Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 296 Slash!
"Uh uh uh……"

The scarlet eyes looked at the king's tent, the soles of the feet lifted and fell, and the moment the burly body swayed forward, a hole suddenly opened in the ground, sinking the soles of the fallen feet, and the ground closed immediately, making it difficult for the walking corpse to move.

"Khan, the priests of the tent are all here!"

A group of figures came from a distance, pushing away the soldiers forming a human wall, and came out wearing eagle feathers, gray sheepskin, or deer heads. Seeing the corpse of the high priest over there, one of the priests with eagle feathers turned towards him. Baqor shouted: "The high priest is dead, this is just a corpse, it should be refined by the evil people of Jin!"

Immediately, he ordered to the priest behind him:
"Everyone, don't worry that he is the high priest, everyone will cast their spells to bring him down."

The ground over there was driven by the tall corpses, showing cracks and roaring non-stop. The smell of corpses and blood mixed together and drifted around with the wind, making everyone hold their breath.

As soon as the soles of the feet were about to be pulled out from the ground, the leading Priest Yingyu ordered the rest of the priests to act, and their spells, staffs, and animal drums appeared in their hands.

"Stop him!"

In a short while, different colors of Dharma light appeared frequently. With the help of wind and soil, the soldiers' swords and soldiers hit the corpse with one foot stuck in the mud over there. The cracked ground suddenly shattered, covered with blood. Hun Xie hissed and roared in the beams of Dharma light, lifted the trapped sole of his foot, kicked the ground, and rushed to Baqor's position.

"Protect the Great Khan!"

The moment the Priest Eagle Feather asked his priests to charge away, he waved the short staff in his hand, and a huge goshawk wing appeared out of thin air, and descended with magic light, forming a wall, covering up the rushing corpses. Bounced back.

All of a sudden, soldiers and priests rushed forward.

……

At the same time, Hu Duyan in the depths of the tent slowly opened his eyes. He has been approved by the White Wolf God. As long as he stands the test, he will become the next Canglang Priest.

"So what is the test?!"

At this time, he heard a commotion outside, stepped over the headless corpse on the ground, put on a high priest's white robe hanging on the tent, and walked out.

There was still a Priest Yingyu staying behind in the divine tent, and when he saw Hu Duyan coming out in a white robe, he frowned.

"Hu Duyan, do you know whose robe you are wearing?!"

Hu Duyan glanced at him, and the air behind him suddenly filled with golden words, which made the Yingyu Priest's face change drastically, "Have you been approved by the White Wolf God?"

"One more step."

Hu Duyan enjoyed the other party's horrified expression very much, but before he fully admitted it, he turned the subject and asked, "What happened outside?"

"I heard that the high priest is back."

Hu Duyan staggered and almost fell, Hun Xie killed him, his cultivation base was drained, how could he still be alive, he quickened his pace worryingly, and walked faster and faster in the direction of the accident, every step, Using magic, in just a few breaths, he saw a chaotic crowd fighting around a single person.

Among the moving figures, the burly figure exposed was extremely familiar, and Hu Duyan's heart was raised in his throat, but when he saw the other party clearly and felt the breath, he knew in his heart that the high priest was indeed dead, and the one in front of him was nothing but It's just a moving corpse.

"It seems that the test is this..."

He has more than 100 years of cultivation as a high priest, coupled with the approval of the White Wolf God, his strength far surpasses all the Eagle Feather Priests present. In the past moment, he grabbed a soldier blocking the way by the shoulder with a "shua" throw it away.

The voice rang out from the mouth.

"Go away, let me come!"

The words swayed with mana, causing the surrounding soldiers to cover their ears and back away. Priest Yingyu, who was guarding Da Khan, was startled by the shout, and the mana fluctuations displayed made him a little familiar.

Right now, there is no time to think about it. The corpse of the high priest, who doesn't know the pain, smashes his barrier frantically, and doesn't care about the stabbing swords and guns behind him, and doesn't even tear his flesh.

However, when Hu Duyan's voice came, Hun Xie froze suddenly, and the simple thinking driven by the edict changed. Feeling the magic power that belonged to him, he turned around slowly and looked at Hu Duyan over there.

