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Although a round of volleys from the Mongolian tribe killed at least 50,000 cavalrymen from the Tuhu tribe, the intensity of these attacks was not very high, and a single attack could only threaten Zifu at most.

But there are simply too many.

If tens of thousands of salvos were all aimed at one point, even a Yuanying Zhenjun would have to temporarily avoid the sharp blades.

Hu Khan had also seen many magic weapons that released divine light, and not only that, he had even seen those that were even more powerful!

For example, the Qishan tribe’s most precious inheritance, Chongyu Peak.

It can release endless black light, instantly crushing the soul and body of others. When it is fully mobilized, let alone an army of 500,000 Black Tiger Heavy Cavalry, even an army of 500,000 Black Tiger Heavy Cavalry can be destroyed by Heavy Prison Peak like a rotten wood!
But the Chongyu Peak is a treasure that the Qishan tribe has been refining for tens of thousands of years. Even if it is not of the seventh grade, it is at least a seventh-grade magic weapon embryo. The energy and resources consumed are undoubtedly astronomical figures, and they cannot afford to support it even if they squeeze the Tuhu tribe dry.

As for the low-level ones, it doesn’t work either.

Although low-level magic weapons can be deployed on a large scale, they are not powerful enough. If the Mongolian tribe in front of them equips tens of thousands of cavalry with a magic weapon that can threaten Zifu, the Tuhu tribe will still have to sell off everything it has!

Where did the Mongolian tribe get so many resources?

Tuhu Khan was very confused.

However, despite his doubts, he did not stop, but instead led the remaining Black Tiger Cavalry to continue charging!
In his opinion, even if the Mongolian cavalry could control such a magic weapon, it would certainly consume a lot of energy. As long as he could break through the enemy's formation before the enemy launched the next round of volleys, victory would still belong to him!

Then... he saw the second row of Mongolian cavalrymen riding their horses forward, taking out the same black spear magic weapon as the first row of cavalrymen, and aiming at them.

besides? !
Tu Huhan was startled.

My brain didn't react for a moment.

The next moment, tens of thousands of beams of light shot out, and then another 50,000 Black Tiger Cavalry were cut down!
But this is not the end.

After the second round of cavalry shooting, the third 10,000-man squad took over their position and fired again.

Boom boom boom————

Another fifty thousand!

Three rounds of salvos would mean 150,000 deaths!

The entire Tuhu tribe had a capital of no more than 300,000 Black Tiger heavy cavalry, and now half of them were destroyed in just three attacks.

Now Tuhuhan finally couldn't sit still anymore.

He simply shook off the large army, escaped the protection of the army's evil spirit, rushed straight into the sky, turned into a sun of qi and blood, and rushed directly towards the direction of the Mongolian army.

He wants to dig a hole in the formation alone!

But at the same time he rushed into the sky.

Three golden suns rose into the sky, emitting magical fluctuations that were no less powerful than his, and directly blocked Tuhu Khan!

"what?!"

Tuhu Khan was shocked when he saw this.

Aren't there only two Yuanying from the Shadow Wolf Tribe who defected to the Mongolian Tribe? How come there are suddenly three more late-stage Yuanying?
Is the intelligence false?
Just when Tuhu Khan was puzzled, he saw the three figures in the golden sun slowly emerging. They were actually three golden-armored generals. However, Tuhu Khan, who was practicing the way of refining, keenly felt a chill from the generals.

Not a living person!

"A puppet?"

Tuhuhan's heart skipped a beat.

The art of puppetry is also quite popular in the grasslands. After all, some shamans particularly like to use the remains or body parts of warriors from other tribes when making magic tools. Gradually, the shamans have developed a unique art of puppetry in the grasslands.
It’s just limited by the difficulty of obtaining raw materials.

Low-level puppets are okay, but high-level puppets are very rare.

There are probably not many puppets like the one in front of him, which is comparable to the late Nascent Soul stage, even in large tribes like the Qishan tribe!

Now, in order to deal with him, the Mongolian tribe actually took out three!

Tuhu Khan grinned and sneered: "Puppets are just puppets after all. These three can only hold me back at most, and my Tuhu tribe is more than just a single warrior!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two suns rose again in the direction of the Tuhu tribe, one of which was slightly smaller than the one of Tuhu Khan.
One is the blazing sun of qi and blood, and the other is the shaman who goes with the army to the battle.

