The sky is bright, Qing Qin is calling the battle below, it seems that his days are not slippery, Yan Guo must be urging him to move closer to Gaoyi, or directly drive straight into Handan, attack Handan, but he has been stagnant in Daiyi for five or six days, the soldiers are very fast, these damn six days have consumed the most favorable opportunity for them to attack Handan, and all this is what Zhao Guo wants. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tom tom, the drums of the attack sounded one after another, and Zipei sat on his horse and rushed out of the city gate, followed by a small group of fierce soldiers.

As soon as they left the gates, the heavy gates creaked shut.

Qing Qin has a few more magic weapons in his hand, but he is hiding it, Zi Pei can't see it clearly, it seems that he also saw through Zi Pei's flaws yesterday.

Zi Pei cut his fingertips with the tip of the bud, and a few drops of golden blood seeped into the tip of the sword and disappeared in an instant, at this time, the blood-colored bud glowed with golden light, and a tiny beam of light on the tip of the sword rushed directly into the sky, it diverged, and its light was more dazzling than the sun that had just been revealed. However, this beam of light was only threading the needle, and slowly gathered a very thin and more dazzling beam of light from high in the sky and directly rushed to the tip of the open sword, and the sun at this time instantly changed color and darkened.

It is absorbing the pure yang light of the sun.

Thousands of people witnessed this sacred scene on this battlefield, and the Yan army was shocked by this glorious and terrifying scene, and they all limped their thighs, and they were only a few seconds away from kneeling.

However, for some reason, a thick black cloud protruded above the beam, obscuring the bright sunlight.

"It's not good, someone is secretly helping Yan Jun." Zipei never thought that the Scarlet Bud could absorb the sun's rays to increase its magic, and when the black cloud blocked it, the Scarlet Bud could not fully exert its power, and the only way it could fill its power was to suck human blood.

In his ears, "the soldiers are all arrayed in front...... this time it was even more urgent, as if it came out of the mouth of every Yan soldier, giving the ears a very uncomfortable tingle.

An old Taoist priest was sitting in the army, but he was closer to the front line, and Zipei saw him. He had pale temples and was dressed simply; With his hands clasped in front of his chest, his ten fingers skillfully moving and intersecting and repetitively assembling his fingers, from his energetic whispers, you can see that he is a very energetic practitioner. He ignores all living beings and manipulates these cold souls.

It seems that he must be the master of the West Mountain Cave Mansion and the master of Qing Qin.

And this voice is very familiar, he is the spellcaster from yesterday.

This spell has been passed from the Chinese army to the forward position, and this is a life and death disaster.

Rows of dead bodies stood on either side of him, and it seemed that he must have collected yesterday's corpses, as each one was bloodstained. They were manipulated by the old man in the middle.

At this time, the old man's face became more and more pale, it seemed that he had completely concealed his aura, he was a zombie like them, but he was a zombie king.

"The fighters are arrayed in front...... his wrist is constantly changing and unpacking, rolling and looping, and each pattern is like an instrument that supplies energy and transmits commands, these zombies are like crazy tigers and wolves, sending rounds of attacks at Xue Beilei.

At this time, Xue Beilei also turned into a multi-edged sword, constantly spinning its sharp blade wildly, it was a meat grinder, but it was minced with bloodless flesh, bursts of minced meat were thrown into the air not far away, and the minced flesh that occasionally splashed on the aura of the sword was burned into a puff of smoke.

Fortunately, it was the flesh of the corpse that was crushed, but the soldiers of Zhao State at the head of the city were also frightened and couldn't bear to look at it.

Zibei also gradually felt that his will was falling little by little, he had a sense of self, but he was gradually losing control of his body. He's about to become two-thirds of a zombie, and he'll end up being a hot-blooded zombie entirely.

Zi Pei is dominated by the consciousness of the only remaining people, every sword of Qing Qin is aimed at his vital point, but the moves are more magical than before, Zi Pei's body is a little sluggish, and the clothes outside are occasionally eaten by his sword, Zi Pei has never been so embarrassed, and the clothes on his body can no longer cover his body.

At this time, although Zibei was taken by the cold blade, his head gradually cleared up a little, but the pressure did not ease a little.

Qing Qin saw that the attack on the sub-match did not achieve the intended effect, so he took out a bronze mirror from the armor, at this time the sub-match was still in a trance, seeing his attempt but powerless, he could only fight to regain a little bit of autonomy.

This bronze mirror is the Hellfire Mirror, and what it radiates is the Hellfire Mirror, which is divided into several layers, the fire of hell, the fire of the sky, and the true fire of the three flavors. But it's not yang fire, it's yin fire, that is, cold fire, it's cold fire. However, the burning is stronger than the scorching fire, and it is also colder than the ice and snow.

There is no trace of fire in this fire, and others cannot perceive the power of fire; The fire penetrated directly into the flesh, burning from the inside out, and had no effect on anything outside the body, and there was nothing unusual about the stripes of his garments; His flesh was roasted in this cold fire, and soon a fishy smell wafted out, which was the smell of burning body fat. He's just a sheep on the grill at this point.

The smell of meat overflowed, causing everyone's infinite reverie, but these surrounding soldiers were controlled and could not appreciate the evocative smell wafting in the air.

The soul of the child is also tormented in this yin fire, and even the remaining one-third of humanity is consumed by the yin fire, while the two-thirds of the zombies do not suffer at all, which only alleviates his suffering. It's just that he has lost this last human position, is he still human?

