The sun walked across the ground beyond the clouds, the flying insects shook the tips of the fallen leaves, and the ground shook, and countless figures holding weapons and horns splashed smoke and dust step by step.

Thundered.

Thousands of horsemen rushed around the outside of the horses, stirring the stirrups, clamping the horse's belly, holding the bow and arrows and aiming at the middle of the formation, the white-robed scholar who was holding the corpse horizontally, his hands were a little nervous, swallowing saliva, and from time to time he glanced at his companions in front and behind, as well as the khan under the big silk fluttering on the hillside.

“...... That's my booty!!"

The Khan's voice came from afar, as if he was drinking, and someone instinctively loosened his fingers holding the bowstring, and the string sound was 'bang' softly.

Whew—

The arrow flew above the group of foot soldiers, and the moment it nailed the person, the spherical light of the golden pattern flashed, and it fell powerlessly not far from the scholar of the Southern Dynasty.

Recently, a Turkic soldier watched the arrow fall to the ground, perhaps just subconsciously raised his knife to pounce, Lu Liangsheng, who stopped, looked sideways at the hillside, mana flowed, and the steel knife in the hand of the Turkic soldier was shattered, and his body flew back directly upside down, smashing into the pile, and several people who were hit fell down and rolled together, causing a small piece of chaos.

The eyes that crossed the corners of his eyes made his heart chill, and looking at the sand bowl from afar, he couldn't help but take two steps back, waving his sword and shouting, "High priest, take him down!"

The shaman priest also did not disobey the Khan's intentions, and originally went south to establish the prestige of the Great Khan to invade the south and reunite the Turkic tribes with uneven hearts.

Behind him, several attendants brought five small statues, all carved of animal wood and stone, and the priest stepped forward, straddled his feet left and right, pinched his fingers and crossed them in front of his chest, and his painted face was squirming, and his lips were chattering.

"Su Yi is in trouble...... Su Yi is in trouble...... Su Yi is in trouble......"

On the side, a Weng Gon Dharma floated down, a few wisps of green smoke flew out, and a barking dog barked with its teeth, the priest stopped the incantation, opened his eyes and looked at a white-robed figure below, and said a high voice: "Trouble!!"

Whew~~

The green smoke billowed out, showing the outlines of several beasts, and the barking of dogs was heard, which frightened the soldiers below to dodge quickly, and as soon as the green smoke landed, it tumbled and rushed up from the middle of the foot soldiers on both sides.

Lu Liangsheng stared at the green smoke, freed up one hand, and waved the sleeves of his robe back, and the smoke and dust deflected to the side, revealing a majestic figure.

The lion's mane, deer antlers, and dragon's head of the unicorn slammed out its hooves, and the blue and white arcs around its body swayed, setting off a hurricane, and the moment its mane shook off, it stretched its neck and opened its fangs and roared.

"Roar—"

The green smoke that poured over, as if frightened, directly stopped the speed, sounded the whimpering dog sound, turned the direction and flew back towards the hillside, no matter how the high priest drove it, he got into the Weng Gon, and even the seal that fell on the ground flew back and pasted it on its own.

Sha Bo opened his mouth slightly and looked at the still trembling dog Weng Gon on the ground in silence, and before the priest could explain and do it again, the beast that had never been seen next to the scholar below roared again.

"Roar!"

The Turkic cavalry horses around were frightened, stopped and raised their hooves during the run, flicked the horse's mane and spun around, and the foot soldiers who surrounded them retreated in horror, for fear of being hit by the scurrying electric sparks.

"Disperse!" "Great Khan, don't let that man go!"

"Life matters!"

"What kind of monster is that?!"

"The back, stand back a little—"

In a noisy and chaotic Turkic dialect, Lu Liangsheng put his apprentice on the back of the Lin Beast, reached out and gently stroked the floating lion's mane, quieting it down.

His eyes swept away, and the surrounding area was densely packed with panicked Turks, and then, looking at the banners on the hillside, he stood beside the majestic Lin Beast, his hands clenched into fists and hidden under his sleeves.

Cultivators don't take care of dynasty affairs......

..... I'll it.

But..... It is always okay for the master to avenge his apprentice......

...... With so many people, my mana is not enough...... Study and learn from nature......

What's more, the other party also has a cultivator.....

Come and don't get along, it's indecent!

Lu Liangsheng's eyes were cold, and the available spells flashed through his brain like lightning, and the fist in his sleeve was released, and he pinched out the finger decision, and a touch of magic light flashed.

When the surrounding soldiers looked at each other and why they were motionless, the water bag on their waist shook suddenly, and then, the shaking was even more violent, and before they could figure out what was going on, the water bags of thousands of people rang out a series of bursting movements, and the splashing water droplets flew above the people's heads, condensing into a water ball.

On the hillside, the shaman priest hurriedly reacted, picked up a stone sculpture on his toes, and just made a spell, Lu Liangsheng's other cuff spread out and flicked in the air.

- Indigo Thunder Fire!

The dark clouds made by the priest suddenly hit a thunderbolt, and the blue and white color disappeared in an instant, and a flame floated in the sky, and with the traction of the scholar's mana, it crashed into the water ball.

Water and fire, suddenly bursting open, a large amount of steam and mist filled.

"The wind is coming!" Lu Liangsheng withdrew the Divine Fire Technique, and the Wind Summoning Technique was pinched out again.

The mist that shrouded the surroundings swayed, and was blown away by the wind, and it was white.

"This ..... What's the point?"

The shaman priest watched the three spells that were not afraid of threats being cast from the other party's hands, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, judging from the other party's cultivation of controlling the fairy sword, it should not be low, at least he wouldn't make this kind of spell, right, it should be coming at him?

Reaching out to wipe his face, in the thin mist that spread with the wind, his face and leather skirt were wet, and the air was full of moisture.

"What the hell is going to do....."

The cultivator of the Central Plains below, a series of spells puzzled him, "Is it just to cover the direction of the army?"

The murmuring sound fell, and the priest's puzzled eyes were faintly seen flashing in the white mist below.

A moment of frozen time.

Lu Liangsheng pinched out his fingers and poked out his wide sleeves, raised them to the sky, and his voice rang out.

"Lei Gong help me!"

The clouds surged, and in the gaps in the clouds, the electric light flickered, and with a loud bang, an electric snake broke through the clouds, crossed the field of vision of countless people, and rushed straight down.

The next moment, it hit in the rising mist.

The electric light extends along the dense water droplets that ordinary people can't see, connecting the air, weapons, people's hands, bodies, and war horses, crackling and crazy, and in the white mist, you can see countless people's and horses' skeletons and phantoms all appearing in the continuous electric light.

"Great Khan!!"

The shaman on the hillside watched all this with wide eyes, raised his hands up, summoned the mirror to protect his chest, turned around and ran to the still confused Sha Boluo, picked up the other party, and ran farther behind.

Boom –

Crackling!!

A thunderbolt leads to ten thousand electricity, and the plains and hillsides here are all arcs running around.

.......

In the southeast and southwest directions, Yang Guang, Da Xi Changru, Shi Wansui and other reinforcements who came along the mountain road slowly stopped at a high place, and they could see a white fog shrouded in electricity, and the voices of people were terrible.

"Over there, it seems to be the voice of the Turks, what happened to them......

Bathing in the sunshine of half the sky, Yang Guang's tone became a little uneasy.