If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 67 The True Power of the Human Immortal

"Damn it, Marquis Lieyang is about to charge up. My Nine-Nine Fire Wheel Thunder alone can't stop the three thousand Fire Crow Army!" Lei Yuanzi's anxious and angry shouts were heard from the thick dark clouds in the sky.

"This is different from our plan." On the top of the eastern mountain, the fat monk holding the green jade bottle and pouring the surging river down to the earth was very angry, "The Eight Immortals of the West, each show your magical powers! At this time, Kong Zan should cooperate with us and continue to confuse the perception of the Fire Crow Army soldiers.

Then Lady Feng used a tornado and Lei Yuanzi's Fire Wheel Thunder to prevent them from using the Water Avoidance Technique to jump out of the water."

His water, Lei Yuanzi's thunder, and Feng Niangzi's wind could have formed the "Wind, Water and Thunder Small Three Elements Formation".

The wind stirred the water, creating a huge vortex like a drill above the Fire Crow Army. Lei Yuanzi then shot the Nine-Nine Fire Wheel Thunder into the vortex. If it had gone according to the original plan, even if Marquis Lieyang and the Fire Crow Army could still break through, it would not be so simple.

In fact, in their plan, they would not allow the Fire Crow Army to stand out at all.

In addition to the three minor elements of Feng, Shui, and Lei, there is also the "great five elements" consisting of another five immortals.

Now, the Xiao San is missing one person and cannot be completed, and the Da Wu Xing is also missing one person.

"There is no point in complaining when facing a powerful enemy."

As the organizer of the "Eight Immortals Blood Alliance" and the maker of the "Sun Shooting Plan", Dou Yilin's face was also livid at this moment. He wanted to pull the damned Kong Zan over and give him a good scolding, and by the way, slap himself and Zhou Lang fifty times each.

While others were just complaining, he still had regrets filling his chest and nearly crushing his heart: he had made a big mistake by allowing Kong Zan to leave his post for a tiny bit of profit!
"In this battle, we have the best of both worlds. Even if we are missing two people, it will only slightly affect our overwhelming victory. As long as we work together, the outcome of Marquis Lieyang's death will not change."

Not only did he use words to encourage his companions, he also leaped over the mighty waves and shouted, "Water dragon, help me!"

Dou Yilin had a face as handsome as jade, three long strands of beard, his hair was tied up with a jade ring, and his green robe fluttered in the wind.

As he shouted, eight green dragons made of glass texture immediately descended from the sky.

"Ang~~"

Eight ten-foot-long green dragons roared loudly, passed by Dou Yilin, and plunged into the surging waves.

Four green dragons sank to the bottom of the water and pounced on the "fire dragon" that flew out from the bottom of the water from four directions. In the Three Thousand Fire Crows Formation, all the soldiers were connected in energy and their bodies were covered with flames, forming a huge fire dragon of forty feet.

The other four green dragons stirred up the flood and circled rapidly above the fire dragon, forming a huge whirlpool in the blink of an eye.

The whirlpool will form a downward pulling water force nearby, which will immediately reduce the rising momentum of the "fire dragon" by half, and even make it begin to slowly fall.

"Ahhh~~~" Xiaoyu felt like she fell into a washing machine, her head was spinning.

She didn't have a warhorse, and even if she did, she couldn't integrate into the Three Thousand Fire Crow Army.

When Marquis Lieyang led the Fire Crow Army to charge, she was helpless and could only grab Song Changqing's saddle, jump up, and squat behind Song Changqing.

Song Changqing rode a horse, and she rode Song Changqing: she grabbed Song Changqing's cloak with both hands and put her feet on the saddle.

It was fine at the beginning, the three thousand Fire Crow soldiers charged in a straight line.

But when the eight water dragons fell into the water, the fire dragon was like a rope falling into a whirlpool; the rope did not break, but kept spinning.

Xiaoyu was not paying attention for a moment and his feet left the saddle and flew into the air.

If Song Changqing's cloak hadn't been strong enough, she would probably have been thrown out.

"Roar~~~" She heard the roar of the fire dragon and saw Song Changqing leading more than fifty armored knights to break away from the main team and rush out alone, rushing towards the roaring green dragon with bared fangs and claws, spitting water.

She subconsciously felt that Song Changqing was seeking death and wanted to kill her.

But something surprising happened to her.

