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The talisman hit the ground, and the moment it touched the carpet of flesh and blood, it fell apart and turned into raging flames, engulfing the surrounding houses.

However, such power is not enough to stop the enemy. A large number of demons left Shangshu Province, passed through the wall of fire, chased Song Shaoyuan with the lingering flames, and quickly disappeared in the blood mist. Then, there were intermittent explosions.

Without time to hesitate, Li Ang jumped out of the shadows, bypassed the demon, stepped on the invisible ladder built by his thoughts, and climbed to the roof of Sinong Temple on the west side of Shangshu Province. Under the cover of moss, the figure blends into the background color of the surrounding blood mist.

Looking far away, you can see thousands of blood vessels of different thicknesses that continue to chrysalis on the ground of Shang Shusheng.

Thicker blood vessels continuously draw turbid and dirty blood from the surrounding environment,

The thinner blood vessels are pierced under the floor tiles, drawing spiritual energy from the imperial palace's prohibition buried deep in the rock formation.

The two kinds of blood vessels converge in one place, intertwine with each other, and together form a huge base like the roots of old trees.

The base is more than three meters in diameter, with a hollow in the middle, filled with dirty blood. The filthy blood continued to evaporate, turning into blood mist, and rising to the surrounding air.

And in the blood pool, there is a strange sphere.

Most of the surface of the sphere is covered with a layer of flesh and blood, and countless sarcomatous faces that look like humans and animals grow on it, roaring silently. A small part of the area that is not covered by flesh and blood presents a pearl-like crystal clear and moist luster.

Like a lotus out of mud, it is filthy yet pure, evil yet holy. It gave Li Ang an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Kakaka.

A sarcoid face attached to the sphere grew taller and taller, stretching out the neck, torso, limbs and other parts, and then detached from the sphere and fell to the ground, becoming a newborn monster.

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Li Ang's thoughts changed sharply, and he vaguely guessed that the Taoists who appeared in Shangshu Province used the formation method to extract the spiritual energy from the imperial city's restriction, and supplied the spiritual energy to the giant ball shaped like a pearl.

The giant ball then transforms the dirty blood into a blood mist, covering the whole city, and at the same time combines with aura to breed demons.

The question was finally answered, but it also raised more questions.

According to his understanding, the imperial city restriction originated in the early days of Yu was designed in an extremely secretive and complicated way, and it has been improved through generations for hundreds of years.

There are probably no more than ten people in the entire Yu country who can understand, master, and manipulate.

Who did Taihao Mountain bribe to complete the invasion so smoothly? What is this ball?

Thinking about this, he raised his glowing crossbow and aimed at the sphere in the center of the formation.

A strand of ink thread drilled out from the palm, hooked the two sections of the bow arm, twisted and tightened, and connected into a bowstring.

The rest of the silk threads poured into the arrow slots and solidified into sharp arrows. And tie a silk thread to the end of the arrow.

call out--

The trigger was pulled, and the arrow, driven by the ink silk bowstring, shot out rapidly, passing through the thick blood mist, and nailing the sphere.

collapse!

The specially reinforced heavy arrow head pierced through the sarcoma like a bamboo, but broke on the surface of the sphere.

The cluster of arrows vibrated violently, cracked several gaps, and failed to penetrate - the toughness of the sphere itself was even higher than the alloy made of black iron.

Li Ang didn't change his expression, he grabbed the end of the silk thread with five fingers of his right hand, and poured spiritual power into it.

The ubiquitous blood mist has greatly reduced the transmission efficiency of spiritual power. Even with moss as the carrier, less than 5% of the spiritual power is successfully transmitted to the distant arrow.

However, this bit of spiritual power is enough for the mosi on the arrow to receive instructions, change its shape, and differentiate into several tentacles, wrap around the surface of the sphere, and try to pull it away from the base.

Boom!

The base of the tree root seems to have infinite suction, which firmly holds the sphere and prevents it from falling out.

