Section 40 Baili Tusu
Seeing that most of the humans had already walked onto the wooden bridge, Zilong silently walked back to Wolong's side, glanced at Wolong, and then looked at the other humans who were weak to the limit by the humans or on their backs, obviously the two of them were the two in the best situation among them. Zilong motioned for the Briton holding him to hurry across the bridge as well, and the Briton nodded and walked quickly onto the wooden bridge.
Zhang Lan and Li Junshan, who were at the end of the crowd, also came to his side at this time, but Zilong respectfully saluted Zhang Lan, and then gestured with his hand to signal Zhang Lan and them to get on the bridge quickly, Zhang Lan saw that she had no intention of walking with her, and also gestured to ask him why he didn't go, but after he gestured twice, Zilong's face changed dramatically, and he suddenly pushed away Zhang Lan who was blocking him, the strength was amazing, and Zhang Lan, who was caught off guard, fell out with Li Junshan beside him, Just when the frightened Zhang Lan and they didn't know why, the air around them seemed to have turned into flowing cement, imprisoning them at once, Zhang Lan used all the strength of his body, and tried to turn his body, only then did he see Zilong raising his hands, whispering incantations of unknown meaning in his mouth, and the raised hands seemed to be holding a weight of 10,000 tons, trembling and making a cracking sound of bone twisting from time to time, and his face was also twisted to the extreme due to the huge pressure, almost crushing his teeth and splashing blood, And the source of this great force floated in the sky above Zilong's diagonal sky.
It was a figure, he was in the air, blocking the starlight shining on Zhang Lan's side, looking up at him floating in the sky from Zhang Lan's point of view, he was like a god, and the starlight outlined the periphery of the black shadow in the air with silver edges, giving people supreme coercion. Zhang Lan couldn't see his face hidden in the dark shadows clearly, but the black light projected from his eyes was like the gate of hell, and it was so cold that people's souls were trembling.
The black shadow floated in the air, casually stretched out a finger to Zilong, but that finger was like the divine power of God, and the pressure in the air immediately increased several times, Zhang Lan and Li Junshan behind Zilong were still spurting blood from both mouths under the attack that had been cut off ninety percent of them, and Li Junshan was even more unconscious and prostrate on the ground.
Feeling that Zhang Lan was injured behind him, Zilong, who was already barely supporting under the attack of the black shadow, let out a low shout, and an air shield wall appeared in the air like a dome and slowly and firmly pushed towards the black shadow in the air, the black shadow saw that his eyes showed slight surprise, but his fingers were also slightly pressed down, and another even larger dome-shaped air shield was also generated in front of Zilong, blocking the advancement of Zilong's air shield, and Zhang Lan also heard a louder bone explosion on Zilong's body.
The air emitted a dense explosion under the suppression of the two forces, one large and one small, and the two vague domes stirred up by the air explosion collided in the sky to reveal that huge form, and the large dome was pressed down step by step, getting closer and closer to the ground.
The spell mixed with blood in Zilong's mouth became more and more urgent, and the bones of his arms burst more loudly, and his entire body was bent by the tremendous force.
Looking at Zilong, whose body was getting more and more bent, the huge pressure in the air squeezed Zhang Lan's body, and the rapidly growing arms also stopped growing at this time for some reason, and the flesh and blood that were still intertwined seemed to be forced into the body by this huge pressure at this moment, and it actually began to turn around and begin to grow inside the body, with the surging of flesh and blood on that arm, there seemed to be a fire in Zhang Lan's chest, which burned more and more fiercely in his body over time.
It didn't take long for Zilong's side to seem to have reached the limit, under the pressure of the large gas air shield, the small air shield could only barely cover the three people at this end of the wooden bridge, seeing that his small air shield was about to cover Zhang Lan, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, Zilong spewed out a mouthful of blood on the air cover in front of him, and the blood quickly turned into mist and merged into Zilong's air cover, and at the moment when the blood mist merged into the air cover, a sharp howl came out of Cong Zilong's mouth, Zhang Lan, who couldn't move on the ground, stretched out his hand to cover his ears, and at this moment, Zilong's colorless and formless air cover instantly turned into a blood-red bubble, and instantly swelled several times, becoming comparable to the big dome that was still roaring.
