The golden glow shattered and flew like snow.

The Jinxia Bridge erected from within the Five Cities Heavenly Prison should have been just a pure connection to the supernatural powers, almost like a method escape, and as the goal was achieved, it should naturally disperse.

But the "snowflakes" floating in the sky at the moment are obviously not the same thing.

This point is most clearly seen by Bao Fangzu, who is flying in the sea of clouds by the dragon-

The pieces of "snowflakes" that were only the size of cicada wings were actually formed by a series of runic seals, which were falling towards the ground according to the established trajectory.

The spirit rune turned into snow, but I am afraid that it is not as simple as "freezing to death flies"!

A "snowflake" fell on an inconspicuous stone beside the road, and it dissolved without a trace in an instant, but under Bao Fangzu's inconsistency eyes, it was clear that among the inconspicuous bluestone, there was already an additional rune, just waiting for an appropriate opportunity to stimulate the magic of the rune.

Pieces of "snowflakes" enter the mountains, enter the forest, melt into the river, melt into the lake, hide in the masonry, hide in the soil, solemn in the temple altar and ancestral shrine, and hide in the withered grass and dead poplar......

Was this an ambush that he had fought on this land in advance before leaving, or was it a retreat planned for his disciples?

The flying snow talisman rose from the northern sky and spread towards the entire East Asian continent, except for a supernatural person like Bao Fangzu who was at the top of the first realm, it was difficult for ordinary people to understand the mystery hidden in this snow.

But if you can't understand the mystery, it doesn't mean that this "Ruixue" has nothing to do with ordinary people.

Under the city of Zhuozhou, there is a scorching smell.

The Flame Light Arrow produced by the Flame Cutting Golden Academy, for this era of cold weapons, is tantamount to the gods of the heavenly realm descending a punishment. Ignoring the armor's high-temperature runic fire brings the most merciful of kills, turning the torso into a delicate and clean ash before the nerves can transmit the pain to the brain.

But when the dragon array was broken and the life and death of the Great Liao National Teacher Pufeng were unknown, such a high-grade talisman arrow full of environmental protection concepts was useless.

Instead, it was the most basic standard long-range weapon of the Daohai Sect, the Liujia Arrow.

Even when most of the Liujia arrows were fired, they couldn't see the unique scorching fire of Dongyang Sword Zhu, and only the cold and hard glimmer unique to stainless steel flashed on people's retinas from time to time.

A talisman arrow was nailed to the iron armor of the Liao people, and the wide and flat arrows were curled with dark red cinnabar talismans, like dried up years of blood, with an ominous smell.

Then the arrow cut open the iron armor, cut open the flesh, tore the internal organs, broke the spine, pierced the back of the deceased with a terrible blood splash, and then cut the trachea of the person behind him, and reaped a new life.

The most elite Yuanzhu horse of the Liao State died, the centurion's Mo Hu died, Chu Gu, who was in charge of military law, Lang Jun, who was in charge of the disciples, died, and Yi Lijin, who commanded the army's horses, died.

The most courageous of the Jurchens were killed, the slaves were hunted and pillaged, the baggage-bearers were killed, the nobles were guarded by Zashaha, and the Tuomans who were ready to get blood relatives were killed.

The red human blood mixed with the light blue blood left dark purple stains on the snow, the corpses torn by the arrows, the broken organs and strangled intestines, and the tentacles twitching slightly in the skull that had been lifted open by the arrows, looked unusually disgusting.

After all, compassion is not the theme of war, cruelty can compose the melody of the battlefield.

And in the direction of Yanjing City in the north, the divine power that once protected the Mind Snatchers from being rejected by this side of the world has disappeared, as if they have gone to another world.

Even the psionic magic of the Mind Flayer Demons seems to have been suppressed by this heaven and earth, and it is difficult to use it!

The so-called disgust is nothing more than that.

Because of the Dragon's Pill and Dragon's Formation, the Liaojin Alliance, which had lost most of its self-awareness, lost the possibility of breaking up due to fear, and a wave of men and horses rushing to the city were shot under the fortified city, and another wave of men and horses rushed up on the corpses.

The blood, which still carried the body temperature of the deceased, leached the blackened snow with a thick fishy smell, as if it wanted to exchange death and corpses for the shaking of the defenders.

I don't know how many layers of corpses were stacked, and the height difference between the inside and outside of the city wall gradually became smaller, mixed with the smell of rust, and drilled into the nostrils of the Taoist soldiers and people defending the city.

The arrows of those corpses are full of terrifying tearing holes, which are too far from the concept of "whole corpses", and the liver, kidneys, intestines and stomach flowing out of the abdominal cavity are too exciting pictures.

Xiao Ding, who has been arranged to carry talisman arrows, doesn't know how many times he retched along the way - the contents of his stomach have long been emptied, and even if he vomits, he can only spit out some water, and later, he can't even vomit out water. But the Song Daoist who was in charge of transporting the ordnance didn't care about the nausea and vomiting of the people at all, as long as the talisman arrows could be in place in time, he didn't even care about them.

This kind of nausea is contagious, I don't know how many people retch, but more people did not directly spit out the half-digested chyme in the stomach like Xiao Ding, but forced the vomit that had poured into the mouth back with a stiff neck. On their faces that have regained a little vitality this winter, they can still see the traces of black and thin after long-term labor, so these people know the preciousness of food better than Xiao Ding.

Compared with the people, the Taoist soldiers guarding behind the arrow stacks are still in the mood to joke with each other:

"That Liujia arrow just now killed five Liao soldiers and wore a sugar gourd!"

"What kind of sugar gourd are five? It can only be regarded as a small sugar mound, coaxing children's things. Look at me just now, there are nine arrows with one stone, and all of them have lifted their heads, this is what a big sugar gourd looks like!"

There is also a sense of existence of the Taoist officials: "The Liaojin military horse was damaged by something extraterritorial, and you played like this, if it is an ordinary military horse, it is an important revival labor, don't shoot it by temperament at that time!"

Xiao Ding didn't know what a "sugar gourd" was, but looking at the excited appearance of those Taoist soldiers, he couldn't help but shrink his head a little - what if these Qiu Ba Grandpa were too interested, what if they were going to do sugar gourds with their own heads?

You must know that in previous years, after the nobles of the Liao Kingdom fought the grass valley, they would also use the disobedient Song people as hunting targets!

Thinking of the rumors he had heard in Yanjing, Xiao Ding's legs and stomach twitched, and even the feeling of nausea was instantly suppressed.

However, at this moment, all the Song Taoist priests, whether they were Taoist officials or Taoist soldiers, suddenly stopped what they were doing, raised them together, and looked at the sky.

There was snow falling for no reason.

Someone muttered, "What's going on...... This snow ......"

But there are also people who reach out and want to pick it up.

On the altar, Wang Cong'er and Yan Fulong, who supported a city with spiritual heart beads, looked at the snow, stunned and speechless, and only spoke at the same time after a long time: "Master, are you going?"

(End of chapter)