Killing a monster with a hundred swords is based on the premise that every sword can be slashed out and the effect can be achieved.
Bai Human's weapons have witch power attached to them, which can break the protection of special powers. However, the defense of the monsters does not rely on external forces. They are already thick enough. The one-meter long knife cut down, with Baihu's brutal strength, even a piece of iron can cut a deep mark. It can be cut on the monster, but only a few tens of centimeters deep.
For a monster who is more than ten meters in length and nearly three meters in height, this wound is as insignificant as an ordinary person chopping vegetables. Unless there are too many wounds to make them too weak. Otherwise, Bai Human has no chance at all.
From the time we came to the present, I don't know how long this battle has been going on. Few monsters were killed on the field, but Bai Human had fallen a lot.
The people in Miao Jiang were very loyal. When their companions fell, they struggled to get injured or even died, and they had to drag their bodies into the city. Therefore, although I saw Baihu fell to the ground, I didn't see any of their bodies falling outside or being eaten by monsters.
Speaking of this, I can't help but whisper to Asan: "Can these monsters eat people?"
"Most of them are not eaten." Asan said, "but there is a monster that looks particularly ugly, similar to a Buddhist Yasha."
"Are these monsters modeled on Buddhist legends?" I asked.
"Possibly, it looks a bit like what is recorded in the classics, but in my eyes, it is more like a disgusting monster." Asan said: "The eight heavenly dragons that are almost the same as Buddhist legends will basically not appear here. They all guard the people who are writing and teaching, for fear of being attacked. However, they have established strongholds all over the world, and many places are named after myths and legends. For example, Fengdu in Chongqing has their Yin Cao Jifu."
"Yin Cao Jifu?" I was stunned, and said: "The real Fengdu and Jifu..."
"Of course they are not capable of driving the Emperor Fengdu out, nor can they move the body of the Bodhisattva. The so-called Yincao descent was actually built in front of the ghost gate. Although it has nothing to do with the real descent, they did set up such as ten halls. Yan Luo, the judge is bad or something. I sneaked to investigate last time, and I was almost caught by their wheel king." Ah San sticks out his tongue, looking scared.
"You are so bold..." I said, "But, the Yama of the Ten Temples is very powerful?"
"People are not good, but he has something in his hand, like a grinding disc, which will disturb the surrounding power when turning, and then counterattack backwards, which is very troublesome." Asan said: "I ran away by myself at the time. Beware, if you take Ah Da and smash it down with a stick, he must be dead."
"So, it's just trouble, not too much?" I concluded.
"You can say that." Ah San said with a guilty conscience.
I can see that she has lingering fears about that incident. Saying that Lun Zhuan is not good, it's just to cheer herself up, otherwise, that incident will definitely become her shadow for a lifetime. I wondered, Ah San must have suffered a big loss at the time, otherwise he would not remember it until now, let alone say it in this tone.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sink even more. A mere ten temples of Yama, made Asandu so scared, how powerful is the power of Professor Shu and the others now
The god creation plan is indeed a genius idea, once successful, it is enough to subvert the entire world.
Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this plan is a fantasy, but who knows that he really succeeded.
At the time I was thinking about it, Bai Human had already withdrawn and rotated for several batches. Every time a monster attacked the wall, countless Gu worms flew up. These little things with unique power are just like bees. One or two is not terrible, but it is also terrifying if there are too many gatherings.
The most important thing is that the ghosts and gods have been wandering around the city wall, their power is half-real and half-empty, and the damage to the monsters is greater than that of the white tiger. I often saw a few ghosts and gods coming around, and the monster immediately turned around and ran away, as if it had seen a nemesis.
It's just that the ghosts and gods didn't leave the city wall to pursue them, which is really strange.
Seeing my doubts, Ah San said, "Professor Shu, they have suffered a lot, so they designed a machine to launch something that disrupts witchcraft. If the ghosts and gods are too far away, they are likely to be caught by this machine. Disturbance will lose its effect, so it is better to guard the city wall to have a greater effect."
"Why didn't they bring the machine closer? In this case, wouldn't they be able to get rid of the ghosts and attack them?" I asked puzzled.
"You think the Miao people are stupid." Asan said, "With Wuyiman, who can walk over with the machine? Even if it is held by a monster, Wuyiman can easily shoot the machine."
I slapped my forehead and almost forgot that Wu Yiman was here. Wuyi barbaric archery is superb, and can shoot a leaf from a kilometer away. Moreover, there is the blessing of the witchcraft technique, so I really want to shoot as much as I want. With them, it is really not easy for the other party to bring the machine over.
