Mu Ziyun knew that he could not get into the role and could not let the drama influence his destiny. He flew high into the sky, and the flames gave birth to three fire snakes behind him. Mu Ziyun chanted: "Secret of Fire - Dragon's Breath!" The fire snakes were extinguished first. The soldiers behind Mu Ziyun, those flesh and blood mortal bodies were reduced to ashes within a few breaths. Mu Ziyun looked down at the fourth prince, and then turned the direction of the dragon's breath and sprayed it towards the fourth prince.
The fourth prince waved his feather fan, and all his soldiers waved their weapons. Their postures were very dramatic, and the strong wind brought by the dancing weapons pushed back Mu Ziyun's flames.
Mu Ziyun attacked the fourth prince, but tens of thousands of soldiers behind the fourth prince suddenly jumped up. They were walking in theatrical steps, and even the horses under them seemed to be humanized, and they actually rushed into the sky with special steps. Mu Ziyun didn't take these false things seriously at all. His body turned into a virtual body, and then scattered into several pieces, passing between the armies. Then, two fingers materialized in the flames and pointed towards the fourth prince. However, just a few inches away from the fourth prince, Mu Ziyun's body was forcibly materialized by an external force, and he could not move. The strong force dragged him back to the sky. He seemed to have heard a few words of the drama, and instantly became weak and powerless. The weapons of tens of thousands of soldiers in the sky turned into ropes, gathered on Mu Ziyun, and then escorted him in front of the fourth prince.
Mu Ziyun was unable to resist at all. He wondered where his energy had gone. He didn't expect these false things to be so strong, but then he thought about it. Something was wrong. It wasn't that those guys were too strong, but that he had become weaker. He was in a On a "stage", everything proceeds according to the text of the play. He is not weak, so he can resist the "dramatization" of himself by the "stage", but the longer he stays on the "stage", the more he becomes It's okay to go deeper into the corner and want to jump out of the "stage", but you don't know where the edge is at all, and you have no way to go, so you naturally sink deeper and deeper.
Mu Ziyun was escorted to kneel in front of the fourth prince. The fourth prince smiled, fanned his feathers slightly, and said, "Let him return to the mountain and come back again."
Mu Ziyun's body was instantly moved to its original position, with tens of thousands of soldiers behind him. However, the scary thing was that when he looked at the fourth prince again, he could not control the anger and awe in his heart. This unexpected change made Mu Ziyun panic. This scene could even affect his emotions and thoughts. He didn't know the allusions, so naturally he didn't know the direction of the play.
"Come on!" Mu Ziyun ordered the soldiers behind him.
The brave and skilled soldiers galloped towards the front, and the fourth prince waved his feather fan, and tens of thousands of soldiers were divided into several groups. The smallest number went to resist the sharp edge of Mu Ziyun's army, while seven or eight groups of detachments flew into the sky, attacking from all sides. Outflank Muziyun. When Mu Ziyun's army was about to rush in front of the fourth prince, Mu Ziyun had been tied up by Wu Hua and escorted to the fourth prince again.
"What on earth are you doing!" Mu Ziyun said angrily.
Unexpectedly, the fourth prince still looked at him with a smile and said, "Let it go and come again!"
Mu Ziyun blinked and returned to his original position, but his awe for the fourth prince increased in his heart. This time Mu Ziyun began to arrange his troops. With a large number of troops in the middle, more than a dozen detachments advanced in batches. He was sure of victory and was not in a hurry to charge. With the cooperation of all the troops and horses, the soldiers had already rushed in front of the fourth prince. , Unexpectedly, at this time, Mu Ziyun felt a gust of wind behind him, suddenly turned around, and found a long sword hanging in front of him. On the "stage", his perception was greatly weakened. After a few breaths, Mu Ziyun was escorted in front of the Fourth Prince again.
The fourth prince still smiled and said: "Let go and come again!"
Once...twice...three times...
After Mu Ziyun was captured for the seventh time, when he returned to his original position, he looked at the fourth prince again. In addition to fear, he felt more admiration. This subtle change could no longer be noticed by Mu Ziyun. He had even started to Doubting his position, in his eyes, the fourth prince became more and more deified, like a giant that could only be admired but insurmountable. He also tacitly acknowledged that he would be captured and that he was inferior to others.
Soon, the eighth war began. Mu Ziyun had lost the will to fight and actually handed over the control to his subordinates. He knew the outcome, but for the sake of his last face, he chose to continue fighting and did not dare to look directly at the fourth prince again. The words in his eyes and ears became clearer and louder, and the changes in his mood gradually merged into reality.
"I've lost, and I'm going to lose again. That man is so strong." Mu Ziyun's eyes were blurred, and his hands were clasped behind his back. Following the words in his ears, he actually started walking, bowing his head three times every step, even though Without the shackles, he still looked like he was being held captive, walking towards the fourth prince.
However, just when he completely lost his mood, a figure stood in front of him. Mu Ziyun couldn't remember who it was for a moment. There seemed to be no such figure in this scene. The figure turned around, his face filled with sunshine. , said to him with a smile: "Boss, the way you dance around is really ugly, hee hee hee..."
"Man... Man Ya'er?"
