When the flame guide from the Flame Mountain was about to fall in the air, the monks from Tubo used their skills to form a silver-white ring to block the fall of the flame lead.

At this time, if the flame falls, all people will not be spared. Because according to legend, a flame can lead to explosions and fires for several kilometers, not to mention, so many flames lead to it! If it falls, the entire Ming army will not be spared!

Of course, the Warat army is not immune, but at this moment, Wang Liang's approach is a practice of breaking the net and ending up together, perhaps, he has a unique self-defense thing!

Everyone looked at those beads nervously, those colorful beads, everyone really hoped that this universe had never had these things!

However, the reality is so cruel, there are some things you don't want, he will come!

Wang Liang was chanting the mantra on one side, and the flames were falling on the other, seeing that the situation was inevitable!

At this time, outside the formation, Yang Qianli and they found that there was a person standing, wasn't that Mr. Fan Yu? It seemed that the situation was critical, and he left the planetarium and came directly to the scene!

He was also chanting incantations constantly, working with the Tibetan monks to stop the flames from falling. However, the flame lead is still slowly falling, because the flame lead itself will have a huge force that collides with the ground! As long as it is sacrificed in the air, it will automatically desire to collide with the ground, realize its explosion, and realize its excitation!

The holy water in Mr. Fan Yu's hand, the bottle of holy water brought back from Changbai Mountain, has been used up, at this moment, looking at all this, he is slightly anxious in his heart, but he can't be anxious, because if there is a slight fluctuation in emotions, the mana will be greatly reduced, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

All this is so weird, the Taoists on both sides, the monks from the original way, and the generals on both sides, on the grassland, at this moment, performed a tense scene of life and death.

At this moment, a horse galloped over, and Yang Qianli saw that he didn't know that person, and that person was holding a silver bottle in his hand. He came galloping.

When he ran to Mr. Fan, he put the bottle on the ground next to Mr. Fan.

"Sir, Ma Wu is here, this is the bottle of holy water from Changbai Mountain that Ma Wu took!"

Mr. Fan saw it, and he nodded. Stretching out his right hand, he made a gentle upward movement towards the bottle.

Slowly, the bottle rose into the air, rose into the air, and slowly poured out. Water droplets slowly emerge and begin to coalesce in the air.

The sky was immediately covered with dark clouds, and the whole sky seemed to be pregnant with a heavy rainstorm! When the clouds could not hold so many droplets, the rain poured into the ground.

Immediately after that, a downpour poured down, and at this moment in the air there seemed to be a big dragon, spitting out this rain!

At this time, not far away, on another battlefield, Zhu Zhaohou looked at this big dragon in the air?

"Isn't this the monster of Changbai Mountain?" Zhu Zhaohou thought to himself.

I saw that the monster kept pouring holy water, and the water flew like an arrow towards those flames.

Wang Liang was shocked, he hurriedly and quickly cast a spell, trying to stop this from happening, but the monster's mouth quickly squirted out of something, flew down, and hit him in the face at once, Wang Liang suddenly began to be confused, his sword could not be raised, he could not speak and chant the incantation.

When that thing fell to the ground, Wang Liang saw it, it was a jade seal, he didn't know what seal it was, but on the top of that seal, a dragon was carved, and he looked at this seal, a little trance.

Soon, the water arrows shot at the flame leads.

In an instant, the flames began to lose their light and color, as the holy water continued to shoot down on them. Slowly, the flames had lost all color and light, and they turned to the color of earth.

It seemed like they weren't in any danger anymore, and slowly, they fell to the ground, melting into the dust.

Wang Liang looked at all this and sighed.

He walked to the center of the platform, took one of the torches that were burning there, and walked to the corner of the platform, where there was a fuse, which was the one that lit the gunpowder buried under the whole main position, and it was supposed to be the last ambush.

"Stop, stop him!" Yang Qianli saw all this.

I saw that the Jianzhou Jurchen Chaji quickly bent his bow and set up an arrow, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, the bow was like a full moon, and the arrow was like a meteor, and the arrow flew towards Wang Liang!

When Wang Liang was about to lean over and light the fire, he shot this sharp arrow into his back, which was a strong bow unique to the Jianzhou Jurchens, this bow had an extremely long range and often achieved great results in wars.

After Wang Liang was hit by this arrow, his whole body was shocked, and then he didn't move, and then he turned his head slowly, he saw this arrow, and he knew that this arrow would make him lose his life, or let him no longer see the blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars in front of him!

