The torrent of steel shook this world, like a barbaric giant python, rushing into the Thousand Peaks Forest.
Boom, boom, boom......
The mountains collapsed one after another under the iron flow.
Each time it formed a huge tremor, but before the splashing rocks and billowing smoke could be raised, they were crushed by the subsequent iron flow!
The group of primordial infant monks who looked at the battlefield from a distance were all calmed down by this situation.
"Tieliu Pingchuan, the name of this art of war is appropriate, it is truly worthy of its name." Shan Yueki sighed sincerely.
Standing beside him was his Taoist companion Fu Yunzi.
Fu Yunzi nodded slightly, and sighed: "Du Tiechuan, he is worthy of being one of the best generals in our country."
These two Yuan Ying monks are famous scattered cultivators in the Two Zhu Kingdom, and their combat power is outstanding. Before the two countries sent troops, the two of them were secretly recruited by the military with a lot of money. Not long ago, when the Three Generals Camp, the Golden Halberd Army, the Red Flower Camp, and the Barbarian Demon Battalion attacked and entered the Qianfeng Forest, they followed one of them all the way to escort them.
On the other side of the mountain, a beautiful female cultivator also stared at this torrent of steel quickly moving away.
She was dressed in a plain white brocade dress, with a silver chain tied around her waist, an exquisite jade vase hanging, and a pair of blue embroidered shoes on her feet.
She is beautiful and her hair is as black as ink, she is Shen Qinghe.
"I hope Du Tiechuan can make a contribution in one fell swoop and break up the allied forces of Qianfeng Forest. In this way, I will be able to go deep into the Thousand Peaks Forest and exterminate all poisonous cultivators."
On a mountain peak somewhere on the southeast side of the steel torrent, Zhu Xuanji and Lin Bufan stood side by side.
Zhu Xuanji was silent.
Lin Bufan was a little helpless, and said tentatively: "Zhu Shenzhu, our identities are very sensitive, so we can't show up at will."
Zhu Xuanji didn't look back, and said lightly: "Aside from my identity, I am only at the level of Jindan, and neighboring countries have set off a big war, I will come to see the excitement, and there is nothing to do."
Lin Bufan stared slightly: "But old age is the primordial infant level."
When it comes to the primordial infant level, every move has a wide impact. After all, such individuals are strong and can often easily subvert a regime as long as they are willing.
Therefore, once Lin Bufan appears rashly and intervenes in the war, it is a bad rule, and it will be subjugated by all the righteous paths of the two countries, and even the national forces.
Although Lin Bufan's Wan Yao Sect is quite powerful, it is still weak in the face of the two injection countries or many righteous paths in the country.
Therefore, Lin Bufan is very scrupulous.
"Perhaps, I shouldn't have given anything to this kid Ning Zhuo."
Lin Bufan already felt regretful.
He originally wanted to leave quickly, but before he could cross the border, he was blocked by Zhu Xuanji.
Zhu Xuanji invited him to watch the game together.
What can Lin Bufan do?
Because of the dazzling array of reflections, he and his Wan Yao Sect have been deeply bound to the Ning family and the Zhu family, and belong to a firm alliance of interests.
Therefore, Lin Bufan could only hold back the bitterness in his heart and agreed to Zhu Xuanji.
Lin Bufan was very uneasy.
According to his talent, it is easy to guess that Zhu Xuanji's secret infiltration into other countries will definitely not be as simple as just coming to watch the fun.
"I hope Zhu Xuanji's actions are not too big, but it can't involve me and Wan Yaomen."
Lin Bufan, as a righteous path, naturally has many concerns.
Compared with him, some demonic monks don't have so many concerns.
Because the news of the Qianfeng Forest war had already spread. Therefore, there were many demonic monks among the spectators of this battle, and there were still many primordial infant-level monks among them.
Muwa Town.
Xu Dali shouted: "Keep up, keep up with the main force!"
His barbarian battalion suffered heavy losses in the ambush, and once again suffered heavy losses in the march into the Thousand Peaks Forest, and now although recruits have been recruited, the scale is less than half of the previous peak, and the training is seriously insufficient.
Originally, the physical fitness of demon cultivators and barbarian cultivators was generally higher than that of human cultivators.
However, the difficulty of the five rounds of testing on the parade platform has become more and more perverted each time, and the increase has been greatly improved. This caused the barbarian demon camp to be ruthlessly brushed down in the third round.
After that, Du Tiechuan's deputy general threw out the iron skin and flesh armor technique, as well as heavy armor and a large number of elixirs, talismans and other cultivation resources.
Xu Dali's pocket was empty, and he could only look at it eagerly.
In the end, he and his barbarian demon battalion could only serve as the rear army, following the main force and rushing to the battlefield.
The Art of War - Soldiers are fast.
