I really don't want to be a traitor

In Fan Li's hand, the second [Da Jin death-free gold medal] also turned into ashes.

He was dejected, but helpless.

Taking one last look at Zhou Yu who had turned into an ice sculpture, the entire projection screen automatically jumped.

The last formation, the seven-star prayer formation!

A picture that was unimaginable to Fan Li appeared.

The small world within the formation is like an ancient battlefield.

There are towering mountains, surging rivers, and the wonders are so majestic that they cannot be described in words!

The pennant flutters in the wind, and the weapons and armor flash with cold light!

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers were waiting in formation, and on the battle flags standing upright, huge dragons and phoenixes danced impressively with the Chinese character "Han".

Fan Li clearly saw that the Han soldiers were full of energy and fighting spirit, and they did not look like a defeated army at all.

To be able to train an army with such spirit, either they will be victorious in every battle, or they have a great commander!

Even the answer is not a single choice!

A four-wheeled vehicle slowly drove out from the Chinese army.

The man in the car wears a feather fan and a silk scarf, his demeanor is calm, his eyes are as deep as the sea, and he seems to be hiding endless wisdom and mystery.

Zhuge Kongming is like an immortal, but the most inconspicuous thing about him is his handsome appearance that is far beyond ordinary people.

Fan Li also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Rejoice!

The Han army is still there!

Zhuge Liang is still here!

The third gold medal seems useless.

The Han army was condescending and arrayed on the hill.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a long river.

There was also an army on the other side of the river. The number was about the same as that of the Han army, but the formation was a little chaotic, the flags were tilted here and there, and many generals were cursing and urging the soldiers of each battalion to line up.

Fan Li glanced at it and recognized it as the Ming army formation.

Prince Wanli wore golden armor and had a general's flag behind him.

There are three thousand more elite guards of the prince who are much more elite than the Ming army. They are staring at the Han army on the hillside on the other side of the river with hawk-like eyes.

"Zhuge Liang, I urge you to surrender quickly!"

"How about Guo Jia's [Beacon Fire Yellow Sand Formation]? What about Zhou Yu's [Iron Lock Hengjiang Formation]? They have all been broken easily by Gu Gu!"

"Your [Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation] is nothing more than this. How long can the temporarily arranged [Seven-Star Praying Formation] last?"

After Prince Wanli finished speaking, the entire Ming army burst out laughing in unison, as if laughing at Zhuge Liang's death struggle.

Fan Li always watched with cold eyes.

He suddenly discovered that the mountains and rivers in the formation looked very much like a place recorded in ancient books.

Fan Li tried his best to remember, until he remembered something, and suddenly his hair stood on end!

"It is surrounded by mountains to the south, rivers to the north, and deep ditches to the east and west. The situation is dangerous."

"Is this...Wuzhangyuan!"

within the array.

Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan with a humble and gentle smile.

"It is rumored that Prince Wanli is the reincarnation of Si Jie, the seventeenth emperor of Great Xia?"

"The secrets of the ancient dynasty are truly miraculous."

"[Beacon Fire Yellow Sand Formation], [Iron Lock Hengjiang Formation] and [Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation] are all essential formations of the Gui Valley lineage."

"With these three formations, Gongjin, Fengxiao and I will be able to defeat each other on the battlefield."

"Today all three formations were defeated by the prince, Liang is also deeply impressed."

"only……"

As Zhuge Liang spoke, he gently flapped his feather fan once to the left and right.

In the sky above Wuzhangyuan, the sun and moon suddenly turned black and white!

The perfectly sunny day turned into nightfall in an instant.

Dotted with stars, they gathered into a Milky Way, hanging on the sky.

Starlight shines down, covering the earth with a thin silver coat.

"Liang Liang has studied the formation for many years and named it [Seven Stars Prayer]."

"It's not Liang who is arrogant. This formation is better than the previous one, and it is better than the three formations in Guigu."

"Prince, don't be careless when approaching battle. You need to think carefully."

How arrogant and confident is Prince Wanli?

Having broken through three formations in a row, how could he accept Zhuge Liang's kind reminder?

"Humph!"

"It's just [Seven Stars Prayer], look at this prince..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw something new happening on Wuzhangyuan.

Seven bronze oil lamps appeared out of thin air and hovered over Wuzhangyuan.

The bronze lamp has a simple shape, as if it has experienced countless years of precipitation and baptism, and is sacred and solemn!

The oil lamp is like a bean. Although it is only a small one, it is infinitely bright and illuminates the entire Wuzhangyuan.

The peripheral light radiated across the Weihe River, reflecting the expressions on the faces of the Ming Dynasty soldiers.

Puzzled!

confused!

Frightened!

They couldn't understand the magical sight before them, just like summer insects couldn't understand the harsh winter.

It’s still a formation within a formation.

But this time, it was no longer Prince Wanli who arranged the array.

The initiative in the war is firmly in Zhuge Liang's hands!

"Prince Wanli, please try the formation?"

Zhuge Liang's voice echoed across the mountains and rivers, still elegant, calm, indifferent and distant.

Prince Wanli looked grim.

His fierce eyes were staring at the seven bronze oil lamps on Wuzhangyuan.

With Wanli's current level of cultivation in the Mahayana realm, he could clearly feel the powerful power contained in the bronze oil lamp.

But how effective it really is can only be determined by rushing into battle!

Wanli's face gradually returned to calmness, and his eyes were cold and emotionless.

"Forward troops, charge into the formation."

Calm but ruthless military orders.

To rush into the formation is to risk death.

The Ming Dynasty's former army had a total of [-] people. After charging into the formation, I am afraid that no one would survive until the end of the war.

But the military orders are like mountains, who dares to disobey them?