He was struggling, and this opportunity to live and die was the best time for Qing Qin to attack Zipei, but he didn't bother to take this opportunity to attack Zipei, he wanted to slowly appreciate the whole process of Zipei turning into a bunch of delicious barbecue, and he was slowly appreciating the pain of Zipei being barbecued. He also wanted to taste the taste of roasted human flesh, which he had probably never tasted, after all, the master had taught him the Hellfire only yesterday; Now he proudly said, "This fire is very suitable for roasting human flesh, and the dragon liver and phoenix wings are nothing more than that." ”

"Be patient and roast slowly, this fragrance is pure! It smells much better than that roast beef. This would be the best Chinese food. ”

"Better some old wine! It's just that it's still on the battlefield, and when will this damn war end? However, it should be soon, roast this man, and then capture that beautiful girl alive, this battle is fruitful. A beauty, the most punctual beauty, holds it in her hand...... It's so cool! The saliva in his mouth flowed out, and the whole person was still on the verge of fantasy. No one could see him like this, the soldiers around him had lost their humanity, and the Zhao army in the city couldn't see clearly.

No one would have thought that slowly, this strange smell would disappear; His muscles were not at all unusual, and they had never produced the roasting effect that Qing Qin had expected.

His body was repairing itself, and even the three layers of fire could not help him.

He didn't use mana, he didn't have any mana at all, he was just an ordinary person, but he could withstand mana that inhumans could bear!

"See if you can survive my spells? It's just a small dish, and the big dish is still to come; This is just a meat dish, and the flesh and blood are still to come. He smiled coldly, but unfortunately Zibei couldn't see it, he was just defending himself instinctively.

Qing Qin pulled out a sword from his back, the sword was very ordinary, with a little rust spots, and it had never been able to emit any shocking sword light, it was not even as good as **** in front of the blood-colored bud, this was just its surface. The rusty spots were wrapped in the turbid water of the heavens and seas, and nothing could not turn into a puff of smoke under its erosion, even the sword forged by the aura of heaven and earth was corroded by it; And this rust spot is not rust patina, but a rust that is reflected in the eye and cannot be escaped by the eye; It is called sun and moon rust, which is the rust corroded by the years; Nothing in this sword can corrode it, except for ancient years, long enough to go back to the beginning of the formation of the universe.

The turbid water of the sky is wrapped in years and sticks to the sword made of the immortal qi of heaven and earth.

"You can't use your sword, but I've used the ancient years to bring you down, you're a mortal body after all. Can you survive these billions of years? Mortals only live for less than a hundred years, see how long you can sustain it? "Qing Qin thought of the rusty heavenly turbid water wrapped in the shell of the years on the outside of the sword, as soon as it touched your mortal body, refining the heavenly turbid water for hundreds of millions of years, to see if it could completely swallow your body?

The turbid water was so strong that as soon as it touched the sub-partner's body, it melted away that part of him, as if these parts of the body had never existed.

The sword of time is the most terrifying, and the compressed time has caused irreparable damage to mortal bodies.

The sword had not yet entered the body of the sub-match, and the sub-match disappeared like air; Isn't that scary? Qing Qin never expected such a good effect.

Qing Qin was really excited, but Xue Beilei was still resisting, and he was very unhappy.

"When I've cleaned up this man, I'll take you. It's such a sexual blessing. ”

And the soldiers of the two countries next to him were already zombie-like existences, their eyes were glazed, their actions were unified, their goals were the same, and even the soldiers brought by the subordinates turned their guns and roared towards the corner of the city.

Zombies are easy to exterminate, but zombie-like living people, Xue Beilei can't be strangled, not even killed by mistake. Otherwise, the other party will use this excuse to contact more demons, and in this way, a catastrophe in the world will be inevitable.

At this time, Xue Beilei could only turn into a beam of the Great Wall to block the attack of the Yan soldiers. In this way, Xue Beilei's weakness is obvious.

It's just that Qing Qin didn't expect that the black hole was just younger under the wrapping of ancient years; There is such a black hole in the cell of the submate, so that under the erosion of ancient years, the black hole in the subplot cell is younger, and the cell is younger.

In a trance, Zi Pei suddenly reappeared in the same place, he was younger and more energetic.

The sub-match rushed out of the control of the Dao Chief.

The Dao Chief's body quilt was shocked, shook, and seemed to fall, he took out a charm, bit his finger and stuck it on the charm, only to see a dark light burst out of the charm, straight to the sub-match, like a black net, the sub-match was matched in it.

The Taoist felt the power of Zibei's resistance, and his heart began to be afraid, this is impossible to happen, he is the only nemesis of this sword; Before this sword was handed over to him by the ancestor at the beginning, I don't know how many immortal lives were harvested, and the years have beaten them back to their original form and allowed them to cultivate again. And the sword absorbed all their infinite power, and the sword became an increasingly terrifying existence.

Now it's a bit bizarre that it has hit its only nemesis; It is also a miracle that the child is matched.

However, the Dao Chief's spell was too strong, and the sub-partner who had just escaped from the wolf's den fell into the tiger's mouth again.

Zibei felt the most real death.

"Looks like I'm going to die here." Zibei felt a little sad in his heart, but there was another choice, which was to burn his own life and defeat the initiator.

At this time, the soldiers had already begun to build ladders to attack the city, and the zombie-like Zhao soldiers helped to abuse them, desperately climbing along the high ladders to the city wall, and the soldiers on the city could not bear to be hurt, but they were former comrades-in-arms, and soon they climbed to the middle of the ladder.

Xue Beilei's beam couldn't stop the Dao Chief's control over the Zhao army under the city, she could only stop the Yan army from moving forward, but she couldn't resist it slowly.

"Goodbye, all my friends and relatives!" Taking advantage of a little soberness, Zi Pei stabbed the blood-colored bud in his chest, he wanted to feed the blood-colored bud with his own blood, and let it deal with the Taoist; This is truly his best and only option.

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