Taoist companions help me live forever

"Kill!"

The melee in the palace continues.

Lin Zhen has completely disappeared since using a sword.

Most of the rebels had been dazzled by the wealth and splendor of the palace. They had forgotten their faith for a while and did not notice the leader.

As a royal family that has ruled the Yue Kingdom for more than four hundred years, the accumulation in the palace can be imagined.

The rebel army had never seen such a scene before. Even a brick of gold on the ground would be enough to feed and clothe them for a lifetime.

First they were fighting because of different camps, and in the end they were fighting for treasure, even people from the same camp were not spared.

"What's mine, it's all mine!"

A rebel with his arms full of jewelry fell in a pool of blood, still thinking about it before he died.

The companion kicked the corpse away, pulled out the jewelry from his arms, and took a sip.

"Made, you deserve it too!"

"I saw it first! Let it go!"

A general with red eyes cut off his subordinate's arm because he had just touched a golden glazed pagoda with his hand.

"Hahaha!!"

The general hugged the pagoda and laughed wildly.

Boom! ! !

The closed palace collapsed because the pillars were pried away by the rebels. Dozens of people were trapped under the rubble, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Scenes like this happened everywhere in the palace.

Desire is a wild beast that cannot be controlled once it is unleashed.

Blood became the main color of the palace.

…

Yu Xian followed the crowd into the depths of the palace, but he did nothing. He just lay motionless in the corner, pretending to be a corpse.

Then not long after, the bodies of two unlucky guys were pressed down on him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the unlucky guy staring at him.

"Brother, it's not me who killed you. There's no point in glaring at me. Let's borrow some blood."

Yu Xian wiped some blood on his face, and the Qi Condensation Technique that he had mastered sealed all his breath, just like the dead bodies on the ground.

At the forefront of his sight, about three hundred meters away, was a low-key palace.

Judging from the topographic map of the palace given to him by Ding Le, it was the emperor's bedroom and the place where he saw King Fu soaking in the blood pool.

Yu Xian estimated that this was the final battleground, so he took a good position with a wide view in advance.

After seeing the Lin family monk's sword strike, he no longer had any hope of picking up a bargain, but he still wanted to see this battle.

He now understood a little bit why in martial arts novels, when masters dueled, especially when top masters dueled, there were always a large group of warriors who didn't even care about their lives, and would rather be beaten to death in the aftermath than to witness it in person.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.

He was reluctant to die, but his heart for hearing the Tao was not weak.

Troops were coming in and out, and it was as chaotic as a tourist.

The door in front of the palace was always closed. As soon as a group of rebels who were not afraid of death stepped onto the steps, they turned into blood on the ground.

After doing this several times, no one dared to come close.

Anyway, there are so many good things in the palace, not least of which is this place.

Just in the long wait.

Suddenly, uniform footsteps sounded outside the palace wall, and a group of rebels carrying treasures were forced to retreat.

"Sir, please spare my life!"

"The little one is willing to hand over the stolen treasure!"

"No!"

Yu Xian looked through the gap between the corpses and could see a group of sergeants wearing silver armor and yellow turbans on their heads, expressionlessly drawing knives and hacking to death the rebels blocking the way, as if they had just killed a dog.

"This is the leader's personal guard. Is the Lin family monk here?"

The next moment, a monk who looked like a scholar came out surrounded by guards.

"It's him!"

Although they were separated by several years, Yu Xian recognized the scholar-looking monk at a glance as one of the three Lin family monks who gathered on the boat that day.

The scholar and monk walked to the palace, and as soon as he took a step forward, a burst of white smoke came out of his body, and he retreated as if he was electrocuted.

Faced with such a situation, the scholar monk took out a talisman with some distress, then pointed his finger, and the talisman flew out, but was blocked by invisible force in mid-air.

Peng!

The talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, and at the same time, a grid-shaped blood-colored light network lit up in the air, crackling with sparks of electricity.

The place where the light network came into contact with the talisman seemed to have been short-circuited and burned out. A black hole the size of a palm appeared, and then the hole became larger and larger until it expanded to a portal large enough for one person to enter.