As long as these two people go into battle, everything will be fine!

However, the next moment, Tuhuhan's expression suddenly changed.

Suddenly, two strange green cylinders with cone-shaped tops and three tail fins at the bottom rose up behind the Mongolian tribe.

The next moment, a huge amount of white smoke was released from the bottom of the cylinder, and then it rose into the sky with a bang!

"not good!"

Tuhu thought something was wrong and was about to fly out to stop the two cylinders.

Although he didn't know what these two cylinders were, his intuition told him that the two remaining Yuanyings of the Tuhu tribe could definitely not block them. Only he, a warrior in the late Yuanying stage, could do it, otherwise the Tuhu tribe would be finished!

However, just as he was about to make a move, the three golden-armored warriors in the late Nascent Soul stage attacked directly and beat him back!
Even though Tuhu Khan tried his best, he was unable to break through the siege of the three golden-armored warriors. He could only watch as the two cylinders crossed the battlefield of a hundred miles at a terrifying speed and accurately hit the two Nascent Souls of the Tuhu tribe!

Boom boom——

It was like a spear held by a god, directly piercing through the two Nascent Souls!
The world seemed to have pressed the mute and slow-motion buttons at this moment.

The next moment, two huge fireworks bloomed above the Tuhu army, releasing endless light, heat, and unparalleled power! It evaporated tens of thousands of Black Tiger Cavalrymen directly below, and also pushed the 100,000 Black Tiger Cavalrymen nearby, along with their mounts, to all directions!
Slow motion button ends.

The Tuhu army, of which only half was left, was completely routed, with less than 100,000 soldiers left, and widespread wailing.

And in the original place, there were only two giant pits with glass-like edges and the rising smoke!
Tuhu Khan suddenly felt extremely desperate.

He knew that the Tuhu tribe was finished!
As much as 70% of the family's 300,000 cavalry were directly destroyed, and the two Yuanyings other than him were also bombed by the unknown weapon and not even a Yuanying could escape.

And what about the Mongolian tribe?
Does it count if I lost some mana of 30,000 cavalrymen and two magic weapons that can kill Nascent Souls?

He really couldn't think of any chance for the Tuhu tribe to turn things around.

What else can he rely on now?
Relying on the counterattack of other tribes?

The battlefield here has ended up like this, and the other six tribes will probably not suffer much better!

Thinking of this, Tuhu Khan lost all desire to fight.

Facing three golden-armored warriors who are eyeing him covetously.

Tuhu Khan gave a bitter smile and took off the tiger-skin coat that symbolized his identity as Tuhu Khan, revealing his sturdy and scarred upper body. He then knelt in the air and said.

"Atuo has come to his senses and is willing to submit to Genghis Khan's banner and gain more pastures under the sun for the Khan!"

Seeing this, the three golden-armored warriors became like stuck machines, standing still in the void without moving.

But Atuo definitely didn't dare to move.

Until a man's voice came from one of the golden-armored warriors.

"Atuo, right? Gather your troops and head to Qishan!"

Hearing this voice, Atuo's heart trembled.

I thought to myself, I am so young.

Even though they had never met each other, Atuo could tell that this was a young man who was much younger than him.

And he also asked me to gather my troops and go to Qishan. Could it be...

Atuo thought of a possibility.

But he had no right to refuse.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I will obey the order of the Khan!"

The war situation was just as Atuota had imagined.

On the seven battlefields, although the situation cannot be said to be overwhelmingly in favor of the Mongolian tribe, it can also be said to be going smoothly.

Relying on the guns and missiles equipped by Zhang Wei, as well as the Huiyuandou soldiers who were sweeping the formation to deal with the opponent's Yuanying.

Even with only a hastily developed three-stage shooting tactics, the Mongolian army still crushed the old-style armies of the seven tribes.

The only trouble we encountered was when facing the Zelong tribe.

Because the Zelong tribe is located in a large swamp, and the mounts of the Zelong cavalry are a kind of swamp dragon beast that lives in the swamp. This spiritual beast can lead the Zelong cavalry to lurk in the swamp to avoid the shooting of the Mongolian tribe.

