"Arrangement, eight golden locks~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
As Zhong Shan shouted loudly, thousands of soldiers roared at the same time!
"Roar～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～
The momentum was huge, thousands of soldiers ran quickly in various positions, but Zhong Shan was still standing there, his eyes fixed on the front, the golden armor was dazzling, and the cloak behind him was slightly raised. Www!QuAnBen-XIaoShuo!cOM
Suddenly, the army was opened, the eight golden locks were released, the momentum was infinite, and a vast murderous aura went straight into the sky. This momentum alone greatly increased the power of the Taikoo Sage Capital.
The dividing line between Yin and Yang, at the moment when the Eight Gate Golden Lock was opened, it quickly pushed towards the Zhulun Temple. A large number of gloomy mountains and palaces collapsed and shattered in a flash, and the high mountain palaces of the ancient sacred capital rose from the ground. A few floating islands skyrocketed.
"Kill..." Han Jue and Gui Huang roared at the same time.
The corpse soldiers and the ghost soldiers speeded up their pace and rushed towards Zhong Shan frantically, seeing that they were about to meet.
"Eight-door golden locks, starting battle~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Zhong Shan's right finger hooked to the sky.
"Call～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～"
With Zhongshan as the center, the military formation suddenly raged with violent winds, and the spiral winds rolled up endless yellow sand, all over the sky, turning into flying sand and rocks everywhere, making it impossible to see inside and outside.
A sandstorm ball suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. The terrifying huge round sandstorm ball was still spinning crazily. All the grass and rocks on the ground were rolled up into the sky. The boulder flew into the sky, and fell down after being weak, like a meteor shower over the sky, smashing down crazily.
"Da Li Tian Chao, the Eight Gate Golden Lock Array?" Suddenly Qi Lao said in surprise.
Seeing the eight-door golden lock formation, Princess Qianyou smiled comfortably. Eight-door golden lock formation, since Zhong Shan also learned the eight-door golden lock formation, Princess Qianyou doesn't need to worry too much.
In the old days, Tai Xuzi presided over the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation alone and trapped countless strong men. Now, although Zhong Shan did not get the Formation Soul, the Formation Soul was given to Yinglan, but Zhongshan is a tens of thousands of troops here, even if Zhongshan There are only eight people who are mature for this battle, and that number has been made up early.
The Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, the land of the heart of the Longan, Zhong Shan presides over the Eight Gates.
The corpse army and the ghost army finally rushed over and fought. However, their opponent has become a huge battle formation.
Eight golden locks!
Seeing the big formation, all the corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers suffocated, and all stopped, but they stopped, Zhong Shan will not stop. The biggest difference between the battle formation and the static formation is that the battle formation can be moved. Now it is Zhongshan's turn. Rushed.
The sky was full of tornadoes and a storm of yellow sand, swallowing toward the corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers. The raging wind was full of roaring sounds, and the momentum was incomparable. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked and spider patterns appeared everywhere. Swallow, swallow, swallow!
The purpose of the big array is to swallow.
Bamen frantically inhales the enemy ghoul.
Corpse soldiers? Ghost soldier
In the eight-door golden lock formation, there are corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers in the dead door, and they are endless and endless. On a plain, there are ghouls created by the eight-door golden lock formation. Numerous soldiers command a battle between zombies and enemy zombies.
In the life gate, the vitality is exuberant, lush, a rainforest, high mountains and big trees, green and lush, the vitality is infinite, zombies and evil ghosts enter it, as if they are suppressed, their own death is suppressed by the pressure of life, and then there is There are countless grass soldiers, and their strength is equal to that of ghost soldiers. They can be described as defeated corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers.
The same is true for the other gates. There may be thunderstorms from heaven and earth, thunderous torrents, or endless wind and wind, blowing out ghosts. There may be mud and mud, the corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers will be immersed and sink when they enter, or meteorites will fall from the sky and fall crazily.
The eight-door golden lock formation, like an eight-pole sky tail that can't eat enough, is devouring corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers frantically. As long as they enter, they will be gone.
The battlefield is extremely large, the number of armors is also terrifying, and the chaos is extremely chaotic, but after the opening of the eight-door golden lock formation, everything becomes clear. The eight-door golden lock is too strong.
The entire battlefield is like a pool of water. The corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers are duckweed on the water, while the eight-door golden lock formation is a fast-moving vortex in the center of the lake. The vortex is spinning wildly, turning a lot of duckweed on the lake. Go inside, turn into the whirlpool and smash.
Eight-door golden lock formation, a big victory!
On the battlefield, Prince Hanjue and Guihuang kept retreating, retreating, and then retreating.
The eight-door golden lock formation madly chased the ghost soldiers and corpse soldiers, taking advantage of the situation to pursue them.
At the same time, the territory of the Yang Realm and the Primordial Sacred Capital is also frantically expanding, suppressing the continuous advancement of the territory of the Zhuanlundian.
The territory of the Hall of Runners in the Underworld keeps shrinking!
In the ancient sacred capital, the sky is golden and lucky, and it is tumbling. Very excited and extremely active.
Inside the palace.
"Sixty-four hanging pendulum Sixty-four city mist, you won't just do it twice?" Tianlao's voice imitating ancient magical power sounded again.
