As soon as Chu Yudi withdrew, Han Que's soul fire suddenly ignited, and Xuan Ming, who was back on Han Que, was cold. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although it looks like a fire, it's actually colder than the cold winter wax moon.

The shamans of the Huangqing Banner, who had not moved for a long time, showed their fangs at this time. They stood in their own positions, led by the high priest, in an irregular human form. Facing east, the head of the beast covered with the face became more and more hideous.

The figure is enough, and the ghost shadow is also enough.

The corpses of the soldiers of the Huangqing Banner who were lying on the ground began to emit a faint soul aura, surging between the two Han Que.

"Array!" Xuanyuan Muxue snorted. I saw that the living Feihanmen people all left behind the war and returned to the Eastern Han Dynasty, and they were lined up in a human shape similar to the shamans of the Huangqing Banner.

Under the auspices of Xuanyuan Muxue, the corpses of the people of the Flying Han Sect also surged to the Han Que.

Both sides are making sacrifices with corpses?!The scene was so weird and harmonious that Xuan Ming was a little incredulously surprised.

"Yu Di, tell me honestly, did you already know?"

"Yes. ”

"The people of the Flying Han Gate are all willing to make sacrifices?"

"Yes. ”

"That's why they are fighting in the camp of the Emperor Qing Banner regardless of life and death?"

Chu Yudi's silence said it all.

"Vainly using ghosts and gods, crooked ways. Xuan Ming only had a speechless cold snort left in his heart.

At this time, the soldiers of the Huangqing Banner on the periphery also stopped fighting, only to see that the Flying Han Gate and the Huangqing Banner shaman formed their own formations, and more and more soul qi rose from the ground, and the scope of the soul hypnotic influence became wider and wider.

After a while, the entire battlefield was shrouded in a thin red blood mist, attacking people's hearts and lungs.

In the solemn air, a harrier eagle flew in the western sky, with a cry of "Zhu, Zhu, Zhu".

The harrier eagle clutched a human-like creature under its talons, and it circled over the two Hanque like the wind.

"Gentlemen, be careful!" Xuan Ming interrupted.

He looked intently again, and it was a harrier eagle flying in, a strange bird with a human beak and a human nose, and its two claws were like a woman's thin hands. Grabbing the humanoid creature that flew together, isn't it the cunning dream that Xuan Ming fought on the banks of the Huamian River?

There are birds, its shape is like an owl and human hands, its sound is like paralysis, its name is called a bird, its name is self-named, and it is seen that its county is more than a person.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and Xuan Ming's voice just fell. The cunning beast that was airdropped by the eagle suddenly smashed into the shaman array of the Huangqing Banner.

But the Blood Refining Sect's killing move was not this cunning beast that fell from the sky unscathed, but a bone blade in the hand of the owl.

The bones were torn apart, and on this bloody night, it was like a starry star falling somewhere. The shamans of the Huangqing Banner were caught off guard by the surprise attack from the sky, and they all had more breath and less air in.

"Tianyan mountains and seas are all for my use. ”

"The gods are alien, and the immortals are all connected. ”

The voice of the chant was no longer hoarse. The cunning sound was like chopping wood, and roared towards the Feihan Gate with the recitation. The birds in the sky are calling non-stop in the land of "Zhu, Zhu, Zhu", which makes people feel suddenly irritable.

The soul fire that intersected between the two Han Que seemed to have been suddenly pulled and surged towards the top of the Eastern Han Que in a line.

"Door Master?!" suddenly changed, this change was unexpected for the people of Feihan Gate, they began to be shocked and commotioned, and many people looked at Xuanyuan Muxue.

"Don't panic!" Xuanyuan Muxue shouted in a rough voice, and then walked to the front of the crowd.

"Who is it and what advice do you have?"

The ghost made the god worse, and Xuan Ming did not tell the others the origin of the two attacking beasts at the first time.

The enemy situation is unknown, and let's see. He also wanted to know what the intention of the Blood Refining Sect in Yuzhou County was, so he asked Xuanyuan Muxue to ask.

Hiding on the top of the Eastern Han Dynasty was a black-robed man, and no one noticed when he ascended it. He was holding a black ball in his hand, which was the source of the continuous absorption of Han Que's soul fire.

The black-robed man was silent, treating everyone under him as nothing.

Seeing that the soul fire that intersected between the two Hanque was getting thinner and thinner, let alone condensed into an ancient spirit. If it drags on any longer, whether it is the Huangqing Banner or the Feihanmen, the previous life-and-death struggle is just a wedding dress for people.

Xuanyuan Muxue was decisive and ordered: "Those who fly to the Han Gate are all with me!"

At the same time, the soldiers of the Huangqing Banner on the periphery also seemed to have received the order to attack, and began to form a formation and move, and the leader seemed to be the Mu Maozi who had just fought with Chu Yudi.

Xuan Ming stopped Chu Yudi, who wanted to join the Feihanmen battle circle and attack the cunning dream, and said: "Brother Yudi, it is not a good thing that the soul fire is sucked and the ancient spirit does not appear. ”

"Brother Xuanming, do you mean that the thousand rounds I fought in the illusion realm were all useless to fight for half of our soul fire?"

"Of course I don't mean that, Brother Yudi, it's just ......" Xuan Ming pulled out his soul and faced Mu Maozi, "It's just that the will of heaven has come to this point, so why force perfection?

"That's right," Chu Yudi held the bow in his hand, "but it's all come to this point, do you want to give up?"

"Isn't it in vain that the sacrifice of so many robes of the Feihan Sect?!"

After Chu Yudi finished speaking, he shot out the only three red cone-headed arrows left in the quiver with the technique of beaded arrows.

The three red dragons crossed Xuan Ming and bit into the wood hair in three directions. This is the pinnacle move that Xuan Ming has seen Chu Yudi shoot since this battle.

The contempt in the eyes of Mu Maozi disappeared without a trace at this time, and was replaced by a dignified color. This is the three arrows of the dragon that can take his life!

Then, carrying the wood Maozi made the first defensive position in his life after setting the log, the partridge of Maozi's arms should fly high instantly, the iron arm was raised high, and the iron-inlaid log smashed forward like Mount Tai pressed the top. The partridge should spread its wings and roar, fearlessly and fiercely facing the flying red dragon.

This is a martial spirit-level opponent with similar strength to Xuan Ming and others, weaker than a martial artist level who is enough to have an apprentice, and stronger than a martial artist level who has a small success.

Mount Tai is majestic and heavy, and the first two red dragons each let out an unwilling wail, and successively rowed the lower part of the log into the ground.

The third red dragon was angry and scrambled to take the lead, and the dragon arrow that was originally shot at Mu Maozi's abdomen rubbed it on the upper iron sheet of the log, slightly changed the direction, and shot at the door of Mao Zi's head at a slightly slower speed.

At the moment of life and death, Mao Zi reflexively took his arm to block.

With a pop, the cone arrow pierced through the bones, and the blade of the arrow reflected the fierce light and stopped in front of the tip of Maozi's nose.

If it weren't for his amazing kung fu practice, this arrow would only be the result of piercing his arm.

However, this arrow is not completely ineffective, and the bearer of Mu Maozi, who has not been injured for a long time, was suddenly aroused by this arrow.

But there are many things in the world that cannot be solved by anger, especially when the arrow cannot be pulled out after many attempts.