The heavens start from Maoshan

Everyone felt heartbroken, and many people had painful expressions on their faces.

tread...

Take the third step.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, three thousand sergeants vomited blood in unison, and their momentum was frustrated.

"It's the technique of sound attack!"

Zhen Xihou saw the way, and shouted: "Gather your energy and blood, defeat his sound attack technique, kill him!"

"kill!"

The soldiers shouted to kill in unison, and slashed forward with ice blades in their hands.

Zhang Heng stood there and looked up.

As soon as he saw it, a blood-colored tiger condensed in the sky above the army formation, roaring towards the sky at him.

"Soldiers!"

Zhang Heng suddenly stopped drinking.

With the blessing of Tianyin and Dream, the Nine-Character Mantra of Soldiers has evolved into a battlefield.

The three thousand soldiers looked intently.

When I saw it, I was in front of a prison, and I looked at the wall of the prison: "Hulao Pass." "

"Hulao pass?"

The three thousand soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay.

crunch...

The door of Hulaoguan opened.

Zhang Heng walked out step by step.

In the first step, Fang Tian painted a halberd in his hand.

In the second step, a red rabbit, a horse, and a BMW are born under the crotch.

The third step is to put on the armor.

In the fourth step, countless Bingzhou wolf riders appeared behind him.

"what!"

Zhen Xihou looked at himself.

He used a spear, but at some point, the spear turned into a long-handled hammer.

Look at the soldiers behind you.

Zhenxihou's banner also changed, with the word "Wu" written on it.

"I have become Wu Anguo?"

Zhen Xihou looked at Zhang Heng, and then at the long-handled hammer in his hand.

Without waiting to say anything, Zhang Heng waved Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and shouted: "Bingzhou Wolf Rider, kill!"

"Kill!"

Three thousand Bingzhou wolf riders began to charge.

Cavalry, known as the tank of the cold weapon era.

At the moment of touching, the three thousand soldiers under Zhenxihou fell down in pieces like cutting wheat.

"Damn!"

Zhenxihou was furious, raised his weapons and began to face Zhang Heng.

But he was used to spears, and he was not comfortable with long-handled hammers, and for some reason, facing the fake Lu Bu in front of him, he was full of fear like the real Wu Anguo.

"When the false is true, the true is false."

"In your heart, Wu Anguo cannot defeat Lu Bu, so you cannot defeat me."

Zhang Heng only had a few rounds before Zhen Xihou was at a disadvantage.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he suddenly found smoke rising from the virtual battlefield.

Covered by the white smoke, the surrounding scenery began to distort.

When the white smoke cleared, the banner with the Wu character changed into the Liu character, and there were still two generals standing not far away.

"Master Hou, don't panic, I'll help you."

The paper fan in the middle-aged scribe's hand turned into a zhangba snake spear.

The long-handled iron hammer in Zhenxihou's hand also began to transform into the Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

Even worse is the fake Liu Bei.

With a bulging chest, who else could it be if it wasn't Mrs. Hu.

"Illusion!"

Zhang Heng's eyes brightened: "Interesting, is this in my dream domain, unfolding the illusion domain, thus taking away part of the control over the dream?"

Dreams are not invincible.

Otherwise, Patriarch Chen Tuan wouldn't be called the sleeping fairy, wouldn't it be good to be called the number one fairy in the world.

Madam Hu is proficient in illusion.

She couldn't break Zhang Heng's dream, but she could add elements of illusion into the dream.

When the truth is fake, the fake is also true. Dream art and illusion art have something in common. You can see whether it is true or false.

"Three Greats vs Lu Bu!"

Zhang Heng laughed out loud and cheered up.

In the next second, the surrounding scene changed again, turning into a scene of burning red cliffs.

Zhang Heng is dressed in white, incarnate as Zhou Gongjin.

The Liu character banner where the three Zhenxi Hous belonged also became the Cao character.

Zhen Xihou raised his eyes and saw that the surroundings turned into burning warships, and he himself became Cao Cao, while the middle-aged scholar and Mrs. Hu turned into Xu Huang and Cao Ren.