"Bros!"

"The time has come to show your loyalty!"

The former army general roared tragically.

This general is a second-rank officer and is a very distinguished official.

Now, there is only one way left in front of him.

Dead end.

The [-] Ming army roared, and their faces, like the general's, had the same expression of grief and anger as they were going to die. He crossed the Wei River, rushed into the enemy's position, and finally let the weapons collide.

The real confrontation begins.

Spiritual energy criss-crossed, and broken limbs flew everywhere.

The five-foot plain is already a battlefield meat grinder.

suddenly!

A bronze oil lamp blooms with brilliance!

The brilliance spread like a layer of gauze covering the armor of the Han soldiers.

The refined spiritual treasure weapons of countless Ming soldiers slashed at the armor of the Han soldiers. They only made the sound of metal and stone hitting, but could not cut even a single inch.

The enemy that cannot be killed is the most terrifying enemy!

The army before the Ming Dynasty was in chaos.

Chaos means defeat.

"Invulnerable?" Fan Li was also shocked.

A formation could actually make tens of thousands of Han soldiers invulnerable?

What an amazing and mysterious formation this is, it is simply unrivaled in the world!

But Fan Li calmed down immediately.

It's ridiculously strong, and it's extremely unreasonable.

No matter how mysterious Zhuge Liang is, he is only a practitioner in the Hedao realm. Even if he is a disciple of Guigu and is a genius, he cannot easily arrange such a powerful formation.

To make tens of thousands of people invulnerable, an unimaginable and horrific price must be paid.

"Zhuge Pifu..."

Prince Wanli gritted his teeth and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire!

The Ming Dynasty's former army of [-] people was quickly exhausted, visible to the naked eye.

On the other hand, the Han army only suffered a small amount of damage when luring the enemy into charging.

"The seven-star lanterns each have their own magical uses. This is the [Iron Float Diagram]. What do you think, His Highness?" Zhuge Liang asked with a smile.

"impossible!"

"You are only in the Hedao realm, even geniuses have their limits!"

"How can you achieve the magical effect of increasing tens of thousands of people!?"

Prince Wanli was hysterical and yelled without grace.

He yelled for a while, then suddenly remembered something.

Surprise!

sneer!

"Zhuge Kongming...hehehehe..."

"You are very good, you just almost deceived me."

"Invincible Formation?"

"What terrible price did you pay to gain this power for a short period of time?"

Hearing what Prince Wanli said, Zhuge Liang still smiled.

On the other hand, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all looked puzzled.

"Generals!"

Prince Wanli shouted.

"The Han army is strong on the outside and weak on the inside. Zhuge Liang can't last long. You guys will continue to attack alone!"

Military orders are like mountains.

Although the soldiers of the Ming army were frightened, they still persisted in the attack.

After all the front troops were dead, the Ming left army began to cross the river.

As if to confirm what Prince Wanli said, a change... appeared.

It only takes a few breaths!

Zhuge Kongming, who was originally as graceful as a fairy, suddenly turned white in beard and hair, and looked very old, just like an old man in his twilight years!

No wonder he came out in a four-wheeler.

Zhuge Kongming, who is now very old, may not even be able to do the simplest standing.

He almost slumped on the four-wheeler, with only an unfathomable confident smile on his lips.

"Hahahahaha!"

Wanli laughed.

"Shouyuan?"

"So you burned longevity to light up the seven-star lamp and bless these tens of thousands of Han troops?"

"idiot!"

"With your cultivation at the Hedao realm, how many bronze lamps can you light?"

"When your life span is exhausted, this prince will annihilate the Han army!"

Wanli had seen similar methods before.

In Yunmeng Mountain, Zhang Juzheng also burned longevity energy in exchange for strong cultivation, so that he could keep Prince Wanli alive under Lu Fubao's [Eight Hot Hell] formation.

Fan Li was very worried when he saw this!

He held the [Dajin death-free gold medal] tightly in his hand, but he couldn't take it out.

Apart from this, tens of thousands of Han soldiers were fighting hard. How could Zhuge Liang abandon them and escape to join the Jin Dynasty alone?

However, looking at Zhuge Liang's rapid aging is like a person's life falling from noon to the sunset in an instant.

Seven-star lantern!

Only one lamp shines, and Zhuge Liang is already senile.

With his longevity cultivation, it is impossible to light the remaining six lamps.

How can the Han army's current advantage last long? ?

Just when he was worried about Zhuge Liang, a ray of starlight suddenly fell in the night sky.

Prince Wanli and Fan Li went to see the night sky at the same time!

A star transferred all the star power to Zhuge Liang.

The stars quickly dimmed, but Zhuge Liang's body was filled with countless life breaths.

Visible changes to the naked eye!

"call……"

As Zhuge Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, his hair turned black again, and his whole body changed from old to young.

The Prime Minister smiled slightly: "Prince, continue?"

Prince Wanli’s face is distorted!

shame!

angry!

I thought I had seen through Zhuge Liang's shallowness, but I didn't expect that it was me who was shallow.

The [Seven Stars Prayer Formation] not only increases the strength of the Han soldiers, but even Zhuge Liang lives forever in the formation! ?

Fan Li was also shocked.

What is the star?

That's it!

Fan Li couldn't help but raise his head and look at the dark starry sky through all the projections.

The endless galaxies are endless, doesn't it mean that Zhuge Liang's lifespan is also endless?

In this way, lighting up all the seven-star lanterns is no problem!

Is this the [Seven Star Prayer Formation] created by Zhuge Liang that surpasses the three formations of Guigu?

The Prime Minister is a great talent!

Happy Winter Solstice~Ahem, that’s all, good night~~~