The invading enemy came like a tidal wave without stopping, as if he did not know fear and did not fear death. In a short time, there were two feet of corpses piled up around them. A team surnamed Sun shouted: "Lu Si'er, have you found the leader?"

A woman's voice not far behind her replied: "The other party is too far away to reach." However, there are eight big guys in Rich, and I sense it, and they should be the small leaders of the war. Do you want to make a move?"

Team Han said, "Do it." We can't let these little debris continue to pile up corpses, or they will surround us into a big pit in a moment, and we will have to attack on our backs. And there was a long-range spell attack just now, and their team was almost in place. ”

The woman named Lu Si'er agreed, and her figure flew above everyone's heads, she put her knife into the sheath and pulled out a longbow. With a slight shake, a shiny bowstring appeared in the longbow, and the woman did not see her take the arrow when she twisted the bowstring, but with a casual pull, a ray of essence shot out of the air. In the distance, there was a muffled sound, and then there was an explosion. She hovered in mid-air and fired in all directions, hitting every shot. With the continuous sound of explosions, those attacking demon servant spirit beasts began to mess up, and soon some people broke around, some forward, some retreated, and began to mess up. The pressure on the Han team and several people suddenly decreased, and they began to take out the elixir spirit material unhurriedly and began to replenish the consumption just now. After a while, a long howling sound was heard in several places in the distance, and the scattered servants began to slowly assemble again. Then a loud voice sounded, speaking in a language that no one could understand. Hurried and majestic, Jiang Bo was soon surprised to find that those demon servants were actually arranged in an orderly manner, like soldiers.

Jiang Boqi said, is the other party arranging troops?

Zhong Xiu smiled: "The leader in charge has appeared, it's good to come." ”

When Team Han heard this, he glanced at Zhong Xiu meaningfully and asked, "Counselor, are you going to use that thing?"

Zhong Xiu said lightly, the time is almost up.

As they spoke, a large line on the opposite side split off into a long aisle in the middle. Several tall and strong men with horns on their heads walked slowly over carrying a stone throne decorated with jewels. They came to a stop a hundred paces away from them. On the throne sat a figure of a tall, straight man. Broad-faced, hairless, full of knotted muscles, brown and red. Most of his body is exposed, and he wears exquisite gold armor only on his chest, neck, lower body, wrists, ankles, etc. Armor is more like a decoration, with large unknown gems inlaid on the entire piece of gold armor. This man is different from other demon servants, he is completely human in appearance, and there is no abnormality in the slightest. Instead, it is filled with a wild beauty. He looked down at the crowd condescendingly, and then slammed a golden scepter from his left hand on the stone throne. Said something out loud. Jiang Bo didn't understand a word, but he could hear it, this was the one who had drunk the demon servants in the back just now. see

Everyone didn't react, the man shook his head, and changed the language, this time Jiang Bo understood, this is the ancient language of Donggaozhou. This ancient language is relatively elegant, and the accent is much different from the official dialect of the current Great Unification State. It seems funny to people nowadays, so not many people do. Jiang Bo could roughly understand, but he couldn't speak either. However, there were people in the team who were proficient, and a soldier who wore the appearance of a young man stepped forward and said a few words to the other party. Jiang Bo was a little surprised, these two guys were talking nonsense, while telling each other to get out of their own territory. On the other hand, the servants were persuaded to surrender on their knees. There is no nutrition at all, Jiang Bo and they came to scavenge the land, and it seems that the sky-grabbing thorn is gone, how can they have any scruples, it is impossible to get out. But the other side will never surrender to them because they are outnumbered, isn't it a waste of time?

He was alert to Chung so that they were stalling for time. Sure enough, with his words, the people and horses on the opposite side were further integrated and arranged, and rows of beasts shaped like giant rats came out of the back of the team. The mane on the monster's back was like a javelin, and it was aimed diagonally in their direction. A little farther away, there were no less than a few hundred tall treemen scattered across some of the vantage points, with light flashing in the canopy overhead.

Zhong Xiu looked at Jiang Bo appreciatively, yes, they are preparing. However, as soon as he changed his words, I was also stalling for time. I saw a huge Dharma image rising behind Zhong Xiu, it was a scribe with fluttering clothes, his face was somewhat similar to Zhong Xiu, with three points of elegance and seven points of leisure, and his big sleeves fluttered like a fairy figure in a picture scroll. In his right hand, he held a silver-white cylinder, which looked life-size and radiated a cold glow. The brown-red-skinned leader on the opposite side was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and he felt an inexplicable sense of threat from this cylinder. He stood up and waved his hand to give the order to attack. But at this moment, there was a thunderous sound from far away, followed by a shaking of everyone's feet. The leader turned his head in disbelief to look into the distance, his face full of doubt.

