Inujuro's dog blood, in the harsh low temperature, did not freeze.

What's even more outrageous is that Fan Long burst out with vindictiveness, and the dog's blood did not evaporate, it was still slippery and greasy, and Fan Long fell firmly.

Wu Nian and the others, who were already preparing to support, were even more speechless when they saw this scene.

Inujuro is something that has changed, so against the sky, it doesn't look like a dog demon.

Fan Long shook his hand, the dog's blood was already stuck to his glove, and with a snort, the fighting spirit cut the glove to pieces. Fan Long wants to cry without tears, what the fuck is this?

Curses?

As soon as Fan Long delayed like this, it would be tragic for the soldiers who expected him to resist the soul cannon of Zi Mu and his mother.

Most of the soldiers who released their fighting spirit were shot like sieves. A small number of powerful knights are also covered in blood holes, and their armor is attached to the fighting spirit, and the effect of resisting the soul cannon is limited.

Only Fan Long was the only one who could protect everyone, but Fan Long was rolling on the ground, and he didn't seem to want to get up for a while.

Ying Yang grabbed Jun Wuxie, and several monks and soldiers held Inujuro and went straight to the top of the tower. The two wounded were placed in the open space on the tenth floor, and Wu Nian personally took action, sat in front of Jun Wuxie, recited Buddhist scriptures, and dispelled the power of the curse little by little.

The priest who cursed Jun Wuxian had already been killed by Inujuro, so the dispel speed this time was quite fast. Layers of black qi came out of Jun Wuxie's body, and it was put into a gourd on the waist of the old monk Wunian.

His gourd is small and cute, and after the black gas enters, it makes the sound of cooking oil on a blazing fire.

Su Jing personally looked at Inujuro's injury, there was no poisoning, no bones, only skin and flesh damage.

"Juro, are you going to do this forever? Su Jing patted Inujuro's huge dog head.

Inujuro said with tears in his eyes: "Young master, I'm going to die." ”

"I'll bury you. Eagle Yang stood beside him. Coldly authentic.

When Inujuro heard this, he rolled on the ground and turned into a human form. Su Jing threw out a set of armor and asked him to put it on.

"How's Jun Wuxie?" Inujuro poked his head out to see Jun Wuxian lying on the ground.

"You don't care, don't rush like this in the future. The speed of the eagle is several times that of you, and you will leave immediately after saving people, what kind of majesty are you posing?" Su Jing reprimanded.

"Young master, I won't dare in the future. ”

Inujuro really didn't dare, he still had a serious injury to his back. said that his injuries were light, which was compared with Jun Wuxie.

Su Jing gave him an elixir to heal his wounds, and turned to look at Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxian was still unconscious, and Su Jing noticed that Wu Nian dispelled the black qi in Jun Wuxie's body. At the same time, he is also absorbing the true Qi in Jun Wuxie's body.

Wujian explained beside him: "Shizi, this Jun Wuxian Buddha and Dao dual cultivation is nothing, but our Xinyi Sect is about to switch to the Daomen, and the Buddha power in his body is still cleared." This time it was his luck, the power of the curse entangled in the Buddha nature in his body. When it is dispelled, it brings out all the Buddha nature. ”

"What will be the impact?"

"The bad part is. His realm will fall to the late stage of foundation building, and his combat effectiveness will definitely plummet. ”

"What about the good place?"

"In the future, he can directly practice the Taoist technique adapted from the Buddhist exercises, and there will be no troubles. It is important to know that the Dao, the reformed Dao, and the two initiates are completely different concepts. He can still suppress it now, if it continues like this, after the triple Jindan, he will face the test of life and death every day, and the conflict in his body will break out at any time. ”

Su Jing didn't expect it to be so troublesome. The realm of Jun Wuxian will fall, and the military power of the Double Dragons in the dark night will only be available to the monks. The disciples of the Su family who took refuge were not as good as Jun Wuxie's combat effectiveness.

"Shizi, this is a good thing, Jun Wuxian Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation, there are a lot of Buddhist magic weapons on your body, if someone uses them to attack you in the future, it will not be good. After this time, all the equipment on Jun Wuxie's body has also been changed, and no one can say what is wrong. His cultivation in the future will definitely be easier, and it will be easier to recover his strength, that is, it will be a matter of three or five years. ”

Su Jing thought about it, it was also the truth, the Shuanglong Army in the dark night would train and rest in the twin cities, and it would take three or five years before it would devote itself to the great cause of the Western Expedition.

The enemy's expedition to the east was very poorly prepared, and there were no elite soldiers, but it could not cause any substantial damage to the empire. This million army can be dealt with by one family of the Su family.

The battle at Hulukou will end soon, and it will drag on for a few months at most. What realm Jun is innocent in has no impact on his own plans.

The two wounded were considered safe, and Su Jing went to care about the battle on the second floor.

That Fan Long was still falling to the ground, as if he was dancing a strange dance. Inujuro's dog blood made it difficult for him to move an inch, and he used his fighting spirit several times, but he broke his armor and equipment.