After becoming familiar with the Mongolian tribe's tactics, Zelong Khan decisively took advantage of the swamp dragon to drag a group of second-generation people including Prince Helian into the swamp and kill them, causing irreparable and huge losses to the Mongolian tribe!
So Saint Urina immediately gave the order to use one third of the reserve missiles to destroy half of the Zelong tribe’s base, forcing Zelong Khan to surrender.

After this round of fighting, the Mongolian tribe, with only 300,000 troops, defeated seven tribes of varying sizes, including Tuhu and Zelong.

They achieved an exaggerated record of killing nearly two million people at the cost of only five thousand officers composed of the second generation of playboys!
The territory was expanded several times, and after a round of incorporation of captives, the strength of the Mongolian tribe expanded rapidly.

Even though most of the tribe's cavalry were shot on the battlefield, the remaining defeated soldiers gathered together, bringing the total number of Mongolian troops to 500,000.

The commander-in-chief, Saint Wujina, did not delay and immediately led this hastily assembled army to march towards Qishan.

Relying on the advantages of firearms and missiles, coupled with the cannon fodder sweeps of the seven tribes and the participation of Huiyuandou soldiers and the remaining Yuanying of the seven tribes, as long as the powerful gods do not come out, the vanguard army of the Qishan tribe will have no power to resist at all.

And along the way, wherever the army went, the people welcomed them wholeheartedly, offering food and drink to welcome the royal army. It can be said that they had the best of luck and showed a state of vitality and flourishing of all things!
While the Mongolian army was marching triumphantly towards Qishan, Zhang Wei on the other side was also chasing a powerful god sent by Qishan and Heshan.

As he expected, the Qishan tribe secretly instigated people from the seven major tribes to cause trouble for his Mongolian tribe.

This must be the result that the five major tribes finally came up with after hundreds of years of discussion.

It was unknown what kind of agreement the three tribes far away had made, which finally allowed the gods of Qishan and Heshan to take action without hesitation. When the Mongolian army was fighting with the seven tribes, Zhang Wei discovered that five gods of transformation had taken advantage of the lack of troops in Shadow Wolf Valley and sneaked into the Valley with secret treasures, intending to surround and kill him.

But unfortunately, they underestimated Zhang Wei's strength.

After leading the five God Transformation Realm cultivators to a remote place, Zhang Wei took the lead and killed two weaker God Transformation Realm cultivators with thundering means. Then he used his Soul-Snatching Heavenly Eye and cast the Soul-Snatching Divine Light to capture the Heavy Prison Peak, a quasi-seventh-level magic weapon that the other party brought with them.

As soon as he came up, he lost his two helpers, and the secret treasure he brought with him was also taken away by the other party.

How could the remaining three Divine Transformation cultivators not see that Zhang Wei was not someone to be trifled with? They simply gave up their mission and fled in all directions.

However, what made them even more desperate was that Zhang Wei directly used the Soul-Splitting Incarnation Technique, split into three bodies and chased after them!

Two of them who were in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm tried their best but were no match for Zhang Wei and were quickly killed by Zhang Wei's two Spiritual Transformation Realms. Only the remaining one who was in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm was more troublesome.

After going through the initial tests and confirming that he was no match for Zhang Wei's incarnation, this late-stage spirit-transforming cultivator completely gave up the idea of ​​fighting Zhang Wei.

He flew towards Qishan at the fastest speed in his life.

Then it became like this.

Looking at the warrior in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation realm flying at high speed in front of him, Zhang Wei couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart that he should refine a flying magic weapon similar to the Golden Thunder Wings for his second body.

Otherwise, if it were his real self, he would have caught up with this guy long ago!
Seeing that Zhang Wei was still chasing him relentlessly, Salon, who was born in Qishan, was also nervous and shouted, "Temujin, let me go. When I go back, I will represent the tribe to persuade the other four tribes to never trouble your Mongolian tribe again. From now on, the northwest area of ​​the grassland will all belong to your Mongolian tribe. How about it!"

Zhang Wei sneered, "Give me the most barren northwest region? Killing you will make my territory even bigger, right?"

After saying that, Zhang Wei accelerated his escape light and closed the distance in an instant, which immediately scared Salon in front of him.

