Chapter 555
Take Yi Rong Dan, the bones crackle, a burst of numbness, skin and muscle contraction, skin color changes, in a short time poplar and Ling Jiao two people have become a different look.
The armor was not really thrown on the ground behind the Xuelian sect, so the poplar was put into the space bag for the first time to avoid exposing the horse's feet.
By removing the hidden talisman, the two show their body shape and appear in the rear of the blood lotus sect in the battlefield.
Baiyang becomes a tall and thin young man, while Ling Jiao turns into a middle-aged strong man. He looks at each other and smiles at each other. Everything is in silence.
"What are you two doing? Hurry up, flinch, believe it or not, I'll cut you off immediately Just then, there was a roar in front of them, and a cold, crazy look came over.
He was a young man with a long knife. At a glance at the poplar, he could see that he was just the scum of the martial art realm. He should be a small head. Unlike other people, he had a black cloth belt tied to his shoulder, and the cloth belt had a red lotus pattern.
"Kill!" Poplar a pull Ling Jiao, rushed to the other side, eyes signal him not to be impulsive.
Why two are undercover now, don't start chopping people to avoid self defeating.
Ling Jiao curls his mouth, that guy he can press to death with a finger, but at this moment still listen to Bai Yang's.
"Hum!" The young man snorted coldly. Seeing that poplar and Ling Jiao rushed into the crowd, he didn't say anything, but he always felt something was wrong. He glared in his eyes and ran to him in two steps and yelled: "what about your weapons?"
Bai Yang said with a frightened face: "when I set out before, I didn't know where I had been when I was nervous"
Ling Jiao held back a smile, and in her heart, Bai Yang pretended to be very similar, and immediately put on the same frightened expression as Bai Yang.
"You're useless. Take it. Remember to chop down more soldiers of the Chen Dynasty. If you have done something good, you can't help giving out the benefits." the other side glared, groping around and throwing out two weapons.
Well, a ruler long dagger and a fist sized metal hammer.
Baiyang took the dagger and Ling Jiao took the hammer.
Waving the dagger, Baiyang said speechless: "boss, what can this thing do? "You can't stab people to death"
"cough, make do with it." the other party gave a dry cough and then glared. In fact, he knew that at this time, the people who fought with the Chen Dynasty on the battlefield were just cannon fodder. The blood lotus sect did not expect them to kill Qingmu county at all, and there was no loss when they died.
And Ling Jiao looked at each other quietly, poplar waved a dagger into the crowd, and roared: "kill, kill the soldiers of the Chen Dynasty!"
"Poof..."
"Oh, I'll wipe it!"
"Be careful, the dagger has cut me"
waving the dagger, the poplar roars louder than anyone else, but it can't go forward in the upstream of the rear side, injuring many people by accident, and abusing everywhere.
"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to, I came from the countryside, this battle is really terrible, I was excited to make mistakes, not on purpose," Bai Yang immediately explained.
Ling Jiao closely followed the poplar side, biting teeth, almost did not suppress the internal injury, also learn from the poplar under the Yin hand, the hand hammer from time to time to the side of the body.
These two strange guys mingled with the crowd, and from time to time there was chaos, and the rhythm was well controlled and did not attract much attention.
After all, everyone's attention is on the fight in front of them. They rush forward one by one. Who will pay attention to these strange guys behind.
The battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people are fighting is the meat grinder. Countless people die at the front of the battle every moment, while the people behind rush to fill in the gap.
The army of the Chen Dynasty is well-equipped, with tacit understanding, advancing and retreating in a moderate manner, killing people here.
But there are so many people in Xuelian sect. They rush forward regardless of the number. Leng is to let the war stand still.
It has to be said that although these people are just a bunch of mobs, there are still many experts among them. At least in a few minutes, Bai Yang saw more than ten warriors and even one warrior.
They are particularly outstanding in their performance. A person can withstand a group of people, but they are the object of "taking care of". Once they appear, they are often shot into hedgehogs by flying arrows.
Such a guy, poplar, must be far away, so as not to bring disaster to the fish.
Ling Jiao followed him, almost without leaving a trace of the loss, the two kept swimming in the blood lotus sect army, the number of more than one, they were not impressive.
Driven by the fierce fighting, they all want to rush forward, and no one notices them.
The roar is fiercer than anyone else. The grim looking poplar just doesn't run to the front. In order to make himself appear hard, he really wants to help Xuelian sect attack Qingmu county. He also uses a dagger to cut his clothes, and makes himself embarrassed with the blood on the dagger. He looks like I'm fighting with all my heart and looks like everyone else.
