Accompanied by a shrill scream, the golden villain exploded in the air, which was Zhang Jiao's soul.

The first three realms of cultivator, the life soul, the Yin soul, the Yang soul, and the Yuanshen realm are to experience the heavenly tribulation, the three souls are united, and the Yuanshen realm is to achieve Yuanshen. The life of a great monk in this realm has undergone a qualitative change and the Yuanshen is transcendent. Even if the body is destroyed, as long as the Yuanshen is still there, the body can be reshaped. Only by killing his Yuanshen can one truly kill the monks in this realm.

The golden light spread out in the air, like a dazzling golden firework. Zhang Jiao's soul was shot by Ning Caichen with an arrow. He did not escape, died completely, and there was no possibility of resurrection again.

This was a shocking look. Everyone present was stunned. They stared blankly at the sky. The golden light burst out and then disappeared. No one could calm down. That was Zhang Jiao. He was shot and killed by someone like this. Even if he was seriously injured, he was still a great monk in the realm of the soul. He was high above and looked down on the countless people, but now he was shot and killed by a person who did not step into that level...

At this moment, it seemed that the world was silent, with only the sound of rain and wind. Many people looked at one of the ruins, where there was a figure standing straight and standing in the ruins. It was Ning Caichen. His figure was not very tall, and even compared to the soldiers. He was a little thin, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, this figure was like a majestic mountain, with a supreme momentum that made people awe.

"Die...Die...Zhang Jiao is dead...hahaha, we win..." "I will win!" "I will win!" "I will win!"...

After a brief silence, there was cheering like a mountain collapse. This was Liang Jun. There was a lot of cheers, and some even cried out directly, crying with joy. Previously, they felt despair for a while, including Chen Yan's death, Zhang Jiao's strength, and the betrayal of Li Yuan and others. Even in the battle, they were all ready to wrap the body in the horse. However, no one expected that this would be the result in the end...

After winning, Zhang Jiao was dead, without Zhang Jiao, the remaining Yellow Turban Army, why not fight...

At this moment, Liang Jun only felt his blood boiling. Before, they had been holding a breath in their hearts, and they felt pessimistic at one time, but now they felt a sense of bad luck. Many Liang Jun looked at Ning Caichen in the ruins, their eyes full of passion...

"Die...Die...Haha...General, you can rest in peace, Zhang Jiao is dead, we avenge you...Hahaha..."

"Die, die... Haha, it's so good... General, did you see it? Zhang Jiao is dead..."

Someone laughed, that was Huang Zheng and some old subordinates who had followed Chen Yan before. At this moment, they all laughed to the sky. At the end of their laughter, tears flowed down. They were the ones who followed Chen Yan for the longest time and were the ones who were most loyal to Chen Yan. Now that they saw Zhang Jiao die, they were indescribable to revenge, but there were so many sadness. In the end, they themselves didn't know whether they were laughing or crying. Zhang Jiao died, and they had to revenge, but Chen Yan died and could not be resurrected...

Someone looked at a place in the ruins, and a straight figure stood up. It was Chen Yan. He was dead, but he still stood straight. Even the battle just now could not be affected. In fact, although Chen Yan was dead, a terrible momentum formed around him. Even the master of Huajin did not dare to approach him easily.

"Magnificent!...Magnificent...Magnificent..."

Someone looked at Ning Caichen's figure and shouted excitedly. It was the Knight Camp, Xue Gui and others. His eyes were full of heat, and a dazzling light burst out from Chen Gong's eyes. In fact, when he saw Zhang Jiao's final attack, he was a little desperate, thinking that Ning Caichen would die, but the result was beyond expectations. It shocked him and was also excited...

"Must win", "Must win!" "Must win"...

In the end, cheers were heard here, and these were Liang Jun, whose momentum soared into the sky and shook the entire Hulao Pass.

"Saint Master!" "Brother!"

Compared to the high momentum of Liang's army, the Yellow Turban Army was filled with grief. Countless Yellow Turban Army soldiers were staring blankly at the void where Zhang Jiao's soul was blown up. It was difficult to accept this fact. Yang Feng, Liu Shi, Yu Du and other generals of the Yellow Turban Army were also stunned at this moment. Just like Chen Yan's death in Liang's army, Liang's army felt like the sky had collapsed. It was unbelievable, and there was more fear and anxiety...

"Puchi...wow..."

In the ruins, Ning Caichen's body stood straight, but the next moment, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, unable to resist the injury anymore, and knelt on one knee on the ground. You can see that on his back, there was a fuzzy and blood, and some fragments of armor were inlaid into the flesh and blood......

In fact, he was also very uncomfortable at this time, and finally killed Zhang Jiao, but he almost died. If it weren't for his dual cultivation of civil and military affairs, and his body was strong, he would have been alive and dead long ago. However, even so, his condition was very bad at this time. It felt like his internal organs were broken, his flesh and blood were also exploded, and he could not find a complete piece of skin on his back. He stood on the sword with his right hand and knelt on one knee on the ground...

"No." Chen Gong also noticed Ning Caichen's change in an instant, and his face changed: "Protect the Chief Commander."

After shouting, Chen Gong's figure rushed towards Ning Caichen as soon as possible.

"Xiaoqi Camp, charge, protect the commander." Mu Bai, Sun Ze and others also led the Xiaoqi Camp to Ning Caichen as soon as possible.

"My sons, let me kill."

Xue Gui also shouted loudly and held up the big sword in his hand!