"Come in, the first-level forbidden talisman won't last long!"

The scholar monk did not enter rashly, but ordered to the silver armored army behind him.

Faced with this obvious death order, no one flinched. Instead, their eyes flashed with fanaticism and they rushed inward.

As the first silver-armored soldier entered, a silver wolf the size of a buffalo pounced out, tearing it apart with just one claw.

"Roar!"

The silver wolf roared, and the hair on his body glowed with blood, as if to intimidate him.

But the Silver Armored Army was not afraid at all and rushed in one after another.

The silver wolf's eyes showed human annoyance, as if he was angry at this group of people's recklessness, but the next moment there was a look of shock in its eyes.

Even instinctively retreat.

But it's too late.

boom!

I saw fire coming out of the Silver Armored Army, and then a huge roar came out, and the whole person actually exploded.

The silver wolf couldn't dodge, and was blown to pieces, with its beautiful silver hair turning gray and black.

It shook its head, its eyes even more annoyed.

"Roar!"

It opened its mouth and spit out a wind blade, spinning several times in mid-air and exploding before several silver-armored soldiers could get close.

There was mockery in Silver Wolf's eyes.

But the scholar monk stood outside the formation and just smiled.

These three thousand silver-armored troops are the guardian army of the Mahayana Sect. They were so brainwashed by the previous leader that they are all fanatical believers and are not afraid of death at all.

On the contrary, they actively embraced death because the leader told them that as long as they died for the religion, they would be able to ascend to the paradise after death.

I saw the following silver-armored troops advancing one after another. Even if their companions died in front of them, they were not afraid at all.

Silver Wolf was finally afraid.

Its demonic power is limited, especially because the environment in the mortal world is destined to replenish its demonic power at a slower rate than expected.

Even if one wind blade killed eight out of ten people, a dozen wind blades would only kill a few hundred people.

The only way it could stop the rest was to fight in close combat and then be blown up once.

One or two bites, just like a mosquito bite.

But it was bombed a hundred times, two hundred times!

The silver wolf whimpered, his body was covered with bruises, and he wanted to retreat. Even though it had noble blood, it was only a first-level monster after all, not an immortal body.

Yu Xian watched from behind and his heart was full of shit.

Human bombs were actually created.

However, we still set off fireworks during the last Chinese New Year. It seems reasonable to improve the gunpowder, but the power is a bit weak.

After being blown up so many times, not even a wolf was killed.

I don't know if it's a problem with the gunpowder formula, or if it's the rules that suppress technology in this world. I might try it if I have the chance in the future.

Just when the Silver Armor Army was about to move forward.

"snort!"

A faint coercion appeared in the air, and then...

Bang bang bang! !

I saw the heads of the Silver Armor Army exploding one by one, just like cutting wheat.

Silver Wolf had just tried his best to kill three to four hundred people.

At this moment, among the thousands of silver-armored troops surrounding the palace, all those standing within two hundred meters had their heads exploded and fell down in an instant.

People two hundred meters away also felt their heads swell, and many people fell down in pain.

The expression of the scholar and monk in front of the formation suddenly changed.

As soon as he took out a cyan talisman, his whole body stood still, like a mosquito solidified in amber. Only his eyes could still move.

But blood still flowed from his seven orifices.

Then he collapsed to the ground!

The door of the palace suddenly opened, and an old man with white robes and white hair staggered out and sat in front of the steps without any image. The silver wolf shrank in size and lay at his feet, whimpering in grievance.

"Useless things."

The old man smiled and cursed at Silver Wolf, and then said loudly into the air:

"I'm getting old. I'm a little breathless after just one extreme reiatsu. I don't know if a friend of the Lin family is here. I didn't greet him from afar. It's really rude."

"Junior junior, Lin Zhen, the second son of the Lin family, has met senior Jiang Xujiang."

The air rippled, as if a transparent curtain had been torn apart. Lin Zhen walked out of the air, landed on the ground, and cupped his hands towards the old man.

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