The corners of Zhong Xiu's mouth were slightly raised, don't be confused, you will be able to see it immediately. With a shake of the Faxiang's big hand, the cylinder made an arc and fell into the center of the opposite centaurs. The next moment, Team Han took the lead and grabbed a handful of pills and filled them in his mouth, pinching the trick with one hand, and the aura of his magic weapon shield rose more than a foot high, covering everyone. The three teams also attached their shields. And Zhong Xiu's law minister has a feather fan in his hand, one on the left and one on the right. A long, thin and transparent talisman rose from the place where the cylinder had fallen. Then Jiang Bo felt that his eyes were dark, there were countless voices in his ears, and the brains in his head were boiling. When he gradually came to his senses, he found that several pages of golden books in the altar were frantically rotating to protect the platform, and his body was a little unstable on his feet. He bent over his knees and gasped for air, still feeling dizzy. Since he had been cultivating, he had hardly felt the tiredness and discomfort of these mortals. What the hell is going on.

When he slowed down, straightened up, and looked around, those soldiers were all closing their eyes and gritting their teeth, holding magic weapons and blades in their hands, as if they were resisting something. The light of Han Team's big shield was almost gone, but there was still a magic weapon glimmer to protect everyone. Looking up, Zhong Xiu's law minister stood majestically, with two big sleeves surrounding their group, obviously protecting their own team. In the distance, the stone throne a hundred paces away was long gone, and the leader of the demon servants was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a broken golden cane in his hand, facing the direction in which the cylinder fell. The few big men who carried the sedan chair had long since disappeared. Or rather, so many people have basically disappeared just now, and now the ground is covered with white ashes and charred scum dancing in the wind. The place where the cylinder fell had turned into a huge hemispherical crater, and the hard stone plains had been eroded. Now there were no more than twenty living creatures that could be seen besides them, and all those miscellaneous spirit beasts were reduced to nothing.

Jiang Bo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little understood. What Zhong Xiu threw out just now was a big killing weapon, turning everything around him into flying ashes. Only those who are strong in personal strength will not die. What is this, the power of this blow is almost catching up with Qing Yuanzhu beating Feng Buji. If he had this thing in his hand, whether it was Chen Wang or the Broken Intestine Ghost King, it would be all garbage, and it could be destroyed with a snap of a finger. But it seems that this thing is not so easy to use, I'm afraid that only the Dharma Monk can easily fiddle with it.

While he was thinking wildly, Zhong Xiu's voice sounded. It is said in the ancient language of East Gaozhou: "Can you wait for this time to surrender or not?"

The brown-skinned bald man turned around tremblingly and stood up with half a cane. stared at Zhong Xiu hatefully, his eyes were full of unwilling anger and sadness. Zhong Xiu nodded and said, "That's not going to fall." With a slight stride, he instantly floated in front of the big man, grabbed the other party's shoulder armor with both hands and tore it hard. Jiang Bo saw the most bizarre scene he saw, in a cloud of green smoke, the huge body of the big man was kneaded by a pair of invisible big hands, and then it turned into a leather scroll full of words. There were two clanging sounds, and half of the big man's cane and a necklace fell to the ground. Zhong Xiu's robe sleeves swung and put it away. Then he looked indifferently at the remaining dozen or so miserable figures: "Are you willing to surrender?"

A few howled and dragged themselves up, but the remaining three fell to their knees, especially a giant beast shaped like a rhinoceros, which was almost like a five-body throw to the ground. Those who fought bravely and desperately were quickly killed by Zhong Xiu and Han Team Leader and others, and two of them were made into books by Zhong Xiu in the same weird way. The difference is that one of them has been transformed into a bamboo slip, and the other has become a black pebble. The Han team cleaned up the battlefield briefly, and then escorted the three surrendered demon servants aside for interrogation.

Zhong Xiu accepted the law and beckoned Jiang Bo over. He handed the pebble and the animal skin scroll to Jiang Bo. "Take it, these are the two exercises. ”

Looking at Jiang Bo's widening eyes, Zhong Xiu smiled and said, "This is one of my supernatural powers, which can compress and refine the essence of other people's bodies, and manifest the essence and blood, Taoism and supernatural powers of his body into a book. However, this method is only useful for powerful races that can imprint supernatural powers in their blood. Pure-blooded Terrans and cultivators do not become books. And I can't control its form, what kind of book it becomes is completely determined by the other party's bloodline and martial powers. ”