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"Ning Caichen, I want your life." An angry roar came from the air. It was Zhang Bao. After forcing Chen Yi with all his strength to retreat, he rushed towards Ning Caichen and killed him. His eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Tear..."

The red sword light hangs down like a red galaxy, and the void is cut open. Zhang Bao directly pounces on Ning Caichen.

"Prince!" "Lord!"

The faces of Chen Gong, Mu Bai and others changed.

"Crack...boom..."

Feeling the crisis behind, Ning Caichen's eyes narrowed, and he swung his backhand with a sword, slashing out a sword light that was more than a hundred meters long, colliding with Zhang Bao.

"Bang...boom!"

Finally, the sword light collapsed, and the sword light hit Zhang Bao's chest. The armor on his body broke directly, and a shocking sword mark appeared on his chest, almost splitting his entire body. Finally, Zhang Bao's body flew backwards, coughing out a large mouthful of blood in the air, and smashing his body to the ground.

"How is it possible..." Seeing this scene, Liu Shi, Yang Feng and others who were about to rush up were stunned. They looked at this scene in disbelief. With a sword, Zhang Bao was knocked out. This was very scary. This was a powerful man with half-step martial arts magical power: "No, he is fighting back before his death, and going up together, killing him."

Yang Feng's eyes were very sharp, and he suddenly saw Ning Caichen's condition. This was the end of the strong bow!

"Puff...wow!"

Sure enough, after Yang Feng's words fell, Ning Caichen staggered, stood on the sword with one hand and knelt on the ground again with one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Boom..." The rocks splashed, and Zhang Bao rushed out of the ruins: "Come on me and kill Ning Caichen."

Zhang Jiao directly ordered, his eyes were red. With his order, the remaining Yellow Turban Army, led by Yang Feng and others, directly purged Ning Caichen.

"Chaal Camp, charge, protect the captain!" Mu Bai and others shouted...

"Kill!" Zhang Bao rushed towards Ning Caichen again.

"Boom!" The void shook loudly, and a loud noise came out, and the air was torn apart. It was Chen Yi who rushed up and stabbed Zhang Bao with a shot.

"Chen Yizhi!...I'll kill you... roar"

Zhang Bao's eyes were red and he was a little crazy, but Chen Yi's face remained unchanged and he fought with Zhang Bao.

"Kill!" "Fight" "Fight!"

Once again, a war broke out here, and the Yellow Turban Army and the Liang army fought together. At this time, there were more than 100,000 people left in the Yellow Turban Army, and the Liang army was 50,000 or 60,000. In terms of number, the Yellow Turban Army was still twice that of the two armies. The earth had already been covered with bones and blood stained the earth red.

Yang Feng, Yu Du, Wu Lu, Li Damu, Zhang Baiqi, Liu Shi and other six Yellow Turban generals rushed towards Ning Caichen, Huang Zheng, and Chen Gong also arrived next to Ning Caichen and fought directly with the six people. However, as soon as they fought, Chen Gong and Huang Zheng were at a disadvantage, because the other party was both masters of Huajin. Although Huang Zheng was also Huajin, Chen Gong was a cultivator in the Yanghun realm, but only two people. In the end, a raid here was a raid...

The shouts of killing were shaking, shaking the entire Hulao Pass. The rain stopped, but the ground was covered with mud and water mixed with blood from the body...

"Brother Li, we..."

On the other hand, Wang Ze, Li Yuan and Pan Yang changed their faces at this moment, and they were not very good-looking, because the development of the situation far exceeded the expectations of the three. They guessed the beginning, but did not guess the end. Zhang Jiao was dead, and the Liang army and the Yellow Turban army were in a death battle, but their position was awkward, because they chose to surrender to the Yellow Turban army at the beginning...

"One of the two roads, either it will be blackened to the end, and rush up to help the Yellow Turban Army, killing Chen Yi and Ning Caichen..." A cold light flashed in Li Yuan's eyes.

"No." Pan Yang shook his head: "The person behind may not agree."

Wang Ze's face was not good-looking. He knew what Pan Yang meant. The army behind them was not all their confidants. And if he chose to stab the knife at this time, it might cause rebellion.

"What about another road." Wang Ze looked at Li Yuan.

"The safest way is to rush forward, kill the Yellow Turban Army, make up for the merits, and with our identity and the relationship in the court, and now Chen Yan is dead and the Chen family's army is half-destroyed. At worst, we will not have any trouble if we surrender to the Chiyi Army."

Li Yuan's eyes flashed. He wanted to surrender to the Yellow Turban Army before, because Zhang Jiao was there and Chen Yan was already dead. At that time, no one in Liang State could resist Zhang Jiao. Liang State would inevitably become the world of the Yellow Turban Army. However, now that Zhang Jiao is dead, the Yellow Turban Army is out of the way. Surrendering to the Yellow Turban Army is definitely not a wise choice...

"Then let's kill us now." Wang Ze said

"No hurry, now is not the time." Li Yuan said, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You say, if Chen Yi and Ning Caichen are all dead, how many will the Yellow Turban Army be left? Then we will kill you."

"It's amazing!" Wang Ze's eyes suddenly lit up: "Not only can you get rid of Ning Caichen, Chen Yi and others with the help of the Yellow Turban Army, but you can also win military achievements..."

Pan Yang's eyes were also bright. As long as Ning Caichen, Chen Yi and others died, they rushed up to kill the Yellow Turban Army beneath them, and they would be the biggest contributors. As for the mistakes, they would say at that time.
Chapter completed!