Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 203|The return has a period

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"This magic weapon is too strong!" Qiu Yongsi shouted, "Let's go!"

The holy sword slammed into the five-color divine light one after another. With each impact, the five-color divine light consumed several points, and the moment it was about to be ruthlessly torn apart, Artest chanted the spell behind them. It was a series of Sasanian languages, as sweet as singing, resounding across the sky instantly.

Barth roared, and saw that on the altar, Artest, with disheveled hair, glowed with white light and was covered in leather armor. His brown curly hair turned into gilt gold, and the Zoroastrian sculpture behind it shattered and turned into powder. , And then, a tall figure rose from the ground.

There was a shocking cry in the city of Daluos. In the dark world, the holy sword revolved high in the sky, and then converged to the center. Hongjun withdrew the five-color divine light, staggering back with Li Jinglong and Qiu Yongsi.

On the ground, Zoroaster's figure was silhouetted, Artest finished chanting the mantra, and whispered: "Brothers, thank you."

Immediately afterwards, Artai raised his right hand and pressed it on the altar. The sacred fire reignited and rose into the air, turning into a pillar of fire!

Everyone exclaimed!

Artest raised his eyes and stared at the sky. At this moment, his glazed eyes became shallow, and six wings entwined with flames spread out from behind. Suddenly, Zoroastrian was standing tall behind Artest. In the next moment, a huge shadow appeared behind Bath...

The angels whirled, the sky was bright, and they gathered into skyfire meteorites and fell towards the earth. In the meteorite rain, Bath held the scriptures in his hand, and the summoned deity flew in a white robe, divine light looming, and stretched out his right hand , Grabbed the huge holy sword in the sky, and took the scripture with his left hand. Said something in the air.

Zoroastrian also responded in a deep voice.

Hong Jun: "..."

For a while, everyone forgot to fight, and looked up at the sky in disbelief. This is no longer the confrontation between Bath and Artest, but the battlefield where the two major sects and two prophets are manifested! The sound of the sky rang, and no one on the earth could understand the words of God. I saw the divine light in the sky, cut down with a sword, Zoroastrian bowed, turned his left palm, and closed his right palm. , The flame burst out loudly.

Bath takes out the sword, Artest flips the palm to take it!

The prophet manifested his holy, and the moment of shock, a hurricane was rolled on the ground, and the shock wave swept away. The murals on the back of the altar disintegrated instantly, shooting like a meteor, the bricks were all lifted off, and the shock wave swept away almost at The 200,000 people wiping the ground passed over, destroying Danluosi into ruins!

"Now!" Li Jinglong shouted, "Cover Hongjun!"

In the next moment, Li Jinglong and Qiu Yongsi each gave spells, and Hongjun knew that he wanted to take the Big Sun Golden Wheel. This was the only chance.

Qiu Yongsi shouted: "Can't go up! Their fighting force is too strong!"

Even when facing An Lu Mountain, there is no power and horror of the current divine power conflict. The concentrated eruption, which is the center of the shock wave, is almost impossible to approach.

Seeing that the Big Sun Golden Wheel is readily available, how can everyone be willing to give up here?

Yu Zhou stepped back and looked at the sky, then turned to look at Hongjun.

"Do you have a way?" Hong Jun shouted towards Yuzhou.

"Yes...but..." Yu Zhou frowned.

"Stop it! Hurry up!" Hongjun shouted.

Yuzhou looked back at Li Jinglong again, Li Jinglong seemed to feel something, and shouted: "Yuzhou! Thank you!"

Yu Zhou finally turned his heart, grabbed Hongjun with a hand, dragged him to the sky, rushing to the place where the holy sword collided with the divine fire, Hongjun only felt a flash of light in front of him, as if there was a huge in front of him The dragon body passed by.

Qiu Yongsi and Li Jinglong were stunned, and even forgot to release the spell.

Qiu Yongsi: "This..."

