The call of the tyrants of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 38 Demon Sect Blood Sacrifice

"Human King's tone is too loud!"

Wang Luochuan's eyes were filled with coldness, and his tone was extremely cold!

"Is it big? The lonely king doesn't think so!"

A sharp light flashed in Li Chengqian's eyes, and bloodthirsty thoughts shot into the sky.

Wang Luochuan slapped the city wall, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, then let's see the real chapter under your hands. If the King of Kings has the courage, then order to attack the city!"

"Since you can't wait to seek death, then the lonely king will take care of you!"

"Where is Gongsun Sheng!"

"Wei Chen is here!"

"The 30 Liangshan infantry will be in your charge, and the task of siege will be in your hands!"

"No! I will live up to the king's trust!"

boom! boom! boom!
In the next moment, the void moved.

A large cloud of dark clouds swept across the sky, and bursts of fresh air poured into the bodies of 30 Liangshan infantry silently.

[Gongsun Sheng's talent, soldier gain is activated! 】

[The combat power of 30 Liangshan infantry has increased tenfold! 】

"All generals, kill!"

When Gongsun Sheng shouted, Wu Song and Lu Zhishen took the lead and rushed towards the Dayi Dynasty!
During the rush of 30 Liangshan infantry, evil spirits engulfed the clouds!

The blood color diffuses above the dark clouds, the black and red image is particularly frightening!
"what happened?"

Wang Luochuan immediately frowned deeply.

Originally, in his eyes, the Liangshan infantry were just a group of elite soldiers.

However, at this moment, he seems to have seen a group of devouring monsters coming!
terror!
There is great terror!
Unknowingly, Wang Luochuan suddenly felt a sense of heart palpitations.

"Taiwei, the last general invites you to fight!"

Immediately, a dozen generals challenged at the same time!

There are 15 people in total, and they can be regarded as the strongest generals in the entire Dayi King Capital.

There are ten three flower realms ranging from one to nine levels.

Four masters of the True Profound Realm, two of the third level of the True Profound Realm, one of the sixth level of the True Profound Realm, making a total of the ninth level of the True Profound Realm.

There is also a strong soul at the first level!
"Okay, I will allow you to fight, remember, I will return after killing those two enemy generals!"

Pointing to Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, Wang Luochuan ordered in a deep voice.

"promise!"

Immediately, fifteen enemy generals stepped out of the city wall together, looking at Wu Song and Lu Zhishen with murderous intent.

"Ok?"

Li Chengqian frowned slightly.

He secretly sighed in his heart, no wonder he was destined to become a puppet in his previous life.

The backbone of the Tang Dynasty is really far from that of the Dayi Dynasty. The so-called twelve princes and one king are undoubtedly a joke in front of the generals of the Dayi Dynasty.

Looking at the root cause through the essence, it can be said that the reason why the Tang Dynasty was able to gain a foothold is probably entirely due to the power of Li Baxian!

In the previous life, Li Ba died first, and the Tang Dynasty was not immediately invaded by the Four Dynasties. Li Chengqian guessed that it might have a lot to do with King Zhenwu and his 'son' Shen Yimo.

"Hmph, are you bullying me that there is no one in Liangshan?"

At the same time, Wu Yong snorted coldly, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Majestic righteousness, attracting the stars to descend, fall!"

Rumble!
Suddenly, above the sky, four stars broke through the haze, shining brightly!
Tianjixing, Tianxianxing, Tianguxing, Tianshangxing!

[Wu Yong's talent: the secret traction is on! 】

[Travel of Heavenly Secrets: The stars are now alive, and the people of Liangshan will immediately increase their combat power to a great level! 】

Boom!
Wu Song and Lu Zhishen entered the Ninth Level of True Mystery immediately!
"what!"

While Wu Song roared, the snowflakes, iron rings, and knives were threatening!

Increased combat power!

Spirit triple Wu Song!

Gudong!Gudong!Gudong!

After pouring a pot of old wine, Wu Song's combat power increased again!
[Wu Song Talent: Drunkenness is activated! 】

[Drunkenness: After Wu Song was drunk, his combat power increased by another six small realms. 】

Nine levels of spirit Wu Song!

