high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 223 The Spear of Naraka

"Royal!"

"Royal!"

"Royal!"

The sound of Shanhu rolled and exploded, like a row of thunderbolts crashing to the ground. In the wide school field made of fine iron, violent blood rose straight up, burning the air until it twisted and swayed.

In the mountainous Torch Dragon Guard, under the pressure of a great array of spiritual light, a young man with flirtatious golden pupils was rushing left and right in the array.

"Dry four, Kan five."

One side's killing array showing the innate gossip pattern is approaching rapidly.

In the killing formation, the general-looking warrior waved the formation flag, and the torch dragon guards who formed the Xiantian Bagua formation separated and surged like a tide, enveloping the golden-eyed man.

The sound of explosions in the air continued, and the blood essence condensed by the entire army quickly disappeared, but under the full force of the entire army.

Finally, the Xiantian Eight Diagrams was rolled lightly, and the person with golden pupils was still trapped in it.

The gossip diagram trembled violently, and the yin and yang qi continued to overflow, while the general was frightened.

After much difficulty, the gossip map finally solidified, and there is no more movement from the killing formation at this moment.

"Won……"

A smile slowly appeared on the general's black and thin face. He looked around at the countless comatose partners on the school field, and couldn't restrain it any longer:

"I win……"

Bang!

Like the movement of a sledgehammer hitting a mountain, the black and thin general's body shook, and his eyes showed incredible shock.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang! ! !

With the last sound, the innate gossip diagram above his head exploded!

Countless crimson armors flew out. They were hit by the force of the huge waves, and they fainted in mid-air. It was difficult to form an formation, and they collapsed into a mess of loose sand.

"Zhen Qi, Xun Si! You group of killing talents, get up and change for me!"

The black and thin general's eyes were about to burst, he squeezed the formation flag in the palm of his hand tightly, and his voice was hoarse.

It's so hard...the opportunity that came so hard...

What, how could it be ruined at this juncture? !

With a stern voice, he forcibly soared into the sky, a blazing thunder light beating in the palm of the black skinny general, bright and dangerous.

Behind the thunder, the black and thin general's eyes were like fire, and he rushed towards the person with golden pupils with a brave attitude.

"Rayfa?"

A slightly surprised voice sounded, and immediately, two sword qi flew out from those coquettish golden pupils, and with a light slash, all the thunder light was broken.

The black and thin general felt cold all over his body. On his neck, it seemed that the murderous intent in the sword energy still remained, making his body stiff and unable to move instinctively.

The same third realm...

Is the gap between them really so big?

The black and thin general laughed at himself and lowered his head, while Bai Shu had already turned around and faced the other side.

"My lord, this is the joint strike formation of our four mansions!"

After removing the gossip map, in the mess of the entire school grounds, there are red waves raging again, and it is a burning torch dragon with towering scales, which is criss-crossing the blue sky.

After the congenital gossip array was destroyed, there was a wild laughter on the school field.

Julong's body is huge, tens of feet tall, and his figure fills the sky of the school grounds. It has a pair of blue eyes, which are filled with a faint cold light.

In the torch dragon, countless armor piles can be faintly seen, and they together agitate the real energy, and this huge torch dragon is derived from the killing array.

At this moment, it was laughing wildly, uttering words in the sea of ​​flames.

"Come on!" Bai Shu hooked his hands, and also laughed.

Ju Long didn't say much anymore, he raised his head to the sky and groaned, like a comet hitting the moon, engulfed in waves of fire, and crashed towards the tiny figure on the ground.

The flames burned across the entire sky, like an overturned ocean that was about to pour down.

Julong swooped down, and even the ground made of fine steel showed signs of melting, and billows of white smoke billowed up.

The black and thin general who fell to the ground was shocked. He held the flag in his hand, subconsciously put his head in his hands, and bent down.

One Vajra, six Yang Talismans, and five hundred practitioners.

The torch dragon on the top of the head is already nearly half of the family property of the four prefectures.

Such heavenly power, is it really something that the human resources of the three realms can compete with?

The black and thin general glanced unconsciously. In the billowing flames, the moment Ju Long approached him, the lord still had a smile on his face.

The golden light in his left eye suddenly exploded, like a sun bursting in his left eye.

The coquettish golden light suppressed the color of the sea of ​​fire for a short time.

"open!"

Bai Zhu's left eye was bleeding, amidst his smile.

From the left eye filled with golden light, suddenly, a thunder spear flew out!

The whole body of the Thunder Spear is illusory, only the tip of the spear at the front is slightly solid.

The moment Thunder Spear appeared, the black and thin general's heart tightened suddenly, as if his chest had been ruthlessly torn apart by the ferocious hands of a demon, and his beating heart was grabbed.

The overwhelming killing intent surged, covering and filling the entire school grounds,

Great destruction, great destruction, great collapse, great decline, great massacre... At the moment Thunder Spear appeared, the terrifying artistic conception like the end of countless epochs permeated the entire world.

The fine steel began to decay, becoming as fragile as paper, and the sea of ​​fire suddenly weakened, and even the ubiquitous Yuan Qi in the world became dim and gloomy.

