Luo Yuncheng led the Vanguard Battalion and stopped at the entrance of the Misty Mountain Valley with a solemn expression.
"Commander, are we going in?"
Lieutenant Luo Feng, who was beside him, stared fearfully at the entrance of the deep valley, as if there was a ferocious beast hiding there that was about to devour him, making him feel uneasy.
Vice Commander Luo Yu was killed by the enemy's sneak attack, and Vice Commander Luo Li chased into the Misty Mountain Valley with his personal guards. Lieutenant Luo Nan led a team of ten thousand people to rescue them, but they were also lost. No one escaped to pass on the news. It would be strange if these people were not afraid.
"What should we do if we don't go in? It's hard to disobey a military order. "
Luo Yuncheng sighed, but he was extremely sullen.
His elder brother, Luo Yunji, had always been stubborn and did not tolerate disobedience. He ordered Luo Yuncheng to stay with the million soldiers and rescue Luo Li even at the cost of human lives. In Luo Yuncheng's eyes, the million soldiers, including his younger brother, could not compare to the life of his son.
He would rather lead his soldiers and fight against the Winged Man Alliance on the battlefield. Even if he died on the battlefield, it would be a worthy death. He did not want to die in this terrifying Misty Mountain Valley.
"This Misty Mountain Valley is extremely strange. Commander, you must not take the risk."
Luo Feng's eyes flashed as he admonished Luo Yuncheng. However, he was secretly calculating in his heart.
He was a child of the Golden Lion Clan that was not valued. Luo Li had always been arrogant and despotic because he was Luo Yuncheng's son. He could not wait for Luo Yuncheng to die in the Misty Mountain Valley. Luo Yuncheng did not want to risk his life to save him.
"Alright, stop talking. It's hard to disobey a military order. Even if we have to sacrifice human lives, we must flatten this Misty Mountain Valley today. I want to see him alive, and I want to see his corpse."
Luo Yuncheng frowned and scolded.
How could he not see through Luo Feng's thoughts? He was very dissatisfied. At a time like this, these people in the clan were still scheming against each other and only cared about their own interests. It was truly a tragedy to be born in the Golden Lion Clan.
Luo Feng shrunk his neck and curled his lips. He knew that his thoughts had been seen through, so he did not dare to say anything else. However, his eyes were spinning as he thought of a way to escape.
"Army, charge with me. I don't believe that a million soldiers can't clear out a mere valley."
Luo Yunji knew that many of his elder brother's spies were around him. If he hesitated and was reported to his elder brother, even if he saved Luo Li in the end, he wouldn't have a good ending. Therefore, even if he was unwilling, he could only bite the bullet.
"Charge!"
Luo Yunji's reputation in the Golden Lion Tribe had always been very popular. Although only a hundred thousand of the million-strong army were Lion Tribe clansmen, with them taking the lead, the million-strong army's fear was swept away. With high morale, they whipped their horses and charged into the valley with Luo Yunji.
Luo Feng cursed within. He originally wanted to sneak away when no one was paying attention. Even being a deserter was better than dying here. However, the million strong army was like a torrent of steel, enveloping him and forcing him into the valley.
His clear vision suddenly blurred, and a vast expanse of whiteness appeared in front of him. The noisy army seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings were so quiet that it made one's heart palpitate.
This strange scene made Luo Feng panic. He swallowed his saliva in fear, and without hesitation, he turned and ran back, wanting to escape from the misty valley immediately.
However, even though he used all his strength, it was still a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him after more than ten minutes. He was still unable to walk out of the white mist's area.
This made his entire body tremble, and endless fear arose in his heart. He waved his weapon with all his might, attacking the invisible enemies around him. He roared hysterically, "Come out, get out, kill, kill, kill …"
Pu!
Blood splattered everywhere, and the feeling of his weapon piercing his flesh roused Luo Feng's spirit. As though he was on steroids, he waved his weapon and roared, "Kill kill kill," and charged forward with all his might.
This scene occurred in various places within the misty valley. Having lost their five senses and six senses, the one million strong army that thought they had fallen into a tight encirclement were like headless flies fighting with all their might. Each and every one of them were like mad tigers, their battle cries shaking the skies.
The million strong army was squeezed together, and the density was simply too high. A casual wave of their weapon could injure someone. However, in the illusion, they still mistakenly believed that they had killed the enemy. The boundless fear in their hearts made them unable to trust anyone. As though they were on steroids, they waved their weapons even more crazily and viciously, killing the invisible enemies.
The Wolf Cavalry calmly stood on a cliff, watching as the million-strong army slaughtered each other in the misty illusion. Severed limbs flew everywhere, miserable screams rang out, and the stench of blood soared to the heavens …
It was so horrifying that even these wolf riders, who were used to seeing life and death, felt an intense discomfort. Their gazes grew even more respectful as they looked at their leader, who stood unmoving like a mountain with his hands behind his back. Within their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a sense of rejoice. Thank goodness the leader is on our side. Otherwise, the ones blindly killing each other right now would be them.
"Stop, all of you stop, this is an illusion!"
Luo Yuncheng's encounter was no exception. However, as a peak Yao King, his strength and willpower were not something the soldiers under his command could compare to. He did not lose his rationality.
After entering the fog and losing his five senses and six senses, he had sensed that something was wrong. He forced himself to calm down and shouted at the top of his lungs to warn the warriors under his command. Unfortunately, although his voice could be heard clearly by the wolf cavalry, the warriors under his command who had their five senses and six senses sealed could not hear him at all. In order to protect themselves, they brandished their weapons with all their might, killing the endless "enemies" coming from all directions.
