Tianlu, at the top of Tianzhu Mountain, next to the boundless Tianhu Lake, 30,000 women in colorful clothes are holding bright long swords, wearing half-body armor with shining purple light on their upper bodies, and carrying heavy tower shields in their left hands. They are like mighty warriors, roaring loudly. and danced a mighty and high-spirited war dance.
A group of twenty-eight-year-old girls, all of them with tender skin and flesh as tender as wicker sticks. Their colorful and feathered clothes are extremely gorgeous, and they are clearly fairy-like figures.
Their right hands wielded long swords that were several times heavier than themselves, and their left hands held up heavy tower shields that were a head taller than them. They were covered in heavy armor that could withstand the impact of heavy battering rams, and their feet were stepped on. The embroidered shoes with dancing dragons and phoenixes looked up to the sky and howled like a crazy baboon.
They waved their long swords, as if they were trying to fight with others on the streets, stomping their feet, twisting their waists, shaking their shoulders, and making a "whooshing" sound with their long swords and heavy shields.
From time to time, they also cooperated with the high-pitched and majestic sound of gongs and drums coming from the distance. Their long swords collided with each other, and their shields collided with each other, constantly making harsh and abnormal noises.
These are not thirty thousand beautiful girls, they are clearly thirty thousand crazy crazy women!
As for the grassland where they were dancing wildly, there were 120,000 drums standing neatly. 120,000 girls wearing tight-fitting leather armor, with bare arms, were clenching their teeth and beating the drums hysterically.
A few months ago, when Zi Xiaosheng performed the majestic gongs and drums for the first time, each of these drummer girls had tender skin and tender bodies. Their two jade arms were as delicate as onions. Their combined arms might only have three fingers of an ordinary man's. thickness.
And a few months later, the arms of these originally fresh and lovely girls were already as thick as ordinary men's thighs. The muscles on their thick arms were bulging, and even their pretty and cute little faces were all damaged by clenching their teeth for a long time. The striated muscles were born from beating the drum with all his strength!
If Chu Tian were here, he would exclaim - "What a group of mighty and powerful female men"!
On a high commanding platform, Zi Xiaosheng was dressed in military uniform and sat steadily on a tiger-headed chair. The large chair was covered with a huge piece of tiger skin, and the tiger's head with a radius of one foot was just stepped on by Zi Xiaosheng.
This was also the fault of Chu Tian's teachings. Chu Tian told Zi Xiaosheng that the leader of heroes in the world would be a tiger's head made of tiger skin, so Zi Xiaosheng followed suit and put on such a look. The posture of the mountain king comes.
A dozen young girls with delicate auras stood aside blankly, eyes wide open, staring at the 30,000 girls dancing wildly below as if they had seen a ghost in the daytime!
Roaring loudly, stamping his feet loudly, swinging his sword and shield loudly, sweating all over his body and soaking his clothes!
Although she is a delicate girl, she still has a fierce evil aura emerging out of thin air.
A dozen young girls looked at these dancing girls with stiff faces, and they were speechless for a long time.
"Sisters, is my 'Neon Clothes Breaking Formation Song' majestic? Is it admirable?" Zi Xiaosheng imitated what Chu Tian told him about the "bold spirit" unique to those "heroes in troubled times". "Haha" he laughed, while squinting his eyes very fiercely and looking up and down at this group of girls who were born in a noble family and had been pampered since childhood.
"Ah, ah? Majestic, majestic!" A girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old smiled tremblingly, and smiled very flatteringly at Zi Xiaosheng: "Sister Zi..."
"Call me Young Master Zi!" Zi Xiaosheng looked at the girl seriously: "Or Brother Zi? No, Brother Zi, that's all. You can't use this title. Just call me Young Master Zi. Do you have any objections?"
All the dozen girls shut their mouths.
You, Zi Xiaosheng, dare to play like this, but they don’t
Zi Xiaosheng dared to call himself Zi Gongzi, but if they really called him that, once it fell into the ears of those old monsters, they would definitely be ripped off.
The girls shivered and lowered their heads, not daring to reply to Zi Xiaosheng's words.
Zi Xiaosheng shook his head and glanced at the group of girls with disgust: "Hey, all of them are just like quails. No wonder you have no other use except for marriage. You are just a group of tools to reproduce offspring."
Standing up suddenly, Zi Xiaosheng looked at the dancing girls and said word by word: "I am different from you, Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying, why can't I do what they can do?"
"Compared to me, whether it's Hua Mulan or Mu Guiying, how can they have my extraordinary skills?"
"Extraordinary people should do extraordinary things. Haha, I should... huh?"
A faint purple cloud flashed between Zi Xiaosheng's brows, and an inexplicable palpitation suddenly surged into his heart. He frowned suddenly and glanced at the sky. His two rippling eyes suddenly turned pure purple.
Zi Youyou's eyes were filled with divine light, and the sky completely changed in Zi Xiaosheng's field of vision.
The sky and the earth disappeared, and there was only a boiling, raging, boundless, unknown river of light that was rushing wildly. This long river emits boundless light, and countless figures are looming in the long river every moment.
Sacred, ancient, vicissitudes of life, distant!
Words cannot describe the greatness of this river. It embraces everything, dominates everything, accommodates everything, and can also destroy everything.
The fate of all things is rolling and boiling in this long river. The life and death of all things are predestined in this long river. The trajectory of the demise of all races in the world is engraved in the depths of this river.
This is the past, this is the present, this is the future, this is everything, this is destiny!
Being in this long river, you can't help yourself, everything is dominated by this river.
If you can transcend this long river, you can control your destiny, and you will be the legendary god!
Terrifying auras are constantly spewing out from the long river. If ordinary people see this long river, their souls will be directly washed away by the terrifying charm contained in the long river, the true spirit will be crushed, and their souls will be completely scattered.
Zi Xiaosheng's eyes emitted two rays of purple divine light, and the two beams of light blasted into the long river. Countless runes roared out of the river, turning into a tide of destiny that destroyed everything. I want to crush Zi Xiaosheng’s spiritual thoughts into the long river.
Zi Xiaosheng snorted coldly. In his eyes, a corner of the red dress flashed past, and the gorgeous and beautiful face of the fire peacock suddenly appeared in the middle of his pupils. After a full breath, he finally calmed down. Dissipate slowly.
"Heheheheheheheh!"
Zi Xiaosheng sneered with unknown meaning.
"Hmph, woman!"
Zi Xiaosheng clenched his hands into fists and squeezed his knuckles until they cracked. He murmured to himself: "It's really amazing. The demon girl from the Sky Fire Sect has actually set her sights on Brother Chu! Haha, this can't be done. Brother Chu's story belongs to me alone!"
A purple wooden stick as thick as a fist appeared quietly, and there were more than a dozen "dong-dong-dong" sounds. Each of the dozen or so girls standing aside took a stick, rolled their eyes, and fainted.
With a roll of purple flute sleeves, 120,000 war drums, 120,000 drummer girls, and 30,000 dancing girl warriors were carried away by him with one sleeve.
The void shook, and Zi Xiaosheng disappeared without a trace.