Xu vigorously waved the general's flag and activated the art of war three times in a row, reaching his limit.
The marching speed of the barbarian demon camp reached the highest ever.
The speed of the main force of heavy armor was inconspicuous at first, but it became faster and faster, to an exaggerated extent, so that the barbarian demon camp and Xu Dali could only sigh.
He had tried his best, but he could only watch the heavy armored main force move away from him, and quickly got out of sight.
Xu Dali is not an isolated case.
There were seven or eight other armies who were sick with him.
According to Du Tiechuan's military order, these armies will also attack in a coordinated manner, following the route carved out by the main force and charging.
It is conceivable that this will be a bloody road to kill.
Ning Zhuo was in the middle of the main force of heavy armor, blessing, no, more precisely, carrying the art of war.
The entire main force was like a torrential flood that opened the gate to release the flood, from high down, with the help of gravity, the speed was getting faster and faster, and it couldn't be stopped at all!
Ning Zhuo felt like a drop of waves in the water, wrapped in an incomparable terrifying force.
This vast power filled his heart with shock.
This is something he has never experienced in his life.
He had also been blessed by national strength and military strength, but the previous feeling of being strong and full of power was like fireflies compared to the bright sun compared to this moment!
Because this is the power of the god level!
Ning Zhuo felt that he was galloping, and he felt like he was going down the river.
He couldn't feel his body, and many of his perception abilities plummeted to the bottom and became blurry. On the contrary, he can feel the people around him closely and clearly, and feel the state of at least 300 people nearby.
It's like a drop of waves in the waves of a sturdy river, feeling the abundance of wave "companions" around you.
In addition, he could see the mountains ahead.
The mountains also became blurred in his vision at this time, like giant black shadow pillars towering between heaven and earth.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Under the heavy and dark river waves like steel, the giant pillars were crushed and fell one by one, and then quickly crushed into powder.
Every time he hit the mountain, Ning Zhuo felt like he had hit an invisible wall.
Then the next moment, along with the pain caused by the collision, Ning Zhuo crashed through the invisible wall, feeling suddenly relaxed, and was able to continue running happily!
"Even such huge mountains can't stop our footsteps."
"It's really spectacular."
"To be able to participate in an offense like this...... According to the boss, it's exciting and wonderful! This time it is really worth joining the army and two countries."
Ning Zhuo's impression of the military family and the way of the army has become excellent!
"Among the cultivation of all arts, the way of military is the best at gathering people!"
"No wonder in history, the emergence of military strategists directly changed the world pattern at that time."
"Strong, magnificent!"
Qianfenglin Alliance Army.
Du Tiechuan's clear card, the Qianfenglin Alliance learned very easily, and sent troops in time to arrive at the front line.
Long Ye's face was solemn, and Lu Hongtu frowned, no longer as calm as before.
Watching the mountains collapse one after another and the irresistible momentum of the torrent of steel, the morale of the coalition army continued to decline, while the morale of the two national armies was like a rainbow and became more and more vigorous.
"It can't go on like this, Lu Cave Master." Long Ye said, "The two national armies are the new army, and they are the best at fighting tailwinds. This really wants Du Tiechuan to promote an advantageous situation, which will be extremely detrimental to us!"
Lu Hongtu immediately transmitted his consciousness: "Understand."
He shook the military flag in his hand and gave orders. The four mountain gods on the front line immediately received the order to take action.
The Qingsong Mountain God was an old man, with a wrinkled face, dressed in a robe, and a beard like a verdant pine needle.
His face was full of iron blue, and his heart was full of regret.
If he had known that Tieliu Pingchuan's art of war was so powerful, he would not have responded to the call of the alliance and took over this military service.
"Alas! Now, I can only bite the bullet."
"Fairy Red Sleeves, please."
Standing next to him was a female cultivator, dressed in red, with long sleeves and long skirts. She was extremely fat, nine feet tall, just standing, like a city gate, casting a huge shadow on the ground.
The red sleeve fairy's voice was very soft: "Okay, Master Qingsong has a good journey."
The corners of the green pine mountain god suddenly twitched: "This blessing is not necessary."
The red-sleeved fairy rolled up her long sleeves, revealing her arms as thick as ordinary thighs.
There is no mistake, every shot, one inside, one content, and one look at one by one!
Bah.
She spat two mouthfuls into her palms, and then rubbed her hands a few times, rubbing her palms red.
She flew into mid-air, and her whole person turned into a small giant about three feet high, hugging a mountain wall.
Drink-ah!
The red-sleeved fairy roared delicately.
Boom!
Divine power - moving mountains!
The next moment, the green pine giant wooden mountain suddenly disappeared in place.
When it reappeared, it was right in front of the torrent of steel.
