Chapter 203： Return

"This magic weapon is too strong!" Qiu Yongsi shouted, "Go!"

The sacred swords crashed into the five-color divine light one after another, and each time it struck, the five-color divine light consumed a few points, and the moment it was about to be ruthlessly torn apart, Artest recite the mantra behind them. It was a series of Sassanian words, as beautiful as singing, and instantly resounded through the sky.

Bass roared loudly. I saw that on the altar, Artai radiated with his head covered with white light, wearing a leather armor, and a brown curly hair turned into gilt gold, and the Zoroastrian sculpture shattered and turned into powder, followed by , A tall figure rose from the ground.

Shocked shouts were made in the city of Yingluosi. In the dark world, the holy sword revolved around Yingluosi in the sky, and then merged to the center. Hongjun withdrew the five colors of divine light and stumbled back with Li Jinglong and Qiu Yongsi.

On the earth, Zoroaster figured out, and after the Atayal mantra was finished, he whispered: "Brothers, thank you."

Immediately afterwards, Artest raised his right hand and pressed on the altar. The fire rekindled and rose into the air, turning into a pillar of fire!

Everyone exclaimed in unison!

Artest raised his eyes and stared at the sky. At this moment, his glassy eyes became shallow, and six wings entangled with flames were scattered behind him. It burst out suddenly, and Zoroaster stood tall behind Artest, and the next moment, Beth turned into a huge **** shadow ...

The angel flew, the sky was full of light, gathered into a skyfire meteorite, and fell towards the earth. In the rain of the meteorite, Bass held the scriptures, and the deity called out in a white robe flew. The divine light was looming. With the huge holy sword in the air, the left hand took the scripture. Dangkong said something.

Zoroaster also responded in a deep voice.

Hong Jun: "..."

For a time everyone forgot to fight and looked up incredulously at the sky. This is no longer the confrontation between Bath and Artest, but the battlefield of the two major denominations and the two prophets! The sky sounded loudly, and no one could understand God's Words above the earth. I saw the God of Light in the sky and cut off with a sword. Zoroaster made a lunge, left palm turned, right palm closed , The torch burst into flames.

Bath thought of the sword, and Artest turned his sword!

The Prophet manifested, and at the moment of shock, a hurricane rolled up on the ground, the shock wave swept away, and the mural behind the altar collapsed instantly, shooting like a meteor, and the bricks were all lifted off. The shock wave that swept away almost wiped the ground. Two hundred thousand people passed over their heads, ruining the rugged ruins!

"Now!" Li Jinglong shouted, "cover Hongjun!"

At the next moment, Li Jinglong and Qiu Yongsi each produced their spells, and Hong Jun knew that he would take the big day golden wheel. This was the only chance.

Qiu Yongsi shouted: "Can't go up! Their fighting strength is too strong!"

Even in the face of Anlu Mountain, there is no current horror of divine conflicting power. The place where the concentration erupts, that is, the center of the shock wave, the gas wave has almost made people unable to approach.

Seeing that the big day golden wheel is at hand, how can everyone be willing to give up here?

Yuzhou stepped back half a step, looked at the sky, then turned to look at Hongjun.

"Do you have a way?" Hong Jun shouted towards Yuzhou.

"Yes ... but ..." Yuzhou frowned deeply.

"Don't be that! Hurry!" Hong Jun shouted.

Yuzhou looked back at Li Jinglong again. Li Jinglong seemed to feel something and shouted: "Yuzhou! Thank you!"

Yuzhou finally threw his heart across, grabbed Hongjun's hand, dragged him to the sky, and rushed to the place where the holy sword collided with the **** fire. Ever.

Qiu Yongsi and Li Jinglong suddenly stunned, and even forgot to release the spell.

Qiu Yongsi: "This ..."

There was a loud noise, the spell collided in the center, the silver scales shone with a strong light, and a nearly three-foot-long fish body burst out in the air mass. In the Spell Aura!

In the next moment, Yuzhou said something in the dazzling light, but it was covered by the explosion, and then Hong Jun was sent to Basi.

Basi's eyes widened, Hong Jun had his sword up and down, Mo Dao shot, and waved between his arms, cutting off the entire upper arm of his right arm. Bass roared loudly, blood was spraying in the air, and the golden sun wheel came out and fell to the ground. Then Hongjun sideways in the air and quickly caught the golden wheel. Bass immediately grabbed his right hand with his left hand. However, the Holy Sword lost control and the gods disappeared. The balance between them changed. The holy fire on the earth exploded into a tsunami-like wall of fire, which rolled up and destroyed Bass.

Hongjun had just grasped the golden sun wheel, and before being caught in the flame, Yuzhou had recovered himself, flashed in front of Hongjun, hugged him, and flew to the altar.

As soon as the torch was closed, Zoroaster did not disappear. Atay was wearing armor and a flame of light, just like the **** of flame and light in this long night. .

Artest spoke and spoke a Sassanian language, but the sound seemed to come from the prophet Zoroaster, who was silent in the holy city, all the people on their knees. At the next moment, Artest was another sentence. When Hong Jun landed, he exchanged glances with Li Jinglong. Both eyes were full of shock.

