Why!?

Because even the people around me were infected and shocked by this momentum, they were astonished as if they had known these mortals for the first time.

The body is ordinary, mediocre, life, death, and life, and life are all pursuing some "inconspicuous" things throughout their lives.

Although monks come from mortals, they will complete their leap from the moment they ascend to immortality, and in their subsequent practice, they will gradually be separated from the ordinary.

Monks and mortals are fundamentally two species.

No monk cares about mortals, and the exception may be the descendants of their own relatives.

Even blood relatives, after several generations, the distance is far, and family affection and bonding become blurred with the erosion of time.

Especially those high-level monks, a hundred or thousand years of time are only in the blink of an eye. For them, relatives and descendants are more concerned with their own interests and sects.

For monks, mortals are just a number, just "pigs and sheep" raised, and they are inseparable from them, but they have never been treated directly.

Now, I suddenly discovered that a possibility is that pigs and sheep can not be pigs and sheep, they can give birth to sharp claws, strengthen their bodies, and can obtain extraordinary power only monks from other channels!

That's what the pastor is.

But after all, there are thresholds and the same number limits.

But now it’s different, different!

This is why the discomfort and awkwardness in the hearts of monks at this moment is common.

But few people realize this now.

The barbarians on the ridge also moved.

It was chaotic, roaring, roaring, waving the thick stone tools and wooden sticks, and rushed down from the ridge with amazing momentum.

Woo woo!!

The shrill trumpet rang, and countless white figures took off from the mortal army formation, then spread their arms, chanting a loud verse praising the Lord, and the milky white holy light fell from them!

hiss!

The female cultivator couldn't help but gasp, and all the other monks couldn't hide the shock.

Can magic still be used like this?

The holy light is like water, filled with more than ten thousand armies.

Countless ordinary bodies bathed in it, and the changes visible to the naked eye were blessed one by one.

Agility, strength, perception, courage, save damage, and defend against the mind - each effect has a color light, and each effect lasts for a long time.

Even so, the entire army stepped on the colorful energy halo, like a heavenly soldier in the divine way!

"All glory belongs to Taoist Lord!"

"All glory belongs to Taoist Lord!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Ordinary is not ordinary, and humble is not humble.

The heavy infantry of the front army laid their spears flat and erected a dense forest of sharpness. Everyone looked excited, and their courage seemed to be endless.

The barbarians came, Xixisongsong, dragging and dragging. The first most powerful warrior had hit the tip of the spear, and the last one was still on the side of the mountainside.

The spear tip collides with the stone stick, and the result is self-evident.

The spear was broken, and all soldiers flew up like a piece of ragged cloth, but the gap was instantly filled by the one behind, and another spear was stabbed!

roar!

The barbarian was like a human-shaped tank, with a yellowish light flashing all over its body, and its dark skin suddenly turned into a rock. He did not dodge or dodge and came towards the spear.

puff!

Let the barbarian warrior pay the price.

Although the spiritual light on the spear is dim, it has several special effects.

Armor breaking, corrosion, tearing - each effect is not strong, but with the blessing of the military formation, it easily pierced his rock-shaped skin and penetrated deep into its body!

roar!

The barbarian did not lose his combat power, but his injury aroused his fierceness. He beat the mortal soldiers in front of him into meat powder with a stick, grabbed the broken spear, and pulled it out.

Blood!

Blood shot out like an arrow!

The barbarian warrior roared to the sky, but the next second, the profits from all directions penetrated him completely!

"kill!!!"

A warrior who looked like a squad leader cut off the head of the barbarian warrior with one sword, and roared like a ghost!

"kill!!"

The small square formation, hundreds of people roared with all their strength to cater to it!

Another holy light was sprinkled, and countless wounds were restored and restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Lord of Taoism is the highest!"

As the trumpet changed, the knight leader drew his long sword, his face covered under the iron surface was ferocious, and a silence sounded like a collision of steel!

"The Lord of Taoism is the highest!"

Thousands of knights drew their swords together and roared in response!

The leader's long sword slashed down, and then a burst of sound: "Kill!"

"kill!"

A thousand war horses wrapped in steel, a thousand knights with long tail flames, moved, and moved with a momentum like a landslide and cracked, moving forward.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves made most monks look disgusted. When they looked at the flying white figures, their magical skills were attached to them as if they were not worth money. When these more than a thousand cavalry crashed into the barbarians, they all looked like golden armored gods!

"This, this, this..." The female cultivator stuttered.
Chapter completed!