New White Snake Asking Immortals

There are more than 30 sailing and wooden building ships.

Among them, the largest building is a three-story pavilion. In the majestic main hall of the pavilion, a bearded man wearing armor and stomach sits in the center. Hundreds of generals stand solemnly on both sides, which is more elite than the local garrison of Mu Shou. .

The bearded man sat firmly on the mountain with his hands on his knees, smiling as he watched the fight on the mountain.

"Hey, this old dog has had such disasters only ten years since he took office. He is obviously a poor loser. He secretly tampered with my book the year before last, causing me to send gifts everywhere and rely on connections to solve the problem. I didn't expect that he would be so shameless today to ask for help. He’s a bitch.”

After speaking, he patted his knee armor, looking dejected.

"How come he wasn't killed by the snake demon? It's a pity, it's a pity..."

The generals on both sides below were silent.

After the bearded man complained, he turned to look at the gorgeously dressed old eunuch next to him, and gave him his hand in a perfunctory manner.

"I also ask the Lord Supervisor to ask for reinforcements from Your Majesty. The four hundred snake demon soldiers and four demon immortals have invaded the territory of the Holy Dynasty. They may increase their troops again. The recovery of the dragon vein is imminent. If there is no reinforcement, I, Mr. Xiong, and my thirty thousand brothers will not be able to hold on." Two hours, unless the snake monsters leave on their own."

After speaking, he patted his helmet as if he was remembering something. He looked around, picked out a purple orb from his armor, and handed it to the old eunuch as hard work money.

"There's not much good stuff out there, so just make do with what you have."

The generals remained silent, and it was hard to tell whether they were being intimate or deliberately humiliating the eunuchs.

The old eunuch's wrinkled white face smiled slightly and he took the orb smoothly.

When the thin lips spoke, the cheeks and skin were too loose and did not move at all. The sound of his voice made a group of tough warriors feel scratched all over their bodies.

"Brother Xiong, don't worry. We know the seriousness in our hearts. There will be reinforcements from the Holy Dynasty army in less than two hours."

Hearing this, General Xiong Xiong nodded.

"Thank you. After winning the war, I will invite the supervisor to go to the flower boat and drink for three days and three nights."

He stood up slowly with his hands on his knees. The armor could not cover his big belly.

With cold eyes, he looked at the local defenders who had been defeated by four hundred snake demon soldiers, with contempt and ridicule. Then he raised his hand to tear off the gorgeous cloak behind him, and threw it to the attendants. The two mortal attendants could not hold them, and they were crushed and rolled down. steps.

"We have no way to retreat before reinforcements arrive. You all know in your hearts that military law is ruthless. If you are afraid of fighting, you should consider the consequences carefully."

With a sound, Zeng pulled out his sword and pointed forward.

"kill!"

The building ship suddenly accelerated and appeared near the mountain. The defensive and offensive formations were activated. Thirty thousand elite soldiers flew out of the ship and lined up to perform the secret skills of the battle formation. The violent fluctuations made the gathered onlookers have to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. Thirty thousand holy soldiers Elite soldiers, but the opponent only has 400 snake demon soldiers.

General Xiong, who possesses the cultivation of an immortal, stopped the four ancestors of the aristocratic family who wanted to escape with one look, and forced the red-robed official who was vomiting too much blood and was languid to stay, staring at his old opponent whose official robe was soaked with blood. , General Xiong pouted.

"Right now, it's not just about the revival of the dragon veins. It has become the beginning of the war between the Holy Dynasty and the snake demon army. My old friend, you are going to leave your name in history. Congratulations."

The red-robed official's face was pale, his mouth was bright red, and his expression was depressed. Hearing this, his face became even paler.

Even after I opened my mouth, I couldn't say anything. I had no choice but to leave everything to fate.

The war escalated again, the magic light illuminated the dusk after sunset, the white light was as bright as day, and the evil spirit of war spread...

The team of snake demon soldiers who arrived first and suffered serious injuries landed. They took advantage of the opportunity of the other three teams to contain their opponents and set up a large formation on the mountain crest. They used the materials they carried with them to protect the mountain ridge as quickly as possible and snatched it back. The corpse of a snake monster killed in battle.

The wild people watching from a distance had a wonderful experience.

One moment, there is heavy snow and frost, and the crystal snowflakes are hard and sharp. It is extremely cold and flickers with a green and poisonous color. Another moment, the sky is filled with flames, making everything red. Countless soldiers are burned to death with howls, and the sword energy leaks out, smashing and cutting the rocks. , Thunder spells, flying swords, magic-breaking arrows, blood and ashes scattered everywhere.

Everyone sighed secretly, thinking of what the legendary battlefield between gods and demons would look like.

