Xuanwu Rebirth Diary

Yue Liang heard a soft voice pouring into his ears.

"Who are you scaring?"

He almost laughed out loud, but now the living creatures in front of him were all shocked by him, and they would reveal their secrets with a smile.

So he had no choice but to hold back, and secretly scolded Tai Yang in his heart, "This is called tactics."

Tai Yang also replied to him from the bottom of his heart: "So you used to scare the magic soldiers in the clan like this, no wonder everyone called you the angry face ghost."

Yue Liang: "What are you talking about?"

Tai Yang: "...didn't say anything."

With a livid face, Yue Liang plunged his sword into the ground beside him with a bang, splitting a rock.

The human race and the six-winged god in front of them were all frightened, and they didn't dare to show their air.Among those who remained, some were hesitant to run away, but now they dare not at all.

Yue Liang was suffocating in his heart, he knew clearly that he was a good general who regarded his soldiers as his life, how could he become a raging ghost, he should really talk about it.

The most important thing is, did this nickname actually sneak up into Dijun's ears behind his back?

Too much!

Seeing Yue Liang's complexion getting worse and worse, Azazel felt that something was wrong, don't mess with the bastard if you mess with anyone, right?

So he quickly winked at the elders of the human race.

The elders of the human race are old, and of course they are not stupid. They immediately understood that the quarrel between the two races just now was seen by the ancestor gods, and they were unhappy.

But we must not let the ancestor god think that the human race is all greedy for life and afraid of death!

So he hurried forward, cleared his throat, and said to Yue Liang in a deep voice: "There are no cowards in our clan, and now is the time of life and death, if there are traitors, our clan will first find out and punish them, and we will not bother the ancestor god !"

After speaking, he turned to the people of the human race again, and said a few words in human language, and some people backed away; after he said another word, more and more people backed away, and finally nearly two-thirds of them were left. People, both men and women, are the labor force of young and middle-aged people, and each one has a decisive look.

Azazel stared at that side, snorted disdainfully, turned around and said sharply to the six-winged gods: "Our race is not weak like the human race, the six-winged gods were born to fight for the sky and glory!"

"Except for those who can't walk or fly, go. We are born to be the god of slaughter, and we have nothing to fear!"

The six-winged gods shouted in unison, their voices were hoarse, roaring like hell ghosts.

Yue Liang naturally believed that they couldn't pull out his own palms, but it was the best way to make them develop a decisive fighting spirit. According to his experience, the more backed down, the more likely to win.

He cared about a more important matter, pretended to be angry in his heart, and asked forcefully, "Say, which sharp-mouthed person gave you the wind?!"

Tai Yang didn't know that Yue Liang was kept in the dark, he wanted to have a laugh with him, but he knew he was in a trap, so he had to pretend to be deaf and dumb, trying to get past him.

The more Liang thought about it, the angrier he became, the more he couldn't bear any possibility of damaging his image in Tai Yang's mind, so he drew his sword decisively, flew up the cliff, and came to Tai Yang's side in no time.

He fumed angrily: "Do you believe what others say about me?"

Tai Yang turned his face sideways, seeing that he couldn't get away with it, he had no choice but to look at it with innocent eyes, poked his finger, and said: "How is it possible, I just think this title is very cute."

Mmmm cute.

Yue Liang was skeptical, these words were too much like a nonsense used by one partner to prevaricate the other.However, his Tai Yang will not lie, so how should he decide?

Seeing him hesitate, Tai Yang sincerely added, "Truth."

This is indeed the truth, because in the portrait brought by the person who gave him the gossip at that time, the raging face stared at round eyes and grinned fiercely.

Although the painting doesn't look scary at all, it's kind of funny, and... cute.

Yue Liang believed it, snorted, and his face softened.Then I remembered something, and warned again, "If someone speaks ill of me in the future, you must not believe it."

Tai Yang nodded obediently: "Okay."

But after only saying a few words, the seal cracked again.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the seal. Unlike before, there was a rumbling sound from the ground this time.

The two of them didn't bother to talk about it, they turned around and performed their respective duties, as if they had fought side by side countless times with a tacit understanding.

Tai Yang began to control the seal through the flame attached to the flower vine, so that when it collapsed, it would not eat back the entire mountain.

Yue Liang began to form troops.

While running on the cliff, he shouted at the two clans behind him, "Retreat, be careful not to be splashed by the seal collapse!"

At the same time, Tai Yang said in a deep voice: "The witch man is coming in."

There is only one pass to enter the mountain. As long as the sky and the pass are guarded, witches will not be able to enter for a while.

The Seraphim could fly, so he took the initiative to fly into the air and guard the area above; the human race used thorny boards with yellow talismans and red strings in the middle of the road to seal off four roads to deal with the witches on land.

"God Ancestor, please come here!" The human elder hid in the tight defense, seeing Yue Liang standing alone in front, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Yue Liang didn't look back, but only said back to him: "Take care of yourselves!"

As he spoke, his eyes fixed on the figure in mid-air.

The most dangerous time is when the large seal is about to shatter. At this time, if a person who holds the formation wants to minimize the damage caused by the explosion of the formation, he must hold his breath and concentrate. A slight negligence will be a thousand times the backlash.

This risk should have been taken by him, a more experienced seal master, but Tai Yang accidentally let him take the lead.

Yue Liang was very anxious, but he was so nervous that he didn't dare to shout, so he could only stare.

