Chapter 1083 1083: Confusion of Civil and Military Affairs (Twelve) [Two in One]
Jimo Cong’s eyesight turned cold.
Wei Cheng's plan can be seen at a glance.
I sighed in my heart, and my expression became more fierce and determined, cutting off the unnecessary softness and hesitation, and gave the final notice in a cold voice: "Wei Yucheng, you are stubborn and stubborn, and I can only help you!"
Of course it is not allowed for him to continue killing.
Jimo Cong knew this, and Wei Cheng knew it even more.
He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, wantonly and arrogantly, his voice rising louder than the previous one, like a magic sound piercing his soul. The soldiers of the two countries and three armies were affected to varying degrees regardless of whether they were the enemy or ourselves. They could feel Wei Cheng's resentment at this moment firsthand. The one with a slightly weaker will still burst into tears under such a bone-shattering emotion: "Stubborn? Hahahahaha, I thought that Wei Cheng, who was fighting in the north and south, got such an evaluation. Jimo Miaoming, you claim to be a bullshit Fang Wai He should go away and become your high priest!"
Rather than crusade against him under ridiculous banners.
God, God’s subordinate!
How proud! How ridiculous!
There was even a tearing sound in Wei Cheng's last sentence, but Jimo Cong was still unmoved by it. Countless blood threads gathered by divine power gathered a huge ball of light at the top of the wooden staff in just a few breaths, and the pitted battlefield gave off a faint light. If you look down from the sky, you will find that these rays of light follow a certain pattern and path and quickly converge to form a gorgeous and mysterious pattern.
These patterns and textures are consistent with the dark patterns on the high priest's attire.
Qian Yong's tight heartstrings finally relaxed. When he let out the turbid breath he had been holding in for a long time, he was surprised to find that his forehead was covered with sweat and his underwear was sticking tightly to his skin. Judging from the current situation, Wei Cheng seems to be restrained by this woman named Jimo Cong, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to turn around. But a new doubt also emerged: "Wei Yucheng is also a 20th-level Chehou after all, so he should have a trump card, right?"
Kang Shi rolled his eyes obscenely: "Don't be a crow's mouth."
Qian Yong choked and became furious.
How could Kang Jishou have the nerve to speak ill of others?
Gong Shuwu, who has always kept a low profile, has some clues: "Wei Yucheng's biggest advantage is that he is not afraid of pain. As long as his life energy is not exhausted or his soul is severely bruised, he is close to the best at the same level. Invincible existence. However, this is also his biggest disadvantage! Without the barrier of the physical body, even if his strength reaches the level of twenty-level Chehou, his soul will always be exposed. "
In layman's terms, the body is equivalent to the body. The armor of the soul. With this layer of armor, the Yin attribute resistance is +99, the Yang attribute resistance is +99, and other attributes are increased by 55 each. Without the body and the resistance bonus, these two powers hit the soul directly, and any level A can produce a critical hit. Not to mention that Jimo Cong also tricked Weicheng and caused a big problem from the inside out.
Shen Tang worriedly said: "So, even half a step?"
Won't you be killed if you encounter attribute restraint?
Gong Shuwu did not panic: "As long as the luck is not too bad."
Martial warriors rarely pursue martial attributes, but generally pursue skills, speed, reaction, speech, warrior intention and construction. Wudanwudian. Except for a few weirdos, the martial arts attributes they cultivated all take into account the seven types of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and yin and yang. The difference lies in the different proportions. Gong Shuwu was like this before he was alive. He was forced to take the extreme route after he turned into bones.
Gong Shuwu added another sentence silently in his heart.
[Or don’t meet someone like my nephew Yunchi...] A brave warrior who has reached a certain level can extract a certain single attribute from his martial energy in a short period of time. Gong Shuwu used the warrior's intention to fight Gong Cheng for the first time, and this was the move that Gong Cheng almost killed him with.
If Shaochong had not saved him in time, he would have died a second time.
Shen Tang almost got PTSD when he heard the word "luck".
While my scalp was numb, I secretly made up my mind.
To be on the safe side, Kang Jishou was determined not to let Kang Shi and Gong Shuwu cooperate before he perfected his deceptive way of being a scribe!
Absolutely! cannot!
Kang Shi felt that the back of his neck felt cold and hairy for no reason.
Although Wu Xian didn't know much about these side secrets, he could tell that Wei Cheng's situation was not good. Ever since the woman named Jimo Cong flew out of Weicheng's chest, Wei Cheng seemed to have lost his ability to resist. He was so anxious that veins popped up on his forehead and his face flushed. He wanted to get up and do something several times. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the calm Imperial Master, and the raging anxiety was calmed down again.
Until he couldn't sit still anymore.
"National Preceptor, how to solve the current situation?"
