v8 Chapter 168： Thousand tombs that are no longer familiar

The first red gold fireball and the UFO giant ship officially met.

A bang, like a fireball falling into the oil pan.

The red-gold flame and the black yin gas touched each other, but they burned violently along the black yin.

More and more red gold fireballs land on the surface of the UFO.

This is true for every red gold fireball.

The surface of all the UFO ships burned.

These red-gold flames burned along the black smoldering into the surface of the UFO ship, along the passage of the character, deep into the interior of the UFO.

The sound of countless horror sounded deep inside the UFO.

There should be no kind of strong armor that can burn through the UFOs in this world. However, when these red-golden flames melt with these yin, they are more amazingly hot and begin to burn through the UFO. The weakness of the ship, especially inside, especially those arrays, the sparse of those spar.

The destruction of the character and the law matrix means the violent departure of the vitality.

The bursts of explosions rang from the depths of the UFO.

"Abandon the ship!"

The previous screaming of the military order sounded again, but this time the screams of the screams were all vibrato.

There are countless winds rolling up in the open hatch.

All the practitioners and strategists rushed out of the hatch for the first time.

Then there is the army.

First, the chaotic and sharp pace of the pace, followed by neat and untidy footsteps and hooves, the sound of the wheels.

A snorkeling giant ship burned in a whole body, like a monster with hot oil, which completely imagined the previous appearance.

The practitioners and strategists and the army that emerged from its belly were like viscera or excrement spreading on the ice.

The flames burned on the ice, and the ice began to turn into water. These giant ships that burned in the whole body began to sink slowly.

A large amount of hot steam spewed.

In the open hatch, the first thing that spewed out was the wind. Now the wind that has been sprayed out has already caught the hot steam and a blaze of flames, and even these flames are gradually connected.

Even so, the troops that were finally withdrawn from the UFO were still stable and still not in chaos.

The flame even swallowed up the last chariot, making these chariots out of the fire curtain, but even though the armor of these horses and sergeants burned, their movements remained unchanged.

These are the terracotta warriors.

Zheng Shou relies on changing the whole war. What she got from the old Wang’s dreams and the accumulation of the entire Jiaodong County for many years has formed such an army, which has completely changed her Yan Qi’s fate.

This nearly 10,000 terracotta warriors and horses, but also at this time all the lost on the ice, shocked to the words of the Qin practitioners and sergeants can not be described in words, the final emboldened.

Especially those generals who are loyal to Zheng Shou and Yuan Wu, their horror comes from the destruction of these UFO ships, nothing more.

It’s just the end of the ice. The black-shirted teenager is still standing, indicating the purpose of him and the Bashan swordfield. It’s not just about destroying these UFO fleets, but the power of the entire UFO fleet. destruction.

So, why?

The general who was constantly issuing orders was Xu Rui, who was the confidant of Xu Fuci’s surname.

He was bathed in the fire and looked at the silent black-shirted boy. Because of his shock and heartache, his face was distorted to an unimaginable level.

"kill!"

He sent another military order.

Finally, the terracotta warriors who left the UFO ship began to move on the ice like a tide.

The most terrible thing about these terracotta warriors is that their bodies are nothing but the body. As long as some of the inner cores are not lost, as long as the hands of the soldiers in the hands of Zheng Zhuang are still there, even the remains of the terracotta warriors can be restored.

In a sense, this is the most brave, true undead army that is not afraid of death.

Some flying swords were mixed between these terracotta warriors and horses, and they choked empty.

A powerful army with a large number of practitioners can only compete with the army.

He did not believe that the Bashan sword field in Jiaodong County could lie in the Yanjing area with a strong army capable of killing this undead army.

The terracotta warriors began to run.

All the footsteps of the infantry were exceptionally consistent, and the cavalry and chariots followed behind them.

The neat steps created a horrible shock on the ice.

There are countless cracks on the ice surface, deep to the bottom of the river.

As the footsteps continue to trample, the cracks regenerate and crack, and countless crystal ice particles splash up.

Such an army's assault momentum, even if Xu Rui and those who practiced the stunned, but somehow, looking at the still-silent black-shirt boy, their hearts are all ominous.

They could not see the bottom of the river, and there was black gas in the sand.

The black gas is as thick as the ink, and it fills the gap between the cracks of the ice in an instant, and it spreads quietly.

A black flower bud grows in the gap of the ice and blooms instantly.

After a flower is countless.

On the white ice, it turns into a sea of ​​flowers.

A black flower sea.

Countless sounds of cold air sounded.

The speed of the terracotta warriors and horses that seem to never slow down is suddenly slowing down. Even the flying swords that follow are feeling strongly restrained and feel the same erosion.

However, this is still only the beginning.

Some people are cuddling in the mountains, the sound of the piano is sobbing, cold and light, and people feel sad and lonely.

In addition to the flowers in the ice gap, black bamboo began to grow.

Many of the practitioners behind the Terracotta Warriors began to become extremely heavy.

They began to wake up to who the black bamboo and the sound of the piano came from.

If the grievances between the former Bashan sword field and Yuanwu Zheng sleeve are not to be said, the Daqin dynasty always owes a confession to the merchants.

An orphan girl, such as a lonely ghost, can always hurt the hearts of all Qin people.

The terracotta warriors and horses are in a quagmire.

The ice surface continues to crack.

A piece of ice cubes rushed up, and the endless black gas rushed underneath.

Most of the UFO ships have disappeared, burning into huge rusting iron and sinking in the water.

However, on this ice, there is a huge monster like a huge ship.

It is a black mountain.

There are countless tombstones on the mountain.

A loud voice and a strong sound of the sword screamed.

Almost all practitioners and strategists shot.

Even the business lady has already appeared. If there are people such as Bai Shanshui, if they can't let the soldiers and horses get out of the storm and join the battle, they will have the possibility of destroying the whole army.

However, this thousand tombs are no longer the thousand tombs familiar to the world practitioners.

Between these tombstones, there are a number of figures appearing.

The figure of this road is surrounded by dead air, not a living thing, but it is swaying the kind of atmosphere that only the master can have.

Many Jianguangs subconsciously paused in the air and cringed.

The masters of these swordsmen were shocked to see that these figures, not the living creatures, appeared more and more, and they walked out of the thousand tombs and marched toward the Terracotta Army.