I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 911
Someone once held this stick, opened the gate of heaven, and destroyed the strong man.

The nine-jointed stick is brilliant, but Li Yu is in great pain.

He tried his best to recover his spiritual power so as not to be sucked dry by the nine sticks.

This nine-stalked stick, which is usually languid, did not expect to be so cruel today.In front of it, even Temujin, who was so angry, seemed a little honest.

The fear on Temujin's face became more and more intense, and his legs even took a step back unconsciously.

This is not a self-defense action, but a subconscious reaction, the more so, the scarier it is.

Under such hostility, Temujin, who was supposed to be fearless, was actually afraid.He couldn't even control his body just now, but after the appearance of the Nine-Segmented Staff, his body unexpectedly reacted instinctively.

This scene surprised countless people.

The more powerful the characters on both sides, the more extraordinary they can see the withered vine.

After standing firmly, Temujin suddenly woke up. He knew that he could not retreat, let alone retreat.

If you retreat, you will die!
With a roar, he chopped down again with the treasured sword in his hand. There was a huge roar, like a volcano erupting suddenly, and the blazing heat wave spread instantly. Li Yu, who was originally white, suddenly lost half of his body It was baked into a withered yellow color.

A gust of red flame was more than ten feet thick, blasting out from the tip of the knife abruptly, soaring into the sky.Even the soldiers of both sides in the distance felt the scorching heat, not to mention Li Yu who was burned by the red flames.

This flame is crimson, with boundless blood, and the dead energy in it condenses, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

For a moment, there were thunderous cheers from the Mongolian side, and they saw with their own eyes that the wooden stick in Li Yu's hand had lost its former glory.

But the cheers stopped abruptly, because there was only a moment of stagnation, and the nine-section stick actually began to absorb the flames cut by the blade.

Like a volcanic eruption, the extremely arrogant flames gradually dissipated, and Li Yu and his nine-stalked staff, who were shrouded in fierce flames, also slowly appeared, half of their bodies were scorched black.

The whole body was shrouded in ominous air, which made Li Yu feel his hands and feet were a little restrained, resisting the disgusting bloody death air, Li Yu frantically stimulated his spiritual power.

All his meridians are used to mobilize the power of the five elements for the bottomless abyss of the nine-stalk stick to absorb.

Li Yu had never tried to gather spiritual power like this crazily. He had a strong feeling that if he didn't gather fast enough, he would be completely sucked dry by this withered vine.

In the palm of his hand, all the spiritual power stored in Fengyue Baojian was also absorbed.

In the entire Fengyue Baojian, all the flowers, plants and trees withered quickly. Jing Huan, who was struggling inside, did not ask Li Yu for help.

She knew that Li Yu had to persevere, and there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and it would be even more miserable to stop at this time.

The frightening thing was that Li Yu still couldn't feel the slightest sign of the Nine-Joint Staff slowing down.

Even, the speed of absorption is still increasing.

Li Yu looked at Temujin who was still hacking at himself, and fell into a ridiculous self-mockery in his heart.

I really don't know if I was hacked to death by this barbarian, or sucked to death by the big tree.
At this time Temujin also changed his moves, he no longer simply slashed, but raised his hands, making a series of strange movements.

Temujin, who was still covered in blood, waved his hands expressionlessly. His posture was strange and his movements were simple, as if they were the movements of those ancient ancestors who worshiped the sky in the ancient times.

Following his movements, there seemed to be a strange force rolling in from the invisible, and the black clouds in the sky gathered again, thick as ink, and there were even more lightning flashes moving between the wind and clouds, shining in the layers of darkness. It's a little bit brighter.

Li Yu was unable to make any changes. He was in a very passive situation and could do nothing but frantically mobilize his spiritual power.

Li Yu had never tried this passive beating style before. He was extremely resistant to this feeling, but there was nothing he could do.

The nine-stalk stick, which was supposed to be his sharp weapon, turned out to be a life-threatening weapon.

After Temujin finished that weird posture, the black cloud hung down very low.

Tang Jun in the distance also noticed something was wrong, and all the soldiers screamed in shock, converging into a huge wave of sound.

Immediately, under the astonished eyes of everyone, the black clouds all over the sky layer upon layer, getting lower and lower, and finally fell from the height of nine heavens to the mortal world. The body swallowed it.

The Mongols gazed wildly and shouted for longevity, as if everything in front of them was their gods protecting their believers.

The bodies of the Mongols were sucked into the black clouds, turned into blood mist and became the tribute of this sacrificial ceremony.

Not only were the rest of the Mongols not afraid, they all showed longing expressions and spread their hands devoutly, hoping to be selected.

The tragedy of their companions was not enough to wake them up, but made them more devout.

This is the sequelae of believing in God. If you believe in the so-called gods too superstitiously, you will inevitably lose yourself.

For example, for a person like Li Yu, he can worship gods when he has not attained enlightenment, and he can ask for peace when he encounters a temple.

But if anyone asked him to sacrifice himself, he would definitely turn around and leave, maybe even spit on the idol.

If you bless me, then you are a god, a living Bodhisattva, and a savior. I am your devout apostle, your unchanging believer, and your most beloved child;
You want to kill me, sorry, I am your father!
Li Yu finally discovered that outside the Central Plains, all the people were devout believers, but they believed in different gods.

Temujin was still worshiping. Hundreds of Mongolian soldiers had been sacrificed. With the progress of this evil and strange ceremony, Li Yu felt his spiritual power skyrocket again.

Li Yu was secretly afraid in his heart that if he wasn't here today, no famous general would be able to cope with this situation.

Temujin was indeed the great enemy of the Central Plains.
In terms of bravery on the battlefield and IQ in combat, he may not be as good as Wanyan Aguda, and his men are not as good as the Privet Tartars.

However, there are many Mongols and they are large in size, and Temujin himself is the last of the nine disasters that even Song Jiang doesn't know about.

This made Temujin's danger infinitely higher, and Li Yu was very anxious, how long would this supposedly nine-stalk stick be inhaled.

The only good thing is that when the nine-jointed staff swallowed the sea and sucked the sea, the light shield released protected Li Yu who could not move at this time.

Both sides are accumulating strength. They don't know what the final blow will be like, but Li Yu knows that only one will survive.

Because of this level of confrontation, the accumulation of such a large amount of energy is no longer something the two of their physical bodies can resist.

Li Yu gritted his teeth and continued to provide spiritual power to the Nine-Section Staff, thinking in his heart that you have to live up to it, I'm on you this time.

(End of this chapter)