Chapter 491

In the void, after a few seconds of stalemate between the falling cherry gauze and the sword awn, violent and quiet Qi gushed from both palms.

Pop!

The sword awn disappeared with a crisp sound in the hand of the falling cherry yarn.

Another blade that fought against the Youwang sword was also swallowed by the Youwang spirit in the sword.

Youwang sword fell back into yingsha's hand, and there was a clear crack on the sword.

Sakura gauze looked down at her white jade like palms. At this time, there was a piece of good meat on her palms. Most of it was black.

There is too weak aura on the sword awn, and the falling cherry yarn is a little unbearable.

The falling cherry yarn carried Qi several times, and the quiet Qi flowed into the palm of the hand, but the wound failed to recover, only barely getting better.

The falling cherry gauze raised her jade hand, stretched out a pink and tender fragrant tongue in the small mouth of the cherry and licked it on the palm. This action is gentle and soothing, but with extreme temptation.

The little tongue is warm and moist, which can cooperate with the identity of the Witch Queen and the terrorist power just shown.

This move, in the eyes of others, seemed to see a wounded Youming female dragon licking her wound.

"In the golden elixir period, you can hurt Ben. Li Daochong, if you reach the Yuanying period, Ben may not be your opponent?" Luo yingsha said to herself while licking her little hands, and a cold light was emitted from a pair of demon eyes.

Li Daochong's threat is constantly permeated in the heart of luoyingsha, but at this moment, luoyingsha is not in a hurry.

Because the smell of Li Daochong has disappeared.

Even if it's not dead, it's almost dead.

Li Daochong, who flew out for tens of kilometers, could not be accurately perceived by the reading power of the falling cherry yarn.

The reason why the falling cherry gauze broke off and didn't chase up immediately was that the quiet Qi in her body was also confused at this time.

I have to adjust my breath. If it is forced to run, the falling cherry yarn is likely to spray out of her mouth against the blood and suffer internal injury.

"Empress Wu, do you want to attack?"

From the dark clouds came the submissive questions of Xiangyou.

The falling cherry gauze shows her eyebrows, and Li Daochong is more difficult than she thought. His delicate state at the moment can't be noticed by anyone, including the ghost army in the dark cloud.

Luo yingsha can't determine whether there are people in the ghost army who are Xing pengluo. If so, she will convey her situation.

Once Xing pengluo knows his strength bottom line and the injury situation, Xing pengluo will immediately send someone to the demon star to catch him back.

Xing pengluo hasn't started on the falling cherry yarn for a long time, just because he can't fully understand the latter.

The only certainty is that Sakura yarn has not returned to its heyday, but there is a saying that dogs jump over the wall.

Xing pengluo doesn't want to force the falling cherry yarn to be too tight, but this is also based on the unclear understanding of the falling cherry yarn.

If Xing pengluo knows the truth about Luo yingsha, then the next thing will become simple and rough.

In the underworld, everything depends on strength. If you have enough strength, any creature in the underworld will keep in awe of you.

If you don't have enough strength, you'll be embarrassed. Anyone may shit on your head, or even put up his hands to kill you.

Luo yingsha knows the rules of the game in the underworld, so she must not expose a trace of weakness at the moment.

Not even the slightest sign of injury.

In fact, luoyingsha was not injured and could recover completely as long as she adjusted her breath for a few minutes, but even so, she could not send any weak signal.

The soul of Luo's eyes spread all over the country of Luo cha. He just fought with Li Daochong himself. He was afraid that he had been seen by Wu Zu, who ruled Luo Chaguo for one thousand and five hundred years.

What measures Xing pengluo will take is unknown.

Luochaguo obviously can't stay any longer. The eyes of luoyingsha flow, so we can only escape first.

Under what circumstances is it best to escape?

In chaos, of course.

Luo yingsha glanced at the stronghold below and said coldly, "attack."

Xiangyou got the order and looked happy. He couldn't hold his hungry stomach for a long time. Once Li Daochong died, why should xiuren be afraid.

It's all food.

Xiangyou held up the talisman and roared, "ghosts, demons, ghosts, ghosts and ghosts, it's time to eat. Go and enjoy your good meal."

As soon as the voice of the tour fell, ghosts cried and wolves howled in the rolling black clouds, dark shadows and ghost animals swarmed out like bees.

A dense cloud rushed out of the black cloud and dived into the northwest stronghold below in a triangular shape.

Groups of rotten dragons, roaring Yanmo crocodiles, ghost king, green faced fangs, red shadow ghost, bone resenting ghost king, ghost king and ghost king.

Almost all the ghosts Li Daochong encountered were present.

