"I really miss seeing the war again after a thousand years!" Chui fook looked at the terrible fiend’s face, but he didn’t show any fear and missed it.
The shadow behind him gradually became tall as he muttered to himself, and a number of scarlet eyes appeared around him. In this process, a piercing ghost called faintly.
"But I didn’t spend this thousand years in vain." Chui fook said to himself. His eyes were full of excitement in the leitian fiend.
Chapter six hundred and forty-six Mirror
The explosive war seems to have solidified at this moment, and even outside Kyoto can feel this terrible pressure.
"It seems that something terrible happened in the mausoleum!" Magic star looked at the top of the head muttered to himself
"It seems that the guardians and Professor Chui Fu are inside." The old man said this with schadenfreude in his voice, but he knew clearly that the strength of those terracotta warriors and horses inside Xu Fure was a careless one and I’m afraid he would die in this mausoleum.
But he quickly shook his head and said, "Don’t pay attention to this. Things in the mausoleum are beyond our control. Now the most important thing is to deal with the hungry people outside. I don’t want to shoot these civilians, but now Zhao Pu is the only one left."
The magic star smiled and said, "I believe he is a qualified emperor who can cope with such a crisis."
At the same time, the official number of terracotta warriors and horses in the tomb war charged Xu Fu, and the crowd seemed to be blind. If the psychological quality was not good, I am afraid that people would have been scared to move when they saw such a scene.
However, Xu Fuxian is not such a person. He gently shouted "A hundred ghosts walk at night!"
Seeing several spectres flying out of the dark shadows, they screamed and wailed and stared at the Terracotta Warriors with scarlet eyes, full of jealousy and hatred.
Several figures and ghosts are fighting in this mausoleum, and the jagged posture seems to be a great war.
Leitian’s fiend quietly watched Fang fight, and he knew very well how much the souls in these hidden terracotta warriors and horses longed for a hearty fight.
They are the bravest and most feared soldiers in the world. The sergeants of the six countries once fought fiercely. Later, they became heavenly soldiers, and the enemy would stop coughing. For nearly a thousand years, they have been trapped in small pottery figurines and can quietly watch the years change.
Now, when intruders enter the mausoleum to disturb the great emperor’s sleep, these powerful foot soldiers can finally unlock their seals and vent their anger and boredom.
In an instant, the war entered a white-hot state, and several pottery figurines and spectres disappeared. In this piece, the majestic shouting and killing mixed with the squeal of ghosts filled the seemingly endless.
For the terracotta warriors and horses, death is just a long sleep. They have lived enough. At first, they were willing to enter this terracotta warrior just to repay the kindness of the warrior. Now that they are dead, they have no motivation to continue. Perhaps this is the best ending.
It is for this reason that Leitian stood by and watched Fang fight lightly, but he didn’t mean to do anything. He knew that these guys had a deliberate intention and they chose to end this fate.
Compared with the death of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, their performance is much worse. After all, they are bound by Xu Fu’s special means and have to obey. When there is a real crisis of life and death, they will be able to resist Xu Fu’s order to let them die, which will make the Terracotta Warriors and Horses more powerful.
Chui fook looked at all this with a frown. Of course, he knew the reasons for the changes in the war situation. Of course, this is also a matter of course. How can these spectres be compared with these well-trained Qin soldiers when they are cruel and unruly?
However, he naturally has his own way to see him recite a spell gently. Those lucky ghosts suddenly changed, and their shadows became bigger and their eyes shone with terrible red light, which seemed to be completely irrational.
At this moment, the spectres are completely crazy. They attack all biological theory around them crazily. Are they spectres or terracotta warriors and horses? It seems that there is a terrible desire to kill in their minds.
Several terracotta warriors and horses were torn to pieces by spectres and scattered all over the floor. Of course, more spectres also lost their lives and vanished.
The battle was carried out for a short period of time, but the loss of personnel on both sides was a terrible figure. However, Leitian and Chui Fu did not show any distressed expression on these two aspects.
One of them wants to end the sad life of Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and the other is to regard spectre as a tool that can be thrown at will. There is no pity in their hearts to win. Even if these spectre departments are dead, I’m afraid Chui Fu won’t frown.
The battle seems to be in a stalemate. At this time, Bai got up and feathered, but he said, "Lord Wu Anjun, I am afraid this situation will disturb the peace!"
After that, he looked at the deep darkness behind him and there seemed to be a huge coffin.
Leitian also took a look behind him and said softly, "You’re right. You can’t be so intimidating anymore."
The words sound just fell leitian fiend incarnation pulled out a huge nod to chui fook’s head and cut it off, bringing up the wind and waves, and a sharp breath jumped at chui fook for several spectres and was killed.
It was a moment when Chui Fu’s face was slightly scarred, but strangely, there was no blood flowing out of it.
"Not the kui is Wu Anjun. This knife is really amazing." Chui fook touched his scar and said that his words were full of admiration.
Leitian didn’t change a bit because of Xu Fu’s admiration. Still holding a nod to attack Xu Fu, the terrible knife shadow instantly covered the whole.
Chui fook tried his best to avoid it, but it still didn’t help. There were more and more scars on his face and body, but strangely, there was no blood in these wounds.
Leitian knife light is getting denser and denser, and the speed of wielding a knife is getting faster and faster, as if a galaxy had fallen from nine days.
Suddenly a crisp click sounded from Xu Fushen, and then Xu Fu was covered with terrible cracks. Such a horrible scene made Leitian stop attacking. Look at this. Xu Fu should not live.
Chui fook bowed his head and saw his cracked face, but he didn’t have any fear. Instead, he sighed in a low voice, "Killing God and Leitian is really amazing!"
The words sound just fell and Chui Fu’s body completely cracked several pieces. Wandering in this area, that root is not Chui Fu, but a strange mirror.
"Not good!"
Chapter six hundred and forty-seven An old friend
Leitian shouted a sudden backward, and he seemed to see that black shadow rushing into the depths of the mausoleum.
"Damn it!" Leitian angry shouting at the moment this is his dereliction of duty unexpectedly let chui fook ran in disturb positions sleep all this makes the once Wu Anjun angry.
