He had just been transferred to the regiment commander, and there was a soldier named Hu Bayi

Chapter 154 Group Fight, Homecoming, Demon Tail, Shock!!

“Hiss…”

Commander Wei even pinched himself secretly, if it weren’t for the fact that the pain was so real, he really felt that he was not dreaming.

But all this, the scene in front of you, what is the situation?

The two looked at each other, but they couldn’t answer each other for the time being, so they could only continue to watch intently.

At this time, in mid-air, Zhang Qilin was holding a fire-tipped gun, which finally made the dragon feel pressure.

With each blow, the fire-tipped spear in Zhang Qilin’s hand could completely break through the dragon scales and cause a lot of damage to it.

Therefore, soon Long Ling set his sights on Zhang Qilin alone.

“Moo…”

Long Ling opened his blood basin and bit towards Zhang Qilin, and Zhang Qilin also blocked with the fire tip gun in his hand at the first time.

It is also strange to say that the original fire-tipped gun prop, which swung back and forth with a slight shake, is now able to resist the attack of the ancestral dragon without any damage.

However, just as Zhang Qilin was blocking the frontal attack of the ancestral dragon, the dragon tail attacked from the side.

At this moment, even Commander Wei and Minister Zhang, who were looking up to watch the battle, couldn’t help but sweat for him.

But at this moment, a phantom shadow actually appeared on Zhang Qilin’s side.

This phantom is a head on Zhang Qilin’s shoulder, but it is not Zhang Qilin’s appearance.

The face is as white as jade, and the eyebrows are like blood.

It is the true face of the Great God of the Three Altar Sea Meeting, the Third Prince Nezha!

Immediately afterwards, on the other side of Zhang Qilin, a phantom shadow of a head also appeared, and two arms appeared on each side at the same time.

The dragon tail was blocked by the Qiankun circle in the hand of the phantom, and on the other side, the Mixed Sky Aya phantom in his hand was thrown towards the dragon spirit.

Zhang Qilin at this moment, with three heads and six arms, although he is a phantom, he can really cause damage to the ancestral dragon.

“Moo!”

The dragon spirit dragon head was bound by the Chaotianaya 700, and it struggled desperately, but it couldn’t get rid of it.

“Dragon, die!”

Zhang Qilin’s icy voice, mixed with another crisp voice, with full anger, shocked Zulong.

At this moment, the dragon spirit knew that he was invincible, and he wanted to escape from this place, so he immediately turned around and desperately crashed towards the enchantment.

“Boom!”

Chu Jian tried his best to control, constantly changing his hands, his face was solemn, and when the enchantment became transparent, it returned to normal again.

Inside the enchantment, there was already chaos, but outside the enchantment, it was very calm.

In a village at the foot of the mountain, an elderly man living alone wakes up at night with a flashlight.

The huts of this era were generally built outside the house, and the old man slowly supported the wall and walked towards the hut.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning streaked by, and the old man subconsciously looked up.

But I saw a huge head looming in the direction of Kunlun Mountain in the distance.

There seemed to be a layer of transparent things blocking the surroundings, so that the dragon head quickly disappeared.

“Poof!”

The old man was directly frightened awake, and knelt down, looking at the looming dragon head, the old man bowed excitedly, and kept chanting words in his mouth: “The dragon king has appeared… Dragon King bless…”

How did he know that the Dragon King Ye who he was bowing to at this time was being beaten by the members of 543 at this moment.

Zhang Qilin’s phantom with three heads and six arms dragged the dragon spirit fiercely and smashed it to the ground

The sound of shattering was constantly heard all around, and Minister Zhang and Commander Wei looked around suspiciously, but they had no idea where this sound came from.

The scene in front of him became even more shocking, Zhang Qilin, Hu Bayi, and Wu Sangou invited the gods to go up, burst out rare combat power, and joined hands to press this dragon in the formation.

A dragon head alone is like a hill.

Fortunately, this is only a dragon spirit, not an entity, otherwise if it really falls down like this, the landslide and ground crack are inevitable, and even the entire area at the foot of the outer Kunlun Mountain will cause landslides.

At this moment, stepping on the body of the dragon spirit, Zhang Qilin stabbed the fire tip spear in, and then put his hand into the wound of the dragon spirit.

“Moo… Moo! ”

The dragon spirit desperately wanted to resist, but the more he struggled, the more painful it became.

Chaotianaya is the most treasure of Taoism, and he can’t break free at all.

If the ancestral dragon comes in person, it is really difficult to say, after all, the North Sea Ancestral Dragon is extraordinary, and the true god in the sky may not necessarily deal with it, but now it is just a dragon spirit, or it can also be regarded as a breath hidden in the anti-scale, and there is no entity, it is still enough to suppress.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qilin drank violently, and a dragon tendon condensed by breath was actually pulled out alive.

Long Ling wailed in pain, and this scene made Commander Wei and Minister Zhang, who were accustomed to seeing the wind and waves, feel a little cruel.

