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"If this is not the case, Situ is just an ant, which can be destroyed with his hands!"

Biqing Lao Dao supported his body and said with a proud face.

"When I have recovered from my wounds, I will cut off his head and destroy his door. ”

"The Taoist is right!"

Childe nodded and said with a smile.

"It's me who thinks too much, no matter how strong an ant is, it's just an ant. ”

"Abbot, it's not good. ”

"A large number of officers and soldiers gathered outside the Taoist temple, and they claimed to have been ordered by Shangfeng to raze the Taoist temple to the ground!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a pale face and no trace of blood on his face stumbled in and said with some horror.

"What!"

Biqing Lao Dao, who was still there just now, suddenly changed his face, and his face was shocked and incredulous.

"How is this possible?"

"This is the industry to which Yuqing Dao belongs, how can there be officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress it?"

"Damn, it must have been Du Laosan who betrayed us!"

Childe's eyes were gloomy, and he slapped his palm heavily with a paper fan, and said angrily and angrily.

"How many officers and soldiers are here?"

"Who is the leader?"

Biqing Lao Dao was strong and asked angrily.

"Abbot, the officers and soldiers outside are in the dark, and I don't know how many there are, but there must be at least a few hundred. ”

"The leader is Hu Tingyu, the inspector of Zhibei County. Faintly in the Chinese army, there are also Hu Buwei, Fu Juren and others. ”

The middle-aged Taoist calmed down his mood, sorted out his thoughts, and then said.

"Zhibei County only has a garrison of a few hundred people, which is pouring out of the nest. It's really good to look up to the old way... ”

Biqing Lao Dao's face was pale, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, as if he was a blue wolf who could choose someone to devour at any time.

"Abbot, the officers and soldiers are menacing, and they also carry siege equipment such as crash cars and cocoon cars, even if the disciples work hard, I am afraid they will not be able to resist for long. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked ugly and said with some sneering.

"Are you afraid, do you want to give up the foundation that the ancestor worked so hard to lay?"

Biqing Lao Dao's eyes rolled, looked at the middle-aged Taoist who looked a little hasty, and asked with a strange expression.

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

Seeing that Biqing Lao Dao's face was strange and his eyes were faintly fierce, the middle-aged Taoist hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied loudly.

"Humph!"

"Forgive me for not daring!"

The anger just now consumed a lot of Biqing Lao Dao's mind, he closed his eyes a little tiredly, and said in a low voice:

"The Taoist temple is not in these buildings at all, nor in the Taoist priests who bind their hair and practice, but in the underworld. As long as the Yin Land does not fall, even if the Taoist Temple suffers from the catastrophe of the sword soldiers, there will be a day of reconstruction. ”

"Tell me to go down, the core disciples in the door, the talented disciples escape through the secret passage!"

"No!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's tense face suddenly relaxed, and his eyes revealed a very vague hint of happiness for the rest of his life.

"What about the other disciples?"

"The time has come for them to be loyal to their patriarchs. ”

Biqing Lao Dao's eyes did not open, and he said indifferently.

"No!"

Looking at the indifferent Biqing Old Dao, the middle-aged Taoist priest only felt a chill in his back.

It was hundreds of disciples, and they were abandoned without a word.

He could imagine the fate of these people, either they were killed on the spot by officers and soldiers, or they were imprisoned as demons, and the end would be miserable.

The footsteps of the middle-aged Taoist priest gradually became inaudible, and Biqing Lao Dao's closed eyes opened, and his eyes looked at the direction of his departure in a complicated manner, and then he sighed faintly.

"Does Childe think Lao Dao is too ruthless?"

"The officers and soldiers came too suddenly, and Lao Dao was not prepared at all. Without them resisting in front, the core disciples would have no way to transfer at all. ”

"It's not that the old Tao is not merciful, but for the sake of the future of Yuqing Dao, I can only give them up ruthlessly. ”

Biqing Lao Dao ignored the reactions of others, asked and answered himself, I don't know whether to tell my son, or to others, or finally to myself.

But no matter who he speaks to, the fact that those Taoist priests are abandoned as outcasts will not change.

。。。

In front of the Yuqing Temple is a large open space, where the Taoist priests in the temple practice martial arts and boil their bodies. Or gather believers from all over the world and open an altar to preach here.

But at this time, this clearing was full of armored soldiers.

At the forefront of the formation, the long sword soldiers in leather armor and armed with Pu knives stood at the forefront of the military formation, and they were composed of the elite of the army, like a sharp chisel that could break through all defenses.

Behind them were spearmen with spears in their arms, and these two arms cooperated with each other, attacking and defending from afar.

And in the rear of these two armies, there are a hundred men who control the strings.

One hundred crossbowmen are Hu Tingyu's backhand and his big killer.

You must know that the control of bows and crossbows by the great cadres can be called strict, and those who have no merit and fame will be convicted of a felony if they possess more than ten bows and crossbows in private.

Only the regular government army can have crossbowmen.

Hu Buwei, Fu Juren, Situ Xing and others stood in the center of the battle array, surrounded by guards with shields, and they looked at the direction of the Taoist temple with cold faces.

