Chapter 432: Ten Thousand Years of National Mourning, Soldiers Have Magical Powers

The figure in the costume appeared, and Wang Xuan's mind flashed with inspiration, and he instantly understood what these curses were.

In ancient times, there was a king, the society was broken, the incense became a curse, and the ghost turned into a curse...

Memorial.

This thing was still seen in an ancient book he found in the Taiyi Sect's Scripture Pavilion.

The book is called "Essays on Lingyou", and most of the things recorded are bizarre and unbelievable. Wang Xuan thought it was the whispering of his predecessors, but he didn't expect to see this thing.

If the "ghost sacrifice" is the grievance of all the people, and the "array" of the ancient battlefield in the Kanyuan Mountains is the military battle will, then this "national martyrdom" is the sorrow of the society.

The collapse of Shinto, the slaughter of cities and the destruction of the country, and the death of kings with incense from the community, mixed with the resentment of the people, will turn into this terrifying poisonous curse.

"My lord, please give me some advice."

Next to him, Mo Yunxiao asked.

Although those humanoid spells were not easy to provoke at first glance, the sergeants all had unchanged expressions, without fear, and their eyes were full of war.

Fang Cai Immortal Gu Canghai's words, everyone had already heard them.

The Nine Ghost Countries, even if the ancient Zhou Dynasty in the heyday of the human race died because of this, let alone now.

The tragedy shocked everyone.

Emperor Wei You actually wanted to attract such a great enemy, even if he was crushed, he could not let it succeed.

Wang Xuan gritted his teeth, "Rush!" ”

He had no clue about the curse of the nation's death.

But that's the way it is on the battlefield, not always with perfect preparation, and not always with wits to win.

More often than not, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and they can only fight a bloody road.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The Yongan Iron Cavalry charged again, everyone rode their horses and galloped, blood-colored military patterns appeared all over their bodies, and their fighting spirit reached its peak.

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, he is not afraid.

Wang Xuan no longer kept it, his cloak flew, the black jade treasure bow buzzed and trembled, and he caught a dragon crystal golden feather arrow.

His target was those demons, and he didn't have time to dwell on them.

Rumble!

Less than ten miles away, with the blessing of the black jade treasure bow, the dragon crystal golden feather arrow came in an instant, and slammed into the towering city wall.

Those military cultivators and the king's evil curse figures were shrouded in thunder almost instantly, and they didn't react at all.

But Wang Xuan's face was not happy, and the main generals behind him gathered together, and the iron cavalry of the army array once again rose to the clouds, using the green dragon escape.

In an instant, the army array suddenly picked up speed and rushed straight towards the murderous thunderball.

Of course, Wang Xuan had already calculated the time in his heart.

Just a few hundred meters away from the city wall, the thunderball reluctantly shrank and disappeared, leaving a huge gap.

"Kill!"

Wang Xuan roared angrily, and the soldiers behind him raised their longbows in unison, staring at the hill altar in the city.

The Great Zhou Dynasty implemented a sub-feudal system, and Emperor Zhou divided the kings of the world, which was only one of the royal cities, but only the ruins were larger than the current god capital.

Wang Xuan's golden feather arrows are powerful enough, but among those demons, there are archery masters, and even the dragon crystal golden feather arrows can be easily intercepted.

If you want to hit it with a single blow, you must hide in a rain of arrows, and you can attack after three breaths as long as you rush into the city.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan shouted angrily, and the dragon and tiger seals surged out, and the military formation accelerated again......

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On the altar of the hill, several people were startled by the power of the dragon crystal golden feather arrow, and their faces were vigilant.

"It's Wang Xuan's killer weapon."

The old monk's eyes were full of anxiety, and he turned his head to look at the old woman in the altar, "That dragon crystal golden feather arrow, even the old ghost of the Wei family doesn't dare to fight, how long will it take for this Yin Technique?" ”

Yang Fu, the Southern Jin Dynasty Arrow Saint next to him, also had a cold look in his eyes, "If there is Wang Xuan alone, I can block it, but the other party has an army array, so we'd better retreat first." ”

The scholar gritted his teeth and stared at the cavalry of the government army in the distance, "Wait a little longer..."

In the eyes of everyone, the Yong'an Mansion army had just rushed through the gap in the city wall, and the green flames flickered nearby, and the light became blurred.

All the cavalry of the government army disappeared without a trace...

"Hahaha."

The cold sweat on the scholar's forehead dissipated, and he stroked his palms and smiled: "Wonderful! His Majesty told him that even if there is an immortal city order, you can't do anything in the royal city, these people are simply killing themselves! ”

The old monk next to him looked stunned, looking around, his eyes were full of fear, "This royal city ban is so powerful..."

"It's just some old ghosts."

The scholar sneered: "I don't know the number of days, when there is such a catastrophe, my Li family's ancestor Bingsheng is kind to the people of the world, and he is still not borne by the people of the world!" ”

"They are all ignorant maggots, if Your Majesty succeeds in great things, we can wait for eternal life, these people can't even do ghosts!"

With that, he turned his head to look at the altar.

In the altar, the white candle and green fire roared up more than a zhang high, illuminating the surroundings full of miserable green, and at the same time, a strange aura rose.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts inexplicably.

The breathing water turned into white mist, and the ground also condensed into ice.

They all have good cultivation, but at this moment they are trembling, like mortals standing naked in the ice and snow.

"It's... It's the Netherworld. ”

Yang Fu, the arrow body of the Southern Jin Dynasty, frowned, unconsciously clenched the longbow in his hand, and there was a fear rising in his heart.

"It doesn't matter."

