Chapter 902 Five Hundred Boys and Girls!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's call came from behind the fat man and the monk, and Buddha, who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation before, took action. In fact, no matter how powerful he was in trance, he would not be able to avoid being alarmed at this moment. It was actually the sudden appearance of the five-clawed golden dragon. The noise created was indeed too great.

The Buddha released wisps of black aura, like an evil ghost coming out of the underworld, but it was protected by Buddhist teachings. The incarnations of Buddha and the devil were perfectly intertwined in him, from the devil to the Buddha, and from the Buddha again. Save the devil.

"This look is quite handsome." The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I've never seen this poss before."

"This is the dharma body. That dragon is a phantom. It doesn't even have a soul. It's best to use the dharma body to deal with it." The monk explained as he began to rebuild the formation. "Rebuild the formation. Something must have happened there. You can't. Let Dabai fall in there alone."

The fat man nodded, suppressed the boiling energy and blood in his body and began to rebuild the magic circle, but he still asked again: "Monk, what does your magic body look like? Jin Chanzi?"

The monk ignored Fatty, and after re-constructing the formation, he left the following consolidation to Fatty. He began to explore Su Bai's aura again, intending to re-establish contact.

The battle between Buddha and the golden dragon shadow was not too flashy. In fact, it couldn't be too flashy. The reason why the fat man and the monk seemed to be injured before was because their minds were connected with the formation. Through this connection, The appearance of the golden dragon shook the formation to hurt them both. In fact, this golden dragon died more than two thousand years ago. It only exists in a memory and does not exist in this plane at all. It is somewhat equivalent to a computer virus, which only damages the computer but does not cause any harm to the person sitting in front of the computer.

Like catching fireflies, Buddha burned out the tiny ray of dragon power, then returned to normal and walked to the fat man and the monk.

"What happened?" Buddha asked.

"A little careless, haha." The monk actually smiled, "The poor monk is now very curious about what kind of scene Dabai saw through the Yin soldiers, and it can actually cause such a big shock. The poor monk has reunited with Dabai. Now that we have established a connection, there should be no problem this time."

After saying that, the monk pressed his prayer beads on the formation, and the fat man also stabbed his natal peach wood sword here. Together, the two of them pressed magical weapons that were comparable to their natal weapons on the formation to prevent What just happened happened again.

"It seems that things are more interesting than expected." Fo Ye sat down next to him again, "I am really looking forward to Dabai coming back soon and telling me this story."

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But Su Bai, who was in the "Interesting Story" at this time, didn't find it interesting at all.

The military formation that had been peaceful just now had completely turned into a Shura battlefield. Killing and being killed seemed to be the only theme at this time.

But Su Bai didn't understand or understand what was going on. Although these tens of thousands of Qin troops could not be said to be the entire strength of the Qin army at this time, they were definitely a backbone force. At the moment, the First Emperor above his head was like this Just sit back and watch your soldiers kill each other here?

In fact, the five-clawed golden dragon that gave people a feeling of being sick and dying from the moment it flew over was probably not the vehicle of the First Emperor, but more like a captured prey. According to historical records, the Yellow Emperor was a Tude, and the Xia Dynasty was a Mu. As for virtue, Shang is the virtue of gold, the Zhou Dynasty is the virtue of fire, and the Qin Dynasty is the virtue of water. At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Qin's water virtue was continued, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty responded to the soil virtue, and Liu Xiu began to respond to the fire virtue after the founding of the country. Therefore, if the First Emperor wanted to find his own car, he should choose the black dragon, not the golden dragon.

But the blood of this golden dragon became a catalyst, making the Qin soldiers below become crazy and hysterical.

Powerful energy fluctuations are constantly venting in the surroundings, and the terrifying momentum of landslides and landslides is created here. The strength of each of these soldiers is unusual. The fighting of tens of thousands of people seems like countless missiles collectively falling here.

Confused, unknown,

As well as the bloodlust and killing that seemed to be infected by him, Su Bai gradually began to lose himself. He stood up slowly, and then looked at the Chang Ge held in his right hand.

Immediately, Su Bai swung it and stabbed directly at the Qin soldier in front of him.

"puff…………"

Chang Ge penetrated his body, which made Su Bai a little unexpected. He was a little confused, whether he was really in the ancient battlefield of that era, or whether his Yin soldiers took advantage of the passage and merged into one of the soldiers. in the mental state.

It seems impossible for him to actually kill people now, because he is just a bystander, not a participant, but he feels that he is completely involved now, waving the weapon constantly, constantly moving the weapon Stabbing into the bodies of one robe after another.