All kinds of horrible scenes are engraved on the illusory Thunder Spear, decapitated celestial beings, burned palaces, dim sun and moon, and the dragon king cut in half...

In the middle of Stormpike, there are several dull ancient characters.

"The spear of Roka..."

The black and thin general read out the ancient characters softly. Inexplicably, he had never understood such characters or symbols, but the things they symbolized were clearly and firmly imprinted in his mind at this moment.

Just thinking about it, the surprise in Hei Shou's general officer's heart has not yet disappeared.

The thunder spear and the torch dragon in the sky collided brazenly!

There was no flame, no bang, and all movements were suppressed.

The moment the thunder spear flew out of Bai Shu's left pupil, it quickly dissipated, and when it finally touched the torch dragon, it was only insignificant, leaving only the tip of the spear the length of a little finger.

That is also the only one, the shape of the entity is revealed on the spear.

In Bai Shu's gaze, wherever the spear tip passed, whether it was a sea of ​​flames or a sky full of flames, they all disappeared suddenly.

Above the sky, the huge body of the torch dragon suddenly disintegrated, and the killing array was violently broken, revealing a group of terrified torch dragon guards.

Their leader, Lord Sifu, stared with an expression of disbelief.

There was no sound of collision, and the killing formation manifested by their joint efforts seemed to be wiped out of the world with absolute orders by the tip of the spear.

That is an absolute and irresistible majesty, it is the thunder light thrown towards the Heavenly Palace by the hell demon in the abyss of fire.

The Lord of Sifu Fu stretched out his hand unconsciously, and he stroked the center of his eyebrows, where the murderous intent seemed to remain.

It was only a little bit close, and it could touch the center of my brow...

While the princes of the Sifu were panicked and confused, Bai Shu, whose left pupil was bleeding profusely, had already walked outside the school grounds, and several soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed over, offering handkerchiefs and silver basins, etc., to wipe him Bleeding left pupil.

"It's still too weak. The state of wet life is perfect, and it can't manifest the shape of the spear of Luojia at all."

Bai Shu thought to himself, he nodded lightly, took the handkerchief himself, and pressed it on his left pupil.

In the curling white mist, his expression was a little cloudy and uncertain.

It has been two months since I came to the border. The snowy winter in the northern country, the most miserable season of the year, has finally passed.

After Guangyin and Day were beheaded, Zhugui and Ozhang were suppressed by the Zhengyimai and Dadu Duranxu respectively.

In desperation, the soldiers of the Northern Guards retreated to Xuping Pass, using this world-famous fortified city as a backing screen, on the one hand resisting Da Zheng's counterattack, and on the other hand waiting for reinforcements from the capital of the Northern Guards.

In the past two months, in dozens of battles, big and small, Bai Shu also led the Torch Dragon Guards from the three prefectures to fight in person, putting on a strong and sharp head.

Two months, not only the soaring attribute value.

Finally, Pozhi's Sutra of Meditation has gained unprecedented access to this treasured land about killing.

Asura born from wetness, consummation!

Only one step away, he can enter a brand new world and visualize the divine will of Asura born from an egg.

Even in the world of Asura, asuras born from eggs are not cattails that can be trampled to death and lightly trampled on.

Although he is the same as the wet-born Asura, he is also despised by the superiors as an inferior Asura, but at any rate, in the battle with the gods, the egg-born Asura has the qualifications to become a pawn.

After reaching the consummation of Shisheng Asura, the three pupil techniques recorded in the Sutra of Visualization finally appeared.

Thunder and lightning, poisonous mist, Zhou Guang...

In the Sutra of Visualization, these three pupil skills are the innate supernatural powers of Pozhi Asura King.

Thunder and lightning can shatter the innocent body of heaven and man, poisonous mist can erode the central axis of the world, and Zhou Guang has infinite uses.

After Shisheng Asura consummated, he obtained the pupil art about thunder and lightning from his left pupil.

It's called the Spear of Naroka!

Slightly evil in body actions, slightly evil in speech actions, slightly evil in mind actions, arrogance, self-arrogance, increasing arrogance, great arrogance, evil arrogance, slowness, and return to all good roots.

Having the ten great karmic causes of Asura is a great calamity and great loss!

Driven by Bai Shu with all his strength, the existence of the Luojia Spear can even make the Lord of the Fourth House of Julongwei, who has just become a seventh-rank King Kong, terrified for a while.

It's just that in the end, the strength is not sustainable, whether it is the Asura realm of dampness, or the cultivation base of the Yangfu realm, it is difficult to truly manifest the complete Naluojia spear.

Even though the pupil technique just now was the result of putting all his efforts, Bai Shu is now weak and weak, and his legs are weak for a while.

But that thunder spear, only the tip of the spear is solid.

The rest are just illusory forms, difficult to fully manifest.

However, without using the attribute value, with the help of karma, the visualization can be raised to such a state.

After all, it made Bai Shu feel a little bit more happy.

But unexpectedly, Bai Shu didn't expect anything to happen in two months.

After the woman broke into Bai Shu's military tent, after some conversation, both of them understood each other's meaning.