Many ambushes stood in blood and stood out from the crowd. When they reached the altar, their hands flew into flames and held them against their chests.

Then, Artest spoke the third sentence, and 200,000 people rioted.

"What did he say?" Hong Jun murmured.

At the next moment, Zoroaster disappeared, the fire on the altar suddenly extinguished, the embers rose, and Artest's fingers flashed, his eyes closed, and he fell to the ground.

"Hurry up." Qiu Yongsi said decisively, "All you deserve! Take advantage of it!"

Li Jinglong immediately led everyone to break through, but the so-called "break through" was superfluous. What a dare to stop them? Lashan prepared the horses and let everyone get on the horse quickly. Behind them were many black guards. Everyone drove the horses. In this short silence, they drove away from the city of Leopolds.

It's raining.

Hong Jun looked up and looked at the sky. The rain in the valley was as big as a soybean. After he got up, he covered the earth. Within a moment, the ground started to flow.

"Where are you going now?" Hong Jun turned back.

"The meeting place!" Qiu Yongsi said, "Almost here!"

Hong Jun and Li Jinglong stared at each other, and Li Jinglong gave him a thumbs-up, indicating that he was doing well.

Lashan and others dragged a car and followed behind. Artai lay on the car, and the rain fell down, washing his skinny body, and the injured Qiu Yongsi was responsible for following the car to take care of Artest in case of any accidents. .

The meeting point was a dry riverbed. After it rained, water had gradually accumulated here. When the arrival arrived, a **** battle had just ended. Amman was **** and placed in the middle of the riverbed. The rain washed the ground. Blood on the body.

Asnajon was holding a machete and stood in front of Amman, with a black suit on his body. Guarding behind him, the soldiers in the black food army took off their black robes and showed the orange-red, half-shouldered Zoroastrian robes inside.

There are still more than one hundred guards following Asnajon, scattered at the moment in the whole river valley, watching Asnajon quietly execute his sentence towards Amman. When Li Jinglong and others arrived, they did not approach, standing far in the valley, soaking wet, looking at the middle of the valley.

Lashan took off the car cover, and a group of Zoroastrian guards, dragged the car to reach the river valley. They took off their black outer robes and appeared inside.

The soldiers were wet and robed and attached to their bodies, showing the muscle outline of the **** body, blood everywhere. Artest was still unconscious in the car, with a big gold wheel on his chest and a ring on his hand. Asnaqiong raised the knife and shouted.

The guards wiped off the rain on their faces with their hands, and screamed angrily, hands gesturing with flames, and placed on their chests, kneeling on one knee.

Asnajon glanced at Amman, who raised his head and looked at him quietly.

Li Jinglong stood on the river valley, stretched out his hand, clenched Hongjun's hand, and then separated his five fingers with his fingers to interlock with his ten fingers. The two looked at each other, and Hong Jun leaned against Li Jinglong.

Asnaqiong cried, saying something, and the guards shouted in unison, apparently executing Amman. Mo Zhigen touched Xu's waist with one arm, watching all of this, and no one spoke.

The rainstorm was overwhelming, and suddenly a lightning fell from the zenith. Hong Jun couldn't help but exclaimed, not so much as a lightning, but a huge fire column that fell from the sky, and instantly burned Amman to coke. Amman remained on his knees and remained motionless in the valley.

Asnaqiong put away the Sabre, and the few remaining Sassanian soldiers got up and gathered at him. Asnaqiong approached the car and led the rest of Sassan's army to kneel in front of the car. He loyal to the unconscious Atayal, and then came over to inform that he could go.

No one spoke along the way, the mood seemed to be very heavy for a while, even Li Jinglong did not expect that Artest's journey back to the country ended like this. And this means that success or failure cannot be evaluated. The rain was getting bigger and bigger. When arriving at Bazin City, the exorcists were exhausted. Asnaqiong proposed to stay in the temple temporarily. Li Jinglong agreed, and everyone went along the mountain road, a little in the abandoned temple. Take a rest.

"Okay." Li Jinglong sat in the middle of the temple and said to the subordinates, "Everyone is working hard."

He felt that he needed to boost morale, after all, it was indeed too much work along the way. Then he showed the golden sun to everyone and said seriously: "We got another one. Artest and Qiong are also safe and sound. They also met so many new friends. This is a glorious victory. Take a good rest, After returning to Yuzhou, it's almost New Year too, let's celebrate again! "

According to the practice of the Exorcist Division, after every hard battle, there will be a simple celebration feast. Although this trip to the decembers has been running around, everyone has been tidied up, but they have been since Changan In the true sense, all the staff participated in the victory. The exorcists all laughed, and each went to find a place to rest.

The caravan sent water, bought a few sheep from the locals and killed them, then handed them to the Zoroastrian guards. Bazin was far away from the Islamic center in Baghdad. The radiation power was not enough. After demonstrating the sanctification, Si De came to worship in the rain and paid tribute to them.

