Chapter 211 Manzhu Shahua, the heroic soul of the past! (1st update)
Chapter 211 Manzhu Shahua, the heroic soul of the past! (1st update)
Beside the ancient tower.
The elegant young man in blue had a deep smile in his eyes, and he gently stroked the ancient arrow rest with the meaning of fire in his hand.
Between the fingers, thousands of flaming arrows and crossbows rained down like locusts.
"Master Bishamon, this former Soochow beacon tower does have some capabilities." A rather hoarse voice sounded, and the thin black gauze was stained with blood, outlining an incomparably graceful silhouette.
This is an exquisite and exquisite beauty.
"Under such a sky full of arrows and crossbows, there should be enough dead souls needed, right?"
The slightly aloof figure walked slowly forward, with black gauze floating in the air, as if she was in smoke and mist.
"That's enough."
The young man named "Bishamon" nodded slightly and closed his palms slightly.
The extremely holy Buddha light blooms.
Behind him, a mighty phantom of gods emerged.
He is two feet tall, his whole body is like sandalwood and gold, and he has two arms on one side.
In the right hand, there is this glass umbrella inlaid with countless treasures; on the left hand, there is an exquisite white jade rat climbing.
"Buddhist Dharma protector, Da Bishamonten, is also the king of the North's Tao Wen Zun Celestial Being!"
When the hoarse voice sounded, the almost substantial golden light condensed, and the simple yet mysterious formation spread out from the young man's palm.
"The first time I used it, the effect was pretty good."
The young man smiled quite confidently.
Gold, silver, colored glaze, coral, amber, clam, agate, treasures called the "Seven Treasures" in Buddhism were scattered by him into the formation.
A touch of rich blood condensed, blooming into a bright red, hazy that seemed real and illusory.
"If it weren't for Zhu Qingfeng's stupid daughter, I might not have been able to collect the Seven Treasures of such perfect quality. The summoning of Manzhu Shahua was much smoother than I imagined."
"Even if you lose the old man's corpse soul insect, it's still worth it!"
The young man looked into the distance.
The blood on the earth gradually dissipated, replaced by the ocean-like red flowers.
Countless hazy shadows slowly condensed.
"The world is so stupid that they actually think that the treasures between the red cliff altars are the fragments of the divine weapons left behind. How ridiculous!" The young man smiled quite calmly: "In the past, there were so many heroes fighting on this battlefield."
His hand slowly moved across the hazy black shadow, and he said softly: "Now that time has passed, even though they have passed away, the extraordinary power of Manzhushahua, combined with the remaining aura in the Red Cliff Altar, is enough to bring them back.
Dead souls!"
"This is what I need."
The woman shrouded in black veil shook her head slightly: "This person has passed away. Even if you can bring back the soul of the past, it is just like a walking corpse. You can't get the inheritance."
But the young man laughed loudly, with a bit of heroism in his eyes: "Who said what I want is inheritance?"
There was something domineering in his eyes:
"Our Li family can be considered relatives of the emperor. My grandmother is the eldest sister of Queen Wenwen. Your Majesty is unjust now, and the world will be in chaos sooner or later. It is best to make plans early!"
"I don't care about inheritance or anything like that! What I want is the luck of the dragon and tiger who became emperor in troubled times!"
"What I want is the king's destiny!"
Endless flaming crossbow arrows fell from the sky.
On the thunderous blade, there is a quiet and holy Buddha's light surging.
The sword energy is like a wave, sweeping across all directions.
Bang bang bang——
The broken arrows and crossbows were scattered all over the place like rocks in a strong wind.
Glittering sparks splashed to the ground.
"What a domineering crossbow, its power is definitely not inferior to the imperial court's divine crossbow!"
Suddenly, a faint cold wind swept around him.
Chen Xiu frowned slightly and murmured: "Such a gloomy aura, but also a reversal of life and death? Could it be that there are also fragments of the reincarnation seal here?"
As his eyes swept over, he noticed.
The river on both sides of the building boat was already as bright red as blood.
There seems to be magic between the extremely delicate petals, which makes people feel immersed in it.
The increasingly rich breath of life and death floats and disperses.
Faintly, mottled figures like ghosts appeared above the corpses.
"The dead souls of the past have all been resurrected."
Chen Xiu murmured: "Could it be that this is the legendary Manzhu Shahua?"
Manzhu Shahua, also known as Bianhuahua.
According to legend, it is a flower that blooms on the other side of the living and can awaken the memory of the dead.
On the building ship, there are endless souls floating around at this moment.
A huge evil spirit swept across the sky.
Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the bag of heaven and earth.
The cold light flashed, and the crescent halberd with its red tip fell into his palm.
Silver-blue ferocious heavy armor condensed in the void, and a burly figure like a ghost slowly emerged, holding a bright silver crescent halberd, an eagle on its shoulder, a tiger's head on its chest, and a hooked sickle hanging on its waist.
.
The ancient summoning of tigers!
The first of the five good generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Marquis of Jinyang, a former general!
Zhang Liao, Zhang Wenyuan!
boom!
The endless evil spirit shoots straight into the sky!
At this moment, Chen Xiu felt a bit like he was in an iron-blooded battlefield.
As the building and boat swayed, the endlessly resurrected souls all bowed their heads at this moment!
A force of iron-blooded domineering power spreads out!
The young man in green shirt suddenly looked back, with a somewhat solemn look in his eyes, and murmured: "How is it possible, the soul of the dead has already resurrected!"
How could anyone move faster than him?
Even though those generals are now just bones among the barren graves, they are still the ones who will leave their names in history.
During their lifetimes, they were all divine generals who reigned supreme in troubled times!
The Manzhu Shahua alone is not qualified to call back their dead souls!!
Only when the weather, the right location, and the right people and people are all right, can it be done.
"The moment when the iron rope crosses the river, you can take advantage of the weather; the space between the buildings and boats can take advantage of the situation! As for this man, I can only say that this guy is very lucky. By coincidence, he found the soldiers in the palm of the former Northern Wei Dynasty general
edge."
The young man's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's just that he is too reckless."
"Why do you say that?" The woman's hoarse voice sounded.
The young man said slowly: "Even though the fusion is from the former divine generals, their skills, cultivation, magical powers, and even their compatibility are all different. Sometimes, it will be counterproductive."
His eyes fell on the evil energy that filled the sky like clouds, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Such a huge evil energy, I am afraid that only a few people can control it."
"not to mention."
There was a hint of indifference in the young man's eyes: "Even if he calls back five good generals, so what? They are the emperor's ministers after all. In Chibi, only the three overlords are my goals!"
"It is recorded in the classics that after the Battle of Chibi, Yelong of the Northern Wei Dynasty was seriously injured and his destiny was no longer the same. The real dragon of Xishu and the yellow dragon of Jiangnan rose in the wind. The pattern of three parts of the world has begun. What you want is
,Whose luck?" The woman spoke slowly.
The young man smiled leisurely.
Walking down the arrow stand, I held it casually.
A thunderous white rainbow flashed.
"This is my choice."
The young man's face showed a confident smile, as if he had everything under control: "Emperor Huanglong of Jiangnan and Dongwu, wields the Six Swords of the King of Wu!"
"The first is called White Rainbow, the second is called Purple Lightning, the third is called to ward off evil spirits, the fourth is called Meteor, the fifth is called Qingming, the sixth is called Baili! The one who sends out all six swords together will soar into the sky!"
At this time, thunder bloomed in the sky in the distance.