Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 82: 500 boys and girls!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded from behind the fat man and the monk. The Buddha, who had been sitting cross-legged before, made a move. In fact, even if he entered the stance no matter how powerful he was at this moment, it was impossible not to be alarmed. It was indeed the five claws that appeared suddenly. The movement created by the Golden Dragon phantom is really too big.

The Buddha's body released a strand of black aura, like an evil spirit coming out of the Yinsi, but his body is protected by the Dharma, the incarnation of the Buddha and the devil are perfectly intertwined on his body, and the devil enters the Buddha. Again by Buddha.

"This look is handsome." The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I haven't seen this poss before."

"This is the Dharmakaya, the dragon is a phantom, and there is no soul. The Dharmakaya is best dealt with." The monk explained and started to rebuild the formation, "Re-establish the formation, there must be something wrong there. Now, you can’t let Dabai fall into it alone."

The fat man nodded, suppressing the qi and blood tumbling in his body and began to rebuild the magic circle, but he still asked, "Monk, what is your law body like? Golden cicada?"

The monk ignored Fatty, and after reconstructing the formation method, the following consolidation was handed over to Fatty. He began to explore Su Bai's breath again, intending to re-establish contact.

The battle between Lord Buddha and the golden dragon phantom was not too fancy, in fact, it could not be too fancy. The reason why the fat man and the monk seemed to be injured before was because their minds were connected with the formation. The emergence of this connection, the formation of the Golden Dragon, can hurt them both. In fact, the Golden Dragon died more than two thousand years ago. It only exists in a memory, and it does not exist in this position. By the way, it is a bit like a computer virus, which only damages the computer and does not cause any damage to the person sitting in front of the computer.

Like catching a firefly, Lord Buddha burned out the insignificant dragon power, and then his figure returned to normal, and he walked to the fat man and the monk.

"What happened?" Buddha asked.

"It's a little careless, haha." The monk actually smiled, "The poor monk is now very curious about what kind of scenes Dabai saw through the Yin Soldiers, which can cause such a big shock. I have re-established a good connection with Dabai, this time there should be no problem."

After that, the monk suppressed his prayer beads on the formation, and the fat man also stabbed his natal peach wood sword here, and the two of them pressed the magic weapon comparable to the natal weapon on the formation. It is also to prevent the things from happening again.

"It seems that things are more interesting than imagined." Buddha sat down next to him, "I look forward to Dabai coming back soon and telling me this story."

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At this time, Su Bai, who is in the "interesting story", doesn't find it interesting at all.

Just now, there was still a neat army formation, and it was completely reduced to a Shura battlefield at this time. Killing and being killed seemed to be the only main theme at this time.

But Su Bai didn’t understand or understand what was going on. Although these tens of thousands of Qin troops could not be said to be all of Qin’s power at this time, they were definitely a backbone force. Did Emperor Shi just sit and watch his soldiers fight each other here?

Actually, the five-clawed golden dragon that gave people a feeling of sickness and death since flying over may not be the first emperor’s car, but more like a captured prey. According to historical records, the Yellow Emperor was Tude, Xia Chao is Mu De, Shang is Jin De, Zhou is naturally Huo De, and Qin is Water De. At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Qin Shuide was continued, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty responded to Tude, and Liu Xiu began to respond to Huo De. So if Emperor Shi was looking for his own car, it should be the Black Dragon, not the Golden Dragon.

The blood of the golden dragon became a kind of catalyst, making the soldiers of the State of Qin below become crazy and hysterical.

The tyrannical energy fluctuations are constantly venting around, and the terrible momentum of the landslide is created here. The strength of each soldier is unusual. The fight of tens of thousands of people is like countless missiles falling here.

Confused, unknown,

As well as the bloodthirsty and killing that seemed to have been infected, Su Bai gradually began to lose himself. He slowly stood up, and then looked at the Chang Ge in his right hand.

Immediately, Su Bai waved it and directly stabbed the Qin soldier in front of him.

"Puff..."

Chang Ge penetrated his body, which made Su Bai a little unexpected. He was a little puzzled whether he was really in the ancient battlefield of that era, or whether his own Yin Soldier was incorporated into it after borrowing. In the mental state of a soldier.

The current self, it seems impossible to really kill people, because he is just a bystander, not a participant, but he feels that he seems to be fully involved in it now, constantly waving weapons, constantly Stabbed Chang Ge into one robe after another.

Blood is splashing, body is breaking, and Su Bai's killing, after the initial torment and struggle, has become more and more proficient, that bloodthirsty and madness has completely submerged his reason. As if what he faced was not his own colleagues, but the enemy chieftains who were enemies of the empire and the ancestor dragon!

