Chapter 219 The Fall of the Monk

"Mist Python Flag, go!"

With Zhao Qingshan's control, a large amount of mist poured out from the fog python flag, turning into more than ten dense pythons composed entirely of mist, spreading towards the entire battlefield.

Looking from a distance, strips of gray-white mist spread across the battlefield, constantly eroding the entire battlefield.

Hundreds of thousands of navy and rebels who were fighting were all enveloped.

Zhao Qingshan sat cross-legged, extremely focused, and began to control the Mist Python Flag.

Under his control, the mist pythons turned into giant pythons that preyed on people. They opened their fangs at the naval soldiers on the warship and bit them in half.

"Ah!"

"Monsters! There are monsters!"

"It's not a monster! It's a monk...!"

"Get away...!"

Screams continued to sound. With the addition of the monk Zhao Qingshan, the morale of the Tuoba family rebels increased greatly and they soon stabilized.

On the other hand, when facing these strange pythons composed of mist, the imperial army's muskets had no effect at all and could only keep dodging.

Fog pythons were wandering around, constantly looking for opportunities to kill Dayu's navy on the warship.

Moreover, Zhao Qingshan also specifically looks for naval officers, whether they are commanders, captains, captains or generals.

As long as you are targeted by him and your martial arts strength is not at the innate level, you will not be able to escape his attack.

Even a master-level warrior could not last long under the attack of his mist python.

On the mortal battlefield, the presence of monks is undoubtedly a destructive weapon, a completely dimensionally reducing blow.

"Qingshan, focus on finding the location of the Dayu Navy command ship."

Tuoba Qingtong glanced at the surrounding fog and ordered.

"Don't worry, brother. Although I can only control the Mist Python Flag for a quarter of an hour, it is too easy to find a mortal."

Zhao Qingshan agreed and made the seal with his hands again.

Amid the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the dozen or so huge mist pythons suddenly dispersed and turned into a dense mass of more than a dozen tiny mist pythons, which began to surge in all directions, searching for something.

Tuoba Qingtong was also sitting cross-legged around Zhao Qingshan, with a green flying sword floating in front of him, also waiting.

There were also more than ten warriors guarding the two of them, carefully observing the surrounding situation.

Deep in the naval camp, Meng Guang relied on the help of telescopes and watchtowers to constantly dispatch troops and generals to surround and kill the Tuoba family rebels around them.

"General."

Tan Yunlong said strangely: "The commander of the Tuoba family this time is really not Tuoba Jiang. This is too chaotic. It is a completely lifeless play."

Meng Guang nodded and said: "It seems that the person commanding the Tuoba family rebels this time should be one of the two Tuoba family monks."

"Allowing them to direct the naval war is really... suicidal!"

Tan Yunlong smiled and said: "Isn't this our opportunity..."

"Huh? What a heavy fog!"

"That monk took action!"

Meng Guang frowned and said, "Brother Bai, can you take action now and kill those two monks?"

Bai Feihu on the side shook his head and said: "No."

"Master Ma said when he handed me the treasure, it would be best to approach the monk a thousand meters away."

"Now we don't even know where the monk is, how can we use that treasure?"

"I see...what a pity!"

Meng Guang was filled with bitterness. With the monks joining in, this battle would undoubtedly be more difficult for them.

Sure enough.

The appearance of more than ten giant cloud pythons suddenly tipped the balance of war.

A large number of soldiers were killed, and several warships were overturned.

The entire Yunmengze Lake was dyed blood red.

At this moment, the dozen or so giant cloud pythons that were wreaking havoc on the battlefield suddenly dispersed and turned into densely packed hundreds of tiny cloud snakes, spreading in all directions and wandering around the battlefield.

This time, these little cloud snakes did not attack the surrounding soldiers. Instead, they swam among all the large warships, as if they were looking for something.

Through the telescope, Meng Guang soon discovered this strange phenomenon.

"What is this monk doing? Why doesn't he kill people, but controls these clouds..."

Suddenly, a small cloud snake swam onto his ship. It just passed by and then suddenly paused, then turned back and rushed towards their ship.

"Protect the general!"

There were loud shouts, and several soldiers suddenly stood in front of Meng Guang.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang...!"

The little snake hit everyone at once, but it did not show any killing intent. Instead, it turned into a cloud and dissipated.

"This is..."

Several people looked at each other, only Meng Guang seemed to have thought of something.

"This little snake... seems to be looking for someone?"

"Could it be that...you are looking for me?!"

"Found it!"

On the Tuoba family ship in the distance, Zhao Qingshan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Brother Qingtong, we found it."

"In that direction!"

Zhao Qingshan pointed to the three o'clock direction and said quickly: "About 1,300 meters away, there is a triangular flag with a green background and a red wall and a red flag."

"There are a large number of pro-military guards up there, and one of them is the portrait of Meng Guang passed down from the clan."

"Leave it to me!"

Tuoba Qingtong whispered, slapped the deck with one palm, and his whole body immediately rose into the sky.

The blue flying sword shined brightly, making Tuoba Qingtong look like an immortal as he quickly flew towards the center of the battlefield.

He stretched out his hand and waved, and the blue protective shield immediately protected himself.

A large number of bullets and arrows shot out towards Tuoba Qingtong, but they were all blocked by the protective shield that enveloped him like water waves.

