Online Games: The Bone Great Sage

Chapter 554
A large number of Taoist soldiers fought with the Holy See's army, but it was obvious that the Taoist soldiers were at a disadvantage. The Holy See's army and arms cooperated very well, and there were also generals such as cardinals and regiment leaders.

Although Zhang Fan's Taoist soldiers are not weak, it is difficult to deal with them.

"Is this your soldier from the beans? It's not very good." The Pope urged the Holy Grail to encourage the Holy Light to support the three angels: "It's not for being slaughtered."

"I let you kill, and I have tens of millions of bones, so that you can enjoy killing to your heart's content."

Bai Xuan has already discovered something is wrong with Zhang Fan. He has seen Zhang Fan's Taoism is very powerful. Although he still will not be an opponent of the opponent's army, he will definitely not be so weak. The only explanation is that Zhang Fan is very weak at the moment. That is, the collision of the Chaos Clocks was not as easy as it appeared.

"This is the elite army of your Holy See. Even my king's Taoist soldiers can't defeat it quickly. If we encounter my Nilin army, I'm afraid it will be like a chicken and a dog."

Bai Xuan smiled and Bai Zetu rolled up Gonggong's skeleton in front of him, and Zhang Fan put his hand on Gonggong's remains calmly.

An illusory shadow appeared in Zhang Fanzi's mansion. Although this person is water, he is full of arrogance. He does not have the kind of water that moistens all things as Lao Tzu said. Therefore, no one can compete with him for peace. Very scary.

Just a single figure is like facing the rage of all the water in the whole world. If it weren't for Zhang Fan's heavy defense against Dao Lian, and his own soul was flawless, this phantom alone would have severely injured his soul.

"You're a good junior from the Yaozu, why doesn't my Wuzu have a character like you."

Zhang Fan shook his head and said: "It seems that seniors don't know anything about the outside world, but if there is no such thing as me, I don't believe it, and it makes me feel inferior. The one who is far away is Dayi. Take your place and form the true body of Pangu with other ancestor witches, even if you die, you will be strong."

"Later, there was Xing Tian, ​​who went to the Heavenly Palace with his own strength. He dared to fight against the Emperor of Heaven. Although he was defeated, he was honored. Although his head fell, his soul would not die, his body would not be broken, and he would fight endlessly. Even though he was a witch clan, he was regarded as the Three Realms by all clans. Mars."

"There was also Jiuli Chiyou, who competed with the Yellow Emperor for the throne. He knew that he could not do it. He won nine battles and won nine battles. In the end, his fate was defeated by Tianshu, and his car broke down. , the Wu Clan will never cease after all, and they will be the masters of the army."

"But in the end it's a defeat, so what's the point?" Gonggong sighed, "You've seen Houtu, you've seen Candle Dragon, what do they say about me?"

Zhang Fan shook his head: "Senior Houtu is far-sighted, extremely wise, and transformed into hell, and you have been scolded by some of you. Senior is different from Zhu Rong, each has his own way, there is no right or wrong, it is nothing more than success or failure. Qi number. In the past, my two clans of Liches fought for countless calamities, the world was restless, and the killing was endless. Qi number has long been in the human race. Although the senior is an ancestor witch, don't take yourself too seriously. Even if you are here, you still can't change the cycle of heaven .”

"You don't need to tell me the truth, I just want to know their attitude."

"There is no attitude, but the reincarnation of senior Houtu is an attitude. Senior Zhulong has seen everything through the ages, and he would have understood everything before thinking about it, but he died generously. This is also an attitude."

"Houtu chooses you, Zhulong chooses you. This is also an attitude, right? Boy, you really are a monster race, very cunning. In the final analysis, it is just one sentence, let me automatically annihilate you, right?" Gonggong looked directly at Zhang Fan The eyes of the primordial spirit.

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing: "Senior, you still think too highly of yourself. Your attitude has never mattered, and the attitude of the other two seniors is also the same. I want to refine your bones, no one can stop me, and no one can Change, it doesn't matter what your attitude is. I have a good attitude, that's because you are a senior, that's all."

"I don't believe it, but I just want to try it. Don't blame me if you lose your soul."

Gonggong laughed wildly, and Zhang Fan's purple mansion was immediately filled with endless sea water, and then countless water dragons condensed around his body, rushing towards Zhang Fan's primordial spirit with the wild laughter.

Zhang Fan suddenly looked like a small boat in the sea. With the wind and rain, he quickly formed a seal, and immediately condensed the chaotic clock to cover himself.

"Tai Yi also chose you, very good, very good, and the future of killing the Yaozu is also good."

boom! ! ! !

The phantom of the Chaos Clock shattered, and then the aftermath hit Dao Lian, and Dao Lian's ice drill continued to shatter, as if for a moment, and for eternity, just after Zhang Fan thought he couldn't hold it, everything was over up.

And Dao Lian was also on the verge of collapse, as if she was about to collapse at any moment, and Zhang Fan also had lingering fears. Dao Lian's incomparably dim tiger made a lotus stand.

Strands of mantras drifted away and merged into Zhang Fan's primordial spirit.

"Boy, I don't care how I understand water. But I want to tell you, this is the water in my eyes. From then on, there will be no Gonggong in the world."

With wild laughter, and with all the blue spells integrated into Zhang Fan's body, Gong Gong completely disappeared into the world.

"This lunatic."

Zhang Fan sighed and quickly absorbed these mantras. This is Gonggong's lifelong understanding of water and his lifelong obsession. Zhang Fan knew that he clearly wanted to compete with Lao Tzu, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance, so he left behind his way , his understanding of water.

But it also indirectly helped Zhang Fan, allowing him to easily refine the bones of Gonggong and control the three witch spirits.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and Gonggong's skeleton had disappeared and merged into the bones of his whole body.

"My lord, if you don't wake up again, we will all be doomed." Bai Xuan said in a blaming manner, dripping with sweat.

Only then did Zhang Fan see that Bai Xuan activated the Bai Ze map, and countless prehistoric creatures rushed out of the map to join the battle with the Holy See's army. On the other side of the Holy See, several portals appeared in the sky, and angels of light continued to pass through them fly out.

The pope would sneak up on him from time to time, fighting with Bai Xuan.

"How long."

"It's been four hours." Bai Xuan said angrily.

"Has it been so long?" Zhang Fan didn't move, and a figure stepped out. This figure had a python head and a human body covered with black scales. It was Gong Gong's real body.

With the appearance of Gonggong's avatar, the three witch spirits really became entities, and their combat effectiveness underwent a qualitative change.

The avatar of Gong Gong let out a roar, and the endless sea water gathered, and then the sea water turned into billowing waves, as if the doomsday had come.

The endless Taoist soldiers converged, and Bai Zetu's creatures also turned into light spots and dissipated. Water dragons roared, chasing after each other, and charged towards the front line.

The two black dragons suddenly condensed and entwined, like twin dragons entwining an archangel around a pillar, and the twelve-winged angel suddenly collapsed. It turned out that it was just an incarnation summoned by the holy light.

Qing Mang also realized it, and swallowed the twelve-winged angel in one gulp, destroying an incarnation of an archangel again.

The incarnation of the archangel of death retreated directly in front of the panicked front, waving the sickle again and again, forming a soul barrier to resist the roar of the mountain and the tsunami.

"Rewind, without the support of your holy light, I can't exist for long." The Archangel of Death shouted.

"The channel?" The pope asked unwillingly.

"Don't worry, the nearest archangel body is coming, this passage cannot be closed."...

(End of this chapter)