The talisman hit the ground and fell apart the moment it touched the flesh and blood carpet, turning into raging flames and engulfing the surrounding houses.
However, this level of power is not enough to stop the enemy. A large number of demons left Shangshu Province, passed through the wall of fire, chased Song Shaoyuan with the remaining flames, and quickly disappeared in the blood mist. Then, there were intermittent explosion sounds.
There was no time to hesitate, Li Ang jumped out of the shadow, bypassed the demon, stepped on the invisible stairs built by his mind, and climbed to the roof of Sinong Temple on the west side of Shangshu Province. Covered by silk ink, the figure blends into the background color of the surrounding blood mist.
Looking far into the distance, one can see that the ground of Shangshu Province is covered with thousands of blood vessels of different thicknesses that continue to form chrysalis.
Thick blood vessels continuously draw turbid and dirty blood from the surrounding environment.
The thinner blood vessels penetrated under the floor tiles, absorbing the spiritual energy from the palace ban buried deep in the rock formations.
The two blood vessels converge in one place and intertwine with each other, forming a huge base like the roots of an old tree.
The base is more than three meters in diameter, with a dent in the middle and full of blood. The dirty blood continued to evaporate and turned into blood mist, rising in all directions.
And in the blood pool, there is a strange sphere.
Most of the surface of the sphere is covered with a layer of bone and flesh, and countless sarcoma-like faces that look like humans and animals are attached to it, roaring silently. The small area that is not covered by flesh and blood shows a crystal clear and warm luster like pearls.
Like a lotus emerging from mud, it is filthy yet pure, evil yet holy. It gave Li Ang an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Click click click.
A sarcoma face attached to the sphere grew taller and taller, stretching out its neck, torso, limbs and other parts. Then it detached from the sphere and fell to the ground, becoming a new demon.
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Li Ang's mind raced, and he had a vague guess - the Taoists who appeared in Shangshu Province used formations to extract spiritual energy from the imperial city's restrictions and supplied the spiritual energy to the giant pearl-shaped ball.
The giant ball then transforms the dirty blood into blood mist, covering the whole city, and combines it with spiritual energy to breed demons.
The question was finally answered, but it also raised more questions.
According to his understanding, the imperial city's prohibition design originated from the early Yu Dynasty and was extremely secretive and complex, and had been improved from generation to generation for hundreds of years.
There are probably no more than ten people in the entire Yu Kingdom who can understand, master, and control it.
Who did Taihaoshan bribe to successfully complete the invasion? What is this ball?
Thinking about this, he raised the glow crossbow and aimed at the sphere in the center of the formation.
A strand of ink emerges from the palm of the hand, hooks the two sections of the bow arm, winds and tightens them, and connects them to the bow string.
The remaining threads poured into the arrow trough and solidified into sharp arrows. And tie a silk thread on the end of the arrow.
call out--
The trigger was pulled, and the arrow, driven by the silk bowstring, shot out rapidly, passing through the thick blood mist and hitting the sphere.
collapse!
The specially reinforced heavy arrow head penetrated the sarcoma with great force, but was broken on the surface of the sphere.
The arrow cluster vibrated violently, cracked several gaps, and failed to penetrate successfully - the toughness of the sphere itself was even higher than the alloy made of black iron.
Li Ang's expression remained unchanged, he grabbed the end of the silk thread with the five fingers of his right hand and poured spiritual power into it.
The ubiquitous blood mist greatly reduces the transmission efficiency of spiritual power. Even if ink silk is used as a carrier, only less than 5% of the spiritual power can be successfully transmitted to the remote arrow.
However, this bit of spiritual power is enough for the silk thread in the arrow section to receive instructions, change its shape, differentiate into several tentacles, wrap around the surface of the sphere, and pull it hard, trying to pull it away from the base.
Boom!
The base of the tree roots seems to have infinite suction, firmly holding the sphere in place and preventing it from falling away.
