PFC Chapter 197 Gather together, the team is about to start!
Chapter 197 Gather together, the team is about to start!
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"Forge weapons from the Thunder Pool!"
Yang Lingxiao took a heavy step forward, raised his magic wand, and lightning condensed in the air, and it seemed that there were thunder gods and generals flying back and forth in the sky.
Under Yang Lingxiao's order, weapons were forged in the thunder pool, ready to be cut down directly.
"cut!"
"cut!!!!"
The thunder swords of the thunder soldiers in the sky slashed down, turning into a beam of light that heavily slammed into the entrance of the corpse nest in the distance.
I have the protection of the Heavenly Lord, my master, my stepmother, my third uncle, the spiritual officer, and the ancestors. Do you want to kill me?
"Boom!"
The ground collapsed, and lightning slashed down, blasting countless wax corpses into handfuls of nothingness. A strong wind blew past, and black ashes were everywhere on the ground.
But even so, it only shattered a layer of wax corpses.
And there are so many wax corpses hidden underneath.
Even the real culprits were not forced out.
"You have disturbed the order of the human world with your demonic bodies, and you shall be punished by being struck by thunder from the sky!"
"I, Yang Lingxiao, with my humble cultivation, follow the Master's orders and invite you, the alien creatures, to die!"
"Thunder Lord, help me!"
"Boom!"
The thunder from the void poured down layer by layer, but did not fall immediately. Instead, it kept wriggling and changing, and turned into a fuzzy-looking talisman. The talisman was so powerful that it made the wax corpses below wail continuously.
"fall!"
"fall!!!!"
The talisman fell, and the sky full of lightning slammed heavily into the corpse nest in the distance like a millstone. Layers of lightning gushed out, chopping layers of wax corpses into ashes.
The lightning in the void dissipated, and the Taoist robes on Yang Lingxiao's body had been replaced by Xuanlong ordinary clothes. He wore a jade hairpin on his head and stood barefoot. The nine-section magic staff in his hand had turned into a seemingly ordinary Tianpeng magic ruler!
Without Tianpeng, there is no thunder magic!
"Come again!"
"The Marshal has bestowed upon me a ruler to subdue demons and kill evil spirits!"
"Thunder comes!"
The Black Emperor's divine thunder was drawn down from the void and transformed into a lifelike black thunder dragon. The thunder dragon roared, and its divine power filled the sky.
"Come again!"
"Borrow the power of the Turtle Snake God General!"
The black thunder descended again, transforming into a black tortoise and a spirit snake. The two merged into one, presenting a statue of the Black Tortoise calming the void.
The Thunder Dragon appears in the sky, and the Black Tortoise is in control.
With one attack and one defense, the gushing corpse qi and tyrannical aura were suppressed again, and the wax corpses used as cannon fodder were flattened by the divine thunder.
The attack continued, and the layers of wax corpses underneath were immediately forcibly blasted open.
It was not until this time that Yang Lingxiao saw clearly what the Jiang family had done.
The four flying zombies were refined into nine incorruptible bones. Once they were combined into one, they would become a real ferocious beast with incorruptible bones.
That’s all!
Whose good ancestor is an army of a thousand armored soldiers?
Above the Qin corpse is the Han corpse!
And those wax corpses from the Han Dynasty were a fully standardized army.
What? You are such a cruel person when you are alive, and you want to kill Yama after you die, right?
"Roar!!!"
Seeing that they were discovered by Yang Lingxiao, the four flying zombies simply gave up hiding. They gathered a tremendous amount of corpse energy and spit it into the air. Wherever they passed, no grass grew.
"Nephew, be careful!"
Seeing the corpse energy rushing towards Yang Lingxiao, Diyi Mao, who had wiped out a row of wax corpses, immediately rushed out, swung his sword, but was blasted more than ten meters away by the corpse energy in the sky.
"Golden light!"
The golden light curse rises to suppress evil and darkness!
With a flick of his backhand, the Xuanyuan Sword immediately appeared in front of him. He slashed with the sword, and the aura of the King of Men immediately crushed him completely.
