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In the middle of the Mo formation, the two statues on the Black Mountain were also paying attention to the battle for corpses in front of Matangjiang Well. Sitting on the right hand of the giant statue, Xiazhen Zhenzhen always smiled, and this moment was no exception. Not only was he not angry when the battle was hindered, but he was both angry.
His eyes were shining, and he smiled happily: "This kid is cunning and fast, not bad!"
The Shanghe Zhenzun sitting upright with his left hand did not respond. As always, his face was as cold as ice, his body was motionless, and there was no sign of life at all. He almost blended in with the Black Mountain Colossus behind him.
Xiaji already knew what kind of person Shanghe was, but even though the other party didn't respond, he still laughed happily and talked interestingly. While watching the battle from a distance, he kept talking to himself, and even laughed loudly when he was interested.
The Black Mountain Colossus of the black army is separated from the battlefield of Maojiangjing Fortress by seventy-seven lines. Such a far distance cannot be reached even by the eyes of the top gods and Buddhas. The real Lord Xiazhi relied on a magic mirror to watch the battle... In fact, Su Jing could not be seen in the mirror.
The seven black crowns could not be found, and they were all chasing after them invisibly. But the fire everywhere at least gave Su Jing a trace of his movements, and the master of intensive cultivation could see some clues.
Xiazhi Zhenzun was watching the doorway, watching with great interest... Suddenly, a figure flashed in the magic mirror in front of him. Su Jing, who had always been hiding in the dark and setting fires, actually removed his invisibility spell and appeared, floating quietly. Su Jing in the mirror
His eyes are looking directly at the person looking in the mirror.
At both ends of the Dharma Mirror, thousands of miles away, Su Jing and Xiazhi Zhenzhen looked at each other.
Xiazhi Zhenzun was stunned at first, then laughed loudly: "He looks at me? He looks at me! He actually knows that I am looking at him, which is getting more and more interesting. This kid is much more interesting than I thought.
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Outside the Mao Jiangjing guard formation, Su Jing appeared inexplicably. The seven black crowns had been chasing him for a long time. They didn't understand why Su Jing jumped out. But even if they had great doubts in their hearts, they would not miss such a good opportunity.
opportunity to kill the enemy.
Almost at the same time that Su Jing appeared, a black surge appeared out of thin air and hit Su Jing...hit!
Just as it hit, Su Jing shattered. But no flesh and blood was seen flying everywhere. Su Jing shattered like a mirror, accompanied by a sharp sound of cracking glass, and shattered into thousands of pieces. It fell into the universe.
deep.
"Ah?" Shimoji Zhenzun was really like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, making a fuss and being inexplicably excited. He raised his hand and slapped his forehead, laughing loudly: "This little weirdo! It's the true shadow of the treasure mirror that appears.
!So interesting..."
At this time, the left-hand Shanghe Zhenzun finally spoke: "Stop acting crazy and get down to business."
Even being scolded as a 'slut' didn't affect Xia Zhi Zhenzun's mood. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "I know, I know, you continue to pretend to be dead and leave the matter to me." After speaking, he opened his mouth and spit out an ink-colored talisman.
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The talisman flew into the sky and instantly burned into black smoke.
Others could not detect it, but the caster could hear it. There was a strange sound in the dark, which was the sound of magic flowers growing. Shimoji Zhenzhen urged more magic flowers, and layers of vines came out from outside.
Rapidly extending to the battlefield...
Mo Giant is seeking death at all times, and the corpse collectors are setting fires in all directions. The 'corpse guard team' is useless against Su Jing. The evil corpse is burned into smoke before it is cold. Unless Mo Giant sends more and stronger masters, there is no way to stop Su Jing.
scene.
But the Mo giant spirit doesn't want to overwhelm too many strong men now, so there is no other good way. It can simply activate the flower array and let the magic flowers grab the body from Su Jing.
And the efficiency of the devil flowers in snatching corpses is indeed much better than that of the 'corpse guard team'. The flowers 'steal' corpse blood from the real world from outside. There is no way to prevent them. Su Jing has no chance to stop them. What he can do
Even if we burn it as quickly as possible. However, no matter how fast we burn, there is no way it will be watertight. The fire has just started in the large corpse swamp here, and countless corpses there have been dragged away by flower branches...
From the flying stars to the winding of the Tianhe River, from the iron rope boat to the demon crossing the flower, from raising the flag to protect the formation to burning the corpse and fighting for the corpse, several back and forth... In front of the army of the black giant spirit hundreds of miles away, Jiangjiangjing is extremely small.
It's worth mentioning, but it doesn't lose in the battle!
No matter the mighty skills, the brutal fight for life or the cunning and secret deeds, none of them are left behind.
It can even be said that if the evil demons were not lucky enough to find and master the strange flower that can travel through the outside world, how would they have fought this battle!
