The talisman arrow shot through the air, Wu Zhen didn't even look at it, he raised his hand and caught the arrow branch with his fingers. Before the talisman on the arrow could activate, the pale and sinister fire wrapped around it, and with a flick of his arm, he threw it towards Lu Wangji in the rear.
The sound of the piano is like a pearl and jade rolling disk, with mixed and continuous sounds. Although it blocks the attack of the Yin Fire, it also makes the sound of the piano chaotic and the music is out of tune.
Lu Wangji's fingers were trembling slightly. The strings of the Yao Qin were filled with surging Qi, and each time they were plucked, they felt increasingly difficult and heavy.
"Zhao Wei! Your minions can't hold on any longer!" Wu Zhen had rich experience in martial arts, and he immediately judged that Lu Wangji's magic power was insufficient. The scimitar in his hand burned with smoldering fire, illuminating the surrounding area with a strange and pale color.
Zhang Liwei, who was in the fortress, saw the right opportunity and gave an order. Dozens of arrows were shot from the watchtowers on the left and right sides. The arrow clusters were filled with sharp golden light, trying to penetrate the strong body.
Wu Zhen had no scruples, and slashed with his scimitar. The nine-door formation covering the fortress was suddenly torn open, but it closed on its own in the blink of an eye. The left and right arrows fell on Wu Zhen like raindrops, leaving even a trace of blood.
Can't do it.
"At this moment, do you still expect to use such childish tricks as talisman arrows?" Wu Zhen tried several times and roughly figured out the limits of the formation. His confidence doubled, and he shouted and forced himself into the formation, which caused a burst of anger from Zheng Siyuan, who was in charge of the formation.
float.
"This person's cultivation level and magic power are too high!" Zheng Siyuan broke out in a cold sweat: "I'm afraid only a few heads of the hall can compete with him."
He Dangguan was also shocked by the shouting and his face turned red, and he cursed: "It's a pity that my cultivation is shallow, otherwise I would just rush out and chop off this monster's head!"
Zhang Liwei pressed his forehead and asked: "Can there be an opening in this formation?"
"Okay." Zheng Siyuan turned around and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"I plan to rush out, call a few people, pull out the ballistas from the arsenal, and shoot him on the spot!" Zhang Liwei said.
Zheng Siyuan nodded: "The talisman arrows used by the ballista are more powerful, maybe we can give it a try."
He Dangguan patted his chest: "Okay, I'll go!"
Zhang Liwei tried to dissuade him and said, "You can't do it. If this monster rushes in, I might have to rely on you to lead Zhao Changshi to escape. I'm just an ordinary soldier, and the monster may not come after me."
Zheng Siyuan asked: "But what if he pursues you closely?"
Zhang Liwei's face darkened: "It's just a shameful life, nothing worth mentioning. If he really comes to chase me, you may be able to gain some breathing time."
Everyone looked at each other for a few moments, then Zheng Siyuan took out a charm, muttered a few words silently, and then put it on Zhang Liwei's leg: "This is the Feather Step Talisman, which can make you light and brisk. I will open a door in the back. You have to move quickly and step on it."
Be gentle, we will try our best to contain the demon for you."
"Understood!" Zhang Liwei put down other useless things, not even the knife. Anyway, if the monster really chased him, as an ordinary man, all his resistance would be in vain.
Outside the Jinding Division, Wu Zhen was just about to gather his spiritual power when he suddenly sensed slight changes in the Enlightenment Nine Gate Formation. Someone behind the formation seemed to be trying to escape.
Wu Zhenxin was startled and immediately flew up. At the same time, he deflected random arrows and blocked the shadow of the sword. He saw a soldier quickly leaping up to the room. Looking at the aura around him, it was completely different from that of Zhao Shu.
"Want to find reinforcements?" Wu Zhen pointed his finger like a knife, and was about to unleash his anger again when the sound of the piano behind him was like a thunderbolt, hitting him in the middle of his vest.
Wu Zhen received this brutal blow, his muscles and bones went numb for a while, and he felt annoyed. He was about to kill Lu Wangji first, but the divine power came to him again, and the manes on his skin gradually grew, and the bones under his skin deformed.
