v3 Chapter 902： Five hundred boys and girls!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha Buddha sounded from the fat man and the monk, and the Buddha who had been meditating in front of the knee had been shot. In fact, even if he was determined to be more powerful, he could not be alarmed at this moment. It was really the five-clawed golden dragon shadow that suddenly appeared. The movements created are too big.

Buddha's body released a black breath, like the evil spirits coming out of the yin, but the body is covered with Dharma. The avatars of Buddha and the devil perfectly intertwined in their bodies, from the Buddha into the Buddha, and from the Buddha. Devil.

"This style is very handsome." The fat man wiped the blood of his mouth and said, "I have never seen this poss before."

"This is the body of the law. The dragon is a ghost, and there is no soul. The body is best to deal with it." The monk explained that while he began to rebuild the array, "re-establish the formation, there must be something wrong, there can be no Let Dabai fall into the air."

The fat man nodded and suppressed the blood in his body and began to rebuild the circle. But he still asked and said: "The monk, what is your body like? The golden scorpion?"

The monk ignored the fat man and reorganized the formation. The following consolidation was given to the fat man. He began to explore the breath of Su Bai and planned to re-establish the connection.

The battle between Buddha and the golden dragon is not too fancy. In fact, it is not too fancy. The reason why the fat man and the monk seem to be hurt before is because their mind is connected with the law. The appearance of Jinlong shocked the formation to hurt both of them. In fact, this golden dragon died long ago more than 2,000 years ago. It only exists in a memory, and it does not exist in this plane. It's a bit like a computer virus, it only damages the computer, and does not cause any damage to people sitting in front of the computer.

Like the fireflies, the Buddha was burned out by the insignificant Longwei, and then his body returned to normal, and he walked to the fat man and the monk.

"What happened?" asked the Buddha.

"I care a little, huh, huh." The monk actually smiled. "The poor now is very curious. The picture of what he saw through the sinister squad can actually cause such a big shock, and the poor has already re-established with the white. Building a good connection, this time there should be no problem."

After the words, the monk suppressed his own bead on the formation, and the fat man also stabbed his own life, the mahogany sword, and the two men together will be able to suppress the weapon of the weapon of the life to prevent the weapon. The thing just happened happened again.

"It seems that things are more interesting than I thought." Foye sat down next to him. "I am looking forward to coming back to me and telling me this story."

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At this time, Su Bai, who is in the "fun story", is not interesting at all.

It was just a smashing of the entire military squad. At this time, it was completely the only main theme at this time to completely fight for a Shura battlefield, killing, and being killed.

However, Su Bai does not understand and does not understand. What is going on in the end? Although these tens of thousands of Qin army can’t say that it is all the power of the Qin army at this time, it is definitely a backbone force, and right now, the first emperor on the top of the head is like this. Sitting on the side of your own soldiers, killing each other here?

In fact, the five-jawed golden dragon that gave a sickness to death from the fly may not be the car of the first emperor, but more like the prey that was caught. According to historical records, the Yellow Emperor is Tudor, the Xia Dynasty is the wood. Germany, business is Jinde, Zhou is naturally a fire, Qin Chao is a water virtue. At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Qin Shuide was renewed, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty should be Tudor. Therefore, if the emperor is looking for his own car, it should be a black dragon, not a golden dragon.

But the blood of this golden dragon has become a catalyst to make the Qin people below the fans become crazy and hysterical.

The violent energy fluctuations are constantly venting around, and the terrible momentum of the landslides is created here. The strength of these soldiers is unusual. The tens of thousands of people’s killings seem to be countless here.

Confused, unknown,

As well as the bloodthirsty and killing that seemed to be infected, Su Bai gradually began to lose himself. He slowly stood up and looked at the long Ge in his right hand.

Immediately, Su Bai waved it and directly stabbed the Qin soldier in front of him.

"puff…………"

Chang Gedong wore his body, which made Su Bai somewhat unpredictable. He was somewhat puzzled. He was really in the ancient battlefield of that era, or he was absorbed by one of his own soldiers. Among the mental states.

Now, it seems that he is not really murderous, because he is only a bystander, not a participant, but he feels that he seems to be fully involved now, constantly waving weapons, constantly moving Chang Ge Piercing the body of one after another.

