Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 285

"What a ferocious demonic aura..."

It was the first time for Hun Xie to see Chen Yuan, and the vague outline of the phantom appeared, and the moment the mud and green grass swayed away from the shock, he clenched the long staff in his hand tightly.

Hu Duyan, who was riding on horseback, and several deer-head priests and gray sheep priests who followed, dismounted one after another, holding short staffs and animal bones, and lined up in front of the chariot as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

What the other party said just now: "Call me dad" was too rampant. Without the high priest's order, more than a dozen deer-head and gray sheep priests cast spells one after another, using the magic skills of the earth spirit and wind spirit to hit them.

The strong wind lifted the rising mud, covering the figure over there like a knife edge. The old cow gnawing on the grass looked up, and continued to eat without any reason. Obviously, he was not worried that these small spells would be effective. hurt the owner.

Hu Duyan's heart was beating fast, and the scene he had imagined for five years finally turned into reality. He also raised his staff and chanted a spell towards the opposite side, but before halfway through, the wind and mud enveloping him were With a bang, they all fell down one after another, and the howling wind stopped abruptly in an instant.

Hu Duyan, who was still looking forward to it, and the high priest Hun Xie, who was observing the other party, froze for a moment.

In the countless eyes of Yue Jie soldiers around and behind, the figure with his back to them slowly turned around, vaguely saw what the floating phantom behind him looked like, and suddenly there was a sound of breathing.

Chen Yuan's voice came over at this moment.

"How do you feel when your own people are slaughtered? You can understand how I felt at that time."

The messy mud clods under her feet were whirled and blown in all directions. Chen Yuan slowly grinned, her smile widened, she raised her arm, and grabbed the air with one palm, a long golden stick emerged, bang He held it in his hand and hit the ground.

boom!
The spider pattern spread rapidly, and a circle of dust spread out in a circle, and Chen Yuan's voice, deep and rough voice suddenly mixed together and resounded.

"I (I) give you a chance to escape... Hey, run away, the farther you can escape, the better... It's best to pray to your white wolf god, and then..."

The phantom behind Chen Yuan also opened its fangs and roared at this moment: "...I beat you to death together!"

The sound spread, and in the faint morning light, the wind suddenly became stronger, and the huge banners were uncontrollably toppled down by the soldiers.Hu Duyan also uttered a mantra. While trying to block the wind while casting the spell, Hun Xie suddenly reached out and grabbed Hu Duyan.

"return."

The next moment his voice exited.

Chen Yuan swung her arm violently, the long stick whizzed and rose in the wind, and instantly turned into an iron stick more than ten feet long, stirring up the sound of "rumbling" wind and thunder, and the smoke and dust raised, with electric snakes dancing crazily, Yue Jiejun The deer heads and the gray sheep priests in front of the formation were all thrown into the sky in an instant, and crashed into the cavalry behind.

One person slammed into the horse's body, and amidst the mournful sound of the horse, he rolled into a ball with the knight and mount above, and his flesh and blood were all connected together; On the ground, the head, chest, and thighs hung on it; the other four gray sheep, a deer-headed priest fell to the ground firmly, and three of them were slightly taller, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stood up staggeringly.

Hu Duyan looked back at this tragic scene, his face was full of cold sweat, if the high priest hadn't grabbed him suddenly to avoid the danger, he might not have been able to bear the blow just now, and it was just a blow from the air. The power of sweeping.

If it hit him firmly... the consequences, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"High Priest... This person's cultivation level is much higher than that of five years ago."

"Not only is it much higher."

Beads of sweat rolled down the forehead of Hunxie. He has a high level of cultivation, and he can see it more clearly than Hu Duyan and other priests. While the phantom has immortal energy, it is also a berserk demon.

But in front of everyone, how could he show his timidity, no matter how powerful the person opposite him was, Hun Xie had to try, when he thought about it, he turned his head and spoke softly to Hu Duyan who was riding a horse outside the car.

"The warrior on the prairie is never afraid of death and challenges. You go to test the god he invites. From my perspective, this person's cultivation level can't control such a strong god. You just need to delay. If you can't delay, I will go on. "

Hu Duyan opened his eyes wide, looked at the high priest in front of him, and then at Chen Yuan who was walking over there holding a long stick, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, high priest."

Immediately, he stepped forward, his mana agitated, and there was a burst of eagle cries.

In front of the spreading dust, the long stick dragged on the ground and made a heavy rubbing sound, and Chen Yuan walked over there step by step with a smile still on the corner of her mouth.

With his striding steps, he kicked a stone on the ground, and slammed it at Hu Duyan who was coming up. After a distance of three or five steps, he was blocked by the opponent's magic power. Hu Duyan staggered a few steps backwards.

In the bottom of her eyes, the footsteps kicked away by Chen Yuan over there stepped heavily on the ground, her shoes immediately turned into cloud-walking boots with golden patterns and cirrus clouds, her light blue robe also instantly turned into golden armor with locks, and the crown of purple and gold seven stars was on the ground. The moment it swayed in the wind, the whole figure rushed out in a straight line, smashing with a swing.

A big round stick was formed, and with the majestic force, it was bent in the wind, and it was quickly magnified in Hu Duyan's eyes. He yelled "Ah!", and was so frightened that he hugged his head and crouched on the ground , revealing the high priest behind him.

"Hu Duyan!" Hun Xie looked at the long stick swung horizontally, and he cursed. His tall body stood upright like an iron tower, and his arms slammed forward. At the moment of contact, the air wave It exploded like thunder, and the surrounding cavalrymen turned their backs.

The frame of the carriage was shattered and disintegrated, and the horse's flesh and blood were torn apart, soaring into the sky.

Then, there were countless mournful screams, and the horizontally swaying iron rod was shining golden, rising to twenty sticks and seven feet wide, like a rolling pin rolling back and forth in the crowd, human and horse bodies scrambling to the sides, before they could escape in time Yes, it was crushed in an instant, and the screaming and screaming disappeared immediately, leaving only streams of blood flowing out from the gap.

For a moment, a thin layer of blood, flesh and blood, and big banners were stuck to the ground.

The team at the back was not affected, only to see a hellish scene with the end of the long stick almost being crushed a few steps away. Don't, I'm afraid that if you run slowly, you will be crushed to death under the iron rod.

The three priests who were still alive in front of them, as well as Hu Duyan, avoided in time and stood a little further away, holding their breath and trembling when watching this scene.

In their line of sight, the figure of the high priest appeared after the dust fell, still standing behind the team with his arms crossed, the ravine drawn by the two feet on the ground was obviously reached there by the stick just now.

His whole body was steaming white, and his crossed arms were as red as soldering irons.

(End of this chapter)