My golden finger is delicious

108

Of course Wu Ding would not set fire to the grassland.

The beads he took out were not just mirage beads he could fish out of a river full of them.

The environment created with mirage beads is so lifelike that your brain misjudges the world.

That was the first time I tried my best, but even the serious tree demon, a native resident of the rainforest, was fooled.

Now that it suddenly appears in the small world, the effect is naturally so good that it explodes.

Not to mention that Wu Ding wants the effect to be realistic.

The one used was not an ordinary flame, but Bi Fang's fire.

The aura of the top fire monster brings despairing intensity and heat.

Whether there are ordinary people or practitioners at the scene.

The moment the flames burned, there was a sense of oppression and despair that one had been burned to ashes.

Everyone at the scene was running away in terror.

The horses were all in disarray immediately.

No matter how well-trained a horse is, you cannot force others to remain calm when encountering such a life-and-death crisis.

The five-element warriors on the luxurious carriages could only suppress their fear of flames, and first cut off the reins, bridles, scales, yokes, horses and other things on the horses with their swords. Let the horse be free in an instant.

Otherwise, before the fire even burns over, the horse's penis will be enough to dismantle the frame and overturn it.

After completing this step, the Five Elements warriors faced the blazing fire and looked at the horses running away but not daring to rush towards the fire. The despair once again surfaced in their hearts and filled with all their thoughts.

There is no escape, this is no ordinary fire.

Those who can't run away have almost exhausted their spiritual energy.

So what if I could escape?

The fourth prince, the high priest, the three apprentices of the high priest, and several nobles.

No matter who the people on the chariot died, they had to be buried with them.

A fire warrior covered himself with his own flames and rushed into the sea of ​​fire in an attempt to escape.

Everyone witnessed him wailing miserably as he was burned in the flames, and witnessed his helpless and painful collapse.

There was an unwilling water warrior who gathered his last strength to attack the flames. His spells were useless and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Finally, he condensed a water blade and cut his own throat directly, welcoming death happily.

The decisiveness of this water-based warrior seemed to have a chain suicide effect.

Those who did not have the courage to commit suicide had a smile of relief on their faces when facing the sword light that Li Li stabbed in front of them.

It's so good, I don't have to be exposed to the flames, and I don't have to die in the torture of failure of duty.

very nice.

Wu Ding and Li Li mercilessly harvested the Five Elements Warriors who had a death wish.

One for long-range attack and one for close-range attack in perfect harmony.

It's not like he tried his best to take them both away, but unfortunately, the resistance was ineffective.

It’s not like there weren’t people who wanted to surrender to survive, but unfortunately, the surrender was ineffective.

While they were busy killing here, they did not forget to distract themselves from the High Priest Bie Zhen and his three disciples.

They are the ceiling of strength in this team.

Especially don’t be serious!

The reason why Five Elements Warriors are trained as cannon fodder and war machines is that no matter how powerful they are and how powerful their moves are, there is an upper limit to their strength.

That's why the fourth prince could rely on his temporary motivation and chase two magical horses regardless of the consumption of the Five Elements Warriors.

Even if it is seen that the other party has the intention of fishing and consuming the Five Elements Warriors.

Several priests also coveted the divine horse, and by the way, they gave the fourth prince face and did not use any long-range attacks at all.

On the contrary, it's a bit like taking advantage of the situation.

Both sides are fishing. They all thought the fishing rod was in their hands.

What the Liao people didn't expect was that Wu Ding would act so inconsistently.

With the hostages in their hands, they killed them as soon as they were told, and also released a traitor among them.

Then fire surrounded them.

Damn it!

Who is he?

The four priests gathered around and began to chant prayer spells, obviously intending to join forces to amplify their moves.

Looking at the entire chaotic scene, the MVP turned out to be the fourth prince.

As early as when Wu Ding and the others first started taking action.

The fourth prince reacted quickly.

Qi Luck Dantian shouted directly with the loudest voice: "All ordinary people gather here! They don't dare to kill me!"

The ordinary servants and followers who were frightened and collapsed by the sea of ​​fire immediately seemed to have a backbone, and they all gathered at the edge of the large carriage.

Try your best to stick your whole body around the Fourth Prince.

Especially the slaves.

They are used to their identities being like dust, and they are used to being abandoned like half of their belongings at the first moment.

