The roar of the mountain roared loudly, like a row of big thunders crashing to the ground. In the broad schoolyard made of fine iron, the violent blood energy rose straight up, scorching the air until it twisted and swayed.
In the mountainous Torch Dragon Guard, crushed by the spiritual light of numerous formations, a young man with beguiling golden eyes was rushing left and right in the formation.
"Qian four, Kan five."
A killing array displaying innate Bagua patterns was approaching at a flying speed.
In the killing formation, the warrior who looked like a general waved the formation flag, and the Torch Dragon Guards forming the Xiantian Bagua Formation separated and surged like a tide, enveloping the golden-eyed man inside.
The sound of explosions in the air continued, and the blood column essence condensed by the entire army was quickly exhausted, but under the full force of the entire army.
Finally, with a slight scroll of the Innate Bagua Diagram, the person with golden eyes was trapped in it.
The Bagua Diagram trembled violently, and the Yin and Yang Qi continued to escape. The general was frightened.
With great difficulty, the Eight Diagrams diagram was finally fixed, and at this moment, there was no more movement in the killing array.
"Won..."
A smile slowly appeared on the general's dark and thin face. He looked around at the countless comatose companions on the school field and could no longer suppress it:
"I win..."
Bang!
There was a sound like a sledgehammer hitting the mountain. The body of the thin black general was shaken, and his eyes showed incredible shock.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!!!
With the last sound, the innate Bagua picture above the head exploded!
Countless red armors flew out one after another. They were hit by the force of the huge waves and fainted in mid-air. They could no longer form a formation and completely collapsed into a pile of scattered sand.
"Zhen Qi, Xun Si! You bunch of murderous geniuses, get up and change the formation for me!"
The thin black general's eyes were about to burst. He squeezed the formation flag in his palm tightly and screamed at the top of his lungs.
It’s so hard...it’s so hard to get this opportunity...
How, how could it be ruined at this juncture?!
He gave a sharp shout and forcibly rose into the sky. A blazing thunder light beat in the palm of the black and thin general, bright and dangerous.
Behind the thunderous light, the thin black general's eyes were like fire, and with a fierce and unafraid attitude, he rushed towards those with golden eyes.
"Refa?"
A slightly surprised voice sounded, and immediately, two sword energy flew out from those coquettish golden eyes, and with a single slash, all the lightning was broken.
The skinny black general's body was filled with coldness, and the killing intent in the sword energy still seemed to linger in his neck, making his body instinctively stiff and unable to move.
The same third realm...
Is the gap between them really that big?
The thin black general laughed at himself and lowered his head, while Bai Shu had already turned around and faced the other side.
"Sir, this is the combined attack formation of our four mansions!"
After destroying the Bagua diagram, in the mess of the entire school grounds, there was a red wave roaring in the sky again, and it was a torch dragon with flaming scales and majestic armor, crisscrossing the green underworld.
After the innate Bagua array was destroyed, a loud laugh broke out on the school grounds.
The Torch Dragon has a huge body, dozens of feet tall, filling the sky over the school grounds. It has a pair of green eyes, filled with a faint cold light.
In the Torch Dragon, countless piles of armor can be faintly seen. They jointly mobilized their true energy and derived this huge Torch Dragon from the killing formation.
At this time, it was laughing wildly, uttering human words in the sea of rolling fire.
"Come!" Baizhu hooked up his hands and responded with the same laugh.
Julong didn't say much anymore, looked up to the sky and let out a long groan, like a comet striking the moon, carrying waves of fire and crashing towards the tiny figure underground.
The fire burned across the entire sky, like an overturned sea, about to pour down.
The Torch Dragon swooped down, and even the ground made of fine steel where it stood showed signs of melting, and billowing white smoke was rising.
The thin black general who fell to the ground looked shocked. He pinched the formation flag in his hand, subconsciously held his head in his hands and leaned down.
One Vajra, six Yang Talisman, and five hundred practicing monks.
The torch dragon above the head is composed of nearly half of the family wealth of the four mansions.
Is such heavenly power really something that human beings from the three realms can contend with?
The thin black general glanced unconsciously. Amidst the billowing waves of fire, the moment the torch dragon approached, the adult still had a smile on his face.
The golden light in his left eye suddenly became brighter, like a sun exploding in his left eye.
The enchanting golden light was so bright that it temporarily suppressed the color of the sea of fire in the sky.
"open!"
Bai Zhu's left eye bleeds as he smiles.
From the left eye filled with golden light, suddenly, a thunder spear flew out!
The whole body of the thunder spear is illusory, and only the spear tip at the front is slightly solid.
The moment the thunder spear appeared, the thin black general's heart suddenly tightened, as if the monster's ferocious hand had torn his chest violently and grabbed his beating heart.
The overwhelming killing intent surged, covering and filling the entire school grounds.
Great destruction, great destruction, great collapse, great decline, great slaughter... The moment the thunder spear appeared, the terrifying artistic conception of the end of countless eras was pervasive, infecting the entire world.
