Chapter 790: The blood cloud spreads all over the sky
At the front of the battlefield was a large army that was controlling people, but the 'thief chief' unknowingly found out about the secrets of the central army.
Fortunately, it was only one person... It was so inexplicable that he was alone. Three dwarfs suddenly jumped out from behind the candy man. One of them was particularly 'shocking'. He screamed 'Give me back my life' and danced with a long sword to kill him.
Came in: Dead man! Millions of people saw him being shot and killed by sharp arrows on the top of the city. How could he jump out again now!
Zong Qing's mind was in confusion. He was not an incompetent person, but all his achievements and wealth in his life came from the 'Spirit Flag'. If the flag was safe, he would be able to remain calm even if it was not used; but when the flag was gone, he would be gone.
The habitual and instinctive 'reliance' turned into ashes, and Zong Qing had no choice but to feel hesitant.
Fortunately, the army and horses around the commander were elite enough, and there was no need for orders to immediately snipe and kill the powerful enemy. However, as soon as the spell was cast, the enemy disappeared, and there was only heavy fog in front of him, with only three feet left in front of him!
Immediately, the strange screams of the dwarves and the miserable howls of his companions rang out at the same time. Su Jing and the three corpses entered the fog. If no one could break the fog, then they would have only one end... The commander-in-chief, the deputy general, the soldiers and the
The elite cultivators are all tough, even if they are in trouble, they will never escape. They raise their Qi Xingyuan to protect themselves and at the same time they are running around and shouting in low voices, hoping to rush to the commander's side and protect him to escape together.
After running around looking for a cup of tea, everyone found nothing. Suddenly, the voice of Sugar Man came from the mist: "Do you have a child?"
The commander's voice was hoarse and vicious: "You monster, kill him if you want. Remember, it doesn't matter if Zong Qing dies at your hands today, my son will definitely kill you with my own hands in the future to sacrifice my spirit in heaven!"
"Oh, it would be great to have a son. That account can't come to nothing." Tang Ren's voice fell, and Zong Qing screamed half-heartedly, and died.
The Imperial Master was about to arrive, but it was a pity that Zong Qing did not wait.
The commander was dead, and the soldiers in the fog no longer dared to linger. They scattered and fled in all directions. I don’t know if it was because of the heart-breaking magic of King A Gu’s robe. Everyone in the army in the fog inexplicably remembered what Sugar Man had said before.
In other words: It’s okay not to have such children and grandchildren!
When I first heard this, who would have thought that with his small city and his pitifully few men, he could actually defeat the army and kill the king of the clan! There is no point in believing it anymore.
At this moment, people felt that they were not fast enough, so they rushed in all directions, such as the southeast, northwest, and direction. They found a straight road and rushed hard. The fog was charming but did not stop them. With so many people, they had a great chance of escaping together...Suddenly, the fog drove people miserable.
There was a loud cry. Sword Soul Tu Wan. Shadow Monk. "Carrying" two evil objects came out of the sky, and together with Su Jing and the three corpses, they went around to kill the Chinese army...
It didn't take long, less than a moment. The fog was completely silent. Soon the fog subsided. There were too many people in the army, and they would not be able to kill them all in a short while. It was enough for generals and overhauls with beautiful armors and profound cultivation to kill the monks.
He and Shenjian returned home before the fog subsided, and their trickery cannot be seen by outsiders yet.
Su Jing also captured a prisoner, Zong Qing's younger brother Zong Wang. He broke up his cultivation and put him in Akame's coffin. Akame's boss was not happy.
The marshal died, and the generals and spiritual cultivators were buried with him. The military flags were burned, and the army's sorcery was broken. There was no more suspense in the battle. Su Jing's "True Shadow Returns to One" restrained his spells, and He refused to listen. Xiao Xiangliu and others returned to the city.
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The master stopped, and all the zombie ghost soldiers under King A Gu also joined the formation with the master. Only the evil one, Mo Mo, was so angry that he refused to stop. Su Jing let them go and sent an order: "Eighty miles away."
