Chapter 298: Through clever planning, the envoys of the Four Plagues ascended to the altar of the gods, and God Lu Wen’s tent looked forward to his disciple’s return
But it was said that Lu Yue, the god of plague, saw that the soldiers patrolling the city on the wall of Xiqi Domain were all illusions created by Xiqi Immortal who spread beans to form soldiers.
It is conceivable that all the soldiers and horses in Xiqi City must have been infected with the plague. Death is only a matter of time.
Just in case something changes too late. Lu Yue sent four disciples to attack Xiqi. I hope to capture Nexiqi's civil and military forces in one fell swoop.
Unexpectedly, the Hunyuan Saint Lin Zhu was sitting in Xiqi City. It was assumed that Lu Yue would make a sneak attack, so each sect dispatched disciples to strictly defend.
Zhou Xin, the eldest disciple of God Lu Wen, entered the east gate and met Yang Jian, who had been waiting for a long time.
Zhou Xin took out Pan'er and knocked it towards Yang Jian to lose effect. For a moment, I was very angry.
He took out his long sword and stabbed Yang Jian.
Yang Jian saw that there were soldiers behind Zhou Xin. I am afraid that soldiers will enter the city and hurt the soldiers and civilians of Xiqi. So, I decided to quickly deal with this demon. It's better to kill the scattered soldiers and go to support the other sects.
Seeing Zhou Xin's sword approaching, Yang Jian secretly used Xuan Gong and did not dodge or dodge.
"Dang" a sound of gold and iron clashed, and Zhou Xin stabbed Yang Jian in the chest with his long sword.
"Hey, you didn't hide, but you can't blame Master Dao."
Zhou Xin laughed ferociously and stabbed hard.
"Why should I hide? The one who wants to hide should be you, a demon."
Yang Jian also had a smile on his face. The right hand still holds a two-edged sword. The tip of the knife had already pierced into Zhou Xin's chest.
Yang Jian has eight or nine mysterious skills to protect his body. How can a long sword defeat Xuan Gong?
Zhou Xin was not so lucky. At this time, I felt severe pain in my chest. Looking down, Zhou Xin saw a two-edged knife piercing his chest.
Blood flowed down like rain. "Ouch", Zhou Xintian howled miserably and died.
A little bit of heroic spirit drifts to which god-conferring platform.
Yang Jian held a knife and rushed into the soldiers to kill them randomly. The Roaring Sky Dog also let out a "wow" and pounced forward.
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The south gate is guarded by Princess Longji. Princess Longji is a master of formations. A small phantom formation was set up early, hidden at the south gate.
Li Qi, Lu Wenshen's second disciple, led five hundred troops to attack the south gate. In the south gate, people were seen coming and going, shoulder to shoulder. Seeing the soldiers coming to kill them, they didn't know how to get out of the way.
Li Qi was furious and ordered the sergeant to let go. Unexpectedly, all the common people could not be killed. After killing one wave, there is another wave.
Under the south city gate, there were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
Li Qi stood among the mountains of corpses and just wanted to take a breath. Then he saw Prince Wu Boyikao, Prime Minister Jiang Ziya and his entourage walking towards him, talking and laughing.
Li Qi was overjoyed. Isn't this a great achievement? It was delivered to his door automatically.
Without thinking too much, Li Qi took out a black flag and chanted a spell. Heading towards Boyikao, Jiang Zixiang and others swayed a few times.
When they saw Boyikao and his party, they all fell to the ground, unable to even struggle.
Li Qigang was going to cut off his head so that he could take credit and receive rewards.
I heard a sigh behind me, "He is also a murderous demon with a greed for profit."
After the words fell, Princess Long Ji cut off Li Qi's neck with the long sword in her hand.
It turned out that Li Qi and others entered the illusion formation as soon as they entered the south gate. Whatever you think in your mind will appear in the array.
