The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 240: The flames of war (2)

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In the jungle, an acropolis several times larger than Panlingwei stood on a high cliff. 『≤Top』≤**『≤Small』≤Say, below the cliff, stretching for hundreds of miles, are densely packed wooden houses and wooden buildings. The exuberant breath rushed over.

On the high cliff, four sky-watching holy artifacts revolved lightly around the acropolis, and thousands of wolves with wings on their backs took off and landed continuously with the knights on their backs. There are tens of thousands of elite soldiers densely packed on the city wall. All kinds of powerful city defense equipment have long been placed on the city wall. Many large crossbows have already been stringed, and the arrows shining with dazzling cold light are resting on the crossbows to gain momentum. ready to go.

"Youquan! It's all up to you." Yin Xuege smiled and glanced at Youquan.

Youquan squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and wiped his hair very seriously. She clapped her hands lightly, and suddenly a large amount of thick fog rose into the sky from several rivers in the distance. The thick fog was wrapped in arrays of various colors, and soon this thick fog wrapped the acropolis on the high cliff He got up, as if a cauldron had dunked him in it.

The dense fog derived from the magical powers of Youquan itself has the miraculous effect of isolating all kinds of mana fluctuations, plus the formations arranged in advance in the dense fog, even if it is a golden fairy's message transmission talisman, it does not take a day. It is also impossible to pass through the isolation of this layer of thick fog.

The four sky surveying holy artifacts responded immediately. Several deep grooves were opened on their round shells, and countless flying swords like swimming fish slid out soundlessly, carrying a long A long cold light shot towards the thick fog.

With a sound of 'click', the thick fog was torn apart by a crack with a length of hundreds of feet, and an array flag that could not be dodged was cut into four sections by three cold lights. Youquan's body shook slightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Xiao Luo, help me."

Xiaoluo took a deep breath, she stood on tiptoe beside Youquan, with a flick of her ten long white fox tails, they turned into ten white long rainbows and sank into the dense fog. The long tails of the sky foxes weaved back and forth, laying a dense net in the dense fog.

Bai Yuzi also opened his mouth and let out a low growl, the treasure wheel of reincarnation slowly emerged between his eyebrows. Three thousand streaks of gray gas were injected into the thick fog. In the dense fog, a huge round shadow slowly spun, and a terrifying aura that blocked the world and suppressed all things suppressed all mana fluctuations in the Acropolis.

Yin Xuege let out a long roar, and hundreds of golden fairy-level puppets swarmed out from his sleeves, birds and beasts of all shapes and sizes plunged headlong into the thick fog at the same time. These golden fairy-level puppets cast by Qianjizong masters (.2.) opened their mouths one after another, and thunder lights roared down. All city defense restrictions collapsed at the same time.

There were endless howls of misery, and more than 3,000 heavily armed soldiers on that section of the city wall were directly vaporized by the attacks of these puppets. Even the armor on his body was turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated into the sky. On the empty city wall, there was only one unremarkable warrior in black armor kneeling on one knee, holding a heavy shield, struggling to resist the simultaneous attacks of three golden fairy-level puppets.

"Hmph, it's him. This guy, try to capture him alive." Yin Xuege's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he flicked his sleeves. Shifang Chaodu led him to the warrior on the city wall in a flash.

Rolling mana continuously poured into Shifang Chaodu, Yin Xuege let out a loud roar. Both hands clenched Shifang Chaodu and struck hard. The heavy shield in the soldier's hand suddenly disintegrated, blasting into countless tiny beams of light that sprayed out tens of miles away. The warrior's palm protectors were also shattered by the shock. He screamed strangely and dodged backwards. His body was already submerged in a gust of wind, and he was about to escape against the wind.

But hundreds of golden fairy puppet spiders had already rushed up, and two peak-level golden fairy puppet spiders opened their mouths. Two sticky metal spider threads shot out, turning into a big net and wrapping the warrior inside.

"Damn it, let go of me!" The soldier struggled frantically, his helmet fell off, revealing a white, beardless middle-aged face.

Yin Xuege flew forward. Grab the Shifang Chaodu and hit the soldier's head hard. He didn't use mana for this attack, but used the extremely hard Shifang Transcension as a moving brick. There was a loud 'bang' from the soldier's head, his eyes widened, and he cursed hysterically.

Then Yin Xuege beat down again, and the soldier's head slammed again. His eyes were blurred, but the curses in his mouth were still endless.

"My Buddha is merciful, what a tough head. Fellow Daoist Mu just go to meet the enemy, and the little monk will take good care of him." Yin Xuege was about to strike the tough guy for the third time, and Monk Yunluo was already in high spirits He and Monk Yun Jue each carried a Zen stick with a bowl-sized mouth, and happily swung their Zen sticks like knocking on a wooden fish and smashed them down on the soldier's head.

In a Buddhist holy place like Daleiyin Temple, the first homework for young monks is to knock wooden fish. Yun Luo and Yun Jue didn't know how many years they had knocked on the wooden fish before they got what they are today. They hit the warriors' heads with Zen sticks to make a bang bang, which made them find the joy of childhood.

A total of one hundred and eight Zen sticks fell down, and the warrior with an extremely hard head was finally knocked unconscious. Before he fainted, his eyes were full of resentment and anger—if these two damned monks used a little bit of mana and could stun him with one stick, why did they hit him a hundred and eight times in a row?

Hundreds of golden fairy-level puppets rushed forward, rushing forward frantically. Basically, they didn't use spells to attack, but just waved their extremely hard minions, crushing the armor of those warriors together with their bodies.

