Chapter 118 Chapter 4: The Scary Legends That Have Been Spread for Hundreds of Years

In an instant, a similar sense of fear and shock appeared in the minds of thousands of soldiers. It can be said that almost no one has seen the true face of the mythical lion clan.Because almost no one survives encountering such a demon traveler. No one survived, but remnants of the victims could still be seen. Not a wreck, but a remnant. Because not only will the mythical lion clan never keep alive, but as long as they are living humans and animals, they will eat them up. What remains may be only a finger, a piece of flesh and blood, or a small piece of intestines. At this moment, the wind and sand in the sky became stronger and darker, and there were many strange sounds in the space that made the gums sour and the feet soft.

There was a loud sound of "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... An arc fell heavily in front of Liang Wu, one of the "Second Five".Then, this mighty favorite minister screamed like a pig being killed. Because what landed in front of him was the Yuanshen clansman who fled into the Huangsha Plain just now. His face was lifeless and pale, but a large piece of his whole body was neatly bitten off from his shoulders to his waist. , strictly speaking, only one-third of the whole person remains. The whistling wind, accompanied by Liang Wu's miserable screams, some people in the Jin army couldn't bear it anymore, and cried loudly. This cry is the most contagious thing in the army. In a short while, this group of originally brave and strong army became frightened birds, but this group of poor creatures caught in extreme fear could not escape in all directions.

In the dark scene like hell, at this time the surrounding sand dunes began to tremble, and countless huge sand dunes rose up like huge waves. And there seemed to be a human figure on the sand dunes, and there seemed to be a huge creature shaking faintly in the darkness. Hu Yan, a wise man with a big head, was shocked like a fool at this time. Seeing this frightening scene in the legend appeared in front of his eyes like a nightmare, all his wisdom and strategies had already flown out of the nine heavens. Suddenly, in the darkness of despair, a warm and bright golden light appeared. But although the golden light was beautiful and dazzling, it was filled with screams and blood in an instant.

Those who screamed were thousands of soldiers from the Jin Kingdom. The sky was filled with blood, and what was sprayed was also their blood. At this moment of lightning speed, the mythical lion clan has already made a move. It turns out that there is not much difference between the figures of the mythical lion clan and ordinary people, but their attire is gorgeous and weird, and the silk and satin clothes on their bodies are scattered and out of tune. But their faces are full of patterns, and they don't know whether they are tattoos or paint. Looking around, there are about dozens of mythical lion clans, but everyone is very scattered, because in their Behind each of them, there is a huge mountain-like insect of the primordial spirit floating majestically.

There is a giant scissors on the head of the mythical lion primordial spirit, but it is a tangible thing. The bones also fell apart without a sound. In the blink of an eye, the clan of mythical lions surrounded the Jin army and began to attack. It didn't take long for the entire yellow sand land to be covered with blood, dead bodies, and stumps. The frightening thing about this clan of mythical lions is that it moves extremely fast, without any hesitation in cutting off its limbs, as if they were not living flesh and blood, but just countless pieces of insignificant soft jelly, killing them without any effort .

It was also at this time that Hu Yan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then he remembered why "Snake Jumang" Wang Sunying was trapped on the stone ground and died alive. With the terrible devouring ability of "Snake Jumang", there is no opponent in the world, but once encountering a large number of scorpion lions surging like a tide, they are outnumbered, at most swallowing a few scorpion lion tribe members, but in the end will be killed by them. However, the real reason why the mythical lion didn't come to kill him but allowed him to die of thirst on the rocky mountain is already unknown.

Seeing the soldiers of the Jin State screaming in the dust, with corpses strewn all over the ground, and even the blood almost soaking the loess, Hu Yan tried his best to concentrate, raised the ferocious giant of "Yu Pan" to the maximum, and protected himself by his side At this time, Jie Zitui and other retainers also took advantage of the chaos to join Hu Yan. Everyone's body was bloody, covered with blood and minced meat, as if they were braving the blood rain over here. After seeing Jie Zitui and the others, Hu Yan suddenly thought of Yiyang Jiu, and was about to yell loudly, but saw the golden light flashing again not far in front of him.

