Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 453: The death of Cui Lin, the body of yellow sand

"Sun Fairy, are you crazy?"

Mi Ziwen shouted, "You see who we are!"

His face is full of anger. Sun Fairy is his nephew, and now he has betrayed the ancestral people, and even wants people to kill them all, which makes him want to drag Sun Fairy over and beat him severely.

Sun Fairy just looked at him coldly, expressionless.

"Niu Fang, are you willing to keep your promise or be a villain who doesn't keep your promise?"

The pseudo-god opposite looked at the pseudo-god Niu Fang and said with a sneer.

The pseudo-god Niu Fang frowned. He didn't look at the pseudo-god who was talking, but at Sun Fairy.

From his perspective, it is natural to see that Sun Fairy is a little abnormal.

"Niu Fang, are you stupid?"

Pseudo-god Gu Hong said coldly, "Why did you come here without knowing it? Being led by their nose, your brain is flooded?"

Yes!

Fake God Niu Fang also reacted.

Sun Fairy is just a blind eye.

I came here for Wu Zongquan, the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, what is the matter with Guan Sunfing?

Those guys thought that if they controlled Sun Fairy, they would let me do things?

It's a joke!

"I was originally a villain, you bite me!"

Fake God Niu Fang cursed.

The false gods on the opposite side were also stunned, and their faces became gloomy.

"You guys really want to die?"

They shouted.

"Come on if you have the ability, who can't talk shit."

The pseudo-god Gu Hong said coldly, "It's still a long way from you to kill us."

He took a step forward, and countless sword shadows instantly appeared in front of him.

Holding seven killing knives, the pseudo-god Gu Hong is murderous.

"Niu Fang, hunt, start, don't lose to me!"

Before he finished speaking, the countless sword shadows in front of the false **** Gu Hong had already slashed forward.

"Boom--"

With the loud noise, countless knife shadows have fallen into the group of false gods on the opposite side.

The pseudo-god Niu Fang also shouted loudly, not willing to be left behind, the golden hammer of the drum and urn in his hand suddenly became very huge, and he smashed it forward.

"Kill them!"

The three thousand false gods on the opposite side were furious at the same time, and they killed them at the same time.

"If there is still energy left, let's do it all!"

Mizi Wenwen Mengbai and the others also shouted loudly, summoned their last strength, and went forward to kill.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong and the pseudo-god Niu Fang are here to help them. It makes no sense that they are fighting in front of them, but they are watching from the back.

"Sun Fairy!"

Yonzi Wen took aim at Sun Fairy and killed him directly.

Sun Fairy's eyes were blood red, and his face was full of murderous intent.

He stabbed a master of Huaxia Pavilion to fly, and then chased after the victory, and he was about to kill the master.

At this time, Mi Ziwen's long sword had already crossed over, blocking Sun Gong's long sword.

"Open your dog's eyes and see who's here!"

Mi Ziwen shouted, the long sword in his hand kept attacking, trying to wake Sun Fairy.

Sun Fairy was just expressionless, and kept firing his sword. Every time he stabbed, he ran towards Mi Ziwen's key point, looking like he was going to kill Mi Ziwen.

"Damn!"

Mi Ziwen kept scolding, and he naturally saw that Sun Fairy was different.

But how does it look?

Can he still allow Sun Fairy to kill the people of Huaxia Pavilion?

He couldn't even give up his resistance and let Sun Fairy kill him.

Now he can only do his best to capture Sun Fairy alive.

But that's easier said than done.

Tian Dao Sun is fair, and its own strength is the existence of Huaxia Pavilion among the best.

Although Mi Ziwen now has the power of a pseudo-god, Sun Fairy also doesn't know how to break through the pseudo-god.

The two are of equal strength, but Mi Ziwen has been fighting for a long time, and his strength is exhausted.

As for Sun Fairy, he recharges his energy.

The strengths and weaknesses of the two sides soon became clear.

Mi Ziwen kept retreating a little embarrassedly, seeing that he was about to be hurt by Sun Ping's sword.

"Big brother, I'll block him, you go help the general."