Li Ang immediately drew the thread again, turning the ink thread into the shape of a drill bit, and drilled towards the surface of the sphere while rotating at high speed.
squeak--
A sharp noise resounded through the courtyard, and under the rapid cutting of the drill, the ball raised a large amount of powder.
The faces attached to the sphere, like being struck by thunder, let out shrill howls at the same time, peeling off and withering one after another.
The surrounding blood mist also vibrated violently and turned into droplets, falling in a trickle.
All the Taoists looked at the courtyard together and saw the drill and Li Ang pulling the thread.
"kill him!"
There was no need for the Taoists to scold harshly. All the monsters left behind on the outskirts of Shangshu Province had already leaped over, and the arrogance of each one was equivalent to that of a human monk from the Listening to the Rain to the Xunyun realm.
Click.
Li Ang casually hung the glowing crossbow on his waist. The ink silk surged from his sleeves, covering his whole body. He swung the dragon meteor spear in his hand, pointing the blade diagonally downward.
Then, they entered the siege.
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What's left is the last palace wall.
Gong Jinghao, deputy envoy of the Taihao Mountain Xinxiu, looked at the red palace wall of the Daming Palace and unconsciously tightened his whisk.
Next to him stood Ji Xuezhen, the former temple master of Haotian Taoist Temple in Chang'an City. Behind them were a group of Haotian believers who were covered in light dust.
They had been planning for tonight's action for too long.
First, they broke it into pieces and sent a small group of Haotian believers into Dali Temple, where they blew themselves up in the imperial city, creating a blood mist that covered the entire city and disrupted communications. They then created demons to provide cover for them to sneak into the Daming Palace.
According to what Nei Ying said, the Prince of Yu Kingdom was in the Zichen Palace at the moment. As long as he crossed the palace wall, he could reach China and North Korea and get "something like that".
tread.
Gong Jinghao took a step forward, and suddenly, the low palace wall in front of him suddenly became taller and more than doubled in thickness.
After taking the second step, the palace wall suddenly rises ten times and becomes thicker by ten times, a hundred times by the third step, and a thousand times by the fourth step, until it towers into the clouds like a mountain and blocks the sky.
Gong Jinghao silently took a few steps back. The palace wall in front of him also became shorter and thinner rapidly, until it returned to its original size. "What's going on?"
"The Imperial City Restriction is a whole. I'm afraid there is a problem at Dali Temple. A small amount of spiritual energy has been transported, causing the Tianmen Restriction here to be reactivated."
Ji Xuezhen, who had white hair and beard, said solemnly: "Either use I Ching arithmetic to find the formation's eye, or risk your life to break through the wall."
"There is no time to wait, of course the sooner the better."
Gong Jinghao took a deep breath and rolled up his sleeves, "I'll break the wall, you guys stand back."
"No!"
A strong man stood out from the crowd and said impassionedly: "On this occasion of the holy war, how can I waste my life and future on this occasion when I am the deputy envoy of the Faith Cultivator? Let me do it."
After saying that, he faced the west, bowed with great piety, then stood up, resolutely hit the wall, and exploded, sending light and dust all over the sky.
Then, the second person and the third person
The water of Zhanquan can stimulate people's potential. Even ordinary people, as long as their will is strong enough and their beliefs are pious enough, they can gain huge power in a short time at the cost of burning their souls and never being reincarnated.
After one self-destruction after another, the red palace wall gradually became covered with spider web cracks. Gong Jinghao swept it away with a whisk and collapsed.
Finally, Daming Palace arrived.
Gong Jinghao stepped over the gap in the palace wall. Before he could scan the empty square, a flying arrow came flying towards him. The moment it was about to penetrate his eyeballs, he knocked it down with a whisk.
Black Iron Arrow Cluster, a product of the Academy.
Gong Jinghao dropped the arrow, squinted his eyes and saw that a group of monks, including Ren Chao, had gathered in front of Zichen Hall.
Li Si, the crown prince of the Yu Kingdom, was under the heavy protection of these people.
