Chapter 1004 Ancient Immortal Magic

Chapter thousand Four Ancient Immortal Magic (First Update)

Crash, the input method is updated in the early morning, and then the screen flashes when typing. There is no way to code words at all. It took a long time to find a solution on the Internet... I'm speechless. By the way, what do you do with so many messy cloud computing embedded in the input method? I don't need it!

The blue clothes were thin and described as clear. The Taoist walked slowly to Bai Qi and nodded to Han Xin on the mountain bag in the distance with a smile. A tall man with three chapters, wearing a golden unicorn swallowed the armor, and holding the dragon halberd with the three-eyed god man to protect the Taoist. The god's body is like a virtual shadow composed of wind and fire. From time to time, his body emits a dull roar of wind and fire. His body is between half virtual and half

The god's knowledge of not begging swept over this god. With extremely pure and huge blood breath, this god man should be the demigod of the first generation of gods and human beings after the creation of heaven and earth. At the same time, he has the ability of the god man to directly control the original power of heaven and earth, and has the endless development power of the human race. His strength has reached the level of Taiyi Jiupin, coupled with the armor and halberd with a strange smell on his body, coupled with his special bloodline strength, this divine man's strength is afraid that the Taiyi power, which is two or three grades higher than him, can't compete with him.

Looking at his appearance behind the Taoist priest in Qingyi, he is clearly a role such as a bodyguard.

Don't beg couldn't help sighing. Is this the foundation of the two holy emperors, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and Yan Emperor Shennong? An ancient immortal who is not up to the level of thirty-six immortals is actually equipped with a Taiyi-level god as a guard. What's the power of this Taoist in blue?

The ancient immortals, they follow a very different cultivation system from the current greedy immortals who plunder the resources of heaven and earth. Their magic power is not strong, but their Taoism is extremely high. Almost all of them have reached the realm of saying the law, and all kinds of magic secrets are extremely powerful. They have endless life, but they use endless life to explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, not to enhance their cultivation.

Even in order to give back the kindness of heaven and earth, the ancient immortals will do their best to maintain the balance of nature. They plant trees, plants grass, breed all kinds of rare flowers and trees, and even open silted rivers to maintain the life cycle of nature. They are kind-hearted, rarely fight with people, and they are not good at killing all kinds of animals. Basically, every ancient immortal is a master of medicine. What they like most is to travel around the world to benefit the world.

Therefore, the current immortals are taboo by the way of heaven, while the ancient immortals are tolerated by the way of heaven, and even the way of heaven often rewards these immortals.

There is a circle of clear three-foot-diameter merit light suspended behind the head of the old man in blue in front of him. There is a faint purple breath all over his body, and his spirit is full. When he walks, it seems that the wind and clouds around him move with him. He has a fairy spirit in his every move. Compared with him, today's immortals are like butchers who kill pigs and sell meat. They behave vulgarly and greedy, and can't be compared at all.

Bai Qi held his fist and saluted the Taoist in Tsing Yi: "Mu Weng."

Taoist in blue nodded slightly, and he didn't say anything. He just patted a green gourd the size of a fist hanging around his waist. The plug on the mouth of the gourd opened, and a clear spring with a strong smell of herbs spewed out, turning into a drizzle in the blink of an eye and shrouding the whole battlefield. The fragrance overflowed, and the strange smell from the blood of the self-exploding spiritual monks was neutralized and disappeared by the incense. Dayu's soldiers suddenly regained all their energy. They screamed with excitement, waved their swords and fought with the soldiers of the Ling Dynasty.

Han Xin's face changed slightly. He pointed to the Taoist Mu Weng in blue and shouted harshly, "Shoot him!"

A spiritual general behind Han Xin walked out quickly. He held a large almost tall bow and set up a pure gold arrow with a child's thin arms. With a muffled sound, the golden light burst out, and the arrow shot straight into Mu Weng's heart. This arrow was frighteningly powerful. The arrows flew through the sky, and the ground was torn open by a crack several feet wide, and all the creatures along the way were crushed by the waves brought by the sword light.

The god beside Mu Weng shook his body and was about to stop Mu Weng, but Mu Weng smiled gently and stopped his action. He stretched out his right hand lightly, and Mu Weng pointed his finger at the long arrow that was less than ten feet. The long arrow suddenly disappeared, and then the golden light reappeared and reached the spiritual general who opened the bow and shot the arrow. The general screamed in horror, his body suddenly twisted, and the long arrow roared through his right chest. Blood splashed everywhere, and the long arrows shot through the body of the collar, and heavily penetrated the ground in front of Han Xin, through the small mountain bag where everyone was.

Han Xin's face is extremely ugly. The spiritual general who shoots bows and shoots also has the cultivation of one yuan Pangu Heaven. The long bow in his hand is a secret treasure of the heavenly court. Even if he shoots an arrow, even the peak golden fairy has to drink hatred. However, the cultivation of the thirty-six immortals in Muweng District actually bounced the arrow back with one finger. His magic spells are really exquisite to the extreme.

Before Han Xin could order again, Mu Weng took out a pile of thin pieces of paper from his sleeve. He sprinkled the pieces of paper into the air, and a shout kept coming to Ali. These pieces of paper were extremely thin and almost transparent, and all the pieces of paper were cut into human shape. Thousands of pieces of paper swayed in the wind, and a mass of golden light spewed out. At the same time, these pieces of paper turned into soldiers who were ten feet tall, thin, thin armor and holding knives.