"fire!"

True, false.

When a soldier touched the flames, the flames burst into the sky instantly, and he was burned to death screaming.

When the others saw it, they all panicked. Under the push and push, there were countless people who fell into the river and raped.

"Change!"

Madam Hu hastily activated the illusion.

This time, Cao Ziqi became Deng Zi.

Zhang Heng looked at himself and found that he was wearing a crown and standing on the city wall.

There was a middle-aged man kneeling beside him, begging bitterly: "Your Majesty, there are still thousands of soldiers in Chengdu who can fight, so you can't surrender!"

"Pooh!"

How could Zhang Heng not know.

Affected by the illusion, he turned into Liu Adou who was about to sacrifice the city.

The three of Mrs. Hu became Deng Ai and his party who smuggled to Yinping and took the risk by chance.

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life."

Zhang Heng raised his hands violently.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed again, and a flag with the word 'Zhao' was raised beside Zhang Heng.

On Madam Hu's side, it says: Deng Ai, Zhong Hui, and Jiang Wei.

"The king of Jin is here, rebellious and yet to be punished!"

Countless soldiers rushed out from Zhang Heng's side and killed the three of them.

Fight for a while.

Madam Hu only felt that the soldiers around her were endless.

Just about to change again, the surrounding scene suddenly dissipated, and everyone returned to the Zhenxihou Mansion.

"Do you really think that what I compare with you is the method of dreams and illusions?"

Zhang Heng laughed loudly: "Just look around."

The three of Madam Hu looked around.

As far as the eye can see, three thousand soldiers either drowned, died in battle, were shot by arrows, or were burned.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Heng laughed again: "Mine are fake soldiers and horses, but you are real soldiers. This army formation was broken by me."

Chapter 233: The Ambition of the Reborn

"This..."

Zhen Xihou and his wife looked back.

The three thousand sergeants were completely lost, and the army formation was naturally broken.

Affected by this, Marquis Zhenxi, whose height skyrocketed to nine feet, also recovered to be a seven-foot man. The Qi and blood cultivation base that had increased dramatically due to the blessing of the army formation also disappeared with the disappearance of the army formation, and his mental state showed a trace sluggish.

"Husband..."

Madam Hu blamed herself.

Her illusion technique did not lose to Zhang Heng's dream technique, but she did.

Because she didn't see through Zhang Heng's calculations, Zhang Heng didn't want to use dream skills to win or lose with her, but to restrain her mind and secretly clean up the three thousand soldiers.

Now, without soldiers, it is impossible to form an army.

The strength of Zhenxihou was greatly affected. With the blessing of three thousand soldiers and the army, Zhenxihou was able to exert his strength in the late stage of the Hedao state.

Without these soldiers and army formations, he only has the martial arts cultivation base of the middle stage of He Dao Realm.

Don't look at it's only a small realm away.

In fact, it is very different.

With an army formation, they can do a few tricks against Pudu Cihang.

Without an army formation, he is at most at the level of grandma tree.

"Father, mother..."

Just when the two were undecided, thinking about whether to kill the fish or break the net.

Yang Pan walked out from the gate of the mansion, bowed down to his parents and said: "I am lucky to have won, but I have lost my life. Our fate with Wuxiang Tianyi is over. As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes, so let's take care of the gods." Hand over the clothes, the green hills left behind are there, so you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood.”

Yang Pan was also reluctant to part with Wuxiang Tianyi.

There is nothing he can do, he cares more about the safety of his parents than Zhibao.

He has already seen that Zhang Heng's methods are quite high, and he has a lot of calculations in his heart.

If the mother didn't guard against it, she would fall into his trap, and if the beating continued, the two elders might be in danger of their lives.

"Still didn't keep it!"

Mrs. Hu was 1 unwilling.

It's just that under the eaves, I don't want to bow my head, so I gritted my teeth and said, "That's all, you can take it."

After finishing speaking, he took off the gauze draped over his body, and threw it to Zhang Heng with great reluctance.