Chapter 1108 Three hundred rounds of the Great War
Pudu sentient beings, cross these souls, he is not so noble, this is not the earth, this is the cultivation realm, now this old monk is tired as a dog, do you say that he will go over to cross those ghosts who have existed for I don't know how many years? Definitely not going, now what he needs is to restore the strength in his body, and try not to drag the forest sail their hind legs. Nature.2.
As for the little fat man, they are now going outside to clean up the battlefield and pack up some iron chains that I don't know where they come from, I only know that the black they emit has a very corrosive power, and if ordinary people touch it, it is even more terrible than sulfuric acid, and it can immediately turn into a puddle of yellow water.
"This thing, used to build a soul chain, can't tell the slightest flaw, it's too mysterious. Liu Mang and the others looked at these scattered black ** qi chains.
"Put it away, you can take it to the fairy world in the future, and if that immortal is unhappy, you can lock them up!" Wang Hao and the others were like picking up rotten iron, and put all these black iron chains into the space magic weapon.
"The captain is right, I wonder what will happen if you tie up those fairies?" they said with a smile on their faces.
Midnight.
The forbidden place where the Yin soldiers borrowed the way, the things that did not usually appear, all appeared in the middle of the night, no longer those infantry, but a team of war horses and generals. They rode on war horses, holding a long soul-hooking scythe in their hands, and a tattered cloak on their bodies, and their whole body armor, but they could not see their facial features, only their eyes, two faint flames.
Rumble......
The sound of the hooves of war horses rolled in from afar, and the whole earth trembled with them running, and their appearance was not directed at the ghosts here, but at the sails under the forest, and they came in all directions.
"Lord Lin, the situation is not too optimistic. The old monk who was on vigil saw the situation around him and hurried to the sail tent under the forest.
"What's the situation?" Lin Xiafan hurriedly put on his clothes, came out of the tent, and followed behind Lin Xiafan, that is, Cai'er and the two snow-white places on their chests were disheveled, and they were about to see it, half-concealed and half-hidden, faintly seeing deep ravines, snow-white, and it looked like they were about to jump out at any time.
But now no one looked at the spring scene they revealed, for they heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the earth shook and rushed here from far to near.
"I think we killed too many of them, and its great army appeared. The old monk clasped his hands together, and his eyes swept over Cai'er's chest: "Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is emptiness......
"Boss, we are fighting now, or we should enter that bronze mansion. Wang Hao and the others also went out, looking murderous, as long as Lin Xiafan said a word, they would definitely kill them.
"Let's fight, the road we are walking is the way of Shura, there is no idea of retreating, only killing, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, even if they are not creatures of this world, they must be killed, there is nothing that can stop us from moving forward!" Lin Xiafan grabbed the divine weapon tightly with both hands, and said coldly.
"Yes, boss!" said the younger brothers who were surrounded by Lin Xiafan when they heard Lin Xiafan's words.
"It's not that I'm incompetent, but this time, there are too many of them, and it's hard to destroy them on my own. The old monk said a little apologetically.
"You've done a good job, and when you get back, I'll find you ten or eight fairies to play with." Lin Xiafan patted this monk Dao, who lived more and more.
"......" Abbot Wuming was speechless for a while when he heard Lin Xiafan's words.
Soon, these Yin soldiers from another interface, riding Bai Sensen's ghost bone horse, surrounded their business place, surrounded by water, one after another, and the number of people was as high as millions of people.
When they appeared, the clouds and mist around them were bigger than before, and the clouds rolled in like huge waves.
"This is too scary, isn't it?" The little fat man looked through the blue light, and saw countless white forest bones war horses around, under the four hooves of the war horse, the blue flames, and its eyes, two faint soul fires were flickering.
"Kill me!"
Lin Xiafan was most unaccustomed to being surrounded by others, regarded himself as a prey, waved his hand, sacrificed Shennong Ding, and was the first to kill it.
"Kill!" The younger brothers in the back also followed suit.
"Kill, kill old Naton......"
Others say that the Buddhists are compassionate, this old monk's temper is not ordinary, and to kill these Yin cavalry, one is to give them a Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, and blast them all away.
"Give me town!" Lin Xiafan sacrificed the Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda again, and the Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda turned into a crystal giant tower several hundred meters high under the powerful immortal power, suppressing the murderous cavalry below.
The Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda itself has the power of the soul, under the control of Lin Xiafan, all the Yin soldiers and cavalry generals in the town of Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda were blown away one by one and disappeared, just like the power of the Buddha of the old monk, whether these bone horses or cavalry, they all melted and disappeared.
"Kill ......" little fat man, they also killed the red eye, although they are not as powerful as Lin Xiafan's magic weapon, but they are all the strength of Da Luo Jin Xian, under the powerful law of heaven and earth, their strength is even stronger such as the palm of the gods, under every sword qi, under every palm, these yin soldiers are scattered, shocked to the sky, and scattered in this heaven and earth.
However, they quickly combined again, as if they couldn't be killed, unlike the Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda in Lin Xiafan's hands, and not like the Wuming Fang Battle Rulai Divine Palm.
"Rub, it's not going to die like this, is it-yes, it's still fighting!" Wang Hao saw them reassemble, just like just now.
"No, the flames on their eyes seem to be much weaker!" said the little fat man's Yin Soldier Yin General, the two faint blue flames in his eyes, were much weaker.
"So that's the case, brothers, give me more strength!" Wang Hao felt that when they were combined, they needed to consume strength.
Under the great power, under an incomparably huge plain royal family, it was now pitted, each pit was more than a few hundred meters deep. The fairy light, Buddha light, and divine light in the night sky were in full bloom, and the murderous roar was far away in the town a few miles away, and the residents of the town, the scattered cultivators, were all awakened, floating in the air, watching from a distance The rumbling noise kept coming from inside the forbidden land, and the thunder and lightning kept flashing in the air.
"What a powerful force, brothers, do you want to go inside and have a look?" asked a few loose cultivators in the town, pulling their buddies.
"I think it's better to forget it, with our strength, there is only one way to die when we enter it. He shook his head.
"Really don't go in? That can be the place of the god king, maybe a god has descended. ”
"If you want to go in, go ahead, I want to live a few more years. ”
"Don't dare, if you don't go, I'll go, the fate is on your own!"
(End of chapter)