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The fire was raging and churning.

The black bull is sturdy, and the clouds are cracking.

The dragon roared loudly, Lingfei rushed up, and a fiery dragon surrounded by white light flames roared and circled, winding into the air.

The corners of Baili Hongsheng's mouth raised slightly, driving his own smug moves, and quickly soared towards the black bull charge.

For his supreme fire, Xuanyang Karmic Fire, these ordinary flames at the moment are just some courtiers and servants before and after the saddle.

To deal with them, all you need to do is the king's landing under the city, watch and look down, and you can easily make them ashamed of themselves and race to disperse.

Sure enough, when the White Flame Dragon swooped in front of the Black Bull Charging Formation, the monstrous flames were shocked, and they instantly retreated a lot.

No matter how stubbornly the Black Bull Charge Formation advanced, the monstrous flames trembled and hesitated.

"When the king comes, it is natural to have the demeanor of a king. ”

Baili Hongsheng raised his sword eyebrows slightly, driving the white flame dragon to soar and patrol in front of the monstrous flames, deterring the progress of the spread of the fire, almost making it stagnate.

The big eyes of Baili Yingqiu were full of water, and he absentmindedly waved out rows of ice picks and snow thorns, covering the charging array of the galloping black bull.

The people she misses have not been seen for a long time, how can she have the heart to concentrate and concentrate on dealing with these things that make people feel upset and unhappy.

Although the attack was careless, the power of the fire was not to be underestimated.

I saw rows of ice picks shooting fiercely, cold and snowy, in no particular order, swarming out, stabbing at the black bull charging array, piercing the stubborn black bull to the ground, after a few crazy struggles, it was oppressed by the intense pain to the point that it was powerless to resist, and soon it was silent.

The duty of the disciples of Yuantong Palace is to extinguish the fire, and the Black Bull Charging Array is the source of the fire, so it is naturally inevitable to suppress it severely.

Their spells are flexible and changeable, and they should be handy against the Black Bull Charging Array.

I saw that some disciples stood on the wall, and the black bull couldn't shake it at all after hitting it, so it bounced back and fell on all fours.

Some disciples formed a net around the wood, swept around on the ground, wandered around like a spiritual snake, and cleverly climbed up when they encountered a black bull, and in an instant they were all over their bodies, easily binding them into cocoons, tripping and falling to the ground, and it was difficult to stand up again.

Some disciples diverted water into a river, and the turbulent water surged down from the sky, and the stubborn black bulls rushed down one after another, and then condensed into ice, freezing their stubborn posture inside, sealing their restless stubborn souls.

Some disciples slashed gold into a blade, and the golden light and shadow flew wantonly, transforming into the appearance of various weapons.

Such as knives, swords, spears, halberds, axes, spears...... Killing blades like that.

Racing vertically and horizontally into a sharp and staggered momentum, he slashed down towards the posture of the black bull rushing.

After a burst of sword light and sword shadow, many corpses fell in the black bull formation that rushed in, but they didn't see blood spilling, and in the light and shadow of the slowly annihilated weapon, there was a bright scarlet blood light.

Some disciples raised their flames and burned them into the air, running fireballs that were full of flames and throwing them towards the Black Bull Charging Array.

The fireballs of fireworks crackled and smashed into the black bull, and in an instant, they burned into a ball of running flames, and slowly turned into ashes in the desperate last-minute sprint.

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The "click" sound of falling trees is frequent, like the decay of faith after it has lost its support, messy and sad.

Gu Changan's thick eyebrows were deep, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and his depressed mood was as deep as a dark cloud, swirling in the eyes of the tiger, and he was in cahoots.

Who would have thought that when they were already gearing up and preparing to go to battle against a foreign army, how could they be suddenly sent to sort out these unknown trees.

It really made Gu Changan feel more worried, and added some hollowness and weakness that he couldn't use his fists and feet.

"Senior brother, don't be stunned, hurry up and help!"

Fang Yan was sweating profusely, pulling a fallen tree, panting and crying out in confusion.

Gu Changan smacked his mouth, shook his head slowly, and sighed lightly: "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to move trees, which makes me unhappy!"

Fang Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this, his cultivation was much higher than Gu Chang'an, and he didn't have any sentimental complaints.

I don't know what Gu Changan is all about, where can there be these feelings that have never met talents, and they can come at this time to fill in the already gray sky.

"The master's order cannot be violated, in order to avoid punishment, you better hurry up and come over to help. Fang Yan was quite helpless and spoke again to advise.

Gu Changan lowered his head in a deep voice, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Heaven does not give birth to me Gu Changan, eternity is like a long night!"