The vague face of these soldiers is obviously not a stranger, but a puppet-like existence. The armor on their bodies is dim and does not look good, but the sharp knife in their hands is eye-catching. The bright light is like crystal casting, and the shape of the reed leaves is not conducive to chopping but conducive to cutting.

A total of 4, 900 puppet soldiers suddenly dissipated in the wind, and their bodies suddenly dissipated into a blue smoke, and then they heard the sound of ' bang'. These soldiers flashed out of the queue of soldiers in the spiritual court, gently wiped their knives in their hands, and 4, 900 heads rose to the sky. Half of the sunset in the west did not enter the bottom of the mountain, and the residual sun was like blood, which made the blood particularly dazzling.

Han Xin's body trembled, and he shouted harshly, "Kill it!"

Reaching out to the puppet warriors, Han Xin was about to order the gathering of bows and crossbows to kill the soldiers made of paper, and the figures of those puppet warriors turned into smoke again. Then there was a bang, and these soldiers emerged from other places. They shook their knives, and another 4, 900 people fell to the ground. I heard the sound of ' bang' constantly. These soldiers were like ghosts in the Ling Dynasty. Every time they flashed, they could kill 4, 900 elite soldiers of the Ling Dynasty.

Ten times, 49,000 people were killed in the Ling Dynasty, and Han Xin was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The secret method of Mu Weng is really unpredictable, and the breath of these puppet warriors is not very strong, but their attack method is too strange. The sharp knife in their hands is obviously a magic weapon, which is even moreyinly restrained the forging skills cultivated by the human race. The soldiers of the Ling Dynasty, even the most ordinary members, are harder than steel, but in front of these special knives, their bodies are as vulnerable as tofu.

Obviously, these sharp knives are also forged with secret methods, which are specially used to deal with soldiers who have practiced human skills.

Staring at Bai Qi, Han Xin raised his hand and turned around in the air. The dull drum sounded, and the chaotic spiritual soldiers immediately retreated to the camp, forming a pure defensive round array. The heavy tower shield was moved out by the soldiers of the spirit dynasty, and the heavy tower shield smashed into the ground, forming a three-foot-high steel wall. A large number of bows and crossbows equipped by the soldiers of the Ling Dynasty shot out through the arrows reserved on the tower shield, abruptly blocking the pursuit of the soldiers.

There was a muffled sound, and 4, 900 puppet soldiers appeared in the Ling Dynasty soldier queue again.

But this time, a fairy in a red Taoist robe beside Han Xin finally took action. With a long roar, the red Taoist robes suddenly lifted up, and countless fist-sized fire crows flew out with sharp and unpleasant hiss. The dense fire crows flew by with high temperature. The puppet soldiers were caught off guarded by by the fire crows. Their bodies burned quickly and fell into ashes in the blink of an eye. On the ground.

Han Xin laughed happily: "Lan Yanling, it's true that your Taoism is deeper and better."

Before the words fell, Mu Weng had already laughed. He pointed casually, and the ashes transformed by the puppet warriors suddenly soared into the air. With the harsh roar, the ashes formed a new puppet warrior. The newborn puppet soldier was all dark, and his body was like smoke and fog, as straight as a ghost. Those puppet warriors and entities just now are completely composed of thick smoke.

With a sharp roar, these puppet warriors picked up the sharp knives that fell on the ground and walked through the Ling Dynasty's soldiers' queue as fast as the breeze. Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew, whether it was a soldier or a general, no one could withstand the gentle blow of the thin knife. Where the sharp knife passed, the limbs flew across, and people's heads were constantly washed up by blood arrows. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of spiritual soldiers died tragically on the spot.

The position of the soldiers of the Ling Dynasty was finally chaotic, and I don't know who called first. Hundreds of thousands of troops left countless ordnance and ran away. Those spiritual generals who had reached the one-yuan Pangu Heavenly Realm and the Taishi Pangu Heavenly Realm ran like the wind and ran without a trace in the blink of an eye. They suffered from those 'more, the better' soldiers recruited by Han Xin. Their cultivation was low, they ran fast, and they couldn't beat them. They saw the opportunity quickly, so they simply knelt on the ground with their hands and put their heads in a gesture of surrender.

Han Xin was so angry that he shivered all over. He gritted his teeth and pointed to Bai Qi and Mu Weng, and turned around with the generals and a group of immortals around him.

The soldiers have fled without a trace, and Han Xin is not interested in playing the trick of fighting alone with Bai Qi. The soldiers all ran away. Even if Han Xin could kill Bai Qi, could he still go deep into Dayu and attack the city all the way? Where is there such a thing!

Bai Qi laughed wildly. He gave several orders in a row. The soldiers of Dayu were thundering with joy. They picked up a large number of bows and crossbows discarded by the soldiers of the Ling Dynasty, and chased and killed the fleeing Ling Dynasty army under the leadership of dozens of generals.

Four thousand, nine hundred puppet soldiers with black smoke rushed to the front, and the knives were as light as rain all the way. I don't know how many spiritual soldiers were cut down on the spot.

A few sighs came from the void. Mu Weng, an ancient fairy, unexpectedly turned the general trend of the battlefield. RO