The world of Taoism

Chapter 97 The Yellow Turban Lux

Chapter 97 The Yellow Turban Lux
"Duke!"

The person in front of him was wearing a half-shattered mask, with dragon eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his spirit was shining brightly.

When Zhou Xuan saw this person, he immediately exclaimed.

It turned out that this person was Du Gong, the head of the Sangongjiao.

During this period of time, Zhou Xuan also had some understanding of this religion.

Sangongjiao is a sect that has been passed down for a long time.

It was born about 600 years ago.

It was at the end of the Han Dynasty 600 years ago.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, and the common people live in dire straits.

From this was born a religion with a wide following.

This religion is called Tiangong religion.

I don't know the founder's name, but I only know that his title is General Tiangong.

Legend has it that this person has dragon eyebrows and tiger eyes, a blue face and fangs, and a white horn on his forehead. He looks like a mortal and is regarded as a god.

General Tiangong can control thunder and lightning, drive monsters, and the talisman water he made brings people back to life.

And there are countless heavenly soldiers and generals under General Tiangong, all of whom are invulnerable.

Under the leadership of General Tiangong, the Tiangong Sect set off a rebellion that spread across the country.

Although the rebellion ended in less than a year, it became the last straw that crushed the Han Dynasty.

After the death of General Tiangong, his one-horn, dragon eyebrows and tiger eyes, and blue-faced fangs were made into three masks.

Sangongjiao came from this.

"You actually killed so many good fighters of mine." Du Gong stood where he was and did not attack everyone.

"Are you the ghost partridge?" Zhou Xuan asked, his eyes fixed on Duke Du.

Du Gong didn't answer, he looked around at the corpses, with his hands behind his back, and he didn't look straight at people.

"You inherit Lei Gong's inheritance. We are of the same origin. If you belong to me, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. Otherwise..." Du Gong smiled slightly, holding the spell in his hand, and chanted the spell in a low voice.

While the duke was speaking, the mouse that had already been touched secretly launched an attack in an instant.

Like a leopard, the five-foot-long mouse flew towards Dugong.

Zhou Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, this is not a game, how could he wait for someone to prepare the spell before doing it.

It's a pity that this guy doesn't look at people straight, otherwise Zhou Xuan could plot against this person.

Maxima's speed was fast, with each step spanning a distance of four or five meters, he instantly got closer to Dugong.

Zhou Xuan stretched out his right palm, visualized Lei Tu in his heart, and pinched his fingers.

Imagining that the energy of the internal organs is emitted from the hands, and at the same time a word pops out of the mouth.

"collapse!"

Under the blessing of Thunder Mask, an invisible wave swept over.

There was a sound of thunder, and thousands of miles of ghosts and gods were shocked!

The power of thunder and lightning is one of the most sacred powers in the world, which can dispel evil spirits and kill demons.

Although the thunder method of the viscera and six viscera is only imitating a little charm.

This alone has already shocked ghosts and gods.

"Good Leifa!" A trace of surprise flashed in Dugong's eyes.

Dugong seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and swallowed a talisman at the same time, his body swelled up a few points, and then turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

Boom!

The invisible air wave punched a hole in the ground.

Gravel flew around, and gunpowder smoke scattered.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yi and the others attacked, and five crossbow arrows flew towards them.

The arrow flashed a cold blue light, as if it had been smeared with some kind of toxin.

Dugong dare not wait slowly.

After all, it is only a body of flesh and blood, once it is shot by these things, it will die on the spot.

Everyone's attack was in vain.

At the same time, Dugong has prepared his spells.

He took out a handful of yellow paper from his pocket and sprinkled it to the sky.

A human figure was cut out of the yellow paper with scissors, on which was written "Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, Divine Soldiers are as urgent as laws." On the back were some incomprehensible runes.

The yellow talisman papers fell like rain, as if pulled by some kind of force, they each stuck to the backs of the corpses.

At the same time, Du Gong stepped on his feet like a ghost.

Every time at a critical moment, he escaped the attack of everyone.

Du Gong's voice was rapid, and he was chanting mantras.

"I invite the Heavenly Soldiers God General to come down to the mortal world, holding a sword and stepping on the clouds, and the golden light method will shine brightly.

Promoting the power to show its might, stepping on the fighting order, urging the heavenly soldiers to move in all directions.