At this moment, Zhongshan's eight-door golden lock formation suddenly split into two, divided into two huge sandstorms, unexpectedly rolling in two directions.
Almost at the same time, amidst Han Jue and Gui Huang's consternation, one person and one ghost were included in it.
In addition, the two huge sandstorms closed again very quickly. Once again turned into a huge sandstorm ball.
The two coaches entered the sandstorm ball, and the corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers outside rushed into it frantically.
More and more, more and more, under the swarm of ghouls and ghosts, the interior suddenly became a bit crowded.
For a time, a large number of ghouls entered, and various small groups were formed, which were able to resist quickly.
How can I resist it? It's just a matter of time. Sooner or later he will die at Zhong Shan's home court.
Guihuang and Hanjue princes commanded their subordinates in different places and fought frantically.
The battlefield has become extremely weird.
In just a few moments, the corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers all entered the sandstorm ball. The huge eight-door golden lock formation was located in the center of the battlefield. The internal swords and blood shadows, flying sand and rocks, the two armies were fighting frantically.
Some of Zhong Shan's soldiers were sacrificed internally, so the Eight Gate Golden Lock Array has been getting smaller. As the sandstorm became smaller, the enemy's ghouls lost more.
From the dividing line of yin and yang, keep advancing to the direction of Zhuanlundian.
The sacred capitals of Taikoo were madly competing for the space of the revolving hall.
"Since you want to see it, let's see it!" In the distant hall of the runner, which was shrouded in ghosts, suddenly came the voice of another Feng Shui master.
Then, with the Zhuanlundian as the center, a circle suddenly appeared on the earth, like an infinitely huge compass, with the Zhuanlundian as the Tianchi, and that circle as one of the circles.
The ring wheel rotates clockwise, slowly rotating, above the earth, as long as the mountain palace in that ring wheel is slowly rotating around the center of the wheel hall.
At the same time, a gray environment slowly turned from the east.
The gray environment is also a huge sphere, shaped a bit like the sandstorm environment of the eight-door golden lock array. The gray environment keeps getting closer and closer, as if you need to use this gray environment and the eight-door golden lock array. Super collision is average.
Zhong Shan saw the grayish environment in the distance, and he was suddenly alert.
"Mingzhuo? Can you actually promote Mingzhuo?" Tianlao's surprised voice suddenly came.
"The Hall of Runners, the palace is outside the Netherworld Stone, and the east is facing the world of five turbidities. At the end of the five turbidities, life is turbid! I am the Runner King, so I can naturally push it. What an eight-door golden lock formation!" The voice of a Feng Shui master came from the runner hall.
"Fate turbid?" Zhong Shan raised his brows.
Use the eight-door golden lock formation to collide with the so-called "fate turbidity"
Zhong Shan is not that stupid. This war has nothing to do with him. Before using the eight-door golden lock formation, he was completely sure to deal with corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers, and he would fight if he was invincible.
Now that an unknown life is muddled, how could Zhong Shan put himself in danger because of curiosity
Put the eight-door golden lock array in a fixed mode and issue some follow-up commands. Zhong Shan's figure abruptly flees towards the outside.
He rushed out of the eight-door golden lock array and quickly retreated towards the distance.
Without Zhong Shan's presidency, the Great Array will stick to the time for one incense stick at most, but how can Zhong Shan take care of those? Because Zhong Shan has seen the horror in it.
The dividing line between Yin and Yang in the distance, unexpectedly, because of the arrival of fate, stopped the pace of advancement, and regressed towards the Primordial Sacred Capital, and quickly advanced towards the Primordial Sacred Capital.
Zhong Shan flees into the distance, and within ten breaths of effort, his fate collides with the eight-door golden lock formation.
There is no super strong roar, some are just tolerance, fate is like a world, to contain the craziness inside.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~
………… Zhong Shan felt the screams of the soldiers. Obviously this fate is too strong.
The eight-door golden lock formation suddenly collapsed. Expose the endless army inside.
The Golden Armor of the Daluo Heavenly Dynasty, as long as they were in contact with their fate, they immediately turned into flying smoke, and even Zhong Shan saw Prince Hanjue.
The face of Prince Han Jue suddenly showed a look of horror, his hair suddenly turned gray, his face wrinkled all over, and he grew old.
The imperial realm powerhouse, the prince Hanjue, actually slowly and slowly died of old age! Emperor Realm, Shou Yuan is two thousand and four hundred years old! Are you so old in fate? The prince Hanjue couldn't resist at all. Fate is turbid, and life is eliminated
so horrible! The army of the Eight Gate Golden Lock Array is completely finished, and the opponent's ghost soldiers and corpse soldiers are fine, but after the baptism of the Eight Gate Golden Lock Array, the remaining number now does not exceed three million.
The dividing line between Yin and Yang is moving crazily towards the Primordial Sage Capital. Everything in the yang world collapsed quickly, and the territory of the yin world expanded wildly.
Zhong Shan just kept fleeing, and Zhong Shan didn't have the courage to rush up again. My own karma is already too many, and then he is eroded by fate. Do you want to die
"Big Lo Zhou stars big fuss ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" The palace suddenly came the voice of the old days.
(To be continued)