It is even stranger that the fighting spirit of a Sanctuary knight would tear open his armor. In Inujuro's blood, there seems to be a stronger curse power, so that Fan Long can't even stand up.

Everyone lay on the ground, not daring to stand up anymore, and the only person who was not afraid to stand could not get up again.

The offensive in the corridor was directly disintegrated by a pool of dog blood.

The old monk sighed in his heart, Buddhism is in decline, if it is a strong period, when he sees a monster like Inujuro, he immediately surrenders and becomes a protector, which is the huge combat power of Buddhism.

At that time, when I encountered this kind of little demon, as long as a person of my own identity came out, he said very kindly: Donor, you have a relationship with Buddhism.

It's a pity, it's a pity, such a good material was used by Su Jing as a small servant.

Wunian felt that he was having some difficulty reciting scriptures, and his heart was on Inujuro.

Su Mu had already retreated to the third floor with the idea of killing and injuring some of the enemy, but he didn't expect that the enemy was trapped in the corridor and couldn't move.

She smiled and beckoned, causing the archers to switch to rune arrows to attack.

Rune arrows are precious, but those guys in beautiful armor are definitely worth dealing with with rune arrows. The sound of swishing was incessant, and the Ironclad Soldier shot ordinary arrows, which were hoisted towards the ground. The soldiers of the Twin Dragons in the Night use talisman arrows.

At the other end of the corridor, magicians and priests risk being shot and unleash magic and magic into the corridor under the protection of the heavily shielded infantry.

The weakening ability of this Yongdao is too terrifying, a magic or magic technique, more than a hundred meters away, has been weakened to only two percent of its power.

Fan Long gave up struggling and lay on the ground, feeling extremely humiliated. The dignified knight of the Sanctuary couldn't stand up because of his slippery hands and feet. Even if he could stand up now, he didn't know if he still had the courage to continue to charge.

The feathered arrows above his head flew in waves, and most of them were resisted by the knights' unleashed skills, but there were still a few and a half, hitting the soldiers behind.

The power of these feather arrows is not as terrible as the soul cannon, but they can't withstand the frequent attacks, and the injuries of those soldiers accumulate a lot, and soon some soldiers die due to excessive blood loss, and their blood flows out of the armor, under their bodies, and freezes with the blue ice.

This is a desperate battle, and Fan Long's heart has such a trace of emotion. Inujuro's blood continues to affect him. He regretted it a little, and why did he have to charge into battle himself. If you let the soldiers pile up in waves, you will definitely be able to advance to the end of the road.

The attack seemed ferocious, but the length of the corridor was only more than 300 meters, and if 2,000 people were sacrificed, they could force their way through.

It's just that if you have to sacrifice 2,000 people on each floor, 10 layers will be 20,000 people, and you can't afford this kind of loss. If 100,000 people lose 20,000, there is no credit left.

Dead a priest and let yourself lose your mind, now ......

Bang!

A one-meter-diameter block of ice fell from the sky and smashed on Fan Long's body. Inside the passage, the spell attack finally began to be released. Those runic arrows killed his knights, and then shot ordinary soldiers, it was not worth it.

At the end of the road, dozens of priests lost their backbone and immediately elected a new leader. The middle-aged priest said to everyone: "Fan Long is trapped by the formation, we don't want to save any strength now, otherwise we will stay in front of this passage forever, I suggest, summon the Death Scythe and force it over." Fan Long's role is still very large, if he is not trapped by the formation, he can at least be worthy of two holy domains. ”

"Agreed. ”

"I agree. ”

The pastors expressed their positions one after another, and the middle-aged pastor saw that everyone had no opinion, and went down the stone stairs to the first floor.

The priests asked the soldiers to clear the ground, take out the equipment they were carrying, and begin to draw summoning arrays. Their strength is not low, but if they want to summon a creature of the level of the Death Scythe, without a larger summoning array, it is equivalent to sending them to death.

Summoning out of thin air, that's what a patriarch can do.

On the ground, the sacred texts written in quills were stacked on top of each other, and the complex lines were outlined, and the priests were attentive, for fear that there would be mistakes and omissions in those places. Their mental power is more precise than any ruler. In just two minutes, dozens of priests successfully drew an oval-shaped summoning array.

The summoning array was large enough for dozens of adults to stand without crowding, and when the final stroke was completed, the purple divine inscriptions floated, drifting in the air, colliding with each other.

"Perfect, my God, I hope you will send a mighty Death Scythe to clear all obstacles for us. The middle-aged pastor is not saying a prayer, but a glimmer of anticipation in his heart.

Nine priests stood around the summoning array, and the priests behind them blessed them with spiritual power attributes, so that they could recite prayers more steadily.

The entire floor of the Buddhist Gate Battle Tower was darkened, and the lights on the wall seemed to be compressed into the stone wall, and it was already difficult to see between square inches.

As soon as the prayers of the nine priests began to be recited, the floating divine text responded violently, and the line symbols on the ground twisted and trembled like water waves.

The rich power of death escaped from the center of the teleportation array, and this momentum made even the believers of the god of death tremble. (To be continued......)