Song Changqing's armored team of fifty people was like a huge flaming dragon claw, surrounded by wisps of dark red bloody aura.

With just one claw, he grabbed Qinglong's head, and then Song Changqing exhaled and said, "Hah~~"

"Hah!" Fifty armored knights exhaled and shouted at the same time, stabbing forward with their spears.

The flaming dragon claw made a "pinching hard" motion.

"Puff~~~" Like a strong man bursting a balloon, the green dragon exploded directly, bursting out a ball of ink, staining the nearby water black. Only a layer of skin was left, hanging on the fire dragon's claws - hanging on Song Changqing's fine steel spear.

"Uh, this is. Paper?!"

Xiaoyu reached out and tore off a piece, feeling both surprised and suddenly enlightened.

The Azure Dragon is not a real dragon, but a rune drawn on paper.

"Ho ho ho~~"

The fire dragon roared angrily, and in the water it tore and bit with its claws and mouth. In no time, it had torn all eight green dragons into pieces.

"One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers come to help me!"

Dou Yilin was not in a hurry. She took off the leather bag around her waist and poured a golden bean waterfall into the water.

The bean, still in mid-air, had already expanded into a mighty general wearing golden armor and holding a sword and a gun.

“Kill~~~~”

The gods shouted, sank into the water, and launched a desperate charge towards the fire dragon.

Dou Yilin had obviously made sufficient preparations for this battle. The leather bag around his waist was filled with a large amount of "soybeans", which almost poured out a golden waterfall. Every drop of water in the waterfall could transform into a divine general.

Thousands and thousands of gods were so densely packed that the valley was almost filled with floodwaters.

Anyway, when Xiaoyu looked up, he could only see a golden patch above his head and could not see the sky beyond the water at all.

"Ah~~~"

The Fire Crow Army began to suffer casualties. Xiao Yu saw with his own eyes a Xisha guard in the rear being pierced through the chest by a golden-armored general. He flew off his horse, fell into the water, and was quickly carried away by the fast current.

If you stand at a higher perspective, you can see the fire dragon hit a torrent of gold.

Dragon scales fell off the surface of the fire dragon, leaving behind traces of blood (the flame-shaped "true energy" was flowing away).

Of course, the losses of the Golden Armored General were even more severe.

It's like ancient soldiers armed with spears colliding with modern armored forces.

Some of them were attacked by the bloody evil spirit before they even got close to the fire dragon. Their golden armor quickly cracked and fell off like the mottled paint on the surface of an old wall, and then they became stiff and motionless, being carried away by the water and disappearing without a trace.

The fire dragon swung its claws and easily tore into pieces a large number of "Bean Soldiers and God Generals".

Song Changqing, who was in front of Xiaoyu, absorbed the bloody and evil spirit of the army formation and coiled a three-foot-long "blood sword energy" on his spear. The golden-armored general would be cut in half if he touched it, and would be smashed to pieces.

It’s more exciting than driving a Wushuang.

Xiao Yu felt a little itchy and wanted to try it herself, but she was in the military formation, but not a part of the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army, and the bloody and evil spirit of the military formation did not bless her at all.

"This golden-armored general looks majestic and mighty, and he is probably very brave against ordinary people, but he is like tofu dregs in front of the three thousand fire crows. He is so fragile. His achievements are purely based on numbers.

Alas, there are too many.

I don’t know how much this trick of ‘scattering beans to create soldiers’ will cost.”

"Miss Yu, you just stay still, hook your feet on the saddle, stand firm, don't move around, and don't talk to disturb me." Song Changqing's muffled voice came from under the visor.

Xiaoyu grabbed his cloak and swayed it left and right, tossing it up and down, making him very uncomfortable and many of his movements were deformed.

Fortunately, he was a skilled martial artist. If he were an ordinary armored knight of the Luye Guard, he would have been killed by her long ago.

"You think I want to wander around, but I'd be dangerous if I flew out."

She had already begun to hook the saddle with her feet.

It won't hook, the shaking is too huge, even more exaggerated than riding a roller coaster.

"How did you integrate into the Three Thousand Fire Crows Formation? Are there any mantras and secret methods?" Xiao Yu asked again.

Also in the Three Thousand Fire Crows Formation, Song Changqing and she were in the same environment, but the results were completely different.

He and the cavalry around him were all very steady, even the horses under their crotches were so stable as if they were running on flat ground.

