There was once a man who, holding this staff, opened the gates of heaven and destroyed strong men.
The nine-section staff was brilliant, but Li Yu was in great pain.
He worked hard to restore his spiritual power so that he would not be sucked dry by the nine-section staff.
This nine-segmented staff was usually very wiry, but I didn't expect it to be so ferocious today. In front of it, even the arrogant Temujin seemed a little honest.
The fear on Temujin's face grew stronger and stronger, and his legs even took a step back unconsciously.
This is not a self-defense action, it is just a subconscious reaction. The more so, the scarier it is.
Under such a violent atmosphere, Temujin, who should have been unafraid of death, actually became afraid. He couldn't even control his body just now, but after the Nine-Jointed Staff appeared, his body reacted instinctively.
This scene amazed countless people.
The more powerful people on both sides are, the more extraordinary they can see the withered vine. Correct update @
After standing firm, Temujin suddenly woke up. He knew that he could not retreat, let alone should not retreat.
If you retreat, you will die!
He roared loudly, holding the sword in his hand and slashed it down again. There was a huge roar, like a volcano suddenly born here. The blazing heat wave spread instantly, and the originally white Li Yu suddenly had half of his body.
It was roasted to a withered yellow color.
A stream of red flames was more than ten feet thick and exploded from the tip of the knife, rising into the sky. Even the soldiers on both sides in the distance felt unbearable heat, not to mention Li Yu who was burned by the red flames.
Already.
This flame is red, with boundless blood color, and the death energy in it condenses, exuding an ominous atmosphere.
For a moment, the Mongolian side burst into cheers, and they saw with their own eyes that the wooden staff in Li Yu's hand no longer had its previous glory.
But the cheers stopped suddenly, because after only a moment of stagnation, the nine-jointed staff began to absorb the flames bursting from the blade.
Like a volcano erupting, the arrogant and arrogant flames gradually dissipated. Li Yu and his nine-section staff, shrouded in fierce flames, also slowly appeared, with half of his body being roasted black.
His whole body was shrouded in an ominous aura, making Li Yu feel that his hands and feet were somewhat restrained. Holding back the nauseating bloody death aura, Li Yu frantically activated his spiritual power.
All his meridians are used to mobilize the power of the five elements for the bottomless abyss of the Nine-section Staff to absorb.
Li Yu had never tried to gather spiritual power so crazily before. He had a strong feeling that if he didn't gather it fast enough, he would be completely sucked dry by this dead vine.
In the palm of his hand, all the spiritual power stored in Fengyue Treasure Mirror was absorbed.
All the flowers, plants and trees in Fengyue Baojian quickly withered. Jinghuan, who was struggling to hold on inside, did not ask for help from Li Yu. As the weapon spirit of his own magic weapon, Jinghuan understood Li Yu's current situation better than anyone else.
She knew that Li Yu had to persevere. There was no turning back when he opened his bow. It would be even more miserable to stop at this time.
The scary thing is that Li Yu still can't feel the Nine-section Scepter showing any signs of slowing down.
Even, the speed of absorption is still increasing.
Li Yu looked at Temujin who was still slashing at himself, and fell into a ridiculous self-mockery in his heart.
I really don’t know whether he was chopped to death by this barbarian or sucked to death by the big tree...
At this time, Temujin also changed his moves. He no longer simply slashed, but raised his hands and made a series of strange movements.
Temujin, who was still covered in blood, waved his hands expressionlessly. His posture was strange and his movements were primitive, as if they were the movements of ancient uncivilized people when they respected heaven.
Following his movements, there seemed to be an invisible force rolling in. The black clouds in the sky gathered again, as thick as ink, and lightning flashes were seen among the wind and clouds, shining through the layers of darkness. A little brighter.
Li Yu could no longer make any changes. He was in a very passive situation and could do nothing but mobilize his spiritual power crazily.
This passive style of being beaten was something Li Yu had never tried before. He was extremely resistant to this feeling, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The nine-section staff was supposed to be his sharp weapon, but instead it became a life-threatening weapon.
After Temujin finished that weird gesture, the black clouds hung low and became very low.
The Tang army in the distance also discovered something was wrong, and all the officers and soldiers joined in.
They screamed in surprise, converging into a huge sound wave.
Immediately, in everyone's astonished eyes, the black clouds in the sky piled up one after another, getting lower and lower, and finally fell from the height of the nine days to the mortal world. Just above this sea of clouds, Temujin's huge The body is swallowed up.
The Mongolians looked wildly and shouted for the Immortal God, as if everything in front of them was their gods protecting their believers.
The bodies of the Mongolians were sucked into the black clouds, turned into blood mist, and became tributes in this sacrificial ceremony.
Not only were the other Mongolians not afraid, they all showed eager expressions and spread their hands piously, hoping to be selected.
The tragic situation of their companions was not enough to wake them up, but made them more pious.
This is the sequelae of belief in God. If you are too superstitious about the so-called gods, you will inevitably lose yourself.
For example, a person like Li Yu can worship gods before he attains enlightenment, and he can pray for peace when he encounters a temple.
But if anyone asked him to sacrifice himself, he would definitely turn around and leave, and he might even spit on the statue.
If you bless me, then you are God, living Bodhisattva, and savior. I am your devout apostle, your unchanging believer, and your most beloved child;
You want to harm me, I'm sorry, I am your father!
Li Yu finally discovered that outside the Central Plains, all people were devout believers, but they believed in different gods.
Temujin was still worshiping, and hundreds of Mongolian soldiers had been sacrificed. As this evil and strange ritual progressed, Li Yu felt that his spiritual power surged again.
Li Yu was secretly afraid in his heart. He was not here today, and no famous general would be able to deal with this situation. Correct update@
Temujin is indeed the great enemy of the Central Plains...
In terms of battlefield bravery and fighting IQ, he may not be as good as Wanyan Aguda, and his subordinates are not as good as Privet Privet.
But the Mongols were numerous and large, and Temujin himself was the last of the nine disasters that was hidden until the very end, and even Song Jiang didn't know about it.
This made Temujin's danger level infinitely higher, and Li Yu was very anxious. When would this nine-section staff be absorbed?
The only advantage is that when the Nine-section Staff was swallowing the sea, the light shield it released protected Li Yu, who was unable to move at this time.
Both sides are gathering strength. They don't know what the final blow will be like, but Li Yu knows that only one will survive.
Because this level of confrontation had accumulated so much energy, it was no longer something their physical bodies could resist.
Li Yu gritted his teeth and continued to supply spiritual power to the Nine-section Staff. He secretly thought in his heart that you have to live up to your expectations. I'm all on you this time.
