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    In fact, everyone understood from the beginning that no matter how powerful and difficult the machine beasts on the ground were to deal with, the real key was just the two Xiong Gui standing high up there.  [+New^^+As long as these two people are taken down, the machine beasts will be just dead objects without any threat no matter how many times they are. So as soon as the others resisted the machine spiders, Mingyue pounced directly on the machine spiders.  Two people.

    However, Xiong Guoguang and Gui Hongliang have naturally known this for a long time and have been prepared for it. The position they are standing is far enough away from Xiaoxia and Nangong Wuji. Even if Xiaoxia wants to use the talisman spell to sneak attack, it is out of reach. Ling Wusheng and Tianhe  Not to mention the two martial arts masters Gui.  The only one who could attack the two of them at this distance was Mingyue's magical power.

    Therefore, Xiong Guoguang was not surprised at all by Mingyue's sudden killing move. He just flicked his fingers and defeated Mingyue's transformed figure with a few blasts of Gangfeng Qi.

    The several powerful Heavenly Dragon Claw Gangs on the other side are far more powerful and powerful than the mere illusions used to deal with Xiong Guoguang.  Mingyue also knows that at least for now, Gui Hongliang, who is hiding in the machine beast, is the real murderer of the dangerous situation below. This move is to go all out, with several sharp claws crisscrossing down, even if the machine beast is a package  Wood and stone covered with a layer of gold and iron armor are far stronger than flesh and blood, and can only be torn to pieces.

    However, the tiger-like mechanism beast carrying Gui Hongliang showed amazing reflexes and dexterity at this time. It was not like a mechanism made of wood and stone at all, but jumped like a real living beast.  He stood up, contracted his limbs in the air, rolled, and managed to dodge several criss-crossing claws.  In the loud noise, the high ground of the mechanical building where the two mechanical beasts were standing was torn to pieces, with large and small pieces falling and flying.

    Soaring, dozens of smaller explosions of firearms sounded densely in a very short period of time. The firearms installed on the limbs of the machine tiger continuously flashed fire, and all the figures of the surrounding moon were scattered and disappeared.  Only one of them did not dissipate. Instead, it covered its face and screamed in pain as it fell downwards. It was obviously Mingyue's true body.

    ???????? Two mechanical tigers jumped down to the ground.  The bright moon not far away also fell to the ground and stood firm, but her face was pale and she was covering her lower abdomen with one hand, looking painful.  The projectiles fired from these small firearms are solid.  There was no explosion, and apart from being extremely fast, the power was only about the same as a strong bow and crossbow. It was enough to deal with ordinary people in the world, but it could not penetrate Ming Yue's dress made of snow spider silk.  Even if he was hit on the arm that was protecting Mingyue's face, there would be no serious damage except for a slight bleeding. However, he still suffered some hidden injuries after being hit several times in the chest and abdomen.

    Gui Hongliang's gloomy voice came from the mechanism tiger: "Second Miss, don't be impatient, and don't underestimate our mechanism skills. I don't want to hurt you. If you do this again, I will only  First, command all the firearms to fire in a concentrated manner, blowing everyone over there into pieces, and then I will find a way to deal with you slowly."

    Mingyue's expression changed several times. After looking at the unscathed body of the machine tiger, she didn't dare to really try again.  At this time, there was a harsh and loud clicking sound in the distance, but it was the two machine spiders that were squeezed by the wave of Gang Qi released by Nangong Wuji's wave, completely deformed and twisted, and turned into two piles of wood and stone garbage.  But soon there were more machine beasts rushing towards there.  Mingyue paused for a moment, and disappeared in a flash, but then turned back to help.

