After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 67 Trapped by myself

  When he saw the giant flood dragon attacking, he didn't dodge or evade, without even the slightest hesitation, he just held the knife in both hands, jumped high towards the dragon's head, and slashed straight down into the air!

  Split the mountains with all your strength, meet the gods and kill the gods.

  Even He Lingchuan, who had always hated him, had to admit that this action was so cool.

  Faced with such a domineering blow, the mighty Hei Jiao didn't want to take it with his face, so he repeated the old trick and lashed out with another tail whip.

  Even the tip of the tail is as thick as two people hugging each other, and the result of being hit must be broken muscles and bones.

  But Nian Songyu was not afraid at all, the blade cut and chopped directly on the dragon's tail.

  He was bounced straight away, but the tip of the opponent's tail, which was more than ten feet long, snapped off.

  Sun Fuping seemed unaware of the battle in front of him, but he prayed more and more urgently.

   Correspondingly, the white light on the ivory carvings became brighter and brighter. Obviously, there must be changes that are not conducive to the black dragon when it reaches its peak.

  So after throwing away Nian Songyu, the huge monster lowered its head and ran straight towards Sun Fuping.

  The huge dragon head is like a battering ram, with sharp right angles on it, even if it is pierced into the iron-covered city gate, it can break several big holes, not to mention Sun Fuping's flesh and blood?

  But the dozen or so golden armored soldiers stood in front of him, using their bodies to form a wall of armor, and several of the flood dragon heads flew away, while the rest of them exerted their strength together, unexpectedly forcibly withstood it.

  Several monster birds in the air swooped down and pecked at Sun Fuping.

   But before the sharp beak penetrated into the opponent's sky cap, it hit an invisible hard barrier, and broke with a click.

Enchantment.

  In order to gain the precious time of the 30 breaths, Sun Fuping has released the golden armored soldiers that consume a lot of energy, so how could he ignore the importance of the enchantment?

   But if one person wants to support two barriers at the same time, even Sun Guoshi, who is a master of Taoism, feels powerless.

  This consumption is not sustainable.

   As long as you survive thirty breaths, it will be fine.

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  He Chunhua lifted his breath, and shouted at the Gale Army outside the Thunder Formation: "Let's see what this is!"

  He took out something from the storage ring and held it up high.

  The storage space is generally very small, only about one cubic meter, and the number is still scarce, and the dignitaries in the capital may not be able to have one. He Chunhua took advantage of the perennial border guards, and this piece of stolen goods in his hand was originally seized.

  The things he took out really didn’t take up much space.

   This is just a stumped comb, with smoky marks, and the blue flower pattern on the top of the comb has faded a bit, but it is still barely intact.

As soon as this ugly comb appeared, the army on the opposite side became restless. Several generals, including the team leader who had fought with the Heishuicheng army before, suddenly stepped forward and stared at the comb directly outside the magic circle. .

  He Chunhua clearly remembered that Sun Guoshi identified from the sand leopard relic, which still had a strong resentment from Panlong City Commander Zhong Shengguang.

  Although Teacher Sun Daguo has deep plans and unclear goals, his level of knowledge and experience has always been on the line.

   Then this resentment must be no stranger to the Gale Army.

   Sure enough, as soon as the wooden comb was taken out, the hostility of the Gale army dropped instantly, and even no longer drove the resentful souls to collide with the formation.

  Anyone can feel that their hostility is greatly reduced.

   "Back off!" He Chunhua held up a wooden comb to fight against the extrajudicial army soul, "You are not needed here!"

  The Gale Army remained motionless, not even snorting or hooving the horses sitting under them.

  Situ Han whispered: "My lord, they may not understand human language, and besides, they were from Xiluo when they were alive."

  He Chunhua came to a sudden: "Yes, I heard that many resentful souls only live in their own world, and cannot talk to living people." Otherwise, why did the Gale Army only see the wooden comb and withdraw their hostility? No sane human being is usually so gullible.

   But this does not mean that he and the Gale Army cannot communicate at all.

  He Chunhua thought for a while, and made a retreat gesture. According to legend, Panlong City's military law has been spread throughout the Panlong Wasteland, and it has been continued to be used by later generations, including many gestures for drills and battles.

  He Chunhua is a person who led the army and fought in the war, so he is no stranger to this.

   Sure enough, after seeing this gesture, several commanders bowed their heads and saluted him, then turned around and waved their hands.

   I don't know how the ghosts communicate with each other. The whole army turned collectively and retreated slowly.

  The living people finally breathed a sigh of relief and were saved.

  Situ Han touched his back, it was wet and cold: "My lord, you said you have this baby!"

  He Chunhua rubbed his face, not bothering to pay attention to the complaints of the village bandit. Don't look at him as if he didn't do anything, but in fact, he has been confronting the Gale Army for so long, borrowing Tianlei's Sheji Order to quickly consume everyone's strength, and now he only feels exhausted physically and mentally, and he can't wait to sit down and have a good rest.

   "Go out, don't go too far." He motioned for everyone to go out, while reaching for the Sheji Order on the staff.

  The Gale Army does not pose a threat, so they don't need this formation. Besides, being swayed by Sun Fuping earlier, He Chunhua was always vigilant.

  A few soldiers walked out stepping on the talisman array, and then—

   Then he yelled loudly and was bounced back by the thunder barrier.

  They were stiff and writhing like malaria, and the hairs on their skin stood on end.

  Everyone was taken aback. Situ Han threw out a throwing knife, but the knife bounced back. Obviously, the formation is still merciful to the inside, not as cruel as dealing with the resentful souls outside.

   "My lord, we are trapped."

  He Chunhua on the other side couldn’t get back his Sheji Token either—the stick-headed animal head was biting too tightly, no matter how hard he pulled it, he wouldn’t let go.

  Now that things are up to now, no matter how dull people are, they can feel that something is wrong. He Chunhua even drew his knife and slashed at the top of the stick, trying to cut off the animal's head.

   There was a crisp sound of "Dang", but it failed.

  The sword is sharp, but the staff is not damaged.

   There are two magicians in the team, who came up to help when they saw this.

   As a result, their spellcasting was equally ineffective.

   "Come on, pull it out!" He Chunhua asked someone to take the rope and tie the stick, and the six big men shouted and exerted their strength at the same time.

  To be honest, even a pillar with two people hugging each other would fall down, but this staff stood in place, motionless.

   "Look, what should I do?" He Chunhua asked the two magicians.

   "The magic staff and the formation have been integrated into one. If the formation is not broken, the stick will not move." The two thought for a while and said, "To break the formation, first take the Sheji Order."

  The magic circle is driven by the order of the country. To break the circle, it is best to take away the source of power first.

   Here comes the paradox. Sun Fuping borrowed the power of the Sheji Order to trap He Chunhua himself; if He Chunhua and others want to get out of trouble, they must first break their own power!

  If a hundred of them work together, their morale will be high, and the power of the Sheji Order will also be strengthened; the stronger the formation, the harder it is for them to get out of trouble.

   Really unreasonable!

   At this time, a magician suddenly pointed to the ground and said, "My lord, there is another formation here!"

   Ask for collection, recommendation, and new book investment (only once).

  (end of this chapter)