Kill as you like, but don't go beyond the eighty mile radius. The earth-shattering cheers and the smile on the villain's face are too real and sincere, coming from the heart, making him look very innocent.
A feast of flesh and blood, a carnival of life and death.
Innocence is tortured by evil people.
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Three hundred miles northeast of Yuren's capital, there is a huge purple-brown peak standing alone in the Splendid Plain. The shape of the mountain is like a knife pointing straight into the sky!
The mountain was originally nameless, but it was involved in a fierce killing: this mountain was the center of the Fuyu Formation. Therefore, a few insiders in the imperial court called this mountain Fuyu Mountain.
King Fuyu is at the top of Fuyu Mountain, sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.
To use the Fuyu Formation, King Fuyu must personally enter the formation. He is the eye of the formation, but he does not need to cast spells or actively do anything to form the formation. He only needs to sit on the top of the mountain: the key to opening the formation has already been
After being cast by the late emperor and injected with his blood, King Fuyu's body would naturally connect with the formation's spirit when the formation was about to move, thus unleashing infinite killing power.
The Fuyu King was sitting upright, with three skinny old men who were killing the kiwi forming a strong posture to protect him. Suddenly, an old man's eyes flashed with light, and he shouted in a low voice: "Who is so bold...
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Before he finished speaking, a low voice came from the air: "How outrageous! The emperor has arrived and he is still not silent!" Following the shout, ripples and tremors appeared in the air, and the emperor and a fat man dressed as a minister appeared at the peak.
Jue Ling.
King Fuyu looked surprised. He didn't know why the emperor came to supervise the formation in person. The prince and the three old men stood up quickly. The emperor waved his hand to exempt them from the courtesy and asked King Fuyu: "When will the formation be ready?"
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"It's almost there, but I can't say how fast it can be, but it can't be more than six hours at the latest. Brother Mingjian: This seal of the formation has not been used for a long time. It has only been around for four days, which is a bit too hasty. What's more, the current host is big and small.
Compatriots in the formation cannot compare to those back then..."
The emperor didn't have the patience to listen anymore, waved his hand and interrupted: "As soon as possible... Just now in the palace of life, Zong Qing's soul jade was broken." It's the same as the Central Earth Heavenly Sect setting up soul lanterns for its disciples.
If the master's soul jade breaks into pieces, it means that the person is dead.
King Fuyu was shocked! His voice couldn't help but tremble. It wasn't that he was afraid, but he was so surprised that he couldn't help himself: "Is there a mistake..." After half a sentence, he himself felt that the question was nonsense, and Jade broke into pieces.
There was no mistake, the question immediately changed: "What's going on?"
The emperor shook his head: "I haven't received the battle report yet, and I don't know the specific situation. I have already sent people to investigate."
Seeing the emperor's face covered with frost, King Fuyu knew that he shouldn't ask any more questions, but there was still one question in his heart that he couldn't bear. He gritted his teeth and said boldly: "Then the Imperial Master..."
"It will take about half an hour for the national master to meet the sugar man. I have already sent an urgent message to inform him of this matter. In fact, it is okay not to inform him. He will definitely encounter Zong Qing's soldiers on the way forward. He will compare the situation of the battle.
We understand clearly that it is up to him to decide whether to fight or not."
King Fuyu thought about the temperament of the Imperial Guard and the foundation he brought with him, and felt that the Imperial Guard would not retreat. Instead, he would attack when the battle had just stopped and the Sugar Man's preparations were not stable.
The emperor didn't say anything more, but repeated in a more serious tone: "Great formation, as soon as possible, as soon as possible!"
After saying this, the emperor and his ministers disappeared in a puff of air and disappeared in the blink of an eye. They returned to the palace. A military commander died, and there was a lot of work behind them, so preparations had to be made in advance.
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Half an hour passed by in a flash, and there was no one to kill within eighty miles. The evil man was finally willing to return to the camp. Linling City did not leave immediately. It was not because it needed too much preparation, but because the little thief and Lin Zizi in the abyss at the bottom of the lake were...
