"Fellow Daoist Chen, why have you slowed down? In another sixty miles we will almost reach Feiyan Pass."
In the slanting sky, He Yannian came from the front and vaguely heard the commotion in the carriage, "Fellow Taoist, in your car..."
"The God of Wood withering is discussing how to rescue Feiyan Pass."
Chen Yuan said this, which made people less suspicious and made people think he was joking. He Yannian was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing and walked on the official road with Chen Yuan who got out of the car to chase him.
"Fellow Taoist, are you thinking of rescuing Feiyan Pass?"
"In fact, it's not a rule either."
Although I don't know how high the Yuejie High Priest is, there are so many cultivators who are enough to make the opponent drink a pot. Even if he can't defeat him, he can always delay him.
Chen Yuan stopped, looked ahead and squinted his eyes, "Senior He, I have an idea. We might as well hold the high priest of the Yuejie Hu people at Feiyan Pass first, and I will go behind them..."
He raised his hand and made a gesture to the old man. He summarized what everyone had said in the car and told it to He Yannian. The latter probably understood Chen Yuan's thoughts, and it was indeed the case. If everyone concentrated at the pass
, there are soldiers nearby, but people are restrained. If a group of people go to the rear and let go of their hands and feet to kill, making the Yuejie people worried and have no desire to fight, then the high priest will definitely withdraw his reinforcements.
"It's a good idea. I'll tell Lao Gui right now." He Yannian turned around to cast a spell and send a message to the people in front. As soon as he raised his sleeves, he was stopped by Chen Yuan. The old man turned around and looked at him in confusion: "Fellow Taoist, there are still others
What to say?"
"You and them continue forward to Feiyan Pass, and I will go around behind them."
These words made He Yannian frown: "Fellow Daoist Chen, can you do it alone?"
"One person is enough, not to mention I am not alone."
The moment he finished speaking, Chen Yuan flicked his sleeves backwards, and the sides of the carriage opened with a roar, revealing wooden carcasses and puppet figures inside, with scarlet eyes and strange expressions.
Seeing this scene, He Yannian had nothing to say and raised his hands heavily: "Then I will hold the High Priest Yuejie back and wait for news from fellow Taoist!"
With his sleeves hanging down, the old man turned around, stepped on the ground, and flew forward.
Watching the figure disappear, Chen Yuan had no intention of staying. He motioned to the fat Taoist to follow him, then he took off the reins of the old cow and jumped on its back.
"Master, you also go to Yifeiyan Pass with Lao Sun."
The crazy old man shook his head: "I won't go."
"The disciples can rest assured that the master is there. Besides, the master has forgotten that those priests can blow up balloons."
When he heard this, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up. Without saying a word, he pulled the fat Taoist who was still about to speak and ran wildly, rolling up long smoke and dust into the air.
Only Sun Zhengde's voice still floated from afar.
"Slow down... old madman... I'm going to vomit... ahhhh..."
The voice drifted away. Chen Yuan looked back at the carriage over there, as well as the grinning figures above. He raised his sleeves and cupped his hands, and then whispered to the old cow under him: "Fan Cangyu Mountain at the eastern foot of the mountain."
, directly into the grassland."
Moo!
The old cow was so excited that he didn't need to pull a cart and carried his master's house directly. He was so relieved that he stepped on his hooves, swirled up the mud, and rushed straight into the mountains and forests.
Magical pull.
In the carriage, groups of withered trees and puppets flew up into the air and disappeared into the dense forest behind Chen Yuan.
…
Feiyan Pass.
The last afterglow of the setting sun shone red on the blood-stained city head, gray mist birds circled the edge of the wall, and the Jin soldiers with their faces covered in flesh and blood covered their faces and screamed in agony.
The shields covered with talismans then, in the panic of the soldiers, stepped over the writhing companions on the ground, and all faced the gray fog, as well as the Hu soldiers whose bodies became ferocious in the fog, and pushed Qi down the city wall.
On the wall, Xue Ming had changed his weapon. The head of the sword was wrapped with a layer of yellow talismans. There were also talismans drawn with blood on the blade. Each time the sword was slashed out, it struck the Hu soldiers, which was like "Chi Chi".
White smoke rising.
"General, we can't stand it anymore!"
There was a soldier running towards this side. Xue Ming pushed him away and turned towards the thirty soldiers left around him. "Twenty of you are gone. The reinforcements below have not replenished the city defense. Don't come back!"
Immediately, he shouted again: "Master Chengyun Sect, there is someone guarding the left section of the city wall!"
Not far away, three Chengyun disciples didn’t even say hello, but passed directly past the generals who were arranging their troops and rushed over there. At this time, on the city wall, ten Chengyun disciples were separated and painted the golden light to control the devil.
The talisman was given to the soldiers and generals to resist the gray fog. Another group of disciples assisted the soldiers in setting up magic circles to deal with the barbarian soldiers who became crazy.