"No one dares to disobey God's orders!"
Wu Zhen secretly said that he knew very well that the great power of the White Horse was not completely free. Such rough and arrogant blessing would tamper with the bones and flesh, and even penetrate into the vitality bloodline.
The Pig Beak people are a tribe that worshiped the Great White Bull God a long time ago. Their ancestors were transformed by divine power into the appearance of pig heads and pig brains, and even their newborn children retained this description.
Once upon a time, receiving this divine grace was regarded as a supreme honor by various tribes in the southern lands. However, in today's world, more and more people regard this divine grace as a disaster.
All of this is thanks to the Xia Dynasty. If it weren't for the group of Zanli officials who invaded the southern land and offended the gods, why would the Jiuli Kingdom be in such a decline today?
Even the high priest of Shengsi Valley was blinded by the blasphemous heresies of Lord Huode!
Only by allowing God Youzhu to come to the mortal world can chaos be rectified and divine grace spread across the earth. As for Zhao Shu, Wu Zhen had to personally cut open his chest and abdomen and take out his heart and liver to please the God!
"Zhao Shu, how long are you going to hide?!" Wu Zhen shouted loudly, using his body as fuel to stimulate the Yin Fire, and struck an upside down blow, shaking the Enlightenment Nine Gate Formation.
Everyone in the formation couldn't help but be frightened. Zheng Siyuan watched the scimitar pierce inch by inch, knowing that the formation was about to be broken. He said to He Dangguan: "You are going to take Deacon Zhao away, let's stop him."
He Dangguan nodded solemnly, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Shu walking out, holding on to the wall with a blue face.
"Deacon Zhao! Why did you come out?" He Dangguan hurried forward and was about to pick him up as he spoke.
Zhao Shu pushed He Dangguan away and looked above the fortress: "I am Zhao Shu, who are you?"
Wu Zhen made a move, then laughed and said: "I am one of the ten witches of Fengju, Wu Zhen!"
"I'll go with you." Zhao Shu said calmly.
Everyone around them had disbelief on their faces. Just as they were about to dissuade him, Zhao Shu said to Zheng Siyuan: "Open the formation, I want to go out."
Zheng Siyuan was about to speak, but he saw something strange in Zhao Shu's eyes, and he knew how to move the formation. No one had time to stop him, and watched Zhao Shu's figure slowly fly up and pass through the gap above the formation.
Seeing this situation, Wu Zhen was startled at first, and then he flew out when he saw Zhao Muzhen. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and pinched his neck.
"What the hell are you going to do..."
Wu Zhen didn't believe that Zhao Shu would surrender obediently, and wanted to catch him, but he noticed something strange the moment he took hold of him, and Zhao Shu's figure immediately turned into specks of light and dust and scattered away.
"Sure enough, there is a scam!" Wu Zhen retreated sharply, and suddenly heard the roar of a tiger in the light. The true form of the divine tiger swooped out, biting Wu Zhen's shoulder.
As soon as Wu Zhenfu was in pain, he was frightened by the power of the tiger's claws and claws. He pushed it away with the help of his divine power and allowed the tiger to bite off a piece of his flesh in his true form.
But then countless talismans in the light dust floated like snow, and turned into a continuous sword light, which seemed to be directed towards the injured area, and the sharp energy was poured into Wu Zhen's body in one fell swoop.
Wu Zhen only felt that countless blades were slashing everywhere in his body, almost mincing his internal organs. However, he had divine power at this moment, and he was no longer a mortal body. If it had been a serious injury that would kill others hundreds of times, he just let it go
He carried it down.
"Conspiracy!" Wu Zhen landed and barely stood firm. The sound of the piano came one after another, like a river tide, directly pushing him dozens of feet away and smashing several walls of the adjacent courtyard.
But even so, Wu Zhen still showed no signs of defeat. Heat steamed out from his wounds, and the severe injuries to his bones were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's endless." At this time, Zhao Shu's real body walked out of the quiet room.
Zheng Siyuan knew that he had used the gold-water deformation method and quickly asked: "Deacon Zhao, how is your injury?"