Runaway state!
"kill!"

"Not good, quickly withdraw, all withdraw!"

Wang Luochuan turned pale with shock!
In just a short time, the situation changed so much that Wang Luochuan felt his heart was about to burst out.

boom! boom! boom!
One after another, explosions resounded through the void, and smears of blood swayed the void.

Wang Luochuan's eyelids twitched crazily.

In just one breath, out of the fifteen generals, only one was left standing alone in the sky, soaked in blood, his face was pale with fright, and he didn't dare to move in the slightest!

"waste!"

Lu Zhishen let out a soft snort, and swept across, and the head of the last general was also thrown into the sky.

hiss!
On the city wall, most of the enemy soldiers gasped in fright.

One round!
Fifteen warriors all died, how can we fight like this?
"kill!"

Just when Wang Luochuan drew out a black long knife and was about to fight, an old man flew out from the capital.

The old man's energy and blood were slightly exhausted, but his whole body was full of murderous intent, holding a long spear, awe-inspiring!
"Sikong!"

A trace of sadness flashed in Wang Luochuan's eyes.

That's right, the one who will make the move is one of the three masters of the Great Yi, Sikong Zhao Mu!
Ninth level of the Soul Realm, the limit of nearly [-] years old!

If he is good at recuperating, he can live for a few more years, but at this time, if he forces a fierce battle with Wu Song, no matter the outcome, Sikong and Zhao Mu will undoubtedly die after this battle!
boom! boom! boom!
Then, I saw two figures constantly fighting in the sky!
Wu Song's saber is fierce and invincible, while Zhao Mu's spear is agile.

For a time, it was really hard to tell.

"Hahaha! Happy! Happy!"

Zhao Mu laughed again and again, shouting happily.

"kill!"

Wu Song's eyes were cold and stern, and he didn't say much. With a roar, the saber's momentum added a bit of bloody aura!
"The ten elders of the Demon Sect, let the lonely king kill them!"

Wu Song is restrained by Zhao Mu, and Lu Zhishen is definitely not Wang Luochuan's opponent!
Li Chengqian dispatched the ten elders of the Demon Sect without hesitation!
"Respect the king's order!"

The ten elders of the Devil's Cult immediately took orders!

"Hmph, die for the old man!"

Snorting angrily, Wang Luochuan didn't give up on the good opportunity that Zhao Mu had created for him, he drew out his long knife suddenly, and slashed towards Lu Zhishen!

"Your opponent is us!"

However, it's a pity that Li Chengqian had already planned!
The ten elders of the Demon Sect rolled up gusts of magic wind, ravaged the void, and surrounded Wang Luochuan in the blink of an eye.

"It's just you?"

Wang Luochuan's eyes were full of disdain.

Ten True Mysteries and Three Levels!

Compared with his strength at the ninth level of the Divine Soul, there is a huge difference. To put it bluntly, even the ninth level of the True Profound Realm, he would easily kill it!

"Hey, it's up to us."

Jie Jie smiled, and the breath of the ten elders of the Demon Sect began to boil continuously!
Looking around, seeing the distance, one by one Demon Cult disciples were chanting words, and the vitality continued to dissipate.

Wisps of blood crazily poured into the body of the ten elders of the Demon Sect!

"Congratulations to the emperor, the blood sacrifice of the Demon Cult has started!"

[Demon Cult Blood Sacrifice: One-time blood sacrifice to 100 million Demon Cult disciples, the ten elders of the Demon Cult can instantly increase the combat power of a large realm (the number of blood sacrifices, the increase in combat power, changes with the realm of the ten elders of the Demon Cult.)]

boom!
In the midst of whistling, all ten elders of the Devil's Sect stepped into the third level of soul!
"not enough!"

All ten elders of the Devil's Cult let out a hoarse roar.

"Demon Sect Blood Killing Formation, open!"

[The Demon Sect Blood Killing Formation: You can fight across six small realms! 】

"kill!"

Suddenly, there was another burst of emptiness!
The ten elders of the Demon Sect and Wang Luochuan were also inseparable from each other!
"Don't panic, Taiwei, the old man is here!"

With a stern shout, another Spirit Nine Layers arrived!
(End of this chapter)