    "It's a pity, it's a pity." Xiong Guoguang, who was standing on the tiger's head and looking over there, shook his head slightly.  There seemed to be some regret in the sigh.  "If Nangong Wuji could spend less than half of his energy on his own cultivation, once he crosses the threshold of innateness based on the Confucian sect's righteous methods, he would be one of the few masters in the world just based on his Haorangang. It's a pity that he has wasted his whole life running around in common affairs.  His energy and character were also influenced by Xuan Xuanzi, and in the end he leaned towards the indifferent temperament of Taoism. However, if he had not been busy working hard, he would not have gained the great reputation that everyone expected. This is due to the general trend of the world, and Confucianism should decline  The end.¡±

    "It doesn't matter what Confucianism or Taoism he has, he is destined to die today anyway." Gui Hongliang replied gloomily, and then his voice became much more steady and slow, and the madness was much less aura.  "I think. Let's just kill him with mechanical firearms now. Finish the most important thing first. Anyway, we have already discussed it with the other side, and the result will be the same no matter what.

    "Don't worry, I said it. It's interesting to take your time. It's interesting to have variables. Wouldn't it be too boring if everything was heading towards the final result? And you see, the variables haven't changed yet.  , isn't it telling us that he will change as we think?" Xiong Guoguang said slowly.  At this time, another trap spider in the distance exploded, and the aftermath of the dazzling fire swept past.  Xiong Guoguang's wide robe, long sleeves and long hair were blown back. He remained motionless and his facial expression remained unchanged. He really looked like a man with good health.In the depths of the eyes of the famous Confucian scholar who reflected the light of the explosion, a kind of strange madness was constantly flashing and beating.

    The flames of the explosion were nearby, but the scorching air wave did not rush over. It was blocked by an invisible and invisible force about ten feet away from everyone.

    "I'll do my best. If you can find a chance, go first." Nangong Wuji stretched out his hand and pushed, and the fire and the remains of the machine beast in front were pushed aside by a strong force.  He stepped forward, an abnormal blush appearing on his face.  "Remember, you have to go first."

    "Master Wuji! Don't force yourself, your body won't be able to bear the force of the energy." Ling Wusheng shouted anxiously when he saw this.

    ¡°Remember what I just said, you must leave first if you have the chance.¡± Nangong Wuji walked forward quickly without looking back.

    "Just protect Mr. Wuji, rush out first!" At this time, Tianhe Ghost also smashed the middle body of another mechanism spider, tore off two chunks of the thickest armor from the wreckage, and threw them to Ling  Five wins and one piece, he also took one as a shield and rushed forward to protect Nangong Wuji.  The powerful energy displayed by Nangong Wuji's move made him startled, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. From this look, it seems that it is not impossible to rush out.  He turned to Xiaoxia and shouted: "Boy, don't hide any talismans and means and use them all. And you'd better use your head. Think about what else you can do to deal with these lumps of wood and stone."

    Seeing their intention to break out, the nearby machine beasts also started to move. Some had bows, crossbows, hidden weapons, and firearms, while some more dexterous ones swooped in, catching nets, smoke, and venom in mid-air.  The waits are coming in endlessly and overwhelmingly.  But Nangong Wuji just flicked his sleeves, and a powerful wave of Gangqi was suppressed head-on, blowing all the bows, crossbows, smoke and hidden weapons away without a trace.  Even several machine beasts in mid-air flew back and hit other machine beasts, their limbs broken and parts flying everywhere.

    At the same time, two lines of Yin Hong's blood also gush out from Nangong Wuji's nasal cavity.

    "Master Wuji!" Ling Wusheng's eyes were about to split, and hot tears rolled down his face.  But there was nothing he could do.  He could only carry the remains of the machine beast armor that Tianhe Ghost threw to him, which was larger than the largest Eight Immortals Table, and protect it on one side. The heavy rain of firearm projectiles hit it with a deafening sound, and even he could not hear his own screams.  Voice.

