"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded from behind the fat man and the monk, and the Buddha who had been meditating on his knees before, in fact, even if he was very powerful, it was impossible not to be alarmed at this moment, but it was really the movement created by the five-clawed golden dragon phantom that suddenly appeared, and it was too big.

The Buddha released wisps of black breath, like a demon coming out of the yin, but there is a Dharma protection around his body, and the incarnation of Buddha and demon is perfectly intertwined in his body, from the demon to the Buddha, and from the Buddha to the demon.

"It's pretty handsome. The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I haven't seen this poss before." ”

"This is the Dharma Body, that dragon is an illusory shadow, it doesn't even have a soul, and it is best to deal with it with the Dharma Body. The monk explained as he began to reconstruct the formation, "Re-establish the formation, something must have happened there, and we can't let Dabai fall into it alone." ”

The fat man nodded, suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his body and began to reconstruct the magic circle, but he still opened his mouth and asked again: "Monk, what does your Dharma body look like?"

The monk ignored the fat man, and after reconstructing the formation, the following consolidation was handed over to the fat man, and he began to re-explore Su Bai's breath, intending to reconstruct the connection.

The battle between the Buddha and the golden dragon phantom was not too fancy, in fact, it could not be too fancy, the reason why the fat man and the monk seemed to be injured before was because their minds were linked to the formation, and through this connection, the appearance of the golden dragon shocked the formation to hurt the two of them, and in fact, this golden dragon died more than two thousand years ago, it only exists in a memory, it does not exist in this plane at all, it is a bit equivalent to a computer virus, it only destroys the computer, and does not cause any damage to the person sitting in front of the computer。

The Buddha burned out the faint wisp of dragon power like catching fireflies, and then his body returned to normal and walked to the fat man and the monk.

"What's going on?" the Buddha asked.

"A little careless, hehe. The monk actually smiled, "The poor monk is now very curious about what kind of picture Da Bai saw through the Yin Soldier's passage, and it can cause such a big shock, the poor monk has already re-established a good connection with Da Bai, and there should be no problem this time." ”

After speaking, the monk suppressed his Buddha beads on the formation, and the fat man also stabbed his natal mahogany sword here, and the two of them pressed the magic weapon comparable to the natal weapon on the formation to prevent what happened just now again.

"It seems that things are a little more interesting than expected. The Buddha sat down next to him again, "I'm looking forward to Dabai coming back early to tell me this story." ”

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At this time, Su Bai, who was in the "interesting story", didn't find it interesting at all.

The military array, which had just been slaughtered and completely slaughtered, was completely reduced to a Shura battlefield at this time, and killing and being killed seemed to be the only main theme at this time.

But Su Bai didn't understand, and he didn't understand, what the hell was going on, although these tens of thousands of Qin troops could not be said to be all the strength of the Qin army at this time, they were definitely a backbone, and right now, the First Emperor above his head was just sitting back and watching his soldiers kill each other here?

In fact, the five-clawed golden dragon that flew over and gave people a feeling of sickness and dying may not be the car of the first emperor, more like the prey that was caught, according to historical records, the Yellow Emperor is Tude, the Xia Dynasty is Mude, Shang is Jinde, Zhou is naturally Huode, and the Qin Dynasty is Shuide. At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Qin Shuide continued, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty responded to Tude, and Liu Xiu opened the country to respond to Huode. Therefore, if the First Emperor wants to find his own car, it should be a black dragon, not a golden dragon.

But the blood of this golden dragon became a catalyst that made the soldiers of the Qin State below go crazy and hysterical.

The powerful energy fluctuations are constantly venting around, and the terrifying momentum of the landslide is created here, and the strength of each soldier is unusual, and the fight of tens of thousands of people is like countless missiles falling here.

Confused, unknown,

As well as the bloodlust and killing that seemed to be infected himself, Su Bai gradually began to lose himself, he slowly stood up, and then looked at Changge in his right hand.

Immediately, Su Bai swung it up and stabbed it directly at the Qin soldier in front of him.

"Poof............

Chang Ge pierced his body, which made Su Bai a little unexpected, and he was a little puzzled, whether he was really in the ancient battlefield of that era now, or whether he had integrated into the mental state of one of the soldiers after borrowing the Dao.

It seems impossible for him to really kill now, because he is just a bystander, not a participant, but he feels that he seems to be completely involved now, constantly waving weapons, and constantly stabbing Changge into the body of one robe after another.

Blood was splashing, his body was crumbling, and Su Bai's killing, after going through the initial torment and struggle, became more and more proficient, that bloodthirsty and madness had completely soaked his reason, as if what was in front of him was not his own colleagues, but enemy chieftains who were enemies of the empire and the ancestral dragon!

kill

kill

kill

Kill, kill, kill!!!!!!!!!

