Chapter 140 Killing Fortune

"Well, the chaos in the world was planned by my peace." There was a trace of gloom and excitement in Baiqi's eyes. "The faint king is in the position, and the anniper is in charge, which makes the whole world miserable. If we want to help the world at the same time, we will reverse the corrupt Han Dynasty. At this time, we are too clear that the thirty-six parties in the world have begun to revolt. Presumably, it won't be long before this rotten man will be killed by me. They were replaced by Taiping Avenue.

"Yes, the ideal is good, but the road is rugged, and the most important thing is that you failed." Zhou Qian looked at Zhang Baiqi, who was a little crazy, and secretly shook his head and sighed. Zhou Tian knew that this Baiqi and Zhang Jiao's ideals might really help the world, but most of the people in the Yellow Turban Army did not think so. Therefore, after the death of Zhang Jiao, who was the most prestigious, the Yellow Turban Army collapsed and became scattered. Sha, again, the ideal is great, but the difficulties are not expected.

"Pick the skin and sit firmly. It's time to land." With the loud "boom" of the carriage, the white horse finally calmed down, shouted at Zhou Tian, and tightened to the corner of the carriage.

"It's so exciting!" After the carriage landed, Zhou Tian's face was pale, and his stomach was like drinking two catties of gutter oil. If it hadn't been for Zhang Baiqi's voice, I guess he would have spit out yesterday's breakfast at this time.

"Skin, are you all right?" Zhang Baiqi patted Zhou Tian on the shoulder and said, "Master's carriage is good everywhere, but it is a little unstable when it lands, but you will get used to it in the future. Get out of the car. Master is waiting for us."

"You are so unstable. Is it different from falling from the sky?" Sunday's legs were soft and smashed twice, so he finally stood up.

"What is the master doing?" When I got out of the carriage, I saw Zhang Jiao holding a long sword, pointing to the sky. It was going to catch up with the thunder and rain, and it was a lightning rod.

"The master is doing it." The white horse's eyes fell on Zhang Jiao's body, as if he had been touched by something. He said, "The master intends to use the spiritual power of his whole body to cut off the fortune of this rotten man, so as to help us Taipingdao succeed in the uprising."

While Zhang Baiqi was talking, several magic formulas had been pronounced in the mouth of the horn, and with the reading of the magic formula, a red light gradually appeared on the long sword in Zhang Jiao's hand. The red light flashed and went straight into the sky along the long sword.

After the red light entered the sky, there was a drastic change in the sky. Where the red light entered, there was a roar. After the roar, there was a continuous rumble of thunder. With the thunder, a large rolling red cloud quickly formed in the sky. As soon as the red cloud appeared, it filled the whole sky. Originally The moon, which can be clearly seen, is also covered by red clouds at this moment. Suddenly, the sky and the earth fell into a burst of darkness. However, the darkness only lasted for a moment and was swallowed up by the infinitely enlarged red light. The red light formed a huge net in the sky. If you look carefully, you can see that there seems to be a white shadow struggling in the net, and the thunder is emitted when the trapped things inside are struggling.

"Bin!" Zhang Jiao shouted, and then a red light flashed again on the long sword in his hand. After the red light came into contact with the red light in the sky, the red light quickly contracted.

As soon as the red light shrank, the thunder in the sky was better, but soon the thunder gradually weakened under the red light. After a moment, the thunder that had resounded through the world turned into a low roar.

When the corner saw this, there was a little joy on his face. Then he took out a purple rune paper from his arms. After biting his finger and writing the word "seal" on his face, he threw the spiritual charm, turned it into a purple awn, and went straight to the red light of the day.

The talisman kept getting bigger and bigger in flight until it turned into more than a hundred feet, and at this time, the talisman was also close to the white shadow wrapped in red light. The purple light on the spiritual charm was bright, and then the whole spiritual charm was twisted, and the white shadow was tightly wrapped between the windings.

"Sword" Zhang Jiao held a long sword with one hand, and the other hand patted his heavenly spirit. As Zhang Jiao's palm fell, his mouth also spewed out a blood mist. As soon as the blood fog spewed out, Zhang Jiao immediately pinched a magic formula in his hand, and then the blood fog turned into a whirlwind, surrounding Zhang Jiao's body. Stop and rotate.

Zhang Jiao's clothes were torn into pieces in the rotation of the blood fog, revealing his thin upper body.

After the blood fog tore up Zhang Jiao's clothes, it did not stop rotating, but got closer and closer to Zhang Jiao's body until it was completely attached to him.

"Wow..." A cheerful moan came from Zhang Jiao's mouth, and then the blood fog flashed and completely penetrated into Zhang Jiao's body. After Zhang Jiao's body penetrated into the blood fog, it quickly swelled with bursts of "kaka" sound.

