Chapter Seventy-Two: I'm Sorry I'm Late
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For a short period of time, I was almost desperate in my heart, but when Zhao Chengfeng let go of his hands, a talisman bag slipped out of my chest.
Back then, I was doing chores on Wuguniang Mountain, and when the old Taoist in Tsing Yi left, he gave me six talismans, and in the past few years, I have used five of them.
I later learned that this Tsing Yi veteran Li Daozi, although he has been away from the world for many years, his prestige is still there, and he is famous all over the world, and a long time ago, his name was "King Fu".
So his talismans are particularly precious and easy to use, and over the years, each one has been able to save my life.
Among the talisman bags, there is only one left, and its name is Thunder Talisman.
The full name of the thunder talisman is called the thunder light lightning talisman, I touched it without hesitation, and I felt that the material of this talisman paper is very special, different from the others, a little hard, as if the paper is also mixed with a lot of gold and silver, giving people a feeling of incomparably majestic.
At this moment, I didn't have time to appreciate this talisman in detail, because the relieved black magic sand had already turned his attention to Wang Peng, who was entangled in the black shadow.
This kid, once used the rainstorm Qingcheng sword, almost hurt him, in terms of age, this is already very surprising, if he continues to grow up, maybe ten or twenty years, his black magic sand will fall to the ground.
Not only the boy who wielded the sword, but also the kid who made the stick, the kid who asked the gods to go up, the kid who opened the eyes of the sky, and the kid who led the crowd to set up a fire array in the field, all killed.
In this way, it is complete, and there are no worries.
Black Demon Sand thought that his subordinates were about to be contaminated with so many young geniuses of the Northern Fierce, and extinguished countless unknown threats and hopes, and immediately trembled with excitement, but at this time, suddenly something fell on top of his head.
He subconsciously raised his head, but it was a piece of paper, a soft yellow rune paper, which landed right on his forehead.
The appearance of this thing was really a little weird, so he was a little stunned for a while, not knowing what was going on, but soon, he heard a sonorous voice in his ears: "^ Dare to violate, the thunder axe will not be allowed, urgent as a law, pardon!" ”
For the first time, Black Magic Sand felt the most real fear, and he wanted to remove the talisman paper stuck on his forehead, but his arm stiffened and did not move, and when he raised his head slightly, he saw a huge beam of thunder, falling from the nine heavens and falling into the clouds.
Yes......
Black Demon Sand, who has always been calm, doesn't know why he feels so scared, death has never been so close to him as it is today, so close that he can't help but scream.
The black magic sand stiffened and screamed loudly, and at this time, there was only a white light in front of him, shining in the world.
I was in the distance, watching a divine thunder fall from the sky, smashing on the top of the head of the black magic sand, this invincible man at this moment, showing a childlike fear, making people feel a lot of emotion, and then, the thunder directly bombarded the black magic sand, and the vitality of the whole person passed in an instant, turning into a mass of charcoal.
died, a generation of giants, just like that.
At that moment, there was an expression of disbelief on everyone's faces.
Shocking, really shocking!
No one believed that the invincible and suppressed the Black Demon Sand was actually killed so neatly at the moment when it was about to win, and there was no life.
Just like he killed the dry smoke Luo pot and the yellow-faced door god.
I myself was frightened, there was such a big killing weapon in the talisman left by Li Daozi.
When the black magic sand turned into a mass of charcoal and collapsed with a bang, there was a strong thunder all around, and everyone felt the hairs and heads on their skin stand up.
The surrounding wall of fire dissipated at this moment, and no matter how powerful the fire rune array of Dragon Tiger Mountain was, it would not be able to stand out in front of this kind of power of heaven and earth.
Then I saw a miraculous scene, the fierce rats that had surrounded us were now dead and fleeing, and the pomp and circumstance were gone.
Thinking about it, the thunder talisman and even the masculine thing, when this thunder and lightning burst down, although the most important thing fell on the body of the black magic sand, but those rats who were attacked by resentful spirits couldn't stand it, and those who could move fled out of instinct, and those who couldn't move were straight and straight, with their feet facing the sky.
"Poison Venerable, Poison Venerable!"
The fire curtain dissipated, and the people outside the venue also saw the fallen black magic sand, the Rat King had no friendship with him, so he didn't have anything in the same vein, and the rest of the Annan masters were all like mourners, crying and howling.
The cry gradually rose, the mourning soldiers have been completed, there are nearly ten black-clothed masters on the Black Demon Sand, and the Rat King is also here with a dozen or so disciples, surrounding us.
Although the Black Demon Sand is dead, but in order to encircle and suppress him, our side has done its best, except for five or six people who obeyed the order and stumbled towards the north, the rest of the people are either dead or wounded, almost all of them are injured, and there is almost no strength to fight again.
