The tangible resentment that was gathered soared into the sky like a whirlwind. Chen Xing was wrapped in the dim wind and tried his best to control the rattle. The phantom of constant struggle appeared in the resentment, transforming into a huge ancient divine beast "Zheng"!

Five tails and one corner, shaped like a red leopard - Zhe's resentful soul kept struggling in the whirlwind, making a roar like a rock, and the sound spread to hundreds of miles. The moment Zhe appeared, all the zombies stopped attacking the city and turned to Chen Xing in the middle of the battlefield.

"Take it back!" Zhou Zhen yelled desperately.

However, the Rouran cavalry were not affected by the rattle and turned around and turned from the city to the battlefield. The almost captured Hala and Lin suddenly felt less pressure, and all tribes rushed out and went to support the Great Shanyu Xiang Shu.

This resentment is too strong...it is more difficult to control than Yin and Yang Mirror.

Even though Chen Xing was familiar with all kinds of magic powers since childhood, it was extremely difficult to deal with such powerful magic weapons. The resentment entangled on the rattle kept looking for ways to penetrate into his heart, and wanted to swallow him and assimilate him together.

He could not hold on anymore! The living zombies on the periphery were gradually showing signs of being out of control, and Chen Xing tried his best to wave the rattle.

With a "dong" sound, hundreds of thousands of living zombies turned with the rattle in Chen Xing's hand. Xiang Shu rushed over with his horse and rushed forward with a sword.

"Shulukong?" Che Luofeng couldn't help but breathe.

Xiang Shu held a heavy sword in one hand and blocked Che Luofeng and Chen Xing.

"Che Luofeng!" Xiang Shu suddenly roared, "Explain it clearly!"

"Xiang Shu...Xiang Shu..." After Chen Xing sacrificed the magic weapon, his heart veins were severely damaged, and he kept gasping for breath. He was already a little unsteady. He pressed his chest with one hand and staggered, almost falling into the snow.

Che Luofeng sneered, bowed his back a little, paying attention to Xiang Shu's every move.

In front of him was Che Luofeng, behind him was Chen Xing who was shaking. Xiang Shu was a little lost in his mind for a moment. Now it is not the time to fight with Che Luofeng, so he must take good care of Chen Xing first. Otherwise, the Rouran cavalry would return to the rescue later and trap them in the battle formation. At that time, the chaos was rushing, and even if Xiang Shu had the ability to do everything, he would not be able to care about Chen Xing's safety.

"Can you hold on?" Xiang Shu locked Che Luofeng's actions with his eyes. It was too difficult to take Chen Xing and Che Luofeng away at the same time.

"I'm fine." Chen Xing was gasping very hard, and he couldn't even handle the rattle. "You go quickly... They are back to help, don't worry about me. Hurry up! Let's go!"

The Rouran cavalry in the distance came back and kept gathering towards this place. Che Luofeng showed hatred on his face. Just as he was about to pounce on him, Xiang Shu finally made a choice, but he abandoned Che Luofeng and said coldly: "Xiao Shan! Let's go!"

Then he dragged Chen Xing on his horse and turned around and broke through!

Xiao Shan grabbed the horse, turned over the horse, and chased Xiang Shu.

This action immediately made Che Luofeng stunned, and in an instant he looked at him at a loss, and just watched Xiang Shu leave.

Chen Xing was held onto the horse by Xiang Shu. Xiang Shu quickly turned the horse's head, and nearly 200,000 zombies were in a state of great power. He turned the situation around and instead killed the Rouran cavalry! Chen Xing and Xiang Shu were followed by Chen Xing and Xiang Shu, and behind them were Tiele, the Huns and other cavalry.

Zhou Zhen never expected that the other camp would use his own way to do it. He even thought that after all the things returned to silence, no one could activate magic weapons. He immediately ordered in a hurry, but the Rouran cavalry in front of him had collapsed, and the living zombies rushed forward and stomped on each other, and his own camp was in chaos.

Zhou Zhen roared: "You can actually drive the magic weapon to be refined with my Lord's blood?!"

"I am the great exorcist." Chen Xing said coldly.

Xiang Shu had already rushed to the hinterland of the Rouran Army. When he met, the sword swept away five or six roadblocking cavalry. Chen Xing hugged Xiang Shu's waist and gasped. His heart ached faintly. He forced the rattle. The power of the heart lamp was constantly eroded by resentment.

"Give me the power of the heart!" Xiang Shu shouted.

Chen Xing hugged Xiang Shu's waist tightly, leaned on his back, closed his eyes, and suddenly strengthened the power of the heart lamp.