The trapped general is the nephew of the Imperial Preceptor and the leader of the Eternal Life Sect. I don’t believe that the Imperial Preceptor can really sit still. This is too heavy. Stop being angry. Wu Xian lowered his face and urged the Imperial Master again and again. Unexpectedly, the Imperial Master only glanced at him lightly, with no emotion in his eyes.
The rest of Wu Xian’s words were blocked.
He could only hide his embarrassment with a smile.
In two or three sentences, Jimo Cong's formation has taken shape, but there is no joy on her face. On the other hand, the trapped Wei Cheng is laughing wildly, and the weak flames in his eyes cannot make him restrain: "Jimo Miao Ming, it seems, destiny This time you are on my side, the god you believe in has not blessed you, you lose!"
After the words fell, the ground began to collapse with Wei City as the center, and the huge pit continued to expand outwards. Soon they approached the vanguard camps of the two armies. Shen Tang and others had already given orders to retreat, and even if the incident occurred suddenly, there was no panic, let alone a stampede. On the other hand, Gao Guo's side was a little worse. There were about a dozen unlucky people who stepped on the ground and fell into the pit before they had time to react.
If Wen and Wu had not been upside down, the accident and height would not have killed anyone, and they would have been rescued before they even landed. However, after being knocked upside down, the response would always be a beat or two slower: "Quick, save people!"
Before he started to rescue, he heard frightened screams coming from the bottom of the pit.
The screams lasted for a breath and then stopped abruptly.
Starting from the first scream, other screams rang out one after another, with high-pitched and harsh tones that made people's hair stand on end. After the screams appeared, the soldiers near the pit also smelled the strong smell of blood! There seems to be something at the bottom of the pit!
Seeing this, Shen Tang was shocked.
He glanced at Gong Shuwu and said, "Are you sure?"
"The air of death at the bottom of the pit is very heavy! There are a lot of 'people'! I can only be sure about five to five. The last general can only say that we will try our best to communicate." When Gong Shuwu said this, the flames in his eyes were visible to the naked eye. This change was not caused by him, but because of the astonishingly strong death energy in this place! Death air is to life fire, just like oxygen is to flame, this thing is a combustion aid!
Shen Tang took a deep breath: "Just do your best."
Ginger is still spicy with age.
Compared with Weicheng, Gong Shuwu is still too young.
As the collapse came to an end and the dust gradually dispersed, everyone could clearly see how big the pit was - it accounted for almost one-tenth of the entire battlefield! The pit was visually estimated to be more than twenty feet long, with an upside-down semicircular light gray barrier in the center.
There is a golden halo flowing above the barrier from time to time.
These golden threads are actually flowing secret patterns!
My eyesight is good enough, and I can even see through the mist the countless black shadows moving below, and I can vaguely hear the movement of the fighting and iron horses. Hundreds of bones can be seen in the cross section of the soil layer in Dakeng! I dare not think about how many corpses there are under this land.
Wei Cheng, Jimo Cong and Jimo Qiu did not fall.
They float above the formation.
Wei Cheng was wrapped in a cocoon by countless special attribute silk threads ejected by the formation, unable to move. The cocoon started from his feet and spread upwards, covering his chest in the blink of an eye. Jimo Qiu looked at Wei Cheng, and then at the completely destroyed seal under the formation.
I don’t know if it counts as a profit or a loss this time.
Jimo Cong said: "Last time I came, there were not so many people."
"Did the ancestors place the seal?"
"No, I just followed the instructions to strengthen it. Twice, the resentment of these corpses below was too heavy, only You can rely on time to slowly eliminate the resentment, but if you don't seal it, it will easily lead to trouble. Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years have passed, and the resentment has not diminished but has become heavier..." Jimo Cong's carefulness also guessed the reason, which is nothing more than what kind of forces are fighting here again. , leaving behind and burying tens of thousands of bodies.
Built another mass grave on top of the mass grave.
It’s strange that the resentment can be reduced. Jimo Qiu also felt that it was difficult, so he could only ask the more experienced Jimo Cong for advice: "Senior, please give me some advice and give me some pointers."
Jimo Cong looked at the young man in front of him who was very similar to himself. The other person still has a bloodline connection with her, and he is probably a descendant of unknown generations. She opened her mouth, a hint of embarrassment appearing on her cold face. As a senior, she has the obligation to clear obstacles for the younger generation. Even if she cannot help, she cannot help: "I feel ashamed to say that I really can't help with this matter."
Jimo Qiu: "..."
< br>Jimo Cong said: "I don't like killing."
The subtext is that she doesn't care about the fight between the two forces below, and the mess caused by it is not under her control as a person who has been dead for more than a hundred years. He is only responsible for taking care of Weicheng. Trouble outside Wei City? Whoever caused it should solve it, so don't bother her.
Jimo Qiu strangely understood what she meant.
But just when Jimo Cong was thinking that his mission was accomplished and he could ascend to heaven with peace of mind, the younger generation raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Kangguo army.