At this moment, no matter whether the Fourth Prince was using them as a shield to threaten the Song Dynasty monks who always cared about "rules", they all thanked the Fourth Prince for his words from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, almost all slaves swear loyalty in their hearts.

It's a gamble that the fourth prince would shout like that.

He thinks his chances of winning are not small.

The so-called person who knows you best is always your enemy.

The fourth prince was certain that these Han people would spare his life.

But his face didn't look better at all.

No matter which country it is, when the old emperor is not too old and the young princes have grown up and matured, and more than one is very outstanding...

The royal atmosphere will be quite subtle.

There is still some possibility for brothers and sisters to be together in Song Dynasty.

The Han people are a country that pays attention to etiquette. If the eldest son is virtuous, the other descendants are absolutely hopeless.

But in Liao...I'm sorry.

The nomadic people did refer to some of the customs of the Han people and made some improvements.

But in the final analysis, they believe more in the supremacy of strength.

Only strong warriors can lead them to make the grassland more prosperous.

The fourth prince had fully anticipated that after this incident, he would lose so many people around him. When he returned, he would not be suppressed by his other brothers.

His father, who had always favored him, might have to punish him.

Seeing that the Five Elements Warriors had been killed, the fourth prince gritted his teeth and directly ordered several priests not to care about him.

Bie Zhen glanced at the fourth prince and led his disciples to salute the fourth prince.

The monks should not interfere too much in the affairs of the dynasty.

Too much entanglement of cause and effect is a burden of karma for them and a hopelessness of practice.

But the Liao Kingdom is not as rich as the Central Plains after all.

The vast grassland is rich in cattle, sheep and pasture, but not in the exotic flowers and precious jade and stones needed for practice.

Even the monsters and trees are much less than those of the Han people.

What makes the Liao people even more depressed is.

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were not so barren before, but why did this land become the Liao after it was named.

It was good at the beginning, but the feeling of barrenness soon reappeared.

In a word, the cultivators of the Liao Kingdom... are poor.

Bie Zhen is one of the five high priests under the Liao King.

He is especially accused of protecting his favorite son.

So even if there are ten thousand reasons to let go of the fourth prince, they cannot ignore him before the fourth prince speaks.

Bie Zhen is still calm, and the three disciples look at each other.

They are more optimistic about the fourth prince.

He is a good investment target with this vision, courage, mind and courage.

It can only be said that the same scene, different drama.

Wu Ding and Li Li are standard and simple fairy tales.

As for the Liao Kingdom.

That is really a human tragedy and a fantasy drama of court affairs.

Well, the fantasy part is about to begin.

The fire had been burning for so long that all the five elements warriors were killed.

The four priests' ultimate moves were also ready.

The surviving slaves naively thought that the high priests were calling the wind and rain to extinguish the fire.

What a pity, the priests who had long felt that the fire was unusual would not do such a thankless task.

They had other magic weapons on them, enough to protect them for a while.

It was right to kill the two people with all their strength.

A strange black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, condensing and expanding in an instant.

At the same time, the four priests also aged at least 20 years after the black cloud formed.

They fell to the ground weakly and could not move, and their staffs were all shattered.

None of the things they wore on their bodies were saved.

The thunderclouds in the sky began to turn blood red, and then turned black and purple.

The evil ghosts cried, and the blood was thick. The extremely yin and poisonous aura suppressed all the power between the four directions under the background of the strange thunderclouds.

Even the illusion created by Wu Ding was suppressed by this force.

The illusion was not very real.

"These fires are fake! Damn despicable Han people."

Wu Ding did not wait to be slapped in the face.

He directly put away the illusion.

The weak man lying on the ground was left behind, which was even more embarrassing.

Being able to cast such a powerful illusion is indeed Wu Ding's strength, and his consumption is definitely not small.

But the humiliation brought by defeat under the illusion is the strongest among those who are inferior to others.

"Something is wrong, run."

Li Li pulled Wu Ding onto the horse and galloped away at the fastest speed.

When he learned that there was a high priest, Bie Zhen, one of the five great priests.

Li Li still dared to accompany Wu Ding to continue fighting.

In addition to the confidence in Wu Ding's identity, the more safety guarantee is the two horses.

As long as they run fast enough, the stolen things behind them will not catch up with them.

"Thunder is the most masculine and masculine existence, how could it be accompanied by such a sinister evil cloud?"

"Now is not the time to discuss this."

