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Volume 3 I am from the Frontier Army Chapter 375 The melee begins

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    Bright beams of light erupted from the light shrine.  £¯ The brightness of the beam is extremely high, and it can cause instant blindness when hitting people's eyes.  The tens of thousands of horses in the Western Region camp were neighing in alarm. If they were not well-trained on weekdays, just this sudden light might cause countless accidental injuries.  After people's eyes gradually adapted, the world in their eyes did not return to color. They only saw patches of pure white, and wisps of bright red, dancing and fluttering like silk and satin floating in the air.  The silk and satin were naturally not real silk and satin. After the world in their eyes gradually became clearer, people discovered that the base of the shrine began to bleed.  This is an extremely terrifying thing for all the soldiers in the Western Region camp, but even more terrifying things have just begun to happen.  The sound of cracking bones, the cracking and pulling of skin and flesh, and the sound of gurgling water clearly reached people's ears.  The beam of light in the bright curtain of the shrine became more and more powerful, and the lecher opened his palms with a solemn expression.  He and his senior brother looked at each other, and both saw the fear in the other's heart. Naturally, they had to take action without hesitation to prevent some horrific things that were about to happen.  Li Zizhi, who was in the center of the plain, had not drawn his sword, but looked beyond the penance, looked at the shrines full of strange phenomena, and asked: "Is it still that bone?" Pension only felt the pure light power, and he knew it must be  Guangming Skeleton, but he disagreed with the high priest's approach and replied: "We'd better not move." Li Zizhi naturally had absolute confidence in the pervert and the senior brother. He nodded and still kept the sword in full force.  Although the two sides chose to continue the stalemate quietly, they would naturally not let go of killing each other once the opportunity arose!  The tornado in the palm of the pervert's hand has gradually taken shape, the clouds are rolling and stirring in the sky above his head, and the pressure of magical power has descended on the plain!  Feeling this majestic power, the High Priest of Judgment shouted loudly from the curtain: "Retreat!" The entire plain became noisy as the 40,000 horses retreated.     at the same time.  The priests on each shrine all opened their curtains and walked into the plain.  The three of them, the Judgment Priest, the Ascetic Priest, and the Preaching Priest, came to stand in front of the blood-stained base of the High Priest¡¯s shrine, and the lecherous palm master took action!  The wind rises from the foot of Shengjing City and howls across the plain!  The wind was a bit too strong, turning up all the turf, and the scraped green was like the color of the blood of insects in the soil.  The rolled up sand was dyed, as if a heavy dark green color was splashed on the Western Region camp.  The Judgment Priest stood in front of the shrine, holding up a light barrier with one hand.  The barrier is almost transparent, but there are looming textures. It seems to instantly isolate the noisy sound of the 40,000 golden knights retreating, and also blocks the heavy dark green color.  Indescribable sounds arose from the barrier and the incoming wind. The barrier erected on the plain was completely stained, like a wall that had been mottled for many years and covered with vines and moss.  The moment the wall appeared, the pervert had passed through like the wind.  The pupils of the Judgment Priest shrank.  When the barrier dissipated, the wind blew away little bits of green, filling the space between heaven and earth.  The pervert stretched out one hand, and the ruling priest suddenly shouted loudly.  The missionary priest next to him took action at the same time as the ascetic priest, and a beam of light struck from the sky, like lightning!  The thick beam of light turned sharply downward.  Passing through the lecher's body, it made a huge noise and dug a huge deep pit.  But the body of the pervert has been pulled away and blurred. It turns out that this is just an afterimage left by excessive speed!  The sudden change in the battlefield caused a burst of exclamations.  The senior brother looked at Shao Donghua on the Dahuang side, and felt a little relieved when he saw that he was only looking at the Western Region side without making any movement.  At the same time, Li Zizhi raised his head and glanced at the sky.  The sudden change in Ascetic's expression is somewhat incomprehensible.  Heavy clouds suddenly appeared in the sky in the Western Region. There was no doubt that the Nine Heavens Sword was about to fall.  In the stalemate, Li Zhizhi knew that he could use this sword, which is enough to explain many problems.  Asceticism cannot stop this sword, and the bitterness can only be swallowed into the stomach. He has done everything he can, and the rest depends on others.  The high priest is the most important person among the others.  He naturally has to bear the war caused by his bone replacement. However, his face is in pain and dripping with blood. How can he withstand the Nine Heavens Sword?  He could only hope that someone would protect him, and there was nothing wrong with his hope. Shao Donghua moved!  Shao Donghua¡¯s movements were extremely simple, he just bent his legs, but there was already dust under his feet.  The moment his legs straightened, his whole body shot up into the sky like a cannonball, and his burly body turned into a stream of light.No one can stop it.  The senior brother did not move. He knew that this sword was just to create opportunities for the pervert. All he had to do was wait patiently!  ??The stream of light rushing from land ushered in the heavy clouds. When the height seemed to have reached the sky, the stream of light turned into small black dots in people's eyes.  The huge sword of thought suddenly fell down, as if just the slightest bit of black dots could shatter it into pieces.  