A drop of essence and blood transformed the puppet. When it was destroyed, King Pingping felt the same way. The masters at the bottom of the abyss also noticed it. After a little inference, they knew what was behind it. Although King Pingping had a dull face, Han Shiba also felt it. It can be compared with the mountains and waves, and it is superior to Cao Lang's sacrifice to Gou Fan Wei. It is not without value for the essence-blood puppet to throw stones to ask for directions. Once the bloody battle begins, the situation is delicate, and the whole body is affected by the situation. Since Han Shiba is so good, there is no need to fight with him head-on. All the forces in the abyss have begun to avoid fighting, even Ping Ping Through the entrustment, the royal capital asked its general Peng Daozu to retreat in a roundabout way to preserve his strength.
The army under Wei Shiqi was invincible and broke into the hinterland of the Central Plains. Peng Daozu heard the wind and escaped, running away faster than anyone else, without any concern for his face. Fan Yu noticed something strange and vaguely guessed the reason. He didn't chase after the enemy. If he caught up, he would just slaughter the old, weak, sick and disabled too much, which would not help to strengthen himself. He simply gathered Nan Ming's little master and Guan to play two forwards and let go a little. March slowly, deliberately exposing some flaws, waiting for work. Sure enough, the generals of the town saw the opportunity and led their troops to attack one after another. They fought a small battle for three days and a big battle for five days. Fan Kaiquan was in charge of training his troops, gathering the iron-blooded life temperature and cultivating Qi. The soldiers under his command were crippled. After the battle, the town was defeated. If he wants to leave, he won't stop him.
Birds can't cross the mountains, which are both barriers and barriers. After careful consideration, Peng Daosu led his men and horses all the way east, bypassing Duya Hill and heading straight for the Fubo River. Ravenhill is already a wasteland. The dense forests along the Fubo River are endless, blocking out the sky and the sun. Even a clairvoyant eye can't find the wind and ears. He plans to stay in the forest by the river for the time being. If not, he can go down the river. Escape to southern Xinjiang. Han Shiba finally fought his way out of southern Xinjiang and broke into the hinterland of the Central Plains. He had not accomplished anything yet, so he might as well chase these little shrimps back! As for the arrogant and powerful generals under Zhao Chuanliu, it was left to Han Shibaqing to eliminate them. They were unruly and stubborn and did not take his words seriously. If he hadn't had the heart-piercing bead entrusted to him by King Ping, With it in hand, they have already been attacked by a group of them.
Peng Daozu's wishful thinking finally came to nothing. Beside the smelly water pool a hundred and eighty miles away from Raven Hill, General Zhongli Town led his army to attack, with General Canglan Town on his left arm and General Uighur Town on his right. He had a hundred thousand elite soldiers and generals under his command, and his life energy and strange energy merged into one. With just one charge, he cut through the battle array and dispersed it. Peng Daozu fell into the chaos and was beaten to death by General Canglan Zhen with a stick. meat pie.
Canglan Zhen grabbed the five fingers and took out a heart-piercing bead from the corpse.
He squinted his eyes for a moment and handed it to General Zhongli. King Ping's entrustment is a good thing, but it is a pity that it is placed under the fence of others and cannot be disobeyed. If there is any benefit, he can only offer it with both hands. The remaining leftovers, soup and water, are his share. However, cooperation will benefit both sides, and there is nothing to complain about. This round of bloody battle is very strange. Seven pillars gathered at Lotus Peak, and foreign objects from the outside fell like rain. Before they could gather the monsters, they were beaten by people. After being destroyed once, 7749 evolved into the world in the future. The memory of the past is blank, but the remaining traces on the murderer's body are like torches in the dark night, covering every corner of the Seventy-Two Lotus Peak. His instinct drives him to escape further and further. The better, leave southern Xinjiang without stopping, head all the way north, and step into the hinterland of the Central Plains.
On the banks of the Fubo River, he met Zhongli, the general of the Han Dynasty. Zhongli had been worshiping Fuyue for thousands of years, but he still refused to bow his head and recognize his master. The Uighur general had thrown himself under his command and was driven by him. He didn't waste much words. He persuaded General Canglan to become a fellow traveler. The three strange qi and the iron-blooded life qi blended and complemented each other, sweeping across thousands of armies with a rainbow of momentum. General Canglan gradually felt that following Han Zhongli did not seem to be a loss-making business. He had a very high vision, and the eliminated soldiers would challenge Picking and choosing was enough for him and the general of Uighur Town to each pull up a partial army, saving a lot of time.
