A woman, covered in blood, trudging through the desert with no end in sight.

She is Ah Chang, the Holy Lord of the Arrows of the Daci Dynasty.

With Ah Chang's eyesight, he could have seen far away!

But the yellow sand rolled up by the storm obscured the sky and the sun, and even she, the Holy Lord of the Dignified Arrows, had her eyesight suppressed within a hundred zhang.

Zheng!

The sound of gold!

There were several chains hidden in the depths of the yellow sand, and they suddenly attacked and wrapped around Ah Chang's body.

Her feet were deep in the sand, and she was already struggling to move.

Entangled in iron ropes, he finally fixed Ah Chang in place!

In fact, this sand sea Achang is almost on the edge and is about to escape.

The iron cables of the sneak attack have also been shattered by her!

Wrapped around her are already the last few iron cables.

But when the manpower is exhausted, let alone Ah Chang, who is already seriously injured?

The confrontation between people and formations, and finally Achang was defeated by his physical strength?

No.

Ah Chang suddenly raised his head!

Her eyes were staring at the scorching sun in the sky, even though the sun's brilliance stinged her eyes!

"Original...... Are you here?"

Found it, the one who arranged the formation.

Ah Chang still doesn't know who the other party is, but he wants to have a lot of relationship with Yan Yuan, otherwise how would he go to great lengths to fight with him with the formation to such a point?

She knew that the other party's cultivation was not as good as her own!

Helplessly, the formation mage is such a cheating existence.

Arrange the formation in advance, lure the king into the urn, and defeat the enemy by relying on the strategic advantage of waiting for work.

The advantage of this formation mage in front of him was even more obvious, because he was seriously injured by Emperor Jiajing first.

"Huh."

"I won."

Ah Chang spoke as if he were talking to himself.

"It's a pity that you only have these two formations to leave, if you have one more formation, I will definitely lose."

"You're in the realm of conformity."

"You can't make up for the gap in the realm after all."

"Go to the Netherworld Mansion and accompany Yan Yuan."

As he spoke, Ah Chang bent his bow and arrow again.

The bowstring of aura condensation has been stretched to the limit!

The arrow, aimed at the scorching sun in the sky.

As Achang locked on to the target with the power of his arrow, the wind and clouds in the sky changed abruptly, and the scorching sun changed, turning into the appearance of a wonderful woman.

"Amazing array mage, say your name before you die." Ah Chang said in a flat tone.

She has endured countless killings.

When she was a mortal village woman, even her husband died by her own arrows.

Killing people, Ah Chang can be as bland as drinking water.

It is also impossible to escape.

In the whole world, except for Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty and his eldest sister, no one can escape after being locked by his own arrow power.

Ah Chang was sure that he would never miss a shot.

"My name is Lu Fubao."

"Yan Yuan is my senior brother."

Lu Fubao can have many dazzling identities.

Empress of the Great Jin!

The daughter of Wenxin Hou Lu Chunqiu!

The world's first mage!

But at this moment, she came for revenge, and her only identity was the junior sister of the great Confucian Yan Yuan.

Ah Chang was stunned.

"Are you Lu Chunqiu's daughter?"

"Lu Chunqiu is Fan Li's person, Fan Li dares to have a showdown with Daci?!"

An important piece of information!

Ah Chang immediately decided that after killing Lu Fubao, he would immediately warn the Daci Dynasty.

In addition to assassination, the Holy Lord of Arrows also has a natural advantage in transmitting information.

The longest range of her archery skills is actually a thousand miles of arrows, although she must give up lethality, but it is appropriate to pass on information.

"Die!"

An arrow was shot, with Achang's determination to kill.

It's just a matter of conformity, even if she's

Seriously wounded, one arrow is enough to kill you.

In the sky, Lu Fubao does not dodge or dodge.

One arrow through the heart!

Ah Chang even saw Lu Fubao's round eyes, as if he was unwilling to die before he died.

