Chapter 130: What You Picked, Idol (Ask for Subscription)

After the destruction of the banner, the soldiers and horses of the Turkic side gradually fell into chaos.

Seeing that the situation was turning in favor of the Tang Dynasty, the generals in the Tang army hurriedly ordered the trumpet to be blown and the whole army charged.

On the other side, the Tang cultivators who preemptively took the lead against Shuaiqi did not dare to take any more risks at this time, and they strictly guarded one by one, preferring to have one more wound on their bodies, but also dragging the Turkic wizards to prevent them from having a chance to free their hands.

"Ahh Seeing that the battlefield here was about to collapse again, and the great Turkic territory had to lose another piece, the wizards who were forced to be anxious destroyed themselves one by one as if they were going crazy.

Slice the palm of your hand with the blade you carry and smear the blood on the hideous totem drawn in front of you.

With the pouring of blood, the totems that spread throughout the entire upper body emitted a bright red light like blood.

In the next moment, one wizard after another let out an inhuman roar.

Their muscles and muscles were agitating wildly, as if there were thousands of rats hidden under their skin.

These wizards have either grown in size, or have sharp teeth growing out of their flat mouths, or even countless feathers have been drilled out from under the skin of their arms, turning their arms into bloody wings.

"It hurts, I hurt so much!"

"Die, all the Tang people have to die!"

「......」

Later, these sorcerers who had changed were no longer human, and the wizards could no longer utter a complete human voice, but were all the roars of wild beasts.

And after a short period of adaptation to the new body,

The wizards roared as well, and rushed towards the cultivators head-on with the damage of the spells.

The monks present were shocked, they thought that these sorcerers were using the magic of asking the gods to possess them again, and they also did the same, asking the nearest god for help... But it wasn't until later, watching these wizards distinguish themselves from the painful struggles of the past, that they realized.

Although the ritual process is much the same, in essence, it has been transformed into a completely different kind of sorcery.

Using the flesh and blood of demons as raw materials, tattooing totems on the bodies of living people, and pouring blood into them if necessary can turn these wizards into demons.

From the outside, it looks like this.

But if it's just that simple, it's impossible to have the power it has now.

With the blessing of evil magic, these wizards have definitely produced the effect of one plus one being greater than two, coupled with the spiritual rain that is now pouring down, after falling on their bodies and being absorbed, the already fierce momentum has become even higher.

In the face of such a fierce wizard, they didn't dare to let go of the attack on the military formation.

I can only face the madness of these Turks on the one hand, and invite the gods again.

In the midst of the melee.

Especially the Taoist priest who blew up the Turkic Shuai Banner with a thunder spell just now, and at this moment he received the highest standard treatment from the wizards.

A wizard resembling a falcon and a wizard with horn muscles that almost exploded wrapped around him.

Barely took a blow and flew out a few meters, looking at the bent sword Taoist who was almost about to break, he only felt a pain in his heart, and then a countercurrent surged up his throat, but he raised his head before opening his mouth.

And in the sky above his head, a wizard with his arms turned into wings and legs like eagle claws was rapidly falling from the sky, stretching out his claws to grasp the Taoist priest.

At this moment, the Taoist priest drummed up his mana, and a mouthful of blood-stained arrows gushed out, directly hitting the wizard's chest.

In the next moment, white smoke billowed out.

The wizard's front felt as if it had been burned by a soldering iron, and there was a sizzling sound peculiar to the barbecue, and at the same time it let out a terrible eagle roar, and when it saw the magic sword facing it, it hurriedly flapped its wings and turned around.

Seeing the Eagle Wizard go away, the Taoist priest's face became a little better, but as soon as he got up, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a rumbling sensation behind him, like a piece of meat, and the bull-headed wizard of the mountain stretched out his arms and hugged him.

If this is true, I am afraid that the best situation will be that he will be cut off by the waist.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest's face changed, and he hurriedly stood up and circled with the other party.

And the cultivators around him are not much different from his state, highlighting two words - embarrassed!

It was in stark contrast to the military formation that was marching forward not far away, crushing the Turkic cavalry.

"Isn't it God? Why haven't you arrived yet, hurry up, if you don't come again, you're really going to die!" In the chaotic battlefield, perhaps because of the slap in the eye, there was a particularly loud voice.