"Immortal!"

"There are immortals!"

"Shoot!"

Countless screams rang out. A large number of naval soldiers had already known that there was an immortal among the rebels, so when they discovered Tuoba Qingtong, they all shot at him, trying to kill him. Unfortunately, their attacks had no effect on Tuoba Qingtong.

Tuoba Qingtong quickly passed by dozens of battleships that were still burning with fire, and passed by thousands of soldiers and rebels who were fighting selflessly.

The men and horses on both sides did not hold back at all, and their swords were bloody.

Tuoba Qingtong flew past, causing a lot of strong winds and water waves.

"Meng Guang!"

Tuoba Qingtong secretly shouted, stepped on the flying sword, his eyes were full of fierceness.

On the battleship, Meng Guang and others looked at Tuoba Qingtong floating in mid-air in shock. Only then did he react.

This Tuoba Qingtong is actually coming towards me!

"Death!"

The flying sword turned sharply and slashed towards Meng Guang almost instantly.

"General!"

"Brother!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The flying sword slashed down, and almost the entire battleship was cut in half.

Many soldiers standing on the deck fell into the water one after another, and even the water was dyed red.

"Huh? Are you dead?"

Tuoba Qingtong stretched out his hand, and the flying sword flew back to spin around him, looking at the chaotic lake.

The huge warship had been cut in half, gradually tilted, and was submerged by a large amount of lake water.

Tuoba Qingtong glanced around and quickly discovered something.

Meng Guang was actually not dead yet. He was grabbed by two soldiers and swam behind him quickly.

But his whole body was covered in blood, and he was obviously seriously injured.

It seems that when the flying sword was struck down just now, the soldiers beside him sacrificed their lives to save his life.

"Want to run?"

"It's not that easy..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he touched the lake surface again, and the flying sword's light surged, and it shot towards the lake surface again.

But at this moment, his mind suddenly moved, and he suddenly noticed something in the corner of his eye.

On the half of the battleship that was tilting into the sea, a young man leaned on the mast and worked hard to open a wooden box with both hands.

At the same time, he crushed an emerald jade bottle, and a drop of sticky blood fell into the wooden box.

On the chaotic battlefield, a whispering spell came from his mouth.

"吐悂蟟櫫狠counter粛!"

"Buzz buzz..."

As soon as the spell fell, a bloody ray of light suddenly flew out of the wooden box, drawing a tiny bloody thread in the air.

Bai Feihu's mind changed rapidly and he subconsciously pointed at Tuoba Qingtong in mid-air: "Kill him!"

"Buzz buzz...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin line of blood drew a line of blood in the air and shot toward Tuoba Qingtong at an extremely fast speed.

"What the hell...!"

At this moment, Tuoba Qingtong was so frightened that he subconsciously waved his hand, and the flying sword that had been shot towards the lake immediately turned back, trying to stop the bloody thread.

But...it's too late!

The bloody thread shot in front of him at a speed that he could not detect with his naked eyes.

The Yunmeng Water Shield inherited from his family only blocked the bloody thread for a moment, and then it penetrated with a 'pop' sound and bit his neck viciously.

"Poof!"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Tuoba Qingtong was shaken all over and subconsciously covered his neck.

However, sticky blood and bone residue had spurted out from the mouth, nose and fingers.

The bloody thread also penetrated his neck in an instant and continued to circle behind his back.

"How, how is it possible...!"

He tried his best to turn around, only to see a bloody spirit insect the size of a finger, shaped like a spider, but with three pairs of wings on its back.

Immediately, his whole body went limp and he fell directly from mid-air.

"Poof!"

The first one to fall was the flying sword in mid-air, and in the end, he himself was hit hard into the water.

Only then did Bai Feihu react. While breathing heavily, he quickly shouted: "Quickly, quickly retrieve the monk's flying sword and body."

"Quick!"

"Brother Qingtong has fallen?!"

On the periphery of the battlefield, Zhao Qingshan, who was controlling the Mist Python Flag, was very busy.

He subconsciously looked towards the center of the battlefield, but could see nothing clearly, only the chaotic battlefield and the flames soaring into the sky.

"Damn...!"

He stood up suddenly and put away the fog python flag with a wave of his hand.

Then he spread out his body without hesitation, stepped on the fog python flag and flew towards the south at high speed.

His cultivation level is not as good as Tuoba Qingtong. Tuoba Qingtong has already fallen. What use is there for him to stay here?

Not long after he left, a bloody thread flew here in an instant. After carefully circling it for several times, nothing was found.

"Buzz buzz..."

Blood Moon Gu let out a series of buzzing sounds, then turned around and headed towards the Tuoba family rebel warship.

It's not easy to be released once, but you have to eat some blood food.

With the death of Tuoba Qingtong and Zhao Qingshan's hasty escape, the entire Yunmengze battle has finally come to an end!

Three days later, in the northern part of Yunmengze, countless white and soaked corpses were floating all over a thousand-mile radius, and thick blood mixed with the lake water continued to float.

Countless fish rushed towards this side and devoured these corpses.

The fish creatures under the entire Yunmeng Lake had several full meals.

The Blood Moon Gu also drew a line of blood from the sky and flew far away towards the capital.

(End of chapter)