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The clouds are low and it is dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind.
Under the bright white, the huge hills were silent and made no sound at all.
In the knee-deep snow, a few lines of small hoofprints like deer or roe deer left by the snow could be faintly seen.
The tough thorn bushes are slightly pointed in the snow. If you don't pay attention, you will miss them.
This is a plant unique to the North. It is green in color and bitter in taste. Grind the roots and soak them in water. It can remove rheumatism and activate blood energy.
In the eyes of the lower-level warriors, those warriors who have not yet achieved the immortal body of fetal breath, wattle grass is a precious medicine for the Snow Country.
According to Bai Shu's accidental hearing, some people in the army have started the business of second-hand dealers.
They bought wattle grass from the hunters of the border army at a low price, and planned to sell it to the merchants of Dachu in the west at a high price when they returned home.
The moisture in that large water country built among lakes and seas is much richer than that of Zheng.
The vast number of fishermen in Xichu, more or less, have their blood and energy blocked and unable to flow freely.
For them, wattle grass is a medicinal material suitable for activating qi and blood.
On the huge snowy hill, except for a few brambles and animal claw marks, there was surprisingly no clue at all.
There are no traces left by magical powers, and there are no fluctuations in Qi and blood.
Looking around, there was nothing but silence.
The Fenghui Qiu in front of us is no different from an ordinary snowfield. There is nothing surprising and nothing strange about it.
The Torch Dragon with blue eyes and fire scales twisted its body, swayed behind the bright moon, and said in a low voice:
"Sir, this is Feng Huiqiu? How come the young general can't tell that something is wrong?"
"The day before yesterday, all my three statues were broken."
In the moonlight, Baizhu pointed slightly, his golden eyes were like molten gold, and he said:
"Although the transformation of the Yang Talisman cannot last long, and the combat power is only about one level, it is still three Yang Talisman after all."
"What do you mean, sir?" Jin Shuping, the Lord of the Fourth Prefecture, was thoughtful.
"Have you ever heard of Wan Snake Mountain?" Bai Shu said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, your four houses also killed a small Wan Snake Mountain last time?"
"Wan Snake Mountain..."
Jin Shuping frowned, realizing that what happened now might not be simple.
Wan Snake Mountain, like the thousands of black demons in Purple Pill, is also a strange and terrifying creation.
It was an abominable creature with no fixed shape, made up of rotten blocks and gray sticky mud. Countless long tentacles extended evilly out of the chaotic body surface.
On the surface of the soft and sticky limbs, the tentacles have a layer of dark hard scales, round and small eyes, long tongues, and sharp teeth... The outermost ends of the tentacles are shaped like snake heads.
When the chaotic mountain moves, countless tentacles also dance.
Looking from a distance, it is astonishing to see thousands of snakes swimming around with mountains on their backs.
For this reason, this evil black devil was named Wanshen Mountain.
Wan Sheshan has a special earth-moving ability. Like Bai Shu's prairie dog, it can turn itself into black mud and penetrate deeply into the depths of the earth.
Not only that, its ability to hide the body is also similar to the illusion of martial arts, making it difficult for people to detect.
Hearing Bai Zhu speak, the two torch dragons looked at each other, their lantern-sized eyes flashed, and they both understood what they meant.
"No wonder my body will die because I hit it."
Bai Shu shook his head: "Control the soil layer and don't let it escape."
Before Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping could respond, Bai Shu Zhenqi was activated, and a bright moon suddenly appeared.
Thousands of feet of light spilled down, and after flying out of the large formation that concealed the body, the clear brilliant light dyed the lead clouds with a layer of halo.
Bai Shu gently swept down, and surprisingly, the moonlight on the Guangyue Tower car first paused, and then swept down to the snow hills below!
The divine light is surging, in a scene where the frost and snow melt and the grass and trees turn to ashes.
Bai Shu opened his five fingers again, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of Cave Mysterious Jade Pivot Divine Thunders appeared.
The Thunder Method of Dongxuan Yushu is the Pure Yang Thunder Sutra, which can best sweep away all evil spirits and subdue evil spirits. The more true Qi there is, the stronger the power of Thunder Method.
The thunder struck down across the sky, illuminating the sky with a white light that was so dazzling that it was difficult to open one's eyes.
The snow hill had just been blasted by the moonlight, revealing the real entity hidden under the snow, but before the chaotic creation roared, in the blink of an eye, the Yushu Divine Thunder suddenly fell!
There was a huge "boom", and the electric light was extremely blazing. Heavy rocks flew dozens of feet high. In the electric light and the unpleasant smell of burning, the snow was instantly melted.
The creation that had been hiding finally revealed its entity.
The rotten mass squirmed, and screams of pain that were difficult for ordinary people to understand came from every inch of the skin.
All the snakes raised their heads and twisted their bodies wildly. The ground was blasted into scorched earth by lightning. Countless big snakes whose bodies were chopped off were squirming inch by inch, their charred bodies emitting electric light, returning to their original bodies.
"Yinghuo Army?"
Baizhu on the ceremonial car was slightly surprised.
In that pile of rot, there were actually many martial arts monks who were still alive. They struggled hard and tried to pull themselves out of the Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain.
Some of their limbs have been assimilated by Wan Snake Mountain and turned into skinless rot, and snake scales have grown on their faces.
Among those who were struggling crazily, without exception, they were all soldiers and demons with white eyes and banners on their backs.
After the thunder method fell, they also howled along with Wan Snake Mountain, like crazy beasts.
"This is someone from the Sixth Branch of the Yinghuo Army. The young general has dealt with them."
Zhang Deng and Wang Shuping couldn't bear it any longer, so the two torch dragons swooped down and attacked the rotting Snake Mountain.
Heavy waves of fire surged into the sky, and not a single drop of the frost and snow on the ground that had been dispersed by the thunder method was left, not even a drop of snow water was left, all of it evaporated into curls of white mist.
Two vajra statues, dozens of yang talismans, and hundreds of training techniques.
The combined strength of these two torch dragons formed by formations was comparable to the Ten Thousand Snake Mountains of the Vajra Monk. They retreated continuously, without the ability to fight back.
The ground has long been blocked. Even if Wanshe Mountain is able to move on the ground, it cannot be broken for a while even if it is pursued and beaten fiercely.
The situation of this battle has become clear.
"The Yinghuo Army from the Sixth Office?"
Bai Shu shot out the Yushu Divine Thunder with a snap of his fingers, destroying hundreds of snakes in Wan Snake Mountain. He asked the Julong with blue eyes and flaming scales:
"How could they be integrated into the Ten Thousand Snake Mountains?"
"Maybe Wan Sheshan escaped. They wanted to take him into Ziwan, but they just misjudged the situation."
Jin Shuping's voice came:
"Among those people, there is Zhang Boyu. He kills people without calculation and uses cruel methods. Although his cultivation level is low, he is a very spicy person!"
"turn out to be."
Bai Shu raised his hand and slashed out a series of sword energy, and those who were in front of the sword energy were cut down one after another.
"Take a breath." Bai Zhu said, "Leave it to me in the end."
"Save it, young general."
Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping have long been accustomed to Bai Zhu's quirk of requiring the last move.
The two torch dragons roared, and under the cover of sword light, they sprayed divine flames again and charged towards the huge Wan She Mountain.
The situation was decided. Bai Shu on the ceremonial car pressed his sword and flicked his fingers.
Suddenly, his eyes froze.
Among those human demons who were wailing miserably and being forcibly integrated into the bodies of Wan Sheshan.
