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Chapter 2168 Lu Ziqing Plays Tricks on the Sixth Patriarch

The strong vitality made Erbai Suha's skin heal quickly, but the severe pain caused by the burns all over his body made Erbai Suha unable to think. He could only hide behind the meat shield and look back at the Sixth Ancestor of the Witch God standing on the top of the city wall.

The Sixth Patriarch was also stunned by this formation that was completely beyond his imagination. This, this, was definitely a trap, right? The blood of the Quanrong could cause frenzy, but facing the crazy firepower in front of him, no matter how frenzied it was, it was useless!
The Sixth Patriarch made a prompt decision and decided that retreat was the best strategy!

Liu Zu immediately placed the totem he was carrying on the top of the city wall and used his ultimate move, otherwise the entire Quanrong tribe would be buried here! He had to quickly build a violent barrier to prevent those sorghum spirits from getting close! At the same time, Liu Zu roared, and countless hairs flew out of his body, turning into a giant ape and rushing forward to give Erbai Suha a chance to escape. However, in the face of a dense rain of bullets, those monkey hair clones were shot dead before they could rush over.

Erbai Suha saw that Liu Zu couldn't save him, so he could only try his best to spit out a shock wave at the rain of bullets in front of him. This was almost all his strength. As a result, the shield wall of Qingyang Army suddenly appeared, and Erbai Suha's eyes blurred. What were these things that rolled out like balls to block the shock wave? Erbai Suha saw that his shock wave was blocked. This was an attack that he had spit out with all his strength!
Erbai Suha turned around and ran away, unable to fight. He knew that the Sixth Patriarch needed time to cast a spell, but he really couldn't hold on. Now all the barbarians around him fell down, no matter what tribe they were from, they were all dead. The military supervisor of the Shura tribe wanted to cast a spell to protect himself, but he saw the barrier he released, and it was shot and exploded before he could even blink.

Erbai Suha was gasping for breath, his body constantly hit by dense rain of bullets. Even with his iron head and bones he could not bear it, and with a wail he fell under the fierce flames.

The Sixth Patriarch watched as Erbai Suha was completely enveloped by the rain of bullets, and he let out an earth-shattering roar. His barrier had not yet been completed, and Erbai Suha could not hold on. The Quanrong tribe had lost its king. If he could not complete the barrier, all the elite Quanrong soldiers who had just attacked would die.

Suddenly, countless missiles fell from the sky, and there were no telling how many hundreds of them there were. There were also long-range attackers mixed in with the sorghum, blasting huge corn cobs over. The Sixth Patriarch raised his head and let out a scream that his descendants had never heard before, as sharp as a female monkey. Then the Sixth Patriarch's figure, along with the city wall, turned into flying fragments.

The Sixth Patriarch died.

But this was not the worst for the Sixth Patriarch. A sword light with a blazing flame came down from the clouds and chopped down his soul that had just left his body to the ground.

The Sixth Patriarch relied on his own cultivation to withstand the sword. As a witch god, his soul was just that strong! But before he could see who his opponent was, he saw the entire city and the clouds in the sky rolling up, taking his soul in.

"Piaomiao Scroll!" Liu Zu knew that he had been completely ambushed. The Great Wall of Xuancheng had already set up a trap, and the entire space was covered by the Piaomiao Scroll. Chains appeared out of thin air, locking his soul. A face that covered the sky appeared outside the picture, like a giant looking into the scroll. Unsurprisingly, it was the famous general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, General Lu Ziqing of the Thorn Branch! This chief coach of the Qingyang Army was later known to the Northern Barbarians as a powerful man who was seriously underestimated in the Qingyang Army - the swordsman who single-handedly destroyed the Piaomiao Palace!

Even so, the soul of the Sixth Patriarch was not panicked. "Do you think you can imprison a witch god? I'm leaving!" The Sixth Patriarch laughed grimly. He also practiced a life-saving skill, the Golden Cicada Escape! The soul only protected the three souls and abandoned the seven spirits. The seven spirits turned into empty shells to protect the soul from escaping from the Misty Scroll.

Lu Ziqing was speechless. Don't you think of me as a human being? Can you just fly away from the space of my Misty Scroll? Lu Ziqing's palm lit up with the Qi character seal, easily blocking the Sixth Ancestor's Yuanshen. The entire space was covered by his domain, and no matter what kind of magical power, there was no way to escape.

The Sixth Patriarch flew all the way, and felt that he had escaped at least thousands of miles. He traveled through space in a panic, and his purpose was naturally to return to the altar and be reborn. I'm sorry, children, the Sixth Patriarch can't save you! But as long as I am reborn, I can save the future of the entire Quanrong tribe and prevent the Quanrong from being extinct.

Then the Sixth Patriarch saw a pillar in the sky blocking his way. In front of the Tianzhu Mountain there was a huge golden word "Qi", which seemed to have infinite power.

The Sixth Patriarch was overjoyed. I had accidentally come to the Heavenly Pillar in the Three Realms and had a glimpse of such a mystery! Let me study it carefully...

Suddenly, the sky turned upside down, and the earth spun. The Sixth Patriarch was thrown back into the Misty Scroll, and was once again bound by the soul light chains. He looked at Lu Ziqing's palm and fell silent.

In particular, a giant ape that looked very similar to it appeared in the Misty Scroll, wearing a majestic armor and holding a golden iron rod, knocking it over with one stick. I was just imagining that this might be my half-brother who came to save my Sixth Ancestor, but this time I was completely disillusioned and fell into complete despair. We look so similar, and you actually hit me?

"That's too much!" Sun Wukong protested to Lu Ziqing. It was a bit hurtful to him to play such a joke in front of him!
"Okay." Lu Ziqing also felt that he was a bit too much, but when he saw the Sixth Patriarch, he would immediately think of the Sixth Patriarch. Moreover, the Sixth Patriarch could also clone himself and escape from the shell, so how could he not want to play with him?
Lu Ziqing turned his head to look at the field. Erbai Suha had been shot to death with a look of despair on his face. None of the barbarians who attacked the Great Wall could survive, and the barbarians outside the Great Wall were still rushing in foolishly. There was no way, and the order was to attack with all their strength a quarter of an hour ago. The Quanrong barbarians all climbed over the wall, and could not see what happened behind the Great Wall from outside. At most, they saw the Sixth Patriarch standing on the top of the city and using a big move, and then the artillery shells of the Great Zhou hit the city wall.

The barbarians were all in a hurry to rush over the Great Wall for reinforcements. When they bravely rushed over and found something was wrong, there was no way out for them. Corn rockets were raining down on their heads, directly washing the ground with artillery fire. The mountaintops were full of dense Qingyang troops, who blocked the mountain road with the plant army. The Tiger Wing Rangers were looking for fish that had escaped the net in the air and shot them with military crossbows. The few crossbows in the Great Zhou were actually reserved for the Tiger Wing Rangers to pick up heads. Each person had only thirty crossbows, which could not be used up.

More than 100,000 barbarian soldiers disappeared within the Great Wall, and the whole process took no more than an hour.

(End of this chapter)