The war was still stalemate, and the demonic flowers in the Lianzhou Formation kept blooming, and there was never a moment of leisure. However, because the corpses were burned in time, the flower tide never had the chance to become a "violent force" again, and the demons that Linghua came over never stopped.
Maintaining a state of 'not calm nor angry', the defenders were able to cope with it quite calmly with the strength of the defenders.
Ink Tianhe's attack was just like the Demon Flower's attack, never stopping for a moment.
Consumption.
After attacking and stalemate, Mo Juling was unable to capture Mao Jiangjing in a short period of time, and the war entered the stage of 'attrition'.
The ink-colored Tianhe is constantly bombarding, and the external forces are added together. Each bombardment will consume some of the mana of the Yuanling defending the formation; the ink giant spirit is constantly crossing the flowers, and internal disturbances continue. Every time a star stone is damaged, the Lianzhou formation will be destroyed.
"One less boat", every time an Immortal is killed, the defenders will lose one person...
The Mo Giant Spirit's crazy "sending death" has intervals. It comes almost every three to five days to send for death, but Su Jing has no time to spare. When there is no need to burn corpses outside, he will return to the formation to snipe the Flower Crossing Demon.
The tireless little Yama.
During the fight, Su Jing always smiled to the master's wife, to Xiao Bu, to Su Qing and Tu Wan who reunited after a long separation. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, but anyone who knew him well could see that.
The look of deep sadness returned to the depths of his eyes.
Su Jing didn't tell them, and they wouldn't ask, but everyone could understand that such tireless killing was his outlet...
Ever since the evil demon crossed the flower, the fierce fighting in the formation has never stopped. In the fierce fighting, every 'now' has become long and difficult, and every 'tomorrow' seems strangely far away, so far away that it seems that it will never come.
, but time is really a weird thing. The immortals in the war obviously feel that their days are like years, but if you look back, yesterday and last month are so close in front of you, as if the war just started a stick of incense.
In the words of Little Demon King: Time is like blood. It dries up after it has passed and remains on the ground forever. You can see it when you lower your head; it is still flowing now. And the plasma is thick, so it is slow. Su Jing really didn’t know before that Little Demon King
Junliang Shandao actually likes to drop his book bag, and he can say such acid and false words without conveying his meaning.
Su Qiangqiang asked Liang Mo Dao from whom he learned to speak like this. Liang Mo Dao said that when he was practicing, there was a gourd master who spoke like this... Time flowed like blood. Unknowingly, it had been three full days since the iron cable boat formation was formed.
It's been months.
The color of the magic light guarding the formation gradually changed from the bright seven colors to the dazzling silvery white. It seems that the silver magic light is more murderous than the colorful light. However, Master Taibai said that this is not a good thing. The formation has five changes of mysterious light, and every time the color
All changes represent the consumption of the formation's power. The 100% perfect formation power is now less than 80% left.
There is also the protective scope of the formation, which has been reduced by almost 30% without realizing it. This is only because of the star stones that make up the formation, Lingzhou is constantly being destroyed. There is no end to the ink giants invading the formation, they are emerging one after another.
, they are blooming on all sides, and the immortals protecting the array are killing them back and forth, but they can never make any omissions. If you are not careful, a star stone will be destroyed by the enemy, and the all-out fight between the immortals and demons will also be affected.
In Lingzhou within the formation, there is nothing we can do about it.
Then there are the casualties. The ordinary immortal family's losses are not big, less than 10% of the casualties, but the Taoist Taibai was injured, the two first masters of the five pavilions fell, the Chongxiao master also injured Yuanji; the three heads of Shiwan Mountain were red
The eldest brother had an arm cut off, and the second brother had a big hole in the lower part of his right chest... The monkey took pleasure in the pain, and Er Chijiri was seriously injured, but he still lowered his head to look at the hole in his chest from time to time, and then shouted happily behind him
Name of the person; Wu Guizhou. A large section of the Great Sage Eclipse's tail was broken off. When Qiu Ping'an transformed into a dragon and entered the battle, a piece of abdominal scale skin was torn off by the enemy. When he transformed back into human form, his flesh and blood could be directly seen on his belly.
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The Little Demon Lord had already taken action. If he didn't listen, he would have started secretly coordinating with him, but the battlefield was too large and he couldn't take care of it.
All the leaders of the garrison were injured and killed... If it weren't for their bravery, ordinary immortals would not have suffered less than 10% casualties.
There was no obvious change in the attack of the Black Giant Spirit. It was just consuming and fighting. It has to be said. This group of evil demons are probably the most patient monsters in the universe. They fought steadily and died in an orderly manner.
.They are not in a hurry...and they are not all so stable. Shimoji Shinsou is quite anxious.