"Roar!"

Hun Xie opened his mouth, and the person in his eyes became the primary target. He let out an angry roar that he had never seen before, kicked the ground and ran wildly, opened his mouth wide to expose the pair of fangs, and smashed away the top of the shield without hesitation. The soldiers who came rushed forward.

"White Wolf Festival, wolf teeth technique!"

With one thought in mind, Hu Duyan raised his hand and gathered the magic light with one finger. The moment the corpse flew towards him, the moment a pair of sharp claws touched him, the spell from the fingertips shot out a ray of light, directly breaking through the forehead of the corpse. Pass through from behind.

He raised his foot again, kicked Hun Xie in the abdomen with a bang, kicked him back, fell heavily on the ground and rolled twice.Hu Duyan walked over quickly, forming seals in his hands, Fa Jue held down the corpse that was still struggling to sit up, and pressed his fingertips on the hole where the shot had been shot, as if he had grabbed something, he pulled it out, and immediately pinched it in his hand.

The body that was struggling on the ground stopped moving for an instant, the skin and flesh shriveled quickly, and streams of stinky blood overflowed from under the body, dyeing it a deep red.

"Hu Duyan, High Priest...is he really dead this time?"

Bakel hid behind the crowd and asked a question. Priest Yingyu, who guarded him, looked at Hu Duyan with fear, waiting for his answer.A smile was drawn at the corner of the latter's mouth, and he stretched out his hand, and what fell in everyone's sight was a smear of ashes on his palm, which could be vaguely seen to be the talisman of a Taoist cultivator in the Jin Kingdom.

"The monks in the southern country know a spell that can make the dead body stand up again and become a ghost, sweat. They desecrated the body of the high priest and used the high priest to kill you. This time it failed, but the people of the southern country probably won't If you just give up, you will definitely come back.”

Hearing Hu Duyan's words, Baqor was also hesitant. This kind of sorcery made him feel scared. If there will be such painless and tireless monsters crawling out of the soil to kill him in the future, he will not be able to live a good life. up?

It's all because of this Hunxie, let's live a good life, but what are you going to do to fight Jin?It's good that you're dead, you don't have to worry about anything, but what should I do?
The Jin people are going to kill me!
Thinking about it, he couldn't help looking at Hu Duyan, who was killing the monster over there, coughed dryly, and straightened his face.

"Hu Duyan, you have done a good job. All the soldiers present today are the most heroic warriors on the grassland."

The meaning in his words, the gesture in his eyes, he was obviously asking Hu Duyan to answer the conversation.

The latter threw away the ashes, pressed his fist to his shoulder, and knelt down on one knee.

"Khan, all this is caused by the high priest. Although he is dead, Huduyan is still there. Just now, I have received the revelation from the White Wolf God and will become the next high priest... from the southern country Even if you come again, with me, Da Khan will not be in danger!"

"Okay, Hu Duyan, I'm here to make a book for you in the name of the White Wolf God... Hey, what is that?!"

stomping on...

The moment Bakoer's horrified voice came out, it seemed like the iron hooves of thunder spread across the border. When everyone heard this sound, their hairs stood up instantly, as if a knife edge was scraped from the skin, and they couldn't help shivering.

Almost at the same moment, in the directions where countless eyes were looking instinctively, a golden light pushed down mountains and jade pillars, and tents toppled down one after another, and blood mist erupted from the soldiers gathered outside.

A stream of light rushed towards him, it was the neighing of the rhythmic war horse, and the cold light drawn by a long knife, the red war horse that stood upright roared, the figure above swung his arm and raised the knife, and the green robe spread out for a moment.

"By order, behead!"

hum!
The blade hummed loudly, and the next moment it fell, it turned into the chant of the nine-day dragon, and the green dragon spit out beads.

Hu Duyan opened his eyes wide, and clasped his hands together, the sky was full of blue light, and what filled people's vision was Hu Duyan's figure, which flew upside down like a cannonball.

The light converges.

In the opened eyes around him, what can be seen is a long cut mark on the ground.

(End of this chapter)