After the Immortal Disappeared

Chapter 65 Trapped by Myself

When he saw the giant dragon coming, he didn't dodge or avoid it, and didn't even hesitate. He just held the knife in both hands, jumped high towards the dragon's head, and chopped it down from the air!

He split the mountains with force and killed gods when he met them.

Even He Lingchuan, who always hated him, had to admit that this move was handsome.

Facing such a domineering attack, the powerful black dragon didn't want to take it with his face, so he used the same trick again and whipped it with his tail.

Even the tip of the tail was as thick as two people hugging together, and the result of being hit would definitely be broken bones.

But Nian Songyu was not afraid at all, and the blade changed and chopped directly on the dragon's tail.

He was bounced straight away, but the tip of the opponent's dragon tail, which was more than ten feet long, broke with a sound.

Sun Fuping seemed to be unaware of the battle in front of him, but his prayers became more and more urgent.

Correspondingly, the white light on the ivory carving became brighter and brighter. Obviously, when it reached its peak, there would be changes that would be unfavorable to the black dragon.

So after the giant shook off Nian Songyu, it lowered its head and rushed straight towards Sun Fuping.

The huge dragon head was like a battering ram, with sharp right angles on it. It could make several big holes even on the iron-clad city gate, let alone Sun Fuping's flesh and blood?

But the dozen or so golden-armored soldiers protected him in front of him, using their bodies to form a wall of armor. The dragon head knocked away several of them, and the rest worked together to hold it up.

Several demon birds swooped down from the sky and pecked at Sun Fuping.

But before the sharp beaks pierced into the opponent's head, they hit the invisible hard barrier, so they snapped and broke.

Barrier.

In order to gain the precious time of thirty breaths, Sun Fuping released the golden-armored soldiers who consumed huge amounts of energy. How could he ignore the importance of the barrier?

But one person had to support two barriers at the same time, and even the profound Taoist Master Sun felt that he was unable to do so.

This consumption was unsustainable.

Just hold on for thirty breaths.

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He Chunhua took a breath and shouted to the Dafeng Army outside the Tianlei magic circle: "Look what this is!"

He took out something from the storage ring and held it high.

The storage space is generally very small, only about one cubic meter, and even this is rare, and the dignitaries in the capital may not be able to have one. He Chunhua took advantage of the long-term border guards, and the one in his hand was originally seized stolen goods.

The things he took out really didn't take up much space.

This is just a broken comb, with traces of smoke and fire, and the blue flower pattern on the top of the comb has faded a little, but it is still barely intact.

As soon as this unprepossessing comb appeared, the opposite army became restless, including the squad leader who had previously fought with the Black Water City Army. Several generals suddenly stepped forward and stood outside the magic circle, staring at the wooden comb.

He Chunhua clearly remembered that Sun Guoshi had identified the thing from Shabao's relics, and that it still contained the strong resentment of Zhong Shengguang, the commander of Panlong City.

Although Sun Guoshi was scheming and had unclear purposes, his knowledge and experience were always online.

Then this resentment must be familiar to the Dafeng Army.

Sure enough, as soon as the wooden comb was taken out, the hostility of the Dafeng Army was instantly suppressed, and they no longer drove the resentful souls to collide with the formation.

Anyone could feel that their hostility was greatly reduced.

"Back off!" He Chunhua raised the wooden comb and said to the military souls outside the formation, "We don't need you here!"

The Dafeng Army did not move at all, and even the horses under their seats did not snort or paw.

Situ Han whispered: "My lord, they may not understand human language, and they were Xiluo people when they were alive."

He Chunhua suddenly realized: "Yes, I heard that many resentful souls only live in their own world and cannot talk to living people." Otherwise, why did the Dafeng Army withdraw their hostility just by seeing the wooden comb? Sane humans usually don't believe this.

But this doesn't mean that he and the Dafeng Army can't communicate at all.

He Chunhua thought about it and made a gesture of retreat. It is said that the military management methods of Panlong City spread throughout the Panlong Wasteland and have been used by later generations, including many gestures for training and fighting.

He Chunhua is a man who has led troops in battles and is familiar with this set.

Sure enough, after seeing this gesture, several commanders bowed their heads and saluted him, then turned around and waved.

I don't know how the ghosts communicated with each other, the whole army turned around and slowly retreated.

The living people finally breathed a sigh of relief, they were saved.

Situ Han touched his back, which was wet and cold: "My lord, you said you had this treasure earlier!"

He Chunhua rubbed his face and didn't bother to pay attention to the complaints of this bandit. Although he seemed to have done nothing, he had been confronting the Gale Army for so long, and the Sheji Order using the Heavenly Thunder had been rapidly consuming everyone's strength. Now he felt exhausted physically and mentally, and wanted to sit down and rest.

"Go out, don't go too far." He motioned for everyone to go out, while reaching for the Sheji Order on the staff.

The Gale Army did not pose a threat, so they did not need this formation. Besides, after being tricked by Sun Fuping before, He Chunhua was always alert.

Several soldiers stepped on the talisman formation and walked out, and then-

Then they screamed and were bounced back by the Heavenly Thunder Barrier.

They were stiff all over, shaking like they had malaria, and the hair on their skin stood up.

Everyone was startled, and Situ Han threw a flying knife, but the knife was also bounced back. It was obvious that the formation was still merciful to the inside, and was not as cruel as it was to the resentful souls outside.

"Sir, we are trapped."

He Chunhua on the other side also couldn't get back his state order - the beast head on the staff was biting too tightly, and no matter how hard he pulled, it wouldn't let go.

At this point, even the most obtuse person could sense that something was wrong. He Chunhua even drew his sword and slashed at the top of the staff, trying to cut off the beast's head.

There was a crisp "dang" sound, but it failed.

The sword was sharp, but the staff was not damaged.

There were two magicians in the team who came to help.

As a result, their spellcasting is equally ineffective.

"Come here, pull it out!" He Chunhua asked someone to take a rope to tie the staff, and the six big men shouted slogans and exerted force at the same time.

To be honest, even the pillar held by two people would fall down, but this staff stood still, motionless.

"What do you think should be done?" He Chunhua asked the two magicians.

"The staff and the formation have been integrated into one. If the formation is not broken, the staff will not move." The two men thought for a while and said, "If you want to break the formation, you must first obtain the Sheji Order."

The magic circle is driven by the Sheji Order. To break the circle, it is best to take away the source of power first.

Here is the paradoxical thing. Sun Fuping borrowed the power of the Sheji Order to trap He Chunhua himself. If He Chunhua and others want to escape from the trap, they must first break their own power!

If a hundred of them work together, their morale will be high, and the power of the Sheji Order will also be strengthened; the stronger the formation, the harder it will be for them to get out of trouble.

This is really unreasonable!

At this time, a magician suddenly pointed to the ground and said: "Sir, there is another formation here!"

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