In the world of warriors, ordinary warriors are like weeds and can be slaughtered at will.
For Venerable Giant Spirit, the so-called bombing of heaven is only three people.
These three people are Lin Dong, Mei Lang, and the first heavenly king!
Of these three people, one is the hall master, the other is a think tank, and the other is the God of War!
These three are indispensable and complement each other!
As long as these three people are immortal, then heaven will not die!
Even if everyone else died, bombing the core of heaven would still have no effect!
now!
Standing on the top of the mountain, the first heavenly king held the iron tower, his eyes full of fierceness.
"See the strategist." Suddenly there was a hula-la bow from the rear.
On the first day, when Wang turned around, he found Mei Lang, wearing fox fur, stepping forward.
"Military teacher, you are not in good health. It's freezing cold. You should go back."
On the first day, Wang walked forward quickly and went to help Meilang himself.
Western Region Meilang, the talent of Wolong!
The names of these eight characters move all over the world, and everyone knows them!
Although Meilang is famous, there are few warriors who go to Meilang for trouble.
Because... Everyone knows that Mei Lang's health is not good, and he has no power to bind chickens.
How do those martial arts masters and three-step warriors challenge Mei Lang
What Mei Lang is really awesome is his unparalleled strategy.
Lin Dong visited the thatched cottage three times, and by chance, was kind to the Mei family.
If this is not the case, how can a Wolong talent like Meilang condescend to come to Dalin Temple
Recently, in Dalin Temple, it can be said that the storm is surging, and various undercurrents continue.
Even the Battle of the Son, which has never been started for thousands of years, has been put on the agenda.
No one knows that the secret of all this lies in Meilang!
Although Mei Lang does not understand martial arts, he can be trusted and admired by many warriors.
Relying on Wushuang's plan, Mei Lang sat down and borrowed the hand of Venerable Giant Spirit.
In the end, Venerable Giant Spirit, step by step, contributed to this matter.
At this point, Mei Lang's position in the Ju Lingtang is extremely respected.
It was also Mei Lang's unparalleled strategy that Venerable Giant Spirit decided to truly build heaven.
Mei Lang, as expected, Venerable Giant Spirit was disappointed.
Bombing Paradise today, which has only just been established, will be able to shock the whole world with great momentum.
Four kings!
Eight protectors!
These twelve soldiers and horses, even though they were all Lin Dong and Venerable Giant Spirit, went to persuade them separately.
But secretly, the person who made the plan to persuade surrender was-Mei Lang!
But unexpectedly...
At this moment, Mei Lang was standing on the top of the mountain, with that deep gaze, looking all the way to the mountainside.
Halfway up the mountain, the banners are waving, and the soldiers are like the sea.
Thousands of warriors, gold and iron horses, are densely packed, rushing all the way to the top of the mountain.
boom! boom! ... Boom!
These warriors, between the gallops, even the earth trembles!
In this scene, the soldiers on the top of the mountain were all discolored.
"This hateful Comrade Lei Feng can actually sweep the eight guardians and beat the three kings!"
The brows were slightly frowned, and the first day the king's eyes were full of thunder and anger.
If you hadn't seen this scene with your own eyes, the first heavenly king would never believe it.
But all this is—really!
day!
Incredible!
In this scene, all the soldiers who watched were all discolored.
The soldiers on the top of the mountain are absolutely elite, but there are only ten thousand people in their heads.
But Deng Jiuling's army is as many as 40,000!
These 40,000 people are full of black energy, and their eyes are blank, and they have problems at first sight.
even…
In the army, the eight guardians and the three heavenly kings are vividly visible.
This is naturally unscientific!
Among the four heavenly kings, the first one is the oldest and the strongest.
This kind of "strength" is not only martial arts, but also experience, city government and so on.
On the first day, the king was originally a tribe called "Tian" in the Western Regions.
There are not many people in this tribe, but like the Wu tribe, it is very mysterious.
The clansmen of the "Tian" tribe have been offering sacrifices to the sky for generations, claiming to be "servants of the way of heaven".
The patriarch of the "Tian" tribe is called the messenger of the sky!
On the first day, the king was the tribe of heaven, the contemporary angel!
Being an angel, the first heavenly king, naturally possesses a power that mortals cannot imagine.
It was this secret that made the first heavenly king stand out and be proud of the same rank!
but!
No matter how strong the king is on the first day, you let him single out the 40,000 army and encircle and suppress more than a dozen masters, which is not realistic.
Although the first heavenly king understands himself, it is okay to protect himself.
But the first day, the king knew better that the 10,000 troops on the top of the mountain might not escape the catastrophe today.
If this is the case, once the matter spreads, the bombing of heaven will become a laughing stock.
When he was introduced, even the Venerable Giant Spirit would be furious.
The picture is so beautiful, the first heavenly king, I dare not think about it.
But unexpectedly...
Just when everyone was shaking, Mei Lang smiled slightly and said faintly: "God, are you scared?"
"Pop?" Hearing this, the king was taken aback for the first day, and then laughed: "Military Master, you are really joking, why have I ever been afraid of others?"
