Gucheng made the right bet.
In the past two years, every big move in the north has something weird and terrifying behind it.
In the Battle of Hulao Pass two years ago, the first war god in the national war returned first. If it were not for Xie Xuan and Tao Hongjing, Mu Suifeng and Wang Lang would be nothing more than local chickens and dogs in the Battle of Hulao Pass, even with the help of Jixia Academy. Even with Yuan Zhe's help, it was impossible to stop Xian Zhen's 200,000 troops from breaking through Hulao Pass.
The same goes for the recent Qilian Mountain Righteous Alliance's siege on the Demon Sect's mountain gate.
The Xuankong Temple in Guangcheng Mountain, Fufeng County was massacred with blood. Zen Master Huitong passed away. The Xuankong Temple was filled with blood overnight, but the initiator of the tragedy disappeared without a trace.
After the monks who had surrounded and suppressed the Demon Sect's gate in Xuankong Temple returned to Guangcheng Mountain, all the monks who had died suddenly came back to life!
Even though the Xuankong Temple tried its best to suppress this matter, the wind still got out.
Longhai County, Nancheng area.
The puppet master Zhou Ze was sitting on his horse and saw the densely packed dead people crawling up in the ruins. It aroused him to the point where his blood boiled, his whole body became cold, and his back straightened.
"What is that!?" Eight hundred people immediately fried the pot.
"Damn, die, dead!?" The old catcher almost sat down on the ground. He has lived for most of his life and has never heard of a dead person coming back to life!
"Run, run!"
"Oh my God..."
The eight hundred police officers who witnessed the horrific scene were all frightened to death and immediately dispersed in a rush.
Zhou Ze's face was filled with cold rain, and he suddenly pulled out the standard sword on the saddle.
The sound of the sword startled the war horse.
Originally, beasts were particularly sensitive to evil auras, but now that the dead people were rising from the ruins, the war horse under Zhou Ze's crotch had been frightened a lot. Coupled with the stimulation of the sound of the sword, the war horse directly let out a scream. Neighing, the two horse hooves suddenly lifted up and stood up.
Fortunately, Zhou Ze was good at handling horses, and he grasped the reins in time to control the horse.
The war horses were startled, and the eight hundred soldiers immediately started making a fuss and were already on the verge of fleeing.
"Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed without mercy!" Zhou Ze roared angrily and slashed out with his sword. The sword energy tore through the rain curtain and rushed out, cutting the dead man in front of the horse in half with one strike!
All eight hundred police officers were stunned.
The notoriety of General Zhenxi's isolated city is known throughout the entire Western Territory.
Zhou Ze said that anyone who dares to step back will be killed without mercy, even if they escape from here, they will definitely die.
The eight hundred police officers looked at each other with frightened expressions, and no one dared to move.
"It's just a dead person, what are you afraid of!?" Zhou Ze roared angrily, "Can you still get up after being slashed with a sword?!"
But Zhou Ze's words failed to inspire the fighting spirit of the eight hundred policemen.
At this moment, a Buddha's name sounded in the vast sky and earth.
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha's name was like a thunderclap, and the earth was shaking.
The monk in white clothes is covered with golden light, coming from outside the sky, his expression is solemn and solemn, with a faint evil aura, and his eyes are filled with murderous intent.
Behind the monk in white, followed closely by a girl in black.
The two came through the air and headed straight for the ruins of Nancheng.
Deep in the ruins of Nancheng, the deep figure raised his head slightly. Seeing the two figures, one black and one white, coming towards him, he only chuckled.
However, the strange beast next to the man noticed the two surging breaths coming towards it. It raised its ferocious head alertly, exposed its mouth full of fangs, and let out a low roar, like a thunderous whimper.
The aura of the Five Realms spread out, and Zhou Ze was startled. When he looked back, he felt a strong wind blowing above his head, and his clothes were blown up.
The golden light swept across the team of eight hundred policemen.
"what is that?"
"What a strong pressure!"
Although Zhou Ze couldn't see clearly who the two people were, he could still sense the pressure of the Five Realms. Seeing the two people rush into the depths of the ruins, he knew that these two people were not helpers brought by the lonely city, and they were probably the same. .
The puppet master made a quick decision and shouted: "Everyone listen to the order! There are two sages of the fifth realm helping us now. We are just cleaning up some trash fish. What are we afraid of?! Kill them!"
After that, he took the lead and charged towards the ruins with his sword in hand.
The eight hundred men hesitated for a moment, then the old catcher cursed angrily, drew his sword loudly, and shouted: "Brothers, dying in battle is death, running away is also death! Instead of escaping in the middle of battle and being beheaded, let you and my tribe bear the burden It is better to be reviled than to be wrapped in horse leather and die on the battlefield! Kill!!"
The old catcher rushed towards the ruins.
Eight hundred police officers were inspired by this roar.
"F*ck, kill!!"
The policemen roared angrily and drew their swords one after another.
Part of it was that the two sages really fought their way into the depths of the ruins, and the other part was that the notoriety of the lonely city really made them scared.
But no matter what, these county police officers finally chose to rush to this battlefield full of dead people!
However, the funny thing is that the ruins are so rugged, where can the war horses charge?
The puppet master Zhou Ze's horse had not run ten feet away when the horse's hooves were knocked out. The horse immediately fell to the ground and was covered in blood, unable to stand up.
Zhou Ze jumped on the horse early, but at least he was not disgraced. Looking back, he saw that the police were already following him, shouting for death. He felt relieved and rushed towards the ruins with a livid face.
