Nightfall

With regard to the coalition of the Xiling Temple, the Nanjin emperor stayed in Chengjing, and the Nanjin troops who had entered the wilderness were personally led by the Nanjin prince. In the previous **** battle, they suffered heavy losses. The Jiangge strongmen suffered numerous deaths and injuries. Seriously injured. But the true strength of the coalition forces was not greatly affected.

There are many Daomenkeqing forces like Dahegu Mochiyuan who are waiting for silence.

The verdict in the Scarlet God, Ye Hongyu, has not shot today-she killed three barbarian warrior leaders in the battle a few days ago, showing a terrifying realm of power-to know those barren The strength of the warrior leader is close to the peak level of martial arts.

The tall figure in charge of the Xiling Temple has been staying in that huge shrine. The Iron Rider of the Datang Empire has not shown its full strength in several charges.

But the elders of the barren tribe will be killed and injured, the elders will be killed on the spot, the first master Tang will be seriously injured, and more than a dozen powerful warrior leaders will be injured or killed. At this time, the Xiling Temple Allied Forces still retain such strong strength With so many backers, how can the barren be hopeless?

The battlefield gradually rested, but the rest of the time, the shrine coalition re-emerged, and the army assembled again, ready to launch the last attack on the northern barren tribe.

Tens of thousands of deserted soldiers suffered heavy casualties, because of their strong bodies and wills, most of them were seriously injured, and they no longer have the ability to fight. The tribesmen looked at Tang on one knee in the middle of the wasteland battlefield. The hardships and dreams that come will eventually be dissipated.

There was a dead silence in the wasteland, and then I don't know who led the song, the sad songs were floating in the wind, and the rough singing echoed on the wasteland.

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"The sky is also cold. The ground is also cold, and the goshawks dare not look at the northern wasteland."

"At sea falls, at sea rises, the snow wolf is hunted by the at sea."

"Snow wolf chases, snow wolf dies, holding a knife to find deer busy all day long."

"Where to live, where to die, where to bury the bones."

"Min Shan Xiong. Min Shan is strong, Min Shan is the true hometown."

"Stepped across the vast snow, stepped through the miles of frost and looked south all day long."

"Crossing the vast snow, stepping through the miles of frost, no longer looking south."

"I'll go first, you come again."

"I will fight first and you will come again."

"I die first. You come again."

"The way back is near, the way back is far, and the way back sets foot."

"I'm gone, come on."

"I'm at war, come on."

"I'm dead, come on."

"I'm dead, come on."

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This is the homeland song that has been passed down for thousands of years. After a thousand years of snow and blizzards, they finally left the extremely northern cold region, away from Atami and the snowfield, and returned to their homeland. However, it was not flowers and enthusiasm that greeted them, but indifferent eyes and **** fighting, and even the tragic situation of genocide.

In the past, when the barren sang this song, there will be tragic emotions, even just calm and calm, but today, tens of thousands of barren warriors are dead or wounded, sitting and lying on the wilderness of the blood, the voice is hissing or dumb , The singing couldn't be neat, and it fluctuated from time to time. He looked extremely sad and ran straight into the sky.

Suddenly a horseshoe sounded, then a wheel sound, and the sound of the wheels merged into the tragic song of the barren. , A calm and stable rhythm that seems very indifferent.

The clouds covered the sky in the north of the wilderness, and a black carriage slowly drove under the clouds.

The barren looked at the carriage. Helping each other to stand up hard, whether it is an old warrior with gray hair or a young warrior with a pale face. Whether it was a strong man with a broken leg or a woman covered with blood, looking at the black carriage, his expression became awe and fear, and then there was his last hope.

Proud knees fell on the field wetted by blood, where the black carriage passed, the barbarians knelt down and bowed their heads to salute. Some barbaric warriors who were seriously injured, once kneeling, could no longer get up, and died.

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Tang knelt on one knee in the middle of the wasteland battlefield. His left knee fell deep into the mud, squeezing out countless black juices. I do n’t know whether it was the milk of the wasteland or the blood of the tribe ’s compatriots. He stared silently at the huge **** in the distance. , Watching the looming tall figure in the tower, slowly breathing.

The barren faced the genocide. As the leader of the demon walking and the barbarians, he was reluctant to accept this fact. At least before he died, he had to make the Xiling Temple pay a very painful price.

In the wasteland at this time, the most honorable and most important person for the Central Plains countries was naturally the master of the Xiling Temple in the huge shrine, who was the ultimate goal of Tang ’s life.

At this moment, he heard a slight chaos from the tribe singing behind him, and then he heard the sound of horseshoes and wheels, looked back, and saw the black carriage.

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The surface of the black carriage was covered with a shallow layer of frost, and the inside of the carriage was covered with a thick layer of ice. The fire in the brass basin was frozen by a chilling ghost, and could be extinguished at any time.

The cold breath in Sang Sang's body had already awakened, and now he has finally started to break out, but no matter whether she or Ning Que, she does not know the brand of the Pluto in her body, and it will eventually evolve into something.

