For the Manichaean Altar, Nei Gong is a mystical art originating from the ancient East, and not everyone can possess it. It is rare for Manichaeans to have internal cultivation, but with the blessing of the will of the Holy Fire, they are like divine help.

The Four Great Kings led the slaughter on the city wall, and they killed the enemy soldiers who climbed the city and destroyed the ladder on the wall, and for a time no one could stop them. These four Dharma Kings already have cultivation in their bodies, and under the will of the Holy Fire, they are even more powerful, far surpassing ordinary sect members.

But these four Dharma Kings could not make the priests of the Immortal God Sect jealous. The priests have not personally intervened, on the one hand, the mysterious heirloom king has never appeared, does not know the details, and does not dare to take risks easily. On the other hand, there are other reasons.

As Yang Qi had predicted, the Mongol army soon withdrew.

The gates of the Acropolis were smashed and crumbling, every inch of the walls was covered with blood, and the walls were littered with corpses from both sides of the walls. The Acropolis was already understaffed, and now it was even more overstretched, as if the Mongols could defeat the enemy with just a little more strength.

However, the Mongols decided to stop the offensive and repair it for the time being. Many people can't figure out why, and only a few people at the top know the inside story.

Tong Qi is undoubtedly the one who knows the inside story.

He first came to the big tent of the Chinese army, and the silver sacrifice in the big tent quietly hugged Yuan Shouyi, closed his eyes and concentrated. He sat cross-legged on a high platform like a Buddhist bodhisattva, surrounded by thick incense. The smoke was filled, and his pale face began to grow rosy, but this ruddy color was not normal, as if the last power had been stimulated by some extremely precious secret elixir.

This was the price he paid, if it weren't for Fang Longtu's Eighteen Scholars to stir up the situation, he would have been killed on the Mysterious Island.

Tong Qi came to another tent. There is a huge wooden barrel here. The barrel has a pungent smell. The sixth bronze offering was soaked in an undiscernible liquid. A roaring flame burns under the barrel. In the sound of the water, the sixth copper sacrifice floated and sank in the boiling water. The original dry old man is now fat like a huge ball, and there is no place on his body that is not swollen, and it looks extraordinarily infiltrated.

This is the price he paid, if it weren't for the poison to attack the poison by all means, he would have died in the erosion of his own poisonous wind.

Tong Qi set off again and came to a corner that even the Mongolian Heavenly Wolf Army didn't want to approach. In this eerie corner was a huge black coffin with a false lid. Inside lay a man as terrifying as a ghoul. The man's body was in tatters, and some places were just connected by looking, and not only did there be no skin on his face, but even the muscles and tendons were atrophied and rotten.

Mori Bai's teeth are directly exposed to the air one by one, the eyeballs are directly embedded in the eye sockets that cannot be closed, and there are only two holes left in the nose, which is almost like a mummy. The coffin was also filled with women's heads, and the mummy's left and right hands were resting on two beautiful heads. These two heads originally belonged to the two holy women of Manichaeism, and now, they belong to him.

This is the Hundred Losses Daoist.

All this is the price he pays.

"How's it going for you. Tong Qi asked indifferently to Bai Zheng, "Are you still alive?"

"Alive?" Bai's mouth opened. It's like a mummy suddenly tricking a corpse. The bloodshot eyes turned horribly, staring at Tong Qi. The voice was like an old tape with a hissing cacophony: "Do you think I'm still alive?"

"Hmph, you are not capable and skillful, who will complain. Tong Qi stretched out his hand, grabbed the big wound on Baixiao's waist and tore it on both sides, like a forensic doctor conducting an autopsy: "But you are still not dead after being injured like this, but you are also capable." ”

When he was treated like this, he didn't change his face—of course, his face couldn't change again. The wound was torn and damaged, but there was no blood rushing out, but a strange green strange energy swirled around the wound. The damaged body is already strangely close to the real dead corpse.

"Hey, hey, I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die...... These two Manichaean saints have never practiced internal skills, but the so-called holy fire also has some doorways, and the compatibility with my yin and yang made me take another half step. But these two are far inferior to that girl, far inferior to her! She is the real Yin to Yang, I want to get her, I must get her!" Bai Loss's tone gradually became crazy, and he stared at Tong Qi: "Will she come?

