The sound of Peking opera that seems from another world is still ringing in my ears.
A north wind blew in front of Li Mo's eyes, making the dark enemy formation look like a lake with ripples, which were the bizarre and ferocious gods of various witch spirit totems.
How do you sing the following part?
His memory was blurry and he didn't have time to think about it anymore.
bump--
He took the lead and rushed into the enemy's formation. The power of the sixty-sided military formation made him like a god. The star pestle stirred up a strong wind, which instantly shattered dozens of soldiers with totem power on them, turning them into blood rain. Finally, it was blocked by the totem of an evil turtle witch spirit.
The red mist was splashing, and it seemed to still carry the warmth that had not yet dissipated.
He was like a sharp spearhead, piercing fiercely into this encirclement of flesh and blood and soldiers, and rushed towards the target.
The sounds of armor shattering, flesh disappearing, and the roar of totemic witch spirits mixed together.
"Revenge for the young patriarch!"
The vine shields parted, and a figure two men tall rushed out from them. He was wearing heavy armor, and hard shells had grown on the exposed parts of his body. The evil turtle totem flashed behind him.
He is equivalent to an inner scene warrior, but he does not have his own inner scene. His everything has been dedicated to the witch spirit, and the witch spirit is his inner scene.
He swung the long-handled golden hammer and smashed it down with the roar of the evil turtle.
clang--
The sound of metal exploding was like an earthquake.
The golden hammer exploded after being hit forty times, and the fragments pierced dozens of sets of rattan armor, and its owner suffered the same fate as Helian Wu.
Even the evil turtle witch spirit image began to flash fiercely.
The War Colossus doesn't move very fast.
But at this moment, there were four different statues blocking in front of him, and it was not realistic to go around them.
"roar--"
One was a standing human-faced snake, one was a Huo Dou, one was Zhu Yan, and the other was the black water evil turtle. They each amplified the warriors of their respective tribes, and at the same time, they mechanically moved their bodies and crushed down towards this group of people.
It was like the collapse of hills on all sides.
Their target was not only Li Mo, but also the Qingmu Iron Cavalry who followed him into the battle.
As long as the number of cavalrymen is reduced, the power of the military formation bestowed on him will naturally weaken. By then, not to mention that he is just observing the gods, even if he is outside, he will be surrounded and killed by the army.
"Set the mountains!"
Li Mo sat on the Cloud Horse, and smoke came out of its four hooves, making the already slow-moving evil turtle statue even slower. The Cloud Horse then rushed straight up along the turtle foot that was like a pillar of heaven.
With one blow of the hammer, the tremendous force driven by the power of the army formation caused spider-web cracks to appear on the hard bronze in an instant, and a huge wave of air exploded from it.
This bronze statue, which has been passed down for thousands of years, utters a wail as it cannot bear the weight, and is like a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade being toppled.
The shattered power of all living beings transformed into black ghosts and rushed out along the air waves.
"The spirit of Turtle Master is broken?!"
In front of the palace, the Master of the Hall of Beasts folded his arms, his pupils trembling.
Even if it is a strong outsider, it would not be easy to defeat a giant witch elephant.
This kid actually completely absorbed the power of the military formation of thousands of cavalrymen?
“That’s not all.”
Han Zhen's blood-marked arm continued to absorb the blood from both sides.
The strength of the Qingmu Iron Cavalry's formation alone, coupled with the enhancement of the Killing Heavenly Sound, would not be enough to achieve this.
That kid has a secret that is no less important than that of his ancestors!
"What on earth does he want to do?"
The eyes of the witch spirit from the Dafeng tribe flickered.
As long as the witch statues exist and there is enough power from all living beings, they can live forever, but if no one believes in them anymore, they will disappear.
There was hope that the evil water turtle would revive, but now that its witch spirit statue has been broken, if the state teacher does not reshape it, there is a possibility that it will never appear in the world again.
Likewise, if it was their witch spirit statue, it would also be hit by that boy...
"It's me."
Han Zhen's face was gloomy, but suddenly he laughed out loud, his blood boiling:
"He, a person in the God-viewing realm, wants to be among the thousands of troops..."
“Kill me!!?”
The incarnations of disaster beasts changed their expressions.
Han Zhenruo died.
Who will gather the destiny of the Shang Dynasty? Who will repair the bronze sacred tree?
Many of them were awakened by Han Zhen.
His eyes reflected the smoke of war that stood in the black tide, getting closer and closer, and could not be extinguished.
"Take that kid's head back and present it to the Imperial Master as a drink!"
The hideous figures all disappeared into the temple.
"Turtle God!"
The warriors of the Helian tribe all had bloodshot eyes, and they swarmed forward even more fearlessly.
And the other three war colossi...
The scorching heat burned Li Mo's armor red, and black ghosts transformed from the power of all living beings kept entangled him, but were evaporated by the fighting spirit and the strength of the army, and let out a shrill wail.
But he was ultimately held back by the quagmire-like power of all living beings. This kind of method was totally beyond the capability of a warrior, and he had never thought of it before.
He couldn't let the Aoki cavalry who were charging with him retreat now.
For the charging cavalry, only death and breaking up the enemy formation can stop them.
On the city wall.
"Rong Yuan Army prepares its crossbows, clear the way for the commander and Young Master Li!"
Wu Lang roared, and with his bloody hands visible to the bones, he pulled the crossbow string and forcibly pulled it open, loading the last crossbow.
"put!"
At the command, the killing weapons spewed out sharp winds.
The strong wind drilled into the witch statue, blasting out bright sparks.
This attack did not destroy any of the colossi, but it achieved the strategic goal, which was to delay the time for the colossus to fall.
And it is this short period of time.
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