"It's boring." Shiaji Shinto looked bored and was scratching his belly with his hands. As the leader of the legion and a high-ranking and powerful person among the true gods, this ink giant has no majesty at all. He tilted his head and squinted his eyes.
He went to see Shanghe Zhenzun and said, "Aren't your 'Qi Chu Lijun' just sitting there bored? Let them go out and do some activities."
In the past three months, Xiazhi has asked the Shanghai Cooperation Organization to send "Qi Chu Lijun" countless times. The Supreme Leader of the Shanghai Cooperation Organization shook his head without thinking, and also gave out the reason for rejection countless times: "
There is still no news about the Great Swan."
As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of ink-colored smoke suddenly flew over and fell into the hands of Zhenzhen Shanghe.
When Xiazhi Zhenzun saw this, his face was filled with joy and he said with a smile: "Come whatever you want, old swan will send you a letter right now! Tell me, how is he doing there? Have you ever had a head-on encounter with Yama?"
The haze is a spiritual message, a message from the Ink Giant Spirit from the inner realm, the last evil spirit that has not been exterminated.
Supreme Master Shanghe ignored his companions and closed his eyes to concentrate on reading the message. Master Xiazhi was still nagging to himself: "Old Swan's ability is good, but if he wants to confront Yama head-on, I'm afraid it won't be good...
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I don’t know whether it’s because of his nature or something went wrong during his Nirvana, but Xia Zhi Zhenzun’s verbosity is not inferior to the three-legged Golden Crow.
Not inferior to him, but also unique. He not only murmured to himself, but also asked and answered: "Why is it not good? I have never seen Yama, how could I know that Yama can defeat the old swan? I have never seen the great swan."
Yama, but I have been looking at little Yama every day for three months... The little one is so strong, but the big one is even better! It's not good, it's not good, it's definitely not good..."
Asking and answering questions, Xiazhi Zhenzun gradually frowned, apparently worried about the 'old swan'.
When Xia Zhi frowned in a rare way, Shan Hezheng showed a rare smile: "Stop talking nonsense, everything is going well for Lord Swan. He led his troops thousands of miles north, dealing with Yama all the way, and making the enemies turn around. Yama's magic power reaches the sky.
So what, it doesn’t matter if there are many soldiers and generals around him, if he can’t defeat Lord Swan’s main force, he can only stare blankly.”
Mentioning the proud deeds of the masters of the same clan, Shanghe Zhenzhen and Yourong Yan said with a smile: "Swan Master is not only strong in fighting, but also proficient in the nine and thirty-seven military arts. This time he slipped into the inner realm, please
It’s not unreasonable for him to take action.”
Xiazhi Zhenzun was too lazy to listen to Shanghe bragging for the 'Old Swan'. He waved his hand and urged: "How are the shepherds? What is their current situation? Just tell me directly."
"The shepherd is well, the main force of the True Colored Heavenly Soldiers along the way is still there. They are being led by Lord Swan, heading north, and are about to reach Madangjiang Well. Lord Swan explained clearly in the spiritual message that there are no other Yamas now.
There's a way, his final interception will only be in Jiangjingnan."
Xiazhi Zhenzun's face was filled with joy: "That means...it's done?"
Without waiting for Shangai to answer, Xiazhi continued to ask and answer himself: "Yes. It's done!"
After asking and answering questions, he laughed again: "Isn't this almost over?"
Shanghe didn't talk as much nonsense as Xiazhi. He first cast a spell to send out a spiritual message in response to the 'Great Swan', and then shook the bell to summon the sixty-three crowned generals in the army.
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When the Black Mountain Colossus and the two ink-colored statues received a message from their kin in the inner domain, several core figures in the defenders of Maojiangjing also received the message from the gods. It was a simple sentence: I am setting up defenses south of Maojiangjing.
From the very beginning, the three groups of demons from the inner domain had a very direct purpose. They rushed to the northeast at the same time, aiming directly at Jiangjiangjing, hoping to respond to the large array of demons from the outer domain and form a force of internal and external attacks. Today, the giants of the Xian family left the border and led their elite troops.
After intercepting and killing them, Buddha and Little Demon Lord succeeded one after another. However, God Lord failed to stop the enemy in time.
The third wave of evil spirits approached Mao Jiangjing.
The Lord Shen also sent troops to the north to stop the enemy on the southern line of Maojiangjing. Ignoring everything else, except for more than three months. The Lord Shen was unable to extinguish this enemy force, so it must be considered a failure.
It was a plain spiritual message. Taibai Zhenren and Three Kings Ayi had no reaction after seeing it. Su Jing was the same, but his eyes were a little red. It was hard to say why his eyes were red. Maybe it was just that he had been killing people recently.
Killing him, he saw so much blood that his eyes were stained with blood.
