After the immortal disappeared

The city gate was filled with smoke, and the ground was not clear.

He Lingchuan was not idle either, and waved to everyone: "Come on, let's go for the second round!"

He had good eyesight and saw that the first few fire crossbows were all shot away by Nian Songyu. This guy was really good at fighting after being furious. He Lingchuan thought it was better to send the Buddha to heaven.

Anyway, the first round was done, which was considered to be a complete break with the national teacher. The second and third rounds would at most tear off the underwear. Everyone had no objection and was busy loading.

The second round was also sent out smoothly.

He Lingchuan realized that the noise of firing nail bullets was the loudest and deafening. In fact, in terms of power, the catapult might be more terrifying. Although it would not explode on the ground, the improved catapult on the city gate actually had a continuous firing function. After being fully loaded at one time, it could throw 24 balls of rolling stones continuously!

If it was manually controlled, errors were inevitable; but in Panlong City controlled by the black dragon, these 24 shots almost hit the same position, which was where Sun Fuping stood.

He Lingchuan put himself in Sun Fuping's shoes. If he stood in Sun Fuping's position, he would be beaten into a paper man if he didn't receive the fourth flint, or he would be crushed into a meat paste.

So, did they interrupt Sun Fuping's evil spell?

The demon apes and sand leopards made of scorched earth and magma took shape again, rushed up and started to dig.

Stone balls, nail bullets and other messy things turned this open space into a ruin with a lot of debris.

Even the black dragon lowered its head, wanting to see whether the two would live or die.

...

Ignoring the gasps around him, He Chunhua's mind worked quickly.

The blood sacrifice formation was already in operation and would take effect in a blink of an eye. What should he do? Where is there any way to survive?

His eyes fell on the commander of the Gale Army ten feet away.

These resentful souls did not go away, but just retreated not far away and stood still.

He Chunhua suddenly came up with a plan and gestured to them again-

Attack!

Attack the Thunder Formation!

In their lifetime, the Dafeng Army would never have drawn their weapons against Zhong Shengguang. But at this moment, one of the remaining wills of these heroes is to obey military orders and march forward bravely! Thousands of heroes turned their heads in unison, gathered the resentful souls around them again and rushed to the Tianlei formation, and followed closely behind. Soon, nearly a thousand resentful souls hit the formation and turned to ashes. There were no more wandering resentful souls nearby, and the shouts of the officers and soldiers of the Dafeng Army pierced the sky. Then, they raised their swords, spears and lances and rushed towards the formation! The sound of hooves was like thunder and the horses were like dragons. Facing such a team was like standing at the Guantang Bridge and seeing the tide of August 16 coming towards you. He Chunhua roared: "Give up resistance, be careful to dodge!" Then, the Dafeng Army ran into the Tianlei formation head-on. This time, the tremor of the formation was more violent than the previous two times. The first three rows of heroes did not even have time to roar before they turned into flying ashes. The latecomers filled the position without any hesitation.

The thunder rumbled, but the number of heroes scattered was visibly reduced.

Finally, when the sixth row of heroes arrived, He Chunhua's Sheji Order lost the last trace of green light.

The beast head of the staff finally opened its mouth, and the kite coin fell to the ground, but was covered by the sound of horse hooves.

The thunder formation was broken.

This was certainly due to the Black Water City Army's abandonment of resistance and lack of fighting spirit, and the impact of the outstanding and powerful Dafeng Army.

He Chunhua didn't care about anything else and rushed out of the formation.

His impatience was the best demonstration. The actions of others were exactly the same as his, and they even stepped on each other.

He rushed out of the formation for only two feet, and a painful scream came from behind.

He Chunhua looked back, and the scene made him shudder:

The red light of the blood sacrifice formation rose to the sky, more than ten times stronger than before?

There were hundreds of people under his command, and some of them left the formation at different speeds. When the red light suddenly appeared, dozens of people failed to escape in time. At this time, they fell to the ground, as if all their strength was drained away.

But others did not dare to enter the formation to help, because their skin shrunk rapidly, and after three breaths, they were skin and bones, their nails fell off, their hair turned white, and they withered like straw.

He Chunhua saw with his own eyes that a confidant asked him for help, and his hand stretched out of the formation. He originally had small triangular eyes, but because his face was shrunk like a skull, his eyeballs were bulging and round.

He Chunhua wanted to pull the man out, but he retracted his hand when he reached the edge of the circle. In the end, the man's eyeballs rolled out of his eye sockets and fell to the ground.

Situ Han was faster. Seeing that his brother fell on the edge of the formation, he hurriedly used the back of the knife to pull him out. But he was also disabled below the waist, and he kept wailing on the ground.

When the red light faded, only dozens of skeletons wearing clothes and hair fluttering in the wind remained in the formation.

And a ball of white light appeared in the formation at some point, and before everyone could see clearly, it "swooshed" into the well!

The strange thing was that the well that could be entered by both resentful spirits and humans could enter, but this ball of white light could not enter.

It bounced back.

The white light seemed to be unbelievable, and it crashed twice in succession, and failed again and again.

When the blood sacrifice formation was launched, the Dafeng Army also stayed far away, as if they knew how powerful it was; until the red light disappeared and the Tianlei formation lost its effect, the Dafeng Army gathered around.

The ball of white light seemed to have attracted their attention. The white light hit the wall in the well, and several Dafeng Army leaders looked at each other, as if they had a telepathic connection, and first threw out a net.

The white light seemed to have eyes and dodged, but the net suddenly became several times larger and still caught it.

The Gale Army closed the net, and then the swords, guns and swords came to greet the net, and each blow was firmly planted on the white light.

Their weapons were all insubstantial, but they shattered after being struck a few times, and even the arms holding the weapons became insubstantial little by little. The soldiers on the side raised their swords and cut off the leaders' arms at shoulder level, thus blocking the changes in their souls.

As a heroic spirit, this kind of injury is nothing and can be recovered with time.

Upon seeing this, the commander of the Gale Army who was the first to fight with He Chunhua and others once again threw the weapon in his hand as a javelin, and was hit by a white light.

The remaining generals also followed suit.

Seeing this, Situ Han also threw out his long knife. As a result, it penetrated the well and fell in, without causing any harm to Bai Guang.

He Chunhua said: "Pure weapons are not enough."

Seeing that the Gale Army was about to deal a second wave of damage to Bai Guang, the latter suddenly burst into glory.

That light, let alone human beings, would be avoided even by heroic spirits.

Fortunately, the bright light only lasted for a moment. When everyone came to their senses, the white light disappeared.

The generals of the Gale Army stood there for a few seconds, as if they had received some news or made some decision, and then led their troops and horses into the pond.

After all, there is no entity, so there is no need to rush. They are as powerful as they come out of the pond, and they are as fast as they come back.

In just a dozen breaths, there was not a single heroic spirit left in front of the temple.

Everyone stood at the edge of the formation, breathing heavily, and remained silent for a long time.