Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 156

Ao Bing shouted.

The sky was filled with billowing clouds, turning from dark to red.

Roar--

The eight-headed fire dragon shook its head and swung its tail, spewing out endless samadhi true fire, disappearing and appearing in the fire cloud.

When Wen Zhong saw it, he was relieved.

I thought there was some way to do it, but this is the result?

He laughed and couldn't help but said proudly:

"Everyone can escape from the spirit of the earth; everyone can master the art of fire.

The prince used this method, but was his skill exhausted? "

"Is Guizhou Donkey's skill limited? I'll find out if the Grand Master gives it a try!"

Ao Bing smiled, raised his gun and pointed it, saying "Down!"

The eight-headed fire dragons instantly spit out smoke and flames, causing clouds of fire to fall down!

Grand Master Wen frowned when he saw his malicious smile. He took the "Fire Avoidance Technique" in his hand and just waited.

Huhu~

The hot wind blew against their faces and rolled up waves of fire. The [-] Yin Shang soldiers were so frightened that they kept retreating.

Wen Zhong was surrounded by eight fire dragons, shaped like iron barrels, flying up and down around him.

There was a long cloud of fire all around, covering several acres in area.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth, in all directions, are filled with fire and mist.

The outside world only saw a cloud of fire covering the grand master, with fire dragons flying and fireworks rolling, making it unclear what was going on inside.

Wen Zhong instinctively felt something was wrong, but couldn't find the problem.

Roar--

A fire dragon breathed flames from its nose and rushed towards him.

Wen Zhong jumped up, flew to avoid the attack, and hit him with the golden whip.

Boom!

The fire dragon whined after being beaten.

Seeing this, the other seven fire dragons immediately became united in their hatred and swarmed over from all directions, roaring.

Wen Zhongjin whipped his whip continuously, scurrying around in the fire cloud, beating and walking.

There was a sudden "bang" and he accidentally hit a wall.

"Strange, where did the wall come from?"

He was confused and waved his sleeves to blow up the wind.

The wind stirred and blew away a corner of the fire cloud, revealing more golden walls.

dong dong~

Wen Zhong knocked it with a golden whip and confirmed that it was real gold. He couldn't help being shocked.

"Ao Bing, what kind of magic did you use?"

He looked up to the sky and shouted, his voice echoing around him, the echo was hollow, and it gave him a bad premonition.

If it were an empty wilderness, the sound would never be like this.

Hearing his shout, Ao Bing laughed.

The fire cloud was transformed by the "Thirty-three-day Golden Exquisite Pagoda". Being covered by the fire cloud was equivalent to being covered by the Exquisite Tower.

"Wen Zhong, you have entered my urn. If you are willing to surrender, I will open the door to you.

If you don't surrender, I'm afraid you will die here in an instant and your decades of Taoism will be ruined! "

"Haha," Wen Zhong didn't want to show his timidity. Hearing him laugh, he laughed too.

"I am the Grand Master of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, a veteran minister of three dynasties, and I have assisted the emperors in achieving thousands of majestic achievements.

Why do you want to kill me? "

The fire wave surged, and he stood in the fire and shouted, not believing what Ao Bing could do to him.

Seeing the fire dragon charging at him again, he whipped his whip and struck again.

The dragon suddenly fell into disrepair and threw its head on the ground, sliding all the way to his feet.

Wen Zhong didn't think much, he just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

He yelled: "Ao Bing, your Taoist skills are only like this. After all, there is nothing I can do. I'm leaving!"

Wrapping up his sleeves, he dashed upwards with the light.

The eight-headed fire dragon saw it, cheered up, and followed closely behind with hundreds of millions of fire waves.

bang——

Hearing that Grand Master was flying and about to break out of the fire cloud, he suddenly hit the top of Linglong Tower.

This time the collision was extremely hard.

He was dizzy due to the direct collision, and dust fell from the crown of flames in the sky, and his black hair was scattered.

People will also fall down. Eight fire dragons wrapped around him, and all of them spurted out the true fire of Samadhi.

