What does war represent?

Death? Conspiracy? Or destruction?

Zhao Xun is not sure.

But he knew that what he saw in front of him showed one thing, that is, human nature was completely destroyed in the war.

Driven by the barbarian witchcraft, the dead corpses climbed up and joined the battle.

All the dead bodies charged towards the Chang'an city wall crazily.

"Where is my mentor! Where are my brothers and sisters!"

Zhao Xun knows that magic can defeat magic, and only practitioners can destroy the summons of practitioners.

So at this moment, Zhao Xun didn't hesitate and immediately started calling his guardian.

It's not shameful to hug someone's thigh. What's shameful is that you can obviously hug your thigh, but you have to show off your strength and go it alone. In the end, you are crushed by your opponent...

Of course, Zhao Xun is not someone who is obsessed with saving face and suffering. He is very good at making reasonable use of his own advantages and making himself stronger within the rules.

Priest Qinglian and the senior brothers and sisters from the academy seemed to have heard Zhao Xun's call and rushed over immediately.

"My dear disciple, you are too impatient. Just a few corpses scared you into this state..."

Priest Qinglian seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhao Xun's performance and curled his lips.

"Well…"

"My mentor, I'm anxious to get you to show off. You've always been our Dinghai Shenzhen in Chang'an City."

Wu Quanyi was very pleased with Zhao Xun's flattery, but he obviously has not lost his mind yet.

"Don't flatter me here. Can you use the word Dinghai Shenzhen indiscriminately? If you want to say Dinghai Shenzhen, it must be the mountain chief. If not, it's my little uncle."

Wu Quanyi swallowed a mouthful of foam and said: "If the sky falls, there will be a tall person to hold it up. As a teacher, I can't hold it up and I don't want to."

Zhao Xun smiled faintly and said: "But it's enough for you to take action against these corpses and Yin soldiers. My disciple just used a wrong word. You are not the Dinghai Shenzhen, but the mainstay."

“…”

Wu Quanyi had a dark look on his face and didn't know what to say.

"I can't learn it. I can't learn it. As a teacher, I just can't learn your sharp tongue."

"Stop talking about this, just watch it!"

Wu Quanyi turned to the front of the city wall, casually took out the whisk and waved it under the city wall.

I saw countless beans scattered towards the city wall.

"Is this a case of spreading the beans into an army? Darling..."

Zhao Xun felt unbelievable.

Sure enough, those beans began to grow crazily after falling on the ground, turning into trees one by one.

Good guy, I didn’t expect my mentor to have such a skill.

"It's really amazing."

Is this the Grand Druid summoning technique? The mentor cannot be an elf leader.

Zhao Xun felt distraught, but quickly returned to his normal state.

Because he is looking forward to this battle of the century.

Tree people are nourished by all things, and they are naturally spiritual.

In comparison, the corpse summoned by the Southern Barbarian Gu Master was obviously stiffer.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, now some of them have suffered."

"Crush them!"

Wangcai waved his fists excitedly.

I saw the tree men stretching out vines to wrap around the corpses of the Yin soldiers.

The tree man kept tightening the vines, trying to strangle the dead Yin soldiers alive.

"Wonderful!"

When Zhao Xun saw this, he called him an expert.

"Undead corpses are invulnerable because they don't feel pain. But the vines of the tree people are different. The function of the vines is to completely crush the undead Yin soldiers. As long as their bones are broken, it is impossible to move. They have no restoration skills, so the bones

If it breaks, it means death. It means death again."

Zhao Xun understood his mentor's thinking and felt very proud.

"My good disciple, your understanding is indeed not bad, and your thoughts on becoming a teacher are clearly seen by you."

Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Haha, these dead corpses will be the victims of the Yin soldiers next."

Zhao Xun had only seen this kind of thing in dramas before, but he never expected that he could actually see it with his own eyes.

This time it was really a feast for the eyes.

"hateful!"

Some are happy and some are sad.

Zhao Xun was so proud that the leader of the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu masters was naturally angry.

The tens of thousands of Yin soldiers he summoned were restrained by a plate of beans dropped by his opponent.

This was something he never expected.

As the saying goes, one thing defeats another.

The most yin things are overcome by things with forest attributes.

The tree man is a being with full forest attribute points.

The southern barbarian witch and Gu master only felt that there was a fish bone stuck in his throat. Although he was extremely angry, he had no good solution.

Although the Yin soldiers he summoned were numerous in number, they lacked the ability to think and judge independently.

When faced with the other party's attacks, there is almost no possibility of any response.

"how so."

The Southern Barbarian Gu Master roared angrily, and his evil fire rose from the top of his head and gathered in the sky.

I saw dark clouds forming for a while.

"No, that old guy is probably going to use sorcery."

Wangcai had the sharpest eyesight and noticed this strangeness immediately.

Zhao Xun stared closely at this southern barbarian witch and Gu master. From the beginning, he noticed that this guy was the culprit of summoning the Yin soldiers.

Now that it's over, the Yin soldiers are trapped, and the old Yinbi starts to have other evil thoughts.

“There is no discrimination without distinction!”

Zhao Xun couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

The white dragon then burst out of the chessboard space.

"go!"

Zhao Xun gave the order, and the white dragon immediately rushed towards the leader of the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master.

The white dragon is a spiritual beast, and Zhao Xun hopes that the white dragon can prevent the leader of the southern barbarian witch and Gu masters from casting spells.

Once the spellcasting is blocked, the rest is simple.

The white dragon flew very fast and soon arrived at the Nanman witch and Gu master.

I saw it swiping its tail fiercely at the Southern Barbarian Gu Master, but the powerful blow seemed to hit the steel plate.

The white dragon was in pain and let out a wail.

The body fell rapidly.

“Pipi shrimp!”

Zhao Xun was extremely anxious when he saw this.

Fortunately, Bai Jiaolong's body control was extremely strong and he was forced to stop when he was about to fall to the ground, thus avoiding further injuries.

"Come back quickly!"

Zhao Xun ordered with great distress.

It's all his fault for underestimating the cultivation level of this old Yin Bi. It seems that the cultivation level of this southern barbarian witch and Gu master leader is not ordinary.

"Let me see if there are any injuries."

Zhao Xun carefully stroked the white dragon and examined every scale on it.

As for Pipi Xia, she kept rubbing her head against Zhao Xun.
To be continued...