Ning Que's eyelashes hung with snow frost, and the gloomy sky light coming from the car window was refracted into colorful light by these snow frosts. He listened to the barren singing from the window and said, "I will go first, you come . "

Sang Sang yelled, put his face on his chest, and said: "I die first, you come again."

Ning Que shook his head and said: "I die first, you come again, or die together."

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When the black carriage was seen on the wasteland, the Xiling Temple Allied Forces camp suddenly fell into silence, the teams being assembled became a bit chaotic, and the terrifying powerful men were silent.

Two years ago, at the beginning of the Lanke Temple Buddha's masterpiece, the whole world was chasing and killing the black carriage, including the tragic war on the wilderness these days, all started from the black carriage. Appeared in front of people's eyes, but people feel a little helpless.

No one gave orders. The tall figure on the giant dragon looked up silently, and the coalition forces in the Xiling Temple almost subconsciously stopped the offensive, waiting for the final military order.

The black carriage stopped in front of the barren.

With a creak, the ice and snow on the carriage flicked slightly.

The door opened, and Sang Sang in black fur walked down.

She looked at the coalition army of the Xiling Temple in the south, and took a few steps forward. When each step fell, the ground where the bottom of the foot was in contact with the wasteland ground would be frozen. Form a mass of ice and snow.

Like walking on the white snow lotus.

The dull cloud covered most of the sky in this wilderness. More than ten black crows fluttered in the air above Sang Sang's head. The picture was extremely strange.

Looking at this scene, all of the coalition forces in the Xiling Temple in the south have a very strange emotion in their hearts. It is a negative emotion combined with fear, awe, aversion, and destruction.

In the blood-red shrine, Ye Hongyu supported his jaw with his hand. Looking quietly at the north, she looked tired from her eyebrows. She was not as ordinary as a military soldier. She was shocked by the black carriage and the daughter of Pluto to be speechless and emotionally complex. She just felt very puzzled at this time: Where is Ningque?

Suddenly, her eyes were suddenly bright, and the waterfall-like black hair floated sharply backwards. She did not hesitate to fold her waist, following the dark hair dancing wildly. Falling down like a cut tree.

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Ning Que is not beside Sang Sang, nor in the carriage of the black carriage.

I don't know when, he has quietly left the carriage, under the cover of the barbarians 'singing, came to the forefront of the barbarians' front, and came among the barbarians who were kneeling down on the ground.

When the eyes of the whole world were attracted by Sang Sang, he knelt on the ground on one knee, pulled the string with his right hand, and sharply bent his iron bow, aiming at the direction of the joint forces of the Xiling Temple several miles away in the south. The bowstring is loose.

The Yuan Thirteen Arrows condensed the collective wisdom of the academy and the resources of the entire Datang Empire. The power theory alone can even be compared with the legendary previous-generation magical instruments.

Yuan Thirteen Arrows can ignore space, no matter how far the flight distance is, there will be no loss of power, so in combat, the farther away from the enemy. The better for Ning Que.

It is difficult for those enemies to predict the opportunities from his movements and give warning signs.

Because of these characteristics, Yuan Thirteen Arrows is the most suitable weapon for sneak attack on the battlefield. It can be said that it is unfavorable and unfavorable. The only limitation is whether Ning Que can see the target and can target it.

At this time, the two armies are separated by a few miles, which is extremely far away. Ordinary feather arrows and flying swords cannot pass, but Ning Que can see all the details on the front line for more than twenty miles, and can target anyone he wants to aim at. .

锃 锃 锃 锃 锃!

Ning Que knelt on one knee, hiding among the barren, traversing continuously, shooting five arrows in a row like lightning.

He knows that there are not many opportunities left for himself today. He must grasp and make full use of this opportunity, which means that he must complete enough goals in the first arrow attack.

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The first arrow is the most sudden, the most difficult to prevent, the greatest chance of success, and the target chosen is, of course, the one who is the most important, and the one who is most likely to cause fundamental changes to the battle situation.

This goal is a good choice, just as Tang decided to burn the last life to kill the man, Ning Que also did not hesitate to choose to send the first arrow to the Xiling Temple to teach.

Everything is as expected, and the battlefield is far apart. Unlike the battles of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows in Lanke Temple and Chaoyang City, no one can predict his behavior in advance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ at least When the first string echoed above the wasteland, no one knew that the iron arrow had left the string, and the Yuan Thirteen Arrow ignored space and time, so according to logic, no one could escape.

Even the Xiling Temple is taught.

The white turbulent flow suddenly took place behind the string, not yet fully formed, and the dark iron arrow had disappeared. Head.

The gauze blinds the light.

The iron arrow hit the head of the figure, but it seemed to be a real shadow, passing silently, and then the body of the iron arrow appeared, penetrating countless heavy curtains, and disappearing into the extremely distant sky in the south. .

The tall figure leaned forward slightly, looking towards the north of the wasteland. It seemed that he was not hurt. Instead, he felt very interesting. He wanted to see what the man who made the arrow looked like.

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(Today's first chapter, there are three chapters) (to be continued ...)