Seeing this scene, the black shadow floating in the air let out a contemptuous smirk between the swings of the cloth robe, he knew that Zilong was already desperately fighting for the last time, and after this move, he would also die of exhaustion. It seems that he needs to strengthen himself a little bit and give him a ride.
On the wooden bridge outside the range of fighting skills, the white Shura and the humans looked at everything that happened in front of them in horror, and when they saw the outstretched fingers of the black shadow gradually turning into fists, whether it was the white Shura who understood or the humans who didn't understand, their hearts couldn't help but feel deep despair, and the Wolong in the arms of the British was struggling with his weak body like a rag, and his eyes were about to split. shouted in Chinese: "Baili Tusu, do you really want to exterminate your clansmen and relatives?" "That's right, in the air is what people call the [Demon in the Castle], the [Gorgeous Cloth Robe Leader] that Davis said, and the historical figure intercepted from Chinese history, the Shura [Baili Tusu] who is wrapped in darkness as a gift.
Wolong's hoarse cry reached Tu Su's ears in the air, but it was only exchanged for a cold glance in his dark eyes. Although they were far away, Wolong still felt the cold in his eyes that made people's blood seem to freeze, and there was no trace of emotion. Seeing this gaze, Wolong closed his eyes in despair, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Tu Su's palm clenched little by little, and as his palm contracted, the qi shield that confronted the blood-red bubble suddenly became larger, enveloping the blood-red bubble in it, and every time his palm withdrew a little, the blood-red bubble shrank by a point, and at the same time, there were many more cracks on it. Looking at Zilong, who was already as rickety as an old man, the hideous smile in Tu Su's dark eyes was even stronger. When Zilong's blood-red bubble shrank to the point that it could only envelop Zilong, Zhang Lan, and Li Junshan, Baili Tu Su's patience seemed to have been exhausted, he let out a low roar from his mouth, and his palm suddenly contracted into a fist, and at the same time as this fist was formed, Zilong's blood-colored bubble that had cracked like a net also shattered.
And just as Zilong's blood-colored bubbles shattered in Tu Su's fist, there was a scream from the place where Zilong's three people were, this scream was similar to Zilong's previous howl, and Baili Tu Su, who heard this scream, was also shocked, but he didn't want his question to just turn in his mind before he took action, but the scream was like a whirlpool in the ocean, rolling up the broken blood bubbles, air, and even the river on the side with the location of Zilong and the three of them as the origin of the rotation, The air dome that shattered the blood-colored air shield of the Zi Dragon, the air dome as powerful as the net of heaven and earth, only supported in front of the swirling vortex for a second before it shattered, and then it carried this extremely dense air fragment and pointed directly at the Baili Tu Su in the air. Seeing this situation, the expression on Tu Su's indifferent face in the air also appeared for the first time.
Without the slightest pause or hesitation, he suddenly raised his hands, the thumb and index finger of his left and right hands met to make a circle, and more air fragments appeared in the air, and with the gesture of Tu Su, it also began to rotate around the direction of the vortex, which was extremely fast at first, and there was a violent friction with the air in this space, like the loud noise and vibration of a rocket launch, so that the human beings on the other side of the river couldn't help but cover their ears and open their mouths wide, venting the feeling of loss of pressure in their bodies. In this rotation, after a while, the air fragments gradually coalesced, and the vortex directed at Tu Su was also dragged back to the ground by the dome fragments, and as they rotated, they pulled out large clouds of mist from the air and joined the rotation, as they stirred out a marshmallow-like air mass, as the air they stirred up became larger and larger, and the volume became wider and wider, and the speed of the air mass rotated more and more slowly, and when the air mass was so large that it was almost close to the other side of the river, it finally came to a complete standstill.