears in my palms didn't tell me that.

Forget it, this time I won't tease her like that.

"Let's go, His Majesty is still waiting to reward you."

"Hmph, who wants the reward of that mechanical idiot His Majesty."

Wiping her face hard with her sleeve, Yu Ji's face was a little red, and she kicked the person in front of her lightly: "Idiot, lead the way."

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"What's going on, are these all clones?"

In the palace of Efang Palace, dozens of corpses of the enemies who were besieged and killed by the army were neatly placed under the steps.

This is by no means because Qin Jun has a bad habit of abusing corpses, but because of verifying abnormalities in soldiers.

By the way, even if I am face-blind, it is impossible for you Hun soldiers to look like you.

"What is the cloning that the national teacher is talking about?" Ying Zheng asked curiously.

"It's similar to the clone of immortal technology, Your Majesty." Ying An checked the condition of the corpse, and replied casually: "When Your Majesty gets tired of staying in the holy body, you can also use your own blood essence to create a fairy body , Link your thinking into it, and experience the real world again.”

"Oh? I didn't expect such an operation to exist." Ying Zheng said interestingly, with a strange and unpredictable expression.

Ying An would not have imagined that because of his unintentional words, the first emperor would establish a Lishan talent resource pool in the virtual network of the holy body in the years to come, and countless talents for governing the world, military generals, and generals would all die in their twilight years. They are willing to live here and enjoy peace, and when they are needed, Emperor Shi Huang will give them carefully modified biochemical bodies for the great Qin group to plan.

This should not be a natural situation, but if it is not the transformation of the day after tomorrow, is it impossible to return to the original state after death?It's almost a curse.

For the first time, Ying An stretched out his palm to face the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, and the light ball in his palm extended blue wave-like light.

Restoring the light.

When the light touched the corpse, a mutation occurred. The white lines hidden under the clothes were easily defeated under the light, but they did not dissipate. Instead, they scattered in the air and turned into a strange black mist. It seems to want to regroup.

But, it's just a dream.

Relying solely on the instinct of the program, it is undoubtedly impossible to resist the purification power of the falling light.

Under Ying Zheng's gaze, the corpses whose lines had disappeared turned back into their own appearances, different in height, fat and thin.

"I don't seem to have seen this kind of power in my ancestral home." Ying Zheng's eyebrows were knitted together: "It seems that it is not only the power of the evil god sacrificed by Xia Shi."

"In terms of race, they have not been alienated, and the signs of being polluted by evil gods are not serious."

Ying An affirmed Ying Zheng's statement.

Why does this virus-infected feeling look a bit like Chaos' head?It doesn't seem to be compatible with the capabilities of the system in the [Little Garden].

"But no matter what, what is certain is that the person who summoned the power of the evil god should be in the opponent's camp."

"Hmph, did that sneaky character finally dare to face my Great Qin this time?"

"After all, even if he fled to Rome, the power there might not be His Majesty's opponent. If he wants to take advantage of the situation reasonably, the Huns, who have indeed descended on Heroic Spirits, are already his last hope."

"It seems that it will be a tough battle. In order to have a decisive showdown with my Great Qin, Remnant will definitely pay a heavy price."

The battle of luck is endless.

Yingzheng didn't have any luck in his mind, because he knew that the other party would definitely use the most terrifying ritual in the evil god ceremony, even if this ritual required a lot of life, including the ritual performer himself. .

However, on the battlefield, the most indispensable thing is life, despair and resentment.

This is the dead end of this battle. In this battle between Da Qin and the Xiongnu, no matter the outcome, the power of the evil god will definitely come.

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In the extremely simple camp of the Huns, the evil god left in the summer room offered sacrifices to Xuanjun Yimai and lit an oil lamp.

Under the light, his hair turned pale in just a few days.

Amid the sound of devout prayers, the man picked up the rotten wooden block placed in the center of the tent again, and started another round of carving.