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, his eyes flying with the vicissitudes of recklessness that had been swept away by the light for ten thousand years.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "This is just some physical strength, is it necessary for the junior disciple to mention the ten thousand years to shirk this insignificant fortification?"

"Longxi, Longxi, how can it decline? The past cannot be admonished, and the coming can still be chased. Already, already, today's cultivators are sluggish. ”

Gu Chang'an's expression was sad, a pair of thick eyebrows crisscrossed between the eyebrows, outlined into ten thousand rivers, and his round head shook frequently, which made people look moved and couldn't bear to be blamed.

"Uh-huh!"

Pure Yangzi's stern momentum suddenly descended, galloping and surging behind Gu Changan's round body, surging like a winter wind.

You don't have to turn your head, you can deeply feel the cold majesty that cuts into your skin through the robe.

Gu Changan resisted the urge to shiver, lifted his thick eyebrows and picked up the thick pile of sorrow, ran to Fang Yan's side, moved the trees with his fat hands neatly, and said with a smile in his mouth: "If you have something to do, you have to do it, don't wait for nothing to lament!"

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"Ben Lei, Ben Lei, who else can I be!"

Zhao Teng rode the horse to roar the sky, unruly rotated the thunder spear in his hand, swayed the mighty momentum of the tiger and the tiger, and led the light cavalry to bypass the monstrous fire, rushing towards the top of the mountain, and the majestic Lingyun.

Instead of going around the back mountain, he headed straight ahead of the sluggish flames, intending to cut to the top of the mountain while the chaos was in place.

No matter which general leads the troops, he should understand that the rear of the barracks is more important, and no one will dare to lose it until it is absolutely necessary, and he will definitely send elite soldiers and horses to guard it.

Zhao Teng expected that the mountain behind him was no longer able to go, so he decided to take advantage of the gap to directly penetrate the rear of the fire, make an alliance with the wind and fire, destroy the mountain and soil, and catch the dynasty army by surprise!

Their troops were like sharp arrows, shooting quickly at the weak points of the dynastic army, and if they hit the vital points accurately, they could win the first battle and become famous in the first battle.

The sun moved three feet, and Zhao Teng's troops were surging and rushing, and soon, they had come to a position surrounded by flames.

What he was facing was not a chaotic and chaotic situation, but dozens of neatly arranged Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

The black bull array in front had just been engulfed in flames, and Qing Yu was about to lead her disciples to withdraw, but she didn't expect that as soon as she turned around the formation, she actually saw Zhao Teng's radical troops at this time.

The direction they rushed out in was on the left hand side of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples when they faced the Black Bull Formation.

It's densely wooded, and it's a great place to sneak in.

Zhao Teng had been confronting the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect for nearly half a cup of tea, his brows were deep, obviously he didn't expect that the dynasty army would let these swordsmen wait here, he was really surprised.

I didn't know the depth for a while, Zhao Teng didn't dare to attack rashly, and he didn't want to turn around and leave, after all, it could be seen that the number of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect was not large, and he was reluctant to get the fruitful results that were about to come.

Qing Yucui's eyebrows frowned slightly, there were many people on the other side, and she would never order a retreat, because once she retreated, it would be a more ferocious and cruel pursuit.

It is better to respond to all changes with the same change, and confront them first, if they can be deterred, they will surrender without a fight.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, and he pondered with heavy eyebrows: This army is strong and menacing. After a long confrontation here, he didn't make any moves, obviously seeing the strict formation of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, which made him feel that he had encountered an unexpected opponent.

At this time, too many doubts are a kind of baggage.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's disciples had just disintegrated the stubborn formation of the Black Bull Charging Formation, and they already needed to rest due to excessive consumption.

And Zhao Teng and the others came prepared, and their morale was sufficient. If he keeps worrying, he will let this sharp morale eat into his own hands and slander the high morale of the sergeants.

Obviously, if it continues to delay, Zhao Teng will do more harm than good. The reason why he hesitated was to find the flaws of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword.

Once found, it is devoured with ferocity.

Qingyucui's eyebrows frowned slightly, her ancient apricot eyes were opposite to Zhao Teng's unruly gaze, and through the desolate smoke of the war, part of their memories were overlapped and entangled.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, long time no see. ”

Qingyu's lips were faintly desolate, and she said in a clear voice.

Zhao Teng's unruly eyes relaxed slightly, and said: "The green mountains are so charming, and they are tears in people's eyes." Princess Qingyu, you abandoned me on our wedding night, did you ever think that we would meet eventually?"