"Where is Taoist Master Yunlong?!"
Xue Ming was relieved when a disciple of the Chengyun Sect passed by. He asked the ordering soldier beside him. The latter pointed to the wall section on the far right, "I saw the Taoist priest go there. He seemed to be following something in the fog."
Fighting monsters."
"What?!"
Xue Ming dodged the arrows that flew up to the top of the city, and followed the soldiers' hands with his eyes. His eyes extended, and on the city wall two miles away, there were the roaring sounds of several mana explosions.
In mid-air, Yunlong Taoist flew out of the fog, reached out and grabbed the bronze heavy sword that also flew out, and landed on the city wall with a bang. He flew back and stepped on several shoe prints before releasing his strength.
.
Looking at the three wolf heads made of mist in the fog, he wiped the blood on his beard and said, "Are you the barbarian priest who attacked Liu Changgong?"
The wolf head didn't say anything, it just growled filial piety and bit him. The old Taoist wrote quickly with his toes, and with a flick of his finger, the "imperial" text composed of dust rose up. He raised his hand and placed a palm on the imperial text, pressing the three wolf heads against it.
.
"When a poor old man is easy to bully?! Let me show you what it means to be powerful!"
The bronze epee held by Yunlong's other hand spread with magic light, and suddenly turned into copper coins that jingled and fell to the ground.
"The Patriarch borrowed the magic sword to subdue demons!"
A copper coin flew back from a place, and turned into a long bronze sword in his hand. He pushed it smoothly, and the sword passed through the edict, and suddenly the magic light was shining brightly.
At the same time as a white smoke rose, Yunlong took advantage of his strength and flew backwards one foot. He pressed against the wall behind, held the spell in his hands, and danced wildly with his sleeves fluttering.
"Devil-Conquering Divine Light——"
A buzzing sound came from the mist, and the long sword with a talisman shining with magic light instantly fell into pieces and turned into copper coins flying wildly in the mist.
Uh wow——
There was a painful low groan, and the three wolf heads actually showed twisted expressions. In the Yuejie camp outside the pass, in a white tent with a sacred belt, a figure snorted and touched the wolf in front of him.
skull.
instantly.
The three wolf heads in front of Feiyan Pass shook violently, their eyes glowed red one by one, and they raised their heads to the sky and roared filial piety. The shrill wolf howl suddenly resounded through the city. Many soldiers dropped their weapons and covered their ears and fell down.
Arrived on the ground.
Old Taoist Yunlong also felt a surge of blood, and the copper coins in the mist lost their power and clinked down. The old Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood, stumbled and leaned against the wall behind him, and then quickly touched the acupuncture points on his body.
"Yunlong!"
At this time, a voice came from behind the pass, "We are here to help you!"
That was the voice of the two elders, Crane and Turtle. The two of them threw away their comrades and rushed over with all their strength. The moment they jumped onto the city wall, no matter who the mist wolf head was, they all hit it with the magic weapons in their hands.
The two of them have made great progress now, and the power of the magic weapon has naturally increased greatly. The gray fog that was already billowing for a while was suddenly overflowed by the two rays of magic light that followed.
boom!
Boom boom!
For a moment, the three wolf heads seemed to have been defeated by the two men who suddenly attacked each other, and the fog around the wolf heads became chaotic.
"Old crane and old turtle, together with Pindao!"
Yunlong suppressed his injuries and cast spells with the two of them. Three different rays of light shot directly into the gray mist.
On the distant horizon, the last afterglow is about to end.
In the foothills of the crimson red mountain, there were chaotic fights, flashes of magic light, and the language of Yuejie. Then he disappeared. A man dressed as a deer-headed priest flew out like a cannonball, and he flew out with him.
, it was a figure with a leopard head and ringed eyes. The moment it landed, it directly pinched the head of the priest who was about to struggle, and fiercely pressed it against the huge rock next to it.
Bang!
Bones, hair, red and white things were all splashed on the rocks.
The muscular Zhang Fei leaned on his snake spear. In the forest behind him, Chen Yuan rode out on a green bull. Without looking at the dead Yuejie priest, he jumped on the back of the bull and landed on the top of the rock.
Looking at the vast grassland in the distance with his hands.
Then, he slowly opened his mouth, and wisps of black air floated out, rising to the top of his head and taking up residence, becoming more and more like black clouds.
Chen Yuan took out a stick of incense from his sleeve, lit it, and held it up.
"Respect heaven and earth, gods and ghosts from all directions..."
The green smoke from the incense broke through the rock and stuck it on top. Suddenly a strong wind blew up, loosening the fine rocks and sand, gradually lifting them up, and suddenly there was flying sand and rocks.
"Eat them!" Chen Yuan raised her sleeves and waved lightly.
The black cloud suddenly made a buzzing noise, turned into black insects all over the sky, and flew towards the tribe that was vaguely seen in the distance.