"There is a yin and yang realm in the world, just as a river has each other's banks. It stands to reason that only by crossing the river can we communicate with each other, and only by crossing life and death can we communicate yin and yang, which you and I both know ......"

The old protector closed the book, handed it to Zhuang Zuo, and then said: "This book is also a collection of Yidi songs, I don't like books with too much ink in this pen, but I just saw it, and it really looks like a work of Xia Guiyi, but some of the statements are quite consistent with the current situation......"

Knock, knock, knock! The drums beat again in the distance.

"It's important!" Zhuang Zuo turned a few pages and returned the book to the old guardian, holding his craggy arm, urging.

The old protector nodded with a little shame - this time should indeed contain his rambling temperament - and continued: "Although there is also our common saying about each other's shores in this book, it is said that the first emperor used the dragon's spine as an anchor and the dragon's teeth as a nail in order to live forever, and forcibly dragged the other side on this shore, causing the two worlds to overlap......"

"What does this have to do with immortality?" asked Cutting Bing, tilting his head.

"What does this have to do with the Black Cavalry?" Zhuang Zuoyi pulled Chen Jiebing behind him and motioned for her not to interject.

"If you don't cross the river, you won't live and die. The old protector Chong Bing smiled kindly, and then looked back at Zhuang Zuo, "They are stacked on top of each other, but they are not one, Fang Shi has skills, I don't know how the First Emperor is, but I think there is no difference between life and death and ordinary people......"

Outside the temple, the iron hooves are near.

"Say what to do!" Zhuang Zuo anxiously glanced back at the outside and urged.

"Spirits, ghosts, and spirits should not exist on this shore, and since these black cavalry can manifest, there must be something anchored on this shore, and the anchor is destroyed, and the ship is from the shore. ”

There was a bang, and the tide of people poured into the backyard, followed by a black mist that could only see the horse's head and front hooves, through the door wall, condensed in the middle of the crowd, and turned into a tall cavalryman who looked at the grass.

Zhuang turned his left to face the enemy, and his posture was wide open, protecting the old and young behind him.

"Where's the anchor?" he asked, turning his head quickly.

At this time, the black cavalry was no more than ten paces away.

"The anchor is in the jaw mountain. ”

Seven steps.

"How can I rush to Jaw Mountain!"

Five steps.

"His majesty the national teacher can't call the divine arts?"

Three steps.

"How can I ...... anything" Zhuang Zuo was about to say something, only then did he remember that he was taking the name of a great teacher who had learned through the six disciplines, shouldn't he be ......

At this time, the black cavalry rushed to within three steps, only to see him stop his horse, and the halberd in his hand was raised diagonally, and it was about to touch the left rib of Zhuang——

"Your Majesty, block!" shouted the old guardian behind him, and he could hear that he was exerting force.

Zhuang Zuo heard the sound of the horizontal sword parrying, only to see the black mist on the cavalry's body burst, revealing the dry bones under the armor.

Table tennis!

The golden stone of the sword halberd striking each other was crisp, Zhuang held the handle with one hand, and held the sheath against the blade with one hand, the three-foot-three-inch round Mao sword, and the eight-inch square halberd was erected, and the runes on the sword body were rhythmic, like a golden snake spitting letters, and the light burst out, shaking the black cavalry's hand to loosen.

"My mana is limited, and summoning a skeleton is already the limit, and I can summon a skeleton if I quickly destroy this horse!" behind him, the old protector urged.

Zhuang Zuo glanced at it when he heard this, and there were more than 100 black cavalry coming through the wall, and most of them were busy killing the crowd, but there were no less than ten horsemen coming at him.

"Hide back!" Zhuang shouted to the old and young on the left side of his face, and his body immediately jumped up, and he stabbed down a gold-piercing talisman when he closed his hand, and as soon as the rune was completed, it turned into a white sharp arrow and went straight down.

The cavalry raised his head, only to hear a crisp sound, and the skull cover in the middle of the white mang penetrated into the brick ground under it.

I saw that the dry bones were broken, and they fell to the ground one by one, and there were bursts of crisp sounds.

"Ride on the right front!"

A horse was extinguished, and the old man behind him was busy and turning, and in front of the right of the place where Zhuang left fell, the black fog exploded, and the bones of another cavalry were called.

