The two of them flashed into the tomb, only to see a three-toothed mustache, thirty-six or seventeen years old, with lacquered eyebrows and tiger eyes, bright teeth and pure Zhu, wearing a dark color armor, and an iron sword in his hand, nearly four feet, which is more than two fingers wider than an ordinary long sword. The big opening and closing room, stirring the dark air of the strands, brave and fearless. The other general, with a vermilion turban to tie his hair, is full of beard, like angry King Kong, wearing vermilion iron armor, bravely taking the lead, left shield and right knife, both offensive and defensive.

There is an ice blade, flying up and down, which is also the meaning of fighting for life, and does not flinch. However, despite its incredible speed, it was never able to break through the seemingly slow defense of the iron sword. Every time the two intersect, the ice chips on the blade are splashed, and there is a gap after another, and then there will be a layer of ripples on the blade, which quickly repairs the gap, but at first glance, it is not a long-term trend.

There is also a golden lion the size of an elephant, with wings on its back and a flame spitting from its mouth, which can burn financial iron. The golden claws under his body were radiant and seemed to be able to open mountains and crack the ground. But on the shield of the thief captain Ling Cao, there was a thick layer of misty water vapor, which dissolved the flames in the sky, and the thick back ring of the big knife in his hand was completely unafraid of the lion's claws, slashing on it, sparks were like rain, clanging, fierce and huge gold, and the lion could not get close to it within three feet.

Life and death fight, and the soul of one's own person is in the hands of the other party, how can he abandon it, so he will not retreat from the fight. Xu Xudong can't do anything to bully the widow. Hurriedly shook his hands and sang in his mouth.

"Book friends, please help me. After speaking, a man wearing a virtuous crown and a cyan straight coat appeared in front of everyone, only to see his sword eyebrows, his mouth like a painted vermilion, and his lips lightly opened.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. "But it is the beginning of Confucius's "Analects", there are friends coming, I am happy, since it is my best friend, then how can I meet each other? The scholar confuses the soul, right and wrong, all in his mouth and tongue.

"Oh, that's kind of interesting, Gongji, you help your father. The old Confucian general who was kneeling waved his hand to let the young general, who was wearing a cooked steel lion helmet, with a red tassel trembling on the back of his head, and wearing a pair of iron leaves gathered into armor, stand up.

"Yes, Grand Duke. I saw this young military general, who was less than thirty years old, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his majesty was extraordinary, and he opened his bow and arrows, and wanted to shoot at Tsing Yi to lift people.

With eyes and eyes, arrows are like meteors, and they are angry at bullfighting. Looking at its momentum, it is definitely not something that Xu Xudong can resist.

"Lotus Xian, mountain, mountain, mountain, mountain, mountain ......", Ling Lang no longer cares about hiding his selfishness, and the peaks of the four mountains come out together.

The speed of the arrow even exceeded the speed of sound, and the body of the arrow completely passed through the Soul Mountain before the whirring wind was heard.

The mountain of souls collapsed, and it could no longer be reassembled. The arrow was an inch in front of Tsing Yi and the person was raised, and Fang Kai was gone.

The nine-rank lotus platform actually withered the bottom one at once, and the lotus petals fell one after another, and then disappeared. The little child's face in the lotus stamen, which had gradually become clear, seemed to be blurred a little more.

In the quiver of the young general, there are two arrows, and there is a long lance beside him, which is red and fluttering. And there are three mountains on the top of the soul lotus, one of which is even more majestic for hundreds of miles. It is not yet known who is higher and who is lower.

"Alas, go as you wish. The old Confucian general who knelt behind the desk did not order the last silver-armored general next to him, sighed lightly, and then threw the round bronze mirror on the table, and began to be only the size of a porcelain plate, and went straight through the Soul Mountain. Then turning slightly, those bat patterns, square patterns, wave patterns, and mountain patterns were as black as ink, and they fell one after another, like heavy rain pouring. The five-pointed star pattern in the middle, in all kinds of weird ornamentation ups and downs, like a prehistoric beast hidden, opened like a prison mouth, like gluttony, clicking, swallowing two mountains in succession, leaving only the Wei Wei Mountain Range struggling to support.

Ling Lang's Nine Rank Lotus Platform suddenly lost the third grade, and the others were also rapidly withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye. The little man in the lotus stamen, whose body was originally like jade, turned into smoke, and there is a possibility that the soul body will disappear at any time. And the golden lion, the eight-foot ice blade, and the Tsing Yi lifter, were also forced to move by the residual momentum emitted by the bronze mirror, and the form was stronger than that of people, so they could only let the mermaid flesh, close their eyes and wait for death.

"How dare you ......", at the time when the battle situation was eroded, Guan Gong's holy soul appeared, and there was a towering ancient tree, rising from the ground, pavilions like covers, towering forests, directly covering the bronze mirror, completely fixed, those various ornaments, can not fall at all. The ferocity of the howling beast in the pentagram melted like ice and snow, and the devouring power disappeared at the same time, and everyone felt that they had regained their ability to move. I also heard the unwilling howls of the injured giant beasts, but with the blessing of the green light of the towering giant tree, the soul body became stronger and stronger, and there was no major problem.

"Guan Yunchang?" The old Confucian general, whose eyes were originally slightly cloudy, saw the holy soul of Guan Gong in green robe and golden armor, the light of the vultures was like electricity, and the lightning was six feet long, like the law enforcer of the sky, majestic and majestic.

"Lu Boyan?" Guan Gong's holy soul's eyes also seemed to contain wind, thunder and lightning, looking directly at the other party, it was clear that he had already moved his true anger, I was afraid that if he didn't agree with him, he would take advantage of the storm and thunder to strike.

