Chapter 765 Hey, have you evolved too?
Chu Pingsheng pushed away King Lanling and walked over.
Seeing the pair of black boots in front of him that were stained with a bit of stone chips, the flying general realized what had happened. He quickly wiped his beak covered with dragon blood on the gravel twice, took three steps back, and pretended that it had happened. He looked like he had nothing to do with me, his innocent eyes wide open, his head shaking from time to time, looking sideways at him and the white ape with its teeth bared fiercely.
It seems that it knows very well that the black dragon was given to the white ape by its master, and it is eating it secretly.
Chu Pingsheng was not angry. He took two steps forward and reached out to touch it. The big eagle wanted to retreat, but he glared and said, "Don't move." It was too frightened to retreat.
"Old Xu, is this a horn?"
"Young Master... it should be the yellow horn... no, it's the golden horn."
When Chu Pingsheng met the big eagle, there was a red sarcoma on its head. After using the system reward to enlighten it, the sarcoma was no longer blood red, but became much harder and almost brown in color. He regarded the Evil Emperor's relic as After the inner elixir was transferred to it, the sarcoma became smaller again After a while, the color turned into light brown. He didn't think much about it at the time. To this day, the white ape is eating the lucky black dragon in front, and it is greedy in the back, eating. When he looks again, the shrunken sarcoma has become slim again. , took the form of horns, and the eye color also turned brown.
He bent his fingers and flicked it. It was as hard as a stone.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
The big eagle raised its wings and gave a short cry.
He was worried, so he followed what he had done to the white ape before and injected a stream of true energy into the flying general's body to check its condition.
King Lanling used the Heaven Transformation Qigong method to turn the flesh and blood of the Black Dragon Qi into dragon qi and disperse it into his lungs and skin. A quick check revealed that General Fei's situation was different. No abnormalities were found in his qi after a week of operation. , finally looking at the new horn, I thought, could it be that all the essence of the black dragon is here?
"Master."
Lao Xu walked to his side and pointed at the white bone ice python that was close to the body of the black dragon: "Its condition seems a bit strange."
Chu Pingsheng took a closer look and understood why Lao Xu said this.
I thought that the flying general was eating secretly, but I didn’t expect that the white-bone ice python is not a kind creature. But unlike the white ape and the giant eagle, it is sucking the soul of the black dragon. The core soul of the white-bone ice python is what he raised according to the god of feeding. According to the method in the Ghost Sutra, the spirit object that is sacrificed with the soul of Jinxiulang's colorful python is the same as Dan Ying. When encountering a dragon that is more advanced than it, it is normal to strengthen oneself by eating souls.
Okay, one dragon and three meals.
The second dog is the unluckiest. A high starting point is sometimes not a good thing, and it seems to have been injured the most. On Wudang Mountain, Wang Xiaoping stabbed him with a sword, and here he was bitten by a black tiger. He resisted Xu Fengnian's sword aura. If Longbi was not in the fire unicorn state, protected by scales and flames, he would have suffered serious injuries.
"Sir, no one is here. Do you want to go back to Huishan?"
Lao Xu stood on the stone steps leading to the Demon Slaying Platform and looked down the mountain. He found that except for the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain who fled to the foot of the mountain, there was no one going up. There was a miserable scene in his field of vision. The fragments of the fairy palace collapsed the rock mass and knocked down the mountain peaks. The local dust has not cleared up, and some woods are burning with raging fires, spreading red and black smoke in the sky.
Farther away in the southern plain, Yan Ci King Zhao Bing's 50,000 fine cavalry were killed and wounded in the fields. The battle flags lay horizontally and blood flowed into rivers. The dead people and horse corpses could not be seen at a glance. Some were complete, some were incomplete, and some were kneeling and looking at them. Among the confused bloody people in my hometown, there are generals who have shed all their blood and look unwilling to die, and there are also many abandoned soldiers crawling on the ground dragging their broken legs and hands.
All in all, it was miserable, very miserable.
"Zhao Bing..."
"Zhao Bing is not dead." Chu Pingsheng seemed to have heard his murmur: "Old Xu, do you still remember my promise to the second master of the Lu family in Huting?"
Lao Xu recalled the scene where Lu Xuanlang turned against his brother who was an official in the capital before his death.
"Remember."
"You can't be dishonest in life."
Chu Pingsheng pointed to the north at Bai Yuan: "There are still 20,000 soldiers and horses at the northern foot. I leave it to you and the demon monk. Capture Zhao Bing and his son."
When the white ape heard this, he raised his arms above his head, eager to try.
The flying general fluttered his wings, hovered slightly, and pinched the demon monk's shoulders with a pair of steel claws. The white ape took advantage of the situation and jumped up, stepping on the big eagle, and looked north at the Three Killing Stars.
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The northern foot of Longhu Mountain. Because the gate of the Heavenly Palace opens to the southwest of the Demon-Slaying Platform, Chu Pingsheng unloaded 90% of the nuclear energy inventory of the Zijin Zhanlu Sword and destroyed a corner of the Palace. The falling debris affected the southern foot of Longhu Mountain and the Shejiang River. There was also damage to the northern foot, but not Zhao Zhu ordered people to count the casualties, and the result was 1,800. Compared with the total number of 20,000 troops, it was less than 11, which was indeed not much.