The fine steel began to decay, becoming as fragile as paper. The sea of fire in the sky suddenly weakened, and even the ubiquitous Yuan Qi in the world became dim and low.
The illusory thunder spears are engraved with various horrific scenes, including broken gods, burned palaces, dim sun and moon, and the chopped-in-half Dragon King...
In the middle part of the thunder spear, there are several dull ancient Austrian characters.
"The Spear of Luojia..."
The thin black general read out the ancient words softly. Inexplicably, he had never understood such words or symbols, but what they symbolized was clearly and firmly imprinted in his mind at this moment.
As soon as the thought arose, the black and thin general was still surprised in his heart.
The thunder spear and the torch dragon in the sky collided violently!
There was no flame, no roar, and all movement was suppressed.
The moment the thunder spear flew out of Baizhu's left eye, it quickly dissipated. When it finally touched the Torch Dragon, it was barely detectable, with only the tip of the spear as long as a little finger remaining.
It was also the only one that showed a solid shape on the spear.
In Bai Zhu's eyes, wherever the tip of the spear passed, whether it was the sea of fire or the flames that filled the sky, they were suddenly wiped out.
In the sky, the huge body of the Torch Dragon suddenly disintegrated, and the killing array was violently broken open, revealing a group of Torch Dragon Guards with frightened expressions.
Their leader, Lord Sifu, stared with an expression of disbelief.
There was no sound of collision, and the killing array they combined to manifest seemed to be wiped out from the world with an absolute command from the tip of a spear.
It is absolute and irresistible majesty, it is the thunder light thrown by the demons of hell in the abyss of fire towards the palace of heaven.
The Lord of the Fourth Prefecture unconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows, where there seemed to be lingering murderous intent.
Just a little bit, it can touch the center of my eyebrows...
While the Lord of the Four Prefectures was panicking and confused, Bai Shu, whose left eye was bleeding profusely, had already walked outside the school grounds. Several soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed over and offered handkerchiefs, silver basins and other items to wipe him.
Bleeding left eye.
"It's still too weak. In the perfect state of Shisheng, it is impossible to manifest the form of the Luojia Spear."
Bai Shu thought to himself, nodded lightly, took the handkerchief himself, and pressed it on his left pupil.
In the white mist, his expression was also a little uncertain.
It has been two months since we arrived at the border. The snowy and cold winter in the North, the most miserable season of the year, has finally passed.
After being killed in Guangyin day, Zhugui and Ogzhang were suppressed by Zhengyi lineage and Dadu Ranxu respectively.
In desperation, the soldiers of the Northern Guard retreated to Xupingguan, using this world-famous fortified city as a shield to resist Dazheng's counterattack, while waiting hard for reinforcements from the capital of the Northern Guard.
In the past two months, in dozens of battles, large and small, Bai Shu also led the Julong Guards of the Three Prefectures to fight in person, donning strong weapons and possessing the utmost strength.
In two months, not only the attribute value has skyrocketed.
Finally, the Po-Zhi Contemplation Sutra has made unprecedented progress in this precious land about killing.
Asura is born from moisture, perfect!
With just one step, he can enter a whole new world and visualize the divine will of Asuras born from eggs.
Even in the world of Asuras, Asuras born from eggs are not cattails that can be trampled to death or trampled lightly.
Although like Asura born from moisture, he was also despised by superiors as an inferior Asura, but at least, in the battle with gods and humans, Asura born from eggs has the qualifications to become a pawn.
After reaching the perfection of Asura born from dampness, the three pupil techniques recorded in the Sutra of Visualization finally began to take shape.
Thunder and lightning, poisonous fog, universe light...
In the Sutra of Visualization, these three eye skills are the innate magical powers of King Asura.
Thunder and lightning can shatter the innocent treasure bodies of gods and humans, poisonous mist can corrode the central axis of the world, and the light of the universe has endless magical uses.
After the Asura of Shishi attained perfection, he obtained the pupil technique regarding thunder and lightning from his left pupil.
It’s called—The Spear of Naluojia!
The slightly evil actions of the body, the slightly evil actions of the mouth, the slightly evil actions of the mind, arrogance, self-arrogance, increased arrogance, great arrogance, evil arrogance, and slowness return to all good roots.
It has the ten major causes of Asura's karma, which is a great disaster and great destruction!
Under Bai Shu's full force, the existence of the Luojia Spear could even make the Fourth Lord of the Julongwei, who had just become a seventh-grade Vajra, feel frightened.
But in the end, his strength failed, and it was difficult for him to truly manifest the complete Spear of Naluojia, whether he was in the Asura realm of Shisheng or in the Yangfu realm.
The pupil technique just now, although it was the result of all the effort, made Baizhu feel weak now, and his legs felt weak for a while.
But only the tip of the thunder spear was solid.
The rest are just illusory forms that are difficult to fully manifest.
However, without using attribute values, with the help of karma, the visualization method can be upgraded to such a state.
After all, it made Baizhu feel a little happy.
To Bai Zhu's surprise, nothing happened in two months.