Wen Zhong felt hot all over and felt dizzy. How could he hold the Fire Avoiding Art?

The samadhi fire attacked him and turned into a ball of fire in an instant. He couldn't help but moan in pain.

"Ao Bing! Ao Bing!!"

He shouted loudly, and the prince couldn't help but listen, wanting to hear what he was going to say.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhong's voice was hoarse, and everyone was confused by the fever. He changed his words again:

"Oh my God, my God! I heard that Zhong reported to the country, that he was safe for the common people, that he was loyal to the emperor and the country, and that he was full of passion. Why do you have to kill me here!"

Why, why! ! "

At the end, the sound was shrill, gradually extinguished and disappeared into the tower.

outside world.

Ao Bing shook his head slightly, also feeling sorry for him.

This is destiny, who can reverse it?

No matter how loyal you are personally, how can you withstand the overwhelming trend of people's hearts?

King Zhou was unruly and the whole world was in rebellion. Not just Wen Zhong could put an end to it.

He collected the Golden Exquisite Tower and turned to the remaining Yin Shang sergeants with a serious expression.

"I heard that Zhong is dead. You can avoid death by surrendering!"

When the dragon soldiers and dragon generals heard this, they all shouted:

"Wen Zhong is dead, surrender to avoid death!"

"Wen Zhong is dead, surrender to avoid death!"

After shouting several times and roaring like a tsunami, the Yin Shang sergeant was so frightened that he immediately put down his weapon.

Ao Bing nodded with satisfaction and was about to ask someone to gather the remaining defeated soldiers.

Suddenly I saw the leading young general holding a sword and shouting:

"No surrender, no surrender!!"

Ao Bing wondered, are you drifting away, or am I unable to lift the knife?

You didn’t see me wearing the grace of the Five Mountains, did you?

Are you still thinking of fighting me now?

His face darkened, and he raised his hand to give him a shot.

Unexpectedly, a clever dragon soldier caught up with him, knocked him to the ground with a shot from his hook and sickle spear, and pulled him in front of Ao Bing.

Seeing someone taking action, he had to hold back his anger temporarily and asked: "What's your name?"

The young general stared at him with hatred and snorted: "I am Yu Qing. I heard that I am a disciple of the Grand Master and a military advisor."

It turns out to be the God of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Lords of the Thunder Department.

Ao Bing nodded, "Why don't you surrender?"

Yu Qing spat, "I am a general of the Celestial Dynasty. I respect the emperor above and serve the country below.

You are all part of the rebel bandits, so what qualifications do you have to ask me to surrender? "

Haha, you're not that big, but you're quite talented.

He smiled coldly and shot him in the chest.

Then he raised it to the sky, holding it in the air with one arm.

Wen Zhongdu has been killed, and there is no shortage of one more Tianjun Lei.

"Who else won't surrender?"

The [-] sergeants looked at each other in shock. The grand master was dead, and the military counselor was picked up in the air again.

Who dares to stab him?

The good ones are like a group of kittens, but they are afraid that their hands are not raised high enough.

Ao Bing immediately ordered the dragon soldiers and generals to ride up the strong wind and cover everyone.

Sergeant Yin Shang felt the wind whistling in his ears, his feet were fluttering and did not touch the ground, and he was surrounded by clouds and mist.

When he was down to earth, people had appeared outside Xiqi City.

Everyone couldn't help but panic.

From Qishan to Juelong Ridge, they walked like a dog chasing a rabbit for almost two months.

Unexpectedly, Ao Bing opened and closed his eyes and took them back to Xiqi.

I felt awe and fear for him in my heart, and I felt even more confused about my future destiny.

above the castle.

Jiang Ziya was anxiously waiting for the good news from Ao Bing. Suddenly he saw the prisoners outside the city and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He hurriedly led all the soldiers out of the city gate and rushed to greet him.

"Prince, what happened to Wen Zhong?"

There was hope in his eyes, for fear of hearing bad news.

Ao Bing smiled and was about to answer when he saw that his hand was wrapped in Bai Bu and was stained with blood, and his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what's wrong with your hand?"

(End of this chapter)