Counterattack Xiaoxian

The giant red-haired man blew out two bursts of hot air from his nose and threw the copper melon in his hand like thunder from the sky. It was like a meteor hitting the moon and a spear colliding. The broken rocks all over the mountain were blown away, like several stone dragons tumbling. The result was have equal shares.

It was the Fu people general who fired the shot. He arrived just in time. Not long after, Fu soldiers came up one after another, many of them wounded, and they stood all over the cliff.

The Furen general looked at the red-haired giant and said, "Leave the sign in your hand and get out."

The soldiers surrounded him with a roar, and if he dared to say no, they would chop him into pieces.

The giant red-haired man was not afraid at all and said: "We are all working for the Lord, why should we be divided between you and me? Why not work together?"

"You deserve it!" The Furen general said with a look of disdain: "You have already received the reward you want. Greed will only cost you your life."

"I have thought clearly. I don't need any magic weapons, pills, or money. I want the Lord to support me in establishing the Blue Blood Kingdom here after the Chong Feng Army captures the Red Spider Division. From now on, all the Blue Blood Kingdom will be supported by the Lord. "

"Idiot talk!"

"Really?" The giant red-haired man grasped the chain with his palms, and his body became more majestic. The white light above his head shot out again, and a mountain-shaped shadow with overlapping peaks appeared, covered with mist and extremely powerful.

Someone among the Talisman people shouted: "This person is at the pinnacle of his destiny."

However, the giant red-haired man did not stop, and his momentum continued to climb. The mountain shadow rose to tens of feet, and the peak glowed with dazzling golden light.

"Excellent, half-step back to the Yuan Dynasty!" General Fu Ren's face tightened and he said: "Sure enough, only the strong are qualified to negotiate conditions, but I don't like to negotiate conditions."

He then said to all his men: "You all stand down."

"Half step to return to the origin" is a step forward in the late stage of the natal realm. There is only a thin line between the return to the origin realm of "all things return to the origin". Asking these soldiers to go up will definitely cause unnecessary casualties.

The Fuman general flicked the tip of his gun, and the cold stars flickered. The cold stars fell on the ground, and the rocks exploded. With a flick of the gun, the upper, middle, and lower roads of the red-haired giant were blocked. For a moment, cold stars were like rain.

The giant red-haired man moved his feet, retreated quickly, stepped onto a rock wall and flew down again. With a shake of his hand, he actually used the copper melon chain as a long whip. The whip technique was so wonderful that all the spears and cold stars were shaken. open.

But he did not take advantage of the opportunity to pursue him and said: "I understand, you are not one of the four armies of the Fu Kingdom. You are the 'Star-Breaking Spear' Ning Sacred Artifact of Feilongyuan under Emperor Fu's throne, right? And these are the ones behind you. The world-famous Rune Spear Camp."

The Fu Ren general looked gloomy: "Do you think you can still go down this mountain?"

"Haha! I didn't expect Feilongyuan to be involved in this matter. I feel more and more that my idea is feasible," the red-haired giant said: "As for qualifications, you are also a famous master of the natal realm. You can indeed fight, but... ..”

"But" was followed by a huge melon smashing down, with a loud bang, strong winds and clouds, and the cliff shook violently. The red-haired giant rushed into the black mist and dropped a sentence: "I won't accompany you." You're fooling me, think about it carefully and come to me again."

When Ning Shenqi saw the man striding away in the black mist, and then the passage closed in an instant, he couldn't help but feel really angry. Gang Qi surged around his body, and the ice crystals in his palms were translucent, so he grabbed him. As soon as he touched the black mist, the gang Qi turned out to be like snow. Melting, couldn't help but retreat in shock, saying: "The fishy wind and strange poison are really powerful!"

His lieutenant said from behind: "It may be difficult to break through forcefully, what should we do?"

"According to the original plan, you go and prepare first."

"Yes." The deputy general received the order and quickly climbed down the mountain with all the soldiers. About half an hour later, each of them came back carrying a corpse. They were all Wumen disciples they had killed at the foot of the mountain. There were obviously more corpses. Some of them were probably there to be killed.

Ning Shenqi ordered the soldiers to pile hundreds of corpses into a tower shape, took out a giant egg as white as jade and placed it on the top of the tower. Then he called out "Biochemical Dafa" and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the body of the egg. A cloud of blood mist covered the giant egg and the pile of corpses.

After a moment, a shadow of a young spider appeared on the giant egg. It had slender limbs, a fluffy belly and a velvet head. It moved slightly, not yet waking up, looking confused and cute.

But what happened next was horrifying. After it woke up, the pile of corpses under it immediately showed visible decay. It actually stuck together, exuding dirty black liquid, and the whole body slowly stirred, as if it was transporting nutrients to it. .

The young spider became violent and screamed, waving its claws back and forth. The shadow rose into the air, but it could not break away from the blood mist.

After Ning Shenqi performed the spell, he looked sluggish and seemed a little unable to stand. Upon seeing this, the deputy general shouted: "Ning Shuai...?"

He waved his hand and said, "This trip has consumed twelve mouthfuls of life essence. I hope this is the last one."

The lieutenant said: "I don't know who came up with this biochemical method. It's so vicious!"

"Don't talk nonsense. This is a high-level mystical art, and it's not something you can guess at will."

He sat cross-legged on the ground and added: "You must monitor closely in the coming time to prevent any changes."

The lieutenant general immediately arranged for soldiers to defend various key points. When he came back and saw that Ning's artifact had recovered slightly, he said: "Is the Zhenyuan Pillar really in this mountain? Although the strange poison is powerful, it has not been discovered for hundreds of years. .”

Ning Shenqi said: "Before I came here, my lord told me that there is an ambush from our side in the Red Spider Tribe. The identity of that person is very important and there is absolutely no mistake. In my opinion, there should be another mystery."

The deputy general said: "The only thing I can't figure out is that if the Lord wants the Zhenyuan Pillar, he can just send people to seize it. Why did he order us to sneak into the Sea of ​​Burial Stars and provoke beast-killing riots everywhere?

"Although doing this can make the witches vulnerable to enemies on both sides, defeating the witches is also the credit of the Chongfeng Army. What does it have to do with us?"

"Furthermore, Chong Fengjun has always been in opposition to the Lord. Why did he do this?"

"Seeing helplessly the five thousand elite members of the Talisman Gun Battalion died in a foreign land, and the remaining few hundred brothers were injured or disabled. I really want to understand, Ning Shuai! Can you tell me?"

The deputy general became more and more excited as he spoke, which must have been suppressed for a long time.

Ning Shenqi also had pain on his face, raised his head and looked at the sky, saying: "It's quick, we will see the outcome soon!"

The fighting was raging on Qiuye by the Mushui River. A large number of corpses were scattered on the river beach, in the ravine, and among the books. Their limbs were broken off, and their eyes were still open.

The Red Spider's first line of defense had been broken through and they retreated to a ring-shaped ridge on the edge of the mountain range.

The old clan leader was wearing a battle armor and holding a war hammer, leaning against a big tree. His face was charred, and behind him stood a group of clan elders.

The place where he stood was the commanding heights. Looking around, the battlefield was divided into nearly a hundred battle circles due to the terrain restrictions, with each one fighting in an intertwined manner.