Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 280
"Chen Daoyou, why are you slowing down? In another sixty miles, you will almost reach Feiyan Pass."

In the west-slanting sky, He Yannian came from the front, and vaguely heard the commotion in the carriage, "Fellow Daoist, your car..."

"The wood carving gods are discussing how to rescue Feiyan Pass."

When Chen Yuan said this, it was not easy to make people suspicious, and it made people feel that he was joking. He Yannian was stunned, and then laughed, and walked along the official road with Chen Yuan who got out of the car over there.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have the idea of ​​rescuing Feiyan Pass?"

"It's not really an idea."

Although I don't know how high the high priest of Yuejie is, but there are so many cultivators, it is enough for the opponent to drink a pot, even if he can't beat him, he can always delay it.

Chen Yuan stopped, looked ahead and squinted her eyes, "Senior He, I have an idea, why not drag the high priest of the Yuejie Hu people at Feiyan Pass first, and I will go behind them..."

He raised his hand and made a gesture towards the old man, summed up what all the heroes said in the car, and told He Yannian, who probably understood what Chen Yuan was thinking, and it was true. However, there are soldiers around, but people are restrained. If a group of people go around and go to the rear, let go of their hands and feet and kill them all, making the elders feel worried and the soldiers have no fighting spirit, the high priest will definitely withdraw to help.

"It's a good idea. I'll tell the old turtle right now." He Yannian turned around and was about to cast a spell, and sent a message to the person in front of him. As soon as he raised his sleeve, he was stopped by Chen Yuan. The old man looked back suspiciously: "Fellow Daoist What are you talking about?"

"You and them continue to Feiyan Pass, and I will go around alone."

These words made He Yannian frowned: "Chen Daoyou, can you do it alone?"

"One person is enough, let alone I am not alone."

The moment the voice fell, Chen Yuan flicked her sleeves back, and the two sides of the carriage opened with a clatter, revealing the wooden carvings and puppet figures inside, with scarlet eyes showing a strange expression.

Seeing this scene, He Yannian had nothing to say, and he bowed his hands heavily: "Then I will hold the high priest Na Yuejie and wait for news from Fellow Daoist!"

With his sleeves hanging down, the old man turned around and stepped on the ground, flying forward.

Watching the figure disappear, Chen Yuan didn't intend to stay, and motioned for the fat Taoist to follow, while she untied the old cow's rein and jumped onto its back.

"Master, you also go to Feiyan Pass with Lao Sun."

The crazy old man shook his head: "No."

"With the master over there, the disciples can rest assured. What's more, the master forgot, those priests can blow up balloons."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled the fat Taoist who wanted to speak without saying a word, and ran wildly, rolling up a long cloud of smoke and dust into the air.

Only Sun Zhengde's voice still floated from afar.

"Slow down... old lunatic... I'm going to throw up... ah ah..."

The voice drifted away, and Chen Yuan turned her head to look at the carriage over there, as well as the outstanding woodcarvings above who were grinning, raised their sleeves and arched their hands, and then whispered to the old cow below him: "Turn Cangyu Mountain, directly into the grassland."

Moo!
The old cow was so excited, he didn't need to pull a cart, and he directly carried his master's house in this way, it was so easy, he stepped on his hoof, spun the muddy moment, and went straight to the mountains and forests.

Mana pull.

In the carriage, groups of woodcarvings and puppets flew into the air 'shuashua', and disappeared into the dense forest behind Chen Yuan.

……

Feiyan Pass.

The last afterglow of the setting sun was the residual red that shone on the blood-stained city, and the gray mist curled around the edge of the wall, and the bloody Jin soldiers covered their faces and screamed and fell down.

The shields with talismans stuck on one side and then, in the panic of the soldiers, stepped over the writhing companions on the ground, all of them arrived at the gray fog, and the barbarian soldiers who had become hideous in the fog, pushed them down the city wall.

On the wall section, Xue Ming had already changed a weapon. The head of the knife was covered with a layer of yellow talismans, and there were also talismans drawn with blood on the knife surface. Rising white smoke.

"General, I can't stand it anymore!"

A soldier ran towards this side, Xue Ming pushed him away, and turned to the thirty remaining soldiers around him, "Go to 20 people, the reinforcements below have not replenished the city defense, so don't come back!"

Immediately, he yelled again: "Master Chengyunmen, someone is guarding the left part of the city wall!"

Not far away, three disciples of Chengyun didn't say hello, they directly passed the general who was mobilizing troops, and rushed over there.At this time, on the city wall, Cheng Yun's disciples assigned ten people to draw the golden light charms of controlling demons non-stop, and gave them to the soldiers and generals to resist the gray fog.Another group of disciples assisted the soldiers to set up the magic circle, specially dealing with the barbarian soldiers who became mad.

"Where is Daoist Yunlong?!"

