The monk volunteered to carry the emperor on his back, with Confucian and Taoist aunts on his sides. The eyes of the two touched again, one was awe-inspiring, and the other was smiling apologetically.

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly popped out from the ground, and it was a little dazzling in the fire.

Qin Zong's will was already a little broken, coupled with the coldness behind Fang Cai, suddenly such a thing appeared in front of him, and immediately his knees weakened, and he collapsed to the ground, and he was looking forward to it for a while, for fear that this time it was just a big dream!

"Pangolin! Get up and kneel down! Scared the emperor! What should you be guilty of!" Lao Duan was extremely loyal to the emperor, and when he saw him being scared like this by the pangolin, he couldn't help but feel angry. At the same time, Dao Gu's cold gaze was also turned in, and in the eyes of the monk and the Confucian scholar, I don't know whether it was the reflection of the flames, or the excessive anger, and the yellow light was shining.

The pangolin was drunk by Lao Duan like this, and only then did he realize the oppression of everyone's eyes, so he quickly looked straight, hid the conjoined gold armor on his body, straightened his upper body, and knocked on the ground: "The emperor forgives the sin, and today I came to rescue the emperor on the order of my master pangolin!"

At this time, Qin Zong had also stood up with the help of everyone, and said to the pangolin apprentice angrily: "The sin is not yours, the Qing family will be calm quickly." ”

When the pangolin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he got up, the golden armor that remained on the surface of his body also happened to disappear.

"Hey, burrowing rat, what's that golden thing on you?" asked the monk with a big grin.

The pangolin raised his eyebrows, not caring at all about the monk's call for him "burrowing rat", and boasted proudly: "This is the unique mastery granted to me by the master - the technique of golden armor turtle breath." From the day of worshipping the master, 17 kinds of gold-containing medicinal materials should be boiled and bathed in water, so that the gold powder is deposited and solidified on the body surface. At first, the medicine did not leave the body for seven days, and then soaked in the bath every other day in January, and gradually reduced to once every three days and once every seven days, and it took three years of unremitting efforts to become ......"

"Shut up! The emperor is rude in front of him!" Old Duan was already angry at the pangolin's sudden appearance, and now that he dared to boast about himself, he couldn't help but be even more angry. "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time! In case something happens, the lives of a few of us are small, and the emperor's safety is at stake!"

Everyone restrained their spirits and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, a golden soldier who appeared out of nowhere rushed behind Dao Gu as if flying, and smashed it with a fist. Dao Gu's heart sank, her footsteps moved slightly, and she dodged a punch. Immediately, the dust shook, and several sharp qi came instantly, directly cutting off the throat of the golden soldier, and a head slipped and rolled.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they suddenly looked around. I saw that most of the Jin soldiers who had fallen before were staggering to their feet, their eyes were hollow, and there was a burst of wine and the stench of stomach pouring all around them. The expressions of the crowd became solemn. Lao Duan resolutely instructed the pangolin: "You hurry up and escort the emperor away! Let's solve the ......!" Before the words fell, two more golden soldiers rushed and came straight to Lao Duan!

Lao Duan instinctively waved his big knife to meet the attack: "Let's solve the golden soldiers in front of us!" Two slashes came out one after another, both hitting the vital point. Unexpectedly, the Jin soldier in front of him did not fall, but was shocked back a few steps by the sword qi, and after his body stabilized, he immediately adjusted his posture, and it was another round of impact!

The pangolin listened to Lao Duan's instructions, didn't say a word, picked up Qinzong and went underground.

Seeing that the emperor had left safely, Confucian exhaled a breath of turbidity and suggested: "The activity space here is too small for it to let go of the attack, so it is better for the four of us to disperse in the four directions of east, west, north and south." With that, he dodged to the east behind him, and several golden soldiers immediately followed, and Confucian Sheng retreated while fighting, and disappeared in a moment.

The other three glanced at each other, and Lao Duan motioned for them to go first. Dao Gu and the monk immediately rose vertically and divided into two sides, north and south.

Lao Duan fought alone, the big knife in his hand couldn't stop at all, and after a few rounds of slashing, the bodies of those golden soldiers became harder and harder, like iron casting, and their strength was also amazing. Hearing the "sonorous" sound again, Lao Duan's big knife could no longer hurt the Jin soldiers, but he was pushed by a counterattack force and staggered for a while, and then mixed with a headless corpse on the ground, only then did he remember the situation when Fang Cai Daogu cut off his head and killed the enemy.

As soon as he thought of this, Lao Duan took a step back, and with a little luck, wisps of white gas rose from the oblique broadsword, which became thicker and thicker, and then broke through the air and swung down. I saw several meteors falling from the sky, and a series of crisp sounds of gold and stone breaking, and most of the golden soldiers in front of him unloaded their heads and severed limbs, and no longer got up to attack.

The monks in the south also carried a thousand hands to meet the golden soldiers who kept rushing over. The palm is to the heart, and the intention is to kill it with a palm. Unexpectedly, there was blood in his chest...... No! It's a golden soldier who has no chest! It's still rushing at a fast pace!

"Is this a human or a ghost?!" Monk Zhiguan, who is so self-confident, can't help but be terrified! In a hurry, a thousand palms were combined, turned into a punch, rose into the air, and smashed down on the head of the nearest golden soldier, and the head of the golden soldier instantly turned into a blood mist, splashing in all directions.