It's just that Canglan Town still has doubts about Han Zhongli's combat power. Unless he can kill his assailants at Lotus Peak and Pingchuan Valley with a single shot, he can win his undivided following until the last moment of the bloody battle. Surrounded by strange energy, there were no secrets between the generals. He did not deny this, and the Uighur general seemed to hold the same position.
Han Zhongli was a little curious. He killed General Canglan with one shot and suppressed General Uighur to the point where he did not dare to raise his head. It would be fine if he took a ferry to cross Kongdaqiu. A mere outsider with such magical powers should consider it if he had the opportunity.
As soon as he thought of it, heaven and earth responded. Zhongli of the Han Dynasty annexed part of Peng Daozu, and rushed westward along the Niaobudu Mountain. He defeated several remnants of Zhao Chuanliu's troops one after another, and was only a thousand miles away from Wei Shiqi. There is God's will in the dark. On this day, he climbed up and looked far away. The traces of the beheaded general were like blazing flames rising into the sky, and he could see them at a glance. Canglan Town General gasped, shrank his head, and murmured to himself: "It is indeed that guy. He was unwilling to be left alone and led his army out of southern Xinjiang... No wonder Peng Daozu ran away like a dog..."
His eyes were sparkling. Zhongli suppressed Han Zhongli, and he probably would not let him go.
Give them a chance. He really wanted to see the roaring thunder and lightning and the devastating scene again.
After defeating the essence and blood puppets, the soldiers under King Pingping seemed to lose their courage all of a sudden. They were like a pile of scattered sand. Fan Yu led his army all the way north, with a smooth wind and a smooth flow. It was not until Niao Bu Crossing Mountain was in sight that he met his real enemy. .
At dusk that day, the setting sun was like blood, and the fire was in full swing. Birds of Fire cast a huge shadow, like the wings of the night, constantly extending forward. Han Zhongli led his troops to fight out of the shadows, and a colorful light and shadow rose into the sky. He was not alone. , his left and right arms are all generals. Fan Wei urged his troops to come forward. The red light was like a pillar, stirring up the clouds in the sky, but his momentum was faintly at a disadvantage. But he could not retreat. The brave man wins when he meets on a narrow road. If he takes one step back, the whole army will be defeated. There is no way to stop it.
The two armies collided in one place, with the front line twisting and swinging, causing countless casualties. Fan Wei, Nanming Xiaozhu, and Guan Dachun were the enemy of Canglan and Uighur generals. Han Zhongli was riding a bad horse to hold down the formation, and his soldiers were Wave after wave of troops poured into the Shura field, pushing the front line forward and gradually gaining the upper hand.
Thousands of troops and horses were fighting in a fierce and bloody battle. The little master of Nanming was jealous of the killing. He stimulated his blood and showed his true form as a giant beast. He suppressed the generals of Uighur Town and beat them randomly. Fan Yu took the opportunity to summon the phantom of the Hydra, and a The eighteen snake eyes closed together, and a powerful magical power was released to kill all living things. Where the nine-headed bone stick fell, a dim green light flashed away. General Canglan Town reacted very quickly. He twisted his waist and his body turned into a wisp of strange energy. Thousands of soldiers behind him were wiped out out of thin air and turned into blood silently. Guan Dachun jumped up and stepped down with his four hooves in the air. There was a loud noise, and the shock waves rolled away. The enemy army retreated like a tide, revealing the dry coastline, and then came back again, setting off more violent waves.
Xiao Nanming opened her big mouth, let out a series of silent roars, raised and lowered her palms, and took a hundred shots in a row, but returned without success. The Uighur Town General caught a glimpse of her and poked around her, advancing and retreating like lightning. . With one burst of strength, and then another, and three times exhausted, Nanming's little master relaxed in one breath, his body shrunk sharply, and he fought and retreated. Guan Dachun saw that the situation was not good, rushed forward to attack, and took over half of the Uighur Town general's offensive.
In the chaos of the battle, Han Zhongli raised his eyes and looked across the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and his eyes met those of Wei Shiqi, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
