Maoshan Ghost King

At this moment, the corpses of twenty or thirty humans and war horses were lying on the ground. The people behind were still marching towards Master Zen Mu and others, watching the battle damage of the cavalry. Getting stronger and stronger, the general who was riding the horse in the distance suddenly waved his hand, and hundreds of cavalry rushed out from behind him, and went straight to Master Zenmu and others. Although they were all practitioners, these The cavalry is not vegetarian. Ge Yu saw that some of these cavalry are also practitioners. Although the cultivation level is not very high, the number is too large. After several waves of charge, the Zen Mu master and the two special groups. The color was already hung on his body, and a few **** holes were cut on his body by the sword, dripping with blood.

The opponent has a large number of people, even if they are fighting with wheels, they can be consumed to death.

Several people looked at the **** battlefield, and their hearts trembled. If they encountered this kind of cavalry, they would not get any benefit.

Suddenly, those cavalrymen changed their strategy, but saw a dozen cavalrymen, each scattered with chains in their hands, and rushed toward them again.

At such a fast speed, once hit by the iron chain, even if it is not cut in half, it is estimated that the injury will be serious.

A group of people rode on horses with iron chains and charged from the front. Behind Master Zenmu and the others, there were 20 or 30 people holding spears in their hands to prevent them from retreating. This wave of attack felt like a lore. They There is no hope of surviving.

Seeing that the war horses were about to rush over, but seeing that the middle-aged man suddenly sacrificed the East Emperor Bell, and after several consecutive pinches, the East Emperor Bell suddenly became bigger, and the golden light suddenly enveloped. The earth and the people who are shaking can't open their eyes.

Even Ge Yu, who was hiding in the grass, once again saw the light emanating from the East Emperor Bell, and subconsciously shifted their eyes to other places.

This thing is an artifact, it can be regarded as the top magic weapon.

As the Eastern Emperor Bell kept getting bigger, the surrounding Qichang fluctuated endlessly, and the powerful force radiated out immediately made the horses panic, jumping and neighing continuously, and many soldiers fell from the horse.

The Golden Armored General who was sitting on the horse not far away was also taken aback by the Eastern Emperor Bell. The wildebeest underneath him kept jumping, and finally was comforted by him, and the crowd behind him suddenly panicked.

The Donghuang Bell, which is getting bigger and bigger, has runes flowing on it, and the shadows of runes are also reflected on the ground, magnificent and magnificent.

Seeing such an artifact, Ge Yu felt a little envious, if he could use it for himself.

But after all, this is someone's thing, and it is not appropriate to grab some things. The special team members who grab their things will not be hunted everywhere...

As soon as the Donghuang Bell appeared, it immediately ran across the cavalry on horseback and holding the chain. The result was self-evident, and the cavalry slammed up and flew more than ten meters away. , All died on the spot.

After hitting and killing more than a dozen cavalrymen, the Donghuang Bell changed its direction again and flew toward those with spears.

This time, it didn't hit these people, but fell from the sky and enveloped those people.

The middle-aged man once again pinched a Fajue, and took a distant shot in the direction of the East Emperor Bell. The East Emperor Bell suddenly made a huge buzzing sound, shaking the world.

After just ringing this moment, the Eastern Emperor Bell flew again in the sky and slammed into the rest of the cavalry again.

When the Eastern Emperor Bell flew again, Ge Yu and the others were shocked to find that the dozen or so people who had just been shrouded in the Eastern Emperor Bell fell to the ground one by one. The seven orifices were bleeding, and they were actually caught by the Eastern Bell. Shocked to death.

Ge Yu suddenly thought of the scene when he was sealed in the East Emperor Bell. The middle-aged man slapped the East Emperor Bell several times. He was shocked by the bleeding from Qiqiao and almost lost his life.

And these cavalry were too different from their own cultivation base, so they were trapped inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, and they were shaken to death in just one shot.

This artifact is really a good thing.

The cavalry surrounding Master Zen Mu and the others finally felt their true fear since the Eastern Emperor Bell was sacrificed.

This thing is a magical weapon that cannot be resisted by humans.

Hundreds of cavalrymen who had been hit turned their backs on their horses and screamed. The cavalry finally showed signs of defeat.

However, the golden-armored general sitting on the horned horse looked very calm. With a sudden wave of his hand, a group of people in black without armor appeared behind him, with a white scarf tied to his head and holding them in his hands. A jar rushed out of the group of cavalry, and went straight in the direction of Donghuang Bell.

This group of people with white scarfs on their heads is unusual at first glance, and they exude a strong breath of practitioners.

They dress somewhat like those elders in Wudu Village, with black robes on their bodies.

The middle-aged man in the special group saw these people rushing forward, and quickly pinched Fajue, urging the Donghuang Bell to slam into the people with white scarves on their heads.

"Be careful of these people, they seem to be wizards..." Master Zen Mu reminded aloud.

However, it was too late at this time, and the Donghuang Bell had already whizzed and slammed into those people.

Before the Eastern Emperor Bell hit them, the wizards with white scarves threw the jars in their hands high in the direction of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

I didn’t know what was in the jar. When it hit the East Emperor Bell, it broke apart, and some dark things flowed out. Drifting to them.

Several jars were thrown from the hands of the wizards in succession, and they fell to pieces on the Eastern Emperor Bell. The smell was stinking.

The Eastern Emperor Bell whizzed past, hitting several wizards in succession, each of them broke and fractured, and died on the spot, but the golden light covering the Eastern Emperor Bell quickly dimmed, and the Eastern Emperor Bell became more and more severe. As it gets smaller, the power it can radiate drops rapidly.

Seeing this scene, Li Zejian took a deep breath and said: "It's over, Master Zenmu and the two people are probably inevitable. The only Eastern Emperor Bell they rely on was broken, and the wizards smashed the Eastern Emperor. The jars of the bell are filled with pickled objects, such as human feces and urine, as well as the blood in the body of the carrion. All magical artifacts are afraid of being contaminated with such pickled objects. The power is greatly reduced."