dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing the millions of congregants gradually turning into illusions, Zhang Jiao was already crying like rain.

Seeing these steps, Zhang Bao stepped forward, wanting to comfort his elder brother but didn't know where to start.

Unknowingly, I also burst into tears...

Since then, for the first time in the history of China, the "Three Religions" have jointly cast spells and finally completed.

Coupled with the assistance of the new Bazimen and the Yinyang family, a grand formation that has never been seen before has finally been laid.

I saw the blue sea beating the waves in the void, and the Buddha's light shined in the depths of the "ocean".

Between the blue sea and the Buddha's light, the power of the five elements flows slowly, and the "horoscope" encompasses everything in the world.

Among all kinds of wonders, there are millions of yellow turban warriors with clear armor, forming a large formation of Qimen dunjia to shuttle back and forth.

The two kings looked at each other and immediately understood what was in each other's mind.

Qi Qi bowed down to Hua Jiunan: "Little Mister, now that the evil spirit is still alive, we, the Zong clan, still have to guard this place."

"I only hope that Mr. Pan will come to the country and wipe out all the evil spirits in the world, and give our family freedom!"

After the two kings finished speaking, without waiting for Hua Jiunan to answer, they each spit out the gate that sealed the mountain of millions of corpses.

The gate soared into the sky, floating into the air to suppress the space.

The two kings, four-legged and windy, blended into a door respectively, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Seeing such a magnificent scene, Chen Dage was filled with emotion.

I want to say something but my culture is superficial, and thousands of words are condensed into two words:

What the hell! ! !

That is to say, these two words awakened Ma Mingyang, who was in deep thought, and guessed the general situation instantly when he saw everything in front of him.

Ma Mingyang shook his head with a wry smile as he looked at his own son who seemed to be stupid... wise and foolish.

"My lord Juzi, if my Mo Sect doesn't participate in such a grand event, wouldn't it be a lifetime of regret?"

When Chen Dage heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Participate? How can I participate... Oh, yes, I will pay for everyone to go to the restaurant later, and I will make a good meal!"

Chang Baye, who has been struggling with the issue of "how to borrow seeds", suddenly became furious when he saw the virtue of "little shriveled calf".

His eyes were unconsciously staring at Chen Dage.

Chen Dage felt terrified when he was watched, and asked subconsciously.

"Eighth, Eighth Master, what are you looking at?!"

Seeing his cowardice, Chang Baye immediately became even more angry.

"I'm thinking about how you're going to spend money when you're going to eat out for a while!!!"

It was only then that Chen Daji realized that because he had just grown bigger, everything on his body was reduced to crumbs, even his wallet was no exception.

Now except for the hospital gown around the waist, not to mention the money, there is not even a hair left... I looked carefully and touched it again, and the hair is still there, and it seems to be longer than before. Some......

Ma Mingyang looked at Chen Daji's stupid look, and his wry smile grew wider.

Now that he still doesn't know what kind of virtue his big son is... Forget it, let's do it himself.

However, Ma Mingyang's mentality has completely changed now. He said that he did it himself, but in fact he secretly used the secret technique of "stretching puppet" of the Mo family to quietly control Chen Daji.

This kind of opportunity to be passed on through the ages must of course be given to the representatives of the family!

So amidst Chen Daji's series of "fucking" sounds, his body flew into the air uncontrollably.

Hua Jiunan, Zhang Jiao and the others felt that Ma Mingyang was not malicious, and they didn't take any action to stop him, but chose to wait and see what happened.

This never-before-seen sense of being trusted suddenly warmed Ma Mingyang's heart after being alone for 2000 years.

Under the control of Ma Mingyang, Chen Dage raised his hand and pointed between his eyebrows.

The "Mocheng" that Ma Mingyang returned to him immediately "projected" onto the endless sea of ​​righteousness.

Like a real city, the war giants inside are even clearly visible.

Ma Mingyang's lips moved, but the voice came from Chen Dage's mouth.

"Universal love, non-aggression."

"Mohists don't leave their names, guard the world, and help the common people!"

"Use martial arts to stop fighting, divine soldier, let's go... let you go!"

The sound of leaving you is of course not what Ma Mingyang said, but the last stubbornness shown by Chen Dage, unwilling to let himself be controlled like this...

Although two words are missing, the effect is still the same.

I saw the gates of the huge war city in the sky open wide, and countless weapons and armors of all kinds were continuously thrown, throwing them at every patrolling yellow scarf martyr.

Armed to the teeth in the blink of an eye.

After all the Yellow Turban warriors were equipped, thousands of huge war machines came out: trebuchets, ballistas, and arrow towers.

Driven by huge war giants one after another, they line up their troops according to the directions of Qimen gossip.

As a result, the suppressive formation that had never appeared before became even more impenetrable.

In the void, the Yellow Turban generals from 36 directions laughed loudly and led millions of congregants to clasp their fists at Chen Dage.

"I will thank you, Major General, for your support!"

The voices of millions of people gathered together are far better than thunder.

Shocked, Chen Daji was shocked and fell from the air to the ground with a plop.

He himself felt ashamed, so he hurriedly endured the pain, and quickly got up pretending to be nonchalant.

"Brother, brothers, don't be polite, we, who are we with whom!"

Seeing Chen Daji's appearance, Million Yellow Turban smiled brighter.

Even the two brothers Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao, who were sad, smiled unconsciously.