Su Bai knew that this state was wrong, but he didn't have the ability to change him, he had become more and more integrated into this scene, as if this was his memory, and it was like this memory was what was happening.

As the killing began, Su Bai felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger, and the flesh and blood of the former robe were integrated into his body, turned into nutrients, and began to nourish himself constantly.

This is like raising Gu, or a kind of redistribution of resources.

Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers, like a large circle of Gu worms, are biting, devouring, they are strong, and at the same time, they are also dedicating.

Su Bai felt his eyes begin to moisten, killing, killing,

There are fewer and fewer people,

Less and less,

The mania and madness of the beginning are slowly fading, and the act of killing seems to be just a mechanical habit, an instinct, an inertia.

You can't get the slightest pleasure or accomplishment from killing, and as you see more and more stumps on the ground, a desolate atmosphere begins to surround you.

In the sky, the ancestral dragon stood silently, the five-clawed golden dragon seemed to have completely lost its vitality, but its body was still floating in the sky, and its huge body looked no different from the rootless duckweed at this time.

Zu Long's hand was trembling slightly, but this tremor was hidden under his black dragon robe, he had faced a scene countless times more tragic than this, but now this scene made his heart hurt the most.

A well-mannered young man walked up to Zu Long, and beside him, a general stood.

Zu Long nodded, as if agreeing to the young man's request.

The young man held a flute and began to play a song "The Return of the Soul", which is a picture that cannot be recorded in the history books, and it is also a scene that future generations are destined to be incomprehensible, but it really happened, fighting in the same room, helplessness, pain, grievance, anger, all kinds of emotions are constantly intertwined and circling, making people's hearts feel as if they have been pressed by a mountain, and it is difficult to breathe!

Su Bai had forgotten who he was, he was just killing again and again, if he didn't kill others, others would kill him, there was no choice at all.

Finally, when the number of people who could stand around was reduced to a certain number, everyone subconsciously stopped killing, and those who survived, there were about 500 people, tens of thousands of soldiers, and only 500 people remained, each of them carried a monstrous evil spirit, and one by one, the blood was extremely vigorous.

It is no exaggeration to say that these 500 people are the essence of this tens of thousands of troops.

Fusu stopped playing, he seemed to be a little afraid to look directly at the tragic scene below, he was puzzled, he hesitated, he was helpless, he didn't know why his father did this, but these were all the consolidation of the army that followed his father to sweep the six countries in the south and the north, but now, almost all of them are buried here.

Meng Tian on the side stretched out his hand and grabbed Fusu's shoulder, Fusu wanted to resist, but he didn't succeed, and he was finally forcibly taken back to Longlu by Meng Tian.

The ancestral dragon stepped on his feet, and his figure fell, and the five hundred soldiers who had just killed the surging warriors knelt down towards the ancestral dragon in front of them almost completely following their instincts at this time.

The ancestral dragon walked past each of them as if it were a parade, but the stumps and stumps that littered the surrounding mountains did not create an atmosphere of joy.

When Zu Long walked in front of him, Su Bai obviously noticed the person in front of him, as if he paused, for a while, a feeling of being completely seen through his heart hit, but it seemed that there was only this moment of pause, and Zu Long walked to the next person.

In the distance, there was a noise of carriages and horses, and a white-haired old man dressed as a warlock walked slowly, and behind the old man stood many boys and girls, who pushed the carriage all the way to follow, and on the carriage was a black coffin.

The old man walked up to Zu Long and bowed down to say goodbye.

Zu Long turned his back, and the two seemed to be communicating something, and finally, Zu Long nodded.

The old man got up, he was holding a string of paper talismans in his hand, he walked up to a Qin soldier and pasted this paper talisman on the forehead of Qin Bing, who immediately fell down unconscious.

The boys and girls on one side of the standby reached out and lifted the Qin soldier and put it into the coffin, and these boys and girls were pasted with rune paper behind them, which was a bit similar to the yellow turban wrestlers refined by the Taoist priests in later generations, so the strength was great.

One by one, the old men pasted on, and it seemed that because of the ancestral dragon, none of the soldiers resisted, and one by one they fell because they were plastered with talisman paper, and one by one they were carried into the coffin by the boys and girls and sealed up.

Finally, the old man came to Su Bai, he picked up the rune paper, but suddenly paused, and then, a suspicious smile appeared on his face, but the action did not stop, and the hand holding the rune paper began to move to Su Bai's forehead,

Su Bai suddenly had a huge sense of crisis in his heart,

As if if this rune paper was pasted,

Then whoever you are,

No matter where you are,

No matter what kind of medium you enter here,

Eventually, they will be completely sealed!