The fourth prince was stunned for a moment, then said to himself: "It doesn't matter, I'll capture him nine more times, just enough slaves."
Xiubing pointed his finger at Mu Ziyun's forehead, and Mu Ziyun's mind, which was filled with countless dramas, suddenly roared with extremely violent animal roars. In the brutal roars, Mu Ziyun's nature and viciousness were gradually awakened, With almost no effort, he completely eliminated the drama in his mind. His vision went dark and he fell backward.
Xiubing turned around, looked at the fourth prince, and said: "Come on, come on, I will fight with you, are you singing? It's so unpleasant, I don't like it."
The fourth prince sneered and flicked his feather fan. Tens of thousands of soldiers appeared behind the soldiers. However, after a few breaths of calm, the fourth prince was suddenly startled. He noticed that many of the soldiers behind the soldiers were changing their faces, and they became more and more complex. After a while, I could see clearly that they were tens of thousands of human beasts covered in armor. Xiubing smiled brightly and said: "What's so fun about human drama? Thank you for setting up the stage. I'll give you an animal drama."
Xibing slowly walked towards the fourth prince, snapping his fingers rhythmically in his hand, and the beast army behind him rushed out, without any structure or formation. As they ran, the human form gradually faded away, and they turned into human beings again. Four-legged, crawling, and flying beasts, a battle without any suspense. The fourth prince was pressed down by a fierce tiger with its sharp claws. Xibing sat on the four-wheeled vehicle, looked at him with a smile, and said: "Your drama has not stopped. , if I kill you here, you will really die too, hehe, give it a try."
A beam of light shot out, penetrated the tiger, and enveloped the heads of the four princes. The king of the "Jian" country took action. Mu Ziyun was defeated in this battle, and Xiubing won. It was only because Xiubing came in time, otherwise , Mu Ziyun really wants to follow the fourth prince wholeheartedly.
The figure of the fourth prince disappeared and the stage shattered. Mu Ziyun stood up slowly while touching his head and put a hand on Xiubing's shoulder. He was very weak, but he was still vaguely singing the opera in his ears. Xiubing approached his ear and roared suddenly. Mu Ziyun was shaken by the beast's roar and his feet were lifted off the ground. His whole body seemed to be beaten with blood, and he was instantly full of energy.
Looking towards the direction of the palace, Fang Tianmu was fighting with an invisible force. Mu Ziyun rushed over and used flames to help Fang Tianmu escape. Wangxiang, Du Xiaoyue, Kite and Lingdang, and Tang Daoyuan came supporting each other. , eight people gathered together. The city was in a mess, without a complete wall, but except for a few princes, no one else died.
Not long after, a voice came from the palace, and everyone knew the man in the embroidered dragon robe was the monarch of the "Jian" country. The monarch said: "I'll capture you without any help, for the sake of the great monarch of Huangdu." , I might be able to let your tribe and country go."
Mu Ziyun laughed so much that he shook his shoulders and responded to the palace: "Come out, I will kill you."
"You can't even beat my son, why do you?"
"Let me kill your son," Mu Ziyun sneered, "Is that enough?"
The monarch was silent for a few breaths, and then he seemed to be giving an order: "Hudu Guards, catch them."
Immediately, a large number of strong practitioners poured out from the Phoenix Capital, but Xiubing suddenly shouted: "Slow down!"
But the Hudu Guards would not listen to him, so Xiubing shouted again: "Emperor, if you don't want your son to die, stop it quickly!"
Seeing no response, Xiubing thought together. After a moment, a voice suddenly came from the palace: "Stop! Come back!"
Hu Duwei stepped back in confusion, and the king of "Jian" said: "How did you do it?"
Xiubing smiled and replied: "You have nothing to do with it. Anyway, if I want them to die, they will die soon." It turned out that Xiubing had left insect eggs on the seventh prince, the ninth prince and the fourth prince. The egg has penetrated into the prince's body. As long as he thinks in unison, the beast that evolves instantly will directly demand his life, and even the monarch cannot stop it.
"What do you want!" The monarch's voice was filled with anger.
Mu Ziyun chuckled and said, "Come out and fight us!"
As soon as these words came out, even the Tiger Guards laughed out loud. Unexpectedly, a figure actually flew out of the palace. It was the man named Su who was wearing an embroidered dragon robe. The monarch looked at everyone indifferently and said: "Now If you want to seek death, I will satisfy you. I came out and took away the things from my son."
"I don't...hehehe." Mu Ziyun looked at him and said jokingly. "How can we compare to you when it comes to your confusion of right and wrong, your ugliness and cunning? If you want to behave yourself at this time, hey, hey, listen to me, I will kill you, but if I am going to lose, you three are good My son, I will die with him."
The "little devil" king's gaze at this moment is enough to kill someone. But after a few breaths, he calmed down. After a moment of silence, he raised the corners of his mouth, looked at everyone with half-squinted eyes, and said indifferently: "Okay, I haven't moved my muscles for many years. For the sake of the great monarch of Huangdu, On the surface, I will satisfy you." A strong pressure came from under the sky, and the eight people instantly fell to their knees on the ground, unable to even lift their heads.
