The talisman hit the ground, and when it touched the flesh and blood carpet, it split into turbulent flames, swallowing up the surrounding houses.

However, this power is not enough to prevent the enemy from leaving the Shangshu Province, passing through the fire wall, carrying the remaining flames to chase Song Shaoyuan, and quickly disappearing into the blood mist. Then, there were intermittent explosions.

Without time to hesitate, Li Ang jumped out of the shadows, bypassed the demons, stepped on the invisible ladder built by his mind, and climbed the roof of the Sinong Temple on the west side of the Shangshu Province. His figure was covered by ink silk and blended with the background color of the surrounding blood mist.

Looking into the distance, you can see that the ground of the Shangshu Province is covered with thousands of blood vessels of different thicknesses and continuous pupae.

The thicker blood vessels continuously extract turbid and dirty blood from the surrounding environment.

The thinner blood vessels pierced under the floor tiles and drew spiritual energy from the palace ban buried deep in the rock layer.

The two blood vessels gather together, intertwined and entangled, forming a huge base like an old tree root.

The base is more than three meters in diameter, and the middle is sunken, full of dirty blood. The dirty blood continues to evaporate, turning into blood mist, and rising around.

And in the blood pool, there is a strange orb.

Most of the surface of the sphere is covered with a layer of flesh and blood, and countless sarcoma faces that look like humans and animals are attached to it, roaring silently. A small part of the areas not covered by flesh and blood show a pearl-like crystal and warm luster.

Like a lotus flower emerging from the mud, dirty and pure, evil and sacred, giving Li Ang a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

KAKAKAKA.

A sarcoma that is attached to the sphere grows higher and higher, stretches out from the neck, torso, limbs, etc., and then breaks away from the sphere and falls to the ground, becoming a new demon.

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Li Ang's mind changed rapidly and had a vague guess - the Taoists who appeared in the Shangshu Province used formations to extract spiritual energy from the imperial city ban and supply the spiritual energy to the giant ball shaped like a pearl.

The giant ball then transforms dirty blood into blood mist to cover the whole city, and at the same time combines spiritual energy to nurture demons.

The question was finally answered, but this also created more questions.

According to him, the imperial city ban originating from Yuchu was designed to be extremely secretive and complex, and has been improved over hundreds of years.

There are probably no more than ten people who can understand, master and control the entire Yu State.

Who did Taihu Mountain bribe so that it could complete the invasion so smoothly? What is this ball?

He thought about this and raised the glow crossbow to aim at the sphere located in the center of the formation.

A strand of ink came out of the palm of the palm, hooked the two sections of the bow and arm, wrapped around and tightly connected to form a bow string.

The remaining threads pour into the arrow groove and solidify into sharp arrows. A thread is tied to the end of the arrow.

call out--

The trigger was pulled, and the arrow was shot out rapidly under the drive of the ink silk bowstring, passing through the thick blood mist and nailing to the sphere.

collapse!

The specially reinforced heavy arrow arrow penetrated the sarcoma like a broken sword, but failed on the surface of the sphere.

The arrow clusters fluctuated violently, cracking several gaps, and failed to penetrate successfully - the sphere itself was even above the alloy made of black iron.

Li Ang's face did not change, and his right hand grabbed the end of the thread with his five fingers and poured his spiritual power into it.

The ubiquitous blood mist greatly reduced the transmission efficiency of spiritual power. Even with ink silk as the carrier, there was still less than 5% of the spiritual power successfully transmitted to the distant arrows.

However, this little spiritual power is enough for the ink silk of the arrow to receive instructions, change its shape, and differentiate several tentacles, wrap around the surface of the sphere, and pull it hard, trying to pull it away from the base.

Dong!

The base of the tree root seems to have infinite suction, firmly fixing the sphere to prevent it from breaking away.

Li Ang immediately drew the wire again, causing the ink silk to turn into a drill bit shape, and rotated at high speed to drill towards the surface of the sphere.

squeak--

The sharp noise echoed through the courtyard, and under the rapid cutting of the drill bit, the ball raised a large amount of powder.

The faces attached to the sphere were as if they were struck by lightning, and they let out a shrill howl, peeling and withering one after another.

The blood mist around it also fluctuated violently, turning into droplets and falling down.

All the Taoists looked at the courtyard together and saw the drill bit, and Li Ang was holding the silk thread.

"Kill him!"

Without the need for Taoists to scold them, all the monsters left behind outside the Shangshu Province have flew over, and the arrogance at each end is equivalent to the human monk's listening to the rain realm to the cloud realm.

Click.

Li Ang casually hung the glow crossbow on his waist, and the ink silk surging between his sleeves, covering his body. He swung the dragon-flying spear in his hand, and pointed the blade obliquely downward.

Then, he broke into the siege.

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There is still the last palace wall.

Gong Jinghao, deputy envoy of Taiyu Mountain, looked at the red palace walls of Daming Palace and unconsciously clenched the whisk.

Next to him was the former master of the Haotian Taoist Temple in Chang'an City, Ji Xuezhen. Behind the two were a group of Haotian believers emitting shining dust.

They planned for too long for the action tonight.

First, they broke the whole into pieces, sent a small number of Haotian believers to Dali Temple, exploded in the imperial city, creating blood mist to cover the entire city and interrupted communication, and then created demons to provide cover for them to sneak into the Daming Palace.

According to the insider, the prince of Yu was in the Zichen Hall at this moment. As long as he crossed the heavy palace wall, he could reach the Zhong Dynasty and get "that kind".

tread.

Gong Jinghao took a step, and suddenly, the low palace wall in front suddenly rose up, more than doubled in thickness.

After taking the second step, the palace wall suddenly rises and thickens ten times, the third step is a hundred times, and the fourth step is a thousand times, until it reaches the clouds like a mountain, covering the sky.

Gong Jinghao took a few steps back silently, and the cusp wall in front of him also drastically became shorter and thinner until it retreated to its original size. "What's going on?"

"The imperial city ban is a whole. There may be a problem with Dali Temple. A little spiritual energy has been transported here, which has led to the re-activated Tianjiao here."

Ji Xuezhen, who was both white and white, said solemnly: "Eijing arithmetic to find out the array eye, or forcefully break the wall with his life."

"There is no need to send it in between, of course the faster the better."

Gong Jinghao took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, "I'll break the wall, you guys stand back."

"No!"

A strong man stood up in the crowd and said passionately: "At this time of holy war, the emperor is the deputy envoy of the Trustee Cultivation. How can he spend his life here? Let me do it."

After saying that, he faced the West, bowed with great devoutness, then stood up, resolutely crashed into the wall, exploded with a bang, and splashed the sky with light and dust.

Next, the second person, the third person

The water of Zhanquan can stimulate people's potential. Even ordinary people, as long as they are firm enough and their faith is pious enough, they can gain huge power in a short period of time at the cost of burning their souls and never being reborn.

After one after another, spider web cracks gradually spread across the red palace walls, which were swept with a whisk by Gong Jinghao and collapsed with a bang.

Finally, the Daming Palace arrived.

Gong Jinghao crossed the crack in the palace wall. Before he could scan the open square, a flying arrow shot towards him. At the moment when he was about to penetrate his eyes, he was knocked down with a whisk.

Black iron arrow cluster, the goods from the Academy.

Gong Jinghao dropped the arrow and looked at him squinted his eyes and saw that a group of monks, including Ren Ji, had gathered in front of Zichen Palace.

Li Si, the crown prince of Yu, was under the heavy protection of these people.
Chapter completed!