There are many shadow puppets, neat and uniform, like a military formation.

Only they have no faces, but they are faceless people with only four limbs and bodies.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Oil paints splashed onto these whiteboard shadows.

The silk threads broke through the air and fell down, like brushes painted on them carefully.

He has majestic facial features, covered with armor, holding swords, guns, axes and halberds, eighteen weapons, and flags...

Zhuang Ke actually made shadow puppets on the spot, and his technique was very fast.

One hand copied, but the other fingertips burst into silver light, and the slender and white green onion danced like a boneless snake.

Wow!

The shadow puppets of grass-headed gods have just been made, and the next moment, their eyes blinked, as if they had survived, and they jumped from behind the scenes like dumplings and took the stage one after another.

The shadow puppet becomes bigger in the wind, and it will soon turn into a half-man-sized army, with a majestic lineup.

"kill!

The grass-headed God Army had no nonsense and fought with the many hairy monsters in one go.

In the small alley, there was a sudden shout of killing that shook the sky, and thousands of troops were fighting.

Although they are all villains, the formation is so harsh and terrifying.

The snarling dog and the colorful monster are each mixed in the team, like a brave general leading their own troops to fight against each other.

But this scene was clearly seen by a pair of faint eyes.

The bystander is clear.

The situation on the field was mixed, but it was clear to him.

A true gentleman who can watch chess without saying anything.

But what if this chess watcher enters the field to play chess in person?

Of course, the fog of war was completely unveiled, and the picture was opened.

Wow!

The newly made grass-headed god shadow puppet is still jumping down in a steady stream, and the formation behind the Xiaotian Dog is growing like a snowball.

At some point, Zhuang Ke was behind the scenes, and his ten fingers were dancing into a ball, dazzled.

But there were shouts of killing on the stage that shook the sky.

The grass-headed god army took the vanguard of the sky as the vanguard, and the heavenly girl scattered flowers, but was carefully connected.

Although Erlang Shen, the chief general, did not show any trace, he commanded the horse and made a formation move, and he was in the game of big chess.

The colorful hair-headed monsters were running around, like the tens of thousands of monkey soldiers and generals in Huaguo Mountain, with fierce faces and ferocious ferociousness, and even hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals were difficult to take down.

But at this time, they fell into this army of grass-headed gods and were immediately divided and dragged into the quagmire of war.

Erlang Shen is the God of War in the Three Realms. Not only is he unparalleled in single combat power, but he is also an unparalleled general.

Yang Erlang, Xiaotian Dog, and Meishan brothers once traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains, five lakes and four major gods, and wiped out and subdued the demons, monsters, lonely ghosts, evil cultivators, etc. who were originally gathered in the mountains and forests in various places and committed evil deeds. They brought the powerful mana to their command, bypassed the Heavenly Court and directly organized into an army, stationed at Guanjiangkou. Because they did not receive the imperial edict from the Heavenly Court, they were called "grass-headed god".

Although there are only 1,200 grass-headed gods, they are all the best among the demons in the world. They all have extraordinary magical powers and vast magical powers. Once they are dispatched, they will be invincible and will become famous in the three realms.

The battle of Huaguo Mountain defeated the Monkey Army, the battle of Bibotan in the Sai Kingdom, and even attacked the Dragon Palace and captured the Nine-headed insects...

At this time, Zhuang Ke took the spirit of this myth and played a deeper role.

For a moment, he transformed into Erlang Zhenjun, with subtle exercises, driving his troops to subdue demons and demons.

Small teams cut the army of monsters into small pieces like accurate scalpels, eroding them little by little.

Although the Grass Head God is made temporarily, it is just the most ordinary shadow puppet. It requires Zhuang Ke, a shadow puppet maker, to exert its power, but it is enough to deal with these monsters.

kill!

Eighteen weapons danced into the afterimage,

Puff puff puff...

One by one, the monsters were beaten into a fog and dissipated.

However, the colorful hair monster was still powerful. The colorful hairs were swept out, and from time to time, the grass-headed god was broken in the waist and returned to its original form.

"Kill!" Zhuang Ke pinched his fingers and issued an order. The grass-headed gods rushed forward without fear of death.

The army is in a strict formation, advance and retreat naturally, and the essence of the volcano is combined with the military strategy.

Then I saw that...

The Caotou Army was in a mighty way, and it had already turned against the enemy and surrounded the colorful monsters from all directions.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The marsole, iron chain, meteor hammer... all kinds of long rope weapons were thrown over, tied up the colorful hair monsters, and used their strength together, and they could not move immediately.

The colorful monster still has to struggle!

roar!

A low growl.

Zhuang Ke lets the dog go again,

The sharp light from the Xiaotian dog's eyes shot out three feet away, breaking through the sky invisibly and capturing the soul.

The colorful monster has dizzy pupils.

It was this stupid skill.

Click!

The sound of spine shattering.

Xiaotian Dog opened her mouth to the limit and bit her neck tightly.

The Caimao Monster struggled for a few times, but then he never moved again and completely lost his breath.

Is it finally done?

Zhuang Ke let out a sigh of relief.

Facing a Taoist magical thing, even if it is him, the pressure is extremely huge.

Although he is hiding behind the scenes, he can be worried.

But the shadow puppet monster is closely related to it. If the Shaketian Dog is left behind by this colorful hair monster, I wonder how backlash it will suffer?

This Jin Wuming is a ready-made example.

When the five subordinates were killed, the spiritual balance in his body was broken and immediately transformed!

"Huh?" Just as Zhuang Ke was glad, his eyes were accidentally swept away, and his heart became vigilant.

Although the colorful hair monster lost its breath, it still had no movement.

But if the monk himself dies, his strange spirituality will be immortal, and after returning to silence, it will condense into a secret recipe again.

Why hasn't this secret recipe of Jin Wuming been revealed yet?

No, he is not dead!

Zhuang Ke's fingers slightly hooked, and the bound silk thread suddenly tightened, and the colorful hair monster was strangled into a ball of fur, with no physical substance inside.

"Cough cough cough..." A strange cough sounded, feeling weak and empty.

At the exit of the alley, Jin Wuming covered his lips and walked back with a pale face.

Although she was wearing only one shorts and naked upper body, her breath was weak, she was no longer in a crazy and weird state.

His whole body had strangely recovered his mind from the Taoist transformation.

The cicada escapes?

Corpse dismemberment?

Li Dai Taoshou?

...

Xiaotian dog roared lowly, and Zhuang Ke's mind changed rapidly, guessing the reason behind this.

"What is Erlang Zhenjun? It turns out that you are just a ninth-grade cultivator. I was deceived by you!" Jin Wuming gritted his teeth, and hated his ugly appearance just now!

The memory of Daohua just now is still there. Although Erlang Zhenjun's methods are quite amazing, they are not much better than himself, only in a slight slightest.

He didn't understand that he was shocked by a ninth-grade monk, and even made various flattering behaviors.

If it spreads, his reputation in the world will be completely ruined in the future.

The only way to eliminate humiliation is to kill the Lord Erlang.

At that time, naturally, there will be no one to know.
To be continued...