Chapter 287: This Sucks

"Okay!" Xu Wen hurriedly went to dispatch troops.

In a short time, he selected 6,400 excellent iron cavalry.

After that, a two-mile radius was vacated, and the other soldiers were ordered to line up and wait for the battle horn.

At the same time, Li Ruoran led 100 people to set up a platform on the side. Subsequently, he received the small flags in eight colors: red, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, and gray.

"Everyone, pay attention!" Li Ruoran stood on the high Dharma platform and shouted loudly: "The eight colors on my hands represent the Qiankun Zhengen Likan Xun Bagua, and you each form a team, which is divided into eight yin queues, eight yang queues, and eight ...... , the so-called eighty-eight sixty-four, the heavens and the earth are evil, and they are in their own formations. ”

Here, Li Ruoran arranged his troops in a nervous and orderly manner, and the imperial dragon over there was not idle.

After the imperial dragon swallowed a few pills, he felt full of energy.

In order to fully digest these elixirs, the imperial dragon meditated cross-legged.

While cultivating the internal strength of his bloodline, the Imperial Dragon secretly activated his soul perception to secretly observe the movements around him, and found that a stream of extremely cold yin qi was indeed surging underground in the land of the wilderness.

This cold breath made the imperial dragon shudder, and the imperial dragon hurriedly withdrew his soul perception, and at the same time opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the barren land in front of him a little blankly, stunned.

In the face of this extremely large scale of cold qi, the emperor dragon didn't know what to do next.

Huanglong's heart was extremely cold, and he thought to himself: "I have gone mad and fallen into the devil, and only when I meet the master can I have a chance to be reborn." What I didn't expect was that before I got used to it, I was already involved in the martial arts world of conquest and fighting, I grew up in a daze, practiced some internal strength exercises in a daze, and gathered all kinds of strange-shaped bloodlines on my body in a daze, and even the yellow dragon and the fire dragon ball were parasitic in my body, isn't I a monster?"

The more Huang Long thought about it, the more panicked he became.

Usually I have been living in chaos, and I always feel how great I am.

Lawless all day long, no one in his eyes, but arrogant to this day, seeing a Gu poison corpse that is dozens or even a hundred times higher than his own internal strength, he is timid, he has become a poor worm, and he has become an ant that will be broken by others if he pinches it lightly.

Huang Long's heart was irritable, he was in a trance, and in the face of this battle, he was absent-minded, thinking that whether it was defeat or failure, it should be ended quickly.

When it's over, you'll be able to rest completely.

I'm so tired!

Li Ruoran arranged his troops and was busy for a while. When the hour was about to come, Li Ruoran gave the imperial dragon a whip code.

Only then did the imperial dragon strengthen his spirit, picked up a flag next to him and waved it a few times, and responded.

Handing over the banner to the soldiers beside him, the imperial dragon gathered his thoughts and began to use his internal strength.

At this time, Huanglong only felt that his heart was stuffy, his heart and soul were insufficient, and he couldn't raise his internal strength.

Huanglong accepted the spell, and secretly warned himself a few times in his heart: "Huanglong, Huanglong, you can't guard tens of thousands of people to show their wasteful side, come on, don't be weak-hearted, no matter what sword mountain and sea of fire are opposite, even if you die, you have to die a heroic death, man!"

With such encouragement to himself, the blood and internal strength in the imperial dragon's body only then worked smoothly.

After a while, the water attribute thunder qi rushed out.

The water attribute thunder qi sprayed into the land of the wilderness with an incomparable chill, and in an instant, the chill burst out, making the tens of thousands of people present babble and admire softly.

At this moment, hundreds of black pressed things suddenly burst out of the bare plain land.

Huang Long looked carefully, didn't feel a chill down his back, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The black and oppressive thing there is clearly a black zombie.

These zombies are as thin as cicada wings, clinging to the skeleton, especially the big eye sockets are deep, and there are baskets of purple and purple light flashing in the eye sockets.

One by one, they straightened up and had big mouths, wanting to gnaw on the water-type thunder qi in mid-air.

Looking at these dense zombies, tens of thousands of soldiers cried in low voices.

They knew that among these people were relatives who had died or been killed by sorcerers.

They had only heard that the wizard had secretly raised the corpse as a corpse of Gu poison, but no one had ever seen it.

But when they saw it today, everyone was angry and heartbroken, and they wanted to behead the wizard on the spot to relieve their hatred.

The Imperial Dragon cut off the water attribute thunder qi and made them ethereal in mid-air, as a fishing bait, always drawing the attention of these poisonous corpses.

Huang Long motioned to the soldiers around him to shake the flag at this time, and after getting the echo of Li Ruoran's whip, Huang Long condensed his internal strength again, and burst out hundreds of three-color moxibustion needles.

They fly up and down like a swarm of wasps, and in mid-air they fly up and down like a whirlwind.

After Li Ruoran received the instruction, he crossed and waved flags of different colors.

The soldiers inside the formation rhythmically interspersed back and forth.

They became the yin and yang of the Bagua Formation, casting a strange Bagua True Diagram.

Suddenly, the sky above the formation camp glowed with colorful light, and they were as delicate as a rainbow of colors.

After a "whoosh" sounded, the wind blew fiercely.

The light rushed like lightning towards the three-color moxibustion needles in mid-air.

"Bang"

After the loud bang, the moxibustion needles emitted a dazzling fiery red.

Like red-hot swords, they swooped down on the zombie hordes on the ground.

"Vomit!"

"Hey!"

"Evil!"

The zombie hordes screamed repeatedly.

After the screams, the zombies that were hit twisted and fell down, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and rose away.

After such a commotion, the emperor found that less than thirty zombies had been destroyed, and there were still a hundred and ten.

The imperial dragon condensed the true qi again, trying to burst out the three-color moxibustion needle again.

The wizard wasn't in a hurry.

This can be seen from the posture of the zombies.

They twisted in unison, all facing the dragon.

Instead of being afraid, they bared their teeth and claws, twisted and bounced their limbs, as if they were mocking the dragon.

As soon as the imperial dragon wandered, his thoughts were immediately like a broken kite, and his internal strength was like a horse reined, uncontrollable.

"It's a shame! How did it suddenly become so thin!"

The imperial dragon once again used his internal strength, and his blood was surging extremely weakly.

At this time, the zombies seemed to see through the embarrassment of the imperial dragon, and they danced hand and foot dance one after another, and rejoiced.

But they didn't scream, and their stiff skulls didn't have any expression.

From their movements, it can be guessed that if they were like normal people, they would have been pointing fingers and laughing at this time.

The dragon glared at them, knowing that they were laughing at him for being a useless waste, and the namelessness in his heart suddenly hit his throat.

The imperial dragon closed his eyes and tried desperately to suppress this irrepressible anger, but they seemed to burrow into their own minds, and each of them laughed and looked up, pointing at the imperial dragon and shouting: "Haha, waste, this guy is a waste!"

As soon as Huanglong heard this word, he was even more angry.

The resentment in his chest, as well as the shame and humiliation suffered in those years, seemed to resurface in front of him.

The helpless and pitiful eyes of his father, as well as the eyes of those forces who looked down on him, pierced his heart like a knife, making him miserable.

The more the emperor dragon thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more his internal strength became as thin as gurgling water, even if he used all his strength, he couldn't lift any internal strength.

"This ...... What the hell is wrong with me?"