On the high ground outside the basin, Taoist Ji had been paying attention to the bottom of the pit in the past few days. At this time, he suddenly felt something and his eyes dropped.
Pan Daoren, who was standing behind him, also became energetic and said: "Here he comes."
Not long after the words fell, four flying boats were seen slowly rising up from the pit, and then they turned the heads of the boats, looking like they were going to another realm.
Taoist Ji said calmly: "Let's do it."
Pan Daoren nodded and raised his hand downwards.
Suddenly, what seemed to be a huge Taoist formation around the pit flickered, and then a corresponding light flashed in the sky, and a Taoist with a withered face appeared out of thin air directly above the flying boat.
The person opened his sleeves outward, as if he was about to release something, but at this moment, there was a flash of sword light, which instantly killed the person in the air!
Seeing this scene, Taoist Ji's expression remained unchanged, but Taoist Pan showed a mocking smile.
Although the body of the withered Taoist exploded, a black stone box was revealed behind him. This thing exploded at this moment, and then dozens of bright red beads like blood fell from the sky and hit it.
On top of the four flying boats, they exploded!
A ball of dazzling light burst out from this vast area, and then accompanied by the sound of the sky and earth cracking, a wave of impacting air rushed out from all directions.
Taoist Pan took a magic formula, and the magic power surged all over his body, pushing these air waves to both sides.
Taoist Ji stood motionless on the high ground. His expression was indifferent, and he did not show how to activate his magic power. When the air wave came over, not even his Taoist robes swayed at all, as if he did not exist in this world.
The beads that exploded just now were dozens of Night Blood Thunder Beads, almost as if they were exploded by dozens of mysterious weapons. This one blow was enough to kill most people. If the two monks didn't die, there wouldn't be much fighting left.
Fighting ability.
At this time, his eyes were focused on it. In the billowing smoke and dust, not a single flying boat was left. Not even a human figure was left. It looked like they were all destroyed in the explosion.
But at this time, he narrowed his eyes slightly and saw a sword light flying out from the billowing smoke!
The sword light was as fast as lightning, piercing through his body in an instant and heading straight for Pan Taoist behind him.
Pan Daoren was also shocked at this moment. The precious clothes on his body suddenly burst into a ball of light. However, under the impact of the sword light, the light was only delayed for a moment and then shattered. He flew back in embarrassment, and his bun was scattered under the shock.
Come.
At this moment, the sword light flashed again, passing through his body. His body fainted slightly, and at the same time, a jade pendant hanging around his waist shattered into pieces.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he hurriedly took a spell and stretched out his hand. The bronze talisman hanging on his chest burst out with a burst of light, and a thick golden light curtain opened outside him.
However, the flying sword turned and struck again. When the two collided, the light curtain shook, and his face turned pale. However, the power contained in the sword was extremely powerful and extremely fast. He had no other choice at the moment.
I can only grit my teeth and endure.
Taoist Ji ignored what happened behind him. He took two steps forward and looked towards the pit. His eyes focused on him and asked, "Are you hiding there?"
He muttered something in his mouth, and the surrounding light flickered for a while, and then monks with withered faces appeared next to him, and one after another took up the escape light and flew towards the pothole.
Below the pit, Zhang Yu and everyone in the Wei army were still staying here.
Everyone was still frightened at this moment. The scene just now was like hundreds of mysterious weapons exploding. If they were still in the flying boat at that time, I am afraid that not many of them would have survived.
Taoist Zuo suddenly seemed to sense something. He glanced at Zhang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, and the latter nodded to him.
He immediately floated forward and came to the edge of the pit. Then he swung his whisk and a red light flashed on his body. Following the visualization of a big bird, he flew out. Waves of water surged out around him, instantly covering the pit.
It was full of people. At this moment, several figures rushed in from outside.
This person rushed into the water, and his body suddenly paused for a moment. Taoist Zuo waved his sleeves at this moment, and countless silver threads floated out from above, turning into webs in the water waves. Although those Taoists still maintained
It has the momentum to break through downwards, but it can't penetrate at once.
On the high ground, Taoist Pan was unable to withstand the repeated attacks of the flying swords. As the light curtain broke, he gritted his teeth, turned his magic power, abandoned his body, and his soul transformed into a rainbow light and flew away.
go out.
But after the sword light cut off his body with one blow, it did not give up. After a turn, it chased after him again. It only took a breath to catch up. Then the sword light slightly spit forward, as if it was in mid-air.
A bolt of lightning was drawn, and the soul's shadow immediately shattered and turned into countless light spots and scattered.
At this time, Zhang Yu, who was sitting below, moved his eyes, and the starlight outside him flashed, and the edge of the pit suddenly appeared. Another flash, and he was already outside. Several haggard Taoist priests froze for a moment, and then one by one they died.
