Chapter 296: A Bowl of Lesions

Knock knock, the cold fog locked the river in the early morning, the war drums and killing sound on both sides of the river and on the river rose again, the north and south fought again, on the river and on the land, there were constantly martial arts masters, monks leaping and fighting, and even some people were directly killed by random arrows, spears and spears to the ground. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few hours of high golden crows, the fighting between the two sides stopped, and the army of King Qian's advanced for a few miles, but the progress was not great, and the southern army continued to block and prevent the army from moving south.

King Yama watched the changes on the battlefield between the north and the south in the small world of the netherworld, guiding the undead on the earth, the killing qi, the power of faith and other forces into the underworld. In the army, Bixia Yuanjun is the representative of the Emperor of Yandu, and assists Qin Tieshu together with Youshui Zhenren, and the main camp of the Northern Army is at the moment in Pengcheng County, not far behind, where King Qianwang is sitting and presiding over the southern attack.

In the Southern Alliance, Tianque Zhenren, the representative of the Tianwen Old Monster of Taiyi Sect, has been difficult to settle down recently, and he is very worried about the offensive and defensive situation of the north and the south in this matter. Although the army blocked so that the Qianwang army could not move south quickly, the strength of the southern monk world was being consumed every day, and at this time, many scattered cultivators in the army were not at all able to defeat the worship hall of the Qianwang Mansion in the north.

Just when Tianque Lao Dao was worried, he suddenly heard the soldiers outside come in and summon him, saying that two real people from the West Rear Lord Liu Yi said that they were from the Pure Yang Sect, and they said that they wanted to see Tianque.

Tianque hurriedly asked people to gather a few monks in the army to greet them, and the two people who came from outside were a lewd Taoist who was sick and weak, and the other was just the opposite, a burly and powerful person, wearing a Taoist robe but with swollen muscles, and a broad face and beard, more like a martial artist. Several real people led by Tianque in the Southern Coalition Army who greeted them outside the camp tent were all curious about these two true people of the Pure Yang Sect.

Tianque Lao Dao said politely first, "The two immortal friends came, dare to ask which peak of the Pure Yang Sect is the master? ”

"Haha, Tianque is polite, my two senior brothers are the elders of the middle and lower sects, and this time I came to help the Taiyi Sect by the order of Uncle Chunyang," "I was also invited by the queen lord," the two brothers said successively.

After listening to the two of them's answers, Taiyi Palm Sect Tianque was very satisfied, obviously there were other taboos in it that were not known to outsiders. But Tianque thanked the two, "Thank you Tianque, I can get the help of the Pure Yang Sect, and I don't have to worry about it in the next few days." The scattered monks and real people of various factions on the side spoke out one after another, welcoming the arrival of these two real people.

Everyone entered the tent and talked about the current war between the North and the South and the pressure from King Qian.

Talking about the remnants of Huahong after the death of the monk on the Qianwang side, these two people also shook their heads and retorted, exaggerating. When it came to the fact that King Qian's army soldiers were also very powerful, the two brothers looked at each other, and immediately decided to take action to express themselves, and they didn't let everyone in the tent underestimate the secret method of the Pure Yang Sect.

The obscene Taoist took the lead, "What's so difficult about this, fellow Daoists, there is a big array of poor Daoists, and those who can not see the blade can break the millions of male soldiers of the King of Qian, and let him be beaten by the male soldiers, but he will also have a headache and fever, and the five foci will be sick." ”

"Oh. What is the method of Daoyou?" Tianque Zhenren's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked.

"Without him, a bowl of carrion and a stone platform, the sickness covers the sky and the gods, like a plague and illness is not vulgar, and the clouds rise and fall. The lewd Taoist stroked his little beard and squinted proudly, and praised and recited to himself. What this person said is mysterious, in fact, it is just a bowl of sick qi that has been accumulated in the Pure Yang Sect for many years, but the Pure Yang Sect is a great sect of medicine in the world, and the sick qi that can be left by its sect is also a huge evil thing in the world, but it is worthy of the extraordinary words that this person said.

The fat Daoist senior brother next to him also nodded and praised the words of the obscene Taoist, and this person also continued, "Tianque Daoist friends, rest assured, the things brought by this junior brother of the poor Dao were specially brought by Uncle Chunyang, just to break the unstoppable people of a hundred people." However, my junior brother set up another scattered poison array, which was enough to make the lesion go deep into the north without knowing it, emptying a hundred miles. In addition, the poor Dao Wuyuan also has a small technique, and when the time comes, the Taoist friends will also hope to give me a chance to do a few battles, and I will not let you down. ”

"Okay!" All the monks in the big tent were aroused by these two people for a while, and they applauded one after another, and their qi burst into excitement.

And at this moment, a sound of appreciation suddenly sounded in the southern military tent, which made the monks in the tent look startled. The sudden sound was hidden from everyone in the tent. However, that day, Que Zhenren's face was happy, and he bowed out and bowed down.

The voice of the person who came was the voice of the old immortal of the Taiyi Sect, and the voice was the praise of the two brothers and sisters of the Taiyi Sect. Then a black talisman flew in from the outside, and the jade talisman was handed over to the burly Wu Yuan Zhenren, the name of this jade talisman was 'Yin Sha Fu', which was to give Wu Yuan Zhenren the blessing of force so that he could fight with the martial arts masters of the Qianwang army in front of the battle.

The monks in the big tent were naturally excited again, and many monks still wanted to ask the immortals to give them some guidance. In short, this time, the arrival of the two real people of the Pure Yang Sect made the middle monks in the Southern Army excited.

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In addition, it is said that the Tianwen Immortals outside the tent are above the clouds and sky, and they do not appear in the military tent. Tianwen Immortal was alone overlooking the vast military camp of the Northern Army from a distance, and there was constantly the spirit of killing and destroying the world being pulled by this person, gathering around him and being devoured.

The old monster looked into the depths of the army, his brow furrowed, and then he was very twisted and terrifying, as if he had thought of something resentful.

Earlier, Tianque of Taiyizong had said that in recent days, Tianwen Old Monster watched the scene after the death of the monk in the Northern Army and retreated to think about countermeasures. I don't know what the old monster thought of when he asked the old monster to appear at this time, looking at the northern army with resentment and jealousy.

Slowly, the figure in the void disappeared, and the old monster turned around and left, going to the south.

On the vast river, some of the temple of the Difu temple are overspent by the river, some verse pages are scattered on the river by the temple wishes, and occasionally there are a few temple wishes with soldiers to sink the stone statue engraved with the scriptures into the river to suppress the bloody atmosphere at the bottom of the river. The sound of Lang Lang's chanting made Jiang Shang's murderous aura change more, although it still made people feel uneasy.

Many of the monks of the temple occasionally flew out of the barracks to patrol the surrounding area on the battlefield. Nearby corpses on the ground would be incinerated to ashes by the occasional firefire that fell from the sky.

The purpose of these actions of the entire Jiangshang Northern Army is to prevent these battlefield soldiers from becoming evil places and endangering living beings after the war. These are the myths of Emperor Yandu of the Difu Temple, of course, such a good order is naturally supported by King Qian, perhaps for the doppelganger of King Yama, the talented King of God has long regarded this southern place as his own. (To be continued.) )