The sky was dark, like a black waterfall pouring down.

The northwest stronghold building stands alone on the ruins. Tens of thousands of monks gather, half in the building and half in the open space outside the building. Everyone looks up at the ghost army covering the whole sky.

A light protective cover covers the top of the stronghold building, wrapping a hemispherical space with a diameter of 300 meters and a radius of 150 meters.

However, the energy of the protective cover appears weak and can dissipate at any time.

It covers a radius of more than ten kilometers. Under the baptism of continuous fighting, it has long been devastated. Occasionally, there are streets on the ground, and most areas have become black scorched earth.

Li Daochong and Yu Yan, two leaders who came with tens of thousands of monks, were not present at the moment.

Fortunately, Tang Guangbei and Qian Feng are still there. In the past two days, they have become the third and fourth person after Li Daochong and Yu Yan.

In addition to these two, Ning Xiujie, Ling Fei and Xiao Ying were assigned tasks before they came.

Li Daochong had already made arrangements, but he didn't expect Yu Yan to leave in order to save him.

Look at the dark army.

Qin Zhan was disillusioned. Even if tens of thousands of fresh blood were injected, which greatly increased the combat power of the previous northwest stronghold, he could not resist such a number of ghost troops.

Chu Tianqi and Kong Lanxin looked at each other. They both saw a certain color in each other's eyes. Of course, they were helpless.

As divine generals, they never thought they would fall on the dark demon star before they came. There is no way back now.

Chang Sheng's spear in his hand made a horizontal hum and said in a rough voice, "let these ghost bastards come. I swept thousands of troops today and beat you all back to your hometown."

With that, the victorious army will rush out to fight.

"General Chang, don't be impatient. We may not lose." Tang Guangbei's old voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as Tang Guangbei spoke, everyone in the command room except Qian Feng looked at him with strange eyes.

Not necessarily lose?

Old man, who are you fooling? The number of ghost armies is at least hundreds of thousands. Tens of thousands of friars and the almost consumed spirit stones want to resist so many ghost armies?

I'm scared.

Qin Zhan and Tang Guangbei have been on several sides. He knows the power of the special spiritual forerunner, but at the moment, he looks at Tang Guangbei silently and doesn't understand. Why does the old man say so at this time?

Chang Shengjun glanced at Tang Guangbei. "Old man, just talk. Fart quickly. The protective cover won't last long."

Tang Guangbei doesn't care about the victorious army either. There is brilliance in his old eyes. 120000 enhanced level 12 talismans are enough for the ghost army to drink a pot, whether they are useful or not.

Looking at the void, Tang Guangbei took his time and threw a signal symbol in his hand.

Qin Zhan and others in the command room didn't know what to do with this move, and all looked at a loss.

Abet, a blue glow shot out.

In an instant, some monks in the building began to act, some quickly flew to the roof, some went downstairs, and some were scattered in front of the windows on each floor of the building.

The entire stronghold building is occupied as long as there are windows and registered permanent residence areas.

A total of 3000 monks, and the other 5000 war monks, led by Ning Xiujie, gathered in the open space outside the building and stood by at any time.

"Old man Tang, what are you doing? Do you want a drill? The fire is burning to the * * * gate, and you still have time to pretend." Chang Shengjun sneered impatiently.

"Old Tang, what are you doing? Don't waste any more time. There are so many ghost troops, and no formation is useful." Li Hu followed, then gave orders, and said to a young officer at the command platform, "launch the Lingguang gun."

"Yes," the young officer replied immediately.

Qian Feng frowned and glanced at Li Hu. It was a pity. Qin Zhan was a handsome talent. He did have a way of fighting. He was a little indecisive in employing people. Li Hu's character was not suitable to be a deputy at all. Qin Zhan kept him because he had been with Qin Zhan for many years.

But this guy's ability is very limited and he is a dead brain. Qin Zhan didn't speak, but he gave orders without authorization.

What is it?

Qian Feng said in a cold voice, "Lieutenant Li, wait a minute."

Li Hu didn't want to listen to Qian Feng, but Qin Zhan didn't say anything. It's hard for him to say anything. He just said, "Old Tang, if you try to confuse again, you'll delay the whole war. Even if we can't win, we should try our best to hit the ghost army. The best time will be missed."

Tang Guangbei didn't seem to hear it. He just stared at the trend of the ghost army outside the window and waited quietly.

However, in a few seconds, Tang Guangbei's hand again sent out a signal talisman, this time with a red light.

Almost at the same time.

Every window above and below the stronghold building radiated brilliance.

Abet abet

Three thousand talismans shot out at once.