However, Zhao Zhu couldn't be happy. Even if there was only one, it would still be a loss. King Yan Ci had kept a low profile for many years. Why? It's not that Longxing went north, but now Lin Qing came out of thin air, making the Liyang royal family uneasy. First, the king of Jing'an, Zhao Heng and his son, and then the prince of Guangling, Zhao Piao, and the king of Guangling, Zhao Yi, were frightened by the demon monk and went north overnight, fleeing to Taiyang. install.
This series of killings against the royal family forced him and his father to risk their lives. The Four Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain and the ancestors of the Zhao family set up a killing spree, but the final result was this. The Tianmen was destroyed and the Immortal Palace was destroyed. If he had known that he could be pushed down, he would have listened to Nalan Youci's advice and asked the chess pieces inserted into Huishan to try to contact Lin Qing to find a way to save his life.
However, by now, it's too late to regret.
Bang!
Zhao Zhu, who has a clear face and a Confucian general's style, hammered the wooden case hard.
The general who walked in from outside the camp shivered with fright.
"What happened?"
"Mr. Mao has brought the prince here."
When Zhao Zhu heard that his father had come here, he dared not sit still. He stood up and faced outside. At the same time, he was beating a drum in his heart. Zhao Bing led 50,000 soldiers and horses from the south to surround Longhu Mountain. Now that he has abandoned the Chinese army and came north, it can only mean that One problem was that the south suffered heavy losses, and Mao Shulang led King Yan Ci to escape to the north.
Things turned out as he expected. When he saw Zhao Bing, his father, who had always been serious and steady, had disheveled hair and a grimace on his face. The sky swordsman Mao Shulang had a gloomy expression and his body was stained with blood.
"Father..."
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Zhao Bing pointed to the tent and motioned for him to come inside to talk.
Just as the father and son were about to walk in, they heard the high-pitched call of an eagle from the south. A small black dot quickly approached, and soon revealed its true identity - a large black eagle nearly two meters tall.
"Not good!"
At a glance, Mao Shulang saw the sword-carrying monk wearing a blood-stained robe under the eagle's claws. Thinking of the news from Dahuang City, how could he dare to let the eagle continue to move forward? He drew out his saber, shouted loudly, and opened it. The man's sword turned into a mountain-breaking ax and struck at the monster that was about to slaughter the army.
Da Zhuo's momentum is heavy, while Mao Shulang's nature is stable. When the two are combined, the atmosphere is amazing, the flags are so fierce, and the horses and soldiers in front are blown down.
At this moment, the brown-yellow horn that had just formed on the top of the big eagle's head bounced off a bunch of electric light, connected with an arc flash, crackled loudly, and quickly entangled with the surging wind, turning into a wind tornado to meet the mountain axe, Located in the center of the wind tornado is the flashing light of lightning.
The power of wind and thunder is no longer a wind tornado, but a mad tornado.
Mao Shulang felt like he was stuck in a quagmire. Although his sword energy moved forward against the wind, the speed was no longer as fast as before. Lightning struck Da Zhuo one after another, and the light illuminated his fierce face. His hair, robes, arms, and ears were all exposed. Veins popping out all over the body.
roar!
A howl of an ape spread across the fields, and the white light on the back of the eagle flashed, and it jumped up high. The majestic sword energy gathered into a beam, soared into the sky, and flew down with the white figure that quickly became bloated.
Facing the golden-horned eagle with the power of thunder, Mao Shulang still had the confidence to fight, but the white ape who had no martial ethics and besieged him with the eagle exuded a strong aura that was even higher than that of the eagle. , how to fight this battle? Who else on King Yan Ci's side can help him?
No one!
Because there was no one, he could only activate his potential, force his true energy to disperse the crazy tornado, face the white ape's sword, gather all the blood and energy in his body and stand up.
A dazzling white light bloomed, and the soldiers who were paying attention to the battle felt their eyes sting. The knight fell off his horse, and the ordinary soldiers covered their eyes and fell to the ground.
boom!
A heavy object fell, causing the ground to shake, sending up billowing dust, and the shock wave swept away more than a dozen soldiers around him.
Only the masters of level 3 and above were not blinded by the bright light. After a while, they returned to normal. Mao Shulang was seen frozen in the air. After a few breaths, the spurting blood flew forward, holding the ball in his hand. The thick-backed sword cracked from the middle, flew out in two pieces, and turned into a ball of metal fragments, falling to the ground with a crackle.
The three-meter-tall King Lanling raised the peerless sword with the faint light flowing, and swung it diagonally, and a terrifying sword blade passed by. The dozens of people nearby turned on their backs and gathered together, and a cloud of blood mist burst out, and the sword blade was castrated. Unabated, all the way to the northwest, limbs and arms were broken along the way, and the screams continued.
The big eagle also put down the demon monk. The corpse puppet, who had great merits in Buddhism, swung the dragon-patterned sword and cut the surrounding soldiers in half like chopping melons and vegetables.
The white ape's double swords are like the wind, and he fires sword energy frequently. He kills ordinary soldiers like mowing grass. The demon monk cannot do this. However, the endurance is incredible compared to the three little ones. He keeps replenishing all the way, from killing no one to being weak. situation, and is not affected by external changes at all, and his mood is extremely stable.
Seeing the master swordsman Mao Shulang being beheaded by the formation, facing the demon monk who is said to have killed people all the way from Guangling River to Dahuang City, he also saw the giant ape was ten feet tall, with broad shoulders, as fast as wind and fire, and felt oppressive. It was so strong that it made people frightened. Even if Zhao Bing and his son were present, it was difficult to suppress the soldiers' fleeing mood. The mighty army of ten thousand people was chased by an ape and a monk like a lost dog.
(End of chapter)