The cracks on the seal gradually glowed brightly, breaking the frost that was previously covered, and melting the vines that bound it, the light became more and more dazzling.

They could even hear the screams of witches outside.

It's time to let go, but Tai Yang hasn't let go yet.

If he didn't withdraw, he himself would be blown to pieces.

At the moment before the light burst, Yue Liang didn't even think about it, and jumped on it.

The magic circle lost its support and finally exploded.

Hearing a loud bang, the seal released a strong light from the crack and shattered into countless pieces; then those pieces melted into the form of spiritual flow in mid-air, and quickly twisted and contracted towards the center until it became a spot of light. Then it exploded.

Every blow was an explosion that caused the earth to shake and the mountains to shake. The fragments of the magic circle burned all the witches clinging to the wall of the formation into nothingness, and more of them were sent thousands of feet away by the spiritual power shock generated by the explosion.

However, there were still swift-moving witches who successfully broke through before being swallowed by the shock, roaring excitedly, and rushed forward.

For a moment, the sacred mountain was like a white silkworm falling into a colony of black ants, and was soon surrounded by densely packed witches until it was submerged.

Fear flickered in everyone's eyes, and the elders of the human race looked like falcons and ordered sharply, "Shoot the arrow!"

The rain of arrows drew a beautiful arc, and the arrows burning with the evil fire of the six-winged god fell from the sky, leaving the witches with nowhere to hide!

At the other end of the mountain road, there are all kinds of strange witches: some are only half the size of a dog, but have six heads, and are covered with sharp-toothed mouths; The baby-like fat hands supported the barrel-like body and slowly moved forward, the skin was so thick that it was not afraid of any attack.

There are also monster birds whose wingspans are glued together into pieces of flesh without feathers, and erect humans with three legs sharper than spears.It was all pitch black.

There are so many and the speed is so fast, the human race will soon be overwhelmed.

When the battle was in full swing, they suddenly saw a human figure falling from the sky, which made everyone dodge in shock.Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a six-winged god.

There were three conspicuous claw marks on this six-winged god's shoulder, and he curled up in pain, howling miserably.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, countless sticky blacks suddenly swelled from his wound, wrapping him in; within a short while, he completely turned into a witch, and whispered witch words rolled out of his throat.

Everyone was terrified, but it was the elder of the human race who reacted first, grabbed a quenched sharp spear from the side, waved away the tribe, and met the sharp claw of the six-winged god by himself.

Two puffing sounds piercing through the flesh, mixed in the howling sound of the sky, were inaudible.

The elder's spear killed the newly transformed sorcerer, and the sorcerer pierced the elder's abdomen with one claw.

"Elder!!" The human race suddenly panicked and wanted to step forward to help.However, the elder of the human race waved away everyone with his spear, and stood alone in the middle of the open space.

The black vines quickly climbed up the body, and it only took a moment, leaving him with only a little time left.

"...After I leave, the second elder will act on my behalf. As an elder, you must go out."

He was panting heavily, half of his body was pitch black.

Before Wishing Witch's sorcery completely engulfed him, he turned towards the north where the Emperor and the tribe were located, and slowly bent down in a five-body posture, closed his eyes, and silently recited blessings, then took out a yellow talisman from his waist , trembling stuffed into his mouth.

When only the head remained, the evil fire burned all over his body, burning him to ashes like any witch man.

The sacred mountain in the center of the battlefield is noisy and noisy, but at this moment, the mountain pass is unexpectedly silent.

Immediately, all the tribes of the human tribe cried out in grief, almost dying.

Azazel was fighting above the mountain pass, and when he heard the movement below, he couldn't help clenching his molars, and shouted at the adjutant beside him: "Go and pass on the message to those people, now is not the time to cry!"

"Cry again, everyone will die here!"

The adjutant was fighting with four witches, holding a stone shield in his hand to resist wave after wave of attacks, so busy that he didn't even have time to talk.

Seeing the shortage of manpower, Azazel's already irritable mood became even more irritable, and he swung his weapon fiercely, "Forget it, I will do it myself."

He folded his wings and swooped down, plunged headlong into the crowd like a falcon, and landed firmly. The bewildered crowd screamed, so he shouted impatiently: "Don't cry!"

The human race who lost their core bones all looked at him with panicked eyes.

"Who is the second leader?" Azazel asked violently, "Come out and take charge!"

"Second Elder... just died at the bottom of the mountain..." Someone in the crowd replied dully.

Azazel asked again: "Where are the three elders? It's impossible for a family to have only two people who make up their minds!"

People introduced a young man, only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a calm and mature appearance, but in his eyes there was still the panic of a young man who was inexperienced.

Azazel didn't care about anything else, he pulled the young man out, pointed at the mountain pass in front of him and said loudly, "Do you see that mountain pass, ask your people to guard it!"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly.

Azazel had no time to continue to manage, so he spread his wings and returned to the sky to continue fighting.

Many people died in the human race, as did the Six-winged God, but this battle still had to be fought, and even if there was only one remaining Six-winged God, he would defend it.

I hope that the Xuanwu tribe can figure out a way to break the situation as soon as possible.

Azazel narrowed his eyes and looked forward. The place where the sealing array exploded was thick with smoke and dust, making it impossible to distinguish the internal situation.

The author has something to say: ah, recently I have been rushing to catch up with the outline and design progress, I am afraid that I will be too busy to write...

I still want to start a series of articles in the future, and I have put them in the column, so I have to write them quickly

(A day of broken thoughts in Yuan Ye)