After a while, the originally thin Zhang Jiao had turned into a strong giant. Zhang Jiao, who turned into a giant, did not stop, but spewed out a mouthful of blood again. The blood sprayed on the long sword. With a dazzling red light, the sword body of the sword also soared until it became seven long. Left and right, it stopped, but the red light on it was still soaring, until it touched the white shadow wrapped in the purple spirit in the sky, and the rise slowed down.

"Cut" Zhang Jiao's eyes were round, and the beard on his face had already stood up at this moment. When the word "Zhan" came out, his right arm was a wave, and the red light on his long sword became more victory at this moment. With the wave of Zhang Jiao's right arm, the red light fiercely cut to the white shadow wrapped in the spiritual charm.

"How!!" The white shadow in the spiritual charm seemed to feel the arrival of danger. With a roar, it turned into a shocking thunder. Under the thunder, the white shadow struggled quickly again. The white shadow kept turning over, and the thunder became louder and louder, as if it condensed into a substance. And the thunder seemed to interfere with Zhang Jiao's swing of his sword. The moment when the red light fell, he was blocked by something. Suddenly, the white shadow in the spiritual charm suddenly increased the strength of struggle. After hearing the sound of broken spiritual charms, the white shadow broke free from the bondage and turned into a hundred-foot-long silver dragon hovering in the sky.

"Hor!" After the silver dragon regained its freedom, it circled in the sky for a while, and suddenly let out a shocking roar, roaring at Zhang Jiao, who was casting magic on the ground.

"The rotten man, your luck is over!!" Zhang Jiao didn't panic when he saw the silver dragon flying towards him. Under the magic formula in his hand, the purple talisman, which had had been torn to pieces, suddenly turned into another dragon. Although this dragon was not as huge as the silver dragon, it was not inferior to the other party. The scales on its body were suddenly those broken runes. At this moment, it was shining with demons. The different purple awn, under the flash of the purple awn, the purple dragon also roared and roared to the silver dragon, which was close to Zhang Jiao.

"Bang" The bodies of the two dragons collided together and made a huge sound, and then a hand-to-hand battle broke out between the silver dragon and the purple dragon. The two dragons rose into the air in the roar, but they immediately fell back to the ground and fought again on the ground.

There was a continuous roar in the mouths of the two dragons. Under a struggle, the purple dragon with a horn gradually lost its support. When it was caught by the silver dragon, it tore its body in two parts. However, the purple dragon, which was torn by the waist, did not lose its vitality, but wrapped two parts of its body around the silver dragon.

"Howl" The purple dragon let out its last roar, then broke apart, and once again turned into star-studded fragments, attached to the silver dragon.

"With my flesh and blood, kill your luck, the art of beheading the sky!!" Seeing that the silver dragon was wrapped in rune paper again, Zhang Jiao shouted angrily, and his blood all over his body was swollen, and it was poured into the long sword in his hand. With the infusion of blood, Zhang Jiao's body suddenly dried up. In just a moment, Zhang Jiao's appearance became more old and thinner than before, and the red light on the long sword in his hand But at this moment, it became dazzling, and the blood-like light of the sun shrouded the silver dragon, which made the silver dragon tremble. Then the silver dragon gave up its resistance and stared at Zhang Jiao with two eyes, which seemed to be a trace of prayer.

However, the horn ignored these. The long sword in his hand suddenly waved, and the dazzling red light roared straight to the silver dragon. After a while, the red light fell into the silver dragon's eyebrows. Then the silver dragon roared, and there was a crazy look in his eyes. Under the shining eyes, only the continuous "bang" sound was heard. The next moment, the dragon body of the silver dragon suddenly collapsed. The cracked dragon body was not flesh and blood, but turned into wisps of white light and flew around.

"It's not good!" Zhang Jiao's face changed, and his dry palm waved, and the seven lanterns that had been placed around him suddenly soared into the air. And it flew quickly to the white light.

There was no light in the lantern, but it was dark. After one of the lanterns caught up with a wisp of white light, a black gas scattered inside, and the black gas surged up and wrapped the wisp of white light. Suddenly, the white light wrapped in the black gas was included in the lantern. In the middle.

Like this lantern, the other six lanterns also emitted black gas after chasing the white light, trying to wrap the white light, but the other white light were more dazzling. Under the flashing, they broke free of the shackles of the lanterns one after another and disappeared in the sky. The lanterns without the target flashed and turned together. The ashes fell to the ground.

And the only lantern that caught the white light flew into Zhang Jiao's hands under Zhang Jiao's magic formula.

"The general trend of the world is beyond my control." Zhang Jiao's face showed a little disappointment and relief. His men patted the lantern, and then the white light inside fell on Zhang Jiao's body.

(to be continued)