This rain of arrows was more like a black sandstorm, which made Zhuge Canglan go to the five-pointed and slapped the two.

Zhuge Canglan's facial features were wrinkled by this scene: "It turns out that it is not a soldier that is sprinkled into a soldier, but a soldier that is full of plants and trees..."

How high is the magic cultivation level of Guanshan Wanli? But... he is extremely proficient in the formation of defeated troops and formations.

A general needs to command not one person but thousands of troops. A person's strength is not great at all. For thousands of miles of Guanshan, he wants to command an army to fight, rather than one or two people fighting.

So... he doesn't need to have too profound magic, but he has to master the Qimen Dunjia technique that can help him win the enemy.

Zhuge Canglan sneered, "Is it true that grass and trees are human? OK, then I will burn you to death, burn you to death, burn you to death...

The fire, which had just become smaller, became fierce again under the urging of Zhuge Canglan.

The people who turned into plants and trees were trapped in the sea of ​​fire and the situation was unknown, and the arrows they shot were about to come to them in a flash.

Zhuge Canglan was about to fight hard, but the overwhelming arrows stopped in front of them, just like time was still.

Zhuge Canglan blinked and turned to look at Han Weiyang... He hit the mind and controlled the direction of the arrow...

She cursed in her heart: It's so bad, I finally used it...

The threat of no arrows Zhuge Canglan focused on igniting fires everywhere on the top of the mountain, causing trouble.

The tacit understanding between the two was caused by the desert and the forbidden land. Han Weiyang dealt with the arrows, Zhuge Canglan dealt with the grass and trees without a conversation, and the two divided the labor in an orderly manner.

The still arrows began to slowly turn the arrows, and slowly the arrows were all slanted upwards, aiming at Guanshan for thousands of miles. With Han Weiyang's voice, "Release..."

The black sandstorm shot towards Guanshan Wanli and his six-winged fire dragon.

Zhuge Canglan clenched his fists, and he kept thousands of miles away and let you taste the taste of your own suffering...

Guan Shan Wanli stood on the six-winged fire dragon and looked at the sea of ​​fire below, feeling as if he was cut by a knife. After burning like this, his ten thousand elite soldiers were wiped out, and the evil soldier could not even find his corpse.

He could even call out each of their names. He spent three hundred days a year with them. These soldiers were more like his brothers than their blood relatives.

Now they all died in front of him, the heartache and anger that had been fermenting thousands of miles away from the mountains turned into hatred, and hatred for Zhuge Canglan and Han Weiyang.

They were so cruel that they were even more cruel than his bloodthirsty general who killed countless people.

The dense arrows were about to come in front of you. Guan Shan Wanli squatted down, patted the head of the six-winged fire dragon, and gritted his teeth and said, "Cinnabar let them taste your power, they are not the only ones who can set fire..."

The six-winged fire dragon quickly understood the words of Guanshan Mountain. It waved its wings, turned its direction, and faced the black sandstorm directly on its head.

Then--

A series of fires spewed out with open mouth...

The fire that the six-winged fire dragon sprayed out was very powerful is well known. When the swords were touched by the fire, they instantly turned into ashes, and even the metal arrows turned into liquid.

The fire ball spurted out by the six-winged fire dragon did not extinguish after burning the arrows. Instead, it floated in the air like a cloud.........

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Chapter completed!