He saw hundreds of people standing in the palace with their backs to him. These people were tall and mighty, and the tall ones were almost ten feet tall.
Wearing an ancient armored shirt, the armored shirt was engraved with the symbols of ancient tribes and clans. With Xie Fu's profound archaeological knowledge, he could only recognize tribal marks such as bears, wolves, eagles, and dragons.
These giants have bronze heads and iron foreheads, and have different appearances. Some have eyes as big as copper bells, some have fangs on their buckles, or some have sharp horns on their heads.
Are these still people? Is it a god, a demon, or a different species? Xie Fu couldn't tell the difference for a moment.
These people are not made of stone or bronze, but they are real, with skin color, beards and hair visible to the naked eye. They are majestic and show unstoppable courage.
If these people hadn't stood motionless, Xie Fu would never have suspected that they were alive.
Xie Fu touched one of the giants at will. The real skin touch was real, the beard could prick his hands, and the skin was still as warm as a living person.
what happened! These people seem to have been dead for thousands of years and are still incorruptible and immortal.
What does the fifth generation Yuanfang want to do? Does he want to resurrect these strangers and rule the world of Wei Zhen?
The image is already so majestic. If everyone has the body of a god and the power of gods and demons, how can they be defeated.
Thinking of this, Xie Fu pulled out Kunwu and stabbed one of the giants. The giant's body was as strong as bronze. Kunwu was extremely sharp, but the giant was unscathed.
Xie Fu just did a little test, but this time he stabbed with Luck Zhenqi. The tip of the sword finally penetrated three inches, and when he pulled it out, blood flowed out.
this……
This scene made Xie Fu feel that resurrecting these people was not an unreasonable thing.
He chased after the fifth generation Yuanfang and the two men and asked coldly: "Fiveth Generation Yuanfang, what exactly do you want to do?"
The fifth round square doesn't matter, it seems to be heading straight for something.
No matter what the Fifth Yuanfang wanted to do, Xie Fu felt that he should stop him and kill the Fifth Yuanfang with one sword.
Gong Qiu Shangyang blocked it.
Fifth Yuanfang just looked back and continued.
During the fight with Gong Qiu Shangyang, Xie Fu suddenly found a female body lying on a stone bed. Both the body shape and the gorgeous clothes on her body were very different from these giants.
Such a female body seems so out of place among this group of majestic strangers.
When he looked at the female body's face, Xie Fu was instantly shocked and said: "Wanzhi!"
Just because he was distracted at this moment, he was slapped by Gong Qiu Shangyang.
Fortunately, Xie Fu's body was strong, and Gong Qiu Shangyang's injury had not yet recovered, so the power of this palm was not at its full strength.
Otherwise, Xie Fu would have paid the price with his life for his distraction at this moment.
While Xie Fu was fighting with Gong Qiu Shangyang, he was extremely shocked as to why Wan Zhi was lying here.
No, that’s not Wanzhi!
Wan Zhi's face was thin and boney, while the woman's skin was white and plump, but she looked very similar to Wan Zhi. At first glance, it seemed like she was seeing Wan Zhi.
Xie Fu, who was fighting Gong Qiu Shangyang, took a break and looked at the female body again.
As soon as he saw it clearly, he was instantly shocked by this unparalleled beauty. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before. She was so breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that you had to be moved by her. She was so beautiful that even Duanmu Ci This kind of beauty in the world is inferior to half a chip.
How can such a face exist in the human world? It must be the face of heaven!
The extremely exquisite jade face is like an ingenious deity carefully carving it out of precious jade. This breathtaking and breathtaking beauty cannot be captured and grasped by earthly brushstrokes.
She should be regarded as the most beautiful woman in heaven and earth, without any doubt.
Thanks to Fu Shen for taking it, he was distracted and received a slap from Gong Qiu Shangyang.
The pain hit me, but an idea flashed through my mind. I knew who the most beautiful woman was.
That day, he saw a picture of a fairy dancing with a sword in Wang Wanzhi's boudoir. The woman in the picture was the fairy in front of him.
At that time, Wang Wan said that this painting only captured half of her mother's grace. But now that she saw the real person, Xie Fu felt that she had not even captured a single bit of her grace.
Gong Qiu Shangyang saw that Fu Xie was distracted many times and said angrily: "What are you doing?"
It is simply a shame in his life to dare to be distracted repeatedly when fighting against him. He has never been so despised by anyone.
Looking in the direction where Xie Fu was distracted just now, he saw the woman's face. He was stunned and his mind was suddenly taken away by the beauty, which did not belong to him.
When Fu Xie saw Gong Qiu Shang Yang looking at him crazily, he was upright and did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack. He shouted loudly: "Gong Qiu Shang Yang!"
Gong Qiu Shangyang came back to her senses and was horrified in her heart. I can't look at this woman's face a second time, otherwise my life will be over.
The two met again.
The fifth generation Yuanfang's voice suddenly floated from the front: "This place is immortal, but it will become a dead place after a while. You two leave immediately."
Xie Fu didn't understand the reason, so instead of following Fifth Yuanfang's advice, he moved closer.
From a distance, you can see the fifth generation Yuanfang standing in the center of the altar, holding an object in his hand, which is neither a bell nor a cauldron, but also a bell or a cauldron. There are complex and difficult-to-read inscriptions on the surface, and the inscriptions are vivid and shiny.
The fifth generation Yuanfang muttered something in his mouth, his voice was like an ancient whisper,
The luster on the inscription slowly dimmed, and then the inscription slowly became blurred until it completely disappeared.
Suddenly, a crack began to appear on the object in the hand of the fifth generation Yuanfang, and several more cracks burst out almost instantly, as if something was about to escape from the bell and cauldron.
