1215. Tusi King’s Tomb (149)
No, they can't retreat. The first and second incarnations of the Wandering Corpse exchanged glances. They couldn't retreat anymore. They had to resist the enemy's attack here! Now it was more than enough for the two of them to deal with the Rain God and the Lord of Skinning, but they didn't have the energy to deal with the Smoke Mirror. Even if the Wandering Corpse had another incarnation, it would be difficult to break the situation. The manipulator of fate was too difficult to deal with and too difficult to capture. It was difficult to kill him completely without mobilizing their own destiny.
But is destiny still on their side now? The mountain god of Wuluo Mountain was deeply polluted. Linjun insisted on offering sacrifices to make himself ascend to heaven and become an immortal. As long as it didn't affect the sacrifices in the deepest part of the tomb, everything would not attract his attention. Without these two in charge, the Tusi King's Tomb was already declining, and now it was invaded by the rainstorm of the foreign gods. The entire battlefield, rocks, grass, soil, and everything else were all covered with foreign god pollution.
In the past, how could a mere foreign "fate" affect them? They also have their own destiny!
But now the situation is stronger than people...
'There is no other way. If we want to mobilize heaven and earth to defeat the enemy's divine power, only the original body can do it'
The first incarnation of the wandering corpse sighed in his heart. Their original bodies are in the deepest part of the tomb to protect the king. It is a serious crime to withdraw at will. Moreover, if the original body that maintains the formation moves now, it will be backfired. But there is no other way. Linjun doesn't want to be invaded by foreign enemies who can control their fate before he has achieved the Tao and become an immortal.
"You are just a rat, and you want to see the destiny here?"
"Wishful thinking!"
After making up his mind, the wandering corpse incarnation immediately began to call the original body, but the original body had to report to Linjun. It would take a lot of time to find a way to get out of the formation. They must find a way to delay the invader, especially to prevent the smoke mirror from hiding in the smoke again. Wandering Corpse is not only the strongest mummy, but also the right-hand man of Linjun. He is second to none and above all the corpses. His recognition also carries a hint of recognition from the world. Normally, he would never recognize anyone who is still unknown as the "fate", but he has to make decisions in a hurry.
At present, Smoke Mirror is obviously more interested in the so-called "resistance to fate". Wandering Corpse Incarnation uses him as bait, hoping to catch Smoke Mirror for a while longer.
But the situation is obviously not as smooth as he thought. Smoke Mirror has a weird and eccentric temperament. He is not a fool who will be provoked. He also does not believe that the enemy will call the person who controls their fate casually. He talked to Wandering Corpse several times with interest, but he is also waiting.
The rain poured down, thunder roared, and divine power filled the fields. The originally shallow smoke in the air became heavy again. The Wandering Corpse Incarnation was anxious. The speed at which the smoke gathered again was far beyond their expectations! How long has it been? Five minutes? The main body can't get here at all, but the smoke in the air is almost as thick as before!
[Hahahaha, you really don't plan to call him over? I don't have much time left for you]
Although the zombies buried their worries in their hearts and their expressions were normal, they could tell the current situation just by looking at the smoke! Just now, both sides were confronting each other. The Lord of Skinning and the God of Rain tried their best to recover from their injuries. The two zombies were also recovering. At the same time, Wu Laoliu absorbed the power of the skinning knife very quickly. He had absorbed most of the knife. The floating power on his body became thicker and purer, and there was a sense of unfathomable depth.
But the Lord of Skinning was defeated by the zombies. Even if Wu Laoliu's strength increased in a short period of time, he would definitely not be able to match the Lord of Skinning, let alone become an effective combat force against the smoke mirror. As long as the main body of the zombies could not come, the longer the time was delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for the zombies, just like now -
[Is he also a coward and dare not come out to make friends with me? ]
[Hahahaha, then I will replace him and end your fate! 】
The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Smoke Mirror laughed wildly. He held an arrow in his hand, condensed the smoke into a bow, and pointed the arrow directly at the three zombies! The moment the arrow pointed at them, the zombies and Wu Laoliu were alarmed and alerted. They instinctively sounded the alarm, but the arrow of fate locked them firmly. The Rain God and the Lord of Skinning on the opposite side also teleported to the bottom of Smoke Mirror. The two sides confronted each other. The three zombies looked ugly, but their momentum was not weak at all! They would never retreat. Countless corpse hands emerged from the void, covering the sky like a terrifying monster. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, like a tight bowstring, ready to explode.
[Tsk! ]
But at this moment, Smoke Mirror suddenly smacked his lips loudly and looked to the east unhappily.
[Annoying things, don't disturb my game]
They actually treated the fierce battle as a game - the zombies were annoyed, but they cared more about who had just joined the battle. Wu Laoliu looked towards the east earlier than them. He had a vague premonition before. This premonition was very subtle, as if his incarnations had come, but the connection was more subtle than that between him and the incarnations. But in any case, the newcomer was connected to him - what was going on?
The people/gods present were either nervous, alert, worried or curious, but the newcomer was not affected by it and stepped onto the battlefield. As soon as he appeared, everyone's breath was stagnant, because he was holding a huge hunting bow that was almost as high as a person. The golden red halo flowed like sunlight, flowing on the dark red hunting bow, emitting a scorching light. The rain that fell around him evaporated into mist, and the wooden arrow clusters were placed on the fiery red bowstring, bringing a pressure that was no less than the smoke longbow in the hands of the smoke mirror!
