"Mr. Ji's words are wrong." Qi Huan's face was as dark as water, "The Liangqiu tribe is the Liangqiu tribe, and I am me. The Liangqiu tribe defeated the Day tribe, but it does not mean that I defeated the Day tribe."
"Young master, are you afraid that the Liangqiu tribe will use this to seek more profits?" Ji Qianqiu chanted, "Now is actually the time when the Zhou tribe is at its weakest. Yu Sheng and General Jinjiu are trapped in the cave, and Ling Wei disappears.
Wu Feiyu should have stayed away from Wei Chu and hoped that Junshan would not leave. I guess that in this new city, there are only Shuo Yu and Hua Jian Ci. Shuo Yu has already exhausted all his strength. You might as well choose someone else to fight and work hard together.
Defeat it."
Qi Huan thought of Bi Fang. Bi Fang's power should not be underestimated. He had played a great role in his battle against the Day Clan, but he was also very dissatisfied with him. He was a big demon who obviously had magical powers.
He actually did not kill the senior leaders of the Day clan who were fighting him, and later even went into seclusion on the pretext of recuperating from his injuries.
He always thought that Bifang's carelessness and exhausting efforts of the Sun Clan were the important reasons for the failure of that battle.
It is really wild and untamed. Qi Huan thought of this, chanted the formula, and forced Bi Fang to show up. He had agreed with Bi Fang that Bi Fang would serve him for 150 years, and he had been in seclusion for decades. How could this happen?
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Bi Fang, who was practicing in a mountain range, was awakened by the burning pain on his wrist. He looked down at the Buddhist string wrapped around his wrist, curled his lips, and flew away in his original form.
Before approaching Qi Huan's camp, he heard a message from Qi Huan, ordering him to kill Shuo Yu.
Bi Fang looked at the giant, and then at the six magical powers who had been forced to the camp. In the blink of an eye, one of the magical powers had become a dead soul under the hammer.
The Buddha string was tightly wrapped again, as if it was embedded in the flesh and blood. At the same time, Qi Huan suppressed his anger and roared, "Go kill him!"
"Heh." Bi Fang flew into the sky and rushed towards Shuo Prison with fire in his hand.
Shuo Yu still had vivid memories of Bi Fang. They were pressed by Bi Fang step by step and fought hard to repel him with serious injuries.
"Come on!" Shuo Yu's fighting spirit rose, and he danced the Eight-Length Sky-shattering Hammer to fight him fiercely. Bi Fang's strange fire spread wantonly, and the sky and the earth were like an oven.
Zuo Zhuzhi raised his bow and wanted to shoot down the broken bird, but he was powerless and couldn't aim properly. With his true nature of Taoism, he used too much energy to resist the divine will of the Heavenly Lord.
"No!" Someone whispered. It turned out that the strange fire fell into the ice mist and destroyed the defensive formation.
Over there, Mr. Ji stood up excitedly, "Sir, if you don't urge the army to attack, take advantage of Bi Fang to entangle Na Shuo Yu, attack his city, and destroy his generals!"
"The army listens to the order! Attack!" Qi Huan gave an order, and fifty thousand people rushed forward.
Under the erosion of the fire, the ice mist swayed and dispersed, vaguely revealing the tall city wall. However, Ling Weichu still focused on the "Tao" and kept carving rune arrays on the city wall, using runes to realize the relationship with his own Tao.
communicate.
The Fluctlight Corps stood in front of the gap and fought with them.
Qi Huan's 50,000 people have their own soldiers and generals, as well as allies from all sides. Their strength is in the realm of life and death and extraordinary.
The Yaoguang Corps focuses on recruiting talented and powerful Half-Dao members. The total number has reached 10,000. This time, the 5,000 Extraordinary Perfection and Digital Life and Death Realms are coming. The two parties with a huge disparity in numbers are actually evenly matched.
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"Come in and catch Hua Jianci!" Qi Huan wished he could kick those magical masters who were watching the battle. What else would he do if he didn't rush at this moment?
After taking a breath, Zhenjun Ziyu was slightly dissatisfied, "Sir, please allow us to recover from our injuries, and this person is extremely dangerous. It would be better for us to help him first before killing him."