Obviously, this is not because of their profound skills, but the effect of the Fire Crow Army Formation.

Song Changqing said: "There is no secret method, it's just a long period of military training."

Xiao Yu sneered, "You said that the Iron Cavalry Battalion has undergone long-term training, and I believe it. But the Xisha Guards have just joined the Fire Crow Army. Although they have suffered heavy losses at the moment, at least they can be integrated into the army."

"The Xisha garrison had also conducted military drills before. Don't talk to me and don't disturb me.

If you don’t believe it, you can try to feel it with your mind, just like practicing “Tiger Soul Seven Kills” to comprehend the fierce tiger’s will.

That’s all I have to say. Please don’t bother me anymore. The Eight Immortals have another trick up their sleeve.”

In Song Changqing's last words, besides deep helplessness, there was also a hint of pleading.

He was really afraid of being cheated by Xiaoyu.

The bean soldiers were not difficult to deal with, and he could barely distract himself and talk to her.

But at this moment, Dou Yilin saw that the money in her bag was almost gone, so she started to call for help again.

"Zhou Lang, Song Zhong, take action!"

The sound was very loud and Song Changqing also heard it.

"Clang!" The sword roared like a dragon. The bright sword light was more than ten feet long and condensed into a sword pillar as thick as a man's embrace in the sky, which smashed down heavily on the head of the fire dragon.

"Boom, boom, boom~~~~"

The fire dragon's leap was forcibly interrupted again.

"Clang clang~~" There were several consecutive roars of sword energy, and four bright sword lights, like nimble swimming fish, bypassed the fire dragon's head, or pierced through it horizontally, making a fierce piercing on the fire dragon's body; or like a sharp blade scraping its scales, the fairy sword pierced into the fire dragon's body, and quickly slashed downwards, spewing out a series of flames.

This is not all.

Song Zhong, the Blood-Handed Arhat, had been guarding the Feixian Ferry.

Even though a raging flood was rushing out of the valley of Yunlai Inn, he was still like an iron tower, standing at the entrance of the cable bridge with his arms folded across his chest and an expressionless face.

Like the Qin giant, Song Zhong is also 15 feet tall, and has even more "devilish flesh and muscles" than the Qin giant.

When ordinary people see this, they will most likely exclaim “God!”

The flood rushed over him, crushing the wooden boards on the iron chain bridge behind him, and then rumbled into the abyss hundreds of feet deep, making a thunderous sound on the surface of the Hualong River.

His feet seemed to be welded to the rocky ground, his eyes slightly closed, motionless, like a sleeping iron arhat.

Until Dou Yilin's shouting could be heard faintly.

Song Zhong slowly opened his eyes, which were gradually filled with a red, murderous light, like two red lanterns lighting up under the water.

"Drink~"

Song Zhong suddenly exhaled and shouted. The air that came out of his mouth actually made the rapidly rushing flood roll back three feet high.

The water around him was forced back directly.

"what!"

Song Zhong grabbed the iron rod nailed to the stone wall with his hand as big as a dustpan, shouted again, and pulled hard.

"Crash!"

An iron bar as thick as a bowl, three meters long, and with eight barbs was pulled out of the rock wall, collapsing a large section of the mountain.

"go!"

Song Zhong strode forward, ignoring the rolling torrent and the iron chain bridge connected to the back of the iron bar, which made the chain bridge clang loudly.

The terrified cries of the soldiers at Hualong Pass on the opposite side could also be heard from afar.

Until the iron chain, as thick as a bowl, was stretched into a straight line, Song Zhong shouted angrily again, "Get up for me!"

"Boom!" The iron rod opposite Feixiandu was also pulled out forcibly.

You can see rocks flying from the mountain where Hualong Pass is located.

"Boom!"

Song Zhong dragged the iron chain weighing one hundred thousand kilograms and strode through the flood. He was as agile as a monkey and reached the top of the hill with a few jumps.

"Marquis Lieyang, I am here to see you off to the end!"

Song Zhong stood on the top of the mountain, swinging the lasso like an ordinary person, and he made the iron chain weighing one hundred thousand pounds turn with a whirring sound.

It was like a big windmill, forming a violent tornado in the sky.

"boom!"

The iron chain, accelerated by the huge force, slammed heavily into the "fire dragon" under the water.

(End of this chapter)