Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

  Chapter 417 I just like your rebellious appearance

"you!"

  Glaring with anger, Lu Bachi took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the tyranny in his chest.

  As the founding emperor of [Da Jin], he is sensitive and contradictory in his heart. He not only looks down on the weak Southern Dynasty Damin, but also yearns for the elegant and noble civilization from the bottom of his heart, and feels inferior to his barbaric and humble origin.

  So he learned Damin's institutional etiquette everywhere, forced himself to get rid of his brutal and rude habits, swirled all the dirty words in his mouth, and swallowed them back abruptly.

  I am the man who wants to rule the Central Plains and inherit the destiny!

  No cursing! No cursing! Be as graceful and calm as the noble Emperor Damin!

   Hypnotizing himself crazily in his heart, Lu Bachi quickly regained his composure, condescendingly overlooking his "defeated opponent", and sneered with a sense of superiority.

   "Dignified Damin [Zhen Guogong], uttering obscenities, didn't your parents teach you how to behave?"

   On the other side, the twitching nerves in the brain gradually calmed down, Zhao Yinshun sneered disdainfully.

   "Uncivilized savage, do you know how to write the word education?"

   "A mere wild boar waiting to be slaughtered, dare to bark in front of this deity?"

   One sentence made Lu Bachi break his defense instantly, his white teeth were clenched, and his ferocious face seemed to choose someone to eat.

  If someone else said this, he might have laughed it off, but this person in front of him is Damin [Zhen Guogong]!

  His words represent the will of the Central Empire. Even though he is now the founding emperor of [Daijin], the arrogant heavenly kingdom in the south still looks down on him from the bottom of his heart!

   Beast! brute!

   Sooner or later, I will let you lowly southerners kneel at your feet, and all become slaves of my [Dai Jin]!

   Clenching the spear in his hand, Lu Bachi let out a roar, and the golden-winged eagle behind him simultaneously spread its wings that spanned thousands of miles, and the blood that covered the sky and the sun condensed into streaks of bright red divine light, penetrating down like raindrops.

   On the other side, Zhao Yinshun looked inside at his traumatized soul and exhausted body, and had a clear understanding of the limit of his "conventional" combat power, curling his lips unwillingly.

   Sure enough...people have limits...

  I originally planned to get along with you as ordinary people, but what I got in exchange was alienation.

  Stop pretending, I'm cheating, I've got a showdown!

Just when Zhao Yinshun was about to use [Reality Modification Points], a thick and boundless growl exploded in his ears, and Xuanwu, who was carrying the sun, moon and stars on his back, protected the young man, letting the bright red divine lights explode into radiating shapes on the carapace. pit.

"Roar!"

  The pain of the soul was transmitted to reality, Xiong Zhangming clenched his teeth and squeezed out words from between his teeth.

   "[Duke Zhen Guo]! Protect Beiming's inheritance, reorganize the Xuanjia Army, and avenge me! Go!"

  A torrent of mysterious information poured into his mind, and a Xuanwu Soldier Talisman inexplicably appeared in Zhao Yinshun's palm, and a three-dimensional magic circle condensed out of thin air under his feet, faintly tearing the void and teleporting him to the far side of time and space.

   "Want to run? You both have to die today!"

On the other side of the battlefield, the evil and handsome [Susano] raised a ferocious smile, and the Yamata no Orochi, which carried mountains and rivers on its back, screamed in an oscillating dimension. The neck and limbs protected by the carapace are injected with conceptual divinity and poison.

"Roar!"

  In the roar of grief and anger, the giant Xuanwu beast broke away from the bite of Yamata no Orochi, and as if it was returning to the light, it fought against two with one enemy, without losing the wind at all, and suppressed the two powerful enemies at the same time.

   "Let's go! Tell Your Majesty that there are national thieves in the court! The Great Wall defense line is untrustworthy!"

  After digesting and absorbing the knowledge passed on by Xiong Zhangming, Zhao Yinshun stared at the Xuanwu Soldier Talisman in his palm and frowned slightly.

  The teleportation formation around him was about to come out, but was suppressed by the youth's divinity and could not be activated. Xiong Zhangming saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He didn't understand why [Zhen Guogong] was still hesitating at this time.

   On the other side, Zhao Yinshun gave up the urge to use [Reality Modification Points] after understanding some supreme military authority.

  The eighth-rank soldier Dao Yasheng has fused himself with the military soul and turned it into a similar conceptual symbol.

  The two people in front of me are nothing more than the personification of this symbol, no matter how many times they are killed, they will be reborn in the belief of the army.

Unless, through the symbol in front of [Destruction], the pollution can be reversely injected along the thread of belief, and the existence of tens of millions of troops can be erased at once, otherwise, even if there is only one soldier left, they can wake up from nothingness and be reborn .