Even on the battlefield where the sound of fighting is boiling and shaking, it can be heard clearly.

"Who scolded, hurry up and apologize to Dao Ye for kneeling and kowtowing, bastard!"

The Taoist priest who was holding on to the bull-headed wizard heard this, and even took the time to scold, but unfortunately his words did not echo.

It can't be said that there is nothing at all.

Zhang Ke, who was immersed in synesthesia with heaven and earth, suddenly felt that his state fluctuated slightly, and then suddenly a violent and resentful voice suddenly came from his ears.

Zhang Ke: "?"

It's like being asleep when you hear a loud noise, and although you are not directly awakened, you are also aware of what is happening in the outside world.

In the haze, Zhang Ke saw a high ground where spells were shot indiscriminately, and the popularity on the ground was mixed with the demonic energy.

Most importantly, the voice full of resentment came from this high ground.

Ke Zhang: Oh, I see, come right away!

With the change of his will, the dark clouds in the sky of the battlefield suddenly began to be stirred, and countless silver-white lightning galloped through the clouds, and the rumbling thunder almost deafened people's ears.

Looking at this scene, the tired cultivators on the ground cheered up again.

"Well, with the help of the gods, your time of death has come, demons!"

"Senior sister, woo, if you hold on a little longer, we will win immediately!"

「......」

However, listening to the cheers of the others, the Taoist priest was the only one, looking at the churning sky, his eyes were distracted, and finally he muttered in a low voice, "Why, Dao Master feels that a catastrophe is coming?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a flash of lightning in the sky, followed by a violent thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth:

"Boom!"

A scene like the collapse of the Tianhe River played out in the sky of the Gobi Desert, and silvery thunder and lightning poured down from the clouds.

The sea of thunder is overwhelming!

It was as if the heavens were wrath and wanted to cleanse the world.

Devil?

What is that, even the raised heights were flooded by the raging thunder sea for the first time, and the raging thunder sea even rushed down the highlands and rushed towards the surroundings of the Gobi.

The thunder sea was raging, and everywhere it passed, everything became blurred in a silvery light......

I don't know how long it has been.

High underground, the generals who had recovered from the shock and trance hurriedly urged the soldiers to climb to the high ground.

As for the Turks, who took advantage of the opportunity to flee ...

I don't have time to chase it, it's important to save people.

What's more, before the overturning of Lei Hai, they had already rushed back and forth in the Turkic army formation several times, and more than half of the more than 10,000 cavalry had been lost, and they could be regarded as having completed the task.

However, it was only after approaching with the army that they realized the tricky part.

The ground from the foot to the high ground turned a charred black color, and the surface was steaming hot, and people did not take a few steps to step on it, and the blisters were burned under their feet.

Stuck directly in the first step.

They can't even go up to the high ground, let alone live to see people.

"Oh no... Come and send a few scouts, quickly return to the camp to inform the general of the current situation, and ask the masters of the two Buddhist and Taoist families to come to help!"

After the general watched the scout leave, he turned his head again, looking at the scorching scorched earth in front of him and secretly had a headache.

The Turks were not completely annihilated, and it was still a trivial matter that the battle achievements were halved, and the cultivators equipped with his own army were injured, which meant that the number of subsequent battles in his army plummeted.

This is normal.

Even every soldier in the army was enlisted

The sons of good families, not to mention these monks who have mastered magic, must be recommended by famous and decent families or in a way similar to filial piety.

In this way, the number is naturally scarce.

There are 10,000 soldiers, and there are only a few dozen cultivators who can match them, and this is still all distributed to the army on the front line of the border, and the safety of the inner palace is handed over to those folk cultivators and bull snake gods.

Of course, there are also means to prevent accidents on the side of the Metropolitan Protectorate, but this is not something that generals need to pay attention to.

He only knew that after this battle, he might have to sit on the cold bench for a long time, and he might not even miss the entire Western Regions campaign... Just thinking about how they were all injured made the generals feel their blood pressure soar, not to mention the worst outcome.

If this group of people is all karma, he must, must...

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say it.

......

Until half a day later, although the scorched earth could not be set foot on, the hot temperature finally did not approach, and it felt as if it was about to be baked.

