No difference in victory

Fang Dou sent Wu Shanyun away, and his eyes returned to the big iron pot on the battlefield.

"Even if you want to give favors, why are you wasting so much Pure Yang Dan doing?"

The remnant soul was a little dissatisfied. Although it was only one pocket, it was enough for him to consume in a few days.

"Boy Fang, listen to my advice, no one else can believe it. If you want to bet, you might as well see me."

"The one just now was nothing more than the remnant seal of the Plague Ministry, and it would not be a weather to continue practicing."

Fang Dou had no time to explain for the time being that this was his own concern, so he had to deal with it for the time being.

"Senior, look, the fighting below is also very interesting!"

Canhun looked at it and was not interested, "If you are willing to let me eat 100,000 pure Yang pills, you can play a better appearance for you!"

Fang Dou rolled his eyes and said, "One hundred thousand, you are so embarrassed to speak." I can become an immortal even if I eat it myself."

In the five-colored divine soil space, even if the divine water is irrigated, the daily spiritual rice produced is less than a thousand, and it is still not as fast as the consumption. If you want to accumulate 100,000 pieces, it is probably a long way away.

"Well, Gong Wubing is so handsome, but it's a pity that he hasn't become Chunyang. Where is that Chunyang again in Taoism?"

Fang Dou not only guessed.

At the same time, in a small valley, Chen Chongxu's eyes were closed, and under the cover of his eyelids, the two eye sockets were empty, and the eyeballs disappeared.

In fact, his eyes had already flown to the basin where military strategists were entrenched, and he was staring at the big iron pot.

This big iron pot was the one he went into the mountain to cook noodles. Before leaving, he received the permission of Yueming to bring it with him.

He inquired along the way that Zhengtong and Xinsheng's courts fought each other and fought hard.

I originally wanted to go to Sai Shui Pass to help Taoism stand up and strangle the real people of military strategists and schools of various schools.

Unexpectedly, one step slower, the Shuishu Pass was gone.

Chen Chongxu rushed forward quickly, and passed by this valley, and suddenly he had a whim.

Taoism is in trouble!

Chen Chongxu used his magical powers, and his naked eyes turned into smoke and clouds and flew to the sky of the battlefield, but saw the real person Feng Chen bleeding. Meishan Gong barely resuscitated his life and was about to face the fierce attack of the military strategists.

"Oh no, it's always late!"

Chen Chongxu was very regretful. He went down the mountain for the first time and was confused by the Hongchen.

He was born in a wealthy family and lived in the mountains for many years. He finally returned to the prosperous place and couldn't help but indulge in for a long time.

Unexpectedly, this delay means that Feng Chen Zhenren will die and the overall situation will collapse.

Although the famous religion and Taoism are not in opposition, Chen Chongxu also knew that the Queen of Meishan could not die.

On the battlefield, the court coalition forces and the court soldiers in Shuishui Pass behind them all recognized his call.

Once Meishan Gong is killed, there is no need to fight this battle, and the military will be declared to win directly.

So, Chen Chongxu took action decisively, took off the big iron pot on his back, and threw it out.

The big iron pot thousands of miles away instantly drew backwards on the battlefield, trapping all the members of the military strategists, and accompanied hundreds of thousands of troops.

But Meishan Duke, along with the imperial coalition forces, was moved outside the pot.

Chen Chongxu discovered that this big iron pot is the most powerful magic weapon.

When I thought of this thing coming from a gift from the real person Yueming, it was obvious that the master was worried about him.

In the big iron pot, a powerful force lies in it to resist Gong Wubing's waves of attacks.

Chen Chongxu was scared in his heart. When he first came out of the mountain, he was full of confidence and thought he could kill the enemy leader and help Taoism destroy the enemy.

It seems that Gong Wubing's realm power is above him.

If there were no big iron pot, Chen Chongxu was no match at all, and he would be even more grateful to his mentor for his gift.

"I want to break my iron pot, I might as well cook you to death!"

Chen Chongxu knew the truth that if you would lose it after a long period of time, no matter how powerful the big iron pot was, it would eventually be broken by the opponent's perseverance in attacking him.

It is better to start first and kill the Duke Wuyan.

So he took out two more objects from his body, namely the snatch that caused the fire and the bamboo tube that brought the air.

"That's fine!"

Two magic weapons flew out one after another, spanning a long distance, and landed near the large iron pot.

The fire is filled with fire and the bamboo tube is blowing on the air. It instantly burns the sky and the sea of ​​fire, covering the surroundings of the large iron pot.

The large iron pot began to turn from black to red, and the surrounding air became hot and twisted.

In the large iron pot, the air suddenly heated up, and the soldiers sweated so hard that they could hold on.

Gong Wubing instantly understood the enemy's expectations and said angrily, "If you want to burn us to death, the enemy is really vicious!"

Since ancient times, water and fire have been ruthless, and there are also ways of water attack and fire attack in the military. I know how terrifying their lethality is.

No, you must not sit still and wait for death!

Gong Wubing shouted loudly, "All the battle flags gathered on the flag of the soldiers."

"Remember, this is a life-and-death moment, and you must not keep your hands!"

Jun Xingba and others were dizzy by steaming, which made the latter shudder, "As for order!"

Brush!

The battle formations began to stabilize, the battle flags rose, and lifelike constellations appeared.

These constellations, like milk swallows returning to their nests, were thrown into the military chief's flag one by one.

The red flag of the soldier lord was shining, and a big star appeared, and a magnificent sound of fighting was faintly heard.

"This is my military sacred object!"

Gong Wubing murmured to himself, holding his arms tightly with his soldiers' flag, and his muscles were prominent, and he had obviously tried his best.

"The Lord of the Soldiers came to the world!"

With a loud shout, the meteors fell from the sky, and the body of the meteor was the flag of the soldier who had left.

At this time, the large iron pot was like a stove, and the iron armor on many soldiers began to melt and stick to the flesh and sizzled.

Many soldiers' skin was burned and they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Three uniform shouts of killing sounded one after another, hundreds of thousands of troops were highly concentrated, and they condensed into a wave of pouring into the main flag of the army.

The soldiers' flag flew away quickly, and the iron pot was in the middle.

Time seemed to slow down, everyone stared at the process and saw the red light sinking into the big iron pot with their own eyes.

Previously, Gong Wubian attacked again and again, and the red light hit him shattered. Only a few times of vibration of the big iron pot, most of the power was spread to the underground air.

But this time it's very different.

All the red lights penetrated into the iron pot.

Wow!

The sound was like tearing apart the cloth, but it was million times louder and louder.

In the blink of an eye, the vigorous white light came into the inside.

Immediately afterwards, the cool breeze poured backwards along the gap and into the depths of the large iron pot.

"Win!"

The soldiers who were originally suffering from the high temperature felt the cool breeze on their faces, and their mouths and noses, which were already suffocating, started to breathe again.

Some tough guys raised their swords and guns and began to cut solidified blocks of iron juice from the flesh.

"Let's go, go!"

As everyone's sight saw, they broke through the large iron pot and flew into the sky quickly, shrinking continuously, turning into black dots in the sky in an instant.

"The head of the family is mighty and repels the attack of Taoist Chunyang Zhenren!"

Jun Xingba was extremely impressed and led many members of the military to bow down.

Gong Wubing looked into the distance. He knew that he had only broken one magic weapon and his opponent was not damaged. Next, he would have to fight fiercely.

In the small valley, Chen Chongxu held a big iron pot, a hole as big as a fist, and you could see the sky through it.
Chapter completed!