But after all, it is only a dragon spirit, and there is no real dragon tendon, this is just a power in the anti-scale, but the most core breath of the anti-scale.

Soon, the dragon tendons that were thrown on the ground quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye like a cloud of air, and the ancestral dragon spirit also struggled painfully, and could no longer get up.

“Bell!”

Zhang Qilin stood the fire-tipped spear at his side, and the shadow of the three heads and six arms disappeared

Chu Jian glanced back at the nine-pillar incense on the incense burner, and at this time, Jin Zha, Muzha’s six-pillar incense was also about to burn out.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xueli reminded: “Chief, time is running out, when the incense burns out, the gods will return to their places!” ”

Chu Jian nodded gently, and then urged the entire array.

In an instant, under the five-color flag, there were five tentacles shining with light, and at the same time restrained the dragon spirit, no matter how it struggled, it could not break free.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qilin waved his hand, and the shadow-like Mixed Sky Aya disappeared.

The five tentacles tightened more and more, and the dragon spirit gradually shrank with the naked eye.

Chu Jian urged the entire formation, and the strange shattering sound continued to come from all around.

“Moo!”

It seems that this dragon spirit also sensed that he was powerless to return to the sky, and this roar was full of unwillingness, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, but helpless.

At the same time, just as the dragon roar of Kunlun Mountain sounded.

In Yingkou City, Liaoning Province, thousands of kilometers away, a thunder suddenly pierced the sky.

“Boom…”

Many citizens of Yingkou City woke up from their sleep and looked out the window for unknown reasons.

A few minutes after the thunder, the downpour fell, and many people still had food drying on their roofs.

Almost every night on weekdays, people pay attention to the weather forecast, just for fear that heavy rain will wash away food.

At this time, people could not care so much, so they quickly climbed on the roof of the house in their raincoats, cursing the ghost weather while they began to rush to rescue the dried food.

“Boom…”

The thunder kept roaring, and most people focused on the grain, and did not notice anything unusual.

It’s just that this heavy rain came inexplicably, which made people dissatisfied.

But in Hechuan County, near the lower reaches of the Liao River in Yingkou, someone overheard it, accompanied by a burst of thunder, there seemed to be a strange sound?

The sound was intermittent and inaudible, only faintly distinguishable, like a cow’s cry, but it seemed that something was not quite right.

And this sound seems to come from the upper reaches of the Liao River in the mountains…

However, no one thought much about it, just whose cow was frightened.

But it also overlooked the point, this thunderstorm is strange, if it is a cow cry, how can it be accompanied by thunder?

……

At the same time, the back mountain of the Kunlun Mountain Garrison.

Finally, under the formation urged by Chu Jian, the dragon spirit was suppressed back into the black scales.

At this time, this anti-scale scale shimmered with black light, but it converged its anger and was peaceful.

Chu Jianchang breathed a sigh of relief, dispersed his handprint, and in an instant, the five-color flag disappeared.

This was originally what Chu Jian exchanged to deal with the dragon spirit, and it was not a permanent treasure, so after the strength was exhausted, the five-color flag naturally disappeared.

Chu Jian slowly stood up and looked back at Zhang Qilin and the three.

Zhang Qilin took the lead in holding his fist and making an ancient etiquette, and Hu Bayi and Wu Sangou also followed in turn to shake their fists.

Chu Jian also returned the favor: “Thank you for your help!” ”

As Chu Jian’s words fell, the nine-pillar incense simultaneously accelerated the speed of burning, and it was quickly extinguished.

At the same time, a gust of wind rose and gradually faded away, and everywhere it passed, a lotus lamp that extended into the distance was extinguished.

Chu Jian looked into the distance and clenched his fists again to show his gratitude.

“The gods return to their places!”

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qilin and the three returned like a dream, and a sense of exhaustion suddenly struck, and they all took a big breath.

“That feeling just now… It’s so weird…”

Wu Sangou wiped the sweat on his forehead, and as a result, with an unintentional force, the Wu Hook Sword prop in his hand was broken.

This is completely different from just now, just now a few people shook the dragon spirit, and these props in their hands were undamaged.

Even the fire-tipped spear in Zhang Qilin’s hand pierced the dragon scales on Long Ling’s body.

“Bell…”

But just then, the gong sounded.

The ceremony doesn’t end here.

As the saying goes, it is easy to ask God and it is difficult to send God, and the ceremony of sending God must also be elaborate.

Behind Yang Xueli, I don’t know when, the shadow of four tails appeared.

“This, this…”

“Tail?”

Seeing this scene, Commander Wei and Minister Zhang were shocked, their eyes were shocked, they didn’t believe Chu Jian’s words before, and they thought that there could be demons in this world?

But just now, after witnessing a series of magical things that happened, the two of them not only suspected at this moment, did these four tails really belong to monster possession?

But for a while, the two were a little unsure, so they could only wait and see.

At the same time, the sense of charm on Yang Xueli’s body seemed to be stronger.

With each move, they all carried an invisible force, which made Commander Wei and Minister Zhang quickly look away and deliberately avoid Yang Xueli’s figure.