"Guo Shoujing said in his last interrogation that the White Tiger had not traveled west. But I don't trust that guy, I trust my own instincts. That woman is Jia Tengying's companion, not only her, but even Jia Tengying will definitely come. Tong Qi's eyes seemed to pass over what he had seen and heard at the Xiangyang Conference that day, and he remembered the evil and arrogant eyes, and he was very sure of his feelings: "He will definitely come—to kill us." ”

"Hahaha, come on, come on, whether it's Jia Tengying or that dead girl, it's okay to come, come on!!" Bai Yu roared frantically, and his dark green aura also permeated his body, as if he was about to exert his might.

Tong Qiyi frowned, and with a bang, the coffin lid was firmly closed, isolating everything. Knock, knock, knock, he punched and smashed ten big nails around the coffin lid with a pair of fleshy palms, completely sealing the hundred damages inside.

"The woman's life and death are uncertain, but Jia Tengying can't escape. So you cultivate with all your might, and at the last moment, it's up to you to give him the final blow. ”

A dull echo came out of the coffin: "Okay, Jia Tengying, he can too! I want him to die, I want him to taste the greatest pain in the world! How long will it take? When will he come? I can't wait!"

Tong Qi looked at the Acropolis in the distance, and a deep light lit up in his eyes: "When I killed someone, it was just recently." ”

The West White Tiger, the Lord of Gengjin, the world's No. 1 flower thief, and the world's No. 1 demon, in order to deal with this person, the silver sacrifice made many arrangements. They were always on guard against this world-famous killer, and even recruited tens of thousands of troops to accompany them. All the armies are there, the soldiers are in full swing, as long as he dares to come, he will not be able to come and go.

But Tong Qi suddenly felt regretful.

The strong should not end like this......

The moon rose and went down again. The sun rises and sets. Bandari sent men to monitor the movements of the Mongol army at all times, and the Mongol army routinely attacked the city every day. The offensive is neither strong nor weak, tepid. But it has already made the people in the Acropolis feel a lot of pressure. The first gate of the Acropolis did not hold up after all. At the behest of the king, the congregational abandons the first wall in favor of the second.

Although the Acropolis was built with many walls and the depth of the defense was not bad, everyone knew that the day of the city's destruction was just recently.

As the war worsened, everyone's mood couldn't help but be anxious.

First, Fang Hui came to Yang Qi: "The promised land is in jeopardy. The Acropolis is about to be undefended. If you can't hold it, all you and I are trying to do is a bamboo basket to draw water. What about your reinforcements? Will they be able to catch up? When will we go to the promised land?"

Yang Qi closed his eyes tightly, his breath was silent, and he sharpened the magic weapon in his heart: "No matter whether the people behind us catch up or not, we will act." At the time of departure, it was just recently. ”

Then Sanmiao came to Yang Qi: "The obscure poisonous gas has spread to Jiao Niang's shoulder, and the poisonous attack is close at hand, when will we act?

Yang Qi sat quietly cross-legged. Carrying qi and blood, tempering his body: "No matter whether the promised place is open or not." As soon as the Monument of Heaven is revived, we will act. It can't be sooner, it can't be late, it must be fought once. The time of success or failure, just recently. ”

In the depths of the Land of Promise, in front of the mysterious stone wall, the old man looked at the irrepressible light pattern symbol on the stone wall in front of him, and sighed deeply: "The time of life and death is just the nearest. ”

Late at night, Jiao Niang sewed a cloak with stitches and threads. The shiny big characters are rapidly pronoting, and the postponement of the method of transferring the internal force of the wedding dress magic in Jiao Niang's heart has also entered the final juncture. When she finally embroidered the last stitch and bit off the blonde hair, she finally figured through the last bit of hurdle.

She blew out the candle, and after a long sleepless day, she finally relaxed a little, closed her eyes with a smile on her face, and took a nap.

At the end of the day, just recently.

On the third day, at the top of Jingshan, Guo Shoujing tightly locked his brows. He looked into the depths of the cangmin, and seemed to see some storm that ordinary people could not see.