At the same time, a vague point of light faintly appeared in the sky, and then quickly zoomed closer, and the general found that it was a middle-aged Taoist with a flying sword on his feet and a fairy wind dao bone.

As soon as he landed, the Taoist couldn't wait to ask, "Haven't you seen any traces of living people on the mountain until now?"

The general shook his head.

......Hearing this, the Daoist's breathing suddenly became rapid for a moment, and after a few breaths, the expression on his face returned to normal, and he opened his mouth to invite the general: "Although it is a bit presumptuous, but the time is pressing, the general will go up directly with the poor road!"

As he spoke, he didn't give the general a chance to reply, so he grabbed his arm directly.

The general only felt a huge pull, and then a strong wind struck, blowing so that he couldn't open his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the person had already appeared on the high ground, and when he just felt the scorching heat in the air, the Taoist put a talisman in front of him.

"This talisman fires and protects the general from walking here... Well, it's fine!"

"It's a bit troublesome about this long-lasting thunder and lightning power, but there is a poor way, and the general doesn't need to worry about his own safety......

What the Taoist was saying, the general didn't listen to it at all, and he looked at the scenery in front of him with dull eyes.

His eyes scanned around, and all that was left was the thunder that had gathered in some low-lying places and had not completely dissipated.

But compared to the sound of thunder and lightning crackling, what made the general even more creepy was that he looked back and forth three times and found no trace of a living person!

"Both... Are they all dead?" The general turned his head stiffly, looked at the Daoist beside him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dao Chief, all of them are dead... This lady's..."

"Don't criticize the gods!"

Although the middle-aged Daoist's whole brain was now blindfolded, he still imprinted a small spell on the general's body in time, and then relieved: "General, there is a god three feet above your head!"

This is not what Taoists say when they persuade people to be kind on weekdays, because at this moment there is one on their head, although this person is busy with business and has no time to take care of them, but if you owe it, the situation will be different.

After sealing the general's mouth, the Taoist wandered around on this scorched earth, and from time to time waved the dust, turning out a charred black human figure from under the scorched earth.

I was relieved to see the general.

But the Taoist people have always been like water, because in these figures, thirty percent of them have completely turned into a piece of coke, and the rest of the situation is not very optimistic, and most of them only have one breath left.

Fortunately, he anticipated the situation and brought the elixir and runic water.

After a lot of busyness, although it didn't save everyone, at least the lives of those who are still alive now will not be in danger.

At this time, the Taoist wiped the sweat from his head, got up and walked towards one of the less charred figures, although his face became charred black, but just looking at his figure, he could still vaguely distinguish the identity of the other party - the Taoist priest who summoned thunder.

Gently support the other party, and slowly inject his own mana into the body of the figure, with

He called out, "Disciple? In vain? It's time for you to wake up!"

"Master, master?"

The dry body gradually eased up after being replenished with mana, and as soon as Coke opened his eyes, he saw the middle-aged Taoist.

After just one glance, reason collapsed like a broken embankment, and the withered arm hugged the Taoist and cried.

"Alright, alright, isn't this the teacher? Come, tell the master what happened here before."

"Don't worry, I have already benefited from the general before the master came, if this matter has nothing to do with you, then tomorrow my Buddhism and Taoism will go to the Xiyue Temple to ask for justice for you!"

The Taoist priest listened to the master's words and gritted his teeth.

The already fragile teeth shattered directly under this force, and even his jaw clicked with a crisp sound.

Fortunately, his master is skilled, and although he couldn't stitch back the broken tooth after a toss, he can at least speak after connecting his jaw, and then the two people present heard a scolding full of resentment:

"I don't know a donkey with a bubble in his brain. Egg, who thinks that the magic is slow, scolded his old man...... And then this sea of thunder came!"

As he spoke, the young Taoist priest's eyes moistened a little.

You're there!

That's it, you're still practicing, you're cultivating! @#¥¥%%

Dao Ye wishes you to be split into scum by the Lei Hai just now, but if you dare to leave a soul left, Dao Ye will have to give you a long insight*...... &a;%……

"Woo woo, master, I'm in so much pain!"

When this side of the battlefield becomes a piece of chicken feathers.

On the border, or on the towering boulder, Zhang Ke opened his eyes and raised his hand to catch the divine seal falling from the sky.

And the moment the seal of the gods fell into his hands......