Chapter 602: The Beginning of the Blood Sacrifice

As the weakest person present with Xiao Mengxin, Bai Lang took the initiative to ask the big guy, "Who are we going to do?" I saw the big guy who called himself Bo Fu squeezed his eyes, "Secret!" With his words, the space rotated. This hand is so wonderful that Bai Lang can't even understand it.

It's like the background on the magic stage is changing, Bai Lang has stood in a Buddhist hall in the blink of an eye, and it seems that there are statues in armor left and right, which is a series of Luo ..... of the twelve zodiac signs in the Luohan Hall. Bai Lang muttered, and the statues on his left and right also "came to life".

Bai Lang walked out with the big guy, this place is indeed a temple, he raised his head and smelled the stench of garbage coming from outside the wall, the sky was quite bright, except for the wind and sand, there seemed to be no chemical pollution - soot is nothing compared to exhaust gas.

Bo Fu walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, followed by all the guys who looked like people and inhuman - among these guys, Bai Lang was probably the most human, no matter how you look at him, he is a person. And the other ones he recognized in the bar included his thief with the military master and the thief bald monk, although there was still a human skin, but it gave Bai Lang the feeling that it was completely other things inside.

In the square behind the Niomon Gate in front of the temple, these seemingly inhuman monsters who walked down from the lotus seat in the temple have completed the assembly, Bai Lang saw that there were only more than 100 people, but all of them had a bow and a foot, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about your origin for a while." Bai Lang heard the words of the big man of Nabofu, and the next moment he rose up in the clouds and mist, and directly landed on a huge war horse with heavy horse armor all over his body.

The armor on the war horse is thicker than the iron sheet of the truck, and it is also made into a pictographic posture - the head of the war horse under the crotch of Bai Lang is a tiger with an open mouth and roaring, and the horse armor on the body is carved out of tiger stripes and painted red and black. "You're now a cavalryman, do a good job!" Bai Lang only felt that there was a terrifying force sealed in his body, driving his own internal force to rush forward.

I can't control the scenery at all, I only know whether I am wise or stupid to run all the way.

The Nioh Gate in front opened directly, and Bai Lang, as a cavalryman, was the first to rush out along with the other eleven hoplites. And behind them, the monsters rushed out. "Hey, Beijing City?" Bai Lang looked up and immediately recognized this place, so a mouthful of Beijing films also came out - how simple it is, as long as it is added.

Old Beijing City, the first thing they saw when they came out was the frightened monks - Bai Lang only confirmed Beijing when he saw the drum tower not far away, as for the current location, "Temple within a temple?" He glanced back. But soon he rode forward under the urging of the big man behind him, and the monks on both sides knelt on the ground.

There was an old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding Buddhist beads in his hand and reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. "Hahaha is a family temple, it is estimated that this is a temple of descendants that has been passed down all the way. There was the laughter of Bo Fu behind him, and the old monk just closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. "It is estimated that this old monk is the abbot, do you know the mystery?" Bai Lang thought, but the war under him did not stop, and he soon crashed open the temple gate outside and entered the old Beijing city.

"Phew!" Bai Lang spat at the appearance of the outside to express his disdain - it was completely different from the Ming Beijing City he had seen in the past, the zombie-like residents in front of him had no energy, and there were dirty pigtails on their heads like their clothes, "The Beijing City of Jianzhou Tartar." He thought to himself.

At this time, Bai Lang had already spontaneously developed a killing intent, and the local residents who saw them coming out also fled one after another, but there were also those who lay directly on the ground, and if you looked closely, they were actually dead people. The white wave war horse directly crashed into the courtyard wall in front of them - this alley is small, and the twelve heavy cavalry they opened the way were tasked with demolishing the walls and houses. You don't need to do anything, you just need to let the tall war horse crash over.

After crashing out, Bai Lang saw the person in Baotou, he had seen this kind of dress in the album, "Senior Brother Yihequan?" Bai Lang's war horse was one meter eight high at the shoulder, and Bai Lang sat on it, looking down at these people in front of him. The twelve heavy cavalry were all covered in heavy armor, hideous as ghosts, none of them showed their faces, Bai Lang's face was covered with a tiger's face, and the deformed tiger armor only showed his eyes and mouth. The war horse snorted heavily, like a low rolling thunder, and the twelve tall heavily armored horses had already brought a terrifying aura.

The one on the horse also seemed to be a demon, and the one who came out next was completely a demon, a metal monster body, as tall as two people when standing, such a terrifying giant warrior was also plural, and the heavy steps made the earth tremble slightly. The people who came out of the back were not dressed as "brave" as beggars in the green camp, but dressed in armor from hundreds of households.

The senior brothers shouted, but they also lost a gong and ran away. Bai Lang brought the war horse out to the right and let the big guy go to the middle. "Summoning us out with that thing...... It's a fucking dead man!" the big guy laughed and scolded, and with a gesture of his hand, he saw a meteor fall into his palm, which looked like a bronze medal, but Bai Lang recognized it as a tiger talisman.

"Since we haven't promised to be paid, then we'll take it for ourselves hahahaha!" Bai Lang listened to the big guy's troublesome laughter, and the murderous intent in his heart was also burning. "Go to Dongjiaomin Lane first!Who the fuck knows the road?" Bai Lang casually grabbed a senior brother who didn't have time to run away - his legs were weak. Bai Lang threw this person to Bo Fu, and the big boss kicked the big brother on the buttocks, "Lead the way and don't die!"

In fact, the Boxers have been besieging Dongjiaomin Lane for a long time, as long as they listen to the direction of the gongs and drums, and the guns and cannons are ringing in unison. "The interest on the tartars will be collected, now let's get a few foreigners to appetize!" Bai Lang listened to this troublesome announcement, and his heart was also happy and cruel.

Dongjiaomin Lane, the Boxers in front of them couldn't be defeated at all - their military quality was already very poor. Bai Lang was the first to arrive, and the horseshoe bigger than the basin ignored those Qing soldiers at all, and directly stepped the soldiers who stopped in front of them under the road, and blood flowed everywhere.

The foreign troops guarding the embassy were shooting, and the white waves were really circulating, and the originally thick armor easily bounced off the bullets, and the war horse under the crotch simply ignored those ridiculous bullets. Twelve heavy cavalry members made a bloody path among the Qing soldiers and Boxers besieging the embassy and slammed into the embassy wall.

The thick wall was completely collapsed, and Bai Lang's lance was handed out, and the heads of the two foreign soldiers in front of him were shoveled off very easily, and the blood rushed the heads several feet high. "Germans. A voice sounded next to Bai Lang, and his companions recognized the uniforms of these foreigners. "The Germans are the worst, kill them all!"