Luo Yuncheng didn't know how many of his comrades had attacked him in this short period of time. Although he knew that this was an illusion, he had no choice but to start killing in order to protect himself. Otherwise, he would be hacked to death by an endless stream of blades.
"Hm, this guy is still conscious. I have to kill him."
Seeing that Luo Yuncheng was still conscious, Ding Ning said coolly and jumped down the cliff.
"Commander-in-chief … be careful!"
Lang Yuan was shocked. This was an army of a million soldiers. As the saying went, a chaotic fist could kill an experienced master. In a chaotic army, even a war god would not be able to survive. He was about to dissuade Ding Ning, but he swallowed his words.
This was because he saw that Ding Ning had already landed in the valley and was walking around casually. When the blades and spears attacked him, they would be deflected to the side by a gentle force that was like a wave of water. None of the attacks could get close to him.
At this moment, he was like a god walking in the mortal world.
"Die!"
Ding Ning leisurely and smoothly approached Luo Yuncheng. Before he could make a move, Luo Yuncheng suddenly opened his mouth and roared. An invisible sound wave rippled in the air, shaking everyone's mind like a shock wave. The sound wave rushed towards Ding Ning. The warriors who were affected by the sound wave did not even have the time to scream before they were shattered into pieces like quicksand swept by a gale. They collapsed and turned into minced meat on the ground.
A strange look flashed across Ding Ning's eyes. Was this the divine ability of the Golden Lion Clan, Lion Roar? Interesting.
"Kill!"
Ding Ning also shouted loudly. Invisible sound waves surged and spread. They collided with Luo Yuncheng's Lion Roar in the air like water waves and disappeared into nothingness.
This result was out of Ding Ning's expectations, and the strange look in his eyes became even more obvious. This sound wave attack was imitated by him using the Way of Tides. Although it was only one sound wave, it actually emitted nine layers of sound waves. He thought that it would be enough to kill Luo Yuncheng, but he did not expect that nine layers of sound waves could only barely offset the Lion Roar. How could he not be surprised?
"Interesting, really interesting!"
Ding Ning carefully recalled Luo Yuncheng's appearance when he released the Lion Roar and the deaths of the soldiers who were affected by it. His eyes suddenly brightened, and a look of realization appeared on his face.
When Luo Yuncheng unleashed his Lion's Roar, his lips were trembling non-stop. Even the muscles on his face were rippling like the water in a pond that was being blown by a strong wind. Those soldiers who were dismembered by the shockwave were even more crushed. Ordinary sound waves would never cause such an outcome. Therefore, Luo Yuncheng's Lion's Roar must contain some special power. What was it?
Ding Ning was very interested in this. He was not in a hurry to kill Luo Yuncheng. He lightly slapped him. This slap was not meant to kill, but to provoke.
As expected, Luo Yuncheng did not let him down. After feeling the attack, he opened his mouth and released another loud roar based on his battle instincts.
A smile appeared on Ding Ning's face. He actually leaned to the side and stretched out a hand to receive the Lion Roar. He wanted to feel what kind of secret it contained. Even if the Lion Roar would hurt his Martial Soul, he did not care.
The expressions of the wolf riders who had been paying close attention to him changed dramatically. Their hearts instantly rose to their throats. They cried out involuntarily, "Commander, be careful!"
No matter how invincible Ding Ning was in their hearts, they had seen the power of Luo Yuncheng's Lion Roar with their own eyes. Even the body of a great demon could not withstand a single blow and was crushed to pieces. They did not think that the commander could withstand the Lion Roar and come out unscathed.
They really couldn't understand. The Great Chief could have easily dodged this attack, so why would he take the risk and try to take this attack head-on?
The wolf riders did not know that Ding Ning had an almost paranoid obsession with researching new things. When he saw something new, if he could not figure out its ugly side, he would definitely not let it go.
Thus, under the worried gazes of the wolf riders, Ding Ning's arm was undoubtedly obliterated by the Lion Roar. The only thing that they could not understand was that the commander's arm was gone, but they did not see a single drop of blood. He even revealed an expression of sudden realization, and the smile on his face was as brilliant as it could be.
Ding Ning was of course happy. Even though he had lost an arm of his martial soul, and it wasn't a light injury to him, even his soul light had become dim, he had personally experienced the unique power contained within the Lion's Roar.
Vibration. It was actually vibration.
Although he had imitated the Lion Roar earlier, he only had the form and not the spirit. He had not completely grasped the technique of making sounds. Although he had the power of the tides, he did not have the power of vibration.
The warriors who had died from the Lion Roar had their bodies forcibly obliterated by the vibration of the sound waves.
If the sound waves were to be used with the Nine Layered Tides, the power would not be as simple as one plus one.
How could Ding Ning not laugh heartily? After that, he began to harass Luo Yuncheng frequently under the melancholy and puzzled gazes of the wolf riders. He continuously imitated the Lion Roar and attacked him.
Again and again. After an unknown amount of time, Ding Ning's Water Martial Soul started to become blurry, and his Soul Light became even dimmer, as if it was about to dissipate at any time. Only then did he completely grasp the technique of making sounds with the Lion Roar. He could not help but laugh heartily, and opened his mouth to let out a terrifying roar.
Layer upon layer of invisible sound waves spread in all directions. Luo Yuncheng let out a horrified and inconsolable scream. His body was shattered inch by inch by the Nine Layered Sound Waves, and he turned into a pile of flesh and blood. Even in death, he could not understand who had used the Golden Lion Clan's remarkable ability to kill him.
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