Great God King

When the monks heard the order to go to war, they were in a state of jubilation. They had not fought for a long time. They were really itchy.

They despise the enemy strategically and attach importance to them tactically.

Wang Baoyu held a pre war meeting to discuss with the public the strategy of breaking the enemy. He carefully analyzed the possible situations that could occur.

Jiang Tong once again used it. Using his knowledge of Xigui Island, he roughly drew a map. Attacking xinghaimen from the West was the nearest route.

Tong Yansong thinks that the explosive body beads used by Zhen Ning can not be ignored, which will bring casualties to the team. It is better to use the puppets to fight in front of the battle, just to test the power of the puppets.

As for Zhen Xinghai's soul grabbing claw, it is undoubtedly the most dangerous. The way Tong Yansong can think of is to make the fog all over the sky, which makes his eyesight difficult.

On his way to Xigui Island, Tong Yansong bought several pieces of special Fu paper at the market, which were used to draw the fog talisman. Unexpectedly, they were put into use.

Wang Baoyu and Shen Wanfang led the six elders to become the front line of the battle. General Yang Yuan led all the friars, and then carried out a joint attack. They should keep pace with each other and not give the enemy any chance to take advantage of.

War means casualties. Benevolence is relative. Wang Baoyu solemnly orders that all the friars of xinghaimen who resist to the end will be killed one by one without mercy.

Wang Baoyu used a little time before the war to train and use fireflies. Now his divine sense has become stronger and his control is greatly enhanced. After several experiments, he drives these insects to move freely and freely.

At dusk, the two ships officially started to sail to the west side of Xigui island at night. If there is no accident, they can board the island early tomorrow morning.

In the xinghaimen of Xigui Island, the leader Zhen Xinghai is deeply in the pain of losing his son. He also has some regrets. If he does not indulge his children, he may not bring about this disaster.

Zhen Ning is domineering on the island. Some people will reveal to the leader implicitly, but Zhen Xinghai doesn't think so. This is his kingdom, and his son is the only heir. It doesn't matter what to do.

I didn't expect that the son who didn't know how to make concessions got caught up in the stubble and died unexpectedly. Thinking of his son's death, Zhen Xinghai was heartbroken.

Now it's too late to regret. Zhen Xinghai only wants to avenge his son. The people who killed his son will be broken to pieces to relieve his hatred.

The analysis results of Zhen Xinghai's subordinates are basically the same. These people may come from a nameless island and belong to arrogant and shameless pirates. As long as we work hard to check the nearby islands one by one, we can find their whereabouts and kill them.

Although it is speculated that these people were all the accomplishments of the later period of foundation construction, and they also had magic weapons and magic weapons with them, after all, there were more than 100 monks in the foundation period of xinghaimen, which were not rivals after all.

They all thought wrong, and they did not expect that Wang Baoyu had a strong army of 500 men, and basically all of them had accomplished more than the foundation period.

This morning, Zhen Xinghai just wanted to go for a nap when he saw a disciple staggering in.

"What happened, so flustered?"

"Palmer, headmaster, after receiving the news, we got on two big ships on the west coast, and more than 500 friars came up, and..."

"What else?"

"Also, there are a hundred wooden people who can walk, and the leaders are the ones who killed the eldest son." This disciple constantly wipe sweat, obviously has been scared silly.

Zhen Xinghai can't help but stay, with a huge chill in his heart. It is self-evident that this is a blatant invasion, and the other side is powerful.

"Pass my order, the friars in the sect gather together and follow my headmaster to meet the enemy."

Zhen Xinghai was eager to revenge for his son, and soon gave up the idea of compromise. He took out a black carved claw and held it in his hand. He wanted to seize the soul claw with magic weapons, and the enemies who would commit crimes in the future would be captured with all their souls.

The wind and clouds are surging, and the sky is overcast. Zhen Xing kelp meets the king of Wuling king, but suddenly finds that the team is missing, and there is only a mist that can't be pulled apart.

"Shrinking head tortoise, cowardly rat!"

Zhen Xinghai cursed and ordered dozens of monks to rush to the front, playing a fierce real Qi.

Part of the fog was dispersed, revealing more than 100 wooden people, less than one meter high, rough workmanship, nose and eyes are not clear.

Just when the monks were puzzled, these wooden men suddenly jumped up one after another, and struck several violent fireballs with their palms waving.

Boom!

A row of friars in front of the Xinghai gate were blown out in an instant, howling constantly. They were surprised to find that the accomplishments of these wooden men were actually equivalent to the mid foundation period of the monks.

Several monks at the later stage of foundation construction rushed up and attacked and intercepted these wooden people. For a time, the explosion sound was like thunder, which almost broke through the eardrum.

What they didn't expect was that these dead objects would cooperate with the attack. Dozens of them besieged a later monk, and several fireballs came together, which made the later monks retreat.

"Get out of my way!"

Zhen Xinghai couldn't look down any more. He jumped to the front, waved his soul grabbing claws and grabbed a wooden man in the distance.A thick long gray fog, terminal into the shape of a huge carving claw, instantly seized a wooden man. However, a fireball but suddenly rushed to Zhen Xinghai, he quickly hit a real gas, the fireball rushed to one side.

The puppet has no flesh and blood and soul. No matter how powerful the claw is, it is the wooden man who made the fireball just now. Moreover, more wooden people, fearing life and death, rushed to Zhen Xinghai.

Zhen Xinghai was very angry and ashamed. He took back his soul claws and waved his hands together. With his pure internal power, he made waves of Qi towards the wooden man.

After all, he was a great monk in the middle of the golden elixir. This move was quite effective. The wooden people who attacked were shaken out one after another. Some of them lost their heads and remained motionless. However, those who lacked arms and legs still threw fireballs and continued to attack.

"It's a bunch of monsters. Let's die!"

Zhen Xinghai scolded incessantly. While waving his palm, he ordered the Dharma protector to throw explosive body beads and bombard the wooden men. The effect of explosive body ball is very obvious. Every time you hit a wooden man, you can smash it, and there is no chance to attack again.

After a moment, there were only a few dozen wooden men left, and their speed became slow. Finally, they retreated as if in fear.

Zhen Xinghai just breathed a sigh of relief, the fog suddenly dissipated, and a cold-blooded team of 500 people appeared orderly in front of him.

Wearing armor and holding weapons, they all had accomplishments above the foundation period. There were also two golden elixir monks. Such a powerful team of friars surprised the monks in xinghaimen and could not help but step back more than ten steps.

A young man, who seems to have only the initial accomplishments of foundation construction, stands in front of him with his hands behind his back, with a sneer of disdain on his face, and looks at Zhen Xinghai with contempt.

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