There was a loud noise, the spell collided with the center, and the silver scales were shining brightly, and a fish body nearly three feet long was shot out from the air mass. Hong Jun suddenly found himself riding on the fish's back, just so fiercely. The ground crashed into the spell air mass!

The next moment, Yu Zhou said something in the dazzling light, but it was already covered by the explosion. Then Hongjun was sent to Bath.

Bath opened his eyes wide, Hongjun had already lifted the knife and dropped it, Mo Dao shot, and swiped between his arms, cutting off the entire upper arm of his right arm. Bath roared wildly, blood spurted in the air, the big day golden wheel came out and fell to the ground, and then Hongjun turned sideways in the air and quickly caught the golden wheel, Bath immediately grasped the right hand firmly with his left hand. However, the holy sword lost control, the gods disappeared, and the holy flames on the earth exploded into a tsunami-like wall of fire, rolling back and blasting Bath out.

Just as Hongjun held the big sun golden wheel, he rolled in front of him without guarding against the holy flame. Yuzhou had recovered his body, flashed in front of Hongjun, hugged him and flew to the altar.

As soon as the sacred fire was collected, Zoroastrian did not disappear. Artest was dressed in armor and full of flames, just like the flame light **** in this long night, the dark clouds gradually receded, and once again shined by the power of the **** hurricane. Daluos.

Artest spoke, and said a word in Sassanid, but the voice seemed to come from the prophet Zoroaster behind him. The holy city was silent, full of people kneeling. At the next moment, Artest said again. When Hongjun landed, he exchanged eyes with Li Jinglong, and both eyes were full of shock.

Many ambush soldiers, dressed in blood, stood out from the crowd, and under the altar, their hands were soaring like flames and held them in front of their chests.

Next, Artest uttered the third sentence, and there was a commotion among the two hundred thousand people.

"What did he say?" Hongjun muttered.

The next moment, Zoroastrian disappeared, the sacred fire on the altar suddenly went out, the embers rose, and Artest's fingers flashed, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.

"Hurry up." Qiu Yongsi said decisively, "I got what I deserve! Take advantage of it now!"

Li Jinglong immediately led everyone to break through, but the so-called "breakthrough" was unnecessary. Taluosi is so big, who else dares to stop them? Lashan prepared the horses and let everyone get on their horses quickly, followed by a lot of black guards behind them, and everyone rode their horses. In this short silence, they galloped away from the city of Daluos.

It's raining.

Hongjun raised his head and looked to the sky. The rain in the valley was as big as soybeans, and the sky was covered when it came down. In less than a while, water flowed across the ground.

"Where are you going now?" Hongjun looked back.

"Meeting place!" Qiu Yongsi said, "It's almost here!"

Hongjun and Li Jinglong looked at each other, and Li Jinglong gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he was doing well.

La Shan and others dragged a car and followed behind. Artest was lying on the car, and the rain fell, washing his skinny body, while the injured Qiu Yongsi took care of Artest with the car, just in case Unforeseen again.

The meeting point is a dry river bed. After it started to rain, water has gradually accumulated here. When I arrived, a **** battle had just ended. Amman was **** with his hands and feet and placed in the middle of the river bed. The rain washed away The blood on the corpses all over the floor.

Asnachon stood in front of Amman with a machete in his hand, clinging to his body in black. Guarding behind him, the soldiers wearing the black food army took off their black outer robes one after another, revealing the orange-red inside, half-covering the Zoroastrian Guards robe.

There are still more than a hundred guards following Ashnajon, scattered throughout the river valley at this moment, watching Asnajon execute his torture in Amman quietly. When Li Jinglong and the others arrived, they were not close, standing far away in the valley, drenched all over, looking at the middle of the valley.

Rashan took off the car cover and dragged the car to the river valley with a group of Zoroastrian guards. They took off their black outer robes and revealed their inner attire.

The soldiers clung to their bodies after getting wet in their martial arts robes, revealing the muscle outlines of **** bodies, with blood everywhere. Artest was still in a coma in the car, with a big day gold wheel on his chest and a ring on his hand. Ashnajon raised the knife and shouted.

