The sun is shining brightly above our heads, and the fire is blazing beneath our feet.
The evil spirits that used to be arrogant and overbearing have long since become headless flies, constantly scurrying back and forth in the light of the fire.
The five flag commanders were not greedy for success at all. Armored vehicles and helicopters cooperated with each other to baptize every inch of the land in front of them with fire and swords.
However, I heard a wild beast-like roar coming from the distance, and more than two hundred tall figures took heavy steps and rushed towards the battlefield quickly.
Their footsteps fell on the ground like war drums, causing the surrounding trees and rocks to tremble.
Taoist priest Wu Mei looked up and shouted sternly: "It's the skeleton of a giant!"
There were not many giant skeletons, only about a hundred. But the momentum they took as they stepped into the sky made the earth tremble. Just looking at them with your eyes gave you an invincible feeling.
The great wizard Batugar shouted: "God marches!"
More than two hundred men rushed over quickly. They were holding slotted rune swords, and each of them was murderous. They roared at the giant skeleton that was about to pounce: "Kill!"
Wherever the sound goes, it is like muffled thunder in the sky, shocking people's hearts.
The height of Shen Xingjun is generally over 1.85 meters. Facing giant skeletons that are more than 20 meters high, they are like flies. But every one of Shen Xingjun is a master carefully trained by Mr. Jiang.
They are proficient in the art of shrinking into an inch, they know the art of reversal of yin and yang, they have sharp rune swords, and they have a fearless spirit.
Although it is much smaller than the giant skeleton, its aura is not weaker than that of the opponent at all!
The Lord of Death laughed sharply: "Zhang Wuren! Do you think the Divine Marching Army can stop the giant skeleton? Just wait! All the exorcists under your command will be eaten by them! None of them will survive!"
Zhang Wuren replied coldly: "With this little time, you might as well care more about yourself!"
He holds the sky with his left hand and touches the ground with his right hand, which is the starting position of the Yin Yang Heaven Shaking Hand!
The yin and yang auras surged up and down, and the yang qi rose, so much so that even the sun in the sky became a little brighter.
But the Lord of Death stamped his foot violently, and the descending Yin Qi instantly became violent.
Zhang Wuren stretched out his hand and shouted: "In the Yang world, the living are respected! Death should be hidden underground in the Nine Netherworld! Trap!"
One word of truth, trap.
The Lord of Death's feet suddenly became soft, as if he had fallen into a swamp. He looked down and saw that the ground under his feet was soft, reaching the level of his calves.
He was slightly frightened, knowing that he was the controller of death and that he was the body of a ghost. The weight of a ghost is generally about 21 grams, and with a body like an ordinary person, it can basically be said to be as light as a feather.
But the Yin Qi under his feet made him fall into it! What exactly was the method Zhang Wuren used? He even couldn't figure it out!
Although he didn't understand, the Lord of Death still stood up from the ground, suspended in mid-air. He clasped his hands together, and the stones on the ground began to beat.
The stones were as big as a tabletop, and the small ones were as big as a palm. Every rock was beating happily. Suddenly, the Lord of Death's eyes condensed and he shouted: "Get up!"
More than a dozen small rocks were thrown at Zhang Wuren.
Zhang Wuren smiled and said: "You are good at using Qi, and I happen to be good at using Qi. In that case, let's make gestures!"
He stretched his hands slightly, and the invisible aura suppressed the violent stones, and the rocks, trees, and even the unmelted ice blocks around him were all floating in the air.
Rocks were flying, air currents were flowing across the sky, and the strong wind in the sky picked up the snow on the ground, flying it up one after another, shrouding both of them.
The surrounding exorcist soldiers and evil spirits retreated desperately, not daring to get involved in the fight between Zhang Wuren and the Lord of Death.
Taoist Priest Wu Mei sighed softly and said, "After three years of not seeing each other, Zhang Wuren's strength has improved to such an extent! We are indeed still old!"
The great wizard Batugar laughed loudly: "What? Are you starting to accept your old age now? Wu Mei! Today's decisive battle is coming, why don't you and I also make gestures?"
"Let's see who kills the most giant bones!"
Taoist Priest Wu Mei's pride suddenly rose, and he roared: "Okay! Then let's make gestures!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and appeared steadily on the body of a giant skeleton. The ancient pine-patterned sword in his hand was illuminated by golden light. With a smooth strike, the arm of the giant corpse left its shoulders in an instant.
The giant corpse felt no pain, but the drop of his shoulder made him furious. With a roar, seven or eight giant corpses surrounded him.
Taoist Priest Wu Mei laughed loudly, and used the ancient pine-patterned sword in one hand with great proficiency. Relying on his extremely proficient in shrinking the ground to an inch, he suddenly disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already lying on the back of the neck of a giant corpse.
The sword cut off his neck.
The huge head of the giant's corpse suddenly fell, and then a cloud of smoke and dust was splashed. The fracture of the head left the three souls and seven souls of the Longbo Kingdom giant unable to hide, and they quickly came out of the body.
Unexpectedly, Taoist Priest Wu Mei had been prepared a long time ago. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a drop of black water began to spin.
The water droplets looked inconspicuous, but as soon as they appeared, the surrounding humidity rose rapidly, and the rocks that were originally dry and blown by the wind were instantly covered with a layer of misty water vapor.
Taoist Priest Wu Mei changed the spell in his hand, and bubbles rose up one after another. One of the bubbles began to shrink rapidly as soon as it came into contact with the three souls and seven souls of the Lord of Death.
While shrinking and retreating, he fell into the hands of Taoist Wu Mei in an instant.
Taoist Priest Wu Mei sneered, stretched out his hand to squeeze, and several giants from the Long Bo Kingdom fell to the ground in an instant, motionless.
What is the difference between a soulless giant corpse and a pile of rotten meat?
Batugar smiled slightly, stretched out his hands and slapped the ground hard. This slap seemed soft and weak on the surface, as if it was just a press on the ground.
But the giants of the Longbo Kingdom in front of him didn't know what was going on. They stumbled one after another and fell directly to the ground.
Compared with the Exorcist, Batugar's path is more like that of the great witches of the Fuxi era. They also use yin and yang, but do not use runes.
What carries the yin and yang breath is another unknown method.
After those Long Bo Kingdom giants fell down, they struggled two or three times in a row, but could not get up. The surrounding Long Bo Kingdom giants hurriedly reached out to help them, but to their surprise, they just touched their companions' bodies, and their bodies were like gourds rolling on the ground.
He fell again.
The three giants of Long Bo Kingdom fell and immediately became six.
The remaining giants from the Long Bo Kingdom were simple-minded and didn't think much about it. They subconsciously continued to help, so the number of six became twelve again.
To put it bluntly, the giant corpses are not the real giants of Longbo Kingdom after all. Their brains are severely damaged, and they only know how to act on instinct.
Only a few giant corpses with intelligence still remember the past glory of the giants of Long Bo Kingdom, and still have the pride of being a giant in their hearts.
The twelve giants lay on the ground and struggled continuously, but Batugar continuously changed his hands into more than a dozen weird postures. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and flames shot up into the sky, turning the twelve giants into a sea of fire.
Taoist Wumei gave Batugar a thumbs up. The great wizard of shamanism is indeed extraordinary!
Suddenly, a thick wooden stick swept across and aimed at Batugar's waist. Before the stick could reach him, a cold wind hit his face.
Taoist Priest Wu Mei's face changed color slightly, but no one would be sure if he were to rescue him now: the opponent's speed was too fast!