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Hengli, blocking Sun Fairy.

It was Yin Wuyou who rushed over.

"Be careful, princess!"

Mi Ziwen didn't force it either. Being on the battlefield, he knew how to choose the best plan.

To be brave will only bring about worse results.

He swayed and came to Meng Bai's side to help him resist the opponent's false god.

The battle continued to intensify, and soon, the ancestral human race had been defeated.

They have already reached the end of their power. Even if they join the pseudo-god Niu Fang and the pseudo-god Gu Hong, it will not change the situation.

After all, Niu Fang and Gu Hong are just fake gods.

They are indeed powerful, fighting alone, none of the three thousand false gods can be their opponents.

But the other side, how could it be possible to fight them alone?

There are three thousand people on the other side.

And the ancestral human race, plus Niu Fang and Gu Hong, are full of calculations, and the number of false gods is less than a hundred people.

This is no longer a power disparity to describe.

If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent's three thousand false gods hadn't all thrown into the battlefield at once, the war would have been completely over by now.

Even so, the ancestral human race won't last long.

It is estimated that they will be wiped out in half an hour at most.

"You dare to offend my Tiangong Pavilion, and when my pavilion master returns, you will surely suffer the consequences!"

Cui Lin was punched by a false god, blood spurted into the air, and roared.

He was seriously injured, and now, he has completely lost his ability to resist.

If it wasn't for the experts from Tiangong Pavilion trying their best to save him, he might have really died here this time.

"You are destined to die."

A voice sounded, "You have lived so long, now, just die for me."

A palm appeared above Cui Lin's head out of thin air.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui!"

Everyone changes color at the same time.

“Boom—”

The light from the palm of the hand shone brightly, squeezing Cui Lin's head out.

This scene caused a brief silence on the battlefield.

From the beginning of the war to the present, Cui Lin is the first important person to die!

As the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, if today Gong Pavilion and Huaxia Pavilion are the same family, Cui Lin is an uncompromising high-level executive on their side.

He was actually killed!

Everyone's eyes turned to the owner of the palm.

With a flash of light, before everyone could see who the owner of the palm was, he disappeared into the air.

"Be careful everyone!"

Mizi is gentle and white and drinks loudly at the same time.

At this moment, a palm suddenly appeared in front of Sun Fairy and patted Yin Wuyou opposite him.

"Princess!"

The expressions of Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai and others changed drastically at the same time.

Yin Wuyou is dealing with Sun Fairy, her and Sun Fairy's strengths seem to be different.

And that palm, who just killed Cui Lin, is clearly far superior to the average pseudo-god.

Under such a sneak attack, how could Yin Wuyou stop it?

Actually, Yin Wuyou did not react.

Sun Fairy's attack has already made her need to deal with it with all her energy. If she is not careful, she may be injured.

Where can I spare any effort to guard against the sneak attacks of such masters.

Seeing that the palm was about to fall on Yin Wuyou's body, everyone seemed to have seen the result.

"Worry Free!"

Lu Wenshuang's pretty face instantly lost its color.

Bai Qianqian desperately wanted to rush over to rescue her, but she also had her own opponents, so how could she escape in a while.

Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Xiao Jianghe, and Wang Xin were all filled with despair.

They knew very well how important Yin Wuyou was to Zhou Shu.

If something happened to Yin Wuyou, they couldn't imagine how Zhou Shu would react.

Even if you don't mention this, Yin Wuyou has always been the backbone of the Huaxia Pavilion, and everyone definitely doesn't want to see her happen.

"Boom--"

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a square slab of brick appeared in front of Yin Wuyou, and he was able to block that palm.

The bricks that look ordinary and can be seen everywhere are not damaged in the slightest under that palm.

This scene is completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Above the battlefield, there was a brief silence again.

Everyone's hands stopped and looked straight at the brick that blocked Yin Wuyou's fatal blow.

If Cui Lin was still alive, he would definitely recognize that this brick was the life-saving weapon that Yang Zhitian left to the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

It is said that this brick can block a divine blow.