The guards wiped off the rain on their faces with their hands, shouted in grief and anger, and placed their hands in front of their chests and knelt on one knee.

As Najun glanced at Amman, Amman raised his head and looked at him quietly.

Li Jinglong stood on the river valley, stretched out his hand, squeezed Hongjun's hand, and then separated his five fingers with his fingers and clasped them. The two looked at each other, and Hong Jun leaned against Li Jinglong.

As Najun said something in tears, the guards shouted in unison, apparently executing Amman. Morigen put his arm around Lu Xu's waist, watching all this, and no one said anything.

The rainstorm was overwhelming the sky, and suddenly a flash of lightning fell from the top of the sky. Hongjun couldn't help but exclaimed. It was not so much lightning, but rather a huge pillar of fire that fell from the sky, burning Amman into coke in a flash. But Amman remained kneeling, staying motionless in the valley.

Asnachon put away his saber, and the few remaining Sasanian troops got up and gathered at him. Ashnaqiong approached the car, led the rest of the Sassanid army to kneel in front of the car, and made allegiance to the unconscious Artest. Then he came over to inform him that he could leave, and Li Jinglong gave an order to assemble and set off.

No one said anything along the way, and it seemed to be very heavy for a while. Even Li Jinglong had never expected that Artest's journey to the country would end in this way. And this means that success or failure cannot be evaluated. The rain was getting worse and worse. When they arrived at Bazin City, the exorcists were exhausted. As Naqiong proposed to go to the temple to stay temporarily. Li Jinglong agreed. Everyone went along the mountain road and stayed in the abandoned temple. Take a break.

"Okay." Li Jinglong sat in the middle of the temple and said to his subordinates, "Everyone has worked hard."

He felt that he had to boost his morale, after all, it was really hard to walk this way. Then, he showed the big day golden wheel to everyone, and said seriously: "We got another one. Artest and Joan are also safe and sound, and we have met so many new friends. This is a bright and upright victory. Take a good rest. After returning to Yuzhou, the New Year is almost coming, let's celebrate it!"

According to the practice of the Exorcist Division, after every hard fight, there will be a simple celebration banquet. Although this trip to Daluos has been on the go, everyone is tired, but they Since Chang'an, all members have participated in the real sense and won a battle. The exorcists all laughed and went to find a place to rest.

The caravan sent fresh water, bought a few sheep from the locals and killed them and then handed them to the Zoroastrian guards. Bazin is far from the center of Baghdad in Islamabad, and the radiation power is not as high as there are still many Zoroastrians in the area. Cultists, after hearing that Zoroastrian was manifested in Tarros, came to worship in the rain and paid tribute to them.

The Drought Man was locked under the temple, where Ashinaqiong was previously detained. When Hongjun inspected the rope tied to the demon, the Drought Man who was in a sack suddenly heard a sound.

"Release me." Hanyan said, "Little Peacock, otherwise you will regret it."

Hongjun stopped and looked at the sack.

"Go to sleep." Hongjun said, "There is no trouble or pain in my sleep."

"I never really fall asleep." Hanyan said in a deep voice, "Do you know what your human lover wants to do?"

Hongjun frowned.

Han Yan said: "Yuan Kun is calculating you, so why don't humans want to calculate Yuan Kun? The twists and turns in this, he has known for a long time, if I guessed right, presumably the exorcists would start to get rid of Qing Xiong."

Hongjun replied: "I won't let him do this."

Dry Yan gave out a weird smile, and finally said: "Are you a human or a demon? Think about it."

"I am nothing." Hongjun replied, "I am just myself. I am neither inclined to people nor to demons."

"So what?" Drought Yan said meaningfully, "Which side will you help? Now it seems that you are still helping your human lover."

Hongjun did not speak any more and left the underground secret room.

Li Jinglong and the others had a full meal after resting in the temple. Artest was still in a coma. As Naqiong followed several Zoroastrian guards in orange and red warriors. He recovered his identity for a while. The momentum of a general.