    Tianhe Ghost was carrying the remains of a larger mechanism that could almost be used as a wall to protect the other side. The method he came up with was indeed effective. The armor of this mechanism could not be penetrated by bows and small firearm projectiles.  Even the smaller size's explosive projectiles can withstand it. As for the one with the strongest explosive force that can break mountains and split rocks, Gui Hongliang, who controls the machine beast, seems to be afraid to use it because Mingyue has already turned back and is following it.  Behind Nangong Wuji.

    Several machine beasts circled behind and wanted to pounce from behind, but Xiaoxia, who had never made a move, finally threw the talisman, but this time it was no longer a fire spell. After the talisman took action, it transformed into  An ancient clock made a clear sound and then turned into clear light.  The sound of the bell resounded throughout the audience and was so heart-wrenching that even the deafening sound of firearms could not cover up.

    Amidst the scattered clear light and melodious bells, several machine beasts seemed to be unscathed, but they all suddenly stopped moving.  Like a sculpture, it stayed in place without moving.  After one or two breaths, the two machine beasts at the edge moved, and seemed to show some signs of recovery. However, compared with the previous vigorous and agile movements, they suddenly became abnormally slow and sluggish, and they stopped for a moment.  After a while, he felt like a centenarian who was half-dead from rheumatism.

    Sure enough.  Xiaoxia nodded secretly.  The Ghost Heart Curse can only operate on the flesh and blood of living beings, and cannot directly act on dead objects such as wood and stone. The so-called use of the Ghost Heart Curse to control mechanisms as mentioned by Ling Wusheng before should actually be to control the ghost heart at the core of the mechanism beast.  Curse the puppet.  There should be animal souls sealed in these ghost heart puppets. The instincts of these animal souls can make the machine beast fingers so flexible. Otherwise, the random running and jumping movements would have to estimate the force and time of each mechanism and the manipulation time.  The coordination between them is so perfect that it is almost impossible for the operator to accomplish this.  What's more, Gui Hongliang over there has to operate so many machine beasts in a flash.

    At this time, the Shangqing Tao method that specifically targets the soul and spiritual thoughts will be useful.  As long as the souls in them are shaken or unsealed, these machine beasts can only be useless.  So Xiaoxia tried to use a super clear spell to suppress the soul, and it worked.

    "My surname is Xia. You have a good idea. Just use this spell! If we work harder, we can rush out!" Tianhe Ghost saw what happened next.  Immediately morale boosted.

    But Xiaoxia secretly smiled bitterly and shook her head.  It is true that Shangqing Dao Dharma is useful, but it is not as useful as imagined, at least it does not have a decisive effect on the current situation.  Since these machine beastsWith such a design that utilizes the souls of animals, it is only natural that there are corresponding talisman protection.  The spell level of the soul-suppressing bell passed down from the Holy Spirit is not low, and it is specifically designed to intimidate things like soul puppets. Even existences such as the Earth Spirit Master have been slightly shaken, and ordinary resentful souls have been affected by the sound of the bell.  Immediately afterwards, there was only smoke and smoke, but now only a few machine beasts that were directly shocked by the soul-suppressing bell were affected, and the others a little further away were completely fine.  From this point of view, if you really want to frighten or ban all the souls in a large range of machine beasts, you must have at least the innate Shangqing Dao method, but Xiaoxia does not have that.

    And even if it does, the Wanyou True Talisman has already summoned two Wutu armored soldiers, but now it is beyond its power.  Even if they are all used as soul-suppressing bells, they can only be used four or five times at most, and there are still hundreds of machine beasts that can be seen.

    Therefore, before thinking of a more effective way, we could only follow Nangong Wuji and leave.

    The circle of machine beasts shrank more and more toward the center, and the sound of firearms exploding never stopped, but their steps never stopped, and even got faster and faster, because Nangong Wuji, who was walking at the front, blocked all the machines blocking the way.  The beasts pushed them away and smashed them.  At the beginning, his shots were still a bit laborious as he still needed to accumulate energy, but soon he became more and more comfortable and relaxed. With a wave of his hand and a hand raised, a violent wave of energy swept past, sweeping away the machine beast.  They were all pushed down and destroyed, and the lighter ones were even thrown far away like paper toys.