All the people around were infected by the positive appearance of poplar, roaring forward one by one.
"Why do you have to die?" Bai Yang murmured. He said in his heart that it would be better for him to get involved in the Xuelian camp.This battle is extremely tragic. When the poplar came to Qingmu County, it was fighting. Until now, hundreds of thousands of people have been fighting in the same battle as the meat grinder, and the number of people has been rapidly reduced.
From morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, and from afternoon to dusk.
There is a river of blood and bones, and the smell of blood is strong. Even a faint blood mist rises over the battlefield!
When the sun sets, there are only less than 10000 left in the blood lotus sect and thousands in Qingmu county. The other hundreds of thousands of people will be buried in the battlefield forever.
That picture, really can't use words to describe, everywhere is the corpse, everywhere is the broken weapon, how is a miserable word!
Bang!
When the sun left the last ray of light disappeared in the sky, a huge bell rang from the camp of blood lotus sect, ringing through the sky.
Hearing that voice, the people who are tired and fighting for a meal, very tacit agreement to give up the fight and retreat.
The battle, which lasted for a day and killed hundreds of thousands of people, declared a temporary end.
"Is it over?" The white poplar stands in the corpse mountain blood sea, the voice is dumb, to roar.
"Everyone who died is actually innocent. They had a bright future, but they lost their lives in vain because of a rebellion," sighed Ling Jiao.
The replacement of rights has always been paved with blood. The final history is written by the winner. Who cares about the process?
"What are your ink marks? It's luck that you didn't die this time. Go back quickly. Someone will clean up the battlefield later!" There was a strong man with blood on the edge, carrying a knife with countless gaps, and said to them, hoarse.
"Oh, oh" poplar responded, and Ling Jiao followed the rest of the people back to the blood lotus camp.
Hundreds of thousands of people fought, and there were only 10000 people on both sides who survived. The death rate is terrible!
When the madness of the battle retreated, and the sight of the devastated scenes, the living people felt frightened. They survived and did not die. It's good!
Even if they survive, almost all of them are injured. It's very common to see a broken arm and a broken leg. Often, such people are almost useless in their whole life.
With the more and more close to the blood lotus camp, poplar clenched his fist secretly, and got closer to the target!
As he approached the camp, he saw more than a dozen official members of the sect coming out of the camp. They crossed over the returning people and stepped on the battlefield, scattering a kind of gray powder between waves.
The powder drifted away and stained the corpse. The corpse withered quickly and turned into powder as if it had experienced countless years!
"All things wither? No, it's not that everything is withered. Everything is more terrible than this. This kind of thing is only useful for corpses, and even the living people can't resist the withering of everything. What they scatter should be something similar to "corpse dissolving powder.".
This is how we clean up the battlefield!
Qingmu county is similar there. There are also people who come out to scatter that kind of powder. Even if they meet the people of the blood lotus sect, they don't fight. It seems that they have reached a tacit agreement.
As the crowd crossed a huge wooden wall built by trees, poplar and Ling Jiao formally entered the xuelianjiao camp.
Although they returned from the battle, they did not get the first time to repair and rest, but all came to a large school field.
There is a wooden platform in front of the school yard, where a member of the blood lotus sect has been waiting for a long time.
Mixed in the crowd, poplar found that all the people around were looking eagerly at the member of the blood lotus Sect on the high platform.
Soon, poplar understood why the people around him looked at each other eagerly, and only listened to the other's bleak voice and said: "after a fight, first of all, congratulations on your survival!"
"If you survive, after a war baptism, you will no longer be cannon fodder. Now you have to remove the disabled. There are about 10000 people under my command. The original order has been disrupted, and we will re select the ten person team leader, the 100 person squadron leader and the 1000 people's Congress leader. Finally, I will be your leader, and I will be called the general."
"You all killed the enemy together. You can see the performance of the people around you. Form a team by yourself. Ten people form a small team and select the team leader. After the team leader is elected, the ten team leaders recommend the squadron leader and the squadron leader. After the ten team leaders are elected, come to me for Zhuanggu pill, which can improve your physical quality and increase your strength. Now Come on
It turns out that those who survived were no longer cannon fodder, but had a formal establishment. There was also a formal leader of the blood lotus sect, and there was a Dan medicine reward. No wonder the people present were enthusiastic.
When he thinks like this in his heart, Bai Yang feels that the surrounding atmosphere is not right. In addition to Ling Jiao, nine people consciously stand behind him.
"What are you doing?" Bai Yang asked in astonishment.
"We all saw the previous battles. You are the most active and we are willing to follow you! I have decided to recommend you as the team leader! " A young man full of blood looked at the poplar and said.