"This **** beats me to death."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the dastardly Ashnaqiong seemed to show his true form again. Li Jinglong gave him a little wine, and the two of them looked at the wine in the silver wine glass and were silent.

"All right?" Li Jinglong said.

Ashna Joan shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said, "What are you planning?"

When Li Jinglong heard this, he vaguely guessed Ashinaqiong's plan to part ways, and said: "Go back to the Central Plains and look for the last artifact. How about you?"

"Hongjun doesn't look great," Ashnajon said.

"I will solve it." Li Jinglong said, "You can rest assured."

Ashi Naqiong said again: "Artest will follow you. It is not appropriate or appropriate now."

"Where do you want to go?" Li Jinglong has understood the meaning of Ashinaqiong's words-"inappropriate" means that Artest is weak, and he has recovered the Great Day Golden Wheel. The Exorcist still needs him. And "inappropriate" is what Ashnajon intends to do next, it is best not to let Artest go with him.

"Migration." Ashnajon drew a topographic map of Asia Minor on the ground with a machete and explained, "There are still many of us in the outskirts of Daluos, Bazin, Holmz, and even the Persian Gulf. People."

"Where is the destination?" Li Jinglong asked.

"Diwu." Ashnaqiong said, "The place where the Pantheon was first established in the legend, the end of the world. Your wife is right, she must live her own life."

"Indian West." Li Jinglong remembered that Master Xuanzang mentioned in the "Story of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" that the rich land was once called "Body Poison" and then called "Tianzhu", now named India . It is the birthplace of the Buddha.

As Najun nodded, the two fell silent.

"You will come back." Li Jinglong said, "Promise me, next time I come back, I will bring your children with you. No matter who it is, I will wait."

Ashi Naqiong smiled and said: "Of course you will come back if you don't have any children. After all, your majesty, queen, and little prince are in your hands, how can you not come back?"

"Then, it's settled." Li Jinglong raised his hand, Ashnaqiong gave him a high-five, and stood up again.

Li Jinglong: "Is this going?"

Ashna Joong: "I have to come back anyway, without saying goodbye."

He turned and walked out of the door, obviously already thinking about it. He didn't wait for Artest to wake up, let alone say goodbye to his companions. His figure appeared a lot thinner in the wind and rain. During the execution of Amman, Li Jinglong seemed to see another An Ashna Joan.

When leaving, Ash Naqiong turned his head, glanced at Li Jinglong, and stopped talking.

"Hongjun..." Ashinaqiong said.

Li Jinglong: "I will."

"Take care of those two little brothers for me." As Naqiong said suddenly, his eyes seemed to be extremely gentle, and Li Jinglong just nodded. Ashnajon said no more, turned and left.

It was the evening when the rain stopped. Ashnajon changed into an orange-red samurai robe, and led all of his men away from the sacred mountain by the Aral Sea. The light shone under the sacred mountain, and hundreds of Zoroastrian guards winded to the south of Bazin like a pulsating flame.

Li Jinglong watched Ashinaqiong leave.

"I always think he likes Hongjun, or Lu Xu." Morigen's voice sounded as he sat high on the wall. Li Jinglong pressed the fence of the platform outside the temple with both hands, and said in deep thought, "He has a lot of things hidden in his heart."

"Which one do you think he likes?" Morigen said.

Ashi Naqiong and Qiu Yongsi are different. Qiu Yongsi treats Hongjun and Lu Xu as real brothers, even if they make jokes, they are not ambiguous. When Ashinaqiong often makes fun with Lu Xu and Hongjun, he always likes to watch How could Li Jinglong and Morigen fail to see the affection in their eyes?

"I think he likes both." Li Jinglong said, "I like Hongjun's clarity and Xiao Lu's calmness, but unfortunately, the fate is not his."

Mo Rigen shook his head, his expression was very complicated, and he didn't know whether it was fortunate or tasteful.