Chapter 229: Martial Dao Sage
Situ Xing's words were like a sharp dagger, instantly piercing the heart of the Bi Lotus Dao man, and also tearing apart the past he was most unwilling to face, the Bi Lotus Dao man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared with some anger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Damn it!"
"You have enjoyed my sacrifices, and you will serve me!"
"Kill him!"
Looking at the exotic ghosts and gods who pounced on him like mad dogs, Situ Xing's eyes suddenly became solemn.
"Damn it!"
"Who opened the legal net and let the exotic ghosts and gods drive in?"
The Great Confucian and Martial Saints standing in the air watched the law net open, and the ghosts and gods seemed to have entered a no-man's land, falling mightily on the land of Beijun, and their complexions couldn't help but change greatly.
"Didn't he know that this would cause panic and casualties among civilians?"
A pair of huge furry hands suddenly appeared in the air, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, those big hands tore through the air, revealing a swarthy hole.
More and more ghosts and gods flew out of the black hole, like swarms of locusts.
"Close the French Open!"
Situ Lang looked at the air with a frightened face and shouted a little hysterically.
The blue lotus Taoist looked at the giant hand in the air with a pale face, and the ghost god who was still like a locust-like ghost god, some hurriedly raised the token, wanting to close the legal network.
However, just as his token was raised high above his head, a giant white bone hand suddenly fell from the sky. The Bi Lotus Daoist was shocked, he didn't care about the token, and his body regressed in embarrassment.
Situ Lang, who was physically rich, also burst out with a speed that was incomparable to ordinary people, like a huge ball of meat, which instantly catapulted backwards.
Boom!
The giant hand pressed heavily on the ground like a meteorite, and the huge force made the ground crack, and black cracks extended in all directions, and the houses that appeared above the cracks collapsed instantly like dominoes, leaving pieces of mess.
Bi Lotus Dao looked at the dark pit with palpitations, and a trace of red minced meat could be faintly seen around the pit, and several armor soldiers and slaves couldn't dodge, and were crushed into meat paste by the giant hands that fell from the sky.
"Tokens!"
Looking at the token that was crushed into pieces, the face of the Bi Lotus Dao suddenly became strange.
"Tokens!"
Situ Lang's face was also very strange, and he wanted to cry without tears and looked at the tokens that had turned into pieces and the ghosts and gods that looked like locusts.
This time, they got into big trouble.
Even if he survives, he will definitely be held accountable, thinking of the problems he may face next, Situ Lang felt that his scalp was tense, and his back was already drenched in a cold sweat.
The eyes of the people of Bi Lotus Dao kept flickering, and they looked at the direction of the exit of the gate with their eyes from time to time, obviously looking for a way out for themselves.
"Youkai!"
"Help!"
"Don't, there's a monster, help!"
A large number of wild ghosts and gods descended on the northern county, some ghosts and gods rushed to the altar to enjoy the sacrifices, some ghosts devoured the injured armor soldiers, and some ghosts and gods even rushed into the houses to wreak havoc.
Countless people fled in fear. The cries of terror spread throughout half of the northern county, and the soldiers patrolling the streets also noticed the chaos here.
Under the leadership of the team, he drew his blade and surrounded him.
The spirits were not afraid, and threw themselves at the soldiers with a smirk, as if they were the blood food on the altar.
A ghost god that looked a bit like a wolf suddenly jumped up, and a armorer couldn't dodge and was crushed under him. The soldier still wanted to resist, clenching his fists with both hands, but before he could swing it. The fangs of the demon god, which were as sharp as daggers, pierced his throat in an instant, and the hot blood instantly stained the earth red.
Oh!
The ghost greedily sucked the hot blood, and from time to time let out an excited roar.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
After the soldiers panicked, they instantly calmed down and formed a formation under the unified command of the team. Groups of several or five or six people cooperate with each other.
Although the ghosts and gods are powerful, they can't take advantage of them for a while in front of the soldiers who cooperate properly and are like a giant net.
That is, the border army that has seen blood and has been tempered by the fires of war, if it is a soldier in the hinterland, there is absolutely no such reaction.
"With a bow and arrow!"
The team was watching the formation spread out and shouted loudly.
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
One by one, the soldiers armed with crossbow arrows answered loudly.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
The swarthy horn was blown, and Beijun seemed to be a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and a group of armored soldiers rushed out of the barracks under the leadership of the team.
Situ Lang looked at Bi Lotus with a somewhat ugly face, he didn't expect that the movement of the sacrifice would be so big.
The face of the Bi Lotus Daoist was pale, and there was a faint retreat in his eyes.
Wearing a high-crowned Bo suit, the great Confucian with a rising spirit on his body looked at the exotic ghosts and gods in the sky, and sang in a clear voice:
"Every time I say that the heavenly soldiers go out to defend the frontier, I suddenly hear that the enemy is committing Suiyang.
The people of the county were burned to suffer, and the blood stained the Jianghuai ghosts.
Loyalty to the king's grace is immortal, and filial piety is unforgettable.
The emperor and queen of heaven should know it, and the heroic soul of the day is shining with sword light. ”
I saw one after another rising up one after another, one inch, two inches, three inches, four inches!
Seeing that the literary tone was about to stop at four inches, Da Confucian's face changed slightly, and without any hesitation, he intercepted a literary movement from his body, and with the help of this literary movement, the literary atmosphere exuded by the poem was five inches high.
Although it is a bit tricky, the tone of writing does meet the standard of five-inch Mingzhou poems.
The bell hanging in the tribute courtyard was suddenly struck, as if the spirit of the Optimus Jade Pillar was soaring into the sky.
One by one, the heroic souls holding swords and wearing armor appeared in the literary atmosphere.
"Kill!"
Under the leadership of the generals, the heroic souls flocked to the exotic ghosts and gods like a tide.
The exotic ghosts and gods also discovered the heroic souls transformed by the literary spirit, and the two sides collided together like a trend.
A giant carrying a tree, like a small mountain, rotated, and the thick tree was like a huge optimus jade pillar under the action of huge centrifugal force, and it was like a thousand iron rods.
Boom!
Dozens of Heroic Spirits were swept away by the trees, and they were instantly knocked away, turning into white clouds of Wen Qi in the air.
More than a dozen heroic spirits rushed in front of the giant, and in the eyes of the giant, the sword in their hand, which looked like a toy, was surprisingly sharp, leaving wounds on the giant's skin, and black blood surged out in an instant.
Moo!
Moo!
Moo!
The body was tall, as strong as a mountain, and his spirit was rising, and the mouth of the martial saint was wide open like wolf smoke, like a huge whirlpool, and a large ball of air was sucked into his lungs, and even the clouds in the air were torn off.
His chest bulged high, and it wasn't until the air could no longer be compressed that he made a sound that sounded like thunder.
Moo!
Moo!
Moo!
It's a simple syllable, but one after another, like a high-pitched symphony, and like a three-fold wave on the Yangtze River. The sound waves visible to the naked eye are like ripples on the surface of the water.
There is an indescribable momentum!