I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

kill!

Kill those bastards!

For Your Highness!

With the sound of the enemy's war drums, the imperial gates of the Baicheng Imperial Capital were already opened, and tens of thousands of forbidden troops poured out of the imperial city!

They didn't choose to stick to it because it didn't make sense.

Thirty thousand against 300,000, and there are another 2.7 million in battle. These princes and nobles feel that 300,000 is enough.

Seeing these soldiers rushing from his side towards the enemy army ten times larger than his own, and even wanting to die with the million-strong army that suppressed the formation, a sense of pride filled Jiang Lin's heart.

You can choose to give up resistance, and you don't owe the Chenghuang clan anything!

You can also fight to the last moment with me. Of course, the only thing you can meet in the end is death.

In Jiang Lin's mind, the words that Youyou said to these soldiers that night could not help appearing.

This is a battle that must be lost. The day before, Youyou also gave them the right to choose.

But after a period of silence, the last 30,000 forbidden troops finally chose the latter.

call!

With his eyes closed, Jiang Lin exhaled deeply, and then exhaled slowly.

When Jiang Lin opened his eyes, perhaps he didn't even realize that his eyes were already golden.

Boom!

Jiang Lin punched with both hands, and the sound resounded throughout the battlefield!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Above the imperial city, the drums were already beating, and it was she who beat the drums herself.

Jiang Lin stepped forward step by step, and each step pushed the battlefield out of a half-meter deep pit! It was already hard to tell whether it was the girl's hammering and drumming or Jiang Lin's footsteps!

Jiang Lin's every step is surrounded by martial arts zhenqi, as if if this step is stepped on the gods, even the gods will be crushed by you!

Martial God Step?

Among the military formations, the well-informed and fortunate Ping Yuanhou who had been to Wanli City and seen the Wanli Battlefield was shocked!

He will never forget Wufu Chen Clan! I will never forget the cynical man who showed off his daughter all day long!

He is from the Chen clan?!

A reasonable guess appeared in his mind.

But how is it possible? How could the Wufu of the Chen clan appear here? Ping Yuanhou shook his head again, and soon, his eyes showed killing intent again, So what if it is a member of the Chen clan? Wufu died on the battlefield, and he still Interfering in our country's affairs, even if the Chen family comes, what can we say!

At all costs! Kill him! The killer will be named Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!

Ping Yuanhou pointed to Jiang Lin and ordered.

In an instant, sword cultivators, martial arts masters, and ordinary Qi practitioners all poured out from behind! Tens of thousands of troops started from the rear and headed straight for Jianglin!

Even if it is an invincible martial artist of the Chen clan on the battlefield, as long as he has no chance to breathe, when his breath is exhausted, then he will die!

Facing one enemy after another, Jiang Lin became more and more courageous, and Jiang Lin even entered a very strange state.

This is a very comfortable state.

Jiang Lin had never felt that his punches were so smooth, like running against the wind, or drinking under the moon, as if all he had to do was punch again and again, that's all!

But soon, Jiang Lin felt the martial arts qi gushing out of his body like a fire dragon scurrying around, trying to occupy the dominant position!

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual power in Jiang Lin's body felt dissatisfied, and turned into a blue water dragon to fight with the fire dragon!

Jiang Lin escaped from that selfless state!

He knew that the spiritual power in his body and the true energy of the warrior finally collided!

Qi practitioners practice martial arts true qi to strengthen their physique, but at most they can only cultivate to the fifth level!

After that, there must be a trade-off, otherwise spiritual power and true energy will clash!

Moreover, this kind of martial arts training cannot follow the path of pure martial arts, because pure martial arts are too powerful, and they will directly turn against the guest.

And Jiang Lin, as a sword cultivator on the second floor of the Nascent Soul Realm, has cultivated to the sixth realm of the strongest martial artist, and the spiritual power and true energy in his body are still alive, which is outrageous.

Now Jiang Lin still wants to enter the seventh realm of the strongest warrior! Golden state!

If Tiandao really had eyes, he would have spit at Jiang Lin viciously, scolding him for being greedy.

kill him!

Jiang Lin was surrounded by monks and warriors who had already been killed by Jiang Lin to the point of timidity. Seeing that Jiang Lin's expression was wrong, his fists even stagnated, and everyone rushed forward!

While defending against the enemy, Jiang Lin adjusted the balance between the warrior's true qi and spiritual power in his body!

How comfortable it was before, how uncomfortable Jiang Lin is now.

It was possible to break through the realm smoothly, but in the end, it was suppressed forcibly. Because of the backlash of the realm, the spiritual power and true energy in the body are still overwhelming. There is nothing more painful than this.

His breath stagnated, and Jiang Lin was still unable to take a breath. In addition to Jiang Lin's physical injuries, Jiang Lin felt for the first time that his life was being eaten away.

Seeing that the only uncertain factor on the battlefield was the final resistance, led by Ping Yuanhou, the princes watching the battle from a distance were all relieved.

But they are also extremely regretful.

It would be great if such a man could be used by him!

How is the preparation of the magic circle?

After Ping Yuanhou was sure that the Lei Hong who didn't know good and bad would definitely die, Ping Yuanhou asked around.

Back to the king, everything is ready.

Um.

Ping Yuanhou nodded.

Then start it.

yes!

A guard beside Ping Yuanhou took the order, and then took out a huge horn from the storage bag and blew it!

The sound of the horn reverberates!

The sound of the trumpet is the black lightning that spreads all over the battlefield in the daytime!

Black lightning flashed and reverberated at the border, and then continuously gathered and condensed. Above the sky, the originally clear sky had already dimmed, and the scorching sun was covered and replaced by a blood moon!

A punch knocked away the enemies around him, because the fire dragon and the water dragon collided with each other in his body, Jiang Lin, who couldn't take a breath even if he had the chance, raised his head to look at the sky, and secretly slapped his mouth.

Sure enough, I guessed right! These guys really kept a big hand.

Since the emperor's capital was surrounded a few days ago, Jiang Lin felt the irregular flow of spiritual power, as if some kind of magic circle was being arranged.

Moreover, Jiang Lin was extremely familiar with this magic circle.

Now it seems that it is true.

This is the Blood Fame Formation of Donglin City!

It's just that the black fox used the blood name array to find people, but they came to find things!

Ahhh!

On the edge of the battlefield, nearly 400,000 troops of the allied forces of the princes were refined and sucked blood by this blood formation!

Even until the last moment of death, they didn't know how they died!

Here!

The black lightning disappeared out of thin air.

Boom!

The next moment! The disappearing black lightning appeared over the Bai Kingdom Imperial City.

As if locking onto the target, he stabbed straight at Youyou!