  Military soul, military soul...

   Chewing these two words carefully, Zhao Yinshun didn't fully understand the top-level operation logic of the Dao of War until now.

  In a sense, every soldier is the anchor of the military soul and the material basis supporting the symbolic level.

If you want to completely "kill" a military soul, you must take action from the realistic level, defeating and massacring them time and time again, shaking their [belief], frustrating their [dao heart], until the last one who inherits the military soul When people's beliefs collapse, and the glory of the past is forgotten and discarded by future generations, this symbol of divinity will completely perish.

  Understanding this truth, Zhao Yinshun lost interest in spiritual struggles.

  Bei Mingzhu Kingdom fights with them so that the army at the real level will not be suppressed. I am a martial artist, why do I work so hard against illusory things?

  The remaining ten or so [reality modification points] are not enough to support myself to wipe out tens of millions of troops from the original level at once!

   What's more, one of these two guys has fused with [Emperor's way] and the other has fused with [Shinto]. Just destroying the army may not be able to completely kill them.

It must be wiped out together with most of the citizens of [Jizhou] and [Fusang]. This is too difficult, even the strongest ninth-level saint cannot do it, and the [Reality Modification Points] required are incalculable !

  Unless you completely liberate your true posture and return to the "heaven"...

  Thinking of this, Zhao Yinshun sighed helplessly.

   Yes, but not necessary.

   It is still relatively simple to destroy the body, but it is more time-consuming. I am afraid I have to follow the example of Bai Qi back then and set off **** massacres one after another...

  Wait until they are terrified, terrified, trembling, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!

  Eradicate the belief of resistance from their hearts, and the military spirit will naturally perish, just like those countless small countries submerged in the long river of history...

   Sure enough, the confrontation at the national level will eventually be implemented on specific [people].

   Not only to kill, but also to kill!

  So...if I can't kill your souls, I can't kill your people?

   With a sneer, the corners of his mouth curled up, Zhao Yinshun shattered the teleportation circle with a thought, and his body fell into the void.

   "Bei Mingzhu Kingdom, continue to shrink the defense line, retreat from [Gyeonggi Province] Jianghua County, try to gather the enemy as much as possible."

   There was a faint whisper in his ear, and before Xiong Zhangming came back to his senses, the boy in white behind him had fallen back to the material dimension.

  The two sub-sages on the other side of the battlefield glanced at each other, feeling an ominous premonition in their hearts.

  What does that monster want to do?

   At the same time, Zhao Yinshun felt the pressure as heavy as a mountain as soon as he fell back to the real world, and the divine body suspended in mid-air slowly sank uncontrollably.

  Looking around, after a few days, the enemy's military tactics have completely covered the world, and any "foreign objects" that do not belong to him will be suppressed from the level of concepts and laws.

  In a sense, this can already be regarded as the unfolding [Sanctuary of the Way of War]...

   When the toes touched the ground, Zhao Yinshun clenched his fists, feeling his exhausted flesh and blood, and frowned.

   Do you want to use 【Reality Modification Points】?

   It would be a waste to kill the little soldiers. This battle line stretches nearly ten thousand miles. Even if I kill ten rounds, I won't be able to make money back.

   Forget it, it’s better to work harder and take your time.

The five fingers holding the sword loosened slightly, and the majestic and strange [You Huang Zhu Shen Jian] collapsed into a black light and sank into the center of the eyebrows. Zhao Yinshun casually disarmed a red-eyed Niu Lu who rushed up, grabbed the steel knife and slashed with his backhand, instantly Cut it in half down the middle.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

  Severe pain came from the waist, and the tenacious vitality of the high-level transcendent made the Niu Lu howl full of anger, screaming and trying to get back the lower body that flew a few meters away.

   Ignoring half of the people crawling and squirming at his feet, Zhao Yinshun swung his saber flower, and the evil and cold purple gold vertical pupil looked around, looking at the Jizhou soldiers who carefully surrounded him, with a sincere smile on his face.

  If you can't solve the problem, then solve the "people" who create the problem!

   Night battles in all directions!

   thorn~

Accompanied by the crisp cutting sound, the simple and unpretentious move of the Tibetan knife chopped more than a dozen soldiers into pieces. The thick blood and evil spirit and the sturdy armor were like crisp paper, and Zhao Yinshun didn't even give Zhao Yinshun the slightest bit of jerky feedback. .

  The broken limbs and broken arms fell like raindrops. The young man in white took a breath, and the hazy blood that was invisible to the naked eye entered his body, nourishing his nearly exhausted soul and flesh.