Li Ang immediately pulled the thread again, turning the ink thread into the shape of a drill bit, rotating at high speed to drill towards the surface of the sphere.

squeak--

A sharp noise resounded through the courtyard, and under the rapid cutting of the drill bit, the sphere kicked up a lot of powder.

The faces attached to the sphere, as if struck by lightning, screamed at the same time, peeling off and withering one after another.

Even the surrounding blood mist shook violently, turned into liquid droplets, and fell down.

All the Taoists looked at the courtyard together, saw the drill bit, and also saw Li Ang who was pulling the silk thread.

"kill him!"

No need for people to yell loudly, all the monsters who stayed on the outskirts of Shangshu Province have leaped over, and the arrogance of each head is equivalent to that of human monks from listening to the rain to watching the clouds.

click.

Li Ang casually hung the glowing crossbow on his waist, ink threads billowed from his sleeves, covering his whole body, and the Longyun spear swung in his hand, the blade pointing obliquely downward.

Then, into the siege.

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There is only one last palace wall left.

Deputy envoy of Taihao Mountain Xinxiu, Gong Jinghao, looked at the red palace wall of Daming Palace, and unconsciously clenched his whisk.

Beside him stood the former master of Haotian Taoist Temple in Chang'an City, cum Xuezhen. Behind the two followed a group of Haotian believers who were all emitting light and dust.

For tonight's action, they have been planning for too long.

First, they broke it into pieces, sent a small number of Haotian believers into Dali Temple, blew themselves up in the imperial city, created blood fog to cover the whole city and interrupted communication, and then created demons to provide cover for them to sneak into Daming Palace.

According to Nei Ying, the Crown Prince of Yu Kingdom is in the Zichen Palace at this moment, as long as he crosses this heavy palace wall, he can reach China and North Korea and get "that thing".

tread.

Gong Jinghao took a step, and suddenly, the low palace wall in front of him was suddenly raised and more than doubled in thickness.

After taking the second step, the palace wall suddenly rises and becomes ten times thicker, the third step a hundred times, and the fourth step a thousand times, until it towers into the clouds like a mountain, covering the sky.

Gong Jinghao took a few steps back in silence, and the palace wall in front of him became shorter and thinner, until it returned to its original size, "What's going on?"

"The imperial city restriction is a whole. There may be something wrong with Dali Temple. A little spiritual energy has already been transported, causing the Tianmen restriction here to be restarted."

Ji Xuezhen, with white beard and hair, said solemnly: "Either use the I Ching arithmetic to find out the formation, or risk your life to forcefully break through the wall."

"There is no time, of course, the sooner the better."

Gong Jinghao took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, "I'll break the wall, you stand back."

"No!"

A strong man stood out from the crowd and said impassionedly: "On the occasion of this holy war, your honor is the deputy envoy of Xinxiu. How can you waste your life and future here. Let me do it."

After finishing speaking, he faced the west, bowed down devoutly, then got up, resolutely slammed into the wall, and blew himself up, splashing light and dust all over the sky.

Then, the second person, the third person

The water of the deep spring can stimulate people's potential. Even ordinary people, as long as their will is firm enough and their beliefs are pious enough, they can gain great power in a short period of time at the cost of burning their souls and never being reborn forever.

After self-explosions one after another, the red palace wall was gradually covered with cobweb cracks, which were swept away by Gong Jinghao with a whisk and collapsed.

Finally, Daming Palace arrived.

Gong Jinghao stepped over the gap in the palace wall, and before he could scan the open square, a flying arrow shot towards him, and he knocked it down with his whisk at the moment it was about to pierce his eyeball.

Xuantie arrow clusters, goods from the academy.

Gong Jinghao dropped the arrow, squinted his eyes and saw a group of monks gathered in front of the Zichen Hall, including Ren Jiao.

Li Si, the Crown Prince of Yu State, was under the heavy protection of these people.