Although Xie Fu didn't understand anything, he could probably tell that the Fifth Yuanfang was opening some kind of taboo seal.
There is only one thought in my mind, I want to stop him.
It’s not up to me to draw the sword!
A sword shot towards the fifth generation Yuanfang.
The bell-like cauldron suddenly exploded into pieces, and then a red light emerged like a pair of giant hands slowly tearing apart. The red light exploded, and a startling scream from ancient times resounded through the sky.
Before Xie Fu could get close to the Fifth World Yuanfang, he was knocked away by an incomparable force. The power penetrated his body and imprinted fear and majesty in Xie Fu's heart.
The moment Xie Fu fell to the ground, he vomited blood on the spot, but the shock was more serious than the thirty-nine consecutive sword blows.
The holy clothes connected to the mind suddenly reacted strongly and glowed with golden light.
As if encountering a natural enemy, manic and passionate blood arises spontaneously, and a voice echoes in my mind, you are the God of War, stand up and kill her.
Xie Fu looked around and saw that the fifth generation Yuanfang was surrounded by invisible objects. The red light was stained with scorching patterns and the stars were bright. The fifth generation Yuanfang looked like a phoenix born from the fire.
This invisible and tangible object blends with the fifth generation Yuanfang. This invisible and tangible object is full of ancient divine power. No matter how stupid Xie Fu is, he can see that the fifth generation Yuanfang is acquiring some kind of forbidden power.
Gong Qiu Shangyang immediately prostrated himself on the ground and knelt in front of the fifth generation Yuanfang, shouting loudly in the Western dialect: "Great and sacred Tengri, I am your servant."
This is the worship of the gods in the Western Regions, and Gong Qiu Shangyang's identity is the Great Sun Mingyao King of Nestorianism in the Qin Dynasty, but he is so humble at this moment, with his face touching the ground and kissing the ground.
Xie Fu calmed down, and his inexplicable instinct made him feel that the fifth generation Yuanfang in front of him could no longer be defeated by the power of martial arts.
The holy clothes connected with Xie Fu's mind burned with a strong golden light that had never been seen before, burning with a form of flame, as if the living Buddha and the god had descended.
Not sure whether it was for redemption or to kill the fifth Yuanfang, Xie Fu actually began to silently recite the mantra of Xiaotian Lei to destroy the gods.
Hidden in the sky and the earth, some kind of power gathered from far away places. These more than a hundred majestic strangers seemed to be helping out. Under the leadership of Xie Fu, their whole bodies were actually glowing with light of various colors.
A long-lasting battle scene appeared in Xie Fu's mind. A group of people, wearing armors and robes glowing with the light of holy clothes, fought side by side...
Xie Fu finally realized that these ferocious-looking strangers were friends rather than enemies. They were ancient warriors who fought unyieldingly against powerful forces.
The fifth life of Yuanfang is not to resurrect these people!
Suddenly, Xie Fu was restrained and pulled by a powerful force, and instantly flew to the Fifth Yuanfang, where he was strangled by the fifth Yuanfang's neck with one hand.
As a martial arts master, Xie Fu was completely suppressed at this moment and had no resistance at all. The fifth generation Yuanfang's hand was so hot that it seemed to melt the bones and flesh of Xie Fu's neck.
The fifth generation Yuanfang looked at Xie Fu and said in a deep voice: "If you dare to resist me, kneel down and surrender. I will spare your life."
Xie Fu looked at the majestic fifth generation Yuan Fang, and his lips moved, as if he was saying the word "small circle".
A strange smile appeared on the corner of the fifth generation Yuanfang's mouth, and he kissed Fu Xie on the lips.
This scene was so weird. A young man with thick eyebrows strangled a young man by the neck, and then gently kissed the young man on the lips.
"Mortal, you are a man of God, are you proud?"
Xie Fu looked calm and seemed unmoved.
Fifth World Yuanfang said: "Does this look make you uncomfortable?"
After that, his body shape and face began to change. The naked eye could see that his rough face began to shrink, his rough skin began to become smooth and white, his thick eyebrows began to turn into willow eyebrows, and his thick lips began to turn into a woman's beautiful red lips.
The burly tiger waist began to close and narrow, the strong and powerful legs began to become slim and slender, and the strong chest began to become beautiful and majestic.
The face of the fifth generation Yuanfang in front of him has changed. This is an exquisite face that coexists with pure beauty and charm. There are thousands of charms hidden in the amber-like crystal eyes, and the neon-like eyes reveal an indescribable charm. !
She was tall and slender, beautiful and graceful, but she pinched Xie Fu in the air with one hand, full of a strong sense of inadequacy.
This is the true face of the fifth generation Yuanfang. Like Gong Qiu Shangyang, she can change her appearance and always show other faces.
This face was beautiful, proud, confident, uninhibited, and full of charming charm that made people fall for each other. However, when Xie Fu saw it, it looked hazy and round.
She has grown up, become beautiful, and powerful. Her beauty is so alluring and can easily ignite the fire in a man's heart. She is no longer the bullied, dirty little girl.
She was no longer the helpless person huddled in a corner, starving and freezing.
Her beautiful eyes were so proud and noble, and it seemed that they would never shed another tear.
The fifth generation Yuanfang looked at Xie Fu in front of him and still remembered the scene when he first met him.
It was early in the morning, and she had been hungry and cold all night.
He stood quietly in front of him, the winter dawn had just escaped the sky, and the sunlight was shining goldenly on him.
Suddenly, he hugged himself tightly, his whole body felt warmer than the sun...
The fifth generation Yuanfang showed a slight smile: "Man of God, surrender."
She couldn't refuse, but she kissed Xie Fu's lips again like a gift.
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