The conversation has reached a critical point. Everyone has to wait for her.
Su Jing was not in a hurry to start the journey. This trip was to challenge the enemy and face the difficulties, not to escape for his life. It didn't matter whether he walked fast or slow.
Waiting for others was boring. Just when Su Jing and his companions had had enough joking and were preparing to interrogate Zongwang, in the southeast direction, at the end of the sky, a crimson cloud appeared. The cloud was so huge that it almost covered half of the sky, heading towards Linling City.
Pressure over here!
Someone else is coming.
Su Jing and his companions looked at each other. They both smiled and said, come on, it will happen sooner or later.
Boom, boom, boom, a dull drum sound came from the clouds, and the clouds were more like 'jumping' than flying: with the sound of the dull drums, the red clouds spread thousands of miles, and then stopped,
When the next drum sounded, the red clouds spread forward thousands of miles again... just like that, one thousand miles after another, heavy clouds pressed all the way to the front of Linling City.
Yunjia stopped the drum sound but did not subside. It rumbled suddenly and muffled for a long time.
There was no sign of stopping the drums in the sky, and there was no sign of the person coming from the clouds. Yu Linlingcheng's sugar man put on a show of confidence. Before Xia Lishan could say anything, Xiaoxiang Liuxian became impatient, and a giant statue was caught in the swing of his robe sleeves.
The drum is sitting in front of me: the golden frame is brilliant, but the pattern of the seal is a purgatory scene such as the torture of resentful souls, the blood feast of evil spirits, etc. The wealth reveals a cruel and bloodthirsty atmosphere, which makes people feel indescribably awkward.
.Looking at the drum skin again, it’s really weird. It’s light white and as thin as a cicada’s wing. Can you still hit it hard? I’m afraid it will break if you just tap it with your fingers.
The drumsticks are inserted diagonally on the drum stick... The six-edged demon-subduing pestle is engraved with Asura's mantra of immortality and immortality, and the hammer head is inlaid with a large eternal stone flower bone. It is a pair of drumsticks with unparalleled exquisiteness and ingenuity.
One of the nine treasures of Bhimozhitara is the drum that will destroy the cold cicadas. This drum changes according to the owner's wishes. If the owner is a three-inch spirit, it will not be bigger than a button; if the owner is a giant spirit, the drum will cover an ocean.
So why not.
Xiang Liu also played the drum, but he was too lazy to play it himself. He looked around: "Who is coming?"
Leng Bingbing responded: "I'll give it a try." As he spoke, someone stepped out. He was not three feet tall and had no more than four ounces of flesh on his face. He was so skinny that the Great Heavenly Lord Lei Dong came to Ding Miehan's cicada drum.
Seeing the eldest brother "going out", the other two dwarfs must have cheered, holding flowers and clapping their hands and cheering: "Thunder and drums, drums are like thunder, what a good fortune!" Akame turned back to greet his companions: "Come on, come on, let's watch my brother shake the world with his drums.
, two drums move the heaven and earth, three drums fall and frighten the happy golden immortal!"
Lei Dong reached out and picked up the six-edged hammer, weighed it, and smiled slightly: "I'm not very good at playing drums, but I know another set of bamboo fairy tunes passed down from ancient times. It should be good to play them with this drum.
Budu." After saying that, he lifted up his feet and swung the hem of his robe, then tucked it into his waist. He then lowered his feet and lowered his waist to stabilize the horse. He raised the big hammer with both hands, closed his eyes, concentrated for a moment and then raised his breath sharply, raising his head and shouting.
Shouted: "Wealth from all directions!"
The sound fell, the drumsticks fell, the body jumped up and down like a strong wind and waves, and the arms waved like two wheels of wind and fire. In an instant, the drum beat was loud, just like what Nian Hua said: thunder beats the drum, and the drum moves like thunder.
The drum is the supreme spiritual weapon, and when it makes a sensation, it has a truly astonishing aura!