The Rat King came up with him, and as soon as the black magic sand died, he was the boss here, and his triangular eyes were almost a slit, and he said in a cold voice: "The hundreds of Fu'an rats that I have worked hard to refine have all been killed by you; Yes, that's good, but it's time for you to die......"
I stood up, and the crowd began to shrink back and gather together, and I stood up to the front, and said coldly, "Black Magic Sand once wanted me to die, but now he is dead; You also want me to die, haven't you thought about the consequences? ”
I ran out of thunder talismans, and it was just a bluff at the moment, but the other party didn't know that the thunder just now was too amazing, no one dared to underestimate it, as soon as I said this, the Rat King was immediately speechless, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.
Seeing that he was frightened by me, and the footsteps of the people around him also stopped for a while, I felt a little relieved, and my eyes turned to see that although the few people I cared about were injured, they were not in danger of life.
However, at this moment, the guy who had been competing with Nur suddenly came out of the crowd and shouted, "This thing, do you really think that there is one?" If you have the ability, Lao Tzu is standing here, but you will split it for me? ”
This man was very bold, and when the others were afraid, he stood up and forced him to say that he recognized that I would not have another talisman.
Such a person is really scary, he is actually gambling with his own life, but whenever there is the slightest danger, he may hang up.
But I only have one.
I was silent for a few seconds, and the man immediately stepped forward and said triumphantly, "Come, hack me?" If you have the ability, you will split me! ”
My silence gave him a lot of courage, but at this moment, Nur suddenly came out with a stick, his face was grim, and he whispered in his belly: "Thunder kills you, like a knife kills a chicken, a big knife is useless, if you want to die, I will give you a ride." ”
In the previous fierce battle, Noor, who faced the black magic sand, was under tremendous pressure, especially in the last blow, Nur used the stick as a shield, although he blocked the blow, but he was also shaky, but at this moment he stood up firmly, and wanted to continue the last unfinished battle with the person in front of him who was also playing with a stick.
Noor was a man of few words, and as soon as he spoke, he immediately picked up the stick.
Wumen stickman, one stick out, a hundred sticks dance.
Before, we fled in a hurry, and there were rats to help, so this apprentice of the Rat King was able to fight with Nur alone, and he was quite confident, and he was quite confident when he saw Nur crumbling at the moment, and his heart was ecstatic, and he wanted to kill people, but as soon as the two sides fought, he appeared in front of this cold mute, and it turned out to be so powerful.
The two sticks exchanged blows, and within a few blows, the stick in his hand was thrown out directly by Nur in three ways: one sticky, one pulling and one retreating.
When Noor turned around and a hidden stick came out from behind him, he felt great danger and shouted "Master save me" while trying to escape.
However, before the Rat King and the others could rush forward, the god-chasing stick in Nur's hand suddenly came out, and with a huge force, it smashed the yellow dragon and entered through the man's chest.
A stick the size of a chicken egg burst out and passed through the man's chest, like tofu, and rushed out of his back.
Blood filled the man's throat, and his eyes widened for a moment, and then he fell to the ground.
Nur shook the stick again, and then threw it towards the crowd that rushed towards him, and the girl who had been standing beside the Rat King rose up to catch him, and when she fell, tears rolled down her eyes, and she choked up and shouted, "Senior brother, senior brother^"
Between the words, there was a lot of sadness, which was moving, and it also aroused the hatred of the children of the Rat King, who didn't care about the previous fear, and rushed forward one after another, and Nur was still waiting to step forward, when the white-bearded old man Yin Yiting stopped him.
The old man stared at the opponents and said firmly and calmly: "I'm coming!" ”
A group of heroes in southern Yunnan, the Flame Rock Leopard, the Dry Smoke Luo Pot, and the Yellow-faced Door God have died one after another in just a few days, as their former friends, Yin Yiting's love has been in an inexplicable tragedy at the moment, and he wants to go with his old friends.
However, after all, he was also seriously injured, and he stepped forward at this moment, just to sacrifice, so Nur sent him back to the crowd.
Then, I stood up, Nur stood up, Wang Peng stood up, Xiao Cannon finally stopped the black nematode fog in his hand, and also stood up with difficulty, even Zhao Chengfeng, a nasty guy, he also stood beside me with a peaceful face.
Zhang Shijie, Zhang Liangkui, Zhang Liangxu, Zhao Zhongdi, and several other comrades-in-arms I knew also stood up shakyly.
This battle is considered death, and we cannot be proud.
A new generation, there is a new generation of stubbornness, and for the sake of these pride, we are not afraid of death.
However, just as the Rat King was about to move regardless of a single move, a leisurely voice came from the depths of the forest in the distance: "I'm sorry everyone, I'm late." ”