Seeing this, Zhuang Zuo raised his hand and was about to draw a talisman, but there was a cavalry attack on one side, and he saw that the spear was about to cross his left and right temples-

"This can't be stopped!" the old protector was afraid that he would not be able to tell the difference, so he hurriedly reminded.

Of course, Zhuang Zuo knew that as long as he was touched by these black cavalry, he would end up in ashes like those people. He kicked his legs and flipped back, and the light of the rune culture that had just started in front of him dissipated.

The bone-turning cavalry intersected with the spear-wielding cavalry, rushed forward, and still attacked Zhuang Zuo.

Zhuang Zuo squatted and landed, his position was low, and the cavalry reined in his horse and stabbed down with the spear in his hand.

I saw Zhuang's left hand slap the ground, curl up and roll forward, dodge a stabbing shot, and slashed everything under the horse's belly, breaking all four hooves.

The black horse fell on its side, and after another blow to the golden talisman, the cavalry's bones were shattered.

"Left front ......" the old guard turned his hand and was about to perform a spell, when he suddenly saw a white shadow flashing in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, he actually ran behind Zhuang to the left.

The beast under the ghost girl's crotch was very weird, and its four hooves seemed to be ice blades, but it was a small arc less than half of its length, so it turned towards Zhuang and went straight to Zhuang's left back.

"Be careful!" shouted the old caretaker.

Zhuang Zuo turned around, but saw the ghost girl's veil move slightly, a chuckle floated out, the white gauze and snow mane swayed with the wind, and the horse under the crotch went around again, and swept towards the old and the young.

The old guard hurriedly turned the Dao method in his hand, and with a thought, the bones of the black cavalry were returned, and with a thought, the white gauze girl did not change.

Thinking about it, she was not half wrapped in black fog with the black cavalry, and under that veil was always a pretty face carved in ice and jade, whether her own god-calling technique worked or not, and the old protector didn't know.

After the white horse, Zhuang Zuo also rushed to this side in a few moments, the golden light flashed away, it was not as fast as the horse's hooves, the white gauze woman body was like a swimming snake, the waist was like a willow, her legs were wrapped around the saddle, and the upper body probed into the old and young, like Hua Dan throwing water sleeves, and the scimitar in her left hand was cut into the armpit of the old protector.

The old guard endured the severe pain, tightly twisted the seal in his hand, and the scimitar went into the bone, and the hand did not let go.

Sure enough, the technique of calling the gods also worked on this white-gauze girl, otherwise, the moment the scimitar touched him, the old protector would have been wiped out.

It's just that the graceful posture of this white gauze girl seems to be not easy to exert force, and this knife is picked into the armpit of the old escort officer, and half of it has not entered in the stalemate, and there is another force, which can cut off his entire arm.

It's just that after the white horse, the golden light jumped, Zhuang Zuo raised his sword, and stabbed forward in the air, already close.

The white gauze girl hurriedly pulled the scimitar in her left hand, but threw her right hand, and the force was so fierce that the curved blade of the scimitar also penetrated into the chest of the old guardian.

Blood poured out of the old guard's mouth, and the twisted Inden in his hand loosened. At this time, the Yuanmao Sword was about to pierce into the vest of the white gauze girl, but when it arrived, it was like piercing the air, and the speed did not decrease at all, and it stabbed forward.

Zhuang Zuo knew that something was wrong, but he was afraid that something bad would happen if he ran into the ghost girl, so he hurriedly shook out a mountain fire talisman.

I saw the flames burst out, stopping Zhuang's left front stabbing figure, and making him fall backwards in embarrassment.

The blood in the mouth of the old guard has been vomited, but the blood in his chest is still bubbling, and he doesn't know how long he can hold it in one breath, but the flowers in his hand are flying and flipping, and it looks like another shout.

Zhuang Zuo jumped up from the ground and raised his sword to wait for an opportunity.

On the line between the two, the white-gauze girl was holding the horse's head, holding the remaining knife above her head with her left hand, and the black cavalry all over the city seemed to have received an order, with a sword and a halberd in her hand, but they were all ordinary movements.

Lao Suo's technique was completed, Zhuang Zuo's sword was raised, but the white gauze girl disappeared in an instant with the black cavalry all over the city.