Kill,

Kill,

Kill,

Kill! kill! kill! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Su Bai knows that this state is not right, but he has no ability to change him. He has become more and more integrated into this scene, as if this is his own memory, and like this, this memory is what is happening.

As the killing began, Su Bai felt that his physical body was getting stronger and stronger. The flesh and blood of the old robe merged into his body, turned into nutrients, and began to nourish himself.

This is like raising Gu, or, a redistribution of resources.

Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers, like a large circle of Gu worms, they are biting, they are devouring, they are strong, and at the same time, they are also giving.

Su Bai felt that his eye sockets were getting wet, killing, killing,

There are fewer and fewer people,

Less and fewer,

The mania and madness at the beginning is slowly fading, and the killing action seems to be just a mechanical habit, a kind of instinct, a kind of inertia.

You can't get the slightest pleasure and achievement from the killing, and when you see more and more stumps on the ground, a desolate atmosphere begins to surround you constantly.

In the sky, Zulong stood silently. The five-clawed golden dragon seemed to have completely lost its vitality, but its body was still floating in the sky. At this time, the huge body looked no different from rootless duckweed.

Zulong's hand was trembling slightly, but this tremor was hidden under his black dragon robe. He had faced scenes that were countless times worse than this, but now this scene is It hurts his heart most.

A well-mannered young man walked up to Zu Long, beside him, stood a general.

Zu Long nodded, as if he had agreed to the young man's request.

The young man held the flute and began to play the song "Soul Returns". This is a scene that cannot be recorded in history books, and it is also a scene that is destined to be incomprehensible for future generations, but it really happened. , Pain, suffocation, anger, all kinds of emotions are constantly intertwined and hovering, making people feel as if they are crushed by a mountain, it is difficult to breathe!

Su Bai has forgotten who he is. He is just killing repeatedly. If he doesn't kill others, others will kill him. He has no choice at all.

Finally, when the number of people standing around was reduced to a certain number, everyone subconsciously stopped the killing. About five hundred people and tens of thousands of soldiers survived. Only five hundred people remained. Everyone carried a monstrous evil spirit, and each one was extremely vigorous.

It is no exaggeration to say that these five hundred people are the essence of this tens of thousands of troops.

Fu Su stopped playing. He seemed to dare not look directly at the tragic scene below. He was puzzled, he was hesitating, and he was helpless. He didn't know why his father did this. These are all following. With his father, he conquered the consolidated army that swept the six nations in the South and the North, but now, almost all of them are buried here.

Meng Tian on the side stretched out his hand and grabbed Fusu's shoulder. Fusu wanted to resist, but he didn't succeed. In the end, he was forcibly taken back to the dragon's house by Meng Tian.

The ancestor dragon stepped on his feet, and his figure fell down. At this time, the five hundred soldiers who had just killed the surging soldiers knelt down to the ancestor dragon in front of them, almost completely following their instincts.

The Zulong walked past each of them, like a review, but the fragmented limbs that surrounded the mountains and plains did not create any joyful atmosphere.

When Zu Long walked in front of him, Su Bai clearly noticed the people in front of him. It seemed to pause for a while. For a moment, a feeling of being thoroughly seen through his heart came, but it seemed only for this moment. After a pause, Zu Long walked to the next person.

In the distance, there was a hustle and bustle of carriages and horses. A white-haired old man dressed as a warlock walked slowly. Behind the old man stood many virgins. They followed all the way with a carriage, and a carriage was placed on it. Yes, it is a black coffin.

The old man walked up to Zulong and bowed to beg.

Zu Long turned his back, and the two seemed to be communicating. Finally, Zu Long nodded.

The old man got up, holding a string of paper talisman in his hand, he walked up to a Qin soldier, and stuck the paper talisman on Qin Bing’s forehead. The Qin soldier fell down immediately, unconscious. personnel.

The virgins on one side stretched out their hands to lift the Qin soldier and put them in the coffin~IndoMTL.com~ These virgins were all pasted with talisman paper behind them, a bit similar to later generations of Taoists. The refined yellow turban warrior is very powerful.

The old men posted them one by one. It seems that because of the Zulong, no soldiers resisted. They fell one by one because they were pasted with talisman paper, and one by one they were carried into the coffin by the boys and girls. Sealed in.

Finally, the old man came to Su Bai. He picked up the talisman paper, but suddenly paused. Then, there was a suspicious smile on his face, but the movement did not stop, holding the talisman paper Began to move towards Su Bai’s forehead,

Su Bai suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart,

As if this talisman paper was pasted,

Then no matter who you are,

Wherever it is,

No matter what kind of identity and medium you enter here,

I will be completely sealed eventually!