"Hey!"
Roars rang out from all sides in this ancient Zhou king city.
Mo Yunxiao’s eyes were shocked and pointed to the front. "Look, adults!"
Wang Xuan was also silent and shocked.
See the figure rising in the city.
A Taoist priest rides a fire dumpling, Cai Feng has a royal sword, and a monk leaps up and flashes the statue of Gao Jingang ten feet behind him.
But what attracts them more is the soldiers in the city.
Ancient warships have risen and become similar in shape to the treasure ships of the Great Chu patrol celestial army. They not only have huge spears, but also have similar artillery magic weapons.
The difference is that there is a shining golden god around this treasure ship, and the virtual shadow is surrounded by auspicious clouds.
Wang Xuan’s extraordinary eyesight suddenly saw something strange.
This thing is a bit similar to the military spirit of the Xiaoqi Army, but it is more condensed like a real person.
The treasure ship was presented with a statue of stone, which was exactly the same as that left by Gan Long Jun.
But these are ordinary soldiers.
There are many armor generals who rise from the sky, and their armor ribbons are fluttering as if the gods were going to royal them.
Wang Xuan is particularly familiar, a bit like Wu Tianya’s magical power from Zhenhai General Yuan Jiao.
Not only that, but the generals also rose up all over the body and condensed three zhangs behind them.
Behind them are soldiers riding demon birds. The army array ShaQi condenses and evolves. All kinds of fierce beasts roar and shake the world.
Mo Yunxiao trembled and said, "My Lord is a military strategist!"
"That’s right!"
Wang Xuan also fine mans eyes flashing.
He also saw a marshal’s figure with a flame disk suspended behind him, which was very similar to the Faguang behind the immortal God.
On the Great Chu or the Great Wei, there are military strategists and wizards who have cultivated to seven’ o, but there is no such situation.
He guessed that seven’ o really has a realm!
Chapter four hundred and thirty-three Wonderful way to break the magic array avatar to cut the evil.
There are many visions, and everyone is staring.
No one dares to miss knowing that it is an illusion. After all, this is a rare opportunity to get a glimpse of the ancient military monks.
However, things were unexpected.
Fang was shrouded in darkness and couldn’t see the nine ghost countries clearly. Only the bodies kept falling.
Friar’s flying sword is broken and his blood is spilled …
The Buddhist King Kong seems to have been bitten by some wild animal …
The patrol boat burns and falls, and those who are like gods and generals burn all over, and the black flames turn into scorched bones …
The sky was completely engulfed by darkness, and the people in the city screamed and rolled to the ground, bleeding to pieces.
The king looked up at the sky and roared with blood, incense, divine power, despair, resentment and green fire …
Like a pot of cold water, everyone was cold and immediately infected by this atmosphere, and resentment emerged in the heart and roared at the darkness of the sky.
"wake up!"
Wang Xuan drank in anger, and then he was shocked and stunned.
The drum rumble shook the mind and woke all the sergeants from this terrible dreamland.
Hoo ~
A breeze blew.
The ancient city, the people, the monks, and the green fire all dissipated, and only the rolling white fog kept surging around.
Wang Xuan sink a way "go!"
He doesn’t talk nonsense, and he needs to say more at this time.
If I haven’t remembered before, there is an idea in everyone’s heart to stop Wei Youdi at all costs!
Looking at the six instrument panels, Yong’ an fighters continued to move forward in the dense fog, but it was not long before there was noise again in front.
They looked at each other and looked solemn.
Sure enough, they returned to the dreamland, but they changed places and came to a bustling street.
It’s still a disaster, arrival, but everyone has been watching Mo Yunxiao’s frown. "My Lord, we can’t stay here for too long. Can’t the Six Instruments find the birth gate?"
Wang Xuan looked at it again and suddenly realized that "the birth door is here, but we must find a way to get rid of it!"
All eyes were on him for an instant.
Wang Xuannai, he is the most proficient in array law here.
He gritted his teeth and ran Candle dragon’s eyes again.
There is something different about looking at the sun.
All light and shadow are illusions, and there are evil spells that flow along some wonderful track, which is far from being explained by daoist magic alone.
Yin-eye view of the soul heaven and earth is a mixture of broken ghosts and evil spells that constantly scream
No, I’m afraid I’ve already been cursed
Wang Xuan suddenly realized that the body had turned nine times to rob the fire and trembled rapidly, and it was running to rob the divine power.