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Chapter 1137 It’s hard to distinguish between true and false: Tibetan Army Mountain

Suddenly the barbarian soldiers became more confident. These arrows were all fake, so what were they afraid of?Following the wizard's instructions, they rode the stone dragon and began to rush towards the Red Stone Mountain, causing the stone dragon to spit out evil flames.Sure enough, wherever the evil flames hit, the mountain disappeared.

Then the barbarian soldiers suddenly saw a bunch of crossbow arrows pointing at them and fired them.

"False!" A barbarian soldier responded, and he was immediately hit by countless arrows, and his body was shot to pieces.

The wizard also responded actively: "Fake!" He was busy increasing the power of the totem, burning the sky with evil flames and summoning fire rain.He looked down upon the rain of arrows in the sky. The evil flames could burn all illusions and break spells!

A dense bombardment penetrated the sky, and then a huge crossbow hit the wizard, smashing him to pieces.There was also a crossbow gun that hit the totem pole, and the totem pole also shattered into pieces.

The barbarian generals and soldiers were stunned, and then they retreated with shouts.Several stone dragons were shot and killed. This crossbow shot through the crowd could penetrate several people in succession, nailing the corpses to the ground like meat skewers.

On the top of the mountain, the brothers of the Hongmeng Sect's Cooking Immortal Style raised their spoons together and turned the hot soup into a drizzle, pouring it onto the place where the fire started.The sea of ​​evil flames at the foot of the mountain extinguished immediately, leaving only the fragrant smell.

Lu Ziqing was sweating violently as he repaired the burned area of ​​the Piaomiao Scroll with his pen. The cooking immortals were extraordinary in their craftsmanship and could indeed break the evil flames.However, this spell has side effects. The aroma of the soup makes people salivate!

The barbarian soldiers came again. They had no way to retreat. Under the leadership of the barbarian generals, they rushed up from all directions.They now know that this mountain can be burned by evil flames, and most of the mountains they can see are disguised by magic!

They were still far away from the top of the mountain, and they started shouting and shooting arrows wrapped in evil flames. They rushed towards them under the rain of arrows, spitting fire and burning the mountain.

The entire Hongshi Mountain also came alive. Suddenly, rocks kept rolling down from the top, and at the same time, hidden arrows kept shooting out from the gaps in the mountain wall.

A barbarian soldier responded to the stone roller falling from the sky: "Fake!"

He shot out an arrow, and the stone roller rolled down with a crash, crushing him into a meat pie.The rain of stones falling from the sky beat all the barbarian soldiers to death, and Shilong even turned around and ran away.Although the power of these stone rains is limited, the human reaction is real, and it is not completely harmless.The barbarian soldiers who were hit suffered soul injuries, screaming and rolling around on the ground in pain, which was as painful as being hit by a real stone.This kind of fear is like a nightmare, which makes people feel psychologically frightened.Then the rain of arrows shot from the cracks in the rocks was even more real.

A senior fellow from the Cooking Senryu style poured a whole pot of hot soup directly at the foot of the mountain.The hot soup turned into a torrent like a waterfall, washing away the barbarian soldiers and the evil flames below and extinguishing them.

"Ah!" the barbarian soldier screamed, it's true, it's boiling water, it's too hot!

"This is cruel!" Lu Ziqing's eyes widened, "But can you save the mushrooms?" This mushroom soup smells so fragrant!
The senior brother of Chu Xianliu looked sad: "You think I don't feel sorry for you?"

If it is not a pot of good soup, it cannot extinguish the evil flames.

The barbarian general is crazy. This kind of attack where illusion and reality are intertwined is so terrifying. Even if it is an illusion, it hurts!They know that these stones are all illusions, but as long as they are not burned with evil flames, being hit by these stones will still cause damage like real stones.Moreover, the stone dragons are not as easy to restrain as humans. The stone dragons all ran away, their totems were destroyed, and their evil spirits were extinguished by the constant rain of soup, and they gradually lost their resistance.But if you escape like this, you will definitely be severely punished!

The barbarian general hid under the mountain wall and looked at the stone rollers that kept rolling over. There was a recessed place on the mountain wall where he could hide.He didn't notice at all that there was a small hole hidden by the grass in the crack of the stone behind him.

Zhuo Yuting held a crossbow behind the mountain wall and quietly pulled the trigger. With a hiss, the barbarian's head was shot through and his body fell to the ground.

Zhuo Yuting felt so good, it was so easy to fight like this!He was in no danger at all. He just had to wait for stupid barbarians to come into view and shoot them to death with one arrow.

The baggage soldiers were also very ambitious now. They licked their lips one by one and shot one to death with a pop.This feels so fragrant, so fragrant!

The positions of these arrow holes designed by Dugu Bai are very clever, making it difficult for barbarians to find them.And as long as the barbarian soldiers want to get close to the mountain, they will inevitably be exposed to more arrow holes.

The barbarian soldiers were defeated and fled. The five thousand horsemen were dead and only three thousand were left.But they also figured out many rules, especially the locations of the ballistas fired from the mountain. Those places were concave black holes that could not be touched while walking on the mountain road, and even more invisible from the bottom of the mountain.

Lu Ziqing absorbed the soul light from all the souls of the two thousand dead barbarians until these people's souls were gone.Piaomiaojuan's soul power increased greatly, and he had more and more pigments.

Master Miaosheng Palace suggested: "Now you can almost use some powerful methods to trap these barbarian soldiers to death."

As for the Piaomiao Scroll, the bigger the picture, the more soul power is needed, so Shen Miao established a terrifying believer mechanism like the Pure Land of Paradise, with endless souls to draw from.But for Lu Ziqing to rely on his own ability to release a stone rain in such a large Piaomiao Scroll, it would cost more than a thousand times as much soul power as an ordinary Piaomiao Scroll.Therefore, it is easy to take an enemy soldier into the Piaomiao Volume and kill him, but if you want to take thousands of living people directly, you may not be able to deal with it, and you will be killed instead, so you must be careful.

Lu Ziqing waved his pen and while the barbarians were retreating, he quickly repaired the damaged picture with Miao Sheng.This has consumed a huge amount of soul power resources, but it is still enough to surround the remaining barbarian soldiers.Now I am afraid that if they don't come, three thousand barbarians will run around and cause immeasurable damage to the battle situation.

"Dugu Bei, where did you learn this Tibetan Army Mountain spell?" Zhuo Yuting was very curious about Piaomiao Juan. She was too tired before to ask more questions, but now that her physical strength has recovered, she is extremely excited. Don't want it.

"Tibetan Army Mountain?" Lu Ziqing was stunned.

"That's right." Zhuo Yuting told him that everyone calls her that now.Everyone already has feelings for this red stone mountain and thinks it should be given a name.

"This is a good name." Lu Ziqing liked it very much. It is normal for everyone to be attached to this mountain, because this mountain is actually a painting, which is maintained by absorbing everyone's yang energy...soul light.Lu Ziqing sometimes felt that he was an old Montenegrin monster, at best a little advanced and could smoke in batches.

(End of this chapter)