But Cui Lin is dead, and no one here knows the brick.

They were shocked beyond measure.

It's incredible that such a humble brick can withstand such a powerful blow!

"It's the pavilion owner!"

Songtao Shi shouted, "It's the pavilion master who casts the magic weapon!"

"You have all seen that the magic weapon created by the pavilion master can easily block your sneak attack!"

"Even if you kill us all today, when the pavilion master comes back, you will all die! You can't even break the magic weapon created by the pavilion owner, so why are you fighting against our pavilion owner!"

Stone Songtao shouted excitedly, as if he didn't know he was on the brink of life and death.

"A magic weapon can't change your destiny! Unless you all have such a magic weapon!"

A false **** roared across from him.

After the failed strike, the palm disappeared without a trace.

Yin Wuyou herself was a little surprised, she didn't know when she had such a magical weapon on her body.

But immediately, a warm feeling surged in her heart. Needless to say, this must have been left by Zhou Shu on purpose.

In order to protect her.

Yin Wuyou shook her lips, her pretty face flushed.

"I'm still with you, I won't die easily!"

An infinite power surged in Yin Wuyou's heart.

“Boom—”

She slashed out with a single sword, and Sun Fairy, who was evenly matched with her just now, was directly knocked out by a sword.

"God soldier, please help me!"

Yin Wuyou turned to face the brick and said with a serious expression.

Just when everyone thought Yin Wuyou was crazy, suddenly, a dazzling light shone from above the brick.

Then one after another phantoms flew out from above the bricks.

In an instant, those phantoms turned into bricks, suspended in front of everyone in Huaxia Pavilion.

The false **** who just spoke was dumbfounded.

Really everyone has a brick?

What kind of trouble is this?

What kind of magic weapon is this?

Tiangong Pavilion pavilion master, so perverted? To cast such a magic weapon?

Not only was the opposite pseudo-god dumbfounded, even Yin Wuyou himself was dumbfounded.

Is this brick so powerful?

She was overjoyed that her husband was indeed her husband, and leaving a single brick could reverse the situation.

"Don't be afraid, this brick is not as strong as you think, it won't last long, keep attacking!"

A voice resounded in the air.

The three thousand false gods also reacted.

No matter how strong the magic weapon is, it depends on who uses it.

Wouldn't it be a daydream to want to block three thousand false gods with one magic weapon?

"Boom--"

Three thousand false gods, shot at the same time.

One after another magical power fell on the bricks in front of everyone.

In the explosion of light, those bricks shattered one by one.

Except for the one in front of Yin Wuyou, the rest of the bricks shattered after only a few breaths of time.

"Princess, withdraw!"

Mizi Wen and Mengbai retreated to Yin Wuyou.

"Leave the green hills there, don't be afraid of running out of firewood, you go first, stay useful, and avenge us in the future!"

The scene just now was too dangerous.

Neither Mi Ziwen nor Meng Bai wanted to see that scene happen again.

"If Zhou Shu was here, he wouldn't leave everyone behind. I can't go."

Yin Wuyou shook his head and said.

"He will avenge us."

Lu Wenshuang swayed his sword light and said coldly.

Bai Qianqian smiled sweetly, and said, "It's not that he hasn't died, and death is nothing to be afraid of. If you leave, you will be a little sorry for the big guy."

Miko Wenwen Mengbai wanted to persuade him again, but the false gods on the opposite side had already stepped up their offensive, and they had no time to speak.

The people of Huaxia Pavilion and Tiangong Pavilion fell one by one.

Since Cui Lin's death in battle, the balance of war has been completely tilted.

The people of Huaxia Pavilion and Tiangong Pavilion can only be regarded as lingering. Every moment, someone falls, and the rest are just doing their best to persevere.

The situation seems to have no room for recovery.

……

"Om-"

A faint white light flashed, and a handful of yellow sand flew out hundreds of meters with the wind, and then fell to the ground.

As if there was life, the yellow sand slowly condensed into a figure.

The facial features of the figure gradually became clear, not Qi Tian, ​​but who?

"It's done!"