"I can't die." Zhao Shu felt helpless. He was proficient in rituals and rituals, but he was most taboo about ghosts and gods violating the altar.
This time he performed the method in a hurry, and without the protection of the Nine Heavens Cloud Platform, he was almost overturned by the demon god again. Fortunately, Zhao Shu has recently achieved initial success in practicing the "Nine Heavens Purple Wen Dan Chapter".
To collect and condense.
Regardless of his injuries, Zhao Shu turned the true energy that had escaped from his body into a clone, and immediately used the true form of the divine tiger to kill Wu Zhen.
The battle situation was difficult at this time, and Zhao Shu could not be allowed to hide and recover slowly. He immediately asked Lu Wangji to enter the formation to adjust his breath, and then gave Zheng Siyuan instructions on how to adjust the Enlightenment Nine Gates Formation.
Wu Zhen's magic power is very powerful, and his Yin Fire technique is more terrifying than Ren Wangchao's will-o'-the-wisp. Once a flesh and blood body is touched by Yin Fire, it will probably be eroded into a puddle of ashes.
What's even more difficult is that Wu Zhen is currently blessed by the Nantu Demon God, and even the true form of the Divine Tiger cannot hurt him.
At the moment, Zhao Mo's only way is to hold on to the fortress. Wu Zhen rushed straight to Jianjia Pass alone, without any other reinforcements, indicating that their real goal was still Jiaohui Cave.
If Liang Tao can defeat the demon king in the cave, then Wu Zhen alone will not have to worry about it. As long as Zhao Shu and others stick to this, they will be in an invincible position.
Fortunately, the Jinding Division had deployed the Enlightenment Nine Gate Formation early, and could maintain the formation with the help of the earth's energy. With this favorable location, and the pile of talismans and magical objects in the Jinding Division, Zhao Shui was confident of holding on.
Wu Zhen recovered from his injuries in an instant. He looked at the Enlightenment Nine Gate Formation, which was like an upside-down bowl. The light energy around it formed talismans, flying up and down. The formation changed. It was no longer limited to defense, and could even use the spells of the monks in the formation.
Attack with multiplication.
Wu Zhen blocked a few plain white arrows with his sword. His patience was exhausted. He chanted a curse in a low voice. A gap suddenly appeared in mid-air, and black feathers fell from the sky.
The black feathers appear to be light, but in fact they are like countless sharp blades, flying and falling one after another. The ripples above the Enlightenment Nine Gate Formation are endless, like a torrential downpour.
Zheng Siyuan's hands changed, constantly urging the formation to move. Jincheng was permanently imprinted on the center of the formation, turning it into a defensive force to withstand successive attacks.
"Continuing like this is not an option." Lu Wangji adjusted his breath for a moment and said, "This person has the help of demons and gods, and his divine power is endless."
Zhao Shu frowned and felt worried. In the past, the demon god of Nantu was hidden and never showed up. Under the suppression of Tianxia Dynasty's praise officer, how could he dare to show it so openly?
Obviously, these demon gods should have been severely damaged when the Buxing fell into the southern land, but why are they more active than before?
"If I can use the talisman and seal script left by Liang Tao as the basic spiritual text to activate the formation, at least the earth veins and energy in the Jianjia Pass area can be used by me." Zhao Shu thought to himself.
Without the rituals and rituals, Zhao Shui felt like a child with short limbs and a weak body. Facing the masters of the world, he could only huddle within the formation and barely protect himself.
After a burst of black feathers descended, Wu Zhen pointed the scimitar in his hand toward the sky, and the dark fire spurted out in full force, followed by rolling dark clouds all over the sky.
"Not good!" Zhao Shu immediately guessed the other party's intention. Wu Zhen was probably trying to make Yin Fire fall from the sky and spread to the entire Jianjia Pass.
"Fire the arrow!"
Before the Yin Fire fell on the ground, a group of soldiers in the distance, led by Zhang Liwei, set up crossbows and fired spear-like crossbow bolts at them.
