Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 394 Goodbye Tongtian
In the Xiaolongji Mountains, under the scorching sun in the sky, as time went by, the defending undead gradually fell into a disadvantage.

By evening, the Undead defending on the mountain were already defeated and eventually perished.

On the top of the Little Dragon Ridge, after a fierce battle, the Crystal Skull Babu who was commanding this blocking attack looked coldly at the three equally wounded Mahayana pig monsters on the opposite side and sneered: "We did not fail!"

After saying that, Babu raised his only remaining bony hand and inserted it into his own skull.

"Boom~"

Accompanied by loud rumbling noises, the entire Xiaolongji Mountain Range continued to tremble and began to collapse inward, revealing a dark sphere inside the mountain.

The sphere emanated a terrifying suction force, which caused the mountains to collapse and the remaining undead and wild boar monsters were all pulled toward the black ball.

"Damn it! Run away!~"

Seeing this, the three Mahayana pig demons set up their escape lights and tried to escape, but it was of no use. They were still being pulled towards the black ball by the suction force.

A few minutes later, the black ball disappeared, along with the shattered Xiaolongji Mountains, leaving behind only a radiation crater 10,000 meters deep and over 100,000 meters in diameter.
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On the wall of Yinzhou City, Jiang Ziya, who had once again sought help from his senior brothers but to no avail, looked at the undead army that was still bombarding outside the city with a sad face.

Although the undead withdrew five million troops, it only allowed the formation shield of Yinzhou City to hold out for three more hours. The destruction of Yinzhou City could not be changed.

Just when Jiang Ziya felt that it was hopeless to defend the city of Yinzhou, the ground suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the tremor became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, the undead army outside the city moved, and the undead on the north wing quickly began to adjust their formation and face north.

Jiang Ziya also quickly looked to the north.

"Kakaka~"

Half a minute later, a series of crackling sounds suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

The next second, two kilometers north of the city of Yinzhou, right at the edge of the undead northern wing formation, hundreds of giant sand centipedes with totems engraved on their shells suddenly broke out of the ground, held up shields, and rushed towards the undead in the northern wing formation.

"Fire!"

Seeing this, the undead general commanding the north wing gave an order, and in an instant dense beams of light bombs poured down like a rainstorm on the hundreds of sand centipedes that rushed out.

In the sky, the Undead space battleship that was originally bombarding the city's shield quickly adjusted its gun muzzle and fired at the Sand Centipede.

Unfortunately, these sand centipedes were huge, with a body width of over 100 meters and a length of over 3,000 meters. They had thick shells and shields, so the dense light bullets of the undead bombarded them and could not kill them for a while. They could only watch as hundreds of sand centipedes violently rushed into the army.

In an instant, a large number of undead, chariots, and mechas were knocked away and crushed by these huge sand centipedes. Some sand centipedes even flew directly towards the warships in the sky, trying to destroy them.

"roar~"

After the sand centipede came out, roars continued to be heard from the hole it left behind.

Immediately afterwards, dense swarms of demons and monsters of various kinds rushed out from underground and attacked the undead army that had been disrupted by sandworms.

Moreover, a large number of locusts as big as cows flew out and flew towards the undead warships and fighter planes in the sky.

"Black Bear Mountain, Bull Demon Swamp, Yellow Master Ridge, Iron Horse Plain, Locust Forest~ There is salvation! Yinzhou City is saved!"

Looking at the various monsters and demons rushing out from the ground, the already desperate Jiang Ziya suddenly came to the city wall with joy, muttering to himself, and reported the origins of those monsters and demons.

The reinforcements came from the nine demon forces closest to the north of Xiqi.
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"It is said that when Wen Zhong arrived at Juelong Ridge, he saw that the mountains on both sides were like a dragon with its head cut off. He immediately looked desperate. To know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter. Dear listeners, please come early tomorrow~~~"

In Sishui Pass, in a teahouse, the blind storyteller suddenly stopped talking when he reached the key point and bowed to those around him.