As soon as the monk landed, he hurriedly looked at the decapitated Jin soldier, and when he saw that he was no longer moving, he breathed a sigh of relief. What he thought in his heart was verified: Only by cutting off his head can he stop moving! Although he found a way to defeat the enemy, the solemn look on the monk's face did not diminish in the slightest. You must know that this thousand-handed palm consumes a lot of true qi, and in the face of the ant-like golden soldiers in front of you, it is strange to give them all brains and not die of exhaustion......

The entire Golden Soldier Battalion is full of murderous spirit!

At the same time, the Jin Bing camp went south to Erli, a frozen woodland.

Underground, the pangolin carried Qinzong on his back and galloped away to the pavilion eight miles away.

On the snow, a black-clothed masked man, holding a snake-shaped sword, stood intently. At the front of the serpentine sword was a dragon's head, pointing obliquely to the moon at this time, glowing with a purple-red glow, reflecting the hazy moonlight a little more gloomy.

Suddenly, the sword-tipped dragon's head groaned, twitching incessantly, and its scarlet bloody tongue grew, as if it smelled the impending prey. *

*Note: This is the artifact's "Bloodthirsty Trace" ability, which has a natural magnet in its dragon head that senses metal artifacts within 100 steps.

The purple light of the dragon's head faded for a moment, turning into a dazzling color of pure gold, and the underground tremor was immediately heard! The man in black opened his eyes and soared into the air, and the serpentine sword weapon was like a thousand-pound crossbow, which was led to the front of him, pulled to a high place, and then flew out of his hand, and stabbed towards the snow bag that was slightly bulging and moving forward rapidly!

"Ahh

Underground, Qin Zong, who was lying on the back of a pangolin, had been pierced through his heart by a sword, and he was lifeless. The pangolin itself had a hole in his right shoulder, and he was terrified. He couldn't believe that there was an ambush on this unknown escape route, and this ambusher was so high in martial arts and sharp in his weapons that he could pierce his golden armor.

"Who is he?" the pangolin looked down at the wound, and unexpectedly, out of the gurgling blood flowed out of it, it was a hideous dragon head.

The pangolin was shocked, he recognized that this sword weapon with a dragon's head and a snake body was the long-lost magic weapon of the Phantom Dragon Palace-the Dragon Snake Sword. In a hurry, he had to shatter the shoulder bone, squeeze the bone fragment to bounce the blade out, and then wrapped the Qin Sect with the cracked gold armor, and used the turtle breath technique to save qi and save his life, and delay the deterioration of the wound. Then he lowered his body and slowly moved forward step by step, not daring to make another sound......

The dragon snake sword popped out of the ground and flew back into the hands of the man in black, the tip of the sword dragon head no longer trembled, turning to a purple color, wisps of blood snaking down, feeding the tip of the dragon's tongue a little more scarlet.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning broke through the sky, piercing the pitch-black sky, followed by another ...... The long-suppressed thunder rumbled and shook the earth, as if it was about to blast open the shackles of the mountains of this lost land. The rain, like thousands of silver swords, shot down, sprinkled to every corner like catharsis, washing away the ice and snow on the ground, but it could not wash away the grief and anger between heaven and earth.

The man in black felt the rain on his body, enjoyed it very much, and showed a sly smile.

That earth-shattering lightning lit up the entire secluded forest! Another man hidden in the depths of the secluded forest trembled as if he had been struck, and several of his pupils suddenly collapsed...... In the shadows, the bloody blood can be vaguely seen, which is not faint at all under the washing of the rain, and it is getting thicker and thicker......

Several people who fought viciously in the Jin Bing camp were also startled by this hideous lightning, lost their minds slightly, and were punched twice by Jin Bing. The three of them were ruthless, and they all stood on one foot, and the other foot poked out slightly, and the big knife was held flat...... Fare your fists flat...... Dusting the ...... In an instant, his body turned, and a hurricane blew out! All the surrounding golden soldiers were affected, and they flew out diagonally like kites with broken strings. Taking advantage of this gap, the three of them rose one after another and ran desperately to the south......

At the gazebo, a strange-shaped person was half-kneeling, panicked to stop the bleeding for the person lying on the ground, a bottle of gold medicine was poured, and the person on the ground did not let out a groan, and the blood was still gushing. Seeing that the pangolin had no skills, he finally collapsed to the ground......

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and stepped forward. The other three also arrived at this time, each of them was not lightly injured, and they leaned on the top of the stone pillar to stand firm. Four pairs of anxious eyes stared at the two people lying on the ground, knelt on the ground in unison, and shouted: "Your Majesty!

......

No response.

The monk shouted with the only strength he had left: "What are you looking at! Why don't you heal the emperor soon!"

Among the crowd, only Situ still had the true qi in his body, and he immediately sat on the ground, helped Qin Zong, touched his shoulders with both palms, and slowly sent in the true qi.

For a long time, silent......

Situ stopped. Lao Duan asked urgently: "Mr. Situ, the emperor ...... him?"

Without waiting for Situ to speak, the pangolin spit out a mouthful of black blood: "Your Majesty...... The fairy is gone!coughcough...... It's weird...... Cough...... No ...... Cough...... Ahem! I can't stop ...... cough cough ......"

Under the great sorrow of the people, they all howled and cried.

The pangolin suddenly thought of something, but unfortunately the blood pressed the vocal cords, and he was speechless, so he had to use his fingers to trace the snow...... Coughing is getting more frequent...... The volume is getting weaker and weaker...... As soon as he sketched out a pattern in the shape of a "small" character, he tilted his head and neck and stopped making a sound......

Dao Gu was also crying with grief, looked at Situ who was silent, and asked in a sobbing voice, "Mr. Situ, has Niangniang been settled?"

Situ was still silent, just shook his head vigorously......