In the evening, the rolling rolling in Lingwu Falls slowly decreased, and the concentration became lower and lower. The shadows swaying on the opposite side could be vaguely seen. Although I didn’t know what was shaking, but looking at this The number should be that of the army on the opposite side of the barrier.
The Spiritual Mist Waterfall lasted for nine days, and the total amount of spiritual power in the two barriers was extremely different. This also indicated that the power comparison between the two sides was likely to be equally disparate.
Even though Zhang Zijin was experienced in fighting against the Skeleton Patriarch, he couldn't help but feel extremely nervous at this moment. The two of them patrolled the mountain wall, staring closely at Lingwu Waterfall, trying to find out what kind of enemy was on the other side, but found nothing.
Wu Sheng was placed at the highest point in the center of the mountain wall. The mission given to him by the Skeleton Patriarch was to sneak attack the enemy realm lord.
"Sun Wu, you have a bow and elixir in your hand. It is very powerful. When the enemy attacks the mountain, you don't need to pay attention. There will be soul soldiers to resist. You only need to protect yourself. I know you may not be able to fire that bow a few times. , never shoot indiscriminately, always listen to my orders from my ancestors, shoot whatever my ancestors tell you to shoot... shoot as many arrows as you can, the enemy on the opposite side may not be from one realm, or from many realms, you There may be several enemies to be killed. How many times can you fire that bow?"
Wu Sheng replied: "As few as four times, as many as five times, it depends on the condition."
"state?"
"It just depends on your mental outlook, whether your fighting spirit is high, etc. It all depends on your mood."
The army of skeletons on the gable wall is waiting quietly, with all kinds of magical weapons, weapons, crossbows, arrows and boulders ready, just waiting for a fight; the skeleton array under the gable wall has soul flags flying, the formation is strict, and it is full of murderous atmosphere.
The flaming stone figures on the left are scattered in the wilderness, each looking up at the sky. The flames in their throats and wrists form petals one after another, ready to attack the invading demonic birds in the air at any time.
In the mountain wall a few miles away on the right, tens of thousands of snakes, rats, deer and pigs gathered. The formation was... terrible. What's more, many demon rabbits and demon pigs rushed into the skeleton formation, slithering back and forth in the formation.
Dozens of more powerful demon deer even climbed to the top of the mountain wall and blended into the queue of skeletons defending the front line, curiously looking at this and sniffing at that. When some of them passed by the Skeleton Patriarch and Zhang Zijin, they even opened their mouths and bit the sleeves of the two Hedao Realm Masters.
Zhang Zijin was okay and reached out to touch a few demon deers to relax his nervous mind.
The Skeleton Patriarch was more violent. He slapped a demon deer away with his palm and knocked it down the mountain. It let out a young deer cry and died before his eyes. He originally wanted to inform Wu Sheng and ask him to take back these monsters so as not to disrupt his own position in the army, but it was already too late.
The Lingwu Waterfall suddenly closed, and the barriers between the barriers opened!
Wu Sheng was also a little nervous. If the opponent was a combined lineup with several barriers - like his own, the situation would probably be very serious.
Looking intently, I saw that there was a huge Gobi desert opposite, with bare rocky mountains, bare plains, and no grass growing on it.
In this Gobi stall, there was also a blazing fire, and the flames bloomed from the body of the black dog as big as a calf, illuminating the gradually darkening battlefield.
Yes, countless black dogs gathered in the Gobi wasteland across the border. The flames on their bodies had merged into a sea of fire. Wu Sheng, who was standing at the highest point of the mountain wall, felt the heat.
"Misfortune!" Zhang Zijin blurted out.
Wu Sheng hurriedly asked: "Senior, what is Fu Dou?"
Zhang Zijin shouted: "This is an ancient strange beast fighting! No wonder it takes nine days to open the barrier, it is so painful now! Everyone should be careful, this thing is the most evil. Once it appears in the world, it will cause illness without illness, and difficulty without danger. Inexplicable suffering and constant disasters!”
As soon as he finished speaking, no one was seen casting spells, and a gust of cross wind blew along the mountain wall. Although the wind was strong, it could not be said to be very strong, but it picked up a lot of flames spewed by the evil bucket below. Some of the flames unexpectedly came out of nowhere. Floated up to the top of the mountain wall and landed among the soul soldiers.
Some sparks happened to fly into the deep-set eye sockets of the soul soldiers, and were stained with the most deadly soul evil, which immediately caused chaos. This pile, and that pile, rolled and fell from the gable wall, and most of them fell back when they hit the ground. Affected by the cross wind, falling on sharp protrusions on the ground often results in broken bones and tendons.
Some of them were lucky enough not to break any bones, but they were also attacked by groups of fierce warriors who burned them with fire and bitten them crazily.
In just a short time, before the battle officially started, the Allied Forces of the Three Realms lost dozens of skeletons and souls.
The Skeleton Patriarch was dumbfounded: "This... is really unlucky!"
The most taboo thing for practitioners is to have bad luck. They not only fight with the enemy, but also fight with themselves. All kinds of things go wrong.
Fortunately, Zhang Zijin had the broadest experience and the most understanding of Fu Dou, so he immediately made suggestions: "You can't defend, you can't form an array, you have to mix with these Fu Dou! Also, try to kill these Fu Dou and don't let them come back." If it spits fire, it’s a fire!”
When encountering a disaster, the disaster is certain. If one's side gathers together and forms an array, all kinds of misfortune will be on one's own body, and there is no need to fight. Therefore, one can only rush over, take the disaster with him, and let the other side's misfortune pass away. Fighting was also affected. Although the disaster won't be shared equally between 50 and 50 after being mixed together, one's own losses can be greatly reduced by sharing 20% or 30% of the disaster.
The Skeleton Patriarch immediately woke up, and with a flash of consciousness, the Soul Flag waved, and the scene Wu Sheng had seen a few days ago reappeared - the Soul Generals and Soul Lieutenants in the Skeleton Army immediately gathered together and merged into a huge sky ghost, almost as big as the Heavenly Ghost. The gables are generally tall and strong.
An iron fork flew out and was caught by the ghost in the sky. It was the fifth fork of the mountain ghost, the magic weapon of the skeleton ancestor. This iron fork was half eaten by Wu Sheng, and the Skeleton Patriarch had not yet had time to warm it up with Earthly Evil Yin Gold to recover. The effectiveness was much worse than when it was intact, but there was no problem in using it to open mountains.
The Heavenly Ghost raised the five-pointed fork high and smashed it down towards the mountain wall, with extremely astonishing power.
Just hearing a loud bang of "Peng", the earth shook. Tiangui fell down and fell on his back, but he was tripped by a huge stone just now.
It's unbelievable to say that Tiangui actually tripped over a stone, but the fact is right in front of you, it's only that small!
As soon as he sat down, a phalanx of soul soldiers was crushed, and dozens of skeleton soul soldiers were crushed on the spot.
The Skeleton Patriarch was frightened and angry. He summoned the heavenly ghosts to stand up. Regardless of the losses, he ordered another attack. He must open the passage as soon as possible and attack with a large army.
At the same time, the flaming stone men were also working in the other direction, standing in rows and digging into the gables. Among them, they moved rocks and hit themselves on the feet, and breathed flames and burned friendly troops. It does not need to be detailed.
The skeleton soldiers on the gables shot arrows and threw rolling logs and stones towards the bottom of the wall, trying to kill the evil beasts as much as possible and prevent them from continuing to spew fire.