She smiled.

This formation was quite thrilling, and he was almost intercepted and killed by a cultivator of the Merge Dao Realm.

"Good thing I ......."

Ah Chang didn't finish speaking, but he saw Lu Fubao's body disappear in the air, and it turned out to be a phantom!?

God, suddenly it's dark!

The darkness of the fingers that you can't see!

Ah Chang had a bad premonition, these were not the two formations that had been pestering her for a long time.

And a third formation?!

"You have seen Guo Fengxiao's [Beacon Fire Yellow Sand Array] and Zhou Gongjin's [Iron Lock Hengjiang Array]."

"I've got a third formation, so let's open your eyes."

The sky is as dark as ink, and suddenly the lights are bright!

One, two, three...... There are a total of seven bronze lamps, with simple shapes and deep charm, as if they have existed for eternity!

Of the seven bronze lamps, only six were actually lit.

The only one that went out was stuck with an arrow, the one that should have been shot at Lu Fubao's heart!

Ah Chang's unyielding eyes finally revealed a flustered mood.

"Zhuge Liang, Seven Stars Pray?!"

She once secretly helped Wanli and shot seven bronze lamps to extinguish all of them, how could she not know this formation?

"No!"

"I can't die!"

"The dream of the Pure Land has not been realized, and I have not repaid the kindness of my eldest sister!"

Ah Chang spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her spiritual power was almost exhausted, and if she forcibly urged it, she would have to sacrifice her life before she could barely recover some combat strength.

Bend the bow!

Arrows!

Ah Chang wants to shoot out the seven bronze lamps one by one like he did many years ago!

However, as soon as she raised her arms, she saw that the only extinguished bronze lamp suddenly flickered, and it was actually the light that was rekindled, illuminating a piece of heaven and earth!

"Impossible!"

"I have extinguished Zhuge Liang's lamp!"

"How can it be rekindled?!"

In all directions, Lu Fubao's voice sounded at the same time.

"Before Wu Hou died, he had already corrected the defects of the [Seven Star Prayer Array]."

"And I'm fortunate enough to inherit it."

The voice fell.

Seven bronze lamps were lit up at the same time, condensing the shape of a green dragon in the night sky.

"Aung !!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth!

The green dragon's twin pupils suddenly locked onto Ah Chang, and the murderous aura made the Holy Lord of the Mahayana Realm tremble!

Ah Chang wants to escape!

Although her opponent was only in the Merge Dao Realm, her only thought at the moment was to escape.

Her archery is not suitable for face-to-face combat with the enemy.

She is used to hiding in the shadows, hiding in the distance, and shooting an arrow that will catch you off guard!

But now, Ah Chang's legs are stuck in the sand, and his body is trapped by iron cables.

Can't escape!?

"Dingzhongyuan: Green Dragon Glaive!"

Lu Fubao snorted!

Her voice is sweet, still like a beautiful girl, but she has the momentum of sweeping Liuhe!

"Aung !!!!!"

The green dragon is unstoppable!

It penetrates the distance between heaven and earth!

also penetrated Ah Chang's body!

There was no bloodshed, no flesh and bones parted.

However, the eyes of the Holy Lord of the Arrows, the vitality quickly faded until the eyes were gone.

The green dragon returned to the sky and divided into seven lights.

The bronze lamp is hidden, the yellow sand disappears, and the iron cable turns into a road and the cold air dissipates.

Heaven and earth have returned to their original colors, and this is still the original mountain forest.

The altar, still there.

Yan Yuan's spiritual position is still there.

Under the white banner that read, 'Ah Chang, the Holy Lord of Arrows, died here today', there was indeed Ah Chang's dead body.

Lu Fubao was dressed in Confucian clothes and knelt in front of the spiritual seat.

Three kneels, nine knocks.

Tears slid down Fu Bao's beautiful cheeks, and she said softly, "Senior brother, please rest in peace."