What surprised the casual cultivators in the world was the strength of those snake monsters. Three to four hundred men could defeat an army of thirty thousand. Whenever a snake monster died in battle, a beam of light would rise into the sky and take away the soul. It was the same as the legendary heavenly soldiers. Road number, on the other hand, if the Holy Dynasty dies, it will die.

While sighing at their combat power, I was even more curious about why they looked similar, were extremely handsome, had slender figures, elegant movements, and exquisite armor. They were uniform when fighting together, and had no expression on their faces. Even if they died, they would just open their eyes indifferently.

During the fierce fighting above Yunling, the fusion of the demonic dragons in the underground core broke through again.

The mysterious and complex patterns in the cave hall nest are becoming more and more mysterious, and it can be called a dragon's nest.

The Yunling Mountains condensed along the body above the monster dragon are clearer, with twice as many branches as before. You can even see the Dragon Girl Temple enshrined on the top of a certain village.

I don't know how long it took, but my nostrils opened and I breathed in again, and my heart full of vitality beat again.

winter!

The heavy mountainous ground was shaken again.

With the rocky mountain crest as the center, the annular airflow once again rolled up in all directions, over the mountain peaks, over the valleys and basins, and continued to spread into the distance.

Unconsciously, the clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and gradually formed overcast clouds. Even the fierce war could not disperse the thick clouds.

When the circularly expanding air flow blows through the small villages, muddy water gushes out of the mud ponds.

In the barren farmland of the valley, a thin little boy put down his farm tools, raised his head, closed his eyes and felt the coolness of the breeze. When he opened his eyes, he saw a stream of light in the sky, flying unsteadily, as if he had been shot by a hunter. Arrow Bird.

It was a monk from an aristocratic family who had half of his neck cut off by a snake demon soldier. He had a straight knife stuck in his chest and managed to escape from the battlefield. He was afraid of being inflicted by his enemies in the past and simply used a moving charm to run away. However, the injury was too serious and he had to move a distance. Later, the injury occurred, his vision went dark, and he fell uncontrollably.

It fell from a high altitude with a sound of breaking through the air, hit hard on the rocks on the hillside, bounced up, and rolled down the valley along with the gravel.

The skinny boy was so frightened that he hid behind the big rock.

I heard the crackling noise of the big rocks, and only after it was quiet did I dare to cautiously show my head to check.

"My wheat seedlings..."

Most of the wheat fields that they worked so hard to raise were buried.

The boy's eyes were filled with tears and he felt distressed. He remembered that the old village chief said that crying was a waste of water and he had to hold back his tears.

Suddenly, the blood seeping out of the rubble caught his attention. Before he could figure out the situation, the rubble collapsed, revealing a man covered in blood and dust. He actually had more skills than the village chief. Big long sleeve robe!

In addition, the material of the clothes could not be seen due to the blood and dust. There was a weapon stuck in the chest. It looked like a sword but only had an edge on one side. The handle was more beautiful than the best knife in the village.

Suddenly, the bloody corpse moved, but it was not completely dead.

The seriously injured monk with messy long hair raised his head with difficulty, opened his eyes and saw the thin boy's eyes brightening.

"Ahem, cough, cough... don't be afraid, baby. I was harmed by a traitor and now I have only one breath to hold on. I really can't bear to have no one to inherit the mantle that I have learned all my life. Ahem, we are destined to meet each other. Kung Fu and elixirs They are all in my arms, and I will give them all to you..."

"take it……"

"When you learn the magic of flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, I will have a successor..."

The monk, who had lost too much blood and had a dry mouth, stared at the thin boy. His eyes could not hide his contempt for the dirty and thin boy. He stared at the boy and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Who can guess the specific thoughts in my heart?

The skinny boy was overjoyed when he heard that the immortal had performed a feat of flying to the sky and escaping from the earth. His hands and feet were trembling with excitement, and his hands were shaking violently. When the monk saw this, he quickly urged him, "Well, mortals, who doesn't yearn for gods?"

"Come on, ahem, I want to leave in a more dignified way, so I can help my master pull out this evil knife."

The dark, thin boy covered in dust nodded and stepped forward trembling with excitement.

Seeing this, the monk's eyes showed a look of success, and he looked down on the ant in disgust. He licked his lips and saw him holding the handle of the knife.

Then.

"Ah! You... ho ho!"

The sudden pain penetrates deep into the bone marrow!

The boy grabbed the handle of the knife and pressed down hard! Two more hard twists!

Looking at the ferocious eyes of the mortal ant, the monk did not expect that he would eventually fall into the hands of the mortal who regarded him as a fool.

The boy lowered his head and looked at the monk with gritted teeth.

"The village chief grandpa said! There will be no pie in the sky! If there is, it must be a trap!"

The sword energy cut off the vitality, and the monk's wide eyes were filled with deep reluctance...