"General, Your Majesty's Golden Order has arrived." A personal guard rushed into the commander's tent and presented a token that was the size of a palm on both hands. This seal was the Great Yong Jin Order.

What ordinary people see is just a gorgeous token of carved dragons and phoenixes, but in the eyes of Taoists, a five-clawed golden dragon lingers on it. If you look directly, you will not burn your eyes.

"Very good, very good." Wei Nian grabbed the Jin Ling of Dayong and showed it out.

"The Human Emperor has a order, and all things are scattered."

I saw the five-clawed golden dragon transformed from the movement of the Great Yong Kingdom, and the white mist shrouded on the battlefield was directly swept away by this long roar. The dark clouds in the sky were swept away by the dragon's claws, and they dissipated in an instant, accompanied by the heavy rain.

Once this art was broken, the military soul of the White Tiger also roared.

"kill..."

After the Taoist technique dissipated, with various dispatches, the soldiers of Da Yong immediately regrouped and, with the sound of killing, countless soldiers rushed into Julu City.

Those fanatical Yellow Turban believers were also fearless. After Wu Chongxiao rushed into Julu City, he gathered again, trying to block the Da Yong soldiers with his flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, this time, their number is not advantageous.

The rain of arrows shot directly from outside the city into the city. In an instant, countless wailing sounds [51 Novel     www.51xs.info] sounded, and then there was the sound of sharp blades entering the body.

Wu Chongxiao rushed to the altar with five hundred soldiers, but the scene in front of him scared him.

The altar is surrounded by bones, and according to the style of the clothes, it is easy to see that this belongs to those Yellow Turban Strongmen.

In the middle of the altar, Huang Quan was as thin as a skeleton. If he hadn't had a layer of skin, he would have thought it was a mummy at first sight.

Huang Quan held the nine-section scepter in his hand and kept saying something loudly in his mouth, which sounded like a sacrifice.

But the words were extremely strange, which made Wu Chongxiao feel cold all over his body, because he not only couldn't understand, but also felt disgusted by this language.

As he told me, the black fog on the lucky yellow dragon on Julu City became even more, and it looked like a black dragon.

But the strong sense of horror is also constantly brewing.

Wu Chongxiao stopped the horse under his crotch, and the five hundred soldiers behind him also stopped together.

"I will sacrifice with the hearts of the people to exchange for peace in the world for a lifetime."

Huang Quan waved the Nine-section Scepter in his hand madly, and said his request in a vague manner.

The black mist spread from under the altar, making Wu Chongxiao and the five hundred soldiers unable to move.

"Brother, what should I do now?" Wu Chongxiao could only rely on Wu Mingkong.

But what can Wu Mingkong do? If he was not suppressed, he would have been able to fight with the other party. In this situation, Wu Mingkong could only remain silent.

Without the three ways of clouds, rain and mist, released the same Dao technique as a bug at the cost of the fortune of the Yellow Dragon, Wei Nian and Da Yong's soldiers arrived soon.

But Wei Nian was a little late, and I saw a black mist gathering and dispersing into prisms soaring into the sky.

Even the luck of the yellow dragon was transformed into it.

"The Human Emperor has a order, and all things are scattered."

Wei Nian was not panicked when he saw this scene, and he lit up the Great Yong Jin Order again.

I saw that the five-clawed golden dragon, which represents the fate of the Great Yong Kingdom, swept over with one tail, but the black pillar was still motionless, and the five-clawed golden dragon's tail was stained with a trace of black mist.

The black fog just lit on the dragon's tail, but it grew when the wind was seen.

A clear crack also appeared on the Dayong Jin Order on Wei Nian's hand.

Although Wei Nian and his soldiers, even Wu Chongxiao, could not see the battle at the level of luck, they could also guess from the crisp sound of shattering.

It seemed that the Great Yong Jinling and the Yellow Turban leader Huang Quan were at a disadvantage, which made everyone's face change.

"Brother, what should I do?" Wu Chongxiao asked for help from Wu Mingkong.

"What should I do? Then listen to my order and you can run away." After a while Wu Mingkong was talking, the black fog had already penetrated through the gap of the five-clawed golden dragon's scales, and the scales at the tail began to fall and rot.

Wu Chongxiao's face was not good when he heard Wu Mingkong's words. He didn't expect that Wu Mingkong would not be optimistic about Da Yong's side.

When he surrounded the Yellow Turban Thiefs in his previous life, this was not the case. He doubted whether his rebirth caused this series of changes.

From the Lan Xuhui rescue of Zhang Ning to the self-sponsored brave men to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban thieves, every action was beyond Wu Chongxiao's expectations, which made him a little depressed.

And every time he had to ask Wu Mingkong to come to save the situation, it was obviously because he was not doing his own business.

Wu Mingkong was also a little scared. The black fog was extraordinary and Wu Mingkong could not see through it, especially the black fog could actually interfere with something illusory like luck.

Generally speaking, people with normal luck cannot see this kind of luck, unless they use methods such as the qi-seeing technique, it is possible to see it. The same is true for Wu Mingkong.

Normal energy that can be seen or detected by the naked eye cannot interfere with luck, and the black fog is obviously beyond Wu Mingkong's cognition.

Among the black prisms, a skull that had completely lost its flesh and blood was poked out from it.

The empty eye sockets were filled with black mist, and the white bones held a nine-section scepter on their arm. It can be seen from the amplitude of the lower jaw and upper jaw of the skull that he was laughing.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

"The human heart serves as a sacrifice, and the world is peaceful."

Wei Nian's face looked ugly. Only by listening to the four words "Sacrifice" by the human heart, can we hear Huang Quan's cruelty.

But Wu Mingkong and the Taoists all heard something was wrong.

Wu Mingkong looked up at the five-clawed golden dragon whose black prism had been swept straight into the sky and had its tail rotten.

In an instant, Wu Mingkong immediately understood Huang Quan’s true intention.

Some Taoists with higher cultivation skills on Da Yong also knew Huang Quan’s intentions in an instant.

"No, General Wei quickly put Jin Ling away."

The Taoist just finished shouting, but he saw that the five-clawed golden dragon brought by the Great Yong Jinling brought about by the Great Yong Kingdom fortune had been rotten, and it could not even be able to fly, so it fell down.

This time, it hit the soldiers of Da Yong directly. Although they were invisible and intangible, the soldiers had no feelings, but the Taoist was miserable. Although most of the rotten ones were still the fate of Da Yong. All the Taoist's magic power was directly suppressed. The better his face was pale and shaking, and the cultivation level was almost bleeding from the seven orifices, fainting, and even the Taoist base was affected.

"The Yellow Turban Thief wants to curse and kill..." A Taoist who had a cultivation level of a day trip fell down straight before he could finish his shouting, and he could not withstand the suppression of national destiny.
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