"Could it be that they just consume it like this?" I said.
"How is it possible that they have brought so many monsters, it is impossible to return without success. It is estimated that it will not be long before they will use more powerful methods." Asan said.
"What is a more powerful method?" I asked.
"Character like the wheel of the king." Asan said.
"Then we have to wait until someone like that comes out?"
"Of course, otherwise, what are you doing here like a mouse," said Asan.
As he was talking, the monster group suddenly parted a path, and two monsters in the form of a human walked out side by side.
A person holds an instrument, and the instrument is held in his hand like a tray. It looks similar to the writing machine three years ago, but it seems more responsible. He looked middle-aged, with a cold face, as if he didn't care about the world. At first glance, he knew that he was a cold-blooded guy.
Having said that, Professor Shu's subordinates all seemed to look the same, all expressionless, like frozen people.
The other person didn't hold anything in his hand, with his bare hands and a faint smile on his face. But as he walked, there was a golden red light surging in his body. I don't know if it is an illusion. I vaguely saw a huge idol behind him, his face full of anger and hatred.
As for the last humanoid monster, it is about the same size as a human, but it has a golden head. The most awkward thing is that his eyes and ears are human, but his nose and mouth are together like a bird's beak. Layers of feathers followed his head all the way down, covering his entire back. The two big golden wings were tucked there, and looking down the legs, you could see two bird claws.
I took a deep breath and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What kind of monster is this..."
Ah San's face changed slightly, and he whispered: "The person holding the instrument is Professor Shu's subordinate. According to their title, this person is the regional consul in the government. The entire China Land is now counted in his hands."
"Such a big official..." I was surprised: "Isn't this equivalent to the previous president of a country?"
"Almost, but the power is not that big. The ones who are really powerful are those who control the monster army." Asan said: "The government is divided into three parts. One part is the researcher like Professor Shu who is responsible for daily life. The administration is called the consul. One part is the overall coordination, supervision and supervision. Both the administration and the army are under their supervision. These people are called the inspection department. The other part is the monster army. Like you The mad Buddha Xun Dingtian that I have seen before is now the highest general. The man with a smile on his face, I have seen before, seems to be one of their generals, who can turn into an angry King Ming."
"Who is better than the blind?" I asked.
"The blind man is now the director of the Supervision Department. Although he is also a portrait of King Ming, he has a special position and his power seems to be mixed with other things. Until now, no one knows how powerful he is. So, you ask me, I I can only say that I don't know." Asan said.
"Where is the last birdman?" I changed the question.
"Also general, Garuda, who is in charge of one of the eight heavenly dragons. It doesn't look very good. It really fought, and it was very powerful." A Sanyi said with a worried expression: "The three of them have high status, and I don't know. Why did they come here. Could it be that they are not afraid of a sneak attack?"
"You put them so profitable, who would dare to sneak attack." I said.
"It's not that I said that they are amazing, but they are really amazing." Asan said: "It's just that there are too many capable people and strangers, and there are many who are not afraid of death. Before, they didn't dare to walk out like this."
"So it seems that they must have something to rely on." I said.
"It still needs to say..."
Lian Daozhen, who hadn't said a word, suddenly said softly. Before his voice fell, I heard a loud shout: "Eight formations! Birds flying formations! Imminent!"
"Eight arrays! Wind blowing arrays! Invisible!"
A gust of wind rose out of thin air, dust was everywhere, and the fog that covered the sky did not know where it came from, covering most of the battlefield in an instant. The moment the three people walked out, they were covered by this formation, and immediately disappeared.
"Injury!" He shouted again.
Countless figures fell from the thick fog, swords and swords shadows, and streamers flickered. Just hearing a loud drink sounded in the fog, I was a little stunned, not knowing what happened.
Asan knew more than I did, and immediately stood up and said, "It's the formation of Motianling, they have arrived!"
"What about us? Can't it?" I asked.
"Wait!" Lien Daozhen said.
"Waiting?" I looked at Asan, but was surprised to see that although she looked worried, she did not act immediately, but stood there and waited like Lien Daozhen said.
I think they should be waiting for the enemy's back to appear.
An angry shout came from the mist, and the golden stream of fire swept the surrounding area, and a large area of mist was cleared. I clearly saw that an angry king tens of feet high, armed with various weapons, issued a huge shout, and easily shook the seven or eight people around him. (End of this chapter)