"The sky kills, and the stars change. The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land. People kill the machine, and the world repeats. The white tiger returns to the west, and Gengjin kills the sky. The world's fortunes are all here. Bang, Guo Shoujing's twisted fingers suddenly burst out of a wound for no reason, and blood burst out and blood splashed everywhere. Guo Shoujing looked at the wound in a daze, first stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed maniacally: "It's time, it's time!!"

Boom, far away in the far west, in the depths of the mysterious land of promise, a powerful aura suddenly erupted.

The entire Promised Land seemed to come to life suddenly, and some incredibly huge sense of existence suddenly jumped from nothing into everyone's perception like the Big Bang.

Like the sky, like a galaxy, shaking the eternal sky.

The real and illusory field suddenly spread out, covering hundreds of miles.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

The wind was not strong, but it was fierce. There were not many clouds, but the sky was dark.

One second the sun was shining high, and the sky was clear, and the next moment the entire sky was completely darkened by some incomprehensible force.

It's not that there is no light, it's not like night, it's not that you can't see your fingers, and you can still see each other. It wasn't the actual light that was darkening, but everyone felt that the sky was obscured by something unimaginably large. When that being casts a shadow, all living beings must appreciate their own humility.

Wow, the silver priest opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in his eyes—the time had come!

Boom, the sixth bronze priest flew out of the barrel with mania and madness on his face—the time had come!

With a click, a pair of ghost hands tore apart the coffin, and the roar was earth-shattering—the time had come!

Woo woo, the sound of horns shook the company camp again, and the soldiers in armor rushed out of the barracks and quickly took their positions amid the shouts of the officers. No explanation is needed, everyone knows that the time has come.

And Tong Qi looked back at where he came from, he looked forward to it, and regretted it, he knew that someone would definitely come.

In the town, in the hidden room, Yang Qi suddenly opened his eyes.

The void shook, and her eyes lit up like fire. This time, the light was no longer suppressed, as if the divine weapon had been unsheathed, and there was no need to suppress it anymore, no longer need to pretend. She was shocked, and the classical costume instantly collapsed into flying dust. Black leather clothes, black leather pants, black leather boots, one after another, she put on the clothes she hadn't seen for a long time.

"I'm still fit for this. ”

"Oh no! Oh no!" Fang Hui hurriedly shouted and pushed the door in, and then was stunned again: "-uh?!

"Remember, this dress is called 'Hate Mold'. "Well, Yang Qi put on sunglasses, and the breath of the whole person suddenly became arrogant and wanton, and he was extremely strong. Crazy with hatred, the long knife was in the direction, and the leather boots were on the ground, she walked out, killing intent to rush into the sky.

When she put on this dress, it was the time for the Queen of the Eternal Night to stir up the storm again.

She took a step forward and made a move with her left hand: "Jiao Niang!"

Squeak, Jiao Niang pushed the door out, and the fighting spirit was endless: "It's coming!"

She took two steps and made a move with her right hand: "Three Miao!"

Wow, Sanmiao flashed out, and the purple glow filled: "I'm here!"

She turned her arms, a smile on her face and a sharp corner of her mouth: "Let's go!"

"Okay, let's go!" the three of them walked forward together, side by side.

"Hey, wait, listen to me!" Fang Hui hurriedly followed: "The Mongols have discovered our agents, they are now full of guards on the mountains near and far, and we have no way to sneak over-"

"I've never thought of lurking!" Hand flip again, and the flame tide melts into the engine. Hula, the crimson flames of hell blaze. Yang Qi took a step on his long legs and brazenly stepped into hell against the current. With his left foot in gear and his right hand booming, it rumbled like a demon roaring, and Hell came to life against the current, and the crimson flames rushed up three feet high.

Yang Qi's long hair is flying, his blood is like a dragon soaring into the air, and his momentum is becoming more and more arrogant and crazy.

"Lao Tzu wants to kill him directly, I see who dares to stop it!" (to be continued......)

PS: Today is also a half-big chapter, and it was sent earlier than yesterday, this is the result of writing more last night~~ I continue to write while I am emotional, and I can write more tonight!