The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 204, all kinds of weapons

When he saw the giant snake covering the sky, all he saw was shock.

Good guy, I can only call him good guy.

The ancient mythical beast transformed into a heaven and earth, which was as big as a mountain range.

A monster as big as modern times has only seen Qing Zu.

"Thunderbolt from the sky, thunderbolts shook the sky. Leading 30 soldiers, the smoke dispersed in the purple cave. If anyone disobeyed, strict orders would not be tolerated. Go up and down, and turn into a clean wind."

Daoist Longhu spat blood into the palm of his hand, and tapped the curse on it.

Go down to the altar, transport peach charms, use wooden swords, and control thunder spells.

Longhushan is the pioneer of this way, and its power is greater than that used by Ling Xuzi and others, and it is fast and blessed by the altar.

With a bang, a thunderbolt as thick as a man's body was summoned and smashed on Fei Yi's body.

Fat Yi instinctively tapped the ground with his tail, forcing the lightning that had been introduced into his body to the ground.

His skin seemed special.

"Insulation?" Taoist Longhu's eyes changed wildly.

The method of thunder curse mainly relies on thunder and the power of exorcism. The power of exorcism has a special effect on evil spirits, but this fat is not an evil spirit, and the power of exorcism is very little, so the damage can only be caused by lightning.

Now his flesh is protected by scales.

The Thunder Curse is useless to him, but Fei Yi is able to wave his body with the power of withering flames to descend into the world, just like a scene of doomsday.

Every move, every word and deed is full of the power of mantra.

In the end, Taoist Dragon and Tiger could only release the bottom of the press box.

"God general, come quickly!"

The Liuding Liujia God General refined with the remnants of the heroic soul combined with the essence of blessing.

Qiu Nanhe took out a gourd, scattered beans into soldiers, and turned into a yellow scarf warrior, wearing golden armor and holding a sword.

"Yellow Scarf Warrior?" Daoist Longhu was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the Daoist of the Quanzhen lineage would use the refined Taoist soldiers.

Although yellow turban wrestlers were bad street goods in the past, not many people can make yellow turban wrestlers in modern times.

After all, Taiping Dao has been destroyed for so long.
"I like to study some history, and I happened to restore this yellow scarf warrior."

The yellow scarf warriors originated from the Tao of Taiping. Later, these warriors died and went to the heavenly court, and became the heavenly soldiers and generals of the heavenly court.

Liu Ding Liujia God General and Yellow Turban Warriors both showed their supernatural power.

And Baiyun audience Taoists, also controlled them to use strange skills, and one after another spells sprang up from the ground.

This is Baiyun Temple, the home of Kazumako.

"Thank you fellow daoists for helping me delay the time."

"The sky and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law"

Yizhenzi, Lingkongzi, Baiyun audience Taoist jointly cast a spell, and the mountain on the side unexpectedly rose from the ground.

This mountain rises from the ground.

Turned into a mountain rock to press the top.

At the same time, a bronze tripod was placed on it.

Not just a mountain.

The tripod is a device of luck.

This is a cast tripod left by the emperor of a certain dynasty.

Carrying the weight of luck and the mountain, he smashed it down heavily. Even if it is fat, it will not die or peel off.

The mountain fell down, and the withered spirit that burned the sky also stagnated a little.

Taoist Longhu looked at the mountain and the weight of luck, his pupils constricted, and he was a little shocked.

This White Cloud View is not in vain.

"Why did Fei Yi get out of trouble, you guys will investigate later, really, the monsters that Pindao encountered are not that powerful." Taoist Longhu looked at Kazumako, and his tone was a little more respectful.

However, at this moment, Yizheng and the Taoists had no time to take care of it, they just looked at the pressing mountain seriously.

"It's not over yet."

"It's not over?"

"This tripod is the tripod of the Han Dynasty, and it is the king's heavy weapon." Ichimako shook his head and said: "However, how can a tripod of a dynasty whose luck has been cut off be crushed to death?"

Sure enough, red light burst out from the mountain, the rocks shattered in response, and a giant snake with two bodies and one head came out.

Burning blazingly, everywhere it goes is withered.

"A ridiculous and humble luck, also trying to subdue me?"

This pressure on the top of Mount Tai caught Fei Yi a little off guard, but the tripod of the Shu Han made Fei Yi feel insulted.

Can this also be called the tripod of the king?
Do you want to convince yourself?
If it were the tripod of Yao and Shun, perhaps he would still be afraid of three points.

Fat Yi said grimly.

"Little mortals,"

Even Taoist Dragon and Tiger and Qiu Nanhe can feel the small dynasty's fortune visible to the naked eye.

Really, it's really too weak.

Ding's luck will not become weaker due to the change of time, what is the luck at that time, and the remaining luck will be the same.

This is also the reason why many practice sects can avoid the cheating dynasty.

You can know a thing or two about the destiny of the dynasty by watching the tripod.

Although this is not absolute, after all, there are still so many practitioners who cling to the dragon's veins and are finally submerged in the long river of history.

"Destiny? That's right. The dragon veins of the Han Dynasty were cut off by Zhang Jiao. It's the end of the battle. Who knows why so many people in the Shu Han still follow King Zhao?"

"But the cauldron was not intended to crush you to death, but to divert your attention. From the current point of view, the purpose has been achieved."

Kazuko cross-legged to adjust breath.

Fei Yi suddenly felt something in his heart, looking at the things down the mountain.

A row of black firearms, and a man in military uniform.

The man looked very small.

His name is Bai He.

He is not a practitioner.

Although he has undergone a certain degree of exercise, he is still an ant to Feiyi.

However, when the man reached out to order.

The firearms arranged in the dark at the foot of the mountain shot out tongues of flame in an instant.

Rows of ammunition were poured on Fei Yi's body as if they didn't want money.

Let this ancient behemoth suffer extremely.

At the foot of the mountain, there are soldiers in ambush.

Modern firearms unleash bullets with incredible penetrating power.

The power of the firearm suddenly appeared at this moment.

A single penetrating bullet can do more damage to Fei Yi than Mount Taishan.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

All the gunfire arranged poured on him.

However, when he saw the east wind blowing from afar, he was unexpectedly ecstatic.

"Humanity's heavy firearm... can't kill me! The fire will become my nourishment."

Instead of evading, He went up against the east wind.

Gunpowder, burning in the soul, leaves a wound, and burning in him restores his wounds.

When the wounds healed, when the weapons of these mortals were exhausted, it was time for him to fight back and kill.

"You know heavy firearms, it seems that you also have an understanding of modern humans." Bai He said blankly: "Could it be that you think we are so stupid that we can use 'flaming' missiles to deal with an ancient god of fire? ."

"You may not be stupid, but you are really arrogant."

These few Dongfeng bombs hit Fei Yi's body abruptly, but the overwhelming explosion did not hit.

Instead, it's a bone-chilling chill
Wait a minute. Why. So cold.
It's not that the firearms that humans use today...
"what is this."

At this time, Bai He just said lightly.

"All kinds of weapons, this is liquid nitrogen."

(End of this chapter)