Fu Canglu

Chapter 495 Heavy Snow on Terracotta ([-])

After crossing more than half of the Western Regions, the frozen snow in the snow field became deeper and deeper.

In the flying snow, there is a touch of scarlet color.

like blood.

Blood just spattered.

It's far away from the terracotta, so you can't hear the trampling sound of the coming war.

Just above this extremely quiet snowfield, lay a red and white figure.

His snow-white mask was torn apart, falling not far in front of him, the upper half was still covering his forehead, and the exposed lower half was scarlet.

The muscles and bones in the Great Sage White Tiger's body were washed away by the sword energy, destroying most of them, so that his cultivation began to become unstable.

Behind him, there is a small blood hole, blood gurgling out from inside, dyed the whole big white clothes red, flowing on the snow field, some of them have been frozen and formed ice stubble, some of them are actually boiling and burning, rising It turned into smoke, and it drifted away, covering the area of ​​ten feet around the snowy ground with a layer of light red.

This sword intent is indeed strong enough.

If it were a human cultivator in the realm of an ordinary master, he would fall here if he received such a sword.

But the Great Sage White Tiger did not die.

His physique has been pierced by this sword, and even his realm has been shattered by this sword.

But after all, he survived.

It's just that he no longer has the strength to move, he can't even move a finger.

Not to mention using the magical power of teleportation to send himself back to the Bachi Mountain Chess Palace to heal his injuries.

He could only lie on the snow.

Fortunately, in the snowy plains of the Western Regions, all human cultivators have been punished by the Shan Hai Jing.

It's a pity that all the monsters were also mobilized and left their original territory.

How many monsters are there in the entire Western Region?
Qi Liang and Northern Wei didn't know, but they will know soon.

The Great Sage White Tiger was lying on the snow, all the remaining demon power in his body had been eroded by the sword intent, and his blood couldn't suppress the pain of broken bones, so waves of severe pain hit him.

The deep roar of the tiger came from above the snow.

He specifically waited until the man named Li Changge left the Central Plains before choosing to fully recover.

The bloody scene of the human sword cultivator killing himself on Bachi Mountain caused a huge impact and shock to the entire Western Region.

What if his real deity came?

Would the Western Regions dare to gather monsters like this?
The Great Sage White Tiger buried his head in the snow, breathing deeply the biting chill.

He knew that he was not resourceful, so he stopped using extraneous thoughts, but quietly thought about the arrangements in the chess palace.

Bewitching.

Bewitching.

How long will I have to wait before I can be taken back to the chess palace?
How long will it take until "it" finishes its work on Chitu?
On the Fengsui side, if they resisted desperately, it would probably take several days.

The Great Sage White Tiger thought that he might lie on his stomach in this snow for several days, and felt a little irritable for no reason. The roar that overflowed from the pain between his teeth was filled with a deep and hoarse rage.

He regretted that he went alone to intercept Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan.

His original intention was not to seize the demon sword, nor was he to intercept and kill the two of them before they returned to Chitu, but fortunately, he did prevent them from reaching Chitu.

After counting the time, the "beast tide" is about to fall.

The Great Sage White Tiger lowered his eyebrows.

He is very clear.

After a while, Fengsui will be forced into a desperate situation.

Even if the young scholar named Qi Shu reacted and ordered the retreat immediately, it was too late.

This is a poisonous plan.

A very long plot.

Thirteen Districts.

The lingering sound of the "retreat" did not dissipate.

Mr. Qi Shu's voice came for the second time.

"retreat!!!"

This time, the voice was a little irritable and even urging.

His Highness and Wei Lingshan looked at each other, feeling a little bewildered.

Wang Luo's fingers, which were gripping the spear tightly, also loosened slightly.

With a murderous aura, he just waited for Qi Shu to give an order.

retreat?

Immediately after the magic circle on the snow field, there were many noisy voices for no reason!
"Boom"

It was like thunder, and it was like a roar, mixed with tremors like rushing thunder, and the sound of curses from the human race!

"The eight districts encountered a wave of beasts. There was no sign, no sign, and it came out of thin air!"

"The second district encountered a wave of beasts! I can't resist it! Ping Yaosi Tianzi No. [-] No. [-] The full team is dead!"

"Four districts!"

In an instant, the tragic sound that almost tore the eardrums spread to the empty snow in the thirteenth district.

His Highness's complexion became extremely pale.

The same was true for Wang Luo. On the snowy ground, the originally extremely gentle voice in the city lord's mansion suddenly became violent at this moment.

Qi Shu seemed to throw everything at hand, and shouted angrily: "People from the red earth! I said back! Did you hear me!"

This elegant scholar was in a state of rage at the moment, his voice was high-pitched, and the shouting in the city lord's mansion even spread to the snow in the thirteenth district: "The beacon is ready for battle! Send out all the troops! Get out of the city immediately! Take back all the people who can come from' Chi Tu' come back!"

"The Chitu people don't fight, just retreat!"

He yelled hard, suppressing the possibility that he had just had a sudden flash of inspiration, and he was almost hoarse: "Those in the thirteenth district! Don't fight! Just retreat! Can you save a few people?" How many!"

