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Strands of golden, hot and foul-smelling liquid, pouring from the sky like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, were protruding through the cracks in the wall, and the bandits who were trying to climb up like geckos were instantly doused on their heads. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe red-hot liquid instantly burned their skin, and the red muscles were exposed to the air, faintly visible beef-like lines.

Yes!

A bandit's face was splashed with gold juice, his eyes were instantly blinded, and the skin on his face was even more hot, falling off layer after layer.

Because he couldn't bear the severe pain, he subconsciously wanted to touch it with his hands. Without the support of his palm, his body fell from the air as if in free fall, slamming heavily on the ground, black blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and soon gathered into a mess, and he couldn't live.

The bandits who survived by luck were severely burned on the skin of their bodies, and there were huge blister-like bumps on the surface, which exploded like firecrackers when touched lightly with their hands, and the red and yellow mixed liquid splashed everywhere.

But none of these are the scariest.

The most frightening thing is that the name of the gold juice sounds very elegant and noble, but it is made of human and animal feces, urine, etc.

The chance of the wound being infected will be very large, and in ancient times when there were no anti-inflammatory drugs, there was no way to treat this kind of injury, and you could only wait for death in pain.

Looking at the wounded who were rolling on the ground in pain, life was worse than death, and the little courage that had just been ignited in the hearts of others disappeared in an instant.

No matter how Du Laosan scolded and scolded him, the bandits didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, for fear of being burned by the blazing gold juice.

It's not that they're cowardly and afraid of death, it's that this golden juice is too vicious.

If it is poured on a person, not only will the skin of the whole body be burned and festered, but in the end, he will die of infection and see his whole body suppurate and rot a little bit.

This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can endure.

Therefore, the vast majority of people who are burned by gold juice will end themselves or ask others to cut off their heads because they can't bear the great pain.

It can be said that the golden juice is an ancient biological and chemical weapon, and it is also the kind that cannot be saved.

"How dare you fight?"

Du Laosan looked at the frightened looks of the people below, and had the intention to forcibly order them to attack the city regardless of casualties. Afraid of causing a mutiny, there was no other way, so he could only point a long knife at Yang Shou, who was standing on the head of the city, and shouted and cursed.

"Humph!"

Yang Shou looked at the bandits who were standing on top of the city, looking at the low morale below, as if they could collapse and flee at any time, and snorted coldly, and his eyes couldn't help showing disdain.

What a rabble.

If it is a well-trained army, as long as the war drums sound, let alone this bit of golden juice, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of them, the soldiers will not hesitate to advance and fight for their lives.

Looking at Du Laosan, who was standing under the city wall and kept insulting and trying to provoke Yang Shou, the disdain at the corner of Yang Shou's mouth became even stronger.

It's ridiculous.

The confrontation between the two armies is not a street fight.

As a general, of course, you must be brave. But you also have to be sensible, how can you be hot-headed because of one or two words of abuse?

"Shoot!"

A sneer hung on the corner of Yang Shou's mouth, and with a light press of his palm, the soldier pulled out his longbow and shot arrows one after another.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Long arrows slipped down, and Du Laosan dodged in embarrassment. Looking at the increasingly low morale, his eyes showed an anxious look.

However, the generals at the head of the city were surprisingly cunning. Far with a bow and arrow, close with a spear. Du Laosan commanded several charges in a row, but did not attack the city, but lost a few good hands.

"It's rubbish. ”

Biqing Laodao stood on the top of the mountain, looking down with blazing eyes, he could naturally find Du Laosan's dilemma, and couldn't help but scold hatefully.

"Fortunately, Master Dao, I was prepared. The ghost soldiers borrowed the way, the living avoided it, and any living beings they encountered would be squeezed dry and angry by them, although it was only half an hour, but it was enough to turn Situ Mansion into a ruin. ”

"Although attacking the city with ghost soldiers is interfering with the underworld and the yang, and it will be discovered by the gods, but now I can't care so much. ”

Biqing Lao Dao's eyes were gloomy and cruel, and he took out a broken flag from his arms, as if it was burning with blood, and a bronze-colored drum full of history.

This banner is a battle flag on the battlefield, and after the soldiers died in battle, the heroic spirit did not disperse, and was collected by Biqing to sacrifice by various means, and turned into a protector of the law.

Although the Taoist soldiers are exquisitely trained, they are ghost soldiers after all, and they interfere with the yang world with the yin world, and once they are discovered by the gods, they will definitely suffer from being eaten by the great dragon qi.

If you are not lucky, you can't say that you will die.

In the Great Dry World, Shinto is dependent on humanity, and the ghosts and gods who patrol the night will patrol this place after half an hour.

So, he only had half an hour to cast spells.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The desolate sound of drums came from the mountain, the dark clouds covered the bright moon, the trees on the hill made a rustling sound without wind, and a cloud of black gas visible to the naked eye rolled down the mountain.

Faintly visible, under a blood-red battle flag, countless ghost soldiers with broken armor, missing limbs and legs, and red light in their eyes.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

A wild wolf couldn't dodge, and crashed into the black qi of the ghost soldier, its body seemed to be a punctured balloon, and it became shriveled in an instant, and even the hair on its body lost its luster in an instant, as if it was a dried corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Chirp!

Chirp!

Chirp!

The creatures all over the mountain felt the rich yin qi, and they didn't care about the darkness of the night, and fled in all directions in terror, and the animals that couldn't avoid being swept into the yin qi turned into dry corpses in an instant, and there was no longer the breath of life.

Du Laosan looked at the woods with some surprise, wild wolves, wild boars, hares and other animals rushed out of the mountains and forests, rushed past everyone, and fled into the distance as if fleeing for their lives.

"What's going on. ”

Suddenly, Du Laosan's pupils contracted suddenly, and there was a frightened look on his face. Because he saw a black mist sweeping in, and there was a blood-red banner fluttering faintly in it, and under the battle flag, countless ghost soldiers with red eyes were looking up to the sky and roaring.

"The ghost soldiers borrowed the way, and the living avoided it. ”

"The ghost soldiers borrowed the way, and the living avoided it. ”

"The ghost soldiers borrowed the way, and the living avoided it. ”

"It's a ghost soldier!"

"No wonder the animals in the woods are migrating for their lives. ”

Du Laosan's pupils contracted, his whole body trembled, he didn't care about others, his feet were forced, and his body was a little embarrassed and shot in the direction of the animal's departure.

What is this?

The Black Tiger Gang members looked at the black qi circling and tumbling with some surprise, as well as the faintly visible battle flags fluttering, and the ghost pawns with hideous faces and red eyes waving swords under the battle flag.

Hell!

The person who reacted ignored the arrows falling from the air and ran in the opposite direction as if frantically. But there were always a few slow to react, and the black mist came forward and engulfed them in an instant. When the mist lifted again, several corpses that had been drained of their essence and blood were lying on the ground.

"The ghost soldier borrowed the way, and it must be the ghost soldier who borrowed the way. ”

The rest of the disciples had frightened looks on their faces and rushed forward desperately.