Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 763 The Soldier Without Fighting

Hei Huo condensed into the appearance of a woman, vaguely resembling An Qingli, but also somewhat resembling Princess Yao.

But no matter what, the majesty of the master of the harem is exactly the same.

Under this majestic aura, Bai Gu was convinced to three points, convinced that the woman who manipulated the black fire was indeed the Queen of Wancheng Kingdom.

But there are still bone generals who are suspicious of An Qingli's intentions.

"Which empress are you and why are you here? Please let me know!" Someone in the bone language asked again with hostility, as if his patience had run out.

An Qingli looked at those furious bones, and said in an unusually calm tone: "You have fulfilled your responsibilities before and after, and you can go back."

The tone was not high, but it spread throughout the dark and narrow corridor.

Have you fulfilled your responsibilities before and after?
I have done my duty!

All the bones present trembled.

The last ray of obsession with bones left in the world dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of bones disappeared in an instant, and even the proud bones turned into smoke and dispersed.

Inside the gloomy tunnel, the white bone array was reduced by half, and it was once again defeated.

"Don't be bewitched! Don't be bewitched!"

Looking at the fewer and fewer companions around him, the bone-boned young general couldn't help shouting in shock.

However, the trend of disintegration has been completed, and there are bones that have turned into smoke and dust while the mind is shaken.

"Array!"

General Bone finally let out a loud voice.

"The Qi family army is in formation!"

There are bones blowing high-pitched horns.

Sure enough, the remaining bones of the dead finally remembered their identities amidst the sound of cheering horns, and obeyed orders to form a large formation again.

The large formation formed by thousands of white bones is still imposing.

It's just that some of them are better, and their minds are no longer so firm.

This queen of unknown generations may have come here to save them and send them to reincarnation.

For tens of thousands of years, trapped in this narrow and long corridor, with broken bones, standing and lying down, lying down and standing, it is also very boring.

They even look forward to a big battle as soon as possible, and die heroically in this tunnel, ending this endless years.

"General, she said that we have fulfilled our responsibilities..." In the bone formation, a bone screamed.

"Shut up!" White Bones reprimanded violently, "That woman doesn't even dare to show her face, I'm afraid it's not an enemy spy who deliberately came to destroy my Qi family's army and my king's tomb!"

An Qingli still spoke calmly in the Jiezi space: "The ups and downs come naturally, you can stand up to anyone, go back."

As soon as the words fell, there were nearly a thousand bones, which dissipated away in relief.

"Demon girl! Don't be tempted, show your face!" A white bone yelled angrily, "Fight this general with real swords and guns, and let the young master die a worthy death, worthy of my king!"

An Qingli said calmly: "Do you really want to die?"

"Think! Why don't you want to!" Bone smiled grimly, "Either kill you, or I will die in battle, otherwise, how can I meet my king under the nine springs!"

"That's good, I will fulfill your desire to fight to the death."

An Qingli frowned, recalled Feng Yin with a thought, and raised her hand the next moment.

A hundred-foot-long golden dragon roared out.

The sound of dragon chant resounded throughout the corridor.

Thousands of white bones trembled again.

You Bone vaguely remembered that this golden dragon was buried with the tomb of the First Emperor, how could it have been in the hands of the witch, and how could it have come back to life!

But this golden dragon didn't live, it was just engraved with a puppet talisman by Shang Shan, and it was temporarily used by An Qingli and also temporarily as a puppet.

Although it is said that the puppet talisman flowed from Daoist Yuan Xi, it cannot stand up to Shangshan's high understanding.

After An Qingli gave several wood-carved puppets to Shangshan to study, the unique skill of engraving runes on wood was imitated by Shangshan, and even surpassed.

The late Mahayana Shenlong was made into a puppet, and its terrifying combat power is of course incalculable, and it is far from comparable to those high-level puppets that An Qingli currently has.

The dragon is roaring.

Under the control of An Qingli's soul, the giant dragon opened its mouth and said angrily: "Is it the masterpiece of the first emperor to trap this seat underground for [-] years?!"

A bone tremblingly replied: "No...not...you also dug it from the graveyard of the previous dynasty, or..."

"What else?!" The golden dragon flicked its tail, and made a deep hole in the long and narrow passage. If you look closely, the paint is still vaguely peeling off.

The bone continued to tremble and said: "It's me and a team of captains who personally took...taken out from the tomb of the former emperor, and repainted the golden paint..."

The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched lightly, and the next moment, the trembling bones also dissipated into smoke and entered reincarnation.

The golden dragon flicked its tail again, making the aggrieved tunnel wider, making it easier to move around later.

The army of bones was worried. Firstly, the black dragons in the late Mahayana period were too strong to be dealt with. Secondly, in their cognition during their lifetime, the dragon was the son of heaven, and killing dragons was like killing the king.

An Qingli saw the hesitation of these bones, and suddenly said again: "If you don't want to kill the king, let's go. If you can stick to it until now, you have both loyalty and righteousness."

Sure enough, as soon as these words fell, half of the bone army dissipated.

"hateful!"

Some bones are already out of anger.

That demon girl, that witch girl, without mobilizing a single soldier, she reduced the hundreds of thousands of Qi family's army to less than three thousand with just one word.

"Which way are you!" Bone roared angrily, "Come out, let me die in peace!"

The little ones hurriedly stopped them: "No Qingli! This is the aggressive method!"

Showing up at this moment is tantamount to seeking death.

Those white bones are too fierce, and they form a formation again. The key is that they are too fast. Even the Shenlong in the late Mahayana period will be difficult to deal with, let alone Qingli alone in their family.

But the shouts soaring to the sky filled the entire tunnel: "Come out! Come out!"

This shout was full of violence and unyielding fighting spirit.

The golden dragon swung its beard and let out a loud roar, momentarily overpowering the opponent's momentum, An Qingli then calmly said: "If I show up, are you willing to admit defeat?"

"As long as you have the courage!" A bone yelled, "But we want to see a living person, so we don't want to look at this nondescript dead thing!"

"...Okay!" An Qingli lowered her eyebrows.

"No, Qingli!" Hugging An Qingli's leg, Xiao Lingxi raised her big round eyes, and stopped anxiously, "They are trying to deceive you on purpose, that's what... what..." Xiao Lingxi thought desperately , finally found the word, "Yes, what kind of soldiers are not tired of deceit!"

An Qingli raised her lips, and raised her hand to touch Xiao Lingxi's head. Of course, she knew that soldiers never tire of deceit.

Moreover, among the three thousand bones in front of him, it is inevitable that some are honest and some are treacherous.

But at the next moment, An Qingli, who was alive, breathing and exhaling, the beauty of An Qingli in the early days of Mahayana, still calmly appeared, sitting on the back of the golden dragon, calm and proud.

　Looking forward to the monthly pass

　　
　
(End of this chapter)