After shouting this, Qi Shu of the City Lord's Mansion was already drenched in sweat, his back was pierced, and he fell to the ground a little weakly. His roar was so loud that the City Lord's Mansion could be heard from outside the door. When he arrived, he saw Qi Shu sitting on the ground in a dejected state.

Qi Shu's face was miserable, he glanced at Xiao Wuhui, he was already a little tired.

Facing the magic circle, he said in a hoarse voice: "Yi Shaoran, go back to the City Lord's Mansion. Take me to see the beast tide outside the thirteenth district."

The thirteen districts of terracotta spanned one district, and it didn't take too long.

Mr. Qi Shu's roar was constantly trembling throughout the "Chitu", but it was a pity that it was extremely weak amidst the trampling sounds of monsters.

His Royal Highness, Wei Lingshan and Wang Luo separated in two directions.

On the entire piece of terracotta, there are not many people patrolling, but the number of apportioned numbers is at least thousands.

Along the way, Yi Xiao turned pale.

Where did this beast tide come from?

It was the same as the last beast tide that came to the Fengsui Great Wall for no reason.

Appears out of thin air.

District [-], District [-], and District [-] are the three most dangerous districts listed by Qi Shu, and there is not even a trace of evil spirit.

And when they arrived at the tenth district, they could see the black beast tide rushing towards the end of the terracotta land, the Great Wall of Beacons.

With a roar, His Royal Highness rushed into the beast tide, and the Slaughtering Sword Field opened wide. For this kind of large beast tide, the Slaughtering Sword Field was a disaster. His Little Highness was like a god of death, the sword light suddenly turned, and rushed out a long line. road!
The beast tide this time is different from the last one.

These monsters don't have a leader.

Not even a little chess master from the chess palace was dispatched.

And these monsters are not afraid of their own killing sword domain at all, and they are dragged into the sword domain and chopped into thousands of pieces, and they also blatantly attack.

The power of one person seems too small in the huge number of beasts.

His Royal Highness charged and killed in the tide of beasts, the blood was all over the ground, and the armor of the human race was smashed into blood foam in the torrent of iron hooves of monsters. He lowered his head, and there was not even a dying human life see.

After killing dozens of breaths, Yi Xiao, who wasted a lot, was suddenly pulled up by Wei Lingshan, and climbed to a height of about ten feet.

Yi Xiao's eyes were scarlet, his body was covered in blood, and he was panting heavily.

Where did such a wave of beasts come from?
The beast horde in the tenth district alone has already reached nearly [-].

Together, thirty thousand.

If all the defenders of Fengsui come out, the [-] beast hordes will surely be crushed to death on this snowy field today.

The terracotta has really become a veritable terracotta.

It's just Mr. Qi Shu's order to retreat.

Want to defend the city?
Yi Xiao stared at the densely packed black beast tide below, full of rising blood mist, almost reaching the height of his toes.

The garrison of Chitu disappeared just like that?

Wei Lingshan's voice was a bit sad: "Don't watch it, there's nothing left to live for."

This sudden horde of beasts should have descended out of thin air, and was "moved" out by people with great supernatural powers.

A total of ten districts, [-] in each district, a total of [-]!
Thirty thousand!
His Highness was about to burst into tears.

The great sage of the demon clan actually has such supernatural powers?
After being struck by the elder brother's sword, it is possible to launch such a violent surprise attack from countless distances away?
How outrageous is this?

Wei Lingshan carried His Royal Highness in his arms, flapping the wings behind his back, and continued to climb higher.

Visible in the distance, the whole piece of terracotta was covered with heavy snow, and it was in chaos.

Qi Liang's thousands of defenders were almost dead in the terracotta soil, and the dark tide of monsters and beasts crushed past. The number was far greater than ever before, and they kept gathering while running to each other. Converging toward the middle, they finally merged, trampling on the land of the thirteenth central district, forming a long road, and "slowly" advancing towards the direction of the Fengsui Great Wall.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath.

He didn't look in the direction of the beacon, because there was a powerful force there enough to meet the beast tide.

Even the [-] beast horde was stronger than any previous years, and it was not enough to look at in front of the defenders who were fully armed with beacon fire.

He understood what Qi Shu said, what it meant.

What Qi Shu was worried about was not the [-] beast tide.

And outside of the Chitu, there was an ever-advancing wave of "Three Thousand" beasts.

Is it really three thousand?

That is the lead of the Western Regions.

Qi Shu wants to fight, seeks to fight, and the people behind the scenes in the Western Regions happen to be familiar with this.

If Qi Shu really attacked, then the beast horde that descended out of nowhere just now would become the immediate spoiler.

Immediately afterwards, there was an army of monsters outside Chitu.

Unless the horde of [-] beasts from the monster race comes, there is absolutely no possibility of breaking through the Fengsui Great Wall.

Yaozu wants to break through the beacon tower.

If it's a hundred thousand, it's not enough.

It is necessary for Fengsui to let go of taboos and fight with all his strength.

Qi Shu needs to be hooked.

Yi Xiao's face was pale, and he said softly, "Let's go outside Chitu."

(End of this chapter)