"Yes." Mei Lang nodded, with emotion in his eyes: "The clansmen of the Sky Tribe, since ancient times, there have been only 108 people in each generation, and they just formed the number of Heaven and Earth evil."
"As a messenger of heaven, how can you fear a group of mortals?"
The voice fell, and the first heavenly king was stunned: "Military officer, why do you know my heavenly tribe... so much?"
In response, Mei Lang smiled slightly and said lightly: "It's not important."
"The important thing is that today's battle requires your heavenly tribe to form a situation of heaven and earth evil."
"As for the other fighters, every one hundred and eight are a small team."
"Each team, carrying heavy crossbows, guards a tribe member of the Celestial Tribe."
The voice fell, and the first heavenly king suddenly changed his expression: "Military teacher, if you do this, then..."
"No." Mei Lang interrupted the first heavenly king, saying meaningfully: "As long as we can destroy the Hall of Life and Death, the 800,000 population of the Seventy-two Mountains, and the endless vast land, we will bomb heaven."
"Lei Feng is no less inferior to Lin Dong, and he can even catch up with the shortage of flowers back then."
"If this person is immortal, when Huaque returns, we will be attacked on both sides by bombing heaven."
"It's worth paying for Lei Feng's death with a mere price!"
The sound fell and turned into a torrential rain, which seemed to contain thunder and murder.
Upon hearing this, the first heavenly king's face was instantly ugly.
In the Western Regions, many tribes are capable of killing the formations.
In this array, the most basic number of people is only one hundred and eight.
Among them, seventy-two people are the number of the evil spirits, and they are responsible for guarding the periphery.
The 36 most elite people are the number of Tiangang, at the innermost level.
The formation of one hundred and eight people, once it takes shape.
Then...
On the periphery of this basic formation, you can continue to nest other formations.
In this way, layer by layer of nesting can create a monstrous array.
only…
In theory, the nesting of formations can be unlimited.
But in fact, this is not the case.
Because... the more nested formations, the higher the demand for the commander's brain speed.
Mei Lang let 108 people be the core, and around each one, there are 108 people nested.
Nested in this way, the total number of people in this battlefield is as many as 10,000.
With such a large formation, in a rapidly changing battlefield, this is very demanding for the coach's brain speed.
Even the scheming first heavenly king felt that this formation was a nightmare mode.
But looking at Mei Lang's appearance, he was calm and calm, and seemed not to worry about the speed of his brain at all.
This... is too scary, right
In an instant, the first heavenly king looked towards, Mei Lang's gaze was full of admiration and awe.
"The King of Heaven doesn't need to, look at me like that." Mei Lang smiled slightly, sighed and said:
"If it weren't for the disciples who bombed heaven, there wouldn't be too many elites."
"If one hundred thousand people are used to form an array, even if it is to encircle and suppress the Venerable, a certain person will have a certain degree of confidence."
hiss!
The voice fell, and the first heavenly king couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning.
A weak scholar who has no power to bind a chicken, but dares to speak up and encircle the Venerable
This... Is it possible
If the martial artist has entered the second step, if he wants to leave, many people can't stop it!
Seemingly knowing the unbelief of the First Heavenly King, Mei Lang said indifferently: "Back then, Han Xin, martial arts was not high, and even street rascals could not be beaten, and even had to be humiliated."
"But the later result, needless to say, the king should also know the result..."
The voice fell, and the first heavenly king was silent.
Han Xin likes sabers, but his martial arts is very poor. He can't beat the rogue and is humiliated by the public. He crawls on the ground like a dog, and obediently passes under the rogue's crotch.
Since then, in the idiom, there is one more word-insult to the crotch.
But later, Han Xin ranked among the kings of Qi, and used the "become of all faces" battle formation to encircle and suppress the peerless god of war Xiang Yu.
Martial arts are important, but the brain is even more important!
Meilang is the talent of Wolong, famous in the Western Regions, and powerful in the world. Naturally, he is not an easy one.
But it is a pity that Mei Lang has never encountered a Ming master all the time.
It's not that Mei Lang has never looked for it, and can't find the real master.
But... Mei Lang knew very well that in these four seas, there was no master at all.
Perhaps there is a real Mingzhu in the Central Plains.
But the Mingzhu on the Central Plains has never lacked ministers and ministers around him.
Meilang became famous in the Western Regions, and he wanted to win the favor of Mingzhu of the Central Plains, which is not realistic.
Strictly speaking, Lin Dong is not an ignorant person, or even a tyrant.
But after repeated comparisons, Mei Lang could only give in temporarily.
No way, Lin Dong may be a waste material.
But the others are not even waste materials.
As for certain heroes, they can only achieve hegemony, but they cannot achieve the cause of dominating the world.
"Think of me Meilang, pedantic, and all are fine and unreasonable."
Standing on the top of the mountain, facing the violent wind, Mei Lang couldn't help sighing: "But although the world is big, no one is the master."
"In the end, I can only lead more than 10,000 waste materials, but it is a pity, a sigh, and a sad thing to deal with a group of even more waste materials."
While speaking, the figure of a majestic young man, step by step, slowly walked towards the top of the mountain...