After the explosion disappeared, there were only twenty or thirty guards left, and they were not in formation, very scattered, and most of them were injured and bleeding.
However, most of the guards were very brave. Regardless of their serious injuries, they came over directly and surrounded Sun Qing on the chariot with their flesh and blood.
"How's the doctor doing?"
"Enemy attack!"
"The thief is a Taoist, about five hundred meters to the east."
"I don't know how many there are, but looking at the white flame, it should be the famous Pale Flame. It is said that he has practiced the fireball technique to the point where even doctors would praise him."
"So, where is the golden fireball?"
The guards started analyzing each other word by word, easing the tense atmosphere. At the same time, form a formation and protect the chariot in the center.
At this moment, green light lingered on the chariot. It was this green light that protected the chariot at the critical moment. Immediately afterwards, the green light dispersed around. The living guards were illuminated by the green light, and their physical strength immediately recovered, and the wounds began to grow granulation and began to heal.
After a few breaths, the remaining twenty or so guards recovered completely, but the Taoists had already arranged their formations.
In the east, a team of warlocks took out a tree trunk and buried it in the ground. It actively absorbed the power of the earth and grew rapidly. In a few breaths, it filled the nearby area.
In the west, a team of warlocks took out a large golden sword. This large sword shone with dazzling light. The moment it was taken out, it actively activated a sword energy.
In the south, Jiang Hua is here. The captain took out a lamp. This is a treasure lamp. The light is a samadhi true fire that can threaten Taoist priests. The moment the flame appeared, Jiang Hua and other warlocks input fire attribute mana.
A drop of golden true water appeared in the north, and a piece of earth appeared in the ground in the center.
Tree trunks, swords, lanterns, true water, and earth, these five things symbolize the five elements.
The five elements united into one, and a simple five-element formation was set up.
The moment the formation rose, the world around the chariot changed. The feet turned into a swamp, the sun was replaced by fireballs one after another, and the air was mixed with sword aura.
Jiang Hua was still maintaining the formation in the south, but Taoist Changkong's perspective and voice appeared in his mind: "He will definitely escape. There is no chance of winning against a Qi practitioner within the formation."
If bloodline monks are of the same origin and species, then the thicker their bloodline, the stronger their suppression of those with shallower bloodline.
If it is the source of blood, then you can even control the blood in the descendants with a single thought.
In other words, the ancestors are the real owners of your body, and the descendants themselves are just temporary workers.
But Qi practitioners are different. There is no such saying among Qi practitioners. Victory or failure depends entirely on one's combat IQ, which is also directly or indirectly related to factors such as the environment, magical weapons, and mana.
"Fighting a well-prepared qigong practitioner is asking for death. If he stayed here, he would die faster. However, why didn't he evacuate directly before the formation was formed? Why didn't he take advantage of the first sneak attack? Why did you choose to run away in an instant?" Jiang Hua asked puzzledly.
"Because I took action!"
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"He is old! I took action, directly interfering with him at the spiritual level, guiding him and even controlling him!"
"He is already old. If he can really be so decisive, then he should still be young at this moment."
"Whether a bloodline monk is strong or not can be determined by looking at the concentration of his bloodline on the one hand, and his appearance on the other hand."
"He is old, and has been for many years. Over the years, he has relied entirely on extremely despicable secret methods to maintain his life, and his will is completely weak. He is over 200 years old this year, but he only has an adult son, Sun Tian. Where do you think Sun Tian’s previous sons and daughters went?”
A conjecture suddenly appeared in Jiang Hua's mind. This conjecture made people feel sick and nauseated.
"In the past, I heard that the nobles even did a lot of unethical things in order to maintain the blood concentration. These things themselves are very disgusting. Over time, the nobles did not even talk about blood relationships, but the level of blood concentration. . Such a noble should have been destroyed long ago!"
Whether it was Jiang Hua in his previous life or Jiang Hua in this life, he was full of murderous intent towards this nobleman who used unethical methods to maintain bloodline concentration.
Although the Emperor of Zhou had promulgated Zhou Rites a long time ago, declaring that people with the same surname would not marry, and that those who violated human relations would not be tolerated in heaven and earth, and would be executed immediately upon discovery. If it is a prince, it is even possible that the country will be eliminated because of this. But there are never a few nobles who do this in private, but they are just not exposed.
After using a method that goes against human ethics, there is a high probability that the descendants will die in infancy, a small probability will produce a real genius, and a very small probability will directly give birth to a monster with a higher blood concentration!
These monsters are no longer human!
Back then, when the Wu Kingdom besieged the capital of the Chao Kingdom, unexpectedly, a ferocious beast comparable to the first generation suddenly appeared near the capital. It was this kind of monster!
"In addition to the laws that are contrary to human ethics, there are two other ways: blood sacrifice to slaves and devouring the blood of the same race."
"He is directly sending his son and daughter..."
At this moment, Jiang Hua just wanted to quickly destroy this disgusting guy Sun Qing!
Destroy it!
Above the sky, Taoist Changkong nodded slightly: "I think so too, and many Qi practitioners think so. People can't... no matter what, people must have a bottom line as a human being, at least not so bottomless."
With that said, Taoist Changkong took out a seal. The seal looked like a piece of stone, ordinary. With the injection of mana, it began to emit mysterious light.
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Within the formation, the five elements alternately attacked the green shield. Feeling the remaining spiritual energy reserves on the chariot, the housekeeper couldn't help but shake Sun Qing, who had been in a daze.
Why?
Why does Yancheng dare to fight back?
Don't want to die?
That was an order to exterminate the Tao issued by the monarch. How could Yancheng dare to disobey the monarch's order?
This is rebellion!
This is a real rebel!
I'm going to report them!
No, Sun Qing immediately realized: Yancheng is really a rebel!
When the nobles slander you as a rebel, you'd better be a rebel!
"Those Taoist priests in Yancheng don't follow Zhou etiquette!"
Feeling the butler shaking harder and harder, Sun Qing reacted instantly.
No, at this critical moment, how could I suddenly lose my mind?
No, I've been plotted!
The will is shaken and the eyes are confused.
After reacting, Sun Qing subconsciously crushed a jade pendant and moved about a hundred feet in an instant. As for the housekeeper and personal guards, they stayed in place. Breathing in the outside air, the feeling of surviving a disaster filled my heart.
After taking a look at the formation behind him, Sun Qing instantly activated his blood. It seemed that this was the only way to make him feel safer.
"Hey, when did you have the illusion that your mind and will are not under my control at the moment?"
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