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Chapter 77: The Fall of the Wolf

The world has righteous energy, and it is mixed with manifold!

Although Confucianism is the simplest to get started, there are still very few who can integrate knowledge and action, cultivate a great spirit, and achieve great Confucianism.

Even if he becomes a great scholar, he is only an ordinary person's body and life span, without any magical powers.

But even such an ordinary person can kill ghosts and gods with one breath!

Any demons, ghosts, evil spirits, and evil spirits in front of the great aura were restrained to death as if the snow in winter encountered the scorching sun.

Even in those great gods' temples, there were many great scholars who could not bear it after worshipping them, and the statues of the gods burst open.

This is the way of scholars!

Although it is as small as an ant, it can shake the world when it is released!

The five great scholars shouted in unison, exhaling the refined and noble aura of studying and nourishing their bodies for the rest of their lives, and coupled with the first-rank official aura given by the court, how terrifying is it?

The most intuitive manifestation is a white sun rising slowly at the foot of Montenegro.

"Damn it!"

"Where did the great scholar come from?"

"No!"

Wherever the white light shrouded, a large number of ghost soldiers exploded like soap bubbles, and instantly there was no bones left.

Not only that!

Around Montenegro, a large number of shamans and priests who were casting spells also showed panic.

Before he could stop, his magic power was mixed with a hint of righteousness and was swept into his body, and his whole body screamed and burned, like a bright torch.

The formations on the ground, and even the magic weapons on their bodies, exploded one by one in an instant, destroying the corpse without any existence!

The great aura cleanses the world, so domineering and terrifying!

The white sun continues to expand, swallowing Montenegro from the foot of the mountain.

On the Black Mountain, a group of priests changed their expressions and could not escape. They screamed and fell to the ground, and monsters such as demon wolves and giant tigers appeared on their bodies.

"Is this... possessed by a monster?"

A girl priest next to him stared at the scene: "When did Priest Ada be possessed by a monster?"

"Ahhh! I'm going to die!"

Next to her, a young man rolled around with a shaman, constantly tearing his robe.

The girl recognized this person. He was practicing a very evil lineage and needed to refine the demon into his body and borrow the power of the demon. But in fact, it was the unity of human soul and spirit.

But at this moment, it seemed as if it was burned by fire, and the body slowly melted, and finally exploded and there was no sound.

The white light passed, but the girl looked at her hands.

In this incident, she was unscathed!

The righteous spirit only hurts evil spirits and even invisible ghosts.

In other words, the monster without physical body will definitely die and cannot die again. The mage who is casting will also be invaded with the situation. It would be fine if there is no evil spirit, otherwise it would turn into a torch.

But this girl's cultivation is low and she has not been involved in any evil spirits. She is even scared to forget to cast spells and defend. Instead, she becomes a blessing in disguise and has nothing to do.

"It's really... so spectacular!"

No matter whether Duan Yu's black knife scabbard was broken, a crack appeared on the stone talisman pendant. He took his spiritual eyes and looked at Black Mountain from the perspective of an ordinary person.

I saw the whole black mountain wolf howling, as if he was alive. I don’t know how many monsters and monsters were roaring to leave, but melted away in the screams, and I couldn’t help but sneer: “It’s all a group of fools!”

A righteous spirit will cause the greatest harm to invisible things.

For example, the demons in this world are two different things. Those with physical bodies are monsters, and those without physical bodies are monsters.

When encountering Haoran's righteous spirit, the monster will naturally die so hard that it cannot die again. But if the demon does not produce the soul, it will at most be destroyed by magical powers. With its huge demon body, it may be able to kill and kill a group of great scholars to death!

But once you use the magic trick to resist Haoran's righteousness, you will be seeking death.

How could those grassland shamans know so much? Some even look for monsters to practice, and they can kill themselves half-human and half-ghosts when the great aura arrives, which is a way to kill themselves.

When the Lord Baihao Mountain encountered this situation, the soul obediently returned to his body to avoid it. How many demons and evil spirits have more cultivation than You Shen Yu Qi?

"This time, the Wuyan tribe was really injured and suffered heavy casualties... Perhaps this is Qingguo's plan!"

Seeing Haoran’s righteousness sweeping over Black Mountain, the whole mountain seemed to be slowly melting, Duan Yu suddenly became enlightened.

This time, in order to help the high priest, many elite wizards of the Wuyan tribe came here, and even invited big monsters and monsters to help. After all, the grassland is not the Central Plains, and there are not so many dogmatic constraints.

But at this moment, they all turned into ashes under the slap of the blow.

From this we can see that Qingguo simply wants to be a fisherman!

"No wonder I, Taoist, came in openly all the way, and the other routes sneaked into Yanzhi Mountain. As expected, what I had done was quite small, and I wanted to be a fisherman and catch all the Wuyan tribe and Zhengyang Road?"

Duan Yu conjectured this, but his heart sank.

How much is it and how much food is it?

Qingguo wanted to be a fisherman, but he forgot that Zhengyang Dao is not a fish, but an evil dragon, and he might be retaliated!

"Variables! Where are the variables?"

Duan Yu closed his eyes and recalled quickly: "With the blockade of Wuyan tribe, Zhengyang Dao cannot have a large number of elite troops coming to the grassland. It can only be a high-end combat power, and the extra Heavenly Master?"

