"Why are you going to Baizuyuan? I can't understand what Master is doing!"
The night was dark, and the densely packed silver-armored soldiers "difficultly" moved the twenty formation stakes, crossed the range of the small formation light curtain, and began to move in the direction of Baizuyuan.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang used the true energy and demonic energy to transport the dead bones of the warriors who lived thousands of years ago after spreading the well water and offering sacrifices to the spirits.
"It doesn't have to be too far, just twenty feet."
"Spreading beans and making soldiers" always uses Xin Zhuo's true energy. He seemed to be struggling and said, "Do you know the effect in your heart?"
Xiao Huang shook his head: "What?"
Xin Zhuo said: "Everything in this world has rules, but rules cannot compare with the changes in people's hearts. The other small formations have been broken, and the Jiusihai formation is still there. It's a big deal. Let's set it up like a nail house." It's pretty disgusting for foreigners here.
Although we had previously guessed that we would be besieged by foreign races from all directions, we were not 100% sure. It still depends on whether the ten races on the other side are able to call for help. If they just confront us, it will be boring to waste time.
Therefore, we make a gesture of counterattack against the alien race. Even if we advance ten feet or twenty feet and express an attitude, it will be enough for them to worry.
When they are in a hurry, they will naturally ask for help from other alien races, so we are more likely to be besieged.
This is so heartwarming! "
"Ah this..."
Xiao Huang felt that his mind was a little messy. He really wanted to be besieged by the aliens, but he couldn't hold back the flattery and blurted out: "The master is extremely wise and talented, but you are not afraid that... a great sage or a holy king has come!"
Xin Zhuo paused for a moment: "Do you still remember the hexagram of Gou Xian's grandson?"
Xiao Huang said: "There is no danger, there are too many roads?"
Xin Zhuo narrowed his eyes: "I have always believed in this old boy and thought he was reliable! Of course, the danger is not necessarily without it, but even if a great sage comes, I am sure of survival. In short, I am here, the king of heaven is coming I won’t leave even if you die, I will shed my blood for the human race.”
Xiao Huang was about to cry: "Master... you are righteous!"
Xin Zhuo made a flying kick.
Xiao Huang smiled strangely and ran quickly carrying the dead bones.
One person and one dog, "spreading beans and forming soldiers" are busy non-stop.
Until dawn, twenty feet away from the small formation, twenty small formations were arranged. The surroundings were filled with mountains of golden bones, which looked shocking.
One person and one dog looked at each other with hands and hooves behind their backs with a sense of accomplishment, but Xin Zhuo felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a rectangular stone flew over, and he engraved it with his finger:
"The sacred bones of the sages who died thousands of years ago to resist the alien race!"
Signing: "The younger generation will not learn from Xin Zhuoli, and do not want the elders to be the only ones who are beautiful first. I will defend this formation alone and never retreat!"
Then he grabbed Xiao Huang's hoof, and in Xiao Huang's confused eyes, he cut its claws and dyed the writing on the stone tablet red with dog blood.
He got another piece of rag, continued to use Xiao Huang's claws to draw a big "flag" with the word "human" in blood, and put it up with a long piece of wood.
Take a few steps back, look again, and voila, the force is revealed!
Xiao Huang followed limpingly, the dog's face full of resentment.
The morning light appeared in the eastern sky, illuminating the earth with a golden color. In the golden sunshine, there was suddenly a rapid sound of wheels in the direction of "Linqiu City" in the north.
There were seven carriages, with dozens of gray-haired old men and women sitting on them. The convoy hurried over under the leadership of a little girl.
Dozens of miles behind the seven carriages, a black line came towards them with billowing black clouds and a terrifying aura of violence. Although it was extremely far apart, it gave people a great pressure.
"It's not the aliens from Baizuyuan. The aliens from other small formations have indeed surrounded us, faster than we thought!"
Xiao Huang was surprised.
Xin Zhuo looked to the south and saw a black line deep in the Baizu Abyss, pressing up heavily.
"Boom boom boom..."
The sound of heavy footsteps and the dull sound of drums and horns soared into the sky.
Very good, the aliens from Baizuyuan have also arrived.
The previous worries were all unnecessary. The alien races from all directions were really attacking, more thorough, more numerous, and more crazy than imagined.
“Creak…”
"master……"
"Goudan" came quickly with seven carriages and a group of frightened and pale old people in the carriages. She went back to the city yesterday to look for food, and she noticed something abnormal before midnight today. Since practicing cultivation, her young age , but has a strong sense of danger.
As a result, they had just persuaded the old people to come and seek refuge with the master, but when they were halfway there, aliens came to kill them from the opposite direction.
It's okay not to shout. With this shout, a thousand people from the foreign race in the direction of Linqiu City suddenly flew out, galloped for thirty miles, landed on the ground, and set up their bows to shoot arrows.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The dense arrows, carrying the unique infuriating light of the alien race and the shadow of the "god of death", went straight towards the seven carriages.
"master!"
"Goudan" exclaimed.
Xin Zhuo frowned. He thought he could kill a lot, but there were so many sluggards here. It was really...