The Green Pine Mountain God was located on the top of the mountain, overlooking a dark wave in front of him, and his heart trembled slightly.
He suddenly opened his arms, opened his arms, and went all out.
Qingsong Dojo!
He was originally the Green Pine Mountain God, located in his own territory, and he cast out of the dojo at an extremely fast speed.
And because it had been blessed by many means of the allies before going into battle, the dojo covered a huge area, almost covering the entire Green Pine Giant Wood Mountain.
For a while, the giant wooden mountain turned green.
Countless pine trees grow rapidly, and the pine crowns are stacked on top of each other, forming a green ocean.
Hundreds of millions of pine needles flew out at the next moment, turning into a rain of dark green arrows, aiming at the main army of heavy armor.
In normal times, such a fierce offensive would inevitably cause heavy losses to the army.
But not now.
On the one hand, the main army was wearing heavy armor, and on the other hand, they were blessed with various military tactics, the most important of which was the iron flow Pingchuan technique, which was injected by the dragon veins of the two injection countries!
The sharp arrow rain burst out, but only under the heavy dark shadows, there was a ding-tinkling sound, and there was no casualty.
Rumble......
The torrent of steel crashed into the green pine giant tree mountain.
This time, Ning Zhuo felt an unprecedented force of impact. He staggered and fell backwards.
But the next moment, he felt a boost from his comrades behind him, allowing him to quickly straighten his figure.
Reflecting on the outside world, the moment the steel torrent hit the mountain, it was blocked for a while, forming a reverse wave.
But this wave did not even cover the front end, so it was corrected, and a bigger force pushed back.
The left and right sides of the steel torrent continued to move around the giant wooden mountain after the impact.
The torrent in the middle continued to hit the green pine giant tree mountain.
Layers of pine trees, as fragile as paper, are mercilessly torn apart by torrents of steel.
The towering mountain peaks were blessed by the dojo and trembled violently under the torrent.
Then, the mountain cracked and collapsed with a bang, splitting into pieces!
The Qingsong Mountain God suffered a backlash, vomited a mouthful of divine blood, and almost fell.
He sighed, crushed the teleportation talisman, and quickly evacuated.
The mountain under his feet completely collapsed, becoming the first military achievement of the main force.
"Old friend Qingsong didn't even hold on for ten breaths." Not far away, the face of the White Stone Mountain God was very ugly.
He was a young and handsome man wearing a white jade crown and a plain white robe. But at this moment, his face was paler than the stone crown and white robe.
"Are you ready?" The Red Sleeve Fairy had already teleported here.
The mountain god of Baishi looked at the red sleeves: "Fairy, be lighter."
The red-sleeved fairy grinned and repeated the old trick.
She shouted delicately: "Let's go!"
Divine power - moving mountains.
At the next moment, Baishi Giant Wood Mountain also appeared in front of the torrent of steel.
The White Stone Mountain God let out a low cry and also opened the dojo to bless the entire mountain.
"Look at my rolling stone regret mountain technique!"
The White Stone Mountain God did his best, and countless boulders rolled down from White Rock Mountain, slamming towards the iron stream like a mountain.
Each boulder carried a force of immense force, hitting the torrent of steel, making a deafening loud noise.
Afterwards...... Every boulder crumbled in the next moment.
The giant asbestos is endless, but it cannot resist the torrent of steel, causing some ripples and waves at most.
Rumble......
The torrent of steel crashed into the Baishi Giant Wooden Mountain, which fell down and hit the ground, causing a violent shock within a hundred miles.
But soon, its huge mountain quickly disappeared into the torrent of steel.
Advance!
The torrent of steel rushed all the way.
"Let's go!" The Red Sleeve Fairy moved another mountain.
This time it was Tielu Giant Wood Mountain.
But unlike the previous two mountains, at the request of the Iron Deer Mountain God, the Giant Wood Mountain appeared on the side of the Steel Torrent and did not confront the torrent head-on.
"Tie Liu Pingchuan is unstoppable, I will repeat their mistakes if I am stupid."
The Iron Deer Mountain God opened the dojo and covered the Iron Deer Giant Wood Mountain.
His whole body was integrated into the mountain.
The mountains trembled, rising from the ground, turning into a huge iron deer statue.
The iron deer lowered its head, opened the way with its many forked, forest-like antlers, and slammed into the torrent of steel from the side.
The statue of the iron deer rushed all the way to the center of the torrent, its limbs could not support it, and it was swept away by the torrent, and it knelt to the ground with a bang.
The pitch-black iron flow slammed into its side, causing it to let out a mournful wail.
The torrential iron washed it into a hole, getting smaller and smaller, until it was rushed into slag and trampled into powder.
Not long ago, Iron Deer Mountain, which still had a devastating momentum, disappeared without a trace under the torrent of steel.
(End of this chapter)