Chapter 990: One person can stand up to the heroic spirit of tens of thousands of aliens
“Why are you going to the Abyss of Hundred Tribes? I can’t understand this master’s operation!”
The night is deep and densely packed with “Throwing Beans” The silver-armored soldiers moved the twenty formation piles with "difficulty", crossed the range of the small formation light curtain, and began to move in the direction of Baizuyuan.
Xin Zhuoze and Xiao Huang used the true energy and demonic energy to transport the dead bones of the warriors who lived thousands of years ago after spreading the well water and offering sacrifices to the spirits.
“It doesn’t have to be too far, just twenty feet is enough.”
"Spreading beans and making soldiers" always uses Xin Zhuo's true energy. He seemed a little struggling and said: "Do you know the effect in your heart?"
Xiao Huang shook his head: "What?"
Xin Zhuo said: "Everything in this world has rules, but rules cannot compare with the changes in people's hearts. The other small formations have been broken, and the Jiusihai formation is still there. It's a big deal. Let's set it up like a nail house." It's quite disgusting for the aliens here.
Although we had previously guessed that we would be besieged by aliens from all directions, we are not 100% sure. It still depends on the ability of the ten tribes on the other side to ask for help. , if they just confront us, it will be boring to waste it.
So, if we make a counterattack against the aliens, even if we advance ten feet or twenty feet, it will be enough to express our attitude. < br>
When they are anxious, they will naturally ask for help from other alien races, and then we are more likely to be besieged.
This is so heartwarming! "
"Ah this..."
Xiao Huang felt that his mind was a little messy. He really wanted to be besieged by the aliens, but he couldn't stand the flattery and blurted out: "The master is extremely wise and talented. , but you are not afraid that really... a great sage and holy king is here! "
Xin Zhuo paused for a moment: "Do you still remember the hexagram of the grandson of Prophet Gou? ”
Xiao Huang said: "There is no danger, there are too many roads?"
Xin Zhuo narrowed his eyes: "I have always believed in this old boy and think he is reliable! Of course, there is no danger, but even if there is one Great Sage, I also have a chance of survival. Hold on, in short, I am here. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I will not leave. I will shed my blood for the human race."
Xiao Huang Xunran wanted to cry: "Master... righteousness!"
Xin Zhuo made a flying kick.
Little Huang smiled strangely and ran quickly carrying the dead bones.
One person and one dog, "spreading beans and forming an army" is busy non-stop.
Until dawn, twenty feet outside the small formation, twenty small formation centers were arranged. The surroundings were filled with mountains of golden bones, which looked shocking.
One person and one dog looked at each other with hands and hooves behind their backs with a sense of accomplishment, but Xin Zhuo felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed it, and a rectangular stone flew over and engraved with his fingers:
“The holy bones of the sages who sacrificed their lives to resist the aliens thousands of years ago!”
Inscription: “The descendants will not learn from Xin Zhuoli, and do not want the ancestors to be the first to be beautiful. I will defend this formation alone and never retreat. ! ”
Then he grabbed Xiao Huang's hoof, and in Xiao Huang's confused eyes, he cut its claws and dyed the writing on the stone tablet red with dog blood.
I got another piece of rag, and continued to use Xiao Huang's claws to draw a big "flag" with the word "human" in red, and put it up with a long piece of wood.
Take a few steps back, look again, and voila, the force is revealed!
Xiao Huang limped along, the dog's face full of resentment.
The morning light appeared in the eastern sky, illuminating the earth with a golden color. In the golden sunshine, there was a sudden rush of wheels in the direction of "Linqiu City" in the north.
There were seven carriages, with dozens of gray-haired old men and women sitting on them. The convoy hurried over under the leadership of a little girl.
Dozens of miles behind the seven carriages, a black line rushed toward them with billowing black clouds and a terrifying aura of violence. Although it was extremely far apart, it gave people a great pressure.
"It's not the aliens from Baizuyuan, the aliens from other small formations have indeed outflanked us, faster than we thought!"
Xiao Huang was surprised.
Xin Zhuo looked to the south and saw a black line deep in the Baizu Abyss, pressing up heavily.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of heavy footsteps and the dull sound of drums and horns shot straight into the sky.
Very good, the aliens from Baizuyuan have also arrived.
The previous worries were all unnecessary. The alien races from all directions were indeed besieging us, and they were more thorough, more numerous, and more crazy than imagined.
“Creak…”
"Master..."
"Goudan" came quickly with seven carriages and a group of frightened and pale old people on the carriages. She went back to the city yesterday to look for food, and she found out before midnight today. Surprisingly, since he started practicing cultivation, he has a strong sense of danger at such a young age.
As a result, just after persuading the old people to come and seek refuge with the master, when they were halfway there, aliens came to kill them from the opposite direction.
It's better not to shout. With this shout, a thousand people from the foreign race in the direction of Linqiu City suddenly flew out, galloped for thirty miles, landed on the ground, and set up their bows to shoot arrows.
“咻咻咻咻……”
The dense arrows, carrying the unique infuriating light of the alien race and the shadow of the "god of death", went straight towards the seven carriages. "Master!"
"Goudan" exclaimed.
Xin Zhuo frowned. He thought he could have a big killing, but so many old trolls came. It was really...