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When Zhang Yu's figure reappeared, he was already in front of Taoist Ji. He stood in the air with his sleeves folded, and the cicada sword flew from the sky, circled around, and landed next to him.
Taoist Ji stood still, looking up at him with an unusually calm expression.
After Zhang Yu stared at this person for a moment, he waved his sleeves, and Taoist Ji's figure suddenly disappeared like a cloud of smoke, slowly dissipating.
He could see that this was just a reflection manifested by magic power, and the person himself was not here.
He looked to the side, and then flicked his fingers, instantly turning the body of Pan Daoren lying there into a ball of soot. He looked around again and saw that there was nothing unusual outside, so he reached out, grabbed the Cicada Sword, and sent it away.
He returned to the scabbard, then the light escaped, and after a breath, he fell back into the pit.
After getting his feet on the ground, he looked at everyone and said: "The intruders have been repulsed."
The tense posture of everyone suddenly relaxed.
Wei Lingying came out and said: "Zhang Xuanxiu, what should we do if we come down, but return to the base?
Zhang Yu shook his head and said: "Going back is not a good choice."
Everyone was immediately confused.
Zuo Xuanxiu said at this time: "Master of the Guards, fellow corps leaders, these people are obviously coming for us, and we heard the news of the snowstorm as soon as we arrived at the station. If we had stopped at that time,
If we don't move there, won't they be able to find a way to deal with us?"
Everyone present couldn't help but look thoughtful.
Zuo Taoist said again: "If we encounter an attack this time, although the other party has lost one person, they look very casual and do not seem to take this battle too seriously. It is obvious that they have a back-up plan.
Under normal circumstances, if the soldiers are attacked outside, they will probably choose to return to their base, but Zuo thought that this might be what the other party wants us to do."
Jin Xiaobai exclaimed: "Is the station in danger? But there are three thousand regular troops and three mid-level monks there."
Zuo Taoist shook his head and said: "Zuo I don't know what these people will do, but the more the enemy wants us to do, the less we can comply with their wishes."
Zhang Yu said at this time: "I have seen it here in the past few days. The snowstorm will only last for one or two days, and will definitely come sooner or later three or four days. We don't have to go back to the base. We can first find a place to hide. Wait until the snowstorm
After this is over, we can make plans for the next step.”
Wei Lingying thought for a while and said: "It would be good to eat it in the pit below."
Everyone also nodded. There were many passages below, and there was enough water. Moreover, they had just moved all the dry food pills and various items from the flying boat, which was enough to last here for a long time.
Zhang Yu has no objection to this. Although this area seems to be familiar to the enemy, the opponent just used all the means they can to deal with them. Compared with other places, this place is the safest.
There have been more than one snowstorm on this planet, but this pit has existed here for a long time, but it has not been covered by ice and snow. There must be something special about it.
Seeing that there was no objection, Wei Lingying immediately arranged for his men to move down the pit. The area where the evil god believers had previously lived was their first choice.
The place had been cleared and the space was large enough to accommodate many people.
Zhang Yu came to the vicinity of the pothole at this time and looked at the corpses of the Taoists with withered faces. The bodies of these Taoists under the Taoist robes were also as skinny as firewood, looking like mummified corpses.
Taoist Zuo also walked over at this time. He was silent for a moment and said, "This should be the Taoist soldier."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly.
Those two people should undoubtedly be Shangchentian monks, and he naturally had some knowledge of Shangchentian when he came to the outer layer.
There is no distinction between good and evil among Shangchentian monks, but the number of their monks is far less than that of Tianxia, especially the middle and lower class monks. After Tianxia Xuanting promoted the Xuanxiu lineage, the gap between the two sides widened even further.
In order to make up for this shortcoming, they sacrificed the bodies of hostile monks or monks who had made mistakes, and refined them into something called Taoist soldiers.
Taoist soldiers will only obey the orders of their masters. If they are the best Taoist soldiers, they can still maintain a certain level of fighting consciousness and magical powers during life, and they are not afraid of death. If they are combined with thunder beads and various death-related magic weapons, both combat effectiveness and
The destructive power is quite astonishing.
However, this kind of practice is actually very cruel. Because every Taoist must be sacrificed while alive in order to succeed, during which these monks will experience various cruel tortures that are like punishments. Even the monks are difficult to
Bear.
Taoist Zuo sighed: "Maybe among these Taoist soldiers there are some of our former colleagues."
As he said that, he shook his head. He had been in the outer world for a long time and had seen too many comrades fall into trouble. Sometimes he would also think that he might also encounter such an end.
Zhang Yu then raised his hand and pressed it lightly. In an instant, the remains of these Taoist soldiers turned into a pile of dust, and the bottom collapsed into a pit, which was then buried.
Zuo Taoist watched silently, wondering what kind of tricks might be planted on the Taoist soldier. This treatment was the best result.
