Chapter 218: Bloody Pestle Poems
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Chu Xin Yaoyun's temples are high, a plum blossom wooden hairpin is inserted obliquely, the front of the bun is decorated with a jade hosta and swaying, hanging down a string of pearl tassels, the face is like clotted fat, and the skin is better than snow.
She paced back and forth on the city, the emerald pearl on her waist jingled, her skirt fluttered, and the fragrance was bursting.
Jing Younan took two steps, stood side by side with her, looked into the distance, raised his eyebrows and said, "The situation is not optimistic, the guy who cultivates the Skull Sea on the other side is not low. ”
"Hmm,"
Chu Xinyao nodded, and her jade face was cold.
Her third sister Chu Shuyun led the team to charge, and the beginning was very good, it can be described as like chopping melons and vegetables, I don't know how many skeletons were dismantled into bone shelves by their team of more than 30 people, scattered all over the ground.
But soon, the situation was reversed.
Because the sea of skulls on the opposite side was like an endless killing, the charge of Chu Shuyun and his party was not only useless, but it was like falling into the mouth of a tiger and being surrounded by people, and the shape was precarious.
Jing Younan put his hands behind his back and said, "There should be two Skeleton Seas cultivated by the cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect, and their cultivation is likely to be above the second level of foundation building, so that they can be full of true qi and form such an impacting power. ”
"Not bad,"
Chu Xin Yaoyun stretched out her sleeves, her thin teeth like braided shells clenched her red lips, and she spat out a voice from between her teeth, "I can't help it." ”
After a pause, she turned around and said, "Peng Yifei, Han Jiang." ”
"In,"
The two of them came out in response, their expressions were firm, they were the leaders of the younger generation in White Emperor City, and they were much better than the others.
Chu Xinyao's eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "You each take fifty people, fill them in, only enter, not retreat." ”
The two clasped their fists and saluted, and their fighting spirit was high.
Bumping their fists with each other, Peng Yifei and Han Kuan each picked out the fifty familiar sons of the city, pulled up the banner, smelled the bloody breath wafting in the air, and raised their heads to the sky and roared, strong and fierce.
When this hundred new forces joined the battle group, it was immediately different.
You must know that among these hundred people, there are more than a dozen people just above the foundation, and they may not have the experience of fighting, but they are extremely skilled when they gather together and release the Dao tricks in a big way, and they quickly clear a large area of open space and receive Chu Shuyun and his party.
"Not bad,"
Jing Younan nodded, the Sea of Skeletons didn't last long.
In the black clouds, the wind howls and the turbid waves are emptied.
The two disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect sat cross-legged, their true qi above their heads was like a pillar, communicating with the heavens, as if opening a portal, and thousands of troops and horses were galloping inside, and the momentum was violent.
Looking closely, the two children are both red-faced and red-eyebrowed, and their appearance is nine points similar, and they are clearly twins.
After a while, the two of them opened their eyes and saw that the skeletal corps they had finally summoned was turned on their backs, and they couldn't help but say angrily, "Senior Brother Zhou, let's take action in person and give this group of little cubs who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth to take a good look." ”
Zhou Wen slowly retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "The two junior brothers' Skeleton Sea has made a great contribution, wait for another two quarters of an hour, and when they lose their sharpness, you will rush out again and annihilate them in one fell swoop." ”
Finally, after waiting for two quarters of an hour, the twins of the Imperial Ghost Sect beckoned to a group of fellow disciples, screamed strangely, wrapped a black banner that was as rich as a demon, and rushed out.
"Truly, truly, ly, ly, ly,
The ghost screamed loudly, and the black banner fell down, and the three or five disciples of the White Emperor City who couldn't dodge suddenly screamed miserably and turned into craggy white bones.
"Thieves are rampant,"
Peng Yifei's eyes turned red, you must know that the one who died just now was his own brother, and when he saw his death, the blood in his body was almost boiling.
With a roar, Peng Yifei's Danhai True Qi surged, and with a mouth, a brilliant sword qi came out, from top to bottom, and the edge was exposed.
The twin disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect joined forces to stir up the Great Banner Magic Weapon, and after devouring the essence blood of the dead monk, their faces were full of red light, and they were very excited, and the boss laughed and said, "It is still the essence blood of the monk that is delicious, and ordinary mortals can't compare to thousands of them." ”
The second brother echoed, "What the eldest brother said is right, let's drink blood today, hey, this kid doesn't know whether he lives or dies, I'll meet him." ”
He saw that Peng Yifei was the leader, so he had the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and as soon as his body turned, a black wind arose, dodged the sword light, and rushed towards Peng Yifei to kill.
The eldest has full confidence in the second child, and he doesn't care about him, the big flag in his hand shakes, blocking Han Jiang's way, and sneering, "Boy, grandpa is here, dead." ”
"The devil thief, everyone gets and is punished. ”
Han Jiang gritted his teeth, pointed with his hand, and sacrificed a jade box magic weapon, and with a snap, the lid of the box opened, and endless suction came out, sucking all the skeletons around him into the box.
Immediately afterwards, the jade box turned, facing the red-eyed youth, and the treasure light flickered.
The boss saw that the other party's magic weapon was extraordinary, but he was not afraid, and the faces of thousands of ghosts and people who had been practicing for several years in his hands were raised, and one by one they were either hideous, or resentful, or helpless, or sad and faceless, with different postures and resentment.
This is the result of his slaughter of tens of thousands of mortal blood sacrifices, and then he used the spirit of more than a dozen foundation building monks as the main soul, driven at will, there is a strong resentment entangled, and the most can defile the treasure light of the Xuanmen magic weapon.
On the city wall, Chu Xinyao's aura gathered in his eyes, carefully looking at the shape of the field, and his heart sank.
Sure enough, as she thought, although the disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect were obviously fewer than the people in White Emperor City in terms of number, their cultivation was not weak, and what was even more powerful was that the Demon Dao thieves had rich experience in fighting methods, and all kinds of vicious Dao techniques emerged in endlessly, and in a short period of time, more than 20 disciples of White Emperor City died.
If it goes on like this, it won't be long before the hundred and ten disciples who fought in White Emperor City will have to be cleaned up by the disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect, and the gap between the two sides is really a bit big.
At this time, Han Xiaoyi turned out from behind.
Today, he is wearing a moonless Dao crown, wearing a Yunyang magic robe, hanging an evil jade pendant on his waist, and a five-ring magic weapon hovering behind him, and the treasure is shining.
Looking at the shape in the eye field, Han Xiaoyi said categorically, "Let me lead the rest of the people up, it's too late, it's not good." ”
Chu Xinyao's eyebrows curled, a little hesitant, these people are the last remaining strength, if they are thrown in, they will not have any mobile power, they can only fight to the end.
Jing Younan pressed his hands on the battlements, his eyes were heavy, and he interjected, "Han Daoyou will bring someone up to help, it's time to fight the winner." ”
Han Xiaoyi nodded, did not speak, and looked at Chu Xinyao.
Not to mention that Chu Xinyao is the leader unanimously elected by the heads of the family, just because she is the true disciple of the Taixiao Seven True Sect, it is enough to ⊥ Han Xiaoyi Ma is Zhan, she is the speaker of the White Emperor City.
Chu Xinyao walked around the city a few times, stomped her foot suddenly, made a decision, and said, "Han Daoyou, you have to be more careful." ”
"Okay,"
After Han Xiaoyi saluted, Yun Sleeve flicked and walked out of the city.
The remaining hundreds of White Emperor City monks were silent, following behind them without saying a word, faintly with a sense of tragedy and generosity to die.