What? I'm positive? Which eye of you saw me positive?Poplar is a little confused
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The armor was not really thrown on the ground behind the Xuelian sect, so the poplar was put into the space bag for the first time to avoid exposing the horse's feet.
By removing the hidden talisman, the two show their body shape and appear in the rear of the blood lotus sect in the battlefield.
Baiyang becomes a tall and thin young man, while Ling Jiao turns into a middle-aged strong man. He looks at each other and smiles at each other. Everything is in silence.
"What are you two doing? Hurry up, flinch, believe it or not, I'll cut you off immediately Just then, there was a roar in front of them, and a cold, crazy look came over.
He was a young man with a long knife. At a glance at the poplar, he could see that he was just the scum of the martial art realm. He should be a small head. Unlike other people, he had a black cloth belt tied to his shoulder, and the cloth belt had a red lotus pattern.
"Kill!" Poplar a pull Ling Jiao, rushed to the other side, eyes signal him not to be impulsive.
Why two are undercover now, don't start chopping people to avoid self defeating.
Ling Jiao curls his mouth, that guy he can press to death with a finger, but at this moment still listen to Bai Yang's.
"Hum!" The young man snorted coldly. Seeing that poplar and Ling Jiao rushed into the crowd, he didn't say anything, but he always felt something was wrong. He glared in his eyes and ran to him in two steps and yelled: "what about your weapons?"
Bai Yang said with a frightened face: "when I set out before, I didn't know where I had been when I was nervous"
Ling Jiao held back a smile, and in her heart, Bai Yang pretended to be very similar, and immediately put on the same frightened expression as Bai Yang.
"You're useless. Take it. Remember to chop down more soldiers of the Chen Dynasty. If you have done something good, you can't help giving out the benefits." the other side glared, groping around and throwing out two weapons.
Well, a ruler long dagger and a fist sized metal hammer.
Baiyang took the dagger and Ling Jiao took the hammer.
Waving the dagger, Baiyang said speechless: "boss, what can this thing do? "You can't stab people to death"
"cough, make do with it." the other party gave a dry cough and then glared. In fact, he knew that at this time, the people who fought with the Chen Dynasty on the battlefield were just cannon fodder. The blood lotus sect did not expect them to kill Qingmu county at all, and there was no loss when they died.
And Ling Jiao looked at each other quietly, poplar waved a dagger into the crowd, and roared: "kill, kill the soldiers of the Chen Dynasty!"
"Poof..."
"Oh, I'll wipe it!"
"Be careful, the dagger has cut me"
waving the dagger, the poplar roars louder than anyone else, but it can't go forward in the upstream of the rear side, injuring many people by accident, and abusing everywhere.
"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to, I came from the countryside, this battle is really terrible, I was excited to make mistakes, not on purpose," Bai Yang immediately explained.
Ling Jiao closely followed the poplar side, biting teeth, almost did not suppress the internal injury, also learn from the poplar under the Yin hand, the hand hammer from time to time to the side of the body.
These two strange guys mingled with the crowd, and from time to time there was chaos, and the rhythm was well controlled and did not attract much attention.
After all, everyone's attention is on the fight in front of them. They rush forward one by one. Who will pay attention to these strange guys behind.
The battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people are fighting is the meat grinder. Countless people die at the front of the battle every moment, while the people behind rush to fill in the gap.
The army of the Chen Dynasty is well-equipped, with tacit understanding, advancing and retreating in a moderate manner, killing people here.
But there are so many people in Xuelian sect. They rush forward regardless of the number. Leng is to let the war stand still.
It has to be said that although these people are just a bunch of mobs, there are still many experts among them. At least in a few minutes, Bai Yang saw more than ten warriors and even one warrior.
They are particularly outstanding in their performance. A person can withstand a group of people, but they are the object of "taking care of". Once they appear, they are often shot into hedgehogs by flying arrows.
Such a guy, poplar, must be far away, so as not to bring disaster to the fish.
Ling Jiao followed him, almost without leaving a trace of the loss, the two kept swimming in the blood lotus sect army, the number of more than one, they were not impressive.
Driven by the fierce fighting, they all want to rush forward, and no one notices them.
The roar is fiercer than anyone else. The grim looking poplar just doesn't run to the front. In order to make himself appear hard, he really wants to help Xuelian sect attack Qingmu county. He also uses a dagger to cut his clothes, and makes himself embarrassed with the blood on the dagger. He looks like I'm fighting with all my heart and looks like everyone else.
All the people around were infected by the positive appearance of poplar, roaring forward one by one.