The two martial spirits of Chen Wu, who was holding an iron sword, and Ling Cao, who was holding a sword and shield, hurriedly hindered, and Ling Tong, the young archery man, and the silver-armored general, surrounded in front of the old Confucian general Lu Xun's military soul, all with heavy faces and frowns. The majesty of the monarch is terrifying.

"Back then, you and Lu Ziming joined forces to murder Guan, causing Guan to fall into trapping, and defeated my brother-in-law, and then you got the position of the governor of Eastern Wu, which can be described as majestic, and there are no two for a while, with more than 100 generals under your command and more than 100,000 armored soldiers. Although the other party has five "people", there are almost no three-in-one generals. The fight will rise, but it will destroy the withering and decaying, and kill the soul like mowing grass.

The reason why he asked for advice was not that he didn't want to be happy, but that his other main souls, after all, he was in charge of the Three Realms and had seen a lot of things, and he quickly discovered many strange things. Especially from the round mirror on the top of the giant wood, all kinds of thoughts came to perceive that something that was not from China, but it seemed to come from outside the Divine Prefecture, or even from the Outer Heaven Domain, and the matter was very big, so I suppressed the anger in my heart and asked for an understanding.

"You wait to step down, but I have something to explain to Guan Junhou. When Lu Xunjun's soul heard this, his essence disappeared suddenly, and he waved his hand slowly, letting the four generals retreat, as if he had lost all his strength.

"Jun Hou also saw it. Isn't it that we want to capture people's souls, but I and the four generals are involuntary at this time, and life and death are all in the hands of this magic mirror?"

"Hmm. But why?" Guan Gong Holy Soul was extremely surprised when he heard it. He knew what Lu Xun could do before he was alive.

"In the past, I died, although Wu Hou was jealous, but I also had to wait for the prime minister and guard the soul. But I inadvertently noticed that my Jiangdong boy, every time after his body disappears, his soul does not enter reincarnation, and he is not worshipped. I patrolled around, and then met a man in black with a hooded head and face, holding several bronze mirrors, extremely weird, trapped by the bronze mirrors, it was all my Jiangdong early years, the soul of the young elite generals who died, and then they were threatened by others. After thousands of years of hard thinking, there is nothing to do. After speaking, the old face was full of exhaustion. The four generals next to him also had sadness in their eyes and bowed their heads silently.

"Who is so calculating, what do you want?" Guan Gong Holy Soul was shocked when he heard this, and he was extremely shocked, between heaven and earth, there was such a vicious thing?

"I don't know the real reason, but this bronze mirror has the ability to devour the aura of heaven and earth, the luck of a country, and our souls have fallen into it, and have become its guardians, so that the ghost body cannot be approached, if there is no action, the soul will suffer from the marrow extraction every day. For more than 1,000 years, it has been able to move around, but this is only a place of four feet. It is also like being raised as a pig dog, cultivated by the soul and body, and every time you make progress, you are also deprived of it, people are not like people, ghosts are not ghosts, you can't take death, you are tortured day and night, and the pain is unbearable. "Tell the story, the heart is as resolute as the handsome of a country, and they can't help but cry, the dignified governor of Eastern Wu has been reduced to the situation of a pig and a dog, which is creepy to listen to, and even more embarrassing.

"What you just said, there are still several bronze mirrors?" Guan Gong Holy Soul also frowned, and he didn't have to think about it, he knew that the black-clothed masked man had a great plan.

"Exactly, the specific number, I don't know, the bronze mirror trapped here, but it was the elite of Yangzhou in my Wu country. "Yangzhou?Jiangyou?Ling Lang seemed to have something faintly in mind.

"Why Fang Deer and the other five?" Guan Gong Holy Soul couldn't help but ask when he heard this.

"The soul absorbed by this bronze mirror, most of them are young people who died in battle and could not die well, and it is also the soul of the death that Jun Hou just said, there are nearly twenty of them, but every hundred years, this bronze mirror does not get enough vitality and luck, then devours a general, strengthens itself, in recent years, it is more frequent, sometimes less than fifty years old. As soon as these words came out, the faces of the four armored generals were even more sad.

"It's so cruel. "Although Guan Gong's holy soul has always been at odds with the Jiangdong regime, and even has an enmity against the sky, he empathizes with him, he is a soldier, and he is sad that he can't speak for a while. Ling Lang and the others looked at each other even more, who was so generous, it was really shocking and terrifying.

"Gentleman, a thousand years ago, each of us was our master, fighting on the battlefield, although there were grievances, but a thousand years have passed, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong. Now Lu has something to ask for. The soul of Lu Xunjun, who had been kneeling all the time, stood up, settled down, retracted his sad expression, his face was solemn, and he bowed to Guan Gong.

"You say. Seeing that Lu Xunjun's soul was like this, Guan Gong's holy soul no longer stood with his hands in his hands, caressing his beautiful hair with one hand, pressing his sword with the other, and replied softly.

"The black-clothed and masked man has no identity, but he must not be my Han nationality, and his plan is very great, but how can we help him to abuse. For more than 1,000 years, we have done a lot of things, I feel guilty, I want to die early and I can't, but today I can see the king, I have proved the way, and I am very happy. I don't want anything more than to die. "But he consciously trapped the monster, and was enslaved for thousands of years, and often had to kill the soul of the monster for the monster to suck. How sad is it that he is like a fish on an anvil, taken and taken by "people", and in the end he can only become a monster to strengthen his own food and nutrition, and he does not even have the ability to seek death? For these warriors who are accustomed to seeing swords, guns, and swords on the battlefield, it is simply the greatest torture.

"We want to die. But it was the souls of the other four former Eastern Wu generals, with blood and tears, sad and firm faces, and at the same time clenched their fists and asked for death in unison.