The magic soldiers are as urgent as the law, melt! "

The spell is finished.

Dugong's eyes glowed with golden light, and the mask on the right half shone with golden light, and the dragon eyebrows and tiger eyes seemed to come alive.

A coercion descended on the earth, and everyone felt suffocated, as if the gods in the sky had really come down to earth.

The power of the gods is like a prison, and the will of the gods is like the sea.

The yellow paper pasted on the corpse burned, turning into a ray of light and blending into the corpse.

The corpse on the ground came back to life, the wounds on his body healed quickly, and his body grew rapidly.

"Lishi is here!" Du Gong shouted in a deep voice.

Whoa!

The corpse stood up.

Every corpse looks the same.

The upper body is naked, brass-colored, with knotted muscles, two meters tall, with a face like ruby, and has a lot of strength vertically and horizontally.

There are about thirty corpses in all kinds of places.

These people are called Yellow Turban Warriors, which is one of the unique skills of General Tiangong.

Legend has it that General Tiangong has the art of cutting paper into soldiers and can turn yellow paper into soldiers and horses.

The Yellow Turban Warriors are heavenly warriors summoned from the sky.

Infinitely powerful, as fast as a tiger and leopard, possessing incredible power.

It's a pity that half of Dugong's mask was broken.

In addition, the inheritance was somewhat lost, so Du Gong could only borrow the corpses of the people to provide the body of the Heavenly Soldiers God General to live in.

The yellow turban wrestlers each had the strength of a thousand catties, and ran towards the crowd.

"Assemble!" Zhou Xuan said.

Everyone immediately surrounded Zhou Xuan.

boom!
A yellow turban wrestler swung a casserole-sized fist and smashed it down on Zhou Xuan's head.

The fist is as big as a sandbag. If it hits the head firmly, it may explode the whole head.

The mouse screamed, arched its body, and flicked hard to the ground, using the impact force to push away the yellow scarf warrior.

Zhou Xuan stepped forward with a sharp look in his eyes.

Clang!
The light of the knife flashed, and it struck the neck of the yellow scarf warrior.

Click!

"What a strong defense!" Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

This yellow turban wrestler has rough skin and thick flesh, and is also very strong. Zhou Xuan didn't behead him, but got stuck on his neck instead.

The yellow turban wrestler didn't know pain, and was brave enough to grab Zhou Xuan's long knife with both hands.

Next to it came two huge fists.

Bang!

The rat knocked one into the air, then disemboweled it.

Zhou Xuan rolled around like a lazy donkey, dodging the attack.

boom!
An invisible air wave blasted a bloody hole in the upper body of the yellow turban wrestler on the side.

The body of the yellow turban warrior fell to the ground and turned into fly ash.

A muffled groan came from behind, Zhou Xuan looked back, and saw Zhou Zhou and others beheading a yellow scarf wrestler.

next to.

He Yingning is agile and skillful in swordsmanship, constantly dealing with the yellow scarf fighters, and occasionally stabs them, so he is in the upper hand.

"Master, don't worry! Leave it to us." Zhou Yi clasped the weapon tightly in both hands, with blood dripping from the tiger's mouth, and laughed loudly.

They are not dead men of Zhou Xuan, but Zhou Xuan.

When necessary, he can block the knife for Zhou Xuan.

As long as one of them is still alive, Zhou Xuan will definitely not be injured.

The yellow turban wrestlers are not afraid of death and are extremely difficult to deal with.

Although Zhou Xuan killed five or six, the others also killed two or three.

However, compared to the remaining 20 yellow turban wrestlers, it is still a bit insignificant.

The encirclement circle is getting smaller and smaller, Zhou Xuan's thunder method can't be used much, it can only be used in key places, and their situation is over.

Seeing this scene, Du Gong, who distanced himself from everyone in the distance, gradually let go of his guard.

"How strong is the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

Du Gong smiled slightly, and looked at Zhou Xuan: "Surrender allegiance, or die?"

Finally got it right!
Zhou Xuan was delighted in his heart.

This guy is very cunning, and now he finally seizes the opportunity.

"Death to me!"

Zhou Xuan gave a loud shout.

All the qi of the internal organs and six internal organs are poured into the eyes.

Zhou Xuan's eyes were red, and blood flowed faintly.

"what!"

In Dugong's eyes, Zhou Xuan's eyes flashed a bright blue light.

Lightning strike!

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