Xue Ming breathed a sigh of relief when a disciple of the Chengyun Sect passed by, and asked the messenger around him, who pointed to the wall section on the far right, "The humble officer saw that the Taoist priest went there, it seems to be like something in the fog. The monsters fight."

"what?!"

Xue Ming dodged the arrows flying up to the top of the city, followed the soldier's fingers with his eyes, his eyes stretched, and the city wall two miles away was the sound of mana explosions one after another.

In the middle of the sky, Yunlong Laodao flew out of the fog, stretched out his hand to grab the bronze epee that also flew upside down, and landed on the city wall with a bang, he flew back and stepped on several shoe prints, and then released his strength .

Looking at the three wolf heads made of mist in the fog, he wiped the blood on his beard, "Are you the barbarian priest who attacked Liu Changgong?"

The wolf head didn't speak, just roared, and bit him, the old man wrote quickly with his toes, pointed to pick it up, and the "rescript" composed of dust rose up, he raised his palm on the imperial letter, and pressed the three wolf heads against it.

"Being a poor old man is easy to bully?! Let you see what it means to be powerful!"

The bronze epee held by Yunlong's other hand spread with a touch of magic light, and suddenly turned into copper coins and jingled on the ground.

"The patriarch borrowed the law, the demon-subduing sword!"

A copper coin from a local hole swished back and flew up, turning into a long sword with a copper talisman in his hand, with a smooth push, the blade of the sword passed through the imperial edict, and immediately became radiant, piercing into the nearest wolf's head with a puff, and it rose with a puff. At the same time as a puff of white smoke rose, Yunlong used his strength to push back and flew backwards a foot, touching the wall behind him, pinching the magic bullet with both hands, and dancing wildly with his sleeves.

"Subduing Demon Divine Light—"

A buzzing sound came from the mist, and the copper talisman sword that was shining with magic light split into pieces in an instant, turning into copper coins and dancing wildly in the mist.

uh wow-

There was a painful moan, and the three wolf heads showed distorted expressions. In the Yuejie camp outside the pass, in a white tent with a god belt, a figure hummed and touched the wolf in front of him. skull.

instantly.

The three wolf heads in front of Feiyan Pass shook violently, their eyes glowed red one by one, they raised their heads and roared towards the sky, the stern wolf howls resounded all over the city, many soldiers dropped their weapons and covered their ears and fell to the ground. on the ground.

Old Daoist Yunlong also felt his blood surge, and the copper coins in the mist instantly lost their mana and jingled and fell. The old Daoist spat out a mouthful of blood, stumbled against the wall behind him, and then quickly went to the acupuncture points on his body.

"Yunlong!"

At this time, a voice came from behind the pass, "We are here to help you!"

That was the voice of the elders of the crane and tortoise. They threw away the group of fellows and rushed over with all their strength. The moment they jumped up the city wall, regardless of who the wolf head of the mist was, they struck with magic weapons one after another.

The two of them have also made great progress now, and the power of the magic weapon has naturally increased, and the gray fog that was already surging for a while was suddenly overflowed by the two rays of magic light that followed.

boom!
Boom boom!
Unexpectedly, for a moment, the three wolf heads seemed to have the illusion of being defeated by the two opponents who suddenly shot, and the fog of the wolf heads became chaotic.

"Old Crane and Old Turtle, stay with the poor!"

Yunlong suppressed the wound, and cast spells with the two of them, and three different magic lights hit the gray fog.

On the distant horizon, the last afterglow is about to end.

Reflecting a piece of crimson mountainside, there were chaotic fights, flickering dharma lights, and yelling words, and then disappeared. A barbarian dressed as a deer-headed priest flew out like a cannonball, and the people who flew out with him , was a figure with a leopard head and ring eyes. The moment it landed, it directly pinched the head of the priest who was about to struggle, and pressed fiercely to the huge rock next to him.

slap!

Bones, hair, red and white things all splashed across the rocks.

The muscular Zhang Fei lowered his snake spear. From the woods behind him, Chen Yuan rode out on a green bull. Without even looking at the dead Priest Yue Jie, he leaped onto the top of the rock on the back of the bull, bearing Looking at the vast grassland in the distance.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth, and wisps of black air floated out, rising above his head and occupying more and more, like black clouds.

From the sleeve, Chen Yuan took out a stick of incense and lit it, then held it up.

"Respect heaven and earth, gods and ghosts from all directions..."

The fragrant smoke broke through the rock and stuck it on it. Suddenly, the wind was strong, and the fine stones and mud were loosened, and they were gradually lifted up, and suddenly there was flying sand and rocks.

"Eat them!" Chen Yuan raised her sleeve and waved lightly.

The black cloud suddenly made a 'buzzing' noise, turned into black insects all over the sky, and flew towards the tribe vaguely seen in the distance.

(End of this chapter)