Xiang Shu shook the heavy sword and wanted to turn it into a long bow, but he didn't expect that the heavy sword would light up and change its shape again - becoming a six-foot light pestle. Xiang Shu was stunned at first, and then danced the light pestle like a long halberd. He swept left and right, and saw a light wheel sweeping away, and all the cavalrymen blocked the road were swept away!

Zhou Zhen suddenly showed a look of fear and instinctively felt that the magic weapon was his nemesis. He immediately did not dare to fight and left immediately. However, Xiang Shu's move to the full power of the true power was approaching behind!

As soon as he snatched, the white light of the heart lamp drew a tangible fire. Zhou Zhen’s martial robe was slightly next to the edge of the flame and began to burn. At the last moment, when Zhou Zhen and his men and horse were about to chop off Zhou Zhen, the heart lamp flame suddenly "buzzed" and disappeared.

Chen Xing paused behind Xiang Shu, unconsciously let go of his hands, and a mouthful of blood soaked Xiang Shu's upper leather armor.

Xiang Shu: "Chen Xing?!"

"Bastard-!" Che Luofeng came back and roared wildly, "Shulukong!"

The galloping horse ran into the side, but it was Che Luofeng wearing heavy armor. Che Luofeng thought Xiang Shu would fight him, but he didn't expect that the person he cared about the most, but he didn't even look at him more. The resentment in his heart had reached its limit, so he immediately ignored his life and rushed over with the man and the horse, holding the idea of ​​dying with Xiang Shu.

Chen Xing fainted, lowered his body, and was hit by Che Luofeng. Xiang Shu immediately reached out to grab Chen Xing, but he was one step slower. His reinforcements rushed over. At the vanguard fighting between the two armies, Xiang Shu and Chen Xing were knocked to the ground together. Zhou Zhen just wanted to grab the rattle and shouted: "Che Luofeng! Magic weapon!"

The two armies collided like a tide, and Chen Xing's consciousness gradually disappeared, and his eyes were pitch black.

Am I going to die? It's too fast... the time hasn't come yet.

At this moment when Chen Xing was unconscious, he still held the rattle tightly in his hand, subconsciously unwilling to let go. But just as his consciousness became blurred, he seemed to have seen an extremely strange scene.

It was the world I saw from another person's eyes, a twisted space in all directions, a wall full of blood vessels, but in just a moment, the owner of those eyes discovered him and instantly looked into his heart, and his consciousness was as if strangely connected to each other.

"Host of the Heart Lamp?" said a hoarse voice, "You can actually come here through my blood. Well, now China has magic power, only you and me."

"Wake up!" A strange boy said in Chen Xing's consciousness, "It's not time to give up!"

Chen Xing suddenly opened his eyes, and countless scenes shattered, and the sound seemed to bombard his consciousness from a thousand miles away.

The scene was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, with cold wind blowing, and a few snowflakes fell on his face. A cold hand wearing iron gloves grabbed his chin and asked him to raise his head slightly.

What is this? The moment Chen Xing regained his consciousness, he knew that he was being held hostage.

The surrounding clouds were covered with clouds and mist, and there was a section of ridge exposed from the top of the Yin Mountains, at the highest peak of Huhebashi Mountain, on a small open space, two shadow generals wearing black armor stood in front of them, and Che Luofeng, who was sitting on the ground, with his disheveled hair and breathing, and was in a mess.

Zhou Zhen stood on one side and stared at the rattle placed on the stone.

Chen Xing moved his wrist and found that he was tied up by cold iron chains. The cold weather was frozen, and water dripped into ice. The iron chain was covered with frost. He thought to himself, "What do you think?" Tie me on such a heavy iron chain? Even if I don't tie it, I can't escape."

The moment Chen Xing woke up, Che Luofeng and Zhou Zhen immediately looked at him vigilantly.

Among the two black armored generals, one of them wanted to lift Chen Xing up, but the other was stopped.

Chen Xing recognized that the person he wanted to mention should be Sima Yue. Judging from the armor, he could vaguely identify the other one, but he didn't know who it was.

The armor of these black-armored generals was almost exactly the same, and they were all wearing helmets, covering their entire faces and there was no way to tell.

Sima Yue turned around and walked towards Zhou Zhen.

"What should I do now?" A hoarse voice came from the armor.

This guy can actually speak?! Chen Xing was shocked when he heard the sound.

At first, his judgment on these guys was just unconsciously and driven by instinct. Now it seems that he is more advanced than the zombies. Being able to speak proves that he has his own will. Sima Lun, who had faced Chang'an before, might just not want to speak.

Zhou Zhen did not answer, but just looked at Che Luofeng, and Che Luofeng looked at Chen Xing hatefully.