The Skinned Lord was okay, Rain God and Smoke Mirror almost changed their expressions. This kind of coercion makes the gods' hair stand on end, as if they have encountered something that is extremely restraining them. But now that this is their domain, and the fate is on their side, what else can restrain them? ! On the contrary, the incarnations of the wandering zombies soon showed surprise in their eyes. The first incarnation of the wandering zombie asked in a low voice: "Is this a sun-shooting bow?!"
"It's a sun-shooting bow. Egg Yu asked me to bring it to help out."
The visitor said calmly, pointing the arrow in his hand directly at the smoke mirror. The cloak covered his figure, and the hood concealed his face. No one could see his appearance clearly in the rain, like a mist. Even though his arrival broke the deadlock, the wandering zombie avatars did not directly add him to their camp, and remained vigilant until they saw the long bow in his hand——
This is the sun-shooting bow! A bow made of peach tree stems and arrows made of willow sticks. In the past, the egg jade of the Tujia people used it to shoot down ten suns. "Shooting the sun" has become the regular power of this bow. It can definitely shoot down the sun with it.
Although the smoke mirror is an unpredictable destiny, it is also the sun of the first Aztec era. It is difficult to defeat the destiny, so it is better to target the sun directly! Seeing the sun-shooting bow in the hands of the newcomer, You Zhi felt relieved. Being able to use this bow means that he has an identity recognized by the tomb of their chieftain king and is one of their own.
However, the addition of newcomers cannot be said to have reversed the situation, because even holding a sun bow may not necessarily threaten the smoke mirror——
[Shooting a sun bow? Wow, that sounds awesome]
Smoke Mirror sneered, tilted his neck, and fixed his malicious eyes on the newcomer. He pointed the long smoke bow directly at him and smiled evilly.
[I am not the sun here. Can your sun bow kill me? 】
[Hahahahaha, stop joking! 】
The smoke suddenly closed in, and then suddenly released. In an instant, the smoke mirror teleported in front of the newcomer. The distance between the two was only a few meters, and the arrow tips of both sides were about to meet!
"Lalala——"
Countless pale corpse hands instantly spread all over the surrounding world, ready to move and cover each of them, but the smoke mirror paid no attention to the danger around them, only staring at the newcomer, grinning and shaking the tip of the arrow in a playful way, pointing directly at this person: [Guess, can I judge your fate, or can you shoot me? 】
[Hahahahahaha, shoot me? Shoot me? 】
He laughed wildly, as if he was crazy: [Come on, shoot me, try it! 】
Amidst the crazy laughter in the smoke mirror, the two incarnations of the wandering zombies had ugly faces and solemn expressions. The problem pointed out by the smoke mirror was the same problem they were worried about! Wu Laoliu was also watching the battle situation closely, with a look of concern on his face. The newcomer remained motionless in front of everyone. It wasn't until the laughter in the smoke mirror gradually died down that he said calmly: "You should be glad that it's me who appears here. You Only then can you still live to speak.”
【ha? 】
The smoke mirror turned upside down and hung upside down in the air. He looked at this person with disdain and said hypocritically: [If saying such big words can make you feel better, then say it, poor little insect, I have seen your face clearly. destiny】
He noticed the strong aura of insect power on this man, and pointed it out without any politeness. He looked forward to the man's expression, but unfortunately his face was completely blocked by the hood, making it impossible to see clearly...
"Destiny? Gods like you are the most pitiful among us."
There was no change in the newcomer's expression under the hood, and his voice remained calm, but the words he spoke made Smokey Mirror feel ridiculous: "Haven't you been swallowed by him? Destiny, is there any fate that has not been played with by him? "
ha? What to swallow? Smoke Mirror felt annoyed: [Are you——]
What are you talking about! Are you here? Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the newcomer suddenly twitching his arrow. The smoke and mirror warning signs suddenly spread out, and then gathered again in the distance, only to see that the man's arrow was not intended to shoot at him, but was drawn towards him out of control, and the blood immediately flowed out, and there was actually a trace of blood in it. Subtle blue-purple color.
This is……
Smoke Mirror's eyes suddenly straightened, and there was a touch of greed in his eyes. This was the power of destiny, extremely weak but also extremely pure!
Ghost Butterfly is indeed the most special slice. After he and Yi Ling established the relationship between son and father, all the evil insect master slices have a vague connection with Yi Ling, and so does Silverfish. In this way, the injury of the 'son' can strengthen the connection with the father, and the next second when the connection is strengthened, through the resonance between Yi Ling and Yi Ling, Silverfish suddenly shouted:
"Life-loving people!!!"
People who love life, people who love life, people who love life——
The echoes surged through the battlefield, penetrating through the heavy rain curtain, and Smoke Mirror felt panicked for no reason.
【you--】
Smoke Mirror was about to say something, but the next second he froze. Someone seemed to be glancing over from a very far away place, but with just a fleeting glance, the smoke mirror was shrouded in great fear, as if some natural enemy that feeds on fate was watching, making the smoke mirror shudder!