His eyes rolled in all directions, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't, at this time, Mr. Fan Yu rushed over, "Senior brother, junior brother!" Fan Yu was shouting.

Wang Liang looked at Fan Yu, his mouth moved slowly, but his voice could no longer be heard.

"Senior brother, if you didn't go down the mountain back then, we are now practicing swords, playing chess, watching the sea of clouds, watching the sunrise, we are living a fairy life, why do you want to go down the mountain, why do you have to pursue glory and wealth, don't you know, those are all illusory?" Mr. Fan burst into tears at the moment.

Yang Qianli also arrived at this moment, he looked at Mr. Fan's appearance, he didn't expect that a cold person like Mr. Fan would be so emotionally exposed in the face of such a life and death parting.

Yang Qianli sighed, "Hurry up and investigate the hidden dangers of gunpowder, cut off all the fuses, hurry, hurry!" For the rest of the people, it is better to persuade those Warat soldiers to surrender, and let the Warat army do it! Yang Qianli is in full swing with the arrangement.

At this moment, the Qiankun Bagua Heavenly Fire Array has been completely broken, the enemy has been fleeing in all directions, many soldiers have laid down their weapons under the persuasion of the Warat soldiers, and many of them have surrendered to Timuxin's troops with their entire army, and most of them are estimated to have done their work in advance. In this case, it will be very beneficial for the next step to attack the whole territory of Warat and help Timuxin regain the entire power.

The cleaning of the battlefield was underway, and Yang Qianli saw the explosive bag half-buried in the ground, and he was terrified.

He remembered the scene just now, if the flame exploded, the entire huge power, hundreds of thousands of Ming troops would be wiped out.

If Wang Liang ignited the explosives on the ground, everyone in sight would also be blown away!

Yang Qianli sighed, "It's so dangerous!" He said to himself.

It's just that I don't know that at that critical moment, what hit Wang Liang's face was something, Yang Qianli was a little curious, after all, it was something that spewed out of the dragon's mouth, and he looked everywhere, but he searched all over the platform and around, but he couldn't find that thing anymore.

That thing was destined to activate the supernatural prophecy again, it was the seal of the Great Tomorrow, a huge symbol of world domination, and at this moment it fell on the Mongolian steppe in front of him, buried deep in this land. That is the symbol of the imminent unification of this land.

But at this moment, Mr. Fan's pain was beyond measure, and that Ma Wu walked over, "Mr. Fan, you mourn, everyone has their own fate, and my master obtained such an ending, and he also suffered by himself!" At this moment, Ma Wu's eyes were also full of tears.

He also remembered a lot of things, remembered the first time Wang Liang rescued him from the world of a homeless child, remembered the various scenes where Wang Liang taught him martial arts and spells, in fact, the master was still very good to him, very kind, the relationship between them has always been very good, and his tears could not help himself.

"But, Master, why did you come to Warat, why did you go against our country, since you started to want to go against our country, I couldn't accept myself in my heart, although Ma Wu was rescued by you from the homeless children, but Ma Wu also read since he was a child, Ma Wu remembered that in the first book that my dead mother taught me, it was about Ma Wu to be loyal to the monarch and patriotism, and how could Ma Wu disobey the teachings of his deceased mother!" Ma Wu muttered.

Fan Yu looked at him and sighed, "Ma Wu, you are a good boy!" Mr. Fan said.

"Uncle Shi, in this world, we are the only relatives!" Ma Wu cried.

"Let's go, Ma Wu, take your master, the matter here is over, let's go home!" Mr. Fan said softly.

"Well, yes, uncle, let's go home!" Ma Wu hugged Wang Liang. They walked in the direction of the Central Plains.

"Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan!" Yang Qianli was shouting.

Fan Yu turned around, "General Yang, the general is the pillar of the country, in the future, he will serve the country and the people, serve the territory, take care!" The general told His Majesty that His Majesty can think about the country and the people at any time, and it is really a Ming Jun, and the things that Your Majesty is destined to do will turn into fate, and he will have the place where Fan Yu can be used in the future, and come to Lushan to find me! The matter of Warat has been decided, and the next step is to open up the great cause of peace and make contributions for all generations according to His Majesty's arrangement! Fan Yu farewell, take care general! ”

After that, Fan Yu turned around, and when Yang Qianli looked again, there was no trace of Mr. Fan and Ma Wu on the ground.

"It's really a fairy!" Yang Qianli sighed.