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"The general of the thunder capital, the officials of the Fu Yuan Fa. Marshal Deng of the Law of Flames, Xin Tianjun, a fierce official with silver teeth, Zhang Envoy of Feijie's retribution, and Liu Tianjun with an iron face ......"

On the Dharma platform, the altar has reached the most critical time to "welcome the gods".

Every time Luo Yuqing got the name of a thunder god, he pinched the "please god finger" and pointed it out of the stage. Under the Dharma platform, someone immediately came out of the crowd, holding the god card, reciting the mantra, and walking around the altar.

And above the nine heavens, there seem to be thunderclouds rolling and lightning flashing up, echoing from afar.

Li Changan didn't want to look at it more, he only held the hilt of his sword tightly, and watched the increasingly tragic battle situation ahead.

............

Several rounds of arrows poured into the corpses, like a drizzle on a huge wave, and a few "blood flowers" were flooded in vain, but they did not change their menacing.

Immediately.

The "huge waves" crashed hard against the fence and the "thin ti" made of antlers, making the wooden frame creak. But immediately, swords, spears, and halberds pierced out from behind the fence and antlers, and they were colored again.

Armies and demons. Steel and claws.

The moment the two sides made contact, this fight was brought to a fever pitch.

A living corpse frantically drilled its head through the fence, and as soon as it tore off a piece of flesh, a knife rolled down, and in an instant, only rotten bones and flesh were stuck on the fence.

Some soldiers were red-eyed, and they only cared about snatching and assassinating, but they were accidentally pulled by the sleeves of the living corpses and pulled towards the fence, and suddenly, there were seven or eight pairs of sharp claws and five or six bloody mouths to bite up. After a short scream, a young head wrapped in a beautiful scarf was thrown high and fluttered down.

Under the banner of the Chinese army.

The flesh on the veteran's face trembled, and after all, he just stood up straight and didn't say a word.

He didn't give any orders, and he couldn't give any orders.

After all, the battle was a hasty, outnumbered battle, and he had exhausted all his strength just to maintain a long enough line of defense. There is no way out, and there is no reserve strength.

He could only stand under the banner of the Chinese army and watch his sons and daughters fight, fight to the death, be torn to pieces, and be devoured by demons.

But fortunately, although these living corpses are driven by the corpse Buddha, they are just greedy and unwise monsters after all, just swarming all over the mountains and fields, and then attracted by the fresh flesh and blood in the defense line, they don't even have any intention of bypassing the defense line.

He was a little glad, but in an instant he threw it away.

Because he knew very well that this thin defense line was not the opponent of the corpse group at all, and it could not even support it for too long, and the victory or defeat of this battle only depended on ...... The veteran glanced back silently, but saw that Luo Yuqing on the Dharma platform was still chanting the name of the god...... Old Daoist, you must do it as soon as possible!

At this time.

"Click. ”

There was a loud bang accompanied by sawdust and blood and mud.

The veteran looked at it suddenly, but saw a giant living corpse more than a foot long, grabbing a corpse and chewing it.

He was not surprised, but his eyes were solemn.

"It's coming. ”

Suddenly, many special living corpses suddenly appeared in the corpse group.

Some were small and small, but they were unusually agile, and easily dodged through the barricades of spears and had to cross the fence, some of them had deformed limbs, and their arms or soles were like whips and knives, and they were about to destroy the antlers like the giant corpses, and some were bruised and swollen, and their bellies were enlarged, and they spat out rotting corpse water from their mouths, poisoning the living through the fence.

Also at the same time.

One by one in the military formation, figures flashed out, either with talismans, or chanting, or relying on superb martial arts to block and kill the special living corpse.

The veteran breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, he had long heard that there were some special existences among the living corpses, which were extremely difficult, so before the war, he organized some dragon guard masters and capable people who came to help, and organized them into special teams, which were mixed in the military columns, just to deal with these special living corpses.

Now, it seems to have worked wonders.

Beside him, the soldier who was holding a knife and staring at his neck said excitedly:

"Steady!"

The veteran shook his head:

"Far from ......"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dull thud interrupted his words.

"What's that?"

He frowned, trying to find out where the loud noise was coming from. But there was a muffled thud, accompanied by a strong vibration under his feet.

I saw a behemoth rising from the crowd of living corpses. The strange figure crossed the fence, crossed the military formation, and crossed the banner waved over the veteran's head.

He craned his neck and widened his eyes.

But on the whirlpool-shaped canopy, the thunder light illuminated this thing completely.

Weird, terrifying, and disgusting.

The monster resembled a large worm, its bloated "body" covered with irregular bumps, and its halberd-like red bristles sparsely burst out. A closer look reveals that the bloated "insect body" is clearly made by the indiscriminate "kneading" of many living corpses, and the tentacles of different lengths and messy distribution under the "insect belly" are all human hands and feet, as well as the head and neck.

At the head of the worm, it was more "normal", just a man with a long mixed iron stick in his hand, and he was exaggeratedly strong.

"Boom".

