Manjusri Mountain father and son walked in the front, they were like puppets, exuding a shining luster, leaving a little fluorescence wherever they passed, like fireflies, but they were tenaciously not scattered by the wind and rain.

Under the protection of the soldiers, the middle-aged Taoist and a few young Taoist priests could no longer maintain their demeanor, and they became soup chickens, wet all over. They tried to open their eyes and maintain this Dao technique.

The father and son of Manjusri Mountain have the blood of the martial arts, and the middle-aged Taoist used Taoism to stimulate the bloodline memory in their father and son's body, so that their father and son involuntarily embarked on the path taken by their ancestors.

This is the power of Kunlun seekers. In frontal battles, except for a small part, the vast majority of them are inferior to Shushan. But in other ways, their methods are intimidating. In front of them, ordinary people don't have any secrets, and they can't just dig out all the secrets you know, but also the secrets hidden in your bloodline that you don't know.

The soldiers were close together, relying on the strength of their comrades-in-arms, chasing that little fluorescent light in the heavy rain. The eldest prince has put on the iron mask again, and has become one with the old Qin army armor soldiers around him.

More than 100 people, in this storm, are like a leaf, and they are at risk of being lifted away at any time.

The rain was getting heavier and the sky was getting darker.

Even that little bit of fluorescence can only be seen by a few people. The road ahead can only be seen slightly by the few people who can see a little bit of fluorescence.

The torch, even with the help of a middle-aged Taoist, could not be lit in this situation at all. The middle-aged Taoist did have some other abilities that could make the soldiers see the path clearly, but at this moment, he had no time to clone himself.

Now, it can be said that most of the soldiers are in a situation where they can't see their fingers. In such a situation, those who can still march can only be done by the old Qin army in the world, and they must be the elite of the old Qin army.

The eldest prince drew his sword and slapped the armor on his body with the blade of the sword.

Bell Block!

Bell Block!

......

The sound was easily drowned out by the sound of wind and rain, but the eldest prince only raised his head, and the soldiers around him followed him, beating the beat and slapping the armor on his body.

Bell Block!

Bell Block!

......

Gradually, the whole army, every once in a while, sounded this rhythmic sound. Then change direction, or pause. This is the secret of why the old Qin army is the elite of the world.

The generals of the old Qin army, commanding the soldiers, relied not only on the banner, but also on the rhythm.

In the elite of the old Qin army, not only the generals, but also all the armor soldiers, must be proficient in music and rhythm. They pass messages to each other through music, and they make the whole army look like a giant through music.

Armor and weapons are their musical instruments. And in addition to the rhythm, there is also dance as a complement. Body movements, and waving flags, is dance. In the midst of dance and music, invincible on the battlefield.

Because Mairaku is the core of the entire army, once they arrive at the battlefield, whether it is a general or a soldier, they rarely speak. It is also because of this that there is the legend of the silent death on the battlefield.

And on this night, on this night of heavy rain, this legend was staged again.

Even though there were only a hundred people, even though there were only a few spectators, and despite the terrible stage, it was still impossible to stop these one hundred and one people from putting on a magnificent dance music.

The water is already knee-high. There were all kinds of things, swept by the wind, falling from the sky.

But each of these one hundred and one people is like a well-built cog, combined into a huge war machine, moving forward unwaveringly. Not only that, but also firmly protected Wen Hu, the middle-aged Taoist and a few small Taoist priests in it, blocking most of the wind and rain.

Wen Hu's face turned pale, but there was uncontrollable shock in his eyes.

He is a proud man, especially after becoming the Iron Eagle Guardian. But at this moment, after witnessing with his own eyes what is the elite of the old Qin army in the world, the arrogance in his heart was directly suppressed.

He had never seen it, and he didn't even dare to think that the elite level of an army could reach such a level. When he left the city gate, which was still safe, he was ready to be washed away as soon as he went out. However, they did not expect that not only were they not scattered, but on the contrary, they moved forward at a speed that was not slow.

Even with them to shelter from the wind and rain, Wen Hu still felt very difficult. He didn't dare to imagine how this group of armorers persevered, could it be that they were all beaten with iron?

Wen Hu couldn't figure it out, not only he couldn't figure it out, but even the middle-aged Taoist couldn't figure it out.

Although the middle-aged Taoist looks only middle-aged, in fact, he is older than King Qin, and he has been more than a hundred years, and he is a veritable real person with a hundred years of Taoism.

In 100 years, he has seen too much, and even penetrated into the endless mountains several times. Whether it's bloody, disgusting, terrifying, or huge, I've seen a lot. However, this is the first time I have seen a scene like this.

His eyes widened, and in the sound of the neat armor blades colliding, unconsciously, there was a rush of blood boiling in his body, and he only felt that countless powers were gushing out.

At this moment, all that kept popping up in his mind was these four words - "Man will conquer heaven!".

Bell Block!

Bell Block!

Bell Block!

A voice, in the sound of wind and rain, in the lightning and thunder, is so small, but so firm. The sound of the collision of armor and blades, an inexplicable rhythm, controlled the entire army of more than a hundred people to advance, turn left and right, and before they knew it, they had gradually approached the source of the anger, the small dirt slope.

And there are similarities with the eldest prince, as well as the ghost cave.

20 zombies, standing in four rows. Keep your head down, lean forward, brave the wind and rain, and walk in the water.

And the guy who was as tall as a bear and more like a beast than a man, Devil May Cry already knew who he was.

Kunlun seeker, a real person with 300 years of Taoism, one of the elders of Kunlun, a rare martial arts faction in Kunlun, and a fierce tiger Taoist.

He came here 100 years ago. Trying to stop a catastrophe and failing. In the end, he tried his best to seal the gods and demons who were about to break free from the seal again. At the same time, refine a hundred zombies, defend the entire Kaixian County, kill all those who have been tainted by the blood of gods and demons, and kill all outsiders at the same time.

Just more than ten years ago, when he was about to successfully kill all the people who were tainted by the blood of gods and demons, a person came here, his name was Sun Fu. He was seduced by gods and demons and became a jailer. Control all the people who are tainted by the blood of gods and demons, and use the power of gods and demons to hide in the Kaixian Martial Mansion, so that zombies cannot find them.

In order to maintain the seal, the Tiger Daoist stayed here and did not leave the cave for 100 years. And because of his best efforts to maintain the seal, most of the past 100 years, he has been in a state of madness.

So in the face of such a situation, there is nothing that can be done.

Finally, after more than ten years, a group of Wen family members inadvertently arrived here. Then, the final ritual was completed. And this seal lasted for 100 years, and finally, once again, the gods and demons used their anger to break the seal. And the Tiger Daoist was finally freed and regained all his senses.

Glancing at the Tiger Daoist walking in front, Ghost Cry took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and followed step by step.