Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 162 Online Airborne Chu Jiuge! (Ask for a monthly pass!)
The sound of the piano killing and attacking is full of the meaning of thousands of armies and hundreds of battles.

Hearing it made people's blood boil, and there was an urge to take a knife to the battlefield and chop people.

Chu Ci stared at the direction of the sound of the piano, thinking for a moment.

"Xiaobai, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaobai's six wings slammed into the air, the clouds rolled, and he went straight into the depths of the mist with Chu Ci.

...............................

………………

Ten miles of Meiwu, the scent of flowers is mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Su Jinchen, who temporarily blocked the advance of tens of thousands of troops by himself, frowned and his ears twitched slightly.

Because, Meng Po and others who had already evacuated back at this time, and there were more than a hundred people who evacuated to Liuyunju before, but now there are only less than seventy left, and the rest are all dead Yu Liuyun lives in front.

"what happened."

The sound of the piano in Su Jinchen's hand stopped, and Ying Jun's cavalry charge was also blocked.

"Liuyunju cannot enter."

This also means that all escape routes in Meihuawu are blocked.

Apart from fighting to the death, there is no other way to break out from the entrance and exit on the bank of the dark river.

Standing beside Su Jinchen with a knife, Meng Po looked at the Yingjun who was reorganizing the charge in front of her. Her emotions were not at all turbulent. Her long career as a killer had long put life and death insignificant.

In front of the tens of thousands of troops, the vanguard rushed again, and the monsters and puppets who climbed the fairy tower in the rear also approached, as well as the black-armored sergeant who quickly shrunk the encirclement.

In such a desperate situation, it is inevitable for the people in the Palace of the King of Hades to avoid it.

Su Jinchen paused for a moment, then stood up, and the gaseous guqin swayed away.

"I am a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, and if I die, I will die."

"However, the Qing Kingdom is a country of righteous men, and the King and Queen Mother of Qing bear the wish of the righteous men of the Qing State, and must not perish here."

"Everyone in the Palace of the King of Hades listens to the order."

Su Jinchen's words fell lightly.

"His Royal Highness Protect the Queen Mother, fight a bloody path."

"kill!"

Of the more than seventy killers in the Palace of Hades, none of them showed any fear on their faces.

Qing Ya looked at these people, her crescent eyebrows frowned, she twitched her waist, she held a soft sword in her hand, her gentle face showed awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Qing Ya, I wish to go to life and death with you all."

The sound of horseshoes and the clamor.

The sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield also came from the beating of drums at this moment.

Whether it's the white ghost's black dragon cavalry, or Jiang Yue's hundred-war frontier army, they all rushed towards the crowd in the palace of the king of hell in the middle.

It was also at this moment that Su Jinchen slightly raised his hand and untied the green silk belt that bound his eyes.

Under the blue silk belt, there are a pair of black eyes, no matter the pupils or the whites of the eyes, they are all a bottomless black color.

With your fingertips, move the wind.

hum...!
Nothingness is the harp, and the wind is the string.

"Hundred ghosts, walk in the night."

Following Su Jinchen's words, the wind in Meiwu, ten miles away, was dumb and frightening, as if ten thousand ghosts had descended into the world.

In an instant, a large number of black dragon cavalry fell off their horses, and the faces of every winning army were filled with extreme fear. When the piano sounded, they felt that their bodies were filled with boundless evil spirits. These evil spirits were all killed by their butcher knives. The people below are demanding their lives.

The moment the piano sounded.

Granny Meng rushed out at the same time, and more than seventy killers followed behind her.

Like a sharp arrow, it pierced into the formation of the Great Winning Army.

Granny Meng didn't care about the exhaustion of energy at all, Feng Zhan slashed wildly with five knives one after another. Under Po Meng's seven-foot wind chop, a gap was cut out immediately, and the rest of them rushed to kill.

Also at this moment, the land behind the army formation suddenly became chaotic.

I saw a body of white bones that was half a zhang high, with no flesh and blood remaining in the whole body. Even the head was a thick skeleton, only the pair of empty eye sockets were burning with a fierce red light like flames.

From this demon body alone, there is no trace of Lan Shuo's past.

Lan Shuo ran amok in the army formation with the body of a demon, coped with the breakout of Po Meng and others, and at the same time was looking for Bai Xiaoran.

Bai Xiaoran, who had confronted Lan Shuo before, had already chosen to run away to save his life after realizing that he was defeated by the demonized Lan Shuo. At this time, he returned to the white ghost's side, staring at Lan Shuo behind the army formation. torso.

"Brother, after the alienation of this guy, he actually retains his rationality, which is completely different from what he encountered before, and under the skyrocketing strength, I am temporarily invincible."

Bai Xiaoran's face was pale, obviously his breathing was unstable.

"No problem, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually be buried in the army."