One doesn't want to marry, the other doesn't want to marry, it just so happens that they hit it off.

As the first governor to reveal his intention, Ranxu didn't say anything about this matter, and he didn't ask Bai Shu to say anything.

The days passed like this day by day, in the two-month stalemate between Beiwei and Dazheng.

In the wind of the Snow Country, there was a faint, gentle aura finally appeared...

Unknowingly, when Bai Shu's mind was full of thoughts, the soreness and tingling pain in his left pupil had gradually dissipated.

He loosened the handkerchief, blood no longer flowed from his left pupil, the world in front of him flickered slightly, and then changed from hazy to clear again.

"Let's go away."

He suddenly turned around and spoke to the guards beside him.

"promise!"

A group of personal soldiers understood instantly, each bowed and retreated, and walked towards the many Torch Dragon Guards in the school grounds, one by one spirit pills were thrown out of the sumeru bags by them, and laughter shook the sky in an instant on the school grounds.

Bai Shu took the soup bowl from the soldiers, sat on the ground casually, took a sip without taking a sip, and drank slowly.

"My lord, will the practice continue in the future?"

Suddenly, when Bai Shu was in a daze, a man with high cheekbones and a ferocious face laughed and stepped forward, followed by a group of Torch Dragon Guards from the Four Houses.

This ugly man is obviously the ruler of Julongwei Fourth Mansion.

"Eight Trigrams and Dao Diagram, Nine Palaces Formation, Birth and Death of the Little Tribulation Dragon, Falling Soul Formation, Swinging Soul Formation, Golden Light Formation, Great Red Gang Yuan Formation..."

After Bai Shu drank the last sip of the soup, countless heat surged in his muscles and bones, tempering his bones and blood. He handed the soup bowl to the guard beside him, and said with a smile:

"I've seen most of the formations you know. If nothing else, at least I have some confidence in my heart when facing the enemy. Let's stop here."

"Aren't you coming?" The man with a ferocious face was a little disappointed.

"Fight every day, fight every day, even if I have tens of thousands of wealth, I will be squandered sooner or later." Bai Shu shook his head: "Let's stop here."

In the past two months, when he was free, he would spend his avatars hunting the wandering black demons.

He just stayed in the army and was familiar with the formation.

The lord of the Sifu in front of him has come here specially to be a living target because of what he likes.

"Actually..." Hearing Bai Shu's words, the Lord of Sifu's expression was a little embarrassed:

"It's the honor of the last general to be able to serve your lord. Things like pills can be avoided."

I thought it was just a living target to let the young adult in front of me relieve his anger, but who would have thought that he would be able to get money.

After a few days, all the Ju Longwei in the four prefectures fell in love with this job.

"You are from the Four Houses, not the Three Houses."

Bai Shu said lightly: "If you don't give me some reward, a certain family really has a bad conscience."

After finishing speaking, he gave a slight nod to the Lord of the Fourth Mansion, and left the school grounds, followed by all his personal guards.

All kinds of killing formations are already familiar, and there is no need to stay in the boundary of the school field.

"After Zhou Yi's death, the first battalion of Lieutenant Zhaoxin was missing?"

After walking several tens of zhang away, when the school field was out of sight, Bai Shu casually asked.

Julongwei's three prefectures ruled two battalions. Zhou Yi, who was in charge of a battalion of soldiers, was shot and killed by Beiwei's sharpshooter in a field battle, and Bai Shu couldn't even save him in time.

Therefore, there are still quite a few vacancies in the Three Houses.

"Exactly." Seeing Bai Shu's opening, the guards around him hurriedly responded:

"After Zhou Yi's death, no one has filled the vacancy of Lieutenant Zhao Xin."

"That dark and thin-faced person who knows thunder." Bai Shu pondered, "Which prefecture is he from?"

"Are you asking about Tai Shizan? He is from Yifu."

"Go and ask, if that person is interested." Bai Shu said lightly: "I will allow him to be a deputy lieutenant of Zhaoxin!"

All the guards looked at each other with envy in each other's eyes. Soon, one of them bowed to leave and galloped towards the school field.

"grown ups."

Among the guards, there was a more mature one who said with a smile:

"The battle has finally slowed down a little bit. Now that my lord is familiar with the formation, I don't know what's the plan for the next half day?"

"What are your plans?" Bai Shu asked with a smile.

"We are fortunate to be sent by the governor to serve your lord."

That person knelt down first, and all the guards followed suit.

"My lord has worked really hard these days." He raised his head and said honestly:

"Why don't General Rong wait to prepare a table of thin banquets, so that we can show our respect and love for you!"

"I appreciate your kindness, but I'm afraid I won't be free today."

Bai Shu sized him up a few times, helped him up with his own hands, and said with a smile:

"Next, I will lead the army to visit Fenghuiqiu."

"Feng Huiqiu?"

"I have a few incarnations of hunting black demons, all of them were folded in Fenghui Hill the day before yesterday."

Bai Shu narrowed his eyes slightly:

"I'm going to find out who the black devil is."

　Two in one

　　

　

(End of this chapter)