"Bi Fang will deal with him. Hua Jianci is their think tank. Kill her and everything will go smoothly next. Do it!"
Zhenjun Ziyu could only use the three remaining magical powers around him to catch up with the army that was blocked by the Ziyaoguang Corps.
As soon as the magical power was added, the defeat of the Yaoguang Corps became obvious. Xu Yang felt a little helpless and cursed, "Jing Yao will suffer the humiliation of our Sun tribe today."
Zuo Zhuzhi, who was watching the battle on the city wall, saw his comrades being brutally tortured by Zhenjun. He was heartbroken and shouted loudly, "Form up!"
Each of the five thousand Yaoguang soldiers took out a formation flag, chanted incantations, and changed their positions.
The colors of the flags in their hands are different, divided into red, yellow, blue, white and black. They are called the Xiantian Five-Colored Zhenggang Flag. Each flag has the power of spiritual treasures. The day tribe asked the weapon refiner Xin Shi'an to spend twenty
A large formation built with years of effort.
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r Raise the flags to form an array, and as soon as the array is formed, the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams create good fortune, the area is enveloped in five-color radiance, and everyone in the array enters a strange fantasy world from which they cannot escape.
Qi Huan clenched his fist and said, "There are not many people from the Zhou tribe, but they are full of good things."
"After all, the juniors from the life and death realm and the extraordinary are in the main formation. I believe that fellow Taoist Zi Yu will be able to break the formation quickly. Besides, the true Lord Yun Nian of Fu Linmen should be familiar with the formation." Ji Qianqiu comforted him for two seconds.
In other words, I don’t have any worries in my heart.
"I hope so." He went to the inner guard to ask about the news of the Liangqiu tribe. As soon as Liangqiu Nan ordered the soul lamp to go out, the Liangqiu tribe got the news. He didn't believe that the Liangqiu tribe could swallow this sigh of relief.
When the monks from his clan were arriving, his heart suddenly felt light.
"Report" a soldier rushed into the camp, "There is a cavalry coming here from a hundred miles away. We don't know whether we are the enemy or not."
"Alert!" Qi Huan looked at the only magical power in the tent, "Mr. Ji, let's go out and take a look."
"Master, please!"
The two of them stepped out of the camp, but they felt something was wrong. There seemed to be something invisible blocking their way.
Ji Qianqiu glanced at it and looked at it with his soul. He saw a black cocoon three people tall standing at the door of the camp.
Silently, a crack opened in the black cocoon, and something pushed out from inside.
What is this?
Ji Qianqiu raised his hand to slap it but missed. He seemed to have thought of something, and panic appeared on his face, "Grudge Gu!"
Qi Huan only saw him waving inexplicably and asked, "What is Mr. Ji talking about?"
"Stop talking and leave this place quickly!" Ji Qianqiu grabbed Qi Huan and fled outside. He shouted to the 8,000 people staying in the camp, "Leave, everyone leave!"
Qi Huan panicked, "Mr. Ji, what on earth is that!"
What frightened him was that Bi Fang was still wrestling with Shuo Jie, and 50,000 monks were attacking the city, but he was running away. How could he have the face to command them again?
"That's the Grudge Gu." Ji Qianqiu frowned deeply, "Those who are infected by this Gu will be plagued by misfortune and not have a happy ending. Depending on the situation, it may be there before we choose where to camp."
As he spoke, he scratched Qi Huan's clothes and exposed his lower back. As expected, he saw a mark on his lower back, like a small black snake.
Qi Huan turned his head and saw a small black mark, "What is this?!"
"The mark of the curse Gu, when it grows up and ends around the waist, it will definitely lead to death."
"Is there any way?!"
Ji Qianqiu tore the clothes of another general and looked embarrassed. "Sure enough, everyone who has been in the camp has been poisoned. There is nothing I can do now."
"There are so many True Lords, but no one noticed that there is poison in this place?" Qi Huan's face was as dark as black ink, and he touched his lower back with uncertain eyes, "It must be Wu Feiyu."
While he was talking, a soldier shouted "There is an enemy attack", and saw a troop wearing masks and holding spears running from a distance, and in an instant they appeared ten feet away! 11