After the monster landed on the ground, it rightfully splashed a puff of smoke and dust, and then without hesitation, it rushed straight in the direction of the Dharma platform.

There was a flurry when the army was neutral. Isn't it precisely for the sake of the Dharma platform behind them that the monster has already crossed them and is about to destroy the Dharma altar, isn't it going to die here in vain?

The soldier lost his color even more, and shouted:

"Oops!"

The veteran scolded: "What are you panicking about? As for the monster......"

He glanced at the person and sword under the platform, and then turned his eyes back to urge his subordinates and stabilize the morale of the army.

"Someone has to clean it up. ”

............

Li Changan looked at the monster in front of him.

It arched its bloated body, its bristles like open iron thorns, its faces squeezed out of the uneven folds of its skin, and its mouth was spraying viscous pulp.

This scene is really disgusting.

The Taoist priest simply fixed his gaze on its head, the stout man.

Its face seemed to be distorted by the severe pain, but it could still be seen that its front was also covered with flesh, which did not seem to be good.

Look like bandits?

But he has a ring scar on his head, a monk's robe on his body, a rosary around his neck, and even the long iron rod on his hand can vaguely see the words "Nan no Amitabha".

He was a monk who looked like a bandit.

The Taoist priest just looked carefully, and was not in a hurry to make a move, but this monster was obviously in a hurry, and before he could get closer, he had already risen up, erected his long body, pulled it to a height of four or five stories, held up the iron rod, and then ......

Suppressed with a bang.

He made the ground into a drum, and the iron rods into a brass hammer.

"Boom!"

The knocking made the mountains and rivers shake, the sand and gravel rolled, and the knocking made people's hearts crack.

However, a sword blade suddenly burst out silently like a poisonous snake, only to the side of its head.

"Ding. ”

It was the iron rod that would be retracted, blocking the silent sword.

The Taoist priest is unforgiving.

Picking, wiping, hooking, stabbing, slashing, and attacking dozens of swords in a storm.

But the monster actually splashed the iron rod dance and couldn't get in, and the Taoist priest rushed to attack, leaving only a few flesh wounds.

Li Changan let out a "huh", and as soon as he tiptoed, he retreated, dodging a powerful sweep, and then retreated more than ten steps in a row.

But the monster chased after him, and as soon as his body rose, he caught up with the Taoist priest. Dancing like a madman, the shadow of the stick splashed down like an iron rain bag.

Where do you still not understand?

This monster still has the martial arts left in life!

But.

Where is the remaining martial arts of the dead worthy of Li Changan's swordsmanship?

The Taoist priest only poked a long sword into this "iron rain", and from time to time he heard the "sonorous" sound, and then turned the shadow of the sticks in the sky into a mud pit, and dozens of sticks smashed down, but he did not hurt him at all.

The monster was annoyed, and again raised its iron rod and smashed it down with all its might.

"Bang!"

This time, it hit a piece of bluestone, and it hit the gravel indiscriminately and sparks burst out.

But the Taoist priest had already flashed sharply to his side, and the long sword was a little bit, straight behind the skull.

Ke Fang raised his sword.

Leng Buding was shocked.

A quick glance at the gaze.

Scold.

It turns out that this monster not only has not lost his martial arts, but also has his brain.

I don't know when, the monster has surrounded its long body, and its hairs stand up, and Li Changan has already thrown himself into a snare.

Only in the next second.

The trap formed by the monster's body suddenly closed.

"Poof. ”

Sharp bristles pierce the flesh.

I saw corpses splashing everywhere, but there was no blood flowing.

The monster's twisted face showed a hint of confusion.

You can hear it.

"Taishang Mixed Yuan, the sword of Ewu. ”

It was stunned for a moment, then raised its head suddenly.

Under the thunderclouds, Li Changan's Taoist robe swayed in the wind, like a big bird rising into the air, his cold eyes mixed with thunder reflected the sword light, and on the snowy sword body, the runes painted with blood were as red as if a flame was burning.

"Enough to help water and fire, just hard and hard to refine. ”

The monster roared and raised its stick to meet it.

However.

The tough iron rod that had broken through the stone and was not deformed was particularly vulnerable in front of the blade with the spell attached, as if it had pierced tofu, and even the head of the iron rod pierced through the head.

Screaming.

The monster fell to the ground.

Li Changan drew his sword and shook off the rancid cerebral plasma and blood.

"Haste as a law. ”

............

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, jumped off the monster's corpse, looked left and right, and made sure that the monster was silent, and then leaned over and tore off the invalid "armor horse" on his shoes.

I have to say, this is really easy to use.

The Taoist priest was about to put his sword back into its sheath.

Suddenly.

Ankles tightened.

He was too busy to look down.

It turned out to be an arm that "grew" out of the monster's corpse and grabbed his ankle.

Followed by.

The monster's already bloated body suddenly swelled, and the sound of tooth-aching flesh tearing was heard, and the monster's body suddenly "scattered", and dozens of living corpses were drilled.

Some of them pounced on Li Changan, but the other part only went to the Fatai.

Worst!

Still careless!