After the woman broke into Baizhu's tent, they both understood each other's meaning after a conversation.
One didn't want to get married, the other didn't want to get married, but they just hit it off.
As the first person to reveal his intention, Governor Ranxu did not even have the slightest expression on the matter, and did not say anything to Baizhu.
The days passed like this, in the two-month stalemate between Beiwei and Dazheng.
In the wind of the snow country, there is finally a gentle breath...
Unknowingly, while Baizhu was thinking a lot in his mind, the soreness and stinging sensation in his left pupil gradually dissipated.
He let go of the handkerchief, and there was no more blood flowing out of his left pupil. The world in front of him swayed slightly, and then turned from hazy to clear again.
"Let's disperse."
He suddenly turned around and spoke to the bodyguard beside him.
"promise!"
All the soldiers understood in an instant, bowed and retreated, and walked towards the many Torch Dragon Guards in the school field. One by one, the elixirs were thrown out of their Xumi bags. In an instant, the school field was filled with laughter.
Bai Shu took the soup bowl from the soldier, sat casually on the ground, and drank slowly, taking a sip at a time.
"Sir, will the training continue from now on?"
Suddenly, when Baizhu was in a trance, a man with tall cheekbones and a ferocious face came forward with a laugh, followed by a group of Julong Guards from the Four Prefectures.
This ugly-looking man is clearly the prince of Julongwei's fourth mansion.
"Bagua Dao Diagram, Nine Palaces Formation, Small Tribulation Dragon's Life and Death, Soul Falling Formation, Soul-Dropping Formation, Golden Light Formation, Great Scarlet Gang Yuan Formation..."
After Baizhu drank the last sip of the soup, countless heat surged in his muscles and bones, tempering his bones and blood. He handed the soup bowl to the guard beside him and said with a smile:
"I have already seen most of the formations you know. If nothing else, at least I have some confidence when facing the enemy. I'll stop here from now on."
"Not coming?" The ferocious-looking man was a little disappointed.
"I fight every day, every day. Even if I have tens of thousands of dollars, it will all be squandered sooner or later." Bai Shu shook his head: "Let's call it a day."
In the past two months, when I have free time, I have been divided into incarnations to hunt the wandering black demons.
He just stayed in the army and became familiar with the formation.
The princes of the four prefectures in front of me are just following his fancy and are here specifically to be a living target.
"Actually..." Hearing Baizhu speak, the Lord of the Four Prefectures looked a little embarrassed:
"It is a great honor for me to serve you. It is an honor to serve you. Pills and other things can be avoided."
I originally thought that I would just be a living target to let the young man in front of me relieve his anger, but who would have thought that he could actually get money.
After a few days, all the Julong Guards in the four prefectures fell in love with this job.
"You are from the Fourth Prefecture, not the Third Prefecture."
Bai Zhu said calmly: "If you don't give me some reward, a certain family will have a really uneasy conscience."
After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to the Lord of the Four Prefectures and left the school grounds, with a group of personal guards following behind him.
I am already familiar with all kinds of killing formations, and there is no need to stay in the school grounds any longer.
"After Zhou Yi died, a battalion of Lieutenant Zhaoxin was missing?"
After walking dozens of feet away, when the school grounds were no longer visible, Baizhu asked casually.
The three offices of Julongwei were in charge of two battalions. Zhou Yi, who was originally in charge of a battalion of soldiers, was killed by the sharpshooters of Beiwei in a field battle. Even Baizhu didn't have time to save him.
Therefore, there is still a large vacancy in the three mansions.
"Exactly." Seeing Bai Shu speak, the guards around him hurriedly responded:
"After Zhou Yi's death, no one has filled the vacancy of Deputy Lieutenant Zhaoxin."
"That man with a dark face and a thin face, who knows the art of thunder." Bai Shu thought thoughtfully: "Which mansion is he from?"
"Sir, are you asking Taishi Zan? He is from Yifu."
"Go and ask, if that person is interested," Bai Shu said calmly, "I will grant him the title of Deputy Lieutenant Zhaoxin!"
All the guards looked at each other with envious looks in each other's eyes. Soon, one of them bowed and left, speeding towards the school grounds.
"grown ups."
Among the guards, an older one smiled and said:
"The war has finally slowed down a bit. Now that you are familiar with the formation, sir, what are your plans for the next half day?"
"What are your plans?" Bai Zhu said with a smile.
"We are fortunate to be sent by the Grand Governor to serve you."
That man knelt down first, causing all the guards to follow suit.
"My lord, you have worked really hard these days." He raised his head and said honestly:
"Why don't you prepare a small banquet for me, General Mo, so that you can show our respect and love for you?"
"I appreciate your kindness, but I'm afraid I won't have time to spare today."
Bai Shu looked at him a few times, helped him up with his own hands, and said with a smile:
"Next, I'm going to lead the army to Fenghui Qiu."
"Fenghui Qiu?"
"I have several incarnations of hunting black demons, and they were all lost in Fenghui Qiu the day before yesterday."
