Start a battle of wits? Magical powers?
Tang Ping was surprised.
I didn't expect that after absorbing so many beliefs, such a magical power would appear.
No matter what the myth is, hurting people from a distance has always been the most powerful skill. There are swordsmen who travel thousands of miles to take the enemy's head, and there are also wizards who start the practice by traveling thousands of miles to kill people.
This method of opening the altar is to release spells from a distance.
The magical skill that Tang Ping dreamed of.
In the future, you don’t need to do it yourself. You can just hide and do it without even leaving the door. What is this if it’s not a miracle?
Tang Ping checked it carefully.
The method of magical power is not the imaginary magic attack. The magic attack is the possession of the gods. The gods directly control the believer's body and use the gods' own abilities.
A mortal, even if he has little power, will have the power of a god once he succeeds in defeating a god.
As the name suggests, the magical power of subjugation is the magical power of descending the gods. Using the magical powers of the gods, it has the same power as the gods.
The biggest difference between the two is that the recipient of the magic spell has his or her own consciousness.
The foundation of martial arts fighting at the opening of the altar - magical power (1/500)
The proficiency corresponds to the time of magical power, which is one moment at the beginning, half an hour for the minor achievement, and two hours for the great achievement. Consummation is five hours.
"But that's enough."
My own spells are different from those practiced by other monks.
Most of his spells are perfect, infinitely close to the ideal peak state.
To put it simply, my own spells are at the master level, and most of the other monks can only be said to be skilled or masters.
"The method of subduing supernatural powers is really good."
Thinking of this, Tang Ping returned to the cave and practiced according to the relevant formulas, handprints, and Yin force operation routes.
It often takes several months to prepare for the launch of an army.
Danyang,
After decades of development, Danyang City has become a large city with a population of nearly 200,000.
People come and go on the street, wearing strange clothes and strange people, getting along well with each other.
Although the pedestrians have different appearances, their clothes are the same, with dark blue robes, tops and lower skirts. Some people's clothes have flame or phoenix patterns woven and embroidered on the edges.
If people from other countries come here, they will be very confused.
This country can't even tell whether there are slaves or nobles in the country.
The fields were distributed to those who had the ability to plant them. Everyone had the same starting point and the same fields, so the clothing and decorations could not be seen.
The tallest building, the Chu Palace.
Xiong Ying sat alone in a hundred-foot tall building, looking at the city below. In front of her was a lacquered mahogany table, a bottle of wine, and some fruits.
Xiong Ying is Tang Ping's highest rated king.
This person does not have the bravery and courage of Xiong Ying's ancestors, nor the talent and diligence of Xiong Man. Instead, he has unique insights and extraordinary wisdom.
At the beginning of his accession to the throne, he did not expand blindly, but tried his best to compile etiquette, dress, language, and customs against all opinions.
Combining the Central Plains dynasty and local culture.
On the one hand, they learned advanced systems, and on the other hand, they also ensured the independence of their own culture.
The identity of the Chu people among different ethnic groups was constructed.
The previous leader was at best a barbarian king.
If we talk about the kings of Chu, Xiong Ying is the first.
Maybe people today don't understand, but Tang Ping knows that this ethnic group will have extremely strong vitality.
Even if the Chu Kingdom is destroyed, there will still be people from various tribes who want to restore the country.
The subordinates came forward to report.
"Your Majesty, one division of dragons, one division of tigers and leopards, and one division of tree men. Four divisions of cavalry, three armies of infantry, and one division of archers have been prepared, totaling 40,000 people."
Xiong Ying tapped her fingers on the table. It wasn't about the number of people, but the quality.
If no matter what the cost, at least a hundred thousand people can be recruited. If all the people are soldiers, there can be two to three hundred thousand, but this is a bit hard to hold on.
Forty thousand troops are the elite among the elite. They are more responsive when fighting proactive battles. Any more will appear bloated and confusing.
"These 40,000 people will be attacked first, and then 80,000 people will be recruited to defend the local area."
"yes."
At the same time, Meishan's jackals, tigers and leopards, five thousand rampant soldiers, and ten thousand ghost soldiers were ready to go.
Yuan Hong also summoned a large group of monkeys and monkeys.
"Haha, I can finally take revenge."
Yuan Hong could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and wished he could look up to the sky and scream.
After waiting for decades, he finally got a chance to take revenge.
This moment was far too long.
Ten days later.
The full moon is fifteen.
The blood moon hangs high, and the blood light spreads all over the earth.
On the edge of the abyss, the incense from the altar is like a pillar of heaven, constantly floating into the void.
The Zongmu ghost witch under the altar kept beating.
At this time, dark clouds flew from all directions.
Zongmu Guiwu stopped and took a closer look.
It was a group of people.
Zhu Man, Xiong Ying, Zhang Qi and thousands of grotesque soldiers, hundreds of archers, and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers.