"I hand over the army built by Lord Shi Hai here to your hands," Sima Yue said with a hoarse voice as if the weapons were rubbing, "Tell me, you still have 60,000 Rouran Iron Guards, what about now?"

Another black armor general stood beside Chen Xing and never spoke. Chen Xing looked at him in a blink of an eye. For some reason, he felt a little familiar. He always felt that this armor had been seen where... It was wrong. There were only three people who had seen him. Sima Lun had been removed, Sima Yue, and those in Longzhongshan...

Sima Wei!

This person was Sima Wei, the King of Chu in Jin Dynasty! It was also the black armored general that Chen Xing had first met! He met in a hurry that night, but it was not real. This guy really appeared!

Zhou Zhen was obviously a little lacking in confidence and replied: "The Rouran Iron Army was stationed in Yinshan by us. Shulukong will definitely come to save this kid. Then we are in the dark, and they are in the bright..."

"You always talk about war on paper," the black armored general Sima Yue mocked, "I thought I was expecting the enemy's opportunity first, but I was caught off guard."

"I never thought this kid would actually use the ferocious drum." Zhou Zhen walked towards Chen Xing, but the two black armored generals blocked Chen Xing and refused to let him get close.

Sima Yue replied: "Zhou Zhen, the 200,000 troops of Ba have been told to you. Can you and your companions still capture Shu Lukong alive?"

Chen Xing looked out between the leg armors of the two generals and saw Che Luofeng's hideous and angry eyes.

Che Luofeng suddenly said, "I have a way."

"We can kill this kid," Che Luofeng whispered, "and then hang his body here. Shu Lukong will be in chaos when he sees it. Take advantage of his unpreparedness..."

"Idiot!" Sima Yue said coldly, "I think you deserve the most!"

Sima Yue drew his sword, and Zhou Zhen immediately blocked Che Luofeng and said in a deep voice: "General!"

There was an internal strife... Although I don't know the specific process, Chen Xing could roughly speculate that most of the people were sent by Zi Hai, but I don't know whether the so-called "My Lord" is Chi You or Zi Hai. This is not important - maybe over the years, Zi Hai made sufficient arrangements in the north, resurrected 200,000 living zombies, and handed them over to Sima Yue to commander.

Now Zhou Zhen has taken over the command of the army, plus 60,000 Rouran cavalry, and wants to attack Longcheng in one go. At the last moment, Chen Xing has taken the rattle and killed one wave. Now that the Ba army has been exhausted, the two black armored generals are very dissatisfied.

Internal strife. You continue to internal strife! Don’t stop! Chen Xing is full of expectations.

Sima Yue said in a deep voice: "Get out of here."

"King of Ba," Zhou Zhen also said coldly, "This is the order of Lord Shi Hai."

"Zhi Hai did not tell you to have any further involvement with Rouran people," Sima Yue said. "After you have returned to my master in your lifetime and after death, you must forget your identity. If you are obsessed with the mortal behind you, I will not mind dealing with him for you."

Zhou Zhen took a deep breath, Sima Yue withdrew his sword, summoned a group of crows, jumped off the cliff, and disappeared.

Zhou Zhen glanced at Che Luofeng. Che Luofeng's expression was extremely complicated. Zhou Zhen said: "I'll set up an ambush and ambush Shu Lukong. How about capturing him alive?"

Che Luofeng was silent for a long time, and finally said, "If you really can't catch it alive, just kill it. Take the corpse back, the same is true."

"It should have been like this long ago," said Zhou Zhen. "If it weren't for your plea..."

"I was wrong!" Che Luofeng said, "I was wrong, okay!"

Zhou Zhen turned around, jumped down from the cliff, and disappeared.

The top of the mountain became quiet again, and Sima Wei, Chen Xing and Che Luofeng were left. Che Luofeng sat down on his own, lowering his head and wiping the bowstrings with rosin.

Chen Xing knew that Xiang Shu must have tried his best to save him now, and he might have led his army to surround the mountain. However, the Sixteen Hu cavalry were good at plain warfare and were not afraid of charge, but the mountain combat was not as good as that.

There was fine snow floating on the platform on the top of the mountain, which was less than ten feet long, and several stone pillars stood around it. It was unknown where the clan worshipped the sky. Chen Xing moved the iron chain and made a sound, thinking about how to find a way to escape.

Sima Wei, who was standing aside, turned his head slightly and looked at Chen Xing.

Why didn't this guy speak? Chen Xing thought, maybe he could make some comments and find out the details of the group of people in Zi Hai... What was the scene I saw when I was in a coma? Who was the voice of the boy talking to him in a dream?

Chen Xing dragged the iron chains and moved around, making a slight sound. Che Luofeng stopped and looked at him.

Chen Xing stopped moving.
To be continued...