Saint Qin Batu

Not only the generals and soldiers of the Qin Army, who had always aimed at military merit, were excited when they heard it, and they wished to make meritorious deeds immediately.Even those cultivators who transformed themselves into gods couldn't help but start to think about it.

The monks are firm, but the premise is that the foundation of their belief cannot be shaken.

Just like the current fairyland monks, who believe in the way of heaven, for the sake of the so-called common people, they have been dormant for thousands of years.However, attacking Ying Zheng and Bai Qi with his own spear and his own shield made him feel at a loss again.

Ying Zheng and Bai Qi saw all the changes in everyone's moods.

Father, like son.

Whether it is the ancestor of Penglai or the cultivator of Huashen, they are all obsessed with the ideas of their ancestors.When the concept of the ancestors is broken, it is inevitable that it will be difficult to get out.

"Hooray! Hooray!"

Fragmentary cheers sounded at Ying Zheng's feet, and then gathered into a vast ocean.

Ying Zheng's mouth curled into a silent smile.He knew that the morale of the army had stabilized, even stronger than before.On the contrary, the people in the fairyland, at this moment, are not without opportunities to turn them into useful ones.

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482章 入函谷

"Cough cough!"

The loud cheers made the abbot ancestor, who was still in a coma, involuntarily wake up again.

Seeing his friend sober, Patriarch Penglai, who was also in the midst of a battle between gods and men, immediately broke his mind and began to ask about Patriarch Abbot's injuries.

He no longer has both arms, and the origin of his soul has been seriously injured.Naturally, it was impossible to thoroughly check the abbot's ancestor's injuries.

The ancestor of the abbot who woke up also looked not very good-looking.

Counting it carefully, he was only hit by Bai Qi's sword twice.Logically speaking, with his cultivation in the Tribulation Boundary, even if he was hit by Bai Qi's two swords, he would never be so embarrassed.

However, the fact is so, so that the ancestor of Penglai really couldn't figure it out.

"There is a strange force in my body that is devouring my flesh and blood." The pale abbot ancestor said in a low voice.

"Strange power?" Patriarch Penglai froze for a moment, frowning.

Although the ancestor of the abbot is the weakest among the three of them, he is still in the realm of crossing the tribulation.The physical body is much higher than that of the cultivator who transforms the spirit.

Although Bai Qi is in the Dao Casting Realm of Martial Arts and has the strength almost equal to that of Transforming Gods, it is not easy to break through the defense of the Abbot Patriarch and stab the Abbot Patriarch, not to mention he has the strength to swallow a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Realm What about his flesh and blood?

If there is such a terrifying power, why do you need to use those mysterious battle spirits?

Just when everyone was still entangled in their own thoughts, Hangu Pass, which was a little calm at first, appeared strange again.

Misty white air, like a blowout, emerged from Hangu Pass.

"It's this kind of power!" The ancestor of the abbot, who clenched his teeth tightly, said hoarsely with the last bit of extra strength he had.

But after saying this sentence, the whole person fell into a coma again.

Only then did the same white gas overflow from the wound on the abbot's ancestor's chest.

Seeing the white air emerging from the chest of the abbot patriarch, it gathered more and more, not only the patriarch Penglai, but also the monks who were originally shaken, suddenly changed their expressions.

Demon!

A group of people shot at Bai Qi with cold eyes.

Can call the unknown fog from the channel, what is it if it is not a demon?Such an evil force that can devour flesh and blood, what is it if it is not a demon?

Yingzheng was a little surprised by another contrast between the monks in the fairyland.

However, when Ying Zheng saw the wisp of white air emerging from the abbot's ancestor's chest and the person their eyes were hostile to, Ying Zheng suddenly understood.

Obviously, they regarded Bai Qi as a member of the demon clan.

Similarly, Bai Qi also thought of this.He quickly sneered and said: "Hmph! Just a joke, I have been in the six kingdoms for more than a hundred years. If you were the demons, you would have already lost my hands, and you can still be so presumptuous!"

A single sentence in vain made everyone speechless again.

Indeed, Bai Qi is already over a hundred years old now, if he is really a member of the Demon Race, he must have come to this world a hundred years ago.However, a hundred years ago, the way of heaven was still normal, and even the demons with the strength to cross the tribulation realm would definitely not be able to make it through. In this regard, the ancestor of Penglai is still very confident.

However, if Bai Qi is not a demon, then how did he use this white mist?

This question, like a cycle of misunderstandings, is confusing.

While everyone was still wondering how Bai Qi's white gas came from, the blowout-like white gas had already spread to the surroundings with the wind.

It is the same as before, but where the white air passes by, the vegetation withers and the vitality is gone.

"Your Majesty, let's deal with the weird fog first. Here is the most elite army in the empire, and Xianyang is only a few dozen miles away..."

At this time, Wang Jian came to Ying Zheng's side, frowning and reminded.

After thinking for a while, Ying Zheng said to Wang Jian: "Order the army to withdraw from the Hangu Pass ten miles away! I will take care of the rest!"

"Here!" Wang Jian nodded and responded.

The speed of this white mist spreading is not fast.However, anyone who sees this mist that seems to be able to swallow all vitality will feel frightened.

Right now, the people in Wonderland are no longer a threat.Moreover, the speed of the mist spreading is not fast, and within a short period of time, it will not threaten the safety of Xianyang.

Before that, Ying Zheng had to find a way to solve the white mist.

Ying Zheng has already broken the original trajectory of the Dao of Heaven. If he avoids it at this time, what is the difference from those mediocre people in the fairyland.

At that time, there is no need for people in the fairyland to do it.Losing the hearts of the people and the destiny of the country, I am afraid that Yingzheng himself will die without a place to bury him.

Just when Ying Zheng was about to enter Hangu Pass, Bai Qi next to him suddenly spoke out, and said firmly, "Your Majesty, the old minister will go with you!"

The white mist at Hangu Pass was too strange, and with the remarks made by the ancestor of Penglai, even Ying Zheng and Bai Qi didn't dare to take it too seriously.

Moreover, at this moment, Bai Qi wanted to figure out what the white mist in front of him was more than Ying Zheng.Why can I control it as I want.In other words, is the white qi under his control different from the white qi in front of him, and whether he can really use it for himself.

Everything makes this business indispensable.

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you, uncle!"

The two looked at each other, and then nodded silently.Immediately, Ying Zheng took the lead, wrapped in a black barrier, and rushed towards Hangu Pass with his head covered.

Similarly, Bai Qi followed closely behind.

It's not that Bai Qi is afraid of death and wants Ying Zheng to try himself.But now, the hundreds of thousands of Qin troops below have not yet been completely eliminated, and hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes are still staring at Ying Zheng.

If Bai Qi walks ahead of Ying Zheng, although the soldiers can comfort themselves, it is only natural to take risks for Ying Zheng, but there will inevitably be grudges deep in their hearts.