The top of the sergeant's head was connected into clouds, like a red sun rising, and there was an indescribable heat. In this blazing heat, the iron-blooded military qi kept tumbling, turning into a strange beast that looked like a tiger.

With a hideous face, he looked at the direction of the Taoist temple.

Hu Tingyu was wearing armor made of pieces of iron that looked like it was covered with fish scales, holding a spear in his hand, and his body stood straight on top of the two chariots. The qi and blood above his head were as straight as wolf smoke, and with the blessing of the battle array, the strength and speed of his whole body had greatly improved.

His eyes looked at the door closed, like a jade Qingguan without people. From time to time, there is a hideous look in the eyes.

He knew it was all an illusion. The Taoist priests of Yuqingguan are still martial, and everyone has good skills. They will definitely not be captured just because the imperial army has arrived.

Moreover, the Taoist priests in the view are mostly good at witchcraft, and can call the wind and rain and control the ghosts and gods.

He can't help but be cautious.

The reason why there is no reaction now is because they are all hiding in the shadows of the corners, and the stalking poisonous snakes are even more dangerous.

Hu Tingyu was observing the reaction of the Taoist temple, and he had scruples, how could the people in the Taoist temple not be like this?

Hu Buwei sat in the middle palace, respectfully holding the Beijun Xingwen in his hand, a trace of red dragon qi entangled, as vigorous as the morning glow, and as blazing as the sun.

The law is not a nobleman!

In the face of this strong dragon qi and military qi, there was no way for their spells to be cast.

"Kill!"

There was a Taoist priest with a hideous face, his whole body was filled with black gas, looking at the strong army standing there quietly, some unbelieving evil patted his head, only to see a hideous face, dripping blood all over his body, holding a knife wheel Shura suddenly flew out.

Yin God!

This is the Shura Yin God that Taoist priests have cultivated for decades, and it is the most murderous. And it is formless and substantial, coming and going without a trace, and there are no less than 100 creatures who have died under the Shura knife wheel over the years.

That's why this Shura can be so fierce and bloodthirsty.

Shura Yin Shen glanced at the Taoist priests around him fiercely, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty look, like a hungry lone wolf.

Seeing other people's hearts can't help but tighten. Subconsciously grasp the magic weapon in your hand and protect your whole body.

Fortunately, this Shura had not completely lost his mind, and after hovering in the air like a vulture, he fell like a meteor to the military formation in front of him.

"Damn it. ”

Situ Xing's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Shura, who was full of blood, and his face suddenly became cold and solemn.

What a damn one!

"Kun position, a hundred steps, shoot!"

Wang Laoji's eyes glowed with a ghostly light, pointing to the southwest direction, and said loudly.

"No!"

Several specially dressed crossbowmen, under the command of Wang Laoji, threw arrows that were red in color and looked like they were coated with blood.

Now!

Now!

Now!

The bloodthirsty Shura dodged left and right in embarrassment, looking at the black smoke wounds on his body with palpitations, and the arrows planted in the ground coated with cinnabar black dog blood.

Just now, his dodge slowed down a bit, and he was scratched by a stray arrow.

The black dog blood and cinnabar on the arrow branch corroded his body like sulfuric acid, emitting a black and unpleasant smelling gas.

The Taoist priest who hid in the shadows and paid attention to it from time to time also showed a look of horror on his face. Black dog blood and cinnabar are no less than intestinal poison for people who have just broken through the Yin God Realm.

Only after attaining the ghost immortal, experiencing the thunder tribulation, and turning the body from yin to yang, will the fear of this pure yang thing be greatly reduced.

Oh!

The bloodthirsty Shura looked at the marksman in the center of the battle formation in fear, as well as the crimson flying feathers in their quivers, and subconsciously wanted to return.

But his fear soon faded.

Because the battle array was connected into clouds, the qi and blood that were as hot as flames seemed to come to life, and it was a rush forward in an instant. Before the Shura Yin God could react, he was ignited by the powerful qi and blood. In the unbelievable eyes of everyone, it was completely turned into ashes.

"I really don't know if I'm alive or dead. The military array is the place where the blood and evil qi are the most vigorous, and the Beijun Xingwen enshrined in the center of this place is hot, even if the ghosts and immortals do not collide. It's just a little Taoist who has just stepped into the Yin God Realm, and he even dares to break into battle. ”

Wang Laoji watched Shura being ignited by qi and blood and turning into ashes, and a sneer couldn't help but rise at the corner of his mouth.

Boom!

Located in the middle of the Taoist temple, sitting cross-legged on the ground, it is like a sleeping Taoist priest's head suddenly exploding. The corpse fell stiffly to the ground, without a trace of life.

The remaining Taoist priests looked at the war with a frightened expression, as if there was a giant beast hidden inside, indescribably hideous and terrifying.

"Why is this happening?"

"How is this possible, who is that qi and blood urged, and why did it suddenly come to life and roll upside down?"

The rest of the Taoist priests looked at the Yin God who was burned to ashes by the blazing qi and blood, and looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise, and their faces were incredulous.