"Borrow order!"
"Respectfully invite the Star Envoys of Heavenly Injury and Heavenly Loneliness!"
"Use the starlight to suppress and kill this beast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a star halo appeared, and transformed into two phantoms wearing golden armor, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the left was dressed as a Buddhist ascetic, and the one on the right was dressed as a monk.
"Don't panic, Brother Yang, Wu Song is here!"
"Brother Yang, I'm here to help you too!"
The sound faded and the shadows dispersed, leaving only two hearty laughs.
"Starlight, descend!!!"
As the two of them guided it, the starry halo in the sky immediately penetrated into Yang Lingxiao's body, and then merged into the Xuanyuan Sword, which was emitting a majestic glow.
"Borrow order!"
"Respectfully invite the Lord of the Big Dipper!"
"Use the aura of the stars to fight and kill the fang demon!"
"Follow the law!"
The Star Envoys under the Star Lord responded immediately, gathering the power of the stars and dropping it behind Yang Lingxiao.
"Beidou Shenglong, descend!"
The star halo flipped and then transformed into a hundred-foot sword shadow that slammed heavily into the four flying zombies. The flying zombies used their incorruptible bones to fight back, and their corpse qi collided with the starlight, chopping off countless century-old wax corpses.
"Master, get ready!"
The figures of Fu Meng and Heishan appeared out of thin air, and then they reported to Yang Lingxiao in a low voice.
"True Lord, the formation has been set!"
Captain Zuo and Yan Chixia followed closely behind.
He doesn't have the brains to go head-to-head with so many zombies.
At this point we have to talk about the tradition of Maoshan.
Hurry up, the group is starting!
"Uncle Master, the group is starting!"
Yang Lingxiao pulled the first Mao out of the battle circle and then spoke in a confident voice.
The group started?
The first Mao’s eyes were so clear and scary!
"Nephew, I want to play in the peak match, the peak match!"
"Uncle Master, can you defeat Uncle Master Qianhe?"
Yang Lingxiao turned his head in surprise.
"I beat him to death thirteen times with one hand!"
"Your master slapped me and made me unconscious for thirteen days!"
Yang Lingxiao: “…”
"Where is the Twelve Immortals Army?"
Self-martyrdom means you are alone and helpless.
I carry the entire Maoshan Mountain on my back, and you tell me I want to martyr myself?
"exist!!!"
Twelve people appeared out of thin air and stood around the formation base.
"Ancestor!"
"Master!"
"Master, uncle!"
Following Yang Lingxiao's summons, a crack suddenly appeared in the void, and then grew larger and larger until a series of figures walked out of it.
The leader was a guardian celestial master wearing a white Taoist robe, his body filled with Taoist energy and a wafting aura.
Following behind were forty supreme elders, forty-eight second-generation elders, four divisions of Taoist soldiers, two halls of light and dark law enforcement, and elite disciples.
The dragon roared, and Shi Jian, dressed in a golden Taoist robe, rode on the dragon and came flying. In the center of the robe hung a nine-story exquisite pagoda, with dragons and phoenixes hanging on both sides, and the surrounding area was filled with dense seals of the ancestors!
With one glance, all the evil spirits were shocked!
The headmaster's robe!
The title of Thunder King appeared behind his head, and his aura surged, making countless demons and monsters feel as if they had seen a monster.
Uncle Jiu was still wearing an apricot-yellow robe, with a ruler hanging from his waist, a scroll in his hand, and a sword hanging behind his back, one side representing virtue and the other representing reason.
Taoist Simu sat upright on the golden coffin, holding a command flag in his arms, like a god who had arrived to guard the altar.
Taoist Master Qianhe came strolling over in the attire of a headmaster, casually carrying a peach wood sword on his back. He exuded righteousness, and all he needed was a large banner with the words "Vanguard General" written on it.
"Ling Xiao, Uncle seems to have heard someone trying to snatch the qualification to compete in the peak competition from Uncle?"
"Is that you, First Mao?"
First Mao: "...I'll just watch and not say anything!"
"We greet the eldest brother!!!"
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