The concubine Jiaojiao has high means, but the sick prince does not flirt

Chapter 286 Joint approach
Bai Zhi didn't know if the ten-thousand-year-old fish monster she killed in her previous life was the one Grandpa Bai said. She nodded and said, "Yes, if I get rid of a fish monster, there should be more than one ten-thousand-year fish monster, right?"

Grandpa Bai said nothing more, but looked at the bottom of the lake and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he turned his head, looked at Bai Zhi and said again: "I will use magic to open the exit of the underground palace and release those magic soldiers. You must help me use magic to eliminate them one by one. Destroy the magic soldiers The only way is to release them, let them be activated by yang energy, and then use spells to get rid of them. Otherwise, the soul is dormant in the sealed state, and no matter what method is used, it cannot be scattered, even if it is burned to ashes, once When it encounters Yang Qi, it will immediately take shape and be revived."

After Bai Zhi heard this, Ren Shi, who was well-informed, was also stunned.

She had never heard of such high-energy things as magic soldiers being burned to ashes, as long as the souls attached to them were not destroyed, they could be revived and formed when encountering yang energy. Those unheard of spells, otherwise they wouldn't have become ignorant today. If it weren't for Grandpa Bai, the entire capital would be doomed today.

"Grandpa Bai, tell me what you want me to do." Bai Zhi asked urgently and sincerely.

At this time, she only had one idea, as long as she could destroy those magic soldiers, she could do anything.

Grandpa Bai took out a mahogany sword from his pocket, handed it to her, and solemnly said: "In a while, I will open the gate of the underground palace, release those magic soldiers, and use this method to destroy the souls attached to them one by one. Great primordial spirit and inner strength, you help me to restrain the mahogany sword, don't let those magic soldiers suck away the Yin Qi, otherwise not only will we all finish playing, but also the magic soldiers will become a raging scene in the capital without anything to suppress Once it attacks people, it will form more magic soldiers."

Bai Zhi took the peach wood sword and felt it weighed a thousand catties. She nodded solemnly, cleared her throat, and held it tightly with both hands as if living and dying with the peach wood sword.

Seeing this, Shen Changyan asked aloud, "What can I help with?"

But Grandpa Bai shook his head and replied: "You can't do anything. Going to the emperor's side and staying quietly is the greatest help."

Hearing this, Shen Changyan only felt it was a kind of humiliation, he couldn't help, even if he wanted to protect Bai Zhi.

Subconsciously, he asked aloud: "Grandpa Bai, after this matter is over, can I learn spells from you?"

Grandpa Bai shook his head, sighed softly, "Then let's wait until it's over."

Although Shen Changyan knew that Grandpa Bai's words were not evasions, but that he didn't want to make a promise in advance. After all, dealing with magic soldiers was extremely dangerous, and there might be some variables, but he still felt awkward, so he could only nod his head, and quietly retreated to the emperor's side.

Meanwhile, Grandpa Bai and Bai Zhi stood at the viewing tower facing the bottom of the lake, and both of them put on a posture.

"Girl, are you ready? If you feel bad, tell me quickly, don't hold on."

Grandpa Bai turned his head to look at Bai Zhi, and asked aloud.

Bai Zhi nodded seriously, and replied: "Okay, I will."

"You need to protect the mahogany sword with the magic of catching monsters. As long as the gate of the underground palace is opened, those magic soldiers will swarm out, instantly activated by the yang energy outside, and will form a huge pulling force of yin energy, pulling the mahogany sword in your hand. My method, as long as With the mahogany sword, we are safe, and we can eliminate those magic soldiers." Grandpa Bai took the trouble to reiterate the role of the mahogany sword, which is the magic weapon for his method.

Bai Zhi knew in her heart that she was protecting Grandpa Bai's dharma. If she couldn't protect the mahogany sword and those magic soldiers rushed out of the underground palace, even the third prince's mansion, it would be a catastrophe for the entire world.

She nodded vigorously and replied solemnly: "Life depends on the sword, and the sword of death must be guarded."

Grandpa Bai finally smiled at her to show encouragement and appreciation.

Then he started to do it, raised two fingers of his right hand, made gestures in the air, and muttered something in his mouth.

"Hey, Master Zhang helped me to destroy the demon soldiers..."

Grandpa Bai pointed his finger in the direction of the underground palace at the bottom of the lake, and the entrance of the underground palace opened automatically.

First, there was a burst of white smoke, and then black smoke. The black smoke became thicker and faster, as if surging out.

And Bai Zhi clearly felt that the peach wood sword in her hand began to shake, and it became more and more violent, as if there was an invisible big hand grabbing the peach wood sword and pulling it out. She grabbed the peach wood sword tightly with both hands, in order to protect it, and My body couldn't help but tremble violently, pulling...

While casting spells, Grandpa Bai paid attention to her condition, and commanded in a deep voice: "Stay still, don't panic! Forget about your mortal body, use the highest witch-hunting technique you have learned to fight against the peach wood sword being pulled, and use the divine Concentrate on confrontation, don't pay attention to the situation of those magic soldiers, your only task is to protect the mahogany sword, don't think about anything else, just concentrate on doing this one thing."

Bai Zhi agreed, then adjusted her condition, closed her eyes, and used the highest evil-catching technique given to her by her master in her previous life. She held the peach wood sword tightly in both hands and guarded it with her spiritual consciousness.

Grandpa Bai concentrated on casting spells. After the black smoke, groups of magic soldiers poured out from the underground palace. While being activated by the yang energy outside, they were instantly burned by Grandpa Bai's spells, and the souls attached to them were also annihilated. .

There are more and more magic soldiers, and Grandpa Bai's magic skills alone can't stand it anymore.

His body shook violently, and blood oozed from his lips.

Grandpa Bai was affected, and Bai Zhi was also implicated. His body was also pulled around by the invisible Yin Qi, and bright red blood also flowed from the corners of his lips.

Seeing this, Shen Changyan stomped his feet anxiously.

The emperor was also very worried, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that we can't help at all?"

Shen Changyan sighed heavily, nodded, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I believe that Grandpa Bai will destroy those magic soldiers. We don't have magic skills, and we can't resist those Yin Qi spells. We can only wait, otherwise we will cause them more trouble. Now They must not be distracted because of us and fall short of success."

When the emperor heard this, he sighed helplessly: "I never thought that I would be so helpless. I am not worthy of being the emperor!"

Shen Changyan shook his head with a wry smile, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, it is understandable to be temporarily powerless in the face of crooked ways, but I believe in one sentence, the evil will not overpower the righteous, and the bright world will eventually belong to us."

The emperor nodded in praise and said, "I believe it too."

Although Shen Changyan comforted the emperor, his heart was still burning with anxiety.

After thinking about it again and again, Shen Changyan walked up to Grandpa Bai, and tentatively said, "Grandpa Bai, can you teach me spells urgently, so that I can help you?"

"What are you causing trouble? Come aside and stay aside." Grandpa Bai was already exhausted at this time. On the verge of exhaustion, he scolded feebly.

(End of this chapter)