Maruo's eyes widened in shock. He stretched out his hand, and the Xuanhua ax that had fallen to the ground tremblingly flew towards him.
He held the giant ax in his palm, his arms were sore and his fingers were weak, so he couldn't lift it up for a while.
The energy in his whole body was like frozen ice. Under the rustling sound, even his energy and blood were silent.
The black-faced man rolled around lazily. He rolled around a few times until he was several feet away, and then he dared to calm down and look at the things in front of him.
Several pieces of jade as big as a human head were scattered, and the crystal fragments were scattered all over the floor. Maro pinched them hard with trembling hands, and the corners of his eyes turned red.
He slowly raised his head. On the highest eaves of the village, the bronze chicken had been cut in half.
The formation was broken...
Maro knelt on the ground and lowered his head. He made two gurgling sounds in his throat, which sounded like phlegm.
The dark-faced man slowly covered his face with his hands, and a sound that sounded like crying and laughing came from under his big palms.
The ugly bald boy shook his bald head with a look of sadness on his face. He looked at the sobbing Maro with compassion on his face.
Since running away from marriage, he has seen such human tragedy more than once.
Everyone regarded Beiwei's attempt to recruit demons from all over the world as an act of treason and madness.
But in the land of Beiwei, weirder and crazier things have already happened.
The ugly bald boy glanced at the abyss-like mouth and felt timid. He unconsciously grabbed the sleeves of Baizhu's robe and shrank behind him.
"Get out of here, don't grab me!"
Baizhu was pulled tightly, and he turned around and shouted unceremoniously.
"Master! I'm so scared!"
"Don't you dare call yourself Xiao Bur again." Bai Shu smiled, patted Xuan Kong's head kindly, and said warmly:
"When we reach the Dazheng border army, sir, I will be the first to cut down your flag in sacrifice."
"Oh." Xuan Kong nodded as if he understood, the flesh of his cheeks puckered in one place, swaying like ripples like ocean waves.
"Xiao Mi understands, Xiao Mi doesn't say that anymore." He spoke sincerely, a few strands of bald hair fluttering in the wind.
The corners of Bai Shu's eyes twitched fiercely. He remained silent and just patted Xuan Kong on the head again.
"This is what you said."
He pointed at the giant mouth and asked with a smile:
"Are there many such things?"
Xuan Kong is an earth-walking rat, and he possesses the great magical power of earth-walking. The top and bottom of the ground here have also been explored by this earth rat.
Bai Shu originally wanted to join the army and join the Grand Governor, but on the way, he accidentally heard Xuan Kong mention it.
According to what Fat Boy said, as the war between Zheng and Wei began, not only humans, demons, but also living corpses ended up.
There are even weirder and more horrifying things on this side of Beiwei.
Three days ago, he was just about to move his nest and gnaw the bark of other trees, but he never thought that he would encounter that scene.
Countless people wearing white linen robes, with three big flags behind them, walked onto the battlefield one after another.
Their steps were stiff, and their skin was not as soft as ordinary people's. It had a cold steely aura. Everyone's steps were in unison, just like puppets.
As soon as the battle started, the man in the white linen robe took out the purple pill from his sleeve and threw it towards Dazheng, making it look like falling rain.
Xuankong thought this was some long-lost art of spreading beans and forming an army, relying on the ground to perform tricks. This country rat was also unscrupulous and simply watched it with interest.
But he didn't expect that he would see something like that.
Purple pills grow long in the wind, and in an instant, strange things appear in the world.
They may be as tall as a mountain, or as small as a mosquito or a fly, and their bodies may be all kinds of strange and varied.
Tentacles dancing wildly, mountains of flesh covered with eyeballs, creatures that look like dark sea water, loose structures of twisted pieces of meat, tall ancient trees carved with human faces, screaming red fire pillars and fireballs.
Countless spheres of light gather into a shape, which is like the deep and vast starry sky, carrying the ancient atmosphere of ancient times; a huge flying octopus with twelve wings, as high as the sky, its tentacles swaying like dense seaweed; burning with fire.
A dry and thin shadow. When it stood up, even the sunlight was blocked...
As soon as these creatures appeared, Dazheng and his party instantly fell into frenzy!
Low murmurs that could overwhelm the soul, madness echoed throughout the battlefield, and an indescribable ominous aura eroded the entire world.
Cold...dark...
That is the most abominable and evil curse, the disgusting feeling is tearing the scalp, and all the beautiful things in reason are ground into powder little by little, never to be seen again.
What's left is only madness, endless madness...
After they appeared, Dazheng's side was instantly defeated!
The soldiers died like wheat, the battle formation was overwhelmed, and some monks flew high into the sky in anger, only to be swallowed into the mouth instantly by the octopus with twelve wings using its tentacles, just like a frog preying on a rice borer.
Not only Dazheng, but also Beiwei suffered many casualties.
Some of those crazy and evil creatures in the middle of the road actually broke free from the shackles of the man in the white linen robe.
No longer restrained, they launched an indiscriminate killing spree on both sides of the battlefield.
Although most of the people in white linen robes were once again included in the purple pill and sealed again, it was inevitable that some fish would still slip through the net.
They wandered across the countryside, devouring flesh and blood and all living creatures in sight.
The huge mouth several feet away in front of me is one of the fish that slipped through the net.
After hearing Xuan Kong's retelling, he simply stopped by and Bai Shu also came over to take a look.
Although it was too late to save the lives of the villagers, at least Maro was saved.
Behind him, the dark-faced man finally couldn't hold himself back and cried out in pain. His cry was so violent that even the fat boy sighed.
Bai Shu looked at him and couldn't help but shake his head.
He and Ma Luo met at Qingli Palace, and they had a relationship at least once, but he never thought that when they met again, it would be like this.
Rustling... rustling...
Rustling... rustling...
A small sound slowly came, and Baizhu turned around to look.
In front of you, shriveled bright red muscles are rising from the ground. They are pieced together in an unconventional but extremely strong posture. The huge mouth is gently closed, and blood vessels of different thicknesses are intertwined like a network. The viscous black liquid flows from
Rolling down in the veins.
The liquid corroded the ground, like strong acid, making a sizzling sound.
That's a huge heart!
"Master!" The fat boy was startled: "Should we fight or flee?"
"war."
"The great master is so powerful! I wish you a great success! Immediate success! You will be successful!"
The fat boy chuckled, and just as he was about to escape to the ground, a hand grabbed him by the back of his collar.
"Do it!" He saw Baizhu's smiling face: "Whether you can get a promotion or a salary increase depends on you."
"Big...big master?"
"I've taught you so many things along the way, let's show you your talents."
Bai Shu chuckled and threw the fat boy with a dull expression towards Weird's heart.
"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter. Face them with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face it."
At the last moment, the fat boy looked back in despair and saw the monk in white clenching his fists with an excited face.
"Persistence is the key to victory, come on, Oli!!!"