Wu Zhen had already noticed it, and made a false finger with his backhand, trying to target the crossbow arrow one foot away in the air. Unexpectedly, the talisman on the surface of the crossbow arrow flashed, and the force of the crossbow arrow increased instead of decreasing, hitting Wu Zhen directly, and the arrow cluster penetrated his body.
And passed.
Seeing that Wu Zhen was rarely injured, Zhang Liwei did not hesitate and gave another order. Dozens of scouts rushed to the vicinity of Wu Zhen, swinging pottery pots filled with flame salt, and threw the pots at Wu Zhen one after another.
"Put it back!"
Zhang Liwei screamed hoarse, and in the second wave, the archers fired rockets, which instantly ignited the fire-generating objects all over Wu Zhen's body, and exploded into a large fireball on the ground.
"Don't stop! Keep shooting arrows!" Zhang Liwei knew that the demon was very powerful. Even with the things he found in a hurry in his arsenal and the hundreds of soldiers he summoned at short notice, he probably wouldn't be able to win.
Wu Zhen stood in the flames and pulled out the crossbow bolt with all his strength. Then he was hit by a wave of music and several sword shadows. His feet suddenly fell into the mud of evil earth. He had no time to dodge and received various attacks head-on.
Before Wuzhen could recover from his injuries, the true form of the divine tiger descended from the sky and directly hit Wuzhen on the shoulder and back. The heavy weight bent his knees. Following closely behind, there was a Xuanwu sealing force, trying to restrain him.
Blessed by Wu Zhen’s divine power.
"Do you think you can capture me with this method?" Wu Zhen's muscles and bones trembled slightly, and he opened the jaws of the divine tiger with both arms, intending to flip him away.
At this time, the sound of iron chains shaking was heard, and dozens of scouts approached on horseback again. They held thick iron chains between two and two, like roping horses and leading oxen, and wrapped around Wu Zhen's limbs and torso from all directions.
Looking along the chain, one could clearly see hundreds of soldiers swarming in from different directions. They all grabbed the chain and stretched it suddenly. Wu Zhen's figure immediately lost balance and was suspended.
"pull--!"
I don't know who gave the order, and thousands of soldiers were like tug-of-war, intending to cut Wu Zhen's five horses into pieces.
Everyone in the Jinding Division was amazed when they saw this scene. Most of the soldiers left behind in Jianjia Pass were prisoners. Although they had undergone rough training, they were not sent to the front line because Zhao Shu did not think they were qualified.
Fighting on the battlefield.
But when he saw him today, Zhao Shu realized that he was totally wrong.
The criminals stationed in Guancheng could see the fighting in the direction of Jindingsi from a distance. Zhang Liwei originally only wanted to mobilize a few hundred people, but when they heard that Zhao Changshi was injured, the crowd became excited, and one by one volunteered to come to the rescue.
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Zhang Liwei didn't care too much, and he had received advice from Chi Yundu in the past, and later learned many techniques to deal with monks from Zhao Shu, so he came up with such a temporary way to lock himself with iron chains.
Wu Zhen relied on the Nantu Demon God. Although his spells were powerful and his body was indestructible, at this moment, his limbs and trunk were torn apart by thousands of soldiers. He also felt that his body was torn apart. He tried several times to gather his strength to break free, but was immediately attacked by the shadow of swords and the sound of music in the distance.
Make him unable to resist.
"How can I die here? How can I die here?!" Wu Zhen asked sincerely.
In the thin line between life and death, Wu Zhen suddenly sensed a boundless force coming to the mortal world. He immediately felt as if he was blessed by the gods, and his strength increased for no reason. Regardless of being bruised and bruised, he just put his limbs together and defeated thousands of people. Thousands of soldiers were actually killed.
Drag him down!
Wu Zhen's figure grew taller again, with bone spurs sprouting from his back. He swung his arms, and the iron chains were like long whips, trying to whip the surrounding soldiers into pieces.
Suddenly, five-colored brilliance shone on the ground, and the air movement stagnated and stopped. A hundred feet in radius seemed to be covered in solid ice. Then a big hand suddenly pressed down, and Wu Zhen's body fell into the ground, unable to move.