Bhimazitara, the only god who has the most respect for me, Ding Mie Han Cicada drum, my only loud voice! The word "Han Cicada" is not just for the sake of rhyming. The treasure has its own mysterious laws, and the god drums up the sound of heaven. This drum
As soon as it sounded, all the sounds in the heaven and earth were silenced. Except for the other musical instruments in the Nine Treasures, no other movement could resonate with this drum.
The drum sound in Yunjia is just an ordinary magic weapon. The only difference from the ordinary weapon is that it is louder. After all, Yu Ren has never practiced the method of "drum music". How can he compete with the superior spiritual weapons from the Middle Earth? Lin
As soon as the drums in the bell city sounded, the dull drums in the sky immediately lost their beat.
It can be felt that the drummer in Yunjia used more strength, trying hard to beat the sound of his own drum more fiercely and stronger, in order to overpower the sound of Lin's tambourine, but this was a pure treasure competition.
Struggle has nothing to do with people. On the contrary, the harder the warriors on the clouds exert themselves, the more chaotic their beats become and the less decent their drum sounds become.
Looking at Lei Dong Tianzun again, I don’t know when his eyes have widened. He is gnashing his teeth and looking ferocious. He completely ignores the chaos in the sky and sinks all his mind into his own thunder drum. I have to say, the beating of the dwarf’s drum
It was so beautiful. He hit the heart, hit the side, and hit the side. Different positions have different strengths. The changes were one after another. He just hit the drum with a loud tune!
Bu Ting showed surprise on his face and said with a smile: "I don't know that Lei Dong Tianzun has a beautiful heart and has the ability to play drums!"
In the middle of the battle just now, the ancient Yan Yanbo thought about it. Do whatever you want. At least... it is better for the master to win than to be killed by the opponent! Once a person breaks the can, his mind will naturally open up.
He stood up, with his eyes half-closed and his face full of enjoyment, and nodded in agreement: "It's amazing, it's amazing! The wonderful sound of the drum is hard to find in the sky!"
The other two dwarfs, Shen Lianzi, Xi Gui'er and others were even more excited, but Su Jing's expression was different, and there was a faint hint of laughter in the surprise.
Suddenly, there was a loud tinkling string sound, and Leng Bingbing Xiao Xiangliu was intrigued by the thundering fairy tune. He played his beloved pipa and moved the strings in harmony. The Hydra originally did not understand the rhythm, but the refining treasures understood the mystery by themselves, without any mention of practice.
, now throw Xiao Xiangliu into the mortal world of Middle Earth, and he can get the title of "Grand Master" just by playing the pipa steadily in his hand. There is no need for this book, the strings and the drums complement each other.
The two pieces of music were playing together, which was even more extraordinary. In just a moment, a strange sound was heard in the clouds, and all the giant drums in the clouds were shattered.
At this time, Bu Ting looked at Su Jing and did not mention Yunjia's incident. His mind was only on the thundering drum: "I feel that the thundering drum tune is vaguely familiar. I seem to have heard it in China. Do you know what the tune is?"
A loud melody, when it is allegro it moves like clouds and water, when it falls hard it falls into landslides and rocks, when it is light and light it touches the water like a dragonfly, and when it is deep and meaningful the sound of the sky is endless. Even though we know that it is mainly because of the magic of the divine drum that it shakes people's hearts, this melody also plays an indispensable role.
, I plan to learn it when I return to China.
Su Jingding nodded: "I've heard it well since childhood, Lotus Falls."
He raised his eyebrows: "Lotus Luo, what a good name."
"Well, this tune is used by beggars when begging for food. It really has a long history."
In the middle of the conversation, Xiao Xiangliu put away the pipa, but he also took back the pipa and the drum... A majestic fairy magic weapon, passed down by a peerless master, was used by a fool to beg for money! Especially hateful,
A group of people all cheered in agreement, and Xiao Xiangliu himself responded.
I don’t blame you guys, a group of people are either created spiritual beings or leaders in one area. Everyone is a spiritual genius but they are all immersed in practice. Even if they are walking around in the world, they will not take the initiative to care about human affairs. Who knows what this tune is for.