Among these puppets, there is even a giant mammoth with a strange shape, an exceptionally small body, but exceptionally well-developed limbs. One foot of this giant beast is the size of several acres of land, as long as it is trampled on randomly, hundreds of warriors will often be trampled to pieces.

In the Acropolis, more than 200,000 soldiers formed a neat battle formation, and swarmed along the spacious streets shouting battle horns.

High in the sky, Bai Yuzi opened his mouth wide, continuously spewing out poisonous gas. Through the blessing of the treasure wheel of reincarnation, these poisonous gases become even more powerful and irresistible. Large tracts of ordinary soldiers fainted and fell to the ground continuously, tens of thousands of people were stunned by Bai Yuzi's poisonous gas in the blink of an eye.

Combined with the impact of hundreds of golden immortal puppets, the 200,000 troops of Acropolis itself were defeated in a short time.

A group of young monks followed Yin Xuege and punched Shunfeng behind their backs. They hold all kinds of storage magic weapons, and they keep storing the unconscious soldiers on the ground. These fighters can not only sell and exchange spirit stones, but now they can exchange military exploits with the high-level officials of more than one hundred fairy cities, and they can be exchanged for countless good things.

Suddenly, an ordinary soldier who fell on the ground jumped up, and he swung a heavy halberd with both hands. A sweep without a word.

Amidst the miserable howls, the three immortals were beheaded into two pieces. Their celestial spirit caps shattered, and the three primordial spirits hurriedly escaped holding their natal immortal artifacts. The armor on the soldier's body was shattered, a bright light shot out, and a set of gorgeous golden armor appeared in front of everyone.

"Second-rank sub-sage! Bastard!" Monk Yunluo hissed behind him. Roaring loudly covered in cold sweat: "Hurry up and push away, this is a second-rank sub-sage, a **** who is equivalent to the pinnacle of a second-rank Jinxian."

Yin Xuege thought about it. Two puppet tigers with wings on their backs roared and rushed over. There are dozens of sheets away from the second-rank sub-sage, the puppet tiger opened its mouth wide, and its sharp teeth turned into flying swords and shot out, bringing red fireworks 'swish' towards it.

Yasheng waved his hands, and the halberd turned into two circles of cold light to wrap around his body. The puppet's sharp teeth hit the cold light with clanging and crisp sounds, hitting Yasheng back again and again. The two puppet flying tigers are both of the cultivation base of the peak golden immortal, and they are under the remote control of Yin Xuege. He easily suppressed the sub-sage who was hiding among the ordinary soldiers.

Bai Yuzi shot out a misty long breath between the eyebrows in the high air, firmly fixing Yasheng's eyebrows.

Yasheng's body trembled. He stared at Yin Xuege with wide eyes in horror. This time, Yin Xuege was too lazy to expend energy, and poured mana into Shifang Chaodu, and brought a cold light to the opponent's shoulder. After breaking his arms, he hit him on the head with one blow, beating him to the ground He vomited blood and passed out.

An unstoppable roar came from the direction of the guard house. More than a dozen sub-sage masters (.2.) in long gowns and armor rushed over with a group of close clan members in a rage. The clansmen led by these sub-sages are extremely strong, and hundreds of them have the strength of true immortals.

But with the impact of hundreds of golden fairy puppets, the team ruled by the sub-sage was smashed to pieces. Yin Xuege and others mixed in the group of puppets, and all kinds of golden fairy weapons attacked fiercely. This powerful team was eaten abruptly.

The more than 200,000 troops in the Acropolis were wiped out, and a large number of elite soldiers were captured alive. Monk Yunluo and others rushed into the guard's mansion, blasted the restriction on the secret storehouse, and searched the entire secret storehouse in only half a cup of tea time.

Then a group of people left as quickly as possible, and before leaving, they even set up an overwhelming array. Half a quarter of an hour after Yin Xuege and the others left, there was a muffled sound, and the high cliff was suddenly pulled up from the ground, and then fell down headlong, forcefully destroying the spiritual acupoint under the city.

Relying on the power of hundreds of golden fairy puppets, Yin Xuege and his party are as powerful as a bamboo, breaking through eighteen acropolises in a few days~IndoMTL.com~ In other places, disciples from dozens of sects joined forces to dispatch , under the leadership of many golden immortals, they used powerful immortal formations and immortal weapons, and in just a few days, the number of Acropolis destroyed exceeded one hundred.

Furthermore, these immortals are very ruthless. Yin Xuege and others at least did not offend the civilians and slaves outside the city. However, the places where many immortals passed by were really not a blade of grass, and the slaves and civilians outside the city were all beheaded. empty.

For a while, the territory of the Sima clan was full of soldiers, and the air was full of tension.

But the good times didn't last long. Just seven days later, a warning message suddenly reached all the immortals of the Holy Spirit Realm who attacked:

A main assault team led by eighty golden immortals and followed by tens of thousands of real immortals was suddenly attacked by a mobile strike team of the Sima clan while attacking a ground-level city. Sima Yan and Shaoyuan Jinxian jointly attacked Killing 18 golden immortals almost caused the army to collapse. Now the army is trapped in a barren mountain, begging fellow Taoists for reinforcements.

All the immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm were silent, and countless orders to dispatch troops and generals spread to all parties. Meng Hu and other golden immortals ordered all the immortals to rush for reinforcements, and those who dared to resist the order would be severely punished as the crime of surrendering to the enemy.