Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

"Boom, boom...!"

Hundreds of sword-armored Yin soldiers set off together, rushing to kill the five people.

In an instant, the valley was shaken.

Du Xingheng looked at the chaotic data in the glasses, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty: "The dark soldiers are blocking the way."

"How to do?"

Seeing the fierce and murderous Yin soldiers rushing to kill, Li Zheng was a little flustered.

Qilin's true blood kept stirring on the chest of the man in black,

Chen Qilin's eyes flickered coldly, the Tang knife in his hand was out of the sheath, the blade was covered in red: "Soldiers come to block."

For a moment, everyone looked like they were facing an enemy, their weapons ready to go.

But when Chen Qilin and the others were about to explode, the young Taoist priest who had been standing in front of the crowd, facing the mighty Yin soldiers suddenly raised his head, and stopped the crowd with his tattered Taoist robes:

"do not move!"

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Chapter 46 A Dialogue Across Ten Thousand Years

"Oh?"

Ping Yuan, who tapped his temple with his fingertips, turned his head slightly, looking at the direction of the murderous aura, his eyes slightly surprised: "Is it Mengvina's lackey?"

"It seems that this little celestial master doesn't get along well with Mengvina's lackeys."

The middle-aged man looked playful: "If this Lu Chen can get rid of Mengwei, it will save some energy for the deity."

"Speaking of which, Mengvina's lackey is also a poor man. He has lived and died for the country all his life. He only knows the fate of the country and doesn't care about himself."

Ping Yuan sneered: "It's okay to sacrifice your life for the emperor during your lifetime. After being beheaded by this seat, you should have been reincarnated, but you gave up reincarnation, willing to become a yin soldier to guard this seat."

"This guarding will last for ten thousand years, and now there is no wisdom."

The middle-aged man dismissed him: "A reckless man who only knows loyalty."

Qing Leng smiled coldly: "Only you will abandon loyalty, integrity and shame."

Ping Yuan was not annoyed, he smiled lightly, and said sarcastically: "Since when will you Yaozu have loyalty, integrity and shame?"

……

Seeing the gold and iron horse rushing towards him, Chen Qilin hesitated slightly, but he still dissipated the unicorn red light on the blade, and stood side by side with the young Taoist priest, waiting for the Yin soldiers to charge.

The Yin soldiers were getting closer and closer, and the killing sound was deafening and deafening.

Facing hundreds of Yin soldiers with swords and armor, Lu Chen's eyes were steady as usual.

"You are waiting for me here."

Throwing down a word lightly, the tattered Taoist robe advanced instead of retreating, striding forward against the army of Yin soldiers who were roaring and killing them.

Seeing the thin figure walking forward like a man guarding the gate, the remaining four people even stopped breathing.

Chen Qilin's eyes darkened.

Yin soldiers are not ordinary ghosts, they are well-trained, and now this group of Yin soldiers are full of murderous aura, as if they are elites who have been on the battlefield.

There is also General Jinjia commanding the three armies. In such a dangerous situation, the great master is afraid that there will be no return.

Lu Chen, how is he going to deal with it?

The pensive Chen Qilin secretly mobilized the true Qilin blood in his body, ready to explode at any time to meet Lu Chen.

……

'What a strong sense of oppression! '

"Lu Chen, is he crazy? ! ! '

'Does he really think of himself as a god? ! '

……

Seeing the Yin soldiers blocking the way, the shocking sound in the barrage continued. Compared with now, the ghosts and illusions encountered before were all small scenes.

But in such a thrilling scene, how could Lu Chen take the initiative to go forward without saying a word of fear?

……

The young Taoist priest had already entered the valley, and the latest batch of Yin soldiers were less than 20 meters away from the young Taoist priest.

With the speed of Yin soldiers, it only takes three to five seconds, and the ghost-headed sword can strike Lu Chen.

But Lu Chen still didn't have any intention of making a move.

Under the throne of the Chinese army, Mengwei looked at the young Taoist priest who kept moving forward, the red light in his eyes was erratic.

Behind him, the tall war horse kept snorting and pawing the ground, as if it was already impatient, waiting for the general of the Chinese army to give an order, it was about to rush out and fight.

"kill!"

The ghost-headed sword in the hand of the Yin soldier closest to Lu Chen was raised high. The sharp blade tore through the air, bringing out the sound of hunting wind, and slashed at the head of the young Taoist priest.

The sharp edge of the blade rushed towards him.

Lu Chen, who had no reaction at first, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he raised his palm high against the blade, and a pale stream of light slowly flowed in Lu Chen's palm.

The murderous Yin Soldier's complexion suddenly changed, his hands quickly restrained the handle of the knife, and in the air less than [-] centimeters away from Lu Chen's palm, he abruptly stopped the ghost knife in his hand.

Not only him, but the hundreds of Yin soldiers who charged together were startled at the same time, and their forward steps stopped abruptly.

Staring at Liu Guang bewilderedly, the ghost-headed sword in his hand was slowly drooping.

In an instant, the killing intent soaring into the sky in the valley was steadily weakening.

……

Seeing this scene, the four people behind them stared like bulls, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Seeing the sudden change, Kong Ling'er's eyes twitched suddenly, and she suddenly understood: "It's it!"

Several people looked at each other, only to see the source of the pale streamer in Lu Chen's hand.