The white ghost said in a concentrated voice.

But when he said this, he was obviously not confident enough.

The lack of self-confidence stems from two points.

First, the entrance to Meihuawu will change every quarter of an hour, which means that the tens of thousands of people who marched in at the first quarter of an hour are all the troops.

As for the other troops, they could only wait in the fog outside the dock.

Second, since the news of the first emperor's death came out, the world of Kyushu has changed too much.

This kind of change is not only the re-establishment of the old royal courts of various countries, and the return of the world to the pattern of the Warring States Period, but also the aura between the heavens and the earth, so that the strength of the entire martial arts is increasing day by day, and there is a brand new martial art of the Seventh Heavenly Heaven. The division of the four realms.

In the past, no matter how strong the extreme masters were, it was impossible for one person to fight against thousands of troops.

But now.

Even this man Tu Baigui is hard to say.

Looking towards the center of the battle circle, the hall of Hades and the others have been completely surrounded in the center of the battle circle. From the current point of view, it is basically impossible to break out of the encirclement.

At most half an hour later, these people will all be buried under the iron hooves of the army.

"Brother Bai, this monster is chasing indiscriminately in the formation of the rear army. It may change, so leave it to me."

Jiang Yue, who was straddling the horse side by side with the white ghost, also looked at Lan Shuo's demon body, who was in chaos in the rear, and said in a concentrated voice.

Hearing this, the white ghost frowned.

The strength of this demon body approached the fifth heaven, even his brother Bai Xiaoran couldn't do anything after breaking through the extreme fourth heaven.

Only by relying on the soldiers to spare their lives, the army besieged and killed them.

What can Jiang Yue do? !

"Yi."

Jiang Yue cried out.

Beside him, a young man riding a white horse came out lazily. This young man followed Jiang Yue all the time, unobtrusive.

"understood."

I saw the boy on the white horse stretched his waist, slapped the horse's back, and kicked into the wind. On his back was a tall knife box.

In an instant, the knife box was fully opened.

Nine long and short knives of different styles flew out together, hovering around his side, this young man was able to draw the knives with his qi.

"Knife King Taihe's unique skill, the technique of controlling the sword."

Bai Xiaoran looked at the nine-handled flying knives circling up, frowned, obviously recognized what kind of path it was, and said in a concentrated voice.

Sword King Taihe, a long-standing name.

It disappeared as early as 20 years ago, and its swordsmanship, which is the best in the world, has been lost in the world. Many swordsmen sighed for it, but they did not expect it to reappear in the world in the hands of such a young man today.

"go."

The young man raised his hand and pointed, and the nine flying knives around his body all rushed towards Lan Shuo's demon body behind the army formation.

Lan Shuo's demon body, which was in the midst of massacres, was surrounded by nine flying knives in an instant, criss-crossing and slashing, sparks flew everywhere, leaving hundreds of knife marks on its bone demon body in an instant.

The army formation also changed at this moment, and the soldiers retreated one after another, no longer fighting in close combat, but choosing to fire bows and crossbows.

Lan Shuo wanted to rush to kill the soldiers, but he was firmly blocked by the nine flying knives. No matter which direction he rushed, the nine knives would stop him, but Lan Shuo couldn't find the knife owner, so he could only fight in vain. The knife roared angrily.

And at the same time.

The center of the battle circle.

Qing Ya, Meng Zhenzhen, Su Jinchen, the number of people around them has become less and less, the more than [-] people who rushed into the army together, now there are only more than [-] people left, and all of them are already injured.

Su Jinchen's breathing was even more unstable. He played several songs back and forth. The seemingly simple sound of the piano had to cover tens of thousands of troops. For his own body, the consumption was extremely high. At this time, [-]% of the strength in his body was already gone Exhausted, almost at a deficit.

Meng Zhenzhen's clothes were stained with blood, he was holding the Wind Slash in his hand, and his eyes were cold, scanning the surrounding Ying Jun who were rushing forward with howls.

"The weather is fierce and the spirit is angry, and the wilderness is abandoned."

Qing Yawang's blood is evil, and the brows are calm.

She was just a little regretful that she still hadn't seen him in the end of this trip.

Sudden.

The wind howled.

All the plum trees in Shili Meiwu are moving in an instant, as if they have been summoned, and the plum blossoms on their branches are like long rivers, circling and dancing, flying up to the sky.

what happened? !
Whether friend or foe, subconsciously, everyone looked up to the sky.

In the center of the ten miles of Meiwu, there is a figure standing in the air with a big cloak dancing in the wind. Countless plum blossom petals converge towards it, forming circle after circle of circular flower rivers around it.

------

PS: It’s the last day at the end of the month. Anyone who has a monthly ticket should vote, otherwise it will be refreshed and invalidated. Recently, my mentality has been a bit broken.

(End of this chapter)