"Why do you have to die?" Bai Yang murmured. He said in his heart that it would be better for him to get involved in the Xuelian camp.This battle is extremely tragic. When the poplar came to Qingmu County, it was fighting. Until now, hundreds of thousands of people have been fighting in the same battle as the meat grinder, and the number of people has been rapidly reduced.
From morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, and from afternoon to dusk.
There is a river of blood and bones, and the smell of blood is strong. Even a faint blood mist rises over the battlefield!
When the sun sets, there are only less than 10000 left in the blood lotus sect and thousands in Qingmu county. The other hundreds of thousands of people will be buried in the battlefield forever.
That picture, really can't use words to describe, everywhere is the corpse, everywhere is the broken weapon, how is a miserable word!
Bang!
When the sun left the last ray of light disappeared in the sky, a huge bell rang from the camp of blood lotus sect, ringing through the sky.
Hearing that voice, the people who are tired and fighting for a meal, very tacit agreement to give up the fight and retreat.
The battle, which lasted for a day and killed hundreds of thousands of people, declared a temporary end.
"Is it over?" The white poplar stands in the corpse mountain blood sea, the voice is dumb, to roar.
"Everyone who died is actually innocent. They had a bright future, but they lost their lives in vain because of a rebellion," sighed Ling Jiao.
The replacement of rights has always been paved with blood. The final history is written by the winner. Who cares about the process?
"What are your ink marks? It's luck that you didn't die this time. Go back quickly. Someone will clean up the battlefield later!" There was a strong man with blood on the edge, carrying a knife with countless gaps, and said to them, hoarse.
"Oh, oh" poplar responded, and Ling Jiao followed the rest of the people back to the blood lotus camp.
Hundreds of thousands of people fought, and there were only 10000 people on both sides who survived. The death rate is terrible!
When the madness of the battle retreated, and the sight of the devastated scenes, the living people felt frightened. They survived and did not die. It's good!
Even if they survive, almost all of them are injured. It's very common to see a broken arm and a broken leg. Often, such people are almost useless in their whole life.
With the more and more close to the blood lotus camp, poplar clenched his fist secretly, and got closer to the target!
As he approached the camp, he saw more than a dozen official members of the sect coming out of the camp. They crossed over the returning people and stepped on the battlefield, scattering a kind of gray powder between waves.
The powder drifted away and stained the corpse. The corpse withered quickly and turned into powder as if it had experienced countless years!
"All things wither? No, it's not that everything is withered. Everything is more terrible than this. This kind of thing is only useful for corpses, and even the living people can't resist the withering of everything. What they scatter should be something similar to "corpse dissolving powder.".
This is how we clean up the battlefield!
Qingmu county is similar there. There are also people who come out to scatter that kind of powder. Even if they meet the people of the blood lotus sect, they don't fight. It seems that they have reached a tacit agreement.
As the crowd crossed a huge wooden wall built by trees, poplar and Ling Jiao formally entered the xuelianjiao camp.
Although they returned from the battle, they did not get the first time to repair and rest, but all came to a large school field.
There is a wooden platform in front of the school yard, where a member of the blood lotus sect has been waiting for a long time.
Mixed in the crowd, poplar found that all the people around were looking eagerly at the member of the blood lotus Sect on the high platform.
Soon, poplar understood why the people around him looked at each other eagerly, and only listened to the other's bleak voice and said: "after a fight, first of all, congratulations on your survival!"
"If you survive, after a war baptism, you will no longer be cannon fodder. Now you have to remove the disabled. There are about 10000 people under my command. The original order has been disrupted, and we will re select the ten person team leader, the 100 person squadron leader and the 1000 people's Congress leader. Finally, I will be your leader, and I will be called the general."
"You all killed the enemy together. You can see the performance of the people around you. Form a team by yourself. Ten people form a small team and select the team leader. After the team leader is elected, the ten team leaders recommend the squadron leader and the squadron leader. After the ten team leaders are elected, come to me for Zhuanggu pill, which can improve your physical quality and increase your strength. Now Come on
It turns out that those who survived were no longer cannon fodder, but had a formal establishment. There was also a formal leader of the blood lotus sect, and there was a Dan medicine reward. No wonder the people present were enthusiastic.
When he thinks like this in his heart, Bai Yang feels that the surrounding atmosphere is not right. In addition to Ling Jiao, nine people consciously stand behind him.
"What are you doing?" Bai Yang asked in astonishment.
"We all saw the previous battles. You are the most active and we are willing to follow you! I have decided to recommend you as the team leader! " A young man full of blood looked at the poplar and said.
What? I'm positive? Which eye of you saw me positive?Poplar is a little confused
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