Zhou Shu couldn't help but clenched his fist tightly.

This was originally just an idea of ​​his, and he wasn't really sure about it.

But the results are good, he maintains a record of never failing.

He, did it again!

Qi Tian stood there, looking at his hands and feet curiously, like a newborn baby.

After a full quarter of an hour, Qi Cai raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu.

"It feels so good."

Qi Tian said, "I feel that it is no different from before. This clay sculpture body is no worse than my previous physical body."

"Qi Tian, ​​have you forgotten what I do?"

Zhou Shu smiled slightly and said, "I'm a soldier! Your current body, strictly speaking, is a magic weapon!"

"I used the method of casting a magic weapon to cast a clay body. If it is not stronger than your physical body, then I will be considered a failure!"

There is no conclusion about who is stronger and who is weaker between the human body and the magic weapon.

With the body of a warrior, it will be tempered stronger than a divine weapon.

But that also depends on the magic weapon.

There is no doubt that some divine soldiers are stronger than the physical body of most warriors.

The magic weapon that Zhou Shu casted, could it be an ordinary magic weapon?

This clay body, but Zhou Shu forged to survive the calamity of the destruction of the world, how could it not be strong?

"It's strongest point is its immortality."

Zhou Shu continued, "Even if it is turned into yellow sand, it can still be recovered. I will smash your soul and recast it with the technique of casting soldiers. Now every grain of yellow sand is your soul. , the sand will not be destroyed, and your spirit will not be destroyed."

Zhou Shu also sighed in his heart, this process, although it is simple to say, is actually as difficult as going to the sky!

Heaven is holy, how strong is his soul?

As long as he resists a little, Zhou Shu can't shatter his soul.

And the soul was shattered, for Qi Tian, ​​it was tantamount to killing him countless times, and the pain in it was definitely not something ordinary people could bear.

Not to mention the subsequent recasting process, which is refining the soul in flames.

Although the whole process does not seem to require Qi Tian to do anything, in fact, the most difficult part is supported by Qi Tian.

If Qi Tian does not cooperate in the slightest, if he cannot bear the pain in the process, he will end in failure in the end.

This method is considered a success, but it is also a failure.

Because now Zhou Shu realizes that the threshold of this method is actually very high.

Not everyone is equal to the sky.

Even if the Heavenly Emperor was changed, Zhou Shu felt that he might not be able to succeed.

The divine soul is extremely solidified. In the process of breaking it, absolute trust is required. Otherwise, the subconscious resistance of the divine soul will lead to failure~IndoMTL.com~ Even Zhou Shu never imagined that Qi Tian would trust him so much. , During the whole process, not even a single thought of conflict occurred.

Even Zhou Shu felt a little weird.

He couldn't think of anyone who could achieve the level of Qi Tian, ​​which is almost impossible to replicate.

He wanted Shi Songtao to try it out for him before, which was a bit taken for granted.

Shi Songtao certainly trusts him, but Shi Songtao may not be able to bear this kind of pain.

When the soul is fatally threatened, resistance is just a subconscious reaction.

Being able to face death without having any thoughts of resistance is simply not something ordinary people can do.

"Amazing."

Qi Tian said to Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu said that, but he didn't really care much. What he cared about was whether he had the power to avenge Liu Ruochuan.

"I've come out, now, I'll save you out!"

As Qi Tian spoke, a powerful aura had already risen from his body. He clenched his fists and threw a punch against the light curtain.

"Katha—"

There were cracks on the light curtain, but they failed to shatter.

"Qi Tian, ​​leave me alone."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "You are the body of yellow sand and can walk through the ban, but it is not so easy to break."

"I suspect that someone has used a trick to keep us trapped here, trying to harm my people."

"Do me a favor and go to the base to have a look. If anyone makes trouble for them, you can block me first."

"I will come out as soon as possible and help you to avenge Liu Ruochuan!"

Qi Tian was silent for a moment. For him, avenging Liu Ruochuan was the most important thing, but Zhou Shu just helped him out of trouble.

"Good!"

He didn't hesitate for long, then nodded and said.