In the center of the open space, majestic and majestic, standing proudly are Yi Yangjiu and his primordial spirit "Luo Ye". At this time, Yiyangjiu and Luoye "understood" again, emitting Luoye's powerful sunlight force field, and a few mythical lions who couldn't dodge were immediately melted into their bodies by the golden light, and retreated hastily. I saw Yi Yangjiu standing proudly, not giving in at all just because he was surrounded by a large number of mythical lions, the golden light of the rose leaves radiated out, and the most vicious mythical lions in the world could not help but retreat in shock.

It was after such a retreat that Hu Yan saw Yi Yangjiu and Luo Ye.Looking at it, Hu Yan couldn't help sighing secretly. Originally, he thought that although Luo Ye was known as the number one soul in the world, although his own Yu Pan was slightly inferior, but the difference was not too great.But seeing the scene where the two primordial spirits were fighting against the mythical lion clan at this moment, I realized that in terms of strength, "Yupan" was still far behind Luoye. Because he fought his own life and exhausted every ounce of Yupan's strength, he could only protect himself for a while, but Luoye, on the other hand, just raised his hand, and beat several dragon lion clans staggeringly back.

In the sky, there was still a strong wind and dust in the darkness at this time, occasionally there were a few heart-piercing dying cries, and sometimes it was like rain, with large warm drops of blood falling from the sky. Above the dust in the plains, it looked like a messy mass grave at this time, full of flesh and blood, messy clothes, and weapons. However, because the number of Jin soldiers who fell this time was large, the clan of mythical lions Although cruel and merciless, there are still some survivors hiding among the dead bodies all over the place, lingering for a while. Another reason why these people survived is because Yiyangjiu and Luoye suddenly showed amazing resistance. Even though the sandstorm caused by the appearance of the mythical lion clan appeared in the dark, the bright sun rays from Luoye seemed to be like a ghost in a desperate nightmare. A beacon of light that gives people a sense of hope.