The scholar smiled and said: "Your Majesty once said that heaven and earth have their own laws, and if the Nine Shadows remove the soul, only the Dao True Immortal can enter, and otherwise, you can only use this Yin Technique." ”

The old monk next to him swallowed, "Your Majesty has also walked through the netherworld once, has he ever mentioned what is there?" ”

The scholar snorted coldly: "If you have the guts, ask yourself." ”

What they didn't notice was that the old woman's only seven souls were left in the Tong Kong, which was full of fear and despair...

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"Not good!"

As soon as Wang Xuance's horse rushed through the city wall, he was alerted to a great victory in his heart, and hurriedly stopped his horse.

However, it was already too late, and there was already a white fog around him, and it was hazy and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The soldiers of the government army behind him have also stopped.

Mo Yunxiao looked around vigilantly, "My lord, is this an illusion array?" ”

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, his face solemn.

Mo Yunxiao glanced at the Qinglong Banner behind him, and said in disbelief: "The military formation has not collapsed, what kind of phantom array is so powerful?" ”

"I'm afraid it's not just the Phantom Array..."

Wang Xuan turned the candle dragon eye, checked it and said in a deep voice: "This ancient Zhou royal city array is still running, and it is fused with the curse of national martyrdom, so it has this power. ”

With that, he took out the Liuyi plate from his arms.

The Liuyi Pan is also a magic weapon, and it is really powerful, and it can operate normally even if you are here.

The golden runes turned, gradually stopping.

Wang Xuan looked at the left, "Shengmen is over there, come with me, remember, don't shoot casually without my order, so as not to stir up the big array." ”

"When the door is messed up, we have to look for it again, and we don't have time."

"Yes, sir!"

Under the leadership of Wang Xuan, everyone moved forward cautiously.

The ground was full of bluestone slabs, the horse's hooves made a crisp sound, and the surroundings were full of white mist, and there was an eerie silence.

Ah Fu beside him also turned on the six-eared supernatural power again, but as soon as it was running, he whimpered and screamed, looking at Wang Xuan pitifully.

"Don't mess around."

Wang Xuan admonished, then looked at the Liuyi plate in his hand and walked forward carefully.

Gradually, there was a noisy sound in the dense fog ahead, and it didn't take long for it to be clearly audible.

It was an ancient language, with a completely different pronunciation than it does today, and it was very messy, both male and female.

Less than 100 meters ahead, the surrounding white fog dissipated instantly, and everyone appeared in a lively market.

Surrounded by towering boulder houses, the system is completely different from today, and the lintels of the barred railings are all bronze structure, simple and solemn.

There are people in the shop who are drinking and singing...

Smiling women go in and out of the rouge shop...

The peaches, plums, melons and fruits sold by the hawkers are surprisingly large and tender...

There is a handsome boy who walks with a fan, and there is a bull demon carrying luggage behind him...

The scene was very different from today.

"It's... Ancient Zhou Kingdom! ”

Mo Yunxiao was dumbfounded, and the sergeants around him were also full of curiosity.

The ancient Zhou Dynasty is rumored to be the heyday of the human race, and the ancient Zhou rites have even continued to the present.

Of course, most of them are apocryphal, after all, there are too few things left by the ancient Zhou, and people can only imagine from the remnants of ancient books.

The figures ignored the presence of the military formation and passed past them, as if the two worlds were overlapping.

"It's all an illusion, vigilance!"

Wang Xuan scolded angrily, and finally looked at the Liuyi plate.

But at that moment, all the figures in the bazaar stopped, and they all turned their heads to look at the sky to the north, their eyes full of fear.

Wang Xuan also looked up immediately, but he could only see a darkness spreading.

"Roar!"

In this ancient Zhou royal city, roars sounded in all directions.

Mo Yunxiao's eyes were shocked, and he pointed ahead, "Look, my lord!" ”

Wang Xuan was also silent, his face full of shock.

I saw figures rising up in the city.

There are Taoists riding the fire Jiao Caifeng, some people take off with swords, and there are monks jumping up, and the statue of King Kong with a height of ten zhang flashes behind him.

But what attracted them even more were the soldiers of the city.

Ancient warships rose up one after another, similar in shape to the treasure ships of the Great Chu Sky Survey Army, with not only huge talismans and spears on them, but also magic weapons similar to artillery.

The difference is that there are golden armor gods around this treasure ship, surrounded by phantoms, stepping on auspicious clouds, majestic.

Wang Xuan's eyes were extraordinary, and he immediately saw something strange.

This thing is a bit similar to the military soul of the Xiao Cavalry Army, but it is more cohesive, like a real person.

On the bridge of the treasure ship, there is a stone statue enshrined, which is exactly the same as the stone statue left by the Qianlong Army.

But these are just ordinary soldiers.

Rising up, there are also many generals in full armor, and the ribbons on their armor are fluttering, like gods will fly in the sky.

Wang Xuan is very familiar, a bit similar to the kind of magical power that Wu Tianya obtained from Zhenhai General Yuan Jiao.

Not only that, but those generals were also full of anger, condensing a three-zhang daze behind them.

Behind them, there were soldiers riding demon birds, and the evil aura of the military formation condensed, evolving into all kinds of fierce beasts, roaring and roaring to shake the heavens and the earth.

Mo Yunxiao said in a trembling voice: "My lord, it is the lost method of the soldiers!" ”

"That's right!"

Wang Xuan's eyes also flashed.

He also saw the figure of a marshal, with a flame disc levitating behind him, which was extremely similar to the magic light behind the Taiyi Sect's worship of the immortal gods.

Whether it is Great Chu or Great Wei, there are military wizards who have cultivated to the Seven Spirits Realm, but there is no such momentum at all.

He guessed right, above the Seven Spirits, there is indeed a realm!