The two hundred and fourteenth chapter, the mystery
As he finished speaking, Allah's face darkened, and he stretched out his big hand suddenly. In an instant, the demonic aura of the Zhoutian pressed towards Wei Yuan like a dark cloud.
Wei Yuan's face narrowed, but at this moment, countless figures rushed out of the wild forest in an instant, without saying a word, but rushed towards Allah like a successor.
These are all servants in the Yin Temple of the Forbidden Heaven. There are nearly a hundred people, and their realms vary in height. There are centurions in the realm of Duanchen, ten men with the peak of fetal breathing, and even ninth-rank servants.
But no matter how high or low the realm or the position, at this moment they were all people who died, with no emotion in their eyes and moving forward. Even if they knew that there was no possibility of survival, they were still as if they were going to die like a moth to a fire.
Wei Yuan did not stop him. Although he had not been in the Forbidden Heavenly Division for a short time, he was very moved by the persistence of the servants in the Yin Palace. As long as he gave an order, he would not have any hesitation, not to mention asking them to die, or asking them to slaughter their beloved relatives and friends with their own hands.
Moreover, the Yin Palace only followed the arrangements of one person. Even Guanyu Hall could not really order them, let alone Wei Yuan. The order they received was to ensure Wei Yuan's safety. Even if they died, they had to die in front of Wei Yuan. So even if Wei Yuan ordered them to withdraw, they would probably be treated like a whim in front of him.
The officers who had been in the palace who had been going on one after another were like grass in front of Allah, but with a light wave, they fell down in large patches like cutting wheat.
Wei Yuan frowned slightly, and the next moment he took out the Natisi waist card, and a stream of spiritual energy poured into it. In an instant, heavy fog rose out of thin air, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of soldiers and armor colliding, and the sound of swords coming out of sheath came at the same time.
Then, a loud horse neighed through the wilderness. The next moment, the earth shook, and a team of armored cavalry rushed out from the fog, holding a long spear in their hands and rushed to the scene. The armor was cold and the soldiers and horses were wrapped in no way. The sharp edge of the gun was revealed, dragging it behind him, and the murderous aura was full of murderous aura.
There are at least a thousand heavy cavalrymen, and each of them is a cultivator of Duanchen cultivation. With the tacit cooperation of the generals in the army, I am afraid that the power is equal to that of the Tiefutu, which is known as the world's most armored Tiefutu in Xiliang.
If a heavy cavalry is a small group, it cannot control the situation of the battle. However, as long as the number of people is too large, it is a sharp spear on the battlefield, and no one dares to underestimate it. Even great practitioners must be cautious when facing a sufficient number of heavy cavalry.
Thousand-man heavy cavalry is a considerable force, and not to mention that there are more than one thousand cavalry in this Tisi waist card, and there are also one thousand infantry and one thousand assassinations.
After this calculation, even if the monk Dawu encounters it, he will probably have to escape in panic. After all, each of these elite soldiers of the Tisi is a monk Duanchen, and they are all dead deadpools. They are not afraid of retreating. They cooperate with each other perfectly and can compete with tens of thousands of soldiers, which is quite a bit of a minority.
Seeing this elite soldiers of Tisi, Allah's face was a little surprised and said with a smile, "Although I know that the Tisi of Tisi in the Tianshi holds three thousand elite soldiers, I didn't expect that the realm and strength and state of these three thousand people were really beyond my expectations."
"You don't know a lot. Do you believe it or not? You will destroy your clone today!"
Wei Yuan smiled obscurely and spoke coldly.
Allah grabbed the last officer in the palace who rushed to him and completely killed him. Then he turned to look at the elite soldiers of the Tiss who were forbidden.
The next moment, Wei Yuan waved his hand, and a thousand killers scattered and hid in the surrounding dense forest. The infantry raised the powerful crossbow in his hands, and thousands of arrows roared out, covering the radius of Allah dozens of feet, and there was no way to avoid it.
This kind of secret crossbow is much more powerful than ordinary crossbows. If it is on the battlefield, even the heavily armored iron Buddha in Xiliang will not dare to underestimate it. Dozens of arrows may be insignificant, but one thousand can gather together, which is enough to shock people.
But Allah was extraordinary. He sneered, swept away the demonic energy, and instantly cut off the flying arrows and landed on the side.
After a volley, the heavily armored cavalry rushed over with guns, and the speed was extremely fast, no less than that of a monk taking off.
Facing a charge of one thousand heavy armor, Allah's face still did not change at all. A demonic energy erupted out, covering its radius of one meter. Heavy cavalry rushed over. But when the huge force that shook the mountain and urged the mountain encountered the demonic energy barrier, even the cavalry in charge could not shake the barrier at all.
The cavalry teams that followed one after another hit the demonic energy barrier, and their momentum was instantly paused, as if flowing water was cut off.
Allah snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards the cavalry team, pointing straight to Wei Yuan.
The demonic energy barrier is indestructible. Wherever he passes, the heavily armored cavalry was knocked away from both sides in an instant, and it was impossible to stop him. Allah's target was Wei Yuan. As for other heavy cavalry and crossbowmen, he didn't take it seriously at all. Not to mention these people, even tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the Great Kingdom could not stop him.
Allah was not slow, and rushed away the heavy cavalry like a slap. He appeared in front of Wei Yuan almost in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and slapped Wei Yuan's head with a palm.
But at this critical moment, Wei Yuan grabbed his hand and the black gun in the soul sea appeared in his hands in an instant.
The moment he saw the black gun, Allah's instinctive expression changed, and he did not dare to care about Wei Yuan anymore. His figure quickly retreated, with a look of shock.
After Allah withdrew dozens of feet, Wei Yuan sneered, "It seems that you are still quite afraid of being shot to death by me. Didn't you be so arrogant just now?"
After retreating, Allah frowned suddenly. He was just instinct. He still remembered the scene when the clone was stabbed by a shot, but he also knew that the Blood River Black Tiger could not have been completely restored, otherwise he would have occupied his body and returned to freedom long ago. How could he be controlled by Wei Yuan?
Since the Blood River Minghu has not recovered, the last shot was enough to consume most of his strength. It would probably be impossible to recover in a short time. In other words, at this time, this black gun did not pose any threat to him at all.
"It's mysterious, Wei Yuan, I look down on you too highly. You really think I don't know that the black gun in your hand is a piece of scrap iron now!"
Allah sneered.
"Then you're afraid of nothing!"
Wei Yuan waved the black gun in his hand and smiled contemptuously, "Come here to try it if you have the ability."
Hearing this, Allah frowned again with a slight slightest frown. He didn't dare to try it easily. Wei Yuan looked confident and might have some bad thoughts.
In fact, Allah has no clue in his heart, Wei Yuan is the same. The Blood River Minghu in the black gun is indeed still sleeping. This black gun is like Allah said to be scrap iron, but his method is not a black gun, but someone else comes to save the scene. However, this man has not arrived yet, and he needs to hold this God back.
Allah did not dare to act rashly, and Wei Yuan did not dare to do anything. If he could drag it like this, it would be in line with his wishes.
Chapter completed!