Among the sand and dust, countless mounds are constantly rolling like huge waves in a storm, but they are somewhat different from real huge waves, because in the chaos, these huge sand waves gradually converge in a circle, people with the ability of soul, You can also see the huge "creature lion" spirits forming a majestic group, leaving a big open space in the center. There are countless huge primordial spirits, surrounded by Yi Yangjiu and his primordial spirit Luoye in the center. The mythical lion survivors scattered in all directions did not dare to take a breath at this moment, but stared at this strange and terrifying scene in horror. Hu Yan stared wide-eyed, without blinking, watching Yi Yangjiu stand proudly among the most terrifying primordial beast lion, and suddenly roared loudly, his voice was still loud in the noisy sandstorm. "Nuo·Yanni Xing·Bi stab·Rela·San Rui!" What he yelled at this time was the mantra for enslaving the primordial spirit that Sangyang Shuyin taught him that day. In addition to comprehension, there is also a specific language that can stimulate its potential. When Yi Yangjiu didn't know much about the art of primordial spirit, he used such spells to become stronger in Gupan. Yuanshen "swallows" and eliminates. Later, Sangyang Suyin took advantage of the brief chance to get along with Yiyangjiu to pass on a few words of enslaving the primordial spirit, and used them in this fierce battle scene. Luoye's primordial spirit might be the best in the world. However, including Sangyang Suyin, Feiyingsi and others, they don't really understand Yuanshen. The ability of the primordial spirit, after all, is built on the human body. People are there, and the primordial spirit is there.When a person dies, the primordial spirit also dies. In this world, there may be powerful primordial spirits who can defeat a hundred with one, but no matter how strong their martial arts and abilities are, there is absolutely no brave person who can stop a hundred with one. The battle is fierce and dangerous, and what really determines the outcome of the battlefield is wisdom and strategy, not a person's bravery. It is always the most fascinating story that a single-handed horse is victorious among thousands of troops. But, that's really just a story. A very funny, sometimes entertaining and entertaining story. At this moment, the golden light on Luo Ye's body became stronger and more dazzling. The golden light of the radish leaves is the nemesis of all primordial spirits, and can dissolve any primordial spirit. All of a sudden, all the violent winds and sandstorms stopped at this moment, and in the intense light of the expanding golden light, the aura of the primordial spirit of the mythical lion clan suddenly dimmed. The storm gradually died down.Yi Yangjiu was overjoyed, knowing that the energy emitted by Luoye at this moment was so great that all the mythical lion tribes would shrink back in fear, so he concentrated even more, planning to melt down the few mythical lion tribe members in front of him first. The glare grew brighter. Luo Ye's powerful energy is the best in the world, but Yi Yangjiu is not the most brave man in the world. Even if he is the strongest brave man who has appeared over the years, such as Changren Qiaoru, Nangong Changwan, son Pengsheng and other fierce generals, these people can be a hundred in the legend, but in the end they are all Died unexpectedly. At this time, among the many mounds surrounding Yiyangjiu, there was a member of the Myoshi clan on each of the mounds. Looking from a distance, the people of the Myoshi clan were colorful and gorgeous, and they were hunting and drifting with the sand wind. A huge sand dune surrounds Yiyang Jiu like a radial circle, and the lion clansmen on each sand dune face him in unison, forming a very strange pattern. Then, as if they had rehearsed thousands of times, all the lion clansmen bent forward in unison, as if they all bowed down to Yiyangjiu. Yi Yangjiu was slightly surprised, but at this moment, the radiance of Luo Ye was on the string, and he had no time to pay attention to him. In the golden light circle, he raised his head slightly, but saw the most frightening scene in his life. All the members of the Shenshi tribe had grim faces, bending over to Yiyangjiu, as if paying their respects in the greatest salute. But what appeared from behind them was a miserable green arrow that was as swift as a meteor. The sound of "swiping, swishing, swishing" can be heard endlessly, and the whole sky seems to be filled with as many green lights as cow hair. That kind of green awn is a short arrow, as long as a palm, thin like a bamboo, and it is shot out from the backs of the dragon lion tribe at this moment, there are a lot of them, but they all point to the same place. Yi Yangjiu, who was standing in the center, stared wide-eyed, and saw the green glow all over the sky in disbelief, without hesitation, almost all of it penetrated into his body. When the short arrow penetrated into the flesh, there was no feeling, no pain, no tactile sensation. Yi Yangjiu's eyes widened, and he wanted to exclaim loudly, but found that at this moment, his whole body seemed to be insane, completely unconscious. I have lost all feeling in my hands and feet, and my whole body seems to belong to someone else, but I still have a clear consciousness. Not only can I see all the scenes in front of me clearly, but even the sound and smell are still clear, as if the whole body has left, and only the body is left. The next still sentient head. The field of vision in front of him slowly changed its angle, from head-up to the vast sky. Hu Yan and others hid in the distance and saw the scene of the battle clearly. After Yiyang shot nine arrows, his whole body fell to the sky like a hedgehog, and he could no longer move. After Yi Yangjiu fell to the ground, the golden light of the radish leaf began to dim, and turned back to the original green light. Among the clan of mythical lions, some people began to scream strangely, their voices were ferocious and terrifying, as if they were going to rush forward in the next moment, and cut Yiyang into nine corpses on the spot. Hu Yan and the others on the side felt dejected, and were ready to close their eyes, unable to bear to see the dead body of the big red-haired man they had befriended with. All of a sudden, a clear howling sound rose from the group of mythical lions, and a cloud of dust rose up on the ground. Wherever it went, the members of the mythical lion tribe avoided one after another. In the huge sand, at this moment stood a young girl of the mythical lion tribe. She had a beautiful face, and she was dressed in a blue brocade robe, but her smooth arms were exposed from her shoulders. The girl didn't know what kind of ability she had. The most vicious lion clan in the world saw her coming, as if they had seen some scary monsters, they all avoided them in fear. I saw her riding the wind and sand proudly, and the color of the giant insect behind her was also different from that of others. The light color of the general lion clan was dark yellow, but her soul was a very beautiful gem light blue.The girl came to the center of the sand dunes with the wind and sand, condescending, looking down majestically at Yiyang Jiu who was lying on the ground and could not move. Then, she laughed loudly, her voice was as crisp as a little girl's, and with one hand, she picked up Yi Yangjiu's grown body, rolled up the wind and sand in the sky again, and went away without a trace. After the mythical lion girl left, the mythical lions all over the mountains and plains also swept away with howling winds, just like when they first arrived, they disappeared in all directions. After the storm, the world returned to its original clarity. Yellow sand everywhere, dry and hot. However, those lying on the plain were already covered in blood and flesh, with dead bodies, limbs, clothing, armor, and weapons scattered all over the place. The few surviving Jin soldiers poked their heads out timidly. The clan of mythical lions that no one has ever seen before finally survived this time. In the following decades, this strange battle of the primordial spirit has become a legend that people in the state of Jin have been talking about from time to time. The post-Warring States period is still mentioned from time to time.