However, Shao Donghua, who was a black spot, did not have this awareness. He stretched out his hand, broke through the clouds and mist in the sky, and grasped the sword that was not a physical entity in the first place!  The golden long sword suddenly paused, and Shao Donghua grabbed the hilt as it fell!  There was a sound of exclamation on the north city wall. It was obvious that people in the prosperous Tang Dynasty wanted to see Shao Donghua fall into pieces in the sky, and the last thing they wanted to see was his show of force.  Shao Donghua, who grabbed Li Zizhi¡¯s sword of thought and his face turned purple in the sky, was obviously not feeling well.  His hand is not small, but it is much smaller compared to the hilt of the sword with golden light in front of him. His ability to hold the sword has nothing to do with the size of his hands, but the confrontation of his mind. He has restrained Li Zizhi's power.  idea.  But just by restraining it, Shao Donghua could not destroy the sword. He only hoped that the high priest among the gods could be faster and faster.  The high priest felt the huge crisis, so his stock exchange actions began to speed up.  The blood in the beam curtain was dripping with blood, and the white bones were dense. The skeletons that exuded light were stuffed into the separated skins one by one. The scene was very strange.  At this moment, there was a loud noise on the plain - it came from the senior brother.  The senior brother¡¯s body flew into the sky, towards the sword and that person.  Shao Donghua showed no fear, because in his opinion, the senior brother was just a junior after all. Even if he had reached the realm of supernatural powers, it was still far from the realm of half-step heaven. Unless the barefoot monk was resurrected, no one could stop him from delaying this.  The fall of the sword.  But when he focused all his attention on his senior brother, his heart felt inexplicably cold.  A sword comes from the east!  The sword is the meaning of the sword, and thoughts can penetrate space and time.  I don¡¯t know when the sword intention came, I don¡¯t know when it flew hundreds of miles, and it came to Shao Donghua one step faster than the senior brother!  All Shao Donghua can do is to free one hand.  He thought that one hand was enough to deal with the senior brother, but now this hand obviously couldn't crush the knife intention, because this was Li Yi's knife!  The violent sword intent shattered the clouds and air currents in mid-air, and came to his hand.  Shao Donghua¡¯s sanctified hand was immediately dripping with blood, and it seemed like bones could already be seen.  The senior brother followed closely, stabbing out more than a hundred times with a single sword in an instant. The flesh and blood on Shao Donghua's palm flew into the sky, dotting it like red ribbons.  At the same time, the pervert came close to the shrine where the high priest was sitting. His wind-like speed made it difficult for people to guard against him.  The three high priests joined forces and could not stop him even half a step. Seeing him raising his hand to destroy the shrine, the body of the missionary priest turned into light and wrapped around it like water and yarn.  After blocking for a moment, the Judgment Priest once again stood in front of the pervert. He struck out 434 times with a blood-red spear. The space of the spear exploded, and the aftermath of the vitality spread.  The sex ruffian turned into the wind, twisting and turning in front of the gun head, but was not injured at all.  The beads of sweat of the High Priest of Judgment crumbled in front of his eyes, but he couldn't catch him at all, but his expression became more determined. He was not a timid person!  "Uncle Nanhai, who was completely ignored and was truly as timid as a mouse, did what was most beneficial to his own camp at this time.  He returned to the shrine. As he raised his hand, the sea water surged northward. Not only could it engulf the plains, but the most important thing was that there was no wind in the water, and the water could block the wind!  The battle situation at this moment is unpredictable and extremely thrilling.  People who are completely unqualified to participate can only watch all these changes with dizzying eyes, secretly anxious in their hearts.  Perhaps, in this battlefield at this time, the only one who can remain calm is Zhang Xiaodao, because he is in a dream!  Hanshuang'er glanced at the knife, and then at the sentry tower on the north city wall.  She saw her apprentice-in-law nodding heavily, and the frost sword in her hand was finally unsheathed.  An indescribable cold current suddenly struck, and in an instant the seawater condensed into ice. With a single tap of the long sword from the city, Uncle Nanhai's magical powers were shattered!  Wang Daniu had a strange look in his eyes. He noticed that his master's wife, Han Shuang'er, had not entered the magical realm and had never merged with spirits. This meant that Han Shuang'er's sword?Very cold, cold enough to freeze everything!  At this point, the fierce battle has completely entered a fever pitch.  Han Shuang'er's attack caused Tuoba's stubborn stone to block the way. Clouds and mist suddenly filled the plain. People could no longer see clearly what was happening on the battlefield, and they felt even more worried.  Wen Qinglan, who was on the north city wall, was extremely anxious, but her mother-in-law still didn't make any move.  She didn¡¯t know what would happen to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but she saw Monk Wuliang stood up and knocked the wooden fish in his hand!  The sound of the wooden fish was extremely clear, and when it was introduced into the mist, it immediately formed a spiritual pull that everyone in the prosperous Tang Dynasty could notice.  It¡¯s like a pair of eyes has been opened for them!  At this time, the blue sky began to turn white, and the high priest among the shrines finally stood up.  But no one noticed that Zhang Xiaodao stood up under the north wall!  (To be continued)
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