"Tell me more~!"

Seeing this, the guests in the teahouse tried to persuade him to stay. Hearing everyone's pleas, the blind storyteller bowed to the people around him again and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. Storytellers have their own rules. Today is the end. Please come back early tomorrow. I will let you know what will happen next."

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter of the teahouse ran over and helped the blind storyteller to the backyard of the teahouse.

After watching the storyteller leave, Fusu closed his eyes and began to think, tapping the table rhythmically with his fingers.

"Fellow Daoist Lich King, it seems that this blind storyteller is not ordinary! If I hadn't come here specifically to look for you, I would have hardly discovered that there is such a strange person in Sishui Pass!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Fusu.

Immediately afterwards, a young Taoist in a black robe sat down next to Fusu.

"Of course he is extraordinary." Fusu looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu who was sitting next to him and said with a smile: "If he is left alone, he will definitely be a great man in the prehistoric world in the future. He will most likely become a saint. He can even compete with the Heavenly Dao, and it is not impossible for him to surpass the Heavenly Dao!"

Hearing this, Tongtian was immediately surprised: "Why do you think so?"

"When I was in Zixiao Palace, Master Hongjun once said that the number of heavenly ways is nine. There should be nine saints in the world. However, heaven has the virtue of loving life and has left a glimmer of hope for the world, so the number of saints can only be eight. If a ninth saint appears, the glimmer of hope for all things in the world will be cut off, and the world will come to an end.

And now there are seven saints in the prehistoric times.

Could he be the eighth saint? Or the ninth?"

Fusu shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I don't know who the eighth or ninth saint will be, but it is definitely not him. He has another opportunity."

"There is another opportunity, that's it!"

Now Tongtian understood that this blind storyteller, like the Lich King, was not a primitive creature.

Fusu looked at Tongtian who understood, and asked with a smile: "Just now you said you came to ask, what is your matter?"

Hearing this, Tongtian's expression became serious. He pointed to the sky and asked, "Can you tell me?"

"Haha..." Seeing this, Fusu laughed and said, "Don't worry, thanks to the storyteller, we can speak freely in this small teahouse, and the heavens will never be able to detect it."

Hearing this, Tongtian's eyes flashed with a trace of horror and then quickly disappeared. He said: "Lich King, the Heavenly Dao wants to suppress all living beings, but the foundation of my Jie Sect is to seize a glimmer of life for all living beings. May I ask what should I do?"

During these days, Tongtian also figured out that the matter of Conferred Gods was not a catastrophe at all, but a conspiracy by the Heaven against all living beings in the prehistoric world.

The Jie Religion was founded on the belief that it was to help sentient beings seize their chances of survival. Now the Heavenly Dao wants to suppress and control sentient beings, cutting off their only chance of survival. This will also cut off the foundation of the Jie Religion. He cannot escape this catastrophe, and neither can the Jie Religion's immortals.

He has already decided to try his best to fight for that glimmer of hope.

But before taking action, he wanted to test Fusu.

“……” Fusu did not answer immediately, but thought silently.

The teachings of Jiejiao represent a way of survival for all living beings.

In other words, the Three Pure Ones, as the differentiation of Pangu's original spirit, were destined to be saints of all living beings rather than saints of heaven since their birth. Unfortunately, their plan went wrong.

Calculating the time, it is almost time for Jiejiao to set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

In the original novel, Tongtian should have realized this, which is why he set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in the end. Even after the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation failed, he still made a desperate attempt to re-refine the earth, water, wind and fire in order to fight for this glimmer of hope.

Seeing Fusu thinking, Tongtian just waited quietly.

Realizing that his foundation would be destroyed, although Tongtian has not yet found a ray of hope for Jiejiao, he also knows that Fusu, the outsider, is the biggest change in the Conferred Gods, and can also be a chance for Jiejiao's survival.

(End of this chapter)