The roar, the sound of wind and rain, and the sound of dead people crawling out of the ruins all merged into one.
The eight hundred policemen looked ferocious, their fear and struggle suppressed with all their might, and they rushed towards the battlefield filled with death.
Kong Chan and Yu Youwei have been waiting for a long time.
Kong Chan was arranged by Kong Chan to go to Prince Liang's Mansion early in the morning to relieve his worries.
So the moment those dead people got up in the ruins of Nancheng, they all clearly sensed that a deep figure appeared in the depths of this wasteland.
The man seemed to appear out of thin air, and neither Kong Chan nor Yu Youwei could detect his aura before the dead people got up.
But when those dead people were awakened, their auras were eventually exposed.
"There!" Yu Youwei had already caught the figure of the man in her sight.
Deep, dark, scary, and bloody.
It was as if all the evil in the world was reflected in that person.
The white-clothed monk from Xuankong Temple came through the air and saw the strange beast next to the figure at a glance.
That ferocious iron-black beast is not Taotie, one of the Four Evils, so what is it?
Kong Chan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the golden light all over his body was like the sun tearing through the darkness.
The tragic situation of the Xuankong Temple flashed through the mind of the monk in white. Zen Master Huitong died with his eyes open, and the main hall of the Xuankong Temple, where the ferocious beasts were feasting, was torn apart.
Every scene is full of blood and tears.
"Thieves, I want you to pay with your life!" Kong Chan smacked his palm towards the deep figure.
That palm came out and turned into a huge golden palm, filled with Buddha power.
The white-clothed monk's five realms of cultivation were fully activated, and the huge pressure crushed all the dead people who got up under the void he crossed into blurred bones and blood!
Yu Youwei looked solemn.
"Monks are compassionate, but you, a monk, are too murderous." The deep figure made a dry and strange voice, which sounded like a demonic sound penetrating your ears and made you feel uneasy.
Kong Chan's face was hard, he said nothing and slapped the man with his palm.
"Roar!!"
The golden light released by the monk in white made the ferocious beast very uncomfortable. Its ferocious body was in an attacking posture, and its blood-red eyes stared at the flying monk, seeming to be reminded of the dark years when it was suppressed under the Buddhist Hall of Xuankong Temple. , let out a roar.
"If you want revenge, then go ahead." The deep figure smiled.
When the ferocious beast Taotie heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer. He soared into the sky and collided directly with Kong Chan's awe-inspiring palm!
"boom!!--"
After all, it was the Four Evils. Taotie's arrogant collision actually shattered the white-clothed monk's seemingly incomparable golden palm into pieces.
Kong Chan's figure crossing the void was stopped by Taotie.
Yu Youwei has come to Kong Chan's side.
The ferocious beast Taotie stepped into the void, its blood-red beast eyes stared at Kong Chan, and without giving the white-clothed monk a chance to breathe, he pounced directly on him!
"You evil beast, I will accept you today as a poor monk!" the monk in white shouted, clasping his hands together, golden light rising from his body into the sky, turning into a solemn dharma image.
Buddhist Dharma.
appear.
Yu Youwei was forced to retreat by Kong Chan's powerful Buddha power.
A huge Buddhist dharma image appeared behind the white-robed monk. The dharma image showed no sadness or joy, with a solemn face and eight arms like molten gold behind him.
The eight hundred policemen who rushed towards the ruins, including the puppet master Zhou Ze, all raised their heads.
The golden light is brilliant, and the Dharma is like a god descending on this gloomy city.
"God!..."
The old catcher let out a sigh, and when he saw the golden miracle, his legs almost gave out and he knelt down.
The autumn wind and autumn rain are so sad!
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The county town, Prince Liang's Mansion.
The moment Yu Youwei and Kong Chan took action, two powerful sage auras broke out in Nancheng. Gucheng and Lu Jianxiong were the first to raise their heads and cast their sights to the south.
"A Buddhist?" Lu Jianxiong looked suspicious.
At the same time, on the other side of Bai Ze, under the gloomy night sky, there was a blazing golden light rising into the sky, which was dazzling.
"What a strong golden light!" Pei Guoguo exclaimed, looking puzzled as he watched the powerful golden light tearing through the darkness and the mighty Buddhist power radiating out, "Is he from the Buddhist sect?"
"It's Senior Brother!" The young monk looked nervous, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and his expression was complicated.
It's really here.
Bai Ze saw Kong Kong's expression was abnormal, and he vaguely felt that it was unusual for the two monks from Xuankong Temple to suddenly come here from Fufeng County.
But just when he was about to ask something, the fourth senior brother suddenly looked to the west and his expression changed.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Qing and Pei Guoguo also looked to the west and looked at each other, both seeing uneasiness in each other's eyes.
"What's wrong?" Bai Ze and Wang Han both felt their hearts tremble.
Su Wen was so frightened by the faces of these people that he couldn't even speak.
Just as Bai Ze finished his question, the sound of swords passed through the rain curtain and reached everyone's ears.
It was the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and it was very loud, like a sudden wave of metal amidst the sound of rain.
"Here he is after all..."
In the courtyard, Gucheng was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the continuous rainwater on the eaves of the corridor, and exhaled a breath of turbidity in his chest.
Ye Qiu has not returned yet.
Gucheng even wondered if he was dead.
But his intuition told him that that man would not be killed so easily.
The breath of death spreads from the west.
Like death's scythe.
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