"Next, maybe there are a large number of real people in the soul? No! In front of the great scholars, ordinary souls leave their bodies and seek death. Even You Shen Yuqi will be injured if you accidentally get hurt, that is..."

He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Dan Zhu and others in the Taoist formation!

"Although it's a bit unbelievable, this is the only explanation. I just can't imagine that Zhengyang Dao's penetration into Qingguo would have reached this level!"

...

On the Black Mountain, the ancestors of Wuyan tribe each roared.

They are all pure ghost bodies, and they are the targets of Haoran's energy.

When the white light was shrouded, the Yin soldiers exploded like fried beans, and even the Yin generals were like this.

Even inside the white sun, there is a red dragon with teeth and claws. This is the dragon energy of the Qing Kingdom! The dragon energy gathered by the official energy of the five first-rank officials!

Cooperating with the legal system and popularity support of the Qing Dynasty's Central Plains power, we can even have the majesty of the true dragon energy of the Great Xia back then!

Those heroes were barely supported in the white light, but were swept by the dragon energy, and they could not resist it and shattered one after another. Even the ghost energy gradually melted in the righteous energy.

This is truly a disaster and can never be recondensed.

After the whistling sound became quiet, the sky was clear and the world was wide.

At the top of the Black Mountain, only the Taoist Lord Zhengyang stood still. Although the feathered clothes were a little embarrassed, the star crown swayed, and looked embarrassed, his expression was calm: "What a Qing Kingdom, five great scholars attacked with dragon energy, sweeping away the demon atmosphere. This time, the ancestor spirit of the Wuyan tribe's blessed land of the Yin spirit was gone for nine out of ten, and only a few khan dragon energy protected him, barely saving his life, but his vitality was also severely damaged and it was difficult to protect the sun again..."

The dragon energy lies in the majestic system, and the most important point is to gather the masses.

But after this battle, the ghost spirits accumulated over the years were consumed, which was really shaky!

The loss of the Yin surface is so serious that it will even directly affect the Yang world. It can be said that the Wuyan tribe cannot escape the catastrophe!

"Not bad, but I still need a fellow Taoist to give me a title to be considered perfect!"

A voice suddenly sounded, and a soul slowly emerged, turning into an old man with white hair and beard.

"Baihao Mountain Shangyuan!"

The Master Zhengyang nodded: "This time, Qingguo is preparing to capture all the elite troops of me and the Wuyan tribe in one place. It is really easy to plan and have great courage! Qingjun is indeed a talent, but unfortunately he does not live long. Otherwise, he would be the enemy of Northern Yan!"

"Mingyuan, do you still want to admit it now?" Shangyuan Tianshi looked solemn: "Is the body of the king the monarch the hand of you Beiyan?"

"Haha... Shangyuan, you are really a smart person! But I don't admit this sentence after going down the mountain. After all, if you know the Lord of Beiyan, you have to suspect me!"

The Master Zhengyang laughed.

"Since that's the case, it's useless to say more!"

Shangyuan Tianshi's eyebrows were raised: "Sword is here!!!"

Buzz!

Under the Black Mountain, a magic sword that the Lord of Baihao Mountain had been carrying flew out.

This magic sword is crystal clear, with seven small holes on it, arranged by the Big Dipper.

"The Seven-Star Magic Sword Flying out, Uncle Master is summoned, leave!"

Seeing this, Bai Hao Shanzhu closed his eyes and his soul left his body again!

...

Time moved forward a little, just as the five great scholars shouted and cleansed the world.

Huangcheng, the Great Khan’s golden tent.

"Ah..." Sukhbaru, who was inviting all the princes and nobles, covered his heart and screamed.

"Shank you!" Mrs. Qian hurriedly stepped forward and helped him: "What happened? I'll send the doctor to you quickly, the wizard!"

"I...I'm fine!"

Suhbaru gritted his teeth, looked at the tribe leaders below, and made a secret gesture.

Mrs. Yan understood that she had lost her composure and hurriedly sat down.

Several personal soldiers secretly left with their respective missions.

"Haha... I was so wet with some rain just now, and I felt a little uncomfortable. Let's have another three drinks and go hunting tomorrow and sweat a little!"

Suhbaru raised his glass to drink. Only Shin-shi could see the corners of his mouth twitching, but he also knew why he held on.

The grassland tribe is like a pack of wolves. As long as the wolf king shows a little fatigue or is injured, his status will be immediately challenged.

The same is true for the Wuyan tribe. Although the Khan mastered the five most elite cavalry, these men were not easy to deal with, not to mention that several of his younger brothers and nephews were all eyeing each other.

At this moment, they all laughed: "Khan is right, the men on our grassland are all made of iron..."

At this moment, a shout of killing came, and several blood-faced guards were thrown into the tent.

"What's going on?"

Suhbaru's face darkened and he fell down his wine glass: "Tell me my personal soldiers in the golden tent!"

"My dear brother, you don't have to pretend to be calm!"

A prairie prince in his thirties lifted his tent and came in with a smile on his face: "Your personal soldiers in the golden tent have already been loyal to me. Don't you believe it? Timur!"
Chapter completed!
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