I have an eternal eye

Poof!

The sword flashed and flesh and blood splattered.

A human head rolled to the ground, mixed with mud and blood, his face was ashen, and his fangs were exposed.

Zheng Sanlang knew this person.

Although I couldn't tell him by name, they were in the same team when they escorted Xiangrui to Beijing a few years ago. They camped on the road, ate meat, drank a lot, and bragged and joked.

Everything seems to have happened yesterday,

It seemed like a long time passed.

The spiritual energy revives and the fog disaster comes, everyone is in danger, and former comrades have become enemies.

However, Zheng Sanlang could no longer care about his sadness. Looking at the zombies roaring around him and rushing towards them like wild beasts, he could only form a circular formation with his teammates and wave the sword desperately.

According to the Taoist priest at Xuandu Temple behind him, this thing is called a walking corpse, which is catalyzed by the poison of corpse plague and is not as strong as the steel and iron bones of zombies.

But this number is too much.

Almost all of the nearly a thousand people in the vanguard camp were transformed into this thing. They broke free from the ropes and rushed from all directions to surround them.

Phew~

A yellow talisman flew out from behind.

More than a dozen walking corpses, like dry wood being ignited, instantly turned into pyrotechnics, and also ignited the walking corpses around them.

But facing a tide of thousands of corpses, it was nothing.

puff!

A Taoist from Xuandu Temple who was being guarded in the center suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and stumbled to the ground, his face pale.

This is caused by excessive use of talismans, which leads to chaos in the true energy.

call out!

Suddenly, a sharp arrow flew out of the darkness, as thick as a baby's arm. It pierced the Taoist's chest and nailed him to the tree next to him with a bang.

“Ho ho…”

Blood foam kept pouring out of the Taoist's mouth.

When he was dying, he remembered his master's words:

We monks must not be complacent, especially on the battlefield. If your true energy is exhausted and you have no power to fight back, even those mortals can kill you.

If I had known this, I would not have gone down the mountain...

The Taoist felt regretful, his head drooped and he lost his breath.

"Junior Brother Lu!"

Another Taoist in the defensive circle roared and turned around suddenly to look into the darkness of the forest, his sword buzzing and trembling behind him.

Although angry, he did not act rashly.

He is a sword cultivator from Divine Sword Peak, but his skills are too weak. He has just gained control of the sword spirit and only has two or three chances to use his sword.

He knew that Brother Daliang had already dispatched.

There should be at least two people, one uses secret methods to wake up the walking corpse, and the other uses secret arrows to attack.

Only by killing these two people would they have a chance to survive.

But do they still have time...

Looking at the zombies rushing around him, cold sweat broke out on the Taoist's forehead unknowingly.

Cui Laodao was also in the team.

He was covered in mud at the moment, and his foot was sprained during the escape. His face was pale and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Not to mention fighting back, he didn't even have the strength to get up and run away.

Looking at the surrounding scene, his heart was filled with despair, and he murmured: "It seems that my life will be decided here today..."

…………

At Yunxia Pass in the distance, Liang Jun was ready.

On the cliff leading to the pass, there are watchtowers and secret sentries every tens of meters. A simple temple has been built in the walled urn city, and the flames are blazing in the huge brazier.

More than thirty monks from the Huoluo Sect gathered around, holding spells and offering sacrifices crazily. It was the Altar of Adventism.

If you look from the spiritual world at this moment, you can see a towering clone of Lord Brahma, standing like a hill. The four arms behind him are equipped with magical weapons. In terms of momentum, he is much more powerful than before.

It seems to be a serious battle, but the atmosphere is relatively relaxed.

On top of the city wall, Hou Kun stood with his hands behind his hands, listening to the roar of corpses in the thick fog in the distance. Although he couldn't see the whole scene clearly, he had some guesses.

At this moment, a soldier quickly ran to the city wall, cupped his fists and shouted: "Report! The Dragon Tooth Guard of Yuzhen Mansion has killed two Xuandu Temple disciples."

"The manager knows everything like a god!"

People around him were flattering him one after another.

"It's just a small thing, not worth mentioning."

Hou Kunyun Danfeng waved his hand lightly and sneered: "I have been fighting in Daliang for more than half a year. Although I have suffered a lot of losses, my experience is not comparable to that of these caged birds."

"Let the eminent monks of the Fire Sect keep an eye on it. If nothing unexpected happens, these people's goal is to destroy the God Advent Altar."

"Yes, Controller."

Someone immediately ran to deliver the order.

When others heard Hou Kun's words, they also believed it.

Over the past six months, they had already discovered this while fighting against the Yanjia Sect.

The monks of the sect were aloof and only regarded the mortal army as pawns, commanding them randomly and causing heavy losses to the army several times.

The only advantage was to send a team of experts to attack, which caused them a lot of trouble.

As for turning dead soldiers into walking corpses and setting traps, it has long been Liang Jun's regular combat method.

Not to mention the enemy troops, even Liang Jun's own corpses were not spared, and the lower-level soldiers were already used to this.

It seems like an evil act, but no one cares.

Only those who survive the war have a chance to speak.

There was some worry in the eyes of the marching commander Shi Wenhe, "Sir, the news that we have captured Yunxia Pass has been sent back. There are many people in the court who are dissatisfied with you, and I am afraid that they will add insult to injury."

Hou Kun didn't care after hearing this, and asked with a smile: "Wen He, how do you think the war situation in Cangzhou will develop?"

Marching Commander Shi Wenhe was silent for a moment, "There was a military report a few days ago that the Yanjia Sect produced a large number of strange puppets, sacrificing the flesh and blood of the people, and released them on the battlefield."