.Only Su Jing, the young owner of Su Ji’s old shop in Baima Town, restaurants, restaurants, teahouses and other places are the favorite businesses of beggars. There are always beggars coming to the shop. Su Jing has been familiar with it since he was a child.
It’s not surprising that a monster of appetite would hit a lotus flower to beg for food.
The half-played drum was taken away by the owner. Lei Dong was very unhappy, but Tianzun always had an end to his work. Regardless of whether he stopped the drum on his own initiative or not, the drum sound stopped and a lotus flower fell. Lei Dong raised his head and shouted again: "Boss, get rich."
!" Then he exhaled and stopped.
Wealth from all directions is the guide, the boss's fortune is the end, and the thundering lotus falls solemnly to complete the set.
The sugar man in the city was dumbfounded by the thunderous antics. At this moment, the clouds parted in the sky, and the trace of the visitor appeared. A giant man with a bright yellow body, ten feet away, holding a thunder pestle, pointed at Linling City: "The sugar man is a monster, and it violates the laws of heaven.
, Master Jinzhong is here, please leave the city as soon as possible and accept your guilt, and you may die a good death!"
After the words "Golden Bell Master" came out, Linling City's Chinese Huahu exclaimed: "The national master is here in person?!"
The imperial master who controls people is in the temple, his heart is dedicated to the ancestral temple of immortals, and his name is called "Golden Bell".
Shen Lianzi showed a smart look on his face: "When the Imperial Master arrives, it's no wonder that there is such a grand scene of drums filling the sky and blood covering the sky."
The Great Heavenly Lord has accomplices, and the eldest brother also has supporters. Guaiguai Liuliu said in unison: "The eldest brother clearly sees thousands of miles."
After hearing about the other party's background, Xiang Liu's complexion improved, and a rare smile appeared on his lips. He first asked Uncle Yan Yan: "Do you have any beggars here?"
There are beggars in all three thousand worlds. Uncle Yan Yan nodded. The smile in Xiao Xiangliu's eyes became stronger. He raised his head and said to the giant man in the blood cloud: "The drums are beating against each other. If we fight for victory, we will definitely let you lose clearly. You
The singing tunes of the national master are inferior to the begging tunes of the beggars in my hometown."
The giant man was furious and screamed: "Arrogance! Death to you monster!" The thundering pestle flew away from his hand, straight up into the clouds, and then the magic weapon spun rapidly, triggering a black whirlwind in the blink of an eye. Everyone around Su Jing did not move, and so did Xiao Xiang Liu, who raised his head.
Looking at the enemy's magic weapon, his pure and calm face showed no emotion.
But before the thunderbolt could unleash its spell, another voice came from the blood cloud: "If you are not busy using the spell, please step back."
His tone was indifferent and cold, but his voice was like a bell. It was loud and full of ruthless aura. Without any hesitation, the giant man immediately put away his magic weapon and stepped back. Four or five more people appeared in the thick blood cloud.
They all look like six-eared killers, all wearing Yujia monk robes, but their body shapes are very different.
The head killer looks ordinary, except for a pair of frighteningly bright eyes, there is nothing special about him. On his left and right sides, the head killer is short and fat, making people feel that he is indescribably steady and solid, and his breathing is steady.
There was a buzzing sound, and the other person was too thin to look good, but it was not the skinny way of a tuberculosis man. In fact, this person was well-proportioned, but it made people feel that he was "floating" for no reason, as if a gust of wind could make him
Sweep him away.
Behind the three six-eared men were two killer kips. They looked like they were juniors, but their identities were a little different. They were both giant men with square heads and big faces. One was about five feet tall, and the other was ridiculously big, a full sixty feet tall.
Apart from that, the two juniors looked a little dull.
Seeing that the Imperial Master ordered his men to retreat, Yan Yanbo relaxed a little and thought to himself: Master Tangren can invite the true spirit of Emperor Chiwu, so it should be under the temple. This time, the top figure in the temple has arrived, and everyone is of the same line.
, maybe... no need to fight?
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