The blood was splattering, the body was breaking, and Su Bai became more and more skilled in killing after the initial suffering and struggle. The bloodthirst and madness had completely immersed his reason, just like before him. It is not his colleagues, but the enemy chiefs who are enemies of the empire and enemies of the Ancestral Dragon!

kill,

kill,

kill,

kill! kill! kill! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Su Bai knew that something was wrong with this state, but he had no ability to change him. He had become more and more integrated into this scene, as if it was his own memory, and as if this memory was what was happening.

As the killing began, Su Bai felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger. The flesh and blood of the former Paoze merged into his body, turned into nutrients, and began to nourish himself continuously.

This is like raising gu, or a redistribution of resources.

Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers are like a large circle of poisonous insects. They are biting, they are devouring, they are getting stronger, and at the same time, they are also giving.

Su Bai felt that his eyes were getting wet, killing, killing,

There are fewer and fewer people,

Fewer and fewer,

The mania and madness at the beginning were slowly fading away, and the killing action seemed to be just a mechanical habit, an instinct, and an inertia.

You can't get the slightest pleasure or achievement from killing, and when you see more and more stumps on the ground, a desolate atmosphere begins to surround you.

In the sky, the Ancestral Dragon stood silently. The five-clawed golden dragon seemed to have completely lost its life, but its body was still floating in the sky. Its huge body looked no different from a rootless duckweed at this time.

Zu Long's hands were trembling slightly, but this tremor was hidden under his black dragon robe. He had faced scenes countless times more tragic than this, but now this scene made him the most Heartache.

A gentle young man walked up to Zu Long, and beside him stood a general.

Zu Long nodded, as if agreeing to the young man's request.

The young man held the flute and began to play the song "The Soul Returns". This is a scene that cannot be recorded in history books, and it is also a scene that is destined to be incomprehensible to future generations, but it really happened. The same room was fighting, helpless, painful, Frustrated, angry, all kinds of emotions are constantly intertwined and swirling, making people feel as if a huge mountain is weighing on their hearts, making it difficult to breathe!

Su Bai has forgotten who he is. He is just killing repeatedly. If he doesn't kill others, others will kill him. There is no choice at all.

Finally, when the number of people standing around reduced to a certain number, everyone subconsciously stopped killing. There were about five hundred people who survived, and tens of thousands of soldiers. Only five hundred people were left, and each of them was covered in blood. They carry a monstrous evil spirit, and each of them has extremely strong qi and blood.

It is no exaggeration to say that these five hundred people are the essence of this tens of thousands of troops.

Fusu stopped playing. He seemed to be afraid to look directly at the tragic scene below. He was confused, hesitant, and helpless. He didn't know why his father did this. All these were following his father. His consolidated army, which had conquered the six kingdoms in the north and south, was now almost all buried here.

Meng Tian on the side stretched out his hand and grabbed Fusu's shoulder. Fusu tried to resist, but failed. He was eventually forced back into the dragon chariot by Meng Tian.

Zulong stepped down and fell down. The five hundred soldiers who had been killing people just now almost completely followed their instincts and knelt down towards Zulong in front of them.

Zulong walked past each of them, like a review, but the broken limbs and bones scattered all over the mountains and plains around them did not create any joyful atmosphere.

When Zu Long walked in front of him, Su Bai clearly noticed that the person in front of him seemed to pause. For a moment, a feeling of being completely seen through his heart came over him, but it seemed that there was only this moment of pause. Zu Long The dragon moved on to the next person.

In the distance, there was a noise of carriages and horses. A white-haired old man dressed as a warlock came slowly. Behind the old man stood many boys and girls. They pushed the carriage and followed them all the way. On the carriage were placed It's a black coffin.

The old man walked to Zulong and bowed to say hello.

Zu Long turned his back, and the two seemed to be communicating something. Finally, Zu Long nodded.

The old man stood up, holding a bunch of paper talismans in his hand. He walked up to a Qin soldier and put the paper talisman on the Qin soldier's forehead. The Qin soldier immediately fell down and became unconscious.

The boys and girls on standby stretched out their hands to lift the Qin soldier and put him into the coffin. These boys and girls had talisman paper stuck behind them, which was somewhat similar to the yellow scarf warriors refined by Taoist priests in later generations. So it's very powerful.

The old men stuck them over one by one. It seemed that because of Zulong, no soldier resisted. They fell down one by one because of the talisman stickers, and one by one they were transported into the coffin and sealed by the boys and girls. .

Finally, the old man came to Su Bai. He picked up the talisman, but suddenly paused. Then, a suspicious smile appeared on his face, but his movements did not stop. The hand holding the talisman began to Move to Su Bai's forehead,

Su Bai suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart.

It seems that if this talisman paper is pasted,

Then no matter who you are,

no matter where,

No matter what identity or medium you enter here,

He will eventually be completely sealed!