Now that he is here, he naturally has to protect him and take care of him. With a wave, the nine-color zhenqi roared, and the densely shot arrows were shocked by the nine-color zhenqi. They suddenly turned around and returned to the original path, stronger and more violent than before, even with the anxiety of the air.
The thousands of foreigners who were shooting arrows were startled at first, then turned and ran away.
It’s too late!
"Puff puff puff puff..."
"Ahhhhh..."
The arrows penetrated the flesh, screams continued, and the arrows were shot with alien nails. The ground shook with a "boom", and of the more than a thousand people, only less than a hundred escaped, and the rest all died miserably!
The overwhelming foreign race in the direction of Linqiu City suddenly became restless and chaotic.
“Creak, creak…”
Seven carriages finally arrived. A group of old people staggered out of the carriage and knelt down unsteadily: “Saint!”
Everyone was scared to death.
Xin Zhuo waved: "No need to be polite, Xiao Huang will take them to the center of the formation!"
"Xiao Huang" now has Yuanji cultivation, but he is faced with an unknown number of quasi-sages and saints. There is really nothing he can do, so he has to go there with Goudan and seven carriages, and the seven carriages form a circle. , a group of people hiding in the middle.
Xin Zhuo leaned against the stone tablet, glanced at the foreigners on both sides, stretched out his hand, and the gilded halberd flashed out. The handle of the halberd was placed on the ground, and the ground shook loudly.
Facing the endless alien races from both directions, to be honest, the pressure is actually less than before. Before, I had to concentrate on protecting the formation that stretched for four hundred miles. Now I have moved all the broken small formations. The dead bones are behind you. As long as you hold on to this pile, you can sacrifice the soul and seize it!
Hold on!
His eyes became particularly gloomy. He did not hold back, killing, killing endlessly, until he grabbed all the dead bones behind him.
"Boom boom..."
The aliens on both sides finally arrived three miles away.
Looking around, there are more than expected. No matter in the direction of Baizuyuan or the north, it cannot be described with numbers. There are countless ferocious strange birds, beasts, dragons, and birds. Different from the major ethnic groups of the human race, there are even two-headed and colorful ones.
Leaving aside their cultivation and strength, the scale and appearance of these alien races alone are frightening.
“Whoops…”
At this moment, more than a thousand powerful figures shot high into the sky with boundless pressure. They were more than a thousand alien quasi-sages and more than 130 human saints.
Twenty-one people in the realm of human saints!
Xin Zhuo's face changed slightly, this amount was beyond his expectation.
At this moment, Linglong, Lin Xiutian, and Xiuxing, as well as a dozen or so experts from the Human Saint rear realm, approached in mid-air.
“Young Master Zhijiu, Princess Ao Qing, and Duke Shi Tong, we didn’t expect you all to arrive together, faster than we thought, and more people came!”
Lin Xiutian's orchid fingers were straighter than before. He saluted with the etiquette of the Qinglin tribe and pointed at Xin Zhuo below: "That's the person!"
The young master of the Fire tribe, Zhi Jiu, looks like a young master. The face is naturally red, and the human saint has reached the Great Perfection, with only a hint of becoming a great saint.
Ao Qing of the Shui tribe has a slightly blue forehead and pimples. It is difficult to figure out what they are. It is also the Dzogchen state of the human saint.
Shitong of the Tu nationality has the trademark short stature and small eyes of the Tu nationality. He looks a bit wretched, but a pair of Jiutian Mountains and Seas' Thunder Profound Crystal shovels are particularly sharp, and his aura seems to be richer than the two next to him.
The three of them were vaguely the leaders of the alien army. They heard the sound and looked in the direction of Lin Xiutian's finger.
Ao Qing asked in confusion: "This person seems to be an acquired being, with no aura of fake death, and he is only in the human-sage realm. Is he really so powerful? One person blocked ten tribes for more than a year?"
Su Xing sighed and said: "This person is the Hunyuan Saint. He has ten times the nine-color zhenqi of the same realm, the five sacred patterns of sacrifice, and natural divine power. His Fangtian painted halberd has more than one million Jin Zhong seems to be from the witch clan, which is the number one among all clans. I don’t know where he came from.
Furthermore, he practices magic and immortal magic in the holy realm, and his magic is more terrifying than ours!
These are not the key. The key is that this person can master the magical power of teleportation, it is difficult to catch up."
The three people from Shitong, including more than a hundred saints later, looked slightly. Change.
The young master of the Fire Tribe, Zhi Jiu, said: "No matter what, let's surround and kill him first. If more than a hundred people cannot kill this person, he is really the worst in the world...this!"
He didn't say anything. After finishing, I couldn’t help but be surprised, I saw Naxinzhuo below First, he listened carefully to the conversation of a few people, and then rushed into the surrounded alien army without warning. The big halberd opened and closed, and nine colors filled the air. Wherever he passed, alien figures were scattered all over the sky, screams came one after another, and blood was stained red. to the ground.
When a normal person is besieged by countless people, the first thing he thinks of is self-protection. How can he attack first?
Lin Xiutian said angrily: "This person is always like this. He never plays his cards according to common sense. Kill!"
"Whoops..."
More than a hundred foreigners followed the trend and went straight to Xinzhuo to kill him.
(End of this chapter)