"Master Dao, I have never fought such a rich battle in my life!"
Meng Chixing was like a real wooden sculpture, silent and focused, just following Cao An. Cao An's life was above all else. This was the common thought of everyone who had witnessed this world after being invited out.
With Cao An alive, everything is possible. With Cao An dead, everything will stop!
Xinyue, on the other hand, was still a little sluggish and immersed in shock. She had never thought about such a situation today.
As she expected from the beginning, Cao An did not make a bunch of level six puppets, but were these really level one and level two puppets?
As the 'Ghost Slayer Brigade' advances, the ghost fog gradually becomes dim, and the human eye can already see the scene in the fog. It is a group of ghost soldiers holding swords and wearing tattered armor, and their every move is uniform. , majestic and majestic, was driving down from Huaimu Mountain. Cao An even saw cavalry riding bone horses.
"Yin soldiers, this is really the mausoleum of a prince, and people were buried alive. These Yin soldiers should have been the prince's personal soldiers before they were alive, otherwise they would not have such momentum." Xinyue narrowed her eyes and thought, in her eyes In my memory, I have never heard of any emperor from the dynasty being buried in the Sunset Mountains.
In history, every emperor known to have his tomb was buried in the same place.
Cao An narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little angry in his heart, "This man didn't have any good intentions. He made this idea before he died, hoping to rebuild the ghost country after his death. No wonder I felt something was wrong when I first saw this mountain. It's ordinary. People would never look for a place like this when looking for a tomb, let alone the Tianjia."
In this regard, Xinyue, who is the great protector of the divine sect, obviously knows better than Cao An.
"If you want to have the current situation, you can't bury an army. This requires selecting an extremely yin place in advance, and then watering the entire extremely yin place with human blood sacrifices, supplemented by evil methods. But these things, Shouldn't it have been destroyed a long time ago? Why would anyone still use it?"
At the end, Xinyue suddenly raised her head, "I know who he is."
"who?"
"Two hundred years ago, Luming Prefecture's Yushi Zong Yinglong!"
Cao An still looked at the Great Protector in confusion. Due to the identity and status of Cao An's predecessor, he was extremely lacking in the history and common sense of this world. He was very lucky to be able to read words.
"Two hundred years ago, there was a severe drought and people were in dire straits. Within the territory of the dynasty, rebellions broke out in several state capitals, but they were quickly put down. Only a group of people in Luming Prefecture rebelled against the party and became the climate, wreaking havoc in several states. In this land, the strategically important town had been in confrontation with the imperial court for several years. Later, the Great Repair of China and Foreign Countries took action and killed hundreds of rebel leaders, and this was the turning point."
"What's the connection with the person in front of me?" Cao An looked towards Huaimu Mountain.
"Back then, the backbone of the rebel party in Luming Prefecture all came from an organization called [Babu Sect], which is a sect that respects ancient culture and inheritance." After saying this, Xinyue looked at Cao An, but did not look at his face. Seeing something strange on his face, he continued.
"The leader of the religion, Sakyamuni, has jurisdiction over eight tribes, one tribe, two dragon tribes, three yakshas, four gandharvas, five asuras, six garudas, seven kinnaras, and eight mahurakas. The rain master Zong Yinglong is the leader of the dragons. They respect the ancient culture and want to restore the ancient glory. I don’t know where they got part of the ancient inheritance."
"Later, the rebels were defeated and finally trapped in Qingzhou for ten years. During those ten years, Emperor Shitian and the other leaders of the seven tribes had already died, and only Yushi Zong Yinglong was the one to maintain it. If we say that in the dynasty, Who else has the ability and the idea to set up this place, then the only one I can think of is Zong Yinglong."
As soon as Xin Yue finished speaking, a figure appeared above the majestic palace. It was a man wearing a luxurious purple robe, with two horns growing out of his head. He was extremely eye-catching, his face was pale, and his pair of red pupils were extremely eye-catching. Looking forward to the brilliance.
"I never thought that after so many years, there would still be people who could remember me. I am very happy."
"I hate that Emperor Shitian, whose heart is higher than the sky and whose destiny is thinner than paper. He did not listen to my original advice, which caused the good situation to fester. Otherwise, today's country will be the paradise country we long for."
He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and turned his eyes to Cao An, "Now, you bug has ruined my layout again, causing me to wake up early, damn it!"
Cao An shrugged, yes and no. There is no need to argue about this. The current situation is like this. The Yin soldiers, Baijiu Shu, and Baiqianhe Taoist priest are charging together to kill each other. It can be regarded as a confrontation between the two armies. No matter what, It doesn't make sense either.
On one side are skeleton soldiers and shadow soldiers who have long since died, and on the other are puppets that have no sense of pain or fear. The two sides are harming each other, and the battle is tragic.
Seeing the anxious battle situation ahead, Cao An took out something from the big gourd. This was one of the two puppets he had made on the road. Although it was just a casual creation, its strength could reach the realm of Five Scenery Wugang.
"Fengxian!"
"The end is here!" A voice that was almost crying with joy sounded.
A tall man appeared in front of Cao An. He jumped off the red rabbit, with a happy face, and saluted Cao An as a general.
"Bu is living in chaos and can see the light. If you don't give up, Bu is willing to do it..."
Cao An, who remained unfazed by the shock, felt his heart pounding with fear, and picked up Lu Bu with both hands at an extremely fast speed.
"I don't need to do this big gift, please help me quickly to get rid of this monster."
Lu Bu made a deep promise, mounted his horse and charged away with Fang Tian's painted halberd in hand.
With the addition of Lu Bu, the battle situation became one-sided. Wherever Fang Tian's halberd passed, no skeleton soldiers could stand on the spot. A large area of open space was cleared instantly. Even if there were generals among the skeleton soldiers coming, Lu Bu was not an enemy in one fell swoop, and could easily be thrown off his horse and beheaded.
The pressure on the two 'Ghost Slayer Brigades' dropped sharply.
Standing on top of the palace, Rain Master Zong Yinglong's eyes were gloomy, he pushed away the two beauties on the left and right, held his hands in the air, and a golden trident was born out of the air.
Holding his halberd to the sky, dark clouds came immediately. In just a few breaths, they enveloped the sky above the battlefield. Along with the sound of thunder, drops of black rain fell from the sky. From this moment on, Cao An felt something different around him. The Yuanli that was originally active between heaven and earth seemed to become dull in an instant.
There's another uncomfortable energy all around.
"You are so talented, but you dare to do the same thing! Kasaya!!"
Fa Hai also noticed something unusual. His cassock moved without any wind, and it opened up against the sky, trying to hold up the dark clouds and black rain.
"Rootless spirit, seeking death! I will kill you first!"
"Oh, they are evenly matched, just talking about words." Meng Chixing, who had been silent for a long time, made his own comments, while Cao An stood beside him with a strange expression on his face.
'You two are not on the same channel, how can you still be facing each other? '
