dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The iron chain had been completely burned by the eight giant cauldrons, and the miniature god screeched and screeched as soon as he hugged him, black smoke billowed from his body.

But even so, he refused to let go, kicking and pulling desperately, trying to break and rescue Grandma Mai.

Grandma Mai felt distressed when she saw this, and hurried to speak.

"Second rich, your time to be a righteous person is too short, and you don't have the soul combination of the real deity, you are just a false god."

"Don't waste the incense in vain, it's too dangerous here, go back to Guanghua Mansion to raise it!"

The Mini God looked at the weak Mai grandma, and at Hua Jiunan who was trapped in the "Four Heavenly Flames", and shook his head resolutely.

Not only did he not let go, but he dragged the iron chain even harder.

Amidst the sizzling burning sound, he, who was only the length of an adult's arm, was only about the size of a fist after a while.

Now I can't even hold the thick iron chain, but it seems to be hanging on it...

Seeing this scene, Grandma Mai and Hua Jiunan were all shocked and shouted together.

"Second Fu, let go!"

"Uncle Fu, it's my incompetence that hurt you! Let go!"

What Hua Jiunan said was not blind self-blame, but a reason:

Strategist is an academic school founded by Gui Guzi, a holy man.

"Hanshu Yiwenzhi" even listed it as one of the "Nine Streams and Ten Schools".

Guiguzi is so powerful that I don't need to elaborate on it.

Even the four major disciples of the school: Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin, which one is not a genius who suppressed the same period!

The vertical and horizontal eight gates are the top-level secret art of the vertical and horizontal lines, how can it be so easy to crack? !

Among the people in the world who can skillfully use this formation, except for the ancestor Gui Guzi, only the four major disciples, plus Fan Ju, Gongsun Yan and a few others can do it.

What Hua Jiunan just suppressed was only the outer formation, and the eight iron cables and the eight giant tripods were the core part of the entire formation.

It's a pity that he didn't understand this until now!

......

"The tiger is the king of beasts, so no one dares to offend it. Only the love between father and son, look back step by step!"

Don't look at Chen Fu and Chen Daji's father and son laughing and joking, fighting and fighting, and look like "the father is not loving and the son is not filial", but in fact, their relationship is no worse than that of other fathers and sons, and they are even closer.

Seeing that his father was in danger, the "Major General" was really anxious!

"Oh shit, grandma has to pay her father for not being rescued?! I'm fighting with you!"

After yelling, he didn't care about it, and grabbed the tiger talisman hanging on his chest.

Bursts of murderous aura suddenly erupted from Chen Dage's body.

A howling wind formed, and the blowing vegetation rustled.

His appearance also turned into a "ghost-like" before death:

Remnants of blood armor, full of arrows.

The horse-killing saber with the ring handle in his hand is raised high!

A war horse also full of arrows and wearing heavy armor fell in a pool of blood at Chen Dage's feet.

At the same time, a group of incomplete iron-blooded army souls loomed. They were the hundred warriors who had been with him all those years ago, and now only the true spirits remained!

Chen Daji leaned over and patted the horse's back.

"Old man, I'm awake, get up too, I need you!"

Hearing the master's call, the "sleeping" war horse neighed like a dragon's chant.

He jumped up, and the black fire under his feet was shining.

This moment, it has been waiting for too long!

Chen Daji put down his visor and jumped onto the horse's back.

At the same time, pointing at the eight iron chains with the horse-killing sword in his hand, he roared the same words as before to the fierce rider behind him.

"Brothers, are you afraid of death?!"

Hundreds of fierce riders raised their heads to the sky and roared.

"Shoulder with the general, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

At this moment, it was as if time had been reversed, and everything was the same as before!

Even if I come back thousands of times, I will never regret fighting for the king!

"kill!"

Chen Daji leaped his horse into the air, and with a black will-o'-the-wisp, he slashed angrily at the iron chain with his heavy saber.

"kill!"

Hundreds of fierce knights held their sabers high at the same time, all the power of endless blood killing was blessed on Chen Daji's saber.

The saber burst into a [-]-meter-long phantom in an instant, as if it could open the sky, cut the ground, and tear apart any enemy who dared to stand in front!

Seeing that his brothers are fighting each other with their lives, how can Hua Jiunan be alone.

Simply stop defending and remove the water curtain in front of you.

Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of hot blood was sprayed on the copper coin sword.

"The wonderful way, the magnificent way, the sky can be cleared, the earth can be calmed, the gods can be spirited, the valleys can be filled, and all things can be born!"

"Wan Jian Jue, cut!"

Hundreds of sword lights were instantly aroused at the cost of half of Hua Jiunan's energy and blood.

Then they merged together rapidly, and slashed towards the iron chain with a red light soaring into the sky!

"Stop it, little brat, you really don't want your life?!"

In the distance, Ba Ye Chang and his other five older brothers were rushing forward with all their might, the wind gusts and dragons chant endlessly!

"Mr. Xiao must not be impulsive, here I come!"

With tears in his eyes, Hui Lao Liu rushed into the crowd of enemies as if he had entered no one's land!

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, Namo Amitabha Buddha!"

"How dare you force brother into such a situation! This seat will send you to reincarnation in the animal realm!"

Strange Buddha's name, bronze mask, sinister wind tornado, blood moon hanging high!

Ghost Buddha Faceless appeared out of thin air!

The [-]-meter-high Weeping Buddha smashed down from the sky;

The blood-stained letter is like a life-threatening note.

Anything near it, whether it is Huangchao rebels or military servants, will be slaughtered!

The screams never stopped, and the endless purgatory reappeared in the world!

Note: The three medals are the relics of Uncle Li, and they are also the testimony of his lifetime of serving the country and the people.

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