Salon said angrily: "Do you really think that you can swallow up the tens of thousands of years of foundation of my Qishan tribe with your own strength?! Dream on! Quit while you are ahead, and you can still get wealth and honor for the rest of your life!"

Zhang Wei did not answer, but just chased and fled with Salon.

As they were about to reach the territory of the Qishan tribe, Salon had already seen the outline of his hometown!
Salon was delighted when he saw this.

As long as... as long as I reach that place, I will be safe!

I just don’t believe that no matter how powerful Temujin is, he can be stronger than the Qishan Holy Spirit that their Qishan tribe has worshipped for tens of thousands of years!

However, just when Salon was happy and relaxed, Zhang Wei took the opportunity to quickly advance to a position a thousand miles behind Salon.

He extended a hand toward Salon.

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The palm seemed to be inflated, and it grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Moreover, it was not the image of the original spirit, but a real part of the body that had grown giant!
The treasure book of the Qi Ling of the Sky, part of which is about the laws of heaven and earth!
Zhang Wei used his power to control the heaven and earth so recklessly that this space could no longer withstand Zhang Wei's terrifying strength.

The void collapsed, and as Zhang Wei stretched out his hand, the power emitted directly crushed the space thousands of miles in front of his palm! Leaving an abyss in the sky!
Even Salon was affected by this force and his flying speed dropped sharply. When he sensed the huge hand grabbing him from behind, he was scared to death.

He saw with his own eyes how the other party used this move to beat a shaman in the middle stage of the Spiritualization process who was accompanying them into a bloody mist with one palm strike!

You know, after the shaman was blessed by the Qishan Holy Spirit they worshipped, his strength was comparable to that of a late-stage spirit.

Even I am not as good as him.

Even so, he couldn't even withstand a palm strike from the opponent. If he was caught by this palm strike, his fate would definitely not be good!

So Salon immediately used a secret technique to explode his body, and his blood and energy intertwined, transforming into a giant Dharma image comparable to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, which met Zhang Wei's palm and bought time for the Nascent Soul to escape.

However, the next moment, Zhang Wei suddenly squeezed his palm!
The space was instantly exploded by him, and the exploding power of space was restrained in Zhang Wei's palm with one hand, turning into countless silver thunders that overflowed from between his fingers. Then Zhang Wei swung his huge fist and smashed it directly on Salon's substitute!
boom! ! ! ! ! !

Fa Lian didn't even have time to utter a scream before he exploded. For a moment, countless blood and thunder scattered in all directions, twisting the sky within a radius of ten thousand miles into a giant vortex.

Such a huge commotion naturally attracted the attention of the Qishan tribe tens of thousands of miles away. The great shaman who stayed behind in the tribe took action immediately. A mysterious force rushed into the sky, and then a branch of the force turned into a rainbow bridge, which rolled towards Salon's Nascent Soul, intending to bring it back.

And Salon also saw the rainbow bridge.

A hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

The Great Shaman contacted the Qishan Holy Spirit and took action!
As long as you step onto this rainbow bridge, you will be instantly led to the Qishan tribe's Khan's tent, and then quickly restore your body with the power of the Qishan Holy Spirit!
Hahahaha... Temujin, you are inferior after all!

However, at this moment, an extremely sharp aura descended from the sky, which immediately made Salon panic.

Want to avoid.

But the sharpness is even faster!
Whoosh————

An extremely bright sword light went straight through Salon's body, and then continued to move forward, splitting the rainbow bridge that was leading Salon into two, causing an angry and painful roar!

The real body of Qishan Holy Spirit was injured!
"Wha...what?!"

Salon couldn't believe it, and then he felt a pain in his chest.

Countless sword energies instantly gushed out from the wound, completely shattering his Nascent Soul, his Soul, and his consciousness!
Salon's Nascent Soul turned into a blood-colored stream of smoke and disappeared in the wind. Then the sword light returned to Zhang Wei and was held in his hand. It was the seventh-level magic weapon, the Soul-Slaying Sword!

Zhang Wei clearly felt that in the void in the direction of Qishan tribe, a pair of hateful and fearful eyes were looking at him.

But Zhang Wei smiled indifferently, holding the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, he saluted in the direction of the Qishan tribe and said, "Mongol tribe, Temujin, I have come to invite the Qishan Holy Spirit to die!"

(End of this chapter)