    But at the same time, bright red nosebleeds flowed out of his nasal cavity like a cheerful stream, and from time to time he would swallow the blood that surged into his throat.  His expression could not be said to be relaxed, nor was it heavy and desperate. He just seemed to be doing something that was taken for granted. At most, it was a bit difficult.

    Ling Wusheng was already crying, and Tianhe Ghost was also speechless with a distorted expression. Everyone could see that this old man was actually overdrawing his little life.

    Xiao Xia, who was following behind, understood best what was going on.  Although he had seen Liu Junfeng take action before, it was far less than this time that he could carefully sense the righteousness of this Confucian sect at such a close distance.  According to Old Man Agulis' Euro-speak, this seems to be a kind of 'divine magic', borrowing the power of the laws of heaven and earth and the beliefs of the human heart. However, no one in China would ever think that this is a 'divine way', because it is truly  Confucianism never bows down to any transcendent being.  The most humble and ignorant villagers may kneel down to worship the Confucian saints, offer incense and regard them as gods, but this is just the nature of self-deprecating fools. They always have to kneel under some dead thing to feel at ease. Those who have truly read the teachings of the saints will respect them.  What one pursues is the right path in the world, an order that can unite people's hearts and allow all people to live and work in peace and contentment. Only later will they understand that there is no other way to learn, and it is just for peace of mind.

    When these three are intertwined and blended together, one can be clear about one's original intention, be open and aboveboard, look up to the sky and not be ashamed of others, exhale the righteousness that is connected with the heaven and the earth, and then be loved and recognized by all people, and be united by the beliefs of all people.  It is the origin of Haoran Gangqi.  This Gangqi is like Taoism and martial arts, and it does gather people's faith just like Shinto. It is extremely powerful and can be used to its extreme to achieve incredible results.  Back then, the former dynasty was able to seal the West Di Wolf God, which meant that the thirteen great scholars of the time, together with the prosperous emperor, prayed on the rooftop together, gathering the faith of all the people and filling the heaven and earth with the awe-inspiring power. Only then did they complete this heaven-defying act.

    However, no matter how powerful and wonderful this Haorangang is, since it borrows the beliefs of all people, it can be regarded as an external object. At least until it has not reached the innate realm, has not opened the bridge between heaven and earth, and cannot resonate its own energy with the heaven, earth and universe, it is indeed an external object.  The power of things.  To use the power of an external object that exceeds one's own strength is like wielding a heavy weapon that is far beyond one's ability, and one's own consumption and damage are inevitable.

    So just because Nangong Wuji has the strongest Haorangang in the world, it doesn¡¯t mean he can use it.  And the way he is using it now puts a heavy load on his aging body and mind, even far more than many overbearing techniques that drain the benefits and directly damage the source.  It seems that he has incomparable power to destroy everything with his movements, but in fact, he may fall down in the blink of an eye.

    "Asshole! There's such a big commotion, why haven't people come yet?" Ling Wusheng was furious. It was his fault for falling into this trap, and more importantly, he watched helplessly at the person he was supposed to protect with all his strength.  Nangong Wuji in turn tried his best to protect him, which almost drove him crazy.  "Even if Liu Junfeng goes far away, where is the commander? Where is Zhang Tianshi? Why haven't they come yet? Come one, even one!"

    A word in Ling Wusheng's venting cry made Xiaoxia suddenly startled. An idea that had always been within reach with only a thin layer of paper between them was revealed, and he stopped unconsciously.

    At this moment, a figure appeared from a distance and rushed towards us, and a mournful scream came from a distance: "Brother!"

    PS: I recommend a very interesting new book "The Frontier of Cultural Resistance"??, I find it very interesting.  (To be continued.)
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