Jimo Cong was puzzled and could only guess.
“Is it the secular force that you came to assist?”
"Yes."
"This is against the family motto, but I am already deceased and have no control over the affairs of you children, so I will not reprimand Jimo Qiu." Jimo Qiu was not scolded on the spot. Is she being polite? No, she ran out of time, "You, just take care of yourself..."
Jimo Qiu: "It is the power of His Highness."
Jimo Cong's head was stuck for a moment: "His Highness's ?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Jimo Cong: "..."
Let her think about who among the Gongxi clan can be called the high priest or his highness. Jimo Qiu also reminded: "The ancestors were trapped in the belly of Wei City Didn’t you already know the news of His Majesty’s death during those days of hard work? Have you…forgot?”
If the “god” hadn’t woken up unexpectedly, those who absorbed the divine blood would have lived a happy life, hiding underground to control the situation. How could the inner society of the Society of Gods be easily restricted? Even the physical body is becoming more and more like a tree?
Jimo Cong: "..."
If she hadn't been a soul, I would be breaking out in a cold sweat right now: "I have been staring at Wei Yucheng for more than a hundred years, basically just following him. After this guy got along, there were more toys from the Council of Gods..."
Her life is extremely simple.
Meditate, stalk, and beat the soul of the inner society.
Simple and crude, the brain that I am so proud of is hard to use.
This is the same as not playing chess with bad chess players every day. If you play too much, your chess skills will plummet.
Jimo Cong looked at the completely destroyed formation below.
His mood was even worse than when Wei Cheng was out of control.
Looking down at his almost transparent soul body again, there was really nothing he could do to help him this time. However, she is still reliable. Before leaving, she gave Jimo Qiu a small chance and taught him a forbidden sealing technique: "If it is really difficult to seal the water, you will die."
As long as you are willing to risk your life, no seal can be removed. of demons and monsters.
A typical example is Weicheng.
Jimo Qiu opened his mouth, his pupils shaking.
He seemed to want to ask his ancestors if he was joking with him.
Jimo Cong is certainly not joking. As someone who has received orthodox high priest education since she was a child, death has never been the end of life in her concept. Sacrifice is just to take off this heavy body. I believe Jimo Qiu will also have this realization.
She took one last look at the world.
“I hope you can tell me good news next time we meet.”
After that, the remaining soul was put into the formation that was about to be closed, forming the last part, the giant copper lock pattern. As soon as they closed together, Wei Cheng's roar was gradually swallowed up: "... Jimo Miaoming, how many more years can you stop me this time?"
The effect of this seal is far less than that of Jimo Cong at his peak.
Wei Cheng could only serve a few years in prison before being released.
If someone is coordinating from the outside, he will escape from jail faster.
What's more, more brutal killings will erupt in this land. Corpses, blood, and resentment, these things will only become nourishment for him and help him break through the bottleneck of strength. When he comes out of the mountain again, who can stop him? Before the formation completely sank to the bottom, Wei Cheng's words could still be vaguely heard: "You will regret it..."
As Wei Cheng disappeared, Wu Xian was completely numb.
He thought that his teammate was super powerful and wanted to make a big one. Unexpectedly, he ended up pulling a big one, and the other teammate was indifferent to it. Wu Xian thought that the imperial master had some amazing tricks up his sleeve. The war situation took a turn for the worse, and he had no time to think about the conspiracy behind the national master's abnormal behavior. The reality did not give him a chance to remain calm and numb.
At the bottom of the pit...
Something is trying to crawl out!
One, two, three, four...
All of them are bones!
Some of the bones were missing arms and legs, and their movements were slow and stiff. However, as they climbed up, they became faster and more flexible to the naked eye. The broken armor they wore was also frantically absorbing death energy, and was repaired bit by bit to the way they were before they were alive. In the last few feet, he climbed onto the wall and used his strength to leap to the edge of the pit! In the blink of an eye, the number went from dozens, hundreds, thousands to thousands...
Wu Xian and Shen Tang noticed something was wrong at the same time.
“These...are not the soldiers and horses of the Wu Kingdom summoned by Wei Cheng?”
Use all your strength to break the seal, awaken the heroes of the Wu Kingdom who are sleeping here, and unite with the soldiers and horses of the Gao Kingdom to trap and kill Kang Guo here. This is Wei Cheng's plan. Why do half of the dead soldiers of the Wu Kingdom form a formation to face their own side, and the other half form a formation to target the Gao Kingdom?
Shouldn’t they help Gao Guo?
Wu Xian was horrified: "What do you mean?"
He asked the imperial master loudly.
The Imperial Master folded his hands in his sleeves and chuckled under the gaze of countless pairs of frightened eyes: "At this time, the Lord Wu still asks this question, which really makes me sympathize. Do you really have such a thing as a brain?"< br>
My brain is even emptyer than that of his good nephew.
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