Li Li looked back while galloping.

My heart suddenly sank.

"Don't be crazy, this is to invite a demigod! Quick, run, run into the border of Song, and we will be safe."

Li Li was almost hoarse.

They are just small characters! !

They actually invited a demigod.

The two divine horses also felt something was wrong, and they exerted their peak speed at the same time.

"What is that?" At the current speed, they can't communicate without spells.

"The evil gods on the Liao side can get the gods' gift if they pay different prices."

The gods' gift includes but is not limited to the direct display of power.

The gods cannot descend to the mortal world, and inviting a demigod is to mobilize the greatest power that the evil gods can give to the lower world.

Usually, you don't see it once in a whole war.

Li Li began to reflect on whether they were so cruel to bully people?

It's okay.

Isn't it just killing some idiot strong man and scaring them with fire? As for inviting demigods!

Wu Ding also complained like this at the beginning.

When the evil cloud behind them condensed into a terrifying face and attacked them at the speed of lightning, Wu Ding suddenly remembered something.

The priest they killed first after entering Liao. The one who later attracted the bloody strong man.

At that time, the bloody strong man called him a slave and came to help in an instant. They felt the breath of conspiracy.

Now, the High Priest Biezhen is so angry, I'm afraid this incident is also involved.

"Fuck!" Li Li threw a jade pendant behind Xie Yun's first attack without saying a word.

But this piece of cake resistance.

It only brought Xie Yun's hahaha laughter.

Wu Ding did not delay, and threw the talisman paper back as if it was free (it was indeed free).

Xie Yun was blocked by Wu Ding for a while, and suddenly changed its shape and color.

The ferocious ghost head broke through the talisman blockade and rushed towards them.

"What should we do? It seems that we can't make it to the border. How about fighting back?"

"It's useless. The god's descent is not an indiscriminate attack. He knows the enemy and me."

"Just this thing, it doesn't seem to have any IQ. Who told him that it's an enemy and me? Bie Zhen behind? Then we have to rush back."

Kill Bie Zhen, this thing attacks indiscriminately, and they may have a chance of survival.

"It's not Biezhen, the demigod is different from other spells. Biezhen is not qualified to control the power of God. But we and the ones behind...are we not obvious enough to be enemies? Even if God's consciousness is not complete, he can still tell who usually worships him and who are his people."

Li Li was desperate. He was doomed today. He looked at Wu Ding's cold and handsome face without a trace of hesitation.

Suddenly, he felt regretful that he had not had time to tell his master about this huge secret.

But when he looked up at Xie Yun, he was full of pride again.

There are limits to the descent of God!

He! Li Li!

Before the war, he could trick a descent of God! Make a fortune! !

"Wu Ding, you go first, I'll hold you back."

At this moment, Wu Ding's brain was also spinning at high speed. He thanked himself for the Nth time for his calm mind in the face of crisis.

What to do?

How to solve it?

The big guys in the mountain and sea world have begun to propose costly solutions.

Wu Ding calmly eliminated and selected.

"God... Is the evil god a real god?"

"Although he is a pheasant, he is indeed... It's already a certain time! Are you still concerned about this? Go away, this is what will be written on my epitaph! My life was taken away by the descent of the gods!"

Li Li threw several more magic weapons behind him.

There were substitutes, explosions, attacks, defenses, and even a bottle of pills was accidentally smashed out.

Wu Ding, however, had a large trumpet made of rhinoceros horns in his hand.

Strange notes sang out of his mouth.

Under the spread of the trumpet and magic, the melodious and mysterious singing spread across the grassland in an instant.

Li Li was just wondering why Wu Ding started singing.

Then he saw the evil cloud behind him suddenly brake.

No more chasing.

Looking at the expression of the ghost face on the evil cloud, it seemed very comfortable, very happy, and very satisfied.

The crisis was temporarily resolved.

Wu Ding immediately got off the horse and changed into a set of robes.

People stood on the grassland and danced the most primitive sacrificial dance to please heaven and earth.

Wonderful singing and unique dancing.

It looked strange at first glance, but I couldn't help being obsessed with the movements and bewitched by the singing.

I saw that the evil clouds above were comforted by the dance.

This trick worked.

Wu Ding's posture changed.

The dance and singing conveyed a meaning.

Great God, take a closer look, who is your most beloved people, who is your favorite person, who is trying to use you to harm me?