The blood is splashing, the body is breaking, and the killing of Su Bai becomes more and more skilled after the first time of suffering and struggle. The bloodthirsty and madness have completely submerged his reason, just like him. It’s not your own colleagues, but an enemy emirate who is enemies with the empire and the ancestors!

kill,

kill,

kill,

kill! kill! kill! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Su Bai knows that this situation is not right, but he has no ability to change him. He has become more and more integrated into this scene, as if this is his own memory, and it is like this memory is what is happening.

With the beginning of the killing, Su Bai felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger. The flesh and blood of the old robe was integrated into his body, turned into nutrients, and began to nourish himself.

It's like raising a donkey or a re-distribution of a resource.

Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers, like a large circle of locusts, they are biting, they are swallowing, they are strong, and at the same time, they are also contributing.

Su Bai felt that his eyes began to get wet, killing, killing,

There are fewer and fewer people,

Fewer and fewer,

The arrogance and madness of the beginning is slowly fading, and the killing action seems to be only a mechanical habit, an instinct, an inertia.

You can't get the slightest pleasure and achievement from killing, and when you see more and more residual limbs on the ground, a desolate atmosphere begins to wrap around.

In the sky, Zulong stood still, and the five-clawed golden dragon seemed to have completely lost its vitality, but its body still floated in the sky, and the big body seemed to be no different from the rootless duckweed at this time.

Zu Long’s hand was shaking slightly, but this trembling was hidden under his black robes. He had faced a scene that was more than a few times more than this, but now this scene is the most Heartache.

A well-behaved young man walked to Zulong's side, standing beside him, standing a general.

Zulong nodded, as if he had promised the youth.

The young man holding the flute and began to sing a song "The Return of the Soul" is a picture that cannot be recorded in the history books. It is also a scene that future generations are doomed to understand, but it really happened in real life, in the same room, helpless, painful, Wrong, angry, all kinds of emotions are constantly intertwined and hovering, making people feel like being crushed by a mountain, it is difficult to breathe!

Su Bai has forgotten who he is. He is just repeatedly killing. He does not kill others, others will kill him, and there is no choice at all.

Finally, when the number of people who could stand around was less than a certain amount, everyone subconsciously stopped the killing. The surviving, there are about 500 people, tens of thousands of people, only 500 left, each of them With a kind of suffocating suffocation, and one by one, the blood is very strong.

It is no exaggeration to say that these five hundred people are the essence of these tens of thousands of troops.

Fusu stopped playing, and he seemed to be afraid to look directly at the tragic scene below. He was puzzled. He said, he was helpless. He didn’t know why his father had to do this. These were all followed by the father. He rushed to the north to fight the consolidation of the six countries, but now almost all of them are buried here.

On one side, Meng Yu reached out and grabbed the shoulder of Fusu. Fusu wanted to resist, but he did not succeed. He was finally forcibly brought back to the dragon.

Zu Long stepped down and his body fell. Five hundred soldiers who had just killed themselves almost completely obeyed their instincts and bowed to the dragon in front of them.

Zulong walked past each of them, like a review, but the broken limbs around the mountains and the mountains have created an atmosphere of joy.

When Zu Long walked past him, Su Bai clearly noticed that the person in front of him seemed to pause. For a time, a feeling of being thoroughly seen through the heart came, but it seems that there is only a pause in this moment. The dragon went to the next person again.

In the distance, there was a car and a horse. A white-haired old man dressed as a warlock slowly came. The old man stood behind a lot of boys and girls. They pushed the carriage all the way, and the carriage was placed. It is a black coffin.

The old man walked to the side of Zulong and asked for peace.

Zu Long turned back, the two seemed to be communicating, and finally, Zu Long nodded.

The old man got up, and he held a string of paper notes in his hand. He walked over to a Qin soldier and put the paper note on the forehead of Qin Bing. The Qin soldier immediately fell down and was unconscious.

The boys and girls on the one hand stood up and put the Qin Bing lift up in the coffin. These boys and girls were covered with a piece of paper behind them, which is similar to the yellow towel Lux made by the Taoist priests. So the power is great.

The old ones posted one by one. It seems that because of the reasons of Zulong, there was no soldier to resist. They fell one by one because they were attached to the paper, and one by one was transported into the coffin by the boys and girls. .

Finally, the old man came to Su Bai, he picked up the paper, but suddenly paused, then, his face showed a smile with a suspicious smile, but the action did not stop, the hand with the paper began Moved to Su Bai’s forehead,

Su Bai’s heart suddenly produced a huge sense of crisis.

As if this piece of paper was pasted,

Then whoever you are,

no matter where,

Regardless of the identity of which medium enters here,

I will be completely sealed up!