Chapter 991
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 991
2021-07-16
Chapter 991 Sharply turned down"Not good!"
The Vermilion Bird flag is already red, ten thousand zhang, burning Everyone's face was flushed and their mouths were dry.
However, now Fengchen daoist has the upper hand, and he can kill the public without sickness.
The morale of the soldiers and soldiers was low, and the battle formations panicked, and the formidable power of the Vermilion Bird constellation was greatly reduced.
Dan Rong and several Taoist daoists who participated in the siege were finally able to catch their breath and began to take a deep breath, using the Taoist Qi Refinement Technique to refining the water vapor in the air into body fluid.
It took a few mouthfuls to relieve the dryness of the heartburn just now.
"Excellent, the public will die without illness, and the rest of the little gangsters will not be good enough, let me wait and kill!"
A Taoist daoist laughed optimistically, as if the overall situation decided.
Dan Rong doesn't think so, Gong Wushang is too calm, and more importantly, he doesn't think that White Tiger is capable of holding a corpse figure.
The basin in front of you is the trap set by Gong Wuyi. Why can't they be intertwined, and an inner layer should be designed?
Therefore, he intuitively found that the result of this attack would not be very good.
Among the famous scribes, there were a few sighs.
They all sighed and were seized by Fengchen daoists. After all, the reputation of beheading soldiers patriarch is also very important to famous sects.
However, Taoism is domineering and will not give it to famous teachers.
In this joint attack, Fengchen daoist is the main force, and Meishan Gong is just a side assist. This pattern is evident.
In the eyes of Taoists, they are the Sovereign between Heaven and Earth, and everyone else is a servant.
"The matter of the military family can now be pacified!"
Even the leading Confucian scholars smiled.
However, Yuan Yangzheng, who taught Avatar by name, doesn't think so either.
Again, what we have to do is to make the enemy unhappy. If the enemy thinks that everything goes smoothly and is satisfactory, there are only two possibilities. We are almost finished, or they are almost finished.
Yuan Yangzheng would rather believe that the military had the upper hand in this battle.
……
"It's not good!"
Fang Dou and the two Avatars have the same opinion, although the camps are different and the sight lines are different, but their judgment on the situation , but no different.
This sentence was heard by Wu Shanyun, and he showed a curious look, "Fang Sword Immortal, how do you think the famous Taoist religion has the upper hand?"
"Why do you see it?"
Wu Shanyun pointed at the battlefield, "Although the realm is high, the White Tiger is trapped in the corpse, the weapons in his hands are restrained, and his bare hands are bare, how can he exert one ten thousandth of his strength?"
As he spoke, he suddenly frowned, "That's not right!"
Fang Dou nods, it seems that the other party is also beginning to notice.
"Gong Wu Ding can break the plague I planted and let hundreds of thousands of troops be ambushed here. Impossible is just such a little arrangement?"
Wu Shanyun looked towards the battlefield again, and quickly After passing a battle flag, I finally found the clue, the White Tiger flag was missing.
This is a major mistake. Based on the image of the White Tiger holding the corpse, if a battle formation is arranged, I am afraid it will be the strongest Killing Formation, even Fengchen Daoist and Meishan Gong can be involved.
Which looks like now, White Tiger's corpse figure is playing alone, but is trapped by the magic of Meishan Gong.
"Sword Immortal, have you seen it too?"
Wu Shanyun was disappointed when he saw Fang Dou's nod, and it seemed that his eyes were slightly worse than his.
I'm relieved to think about it, Sword Immortal Fang Dou is the existence of Peak in this world, even Fengchen daoist and Meishan Gong have to greet him politely, is it a mediocre person?
"Look at it, the earth-shattering reversal is about to unfold!"
...
The misty rain has not yet come to the body, but the Magnetic-Essence Divine with no opportunity Light , has enveloped the whole body.
Gong Wushang's armor and Dualbladed Halberd in his hands were restrained, as if pulled by countless silk threads in all directions, moved towards pulling in different directions.
As for the mounts under the crotch, they were extremely impatient, so irritable that they kept sniffing their noses and kicking their hooves.
In the eyes of outsiders, this soldier patriarch has become a cornered 'trapped beast'!
"The public is not sick, die!"
Feng Chen shouting loudly, in the vague smoke, countless transparent blade lights appeared, and it was about to cut the public. body.
In addition, Duke Meishan's collection of essays, released with a sense of courage, restrained the Duke from being sick from a distance, making his hands and feet a hundred times heavier than usual.
The current predicament cannot be broken from any angle.
Unfortunately, they encountered an unprecedented soldier, patriarch, who had no disease.
Gong Wushang opened his eyes, moved towards the air and grabbed, "Where is the soldier's main flag?"
Whoosh, a long, sharp whistle sounded from above everyone's heads, as if there was a The huge monster came out of nowhere.
As a result, people looked up one after another and saw a huge group of stars falling from the sky above the starry sky.
"All battles and battles come out of this, and it is the flag of the main soldier!"
Some people saw that this group of stars was actually the legendary banner of the main soldier.
If we say that White Tiger's corpse figure is the Supreme Treasure of the soldier, the main flag of the soldier is faith.
Whenever troops go out to fight, they must worship the soldier's master. This is the rule and etiquette that soldiers never break.
This time, the answer is obvious.
In the battle, the strongest battle flag is not the White Tiger flag that everyone guessed, but the flag of the main soldier.
As soon as the main flag of the soldiers came out, many of the battle flags in the battle array acknowledged allegiance, and the manifested constellations also presented a posture of worship.
"Not good!"
Fengchen daoist reacted and was about to attack, rushing to kill Gong Wushui before the flag of the main soldier fell.
As long as the Duke died without illness, the flag of the soldier would not be a climate, and it would disperse automatically.
After seeing this, Duke Meishan cooperated more and more hard to restrain White Tiger's corpse figure, so as to prevent the public from using strength without illness.
"hehe!"
Gong Wushang sneered a few times, spread out his palms, and grabbed at the void.
The flag of the main soldier that fell from the sky disappeared instantly without a trace, but a blood-red ancient battle flag appeared on Gong Wushang's hand.
The battle flag is embroidered with dazzling lines, like a chaotic battlefield, and like a giant War General roared towards the sky.
"Yes, it's the flag of the main soldier!"
Gong Wushang caressed the flagpole lightly, "As soon as this flag comes out, the troubled times will begin, and the world will bleed into a river!"
next moment, his wrist shakes, and the flagpole turns in circles, pointing to the wind and dust daoist.
"When the chaotic world begins, it will start to bleed because you still have a famous Taoist religion!"
Feng Chen daoist was about to open his mouth, shamelessly.
In his cultivation and fighting skills in his life, he has also encountered a crisis on the brink of life and death, so he immediately realized that the coming murderous intention is enough to kill him.
“Get up!”
The daoist will not retreat but advance, to kill the public without disease and avoid all future troubles.
In his opinion, no matter how strong the tactics are, they must be driven by people.
Gong Wushang held the flagpole, shook it twice at him, and then stopped.
A click, is it the sound of sweat falling to the ground?
Fengchen daoist bowed his head and saw the blood flowers blooming in the soil, and just realized that it was not sweat, but blood.
My heart is bright, this is the end.
As a famous Taoist legend, how could he not leave a few words before his death?
The daoist was about to speak, but he felt extremely difficult. Only then did he realize that, starting from the heavenly spirit above his head, a bloodstain fell from the middle, his throat was ripped open, and the wind poured in, how could he still speak? ?
Wow!
Darkness is coming, but Feng Chen daoist thinks that if he is torn in two, it must be very ugly, and his fame will be ruined here.
(end of this chapter)