There are dense ghosts all around.
"What are you doing?" Zongmu Guiwu shouted angrily.
"Old dog, I've been putting up with you for a long time."
Xiong Ying held a giant ax that was blessed with twenty layers, and slashed down with a ten-foot sword energy.
Zhang Qi fired a thunder fireball the size of a house.
Zhu Man held a long sword and chopped out three fire dragons.
boom!
What was even more frightening was that a figure actually appeared out of thin air on the altar, standing straight behind them.
Thunder and lightning, thorns, bows and arrows, and dozens of dragons of earth, water, fire and wind.
boom!
The spell annihilated Zongmu Guisha and the two Tao generals.
The three wandering gods were instantly killed.
The other party members were also defeated by the rebels.
"Be careful, we almost broke the altar." Tang Ping said from a high position: "Zhang Qi is here to guard whoever comes to kill who in the world. The ghosts in the underworld can't go up. Others go to dig the well god, and they must get the dragon ball. .As for other forces, anyone who dares to attack will be killed."
Having said that, letting Xiong Ying and his son hold the Zongmu Guiwu's token is equivalent to spreading the word.
The two wandering gods of the underworld rhinoceros tribe were not very strong. On Wu's side, three wandering gods died at once, and there was also a dragon who could not overcome the storm.
On the other side of Yangjian, the Chu people should have already set off for Longpo City.
The Dongling clan did not expect them to take the initiative to provide support, but seeing the battle situation so devastating, they would definitely not be able to bear it.
This can be preliminarily determined through the intelligence from Nanlumeng.
Yangjian.
Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
In the deep mountains and old forests, 2,500 Zhuanlong clansmen riding dragons took the lead, knocking aside vegetation and thorns wherever they went.
The warriors riding tigers and leopards followed closely behind.
And a tree man with red skin and green hair.
Meishan navy carries magic water on his waist, surrounded by rampant soldiers and birds and beasts. Each navy has a hunting background and is skilled in bow skills. In addition, he has unpredictable spells and a big black dog that understands human nature.
Wow!
Above the clouds, Zhang Wulang, who manifested the appearance of a three-foot-long evil indigo ghost, sat on the clouds. Behind him were five thousand rampant soldiers, Xiong Ying's two thousand, Zhang Xian and Yuan Hong's one thousand each.
A total of nine thousand soldiers.
The smoke from the altar formed a black cloud and enveloped their souls.
Thick clouds are rolling in, and ghost heads are moving.
The scene is very scary.
The army attacked Longpo City.
By the time everyone in the Wu family realized that it was too late, the other party had already arrived at the city gate.
Wu's army rushed to fight.
The two sides engaged in bloody hand-to-hand combat in the plains, city lanes, and woods.
"Where are the ghost soldiers!! Where are the ghost soldiers!!"
Wu Lan's eyes were about to burst. None of the ghost soldiers from the underworld were present.
How do they fight?
"retreat!!"
Wu Lan had no choice but to fly to Zuocheng with a few confidants.
That's where the heavy troops are.
At this point, Longpo City fell.
The people of the Chu State did not want to fight, and pursued him all the way to Zuocheng, the largest city of the Zuo family at that time.
The two sides launched a fierce field battle.
At this time.
Yurenlu, Yumeryu, Yurenhu, Wu Lan, and Wu Yu led the flying bronze chariot driven by dozens of Yuren and Zongmu people.
"To capture the thief, capture the king first! Kill!!"
A group of high-profile gestures were pointed at Xiong Ying, Zhang Wulang, and Yuan Hong in the air.
The opponent's spells were very powerful, and they blasted a gap in thousands of military formations.
Although they are surrounded, they can be relieved by killing the leader.
Although they are old, they are all in the middle stage of wandering gods at the lowest level.
Seeing that they were approaching, Zhang Wulang was prepared for a bloody battle and even sacrifice.
"This is the battle for the founding of the country! We must have the consciousness of sacrifice."
The blood and tears of a hundred years ago must be paid back with interest.
"Zhang Wulang! Zhang Wulang!"
At this time, Zhang Wulang called out in the air, but he didn't even hear him asking his left and right sides.
"The voice of Lord Shen?"
"Zhang Wulang, Zhang Wulang! Receive magical powers!"
"Receive supernatural powers!"
A golden light fell from the sky.
Zhang Wulang let go of his mind, and the golden light disappeared into the top of his head.
boom!
The bright golden light made everyone unable to open their eyes.
The golden light dissipated, and a terrible scene appeared.
I saw an eight-foot evil ghost in the sky.
His eyebrows are like blazing flames, his complexion is indigo, and there are ghost horns on his forehead.
It's actually upside down!
When a dead person transmits the Dharma to a living person, this is an inversion of yin and yang, so the Dharma appears upside down.
After that, the founder of the Meishan Sect turned upside down and stood on his head. Wulang spread the name here.
(End of chapter)