  [Original Magic Tire] (Myth SSS level)

  The heaven and the earth contain the devil's fetus, and the common people turn into blood to eat

  The cultivation technique that had originally reached the limit faintly produced a new understanding. Zhao Yinshun mobilized energy to restore his state, and at the same time wandered around the battlefield like a leisurely stroll.

  Chop, cut, point, wipe...

Using a knife as a sword, the ordinary attack seemed to be destined. Hundreds of soldiers fell on his path, and he didn't understand why he was caught by this simple trick that could be seen through at a glance until he was dying. Kill.

  The young man's efficient killing also quickly attracted the attention of the high-level army. A general noticed his figure from afar, and his heart suddenly moved.

  Da Min [Duke of the State of Zhen]!

   After a short period of horror, there was extreme excitement. Although he didn't understand why the [Duke Zhen] was alone in the killing battle, but this **** general understood that now is the best chance to kill him.

  The country-destroying formation composed of millions of troops can kill even a ninth-level saint. Even if you are a master of martial arts, how long can you last?

  The corner of his mouth curled up into a ferocious arc, but the **** general was not in a hurry, but called for Pao Ze through the blood demon link, and at the same time urged the blood demon to exert more restraint on Zhao Yinshun.

  Just ten minutes later, the white-clothed boy who had slaughtered an entire thousand-man team raised his head and pursed his lips with a half-smile.

  The restraining power of the law that lingers around him is almost solidified, and the authority of the Six Heavens Gate of Shenmen is infinitely weakened, giving him the illusion of returning to the age of mortals.

   Sighing nostalgicly, the extremely penetrating purple-gold vertical pupils looked around the void, and the boy in white narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Come out."

   Within a radius of more than ten miles, a **** general wearing a beast armor with a string of money rat tails hanging from the back of his head appeared in the sky. A huge sea of ​​blood demons flowed between them, forming a tumbling blood cloud visible to the naked eye.

  However, more than a dozen people stared at the white-clothed boy as if facing a formidable enemy, and absurd delusions filled their hearts inexplicably.

  It was obvious that they surrounded the enemy, and there were millions of troops behind them as their backing, but the panic in their spiritual perception seemed that they were the weaker side.

   It's like...a group of ants surrounded an elephant...

   Shaking his head violently, leaving the weird illusion behind him, the leader, the peak **** general, took out a huge bow from behind with his backhand, and shot it with an arrow.

  唰~

  Under the blessing of [Shenguan] authority, the arrow turns into nothingness when it leaves the string, and appears three inches away from Zhao Yinshun's eyebrows according to the law of [Must hit].

  When~

Under the [High-Dimensional Vision], the virtual arrow has nothing to hide from. Zhao Yinshun swung his knife to block it, and the blade accurately slashed on the arrow. The narrow space-time gap.

  Raising his legs, he wanted to cross a distance of more than ten miles in one step, but found that the time and space around him had been completely solidified. Zhao Yinshun curled his lips impatiently.

   "Don't accept Wang Hua, and don't want to die, you really make this deity very difficult..."

  Seeing that he was in a desperate situation and still uttered wild words, the leader of the peak generals sneered.

   "Idiot who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, dare to go to the battle alone, use your head today to celebrate the founding of my country [Daijin]!"

  Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun laughed and hooked the corners of his mouth.

   "It's been a long time since no one dared to talk to this deity like this, young man, you are very brave."

   "Hmph! All my sons of great gold have the courage to be undeserved! You cowardly people from the Southern Dynasty should submit to you obediently!"

   Looking at the other party's proud expression of "I'm super brave", the curvature of Zhao Yinshun's mouth became more and more obvious.

   "I just like your rebellious appearance..."

  Looking around, the young man in white took a slow and long deep breath.

   "It will be more fulfilling to kill like this."

  Boom!

  The solid ground blasted a deep radioactive pit, and the leader of the **** general shrank his pupils suddenly, and instinctively activated the authority of [Sensitive Pass], avoiding a jet-black knife light as thin as cicada's wings.

  唰~

  The thrill of brushing shoulders with death made his scalp tingle, and he couldn't understand why the enemy could still explode at such a terrifying speed under the suppression of the killing array.

  It is obvious that the time and space with a radius of thousands of miles has been unilaterally solidified and condensed, even if the sensitive power is turned on, it must be moved honestly and physically.

  The enemy can't travel through time and space, but the speed of bursting out is as fast as a beam of light!

   On the other side, Zhao Yinshun clicked his tongue impatiently, and turned back to find other generals without hesitation.

   Instantly understood what he wanted to do, and the God General in the lead let out a shrill roar.

   "All those who haven't opened [Sensitive Pass], escape!"

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