"These puppets don't distinguish between friend and foe, and are good at evading the ground. They come and go without a trace, devouring the flesh and blood of living creatures like monsters, creating a large no-man's land, and they are also able to restrain zombies and insect monsters."

"The army was blocked and has retreated more than two hundred miles."

"Whether it will be victory or defeat, I dare not guess. The only thing that is certain is that this war will probably last longer."

"yes."

Hou Kun sneered, "Those people in the court all want to establish an immortal dynasty, but they underestimate the sect's profound potential. After getting used to war, it will only become more and more difficult to deal with."

"If we win, it will be a good thing to destroy the Yanjia Sect. Yunxia Pass will be the frontline stronghold for Daliang's attack on Huaizhou in the future."

"If defeated, Yunxia Pass can also become a defensive stronghold to deter Huaizhou and prevent Xuandu Temple from making any changes."

"Winning or losing, it doesn't matter if you win Yunxia Pass!"

As he spoke, he smiled slightly and said: "Compared to the cruelty of the battlefield in Cangzhou, what does this place mean? If we don't brave some wind and waves, how can we catch big fish!"

These words made all the soldiers excited.

call out!

At this moment, there was another sound of arrows shooting out of the fog.

There is a copper kettle whistle in front of the sounding arrow. Depending on the shape, the sound it makes is slightly different. It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish, but for military officers and soldiers, it is clear and distinct.

"Manager, the situation has changed!"

"A master breaks into the battlefield!"

"The lurking Wolf Fang Guard has lost contact!"

call out! call out! call out!

The sound of arrows kept coming, and the bad news kept coming.

In the end, the roar of the corpse tide disappeared in the thick fog, and it was quiet, as if there was some monster hidden inside.

The smile on Hou Kun's face also solidified.

A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Send the order to the eminent monk of the Fire Sect, please visit the God of Fire!"

After giving the order, the messenger immediately jumped down from the city wall.

Around the God Advent Altar, the Huoluo Sect monks who heard the order did not waste any time and worked together to lift out a colorful rope man.

This is the material used by the Fire God's Art of Traveling Fire.

The difference is that this colorful rope man is huge, even stronger than an ordinary strong man.

boom!

The rope man fell into the brazier and set off three feet of fire.

The raging flames actually formed a fire tornado, spiraling up and forming a three-foot-high flaming man above the city wall.

When the Daliang sergeants saw this, there was no strange color in their eyes.

As the Huo Luo religion became the state religion of Daliang, temples were spread everywhere, millions of soldiers and civilians prayed devoutly every day, incense and aspiration gathered crazily, and the strength of the Brahma God also recovered a lot.

Although the Huo Luo Sect monks could only practice slowly to prevent their souls from being overwhelmed by divine magic, the power of the God Advent Altar has doubled.

Different from ordinary wandering fire, after this huge fireman appeared, a majestic thought surged out from the spiritual world and poured into the body of the fireman.

Wolf head, four arms, human body, scorpion tail...

The fire man gradually took on the appearance of Brahma.

Phew~

The fireman flew out and quickly reached the sky above the canyon. The torch in his hand shone brightly, lighting up the entire canyon.

Although the mist is still there, the canyon can be clearly seen with the naked eye.

On the canyon mountain road, two monks from the Yuzhen Palace with sharp horns were seen bleeding on the spot, and there was no movement.

Zhang Biaozheng led Cui Laodao and others to leave the dense forest and retreat along the mountain road toward the Huaizhou camp.

Sergeant Huaizhou also saw this scene clearly.

But no one cheered, because the huge wolf-headed flaming man above the canyon was really frightening.

Xu Chen naturally saw it, with cold eyes, and whispered: "The common god Dharmakaya... the Fire Luo Sect has become a climate, but if you dare to leave the divine realm, you will not know whether to live or die!"

After saying that, he jumped up on the altar and shouted: "In the Court of Advent the God, thunder will punish the God!"

When all the Taoist priests heard this, they chanted the mantra in unison.

On the other side, Zhang Biao was also a little surprised. He looked up at the burning man in the sky and used his spiritual vision.

Wandering Fire God (Yellow Level 3)

1. The divine art of Fire Religion evolved from the art of traveling with fire. It can be transformed into the manifest body of the Brahma God with the help of the deity altar.

2. Due to the divine thoughts of the Brahma God, you can perform the fire-traveling, flying-sand, transparency, and spirit-controlling magics of the Fire God. The incense will dissipate when the power of the incense is exhausted. The weak point is the targeted magic spell.

3. This ancient magic once made the countries in the Western Regions fearful. The god of fire flew across the sky and patrolled the surrounding areas in sandstorms...

It seems that the Fire Sect is also on the rise.

Zhang Biao sighed in his heart, but didn't care. He shouted to the horrified Cui Laodao and others: "Don't pay attention, hurry up and leave!"

At this time, they were only two miles away from Yunxia Pass. Hou Kun on the city wall had naturally seen it. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes and he laughed loudly: "Brother Zhang, why don't you say hello when you meet old friends?"

As he spoke, he gestured to the people next to him.

Besides the generals of the Longwu Army, there were also many Yuzhen Palace Dragon Tooth Guards beside him. One of them had a pale face and dark pupils, like a dead person.

After seeing Hou Kun's order, he immediately came to the city wall, lit the paper charms, and shook a huge copper bell at the same time.

Ring ring ring!

The bell rang quickly, and the walking corpses that had lost control and were lying on the ground in the dense forest all got up again and surrounded everyone from all directions.

At the same time, the huge wolf-headed Vulcan God in the sky also slowly fell down, blocking everyone's way...

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