Counting seven days after receiving the spiritual message, the Divine Lord arrived at the Jiangjiang Well, accompanied by Su Jing's twelve elder brothers Pluto, and then the elites of the ten alliances and the Taoist Seventy-two Blessed Land Divine Soldiers stepped out of the Lingzhou Penetration Formation one after another.
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It's a normal situation. If you fail to exterminate the evil spirit in the inner domain and are left behind by the opponent, you can only rush to Lingzhou by penetrating the formation, and then go out from the south to prepare for the battle.
On the Maojiang Well, Shenjun once worked for the promotion and met the Little Demon Lord, Su Jing and others. It is worth mentioning that Shiliu, Tu Wan, and Su Qing, three inconspicuous little guys, also followed Su Jing in.
Yama’s treasure account...
The time to raise the tent was very short. In less than half an hour, the divine king came out of the tent, took the Twelve Hades and the elite soldiers of his headquarters and left the Jiangjing Well. But before the army left, Dongfang Taiyi Immortal Lord led the elites of two of the five Taoist pavilions to replace them.
He defeated the ten major immortal alliance armies under the command of the Lord God.
As a result, the immortal army heading to the south was transformed into a pattern in which the divine king was the commander, Pluto was the assistant, and the heavenly soldiers in the army were all Taoist disciples.
The place where Shenjun set up his formation was 230,000 miles south of Guangjiang Well, on a long belt of star stones that were carried by fierce ghosts.
Two hundred and thirty thousand miles, a distance that is completely unimaginable to ordinary people, is not worth mentioning in the vast universe, but the golden immortal has perfected his divine eyes and can still see the flag of Yama in the distance while standing on the winding well.
On the seventeenth day after Yama completed the formation, the sky in the south was covered with darkness. The scouts responsible for patrolling the outer area reported one after another that the enemy showed traces, and the third group of evil spirits that invaded the inner domain finally came.
After receiving the report, the Divine Lord nodded, stood up and walked out of the treasure tent. King Pulling the Tongue followed Yama closely, carrying a banner for his master. At the same time, he was still discussing with the King of Injustice. According to this, there are also four hundred thorns in the recent mortal world.
Far away, such a far distance, if they were to fight to death here, another ghost soul would be lucky enough to escape destruction... Can Feifei get to that mortal world to reincarnate?
The Lord Shen returned his hand and put a talisman on the tongue-pulling king's mouth, sealing it and making it quiet.
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When the swan named itself Swan, there were no such big birds in the universe.
Later, when he heard that there was a kind of bird in the mortal world that had the same destiny as him, the Great Ink Giant Spirit, who had always been dormant in the outer realm, went to the inner realm and entered the mortal world to see it. He thought it was pretty good after seeing a swan, but
Not good enough. The swans in that world were all white. The Mo giant liked the appearance of those birds but not their color. So he stayed in the mortal world for ten years and a quarter. In the first ten years, he cultivated
The black swan kills all the white swans, including their eggs.
Swan is an ink giant that pursues perfection. It is not as rigid as Shanghe, but it is far harsher than Xiazhi. It is harsh on its fellow tribesmen and itself. The swan's ink crown is always the straightest and spotless, and the swan's eyes are always
Flashing critical and stern eyes.
Anyone who encounters a boss who pursues perfection will not be happy. Being a subordinate of Swan is really hard, and Zhi Hui feels this deeply.
Zhi Hui is also a black giant spirit, but he is very extraordinary, he is a shepherd.
Becoming a shepherd is not just a matter of hard work and firm belief, it also requires talent and luck. There are thousands of people from Mo Jiling's family, but those who are qualified to become shepherds and finally succeed in becoming shepherds can be counted in two slaps.
Because it is rare and involves a heavy skill, the herdsman is extremely precious; because of his status as a shepherd, even the high-ranking lords in the clan will be very kind to the shepherd.
Only the Great Swan is not used to the shepherd's problem. In the past, Zhihui was pampered. Of course, he was a man of faith and would not be arrogant because of his special status, let alone indulge in pampering. But his life was indeed easy.
Yes, far better than ordinary giant spirits.
As a result, during this expedition to the inner realm, he was assigned to the command of Swan. In just a few short months, Zhi Hui received more reprimands and disciplines than he had experienced in his previous endless life combined, several times more.
Zhi Hui had restrained himself a long time ago. He would be cautious every time he was in front of the Lord Swan. However, old habits die hard. How could he change all the habits he had developed in his long life in just a few months? When he heard the information, he was
Knowing that the Lord Yama was in front, and that the Yama Killing Formation was only a short distance away from Mao Jiangjing, Zhi Hui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile.
"Why are you laughing? Has the matter been successful? Who knows what twists and turns there will be later."
The scolding voice of Lord Swan reaches my ears, and it is always timely. (To be continued)