The dry monk was imprisoned in the ground of the temple, where Asuna Qiong was previously held. When Hong Jun inspected the bundle of demon ropes, the sack-covered dry monk suddenly made a sound.

"Let me go." Han Pi said, "Little Peacock, otherwise you will regret it."

Hong Jun stopped and stared at the sack.

"Sleep." Hong Jun said, "There are no worries or pain in my sleep."

"I've never really fallen asleep." Han Pi said in a deep voice, "Do you know what your human love, what do you want to do?"

Hongjun frowned.

Dr. Han said: "Yuan Kun counts you, why don't humans want to count Yuan Kun? Among these twists and turns, he already knew that if I guessed well, the exorcists would probably get rid of Qingxiong."

Hong Jun replied: "I will not let him do this."

The drunkard made a strange laugh and finally said: "Are you a human or a demon, think about it."

"I'm nothing." Hong Jun replied, "I'm just myself. I'm neither inclined to people nor demon."

"So?" Said Han Rui meaningfully, "Which side would you help? Now it seems that you are still helping your human lover."

Hong Jun didn't speak anymore and left the underground chamber.

Li Jinglong and others rested in the sanctuary and had a full meal. Artest was still in a coma. Ashi Naqiong was followed by several Zoroastrian guards in orange-red armor. He recovered his identity for a while, but there was a general. momentum.

"It's **** fucking exhausted."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Asuna Qiong seemed to be exposed again. Li Jinglong gave him a little wine, and the two looked at the silver wine glass and were silent.

"Alright?" Li Jinglong said.

Ashneron shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said, "How do you plan?"

When Li Jinglong heard this, he vaguely guessed Ashina ’s plan to part ways, saying, “Go back to the Central Plains, and then look for the last magic weapon. What about you?”

"Hong Jun doesn't look very good," Ashner said.

"I will solve it." Li Jinglong said, "You can rest assured."

Ashnaqiong said again: "Atai will follow you, it is not suitable now, nor is it appropriate."

"Where do you want to go?" Li Jinglong already understood the meaning of Asnaqiong's words-"inappropriate" means that Artest was weak and recovered the Sunri, and the Exorcist needed him. The "inappropriate" is what Ashnarion intends to do next, it is best not to let Artest accompany.

"Migration." Asnaqiong drew a topographic map of Asia Minor on the ground with a machete, explaining, "There are still many of us in the outskirts of Leopoldus, Bazin, Holmuz and other places, and even the Persian Gulf. "

"Where is the destination?" Li Jinglong asked.

"Diwu." Asuna said, "The place where the Pantheon was first established in legend is the end of the world. Your wife is right, you have to live your life."

"Western India." Li Jinglong remembered that Master Xuan Zang once mentioned in "The Tang Dynasty" that the rich land was once called "body poison", and then called "Tianzhu", now named India. This is where the Buddha was born.

Ashneron nodded, and the two fell silent.

"You will come back." Li Jinglong said, "Promise me, next time I come back, I will take your children with you. I will wait no matter who it is."

Asuna joked with a smile: "Of course you will come back without children. After all, Your Majesty, Queen and Prince are in your hands. How could you not come back?"

"So, one word is for sure." Li Jinglong raised his hand, Ashina Qiong gave him a high-five, and then stood up.

Li Jinglong: "Is this gone?"

Ashner: "You have to come back anyway, no need to say goodbye."

He turned and walked out of the door, apparently thinking about it, not waiting for Artest to wake up, nor to say goodbye to his companions, his figure appeared much thinner in the wind and rain, and when he executed Amman, Li Jinglong seemed to see another Ashi That Joan.

As he parted, Asnaqiong turned his head and glanced at Li Jinglong before he could stop talking.

"Hong Jun ..." Ashner said.

Li Jinglong: "Yes."

"Take care of the two younger brothers for me." Asuna Qiong said suddenly, his eyes seemed to become extremely tender, Li Jinglong just nodded. Asuna Qiong said no more and turned away.

At that time, when the rain stopped, Ashnaqiong changed into an orange-red samurai robe and led a group of men to leave the holy mountain on the shore of the Aral Sea. The twilight was like the sky lit, and the red light on the holy Under the mountain, hundreds of Zoroastrian guards, like flaming flames, meandered to the south of Bazin.

Li Jinglong watched Asnaqiong leave.

"I always think he likes Hongjun, or Lu Xu." Mo Rigen's voice sounded as he sat high on the wall. Li Jinglong pressed the fence of the platform outside the temple with both hands and pondered: "There are many things hidden in his heart."

"Which one do you like?" Morigen said.

Ashi Naqiong is not the same as Qiu Yongsi. Qiu Yongsi treats Hongjun and Lu Xu as if they are brothers. Even if they are joking, Ashi Naqiong always likes to watch their eyes when they are joking with Lu Xu and Hongjun , The feeling of rippling eyes, how could Li Jinglong and Mo Rigen not see?

"I think he likes both." Li Jinglong said, "I like Hongjun's clarity and Xiaolu's calmness, but unfortunately, the fate is not his."

Mo Zhigen shook his head, his expression was very complicated, and I didn't know whether it was a blessing or a taste.