It seems that it took a long time, and it was only a fleeting thought. Li Qi died and his soul returned to the Qishan Conferred God Platform.
When his soldiers saw that Li Qi was dead, they dispersed and fled out of the south city gate.
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Zhu Tianlin, the third disciple of God Lu Wen, led five hundred soldiers and charged into the west gate. He met a monkey head-on, with a solitary face and bright armor, carrying a stick, standing in the city gate. "Hey, Wu Na Demon Dao, tell me your name. I am Shi Zongheng, I am here specially, waiting for you for a long time."
"Come, come, let's get closer and closer."
After Shi Zongheng finished speaking, he stood the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in the middle of the road. I thought silently in my mind, "Big, big, big...".
The golden cudgel is naturally psychic, and the rod can move at will, changing into shapes thousands of feet long and short, as big as a small mountain.
This scared Zhu Tianlin and other soldiers to death. With such a big stick smashed down, no one else could be found. I'm afraid not all of them will turn into meat pies, no, they will all turn into crumbs.
Therefore, the soldiers behind Zhu Tianlin shouted. Consciously, he fled out of the city.
Zhu Tianlin gritted his teeth, thinking of striking first. With the long sword in his hand, he pointed diagonally at Shi Zongheng several times. In his mouth, he also recited the mantra silently.
When Shi Zongheng saw this, he was a little curious.
"Wuna Yaodao, even if you are handsome by me, it won't be a problem. You have to spread your hands and brace your sword."
"What do you mean by this? Do you worship me, or worship me?"
Zhu Tianlin was also ashamed. He saw that his Taoist skills failed, but he could not figure out the reason.
How do you know this evil way? Shi Zongheng had eaten thousands of pills, cooked the elixirs for thousands of lives, and refined them in the Eight Diagrams Furnace of Xuandu for seventy-seven forty-nine days.
His body was already indestructible, and Shi Zongheng could not be affected by any small plague.
Zhu Tianlin also wanted to escape when he saw that the Taoist technique was ineffective. Unexpectedly, the golden hoop fell straight down, hitting the top of his head.
It's a pity that after thousands of years of hard work, it's just a piece of cake.
A little bit of heroic spirit drifted towards the Conferred God Platform.
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Xiqi North Gate, even if you are not afraid of any day, the earth will not be afraid either. Nezha, the little bully who causes trouble, is here to guard.
Yang Wenhui, Lu Yue's fourth disciple, led his soldiers to fight and saw a very horrifying scene.
He saw Nezha, standing on a hot wheel, holding a fire-pointed spear, with a Huntian silk wrapped around his body, and a Qiankun circle hanging on his arm... staring at him fiercely.
Yang Wenhui plucked up the courage and drank in a stern voice:
"Wuna boy, get out of the way and I can spare your life. Otherwise, your body will turn into powder and your soul will fly away."
"Really?", Nezha said with a smile,
"Here, let me see how you made me fly?"
Seeing this, Yang Wenhui had no choice but to take off his black whip and shake it at Nezha several times. Hopefully, with the help of Taoism, we can capture Nezha.
Who knew that Nezha was the reincarnation of Lingzhu, the incarnation of lotus, and he had a fart soul? What's more, there is wind and fire under your feet. No matter what plague you have, it will be burned away by the fire.
"Interesting, it must hurt when a little whip hits someone, right?"
Nezha stretched out his left hand and grabbed the black whip. The fire-tip spear in his right hand stabbed out smoothly.
There was just a "puff" sound, and the tip of the gun pierced Yang Wenhui's chest.
Yang Wenhui showed an expression of disbelief, looked at his chest, and died.
A little bit of heroic spirit, I went to chase the three senior brothers.
After this night, Xiqi won a great victory. But Lu Yue, the god of plague, is still in the tent, waiting for good news from several disciples.
"Report, report to the National Master, something bad has happened."
The soldiers who had already been defeated rolled and fell on the ground and rushed into the camp.
(End of chapter)