In the evening, the tumbling rolling in Lingwu Falls slowly decreased, and the concentration became lower and lower. The shadows dangling on the opposite side could be vaguely seen. Although I didn’t know what was shaking, but looking at this
The number should be the same as the army on the opposite side of the barrier.
The Spiritual Mist Waterfall lasted for nine days, and the total amount of spiritual power in the two barriers was extremely different. This also indicated that the power comparison between the two sides was likely to be equally disparate.
Even though Zhang Zijin was experienced in fighting with the Skeleton Patriarch, he couldn't help but feel extremely nervous at this moment. The two of them patrolled the mountain wall, staring closely at the Lingwu Waterfall, trying to find out what kind of enemy was on the other side, but they found nothing.
Wu Sheng was placed at the highest point in the center of the mountain wall. The mission given to him by the Skeleton Patriarch was to sneak attack the enemy realm lord.
"Sun Wu, you have a bow and elixir in your hand. It is very powerful. When the enemy attacks the mountain, you don't need to pay attention. There will be soul soldiers to resist. You only need to protect yourself. I know you may not be able to fire that bow a few times.
, never shoot indiscriminately, listen to my orders from my ancestor at any time, shoot whatever my ancestor tells you to shoot... shoot as many arrows as you can, the enemy on the opposite side may not be from one realm, or from many realms, you
There may be several enemies to be killed. How many times can you fire that bow?"
Wu Sheng replied: "As little as four times, as many as five times, it depends on the situation."
"state?"
"It just depends on your mental outlook, whether your fighting spirit is high or not. It all depends on your mood."
The army of skeletons on the gable wall is waiting quietly, with all kinds of magical weapons, weapons, crossbows, arrows and boulders ready, just waiting to fight; in the skeleton array under the gable wall, the soul flag is flying, the formation is strict, and it is full of chilling atmosphere.
The flaming stone figures on the left stand scattered in the wilderness, each looking up at the sky. The flames on their wrists form petals in their throats, ready to attack the invading demonic birds in the air at any time.
In the gable several miles away on the right, there were tens of thousands of snakes, rats, deer and pigs gathered in a formation... horrible to watch. What's more, many demon rabbits and demon pigs rushed into the skeleton formation and walked back and forth in the formation.
Dozens of more powerful demon deer even climbed up to the top of the mountain wall and blended into the queue of skeletons defending the front line. They curiously looked at this one and sniffed that one. A few of them even opened their mouths to bite when they passed by the Skeleton Patriarch and Zhang Zijin.
He bit the sleeves of the two Hedao Realm Masters.
Zhang Zijin was okay and reached out to touch a few demon deers to relax his nervous mind.
The Skeleton Patriarch was more violent. He slapped a certain demon deer away with his palm and knocked it down the mountain. It made a deer roar and saw that it was dead. He originally wanted to inform Wu Sheng and ask him to take these demon beasts back.
He disrupted his own position in the army, but it was already too late.
The Lingwu Waterfall suddenly closed, and the barriers between the barriers opened!
Wu Sheng was also a little nervous. If the opponent was a combined lineup with several barriers - like his own, the situation would probably be very serious.
Looking closely, I saw that there was a huge Gobi desert on the opposite side, with bare rocky mountains, bare plains and no grass growing on it.
In this Gobi stall, there was also a blazing fire, and the flames bloomed from the body of the black dog as big as a calf, illuminating the gradually darkening battlefield.
Yes, countless black dogs gathered in the Gobi wasteland across the border. The flames on their bodies had merged into a sea of fire. Wu Sheng, who was standing at the highest point of the mountain wall, felt the heat.
"Misfortune!" Zhang Zijin blurted out.
Wu Sheng hurriedly asked: "Senior, what is the disaster?"
Zhang Zijin shouted: "This is an ancient strange beast fighting! No wonder it takes nine days to open the barrier, it is so painful now! Everyone should be careful, this thing is the most evil. Once it appears in the world, it will cause illness without any disease, and it will be difficult without danger.
We suffer inexplicable disasters, and disasters continue!”
As soon as he finished speaking, no one was seen casting spells, and a gust of wind blew along the mountain wall. Although the wind was strong, it could not be said to be very strong, but it picked up a lot of flames spitting out from the bucket below, and some of the flames unexpectedly came out of nowhere.
It floated to the top of the mountain wall and landed among the soul soldiers.
Some sparks happened to fly into the deep-set eye sockets of the soul soldiers, and were stained with the most deadly soul evil, which immediately caused chaos. This pile, and that pile, rolled and fell from the gable wall, and most of them fell back when they hit the ground.
Affected by the cross wind, falling on sharp protrusions on the ground often results in broken bones and tendons.
Some of them were lucky enough not to break any bones, but they were also attacked by groups of bad guys who burned them with fire and bitten them crazily.
In just such a short time, before the battle officially started, the Allied Forces of the Three Realms lost dozens of skeletons and souls.
The Skeleton Patriarch was dumbfounded: "This is really bad luck!"
The most taboo thing for practitioners is to have bad luck. Not only do they fight against the enemy, but they also fight against themselves. All kinds of things go wrong.
Fortunately, Zhang Zijin was the most knowledgeable and knew the most about the evil fights. He immediately made a suggestion: "You can't hold on, you can't form an array, you have to mix with these evil fights! Also, try to kill these evil fights as much as possible, and don't let them come back.
If it spits fire, it’s a fire!”
When encountering a disaster, the disaster is certain. If one's side gathers together and forms an array, all kinds of misfortunes will be on one's own body, and there is no need to fight. Therefore, one can only rush over, take the disaster with him, and let the opponent's misfortune pass away.
Fighting is also affected. Although the disaster will not be divided equally between 50 and 50, but the disaster will be divided into 20% and 30%, and one's own losses can be greatly reduced.
The Skeleton Patriarch immediately woke up, his consciousness moved, and the Soul Flag waved, so the scene Wu Sheng saw a few days ago reappeared - the Soul Generals and Soul Lieutenants in the Skeleton Army immediately gathered together and merged into a huge sky ghost, almost as big as the Sky Ghost.
The gables are generally tall and strong.
An iron fork flew out and was grabbed by the Heavenly Ghost. It was the fifth fork of Mountain Ghost, the magic weapon of the Skeleton Patriarch. Half of the iron fork was eaten by Wu Sheng, and the Skeleton Patriarch had not yet had time to warm it up with the Earthly Evil Yin Gold.
After restoration, the performance is much worse than when it was in good condition, but there is no problem in using it for mountaineering.
The Heavenly Ghost raised the five-pointed fork high and slashed it hard at the mountain wall, the power was extremely astonishing.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the earth shook. Tiangui fell down and fell on his back, but he had just tripped over a huge boulder.
It's unbelievable to say that Tiangui actually tripped over a stone, but the fact is right in front of you, it's only that small!
When he sat down, he immediately crushed a phalanx of soul soldiers, and dozens of skeleton soul soldiers were crushed on the spot.
The Skeleton Patriarch was frightened and angry, and summoned the heavenly ghosts to stand up. Regardless of the losses, he ordered another attack. He must open the passage as soon as possible and let his army attack.
At the same time, the flaming stone men also started in the other direction, standing in rows, digging into the gables, moving rocks and hitting their own feet, spitting flames and burning friendly troops. Things happened frequently, and there is no need to list them in detail.
The skeleton soldiers on the gables shot arrows down the wall and threw rolling logs and stones, trying to kill the beasts as much as possible and prevent them from continuing to spew fire.
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