Now that he is here, he naturally wants to protect him. With a wave of his hand, the Nine Colors True Qi roars, and the densely shot arrows are shaken by the Nine Colors True Qi. They suddenly turn around and return to the original road, stronger and more violent than before, even bringing the arrows with them. Feeling the anxiety in the air.
The thousands of foreigners who were shooting arrows were startled at first, then turned and ran away.
That's too late!
"Puff puff puff puff..."
"Ahhhhh..."
The arrows penetrated the flesh, screams continued, and the ground shook with the arrows and the alien nails. Only less than a hundred of the more than a thousand people escaped, and the rest all died miserably!
The overwhelming foreign race in the direction of Linqiu City suddenly became restless and chaotic.
“Creak…”
Seven carriages finally arrived. A group of elderly people staggered out of the carriages and knelt down unsteadily: "Saint!"
Everyone was scared to death.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand: "No need to be polite, Xiao Huang will take them to the center of the formation!"
"Xiao Huang" now has Yuanji cultivation, but he is faced with an unknown number of quasi-sages and saints. There is really nothing he can do, so he has to go there with Goudan and seven carriages, and the seven carriages form a circle. , a group of people hiding in the middle.
Xin Zhuo leaned against the stone tablet, glanced at the aliens on both sides, stretched out his hand, and the gilded halberd flashed out. The handle of the halberd was placed on the ground, and the ground shook loudly.
Facing the endless alien races from both directions, to be honest, the pressure is actually less than before. Before, I had to concentrate on protecting the formation that stretched for four hundred miles. Now, after moving all the broken small formations, the withered bones are behind me, as long as If you guard this pile, you can sacrifice the spirit and seize it!
Hold on!
His eyes became particularly gloomy. He didn't hold back any hand, and he killed endlessly until he grabbed all the dead bones behind him.
"Boom boom..."
The two-faced alien finally arrived three miles away.
Looking at it, there are more than expected. No matter in the direction of Baizuyuan or the north, it cannot be described with numbers. There are countless ferocious strange birds, beasts, dragons, and birds, all of which are different from the major species of the human race. Clans, even two-headed, colorful ones.
Putting aside their cultivation and strength, the scale and appearance of these alien races alone are frightening.
"call out……"
At this moment, more than a thousand powerful figures shot high into the sky with boundless pressure. They were more than a thousand alien quasi-sages and more than 130 human saints.
Twenty-one people in the back realm of human saints!
Xin Zhuo's face changed slightly, this amount was beyond his expectation.
At this moment, the three people, Linglong, Lin Xiutian, and Suxing, and a dozen or so experts from the human saint rear realm were approaching in mid-air.
"Young Master Zhijiu, Princess Ao Qing, and Duke Shi Tong, we didn't expect you all to arrive together. It was faster than we thought, and more people came!"
Lin Xiutian's orchid fingers were straighter than before, and he saluted with the etiquette of the Qinglin tribe, pointing to Xin Zhuo below: "That's the person!"
The young master of the Fire Tribe, Zhi Jiu, looks like a young master, with a natural red glow on his face. He has reached the Great Perfection after being a Human Saint, and is only a little short of becoming a Great Saint.
Ao Qing of the Shui Tribe has a slightly blue forehead and pimples on his forehead. It is difficult to figure out what they are. He is also the Dzogchen State of the Human Saint.
Shitong of the Tu nationality has the trademark short stature and small eyes of the Tu nationality. He looks a bit wretched, but his pair of Jiutian Shanhai Lei Xuanjing shovels are particularly sharp, and his aura seems to be richer than the two next to him.
The three of them were vaguely the leaders of the alien army. They heard the sound and looked in the direction of Lin Xiutian's finger.
Ao Qing asked in confusion: "This person seems to be an acquired being. He has no aura of fake death, and he is only in the human-sage realm. Is he really so powerful? He blocked ten tribes for more than a year?"
Xiu Xing sighed and said: "This person is the Hunyuan Saint. He has ten times the nine-color zhenqi of the same realm, the five sacred patterns of sacrifice, and natural divine power. His Fangtian painted halberd has more than a hundred It weighs ten thousand kilograms and seems to come from the Wu Clan, the number one race among all races. I don’t know where it came from.
Moreover, he practices magic and immortality in the Holy Realm, and his magic is more terrifying than our kind!
These are not the key. The key is that this person has the magical power of teleportation, which is difficult to catch up with! "
The faces of Shitong and the other three people, including more than a hundred saints later, changed slightly.
The young master of the Fire Tribe, Zhi Jiu, said: "No matter what, let's surround and kill him first. If more than a hundred people are unable to kill this person, he is really the worst in the world... this!"
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but be startled. He saw Naxinzhuo below first listening to the conversation of several people, and then rushed into the surrounding foreign army without warning. The big halberd opened and closed, and the nine colors filled the air. Everywhere, figures of aliens were scattered all over the sky, screams were heard one after another, and the ground was dyed red with blood.
When a normal person is besieged by countless people, the first thing he thinks of is self-protection. How can he attack first?
Lin Xiutian said angrily: "This person is always like this. He never plays his cards according to common sense. Kill him!"
"call out……"
More than a hundred foreigners followed the trend and went straight to Xinzhuo to kill him.
(End of chapter)
