dead child, ghost carrying coffin

"Ah? Dinner is ready?! I just happened to be hungry..."

Quade Yu opened his eyes in a daze, just in time to see Chen Dage's big face with tears mixed with dust.

"Oh, what?! Little, little monster?!"

"Yeah, it's Your Majesty!" Old friend Ping An, Chen Daji nodded excitedly.

"Xiao Yu, how are you? Are you okay?! Why did you run into the coffin?!"

"This guy, it's so yellow!!"

Mentioning his own experience, the wicked cocoon immediately thought of Fan Ju, the culprit.

Immediately, his eyes were red, and waves of heat surged all over his body.

He picked up the big wrought copper stick beside him, jumped up high with a roar, and threw it at Fan Ju with all his strength.

"Go to hell, old bastard!!"

The magic happens:

The other four five-element war corpses, the original four vertical and horizontal generals, also held weapons and made the same movements as the wicked cocoon.

A phantom of a black and red pentagram formed at their feet.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth flashed in each corner, and finally gathered in the middle, turning into a churning gray area.

Of course, Fan Ju knows how powerful the trump card he has refined.

Seeing this, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"The big thing is not good: the five elements will turn into chaos, and everything will be killed!"

However, if he could escape so easily, he, Fan Ju, would not risk offending the four war gods of the pre-Qin period to refine it secretly.

I saw the gray area in the middle of the pentagram skyrocket, extending to Fan Ju's feet in an instant.

He is like a person running hard on a treadmill. Although the speed is extremely fast, he just can't leave the spot.

Seeing that he was inevitable and was about to die under this terrifying blow, Fan Ju couldn't care about anything else:

He punched his chest three times in a row, and with a big wow, he let out the vertical and horizontal energy that he had cultivated for thousands of years.

The vertical and horizontal air is black and white, hanging in the air like a "rainbow" full of dead silence.

Fan Ju pulled out the long bronze sword hanging from his waist and roared, "Lian Heng!"

The rainbow hovered at lightning speed, connecting hundreds of pre-Qin warriors together, and blocking all of them in the attacking route of the five elements warrior.

However, they couldn't block this level of attack at all, just like the porcelain dolls under the iron rod, half of which exploded in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the constant roar, dust and smoke were everywhere.

Fan Ju was terrified, he gritted his teeth and grasped the bronze sword instead, and cut off his left arm at the root.

The broken arm immediately turned into a thick vertical and horizontal energy and blessed the remaining warriors.

Enduring the severe pain and weakness, Fan Ju yelled again: "He Zong!"

The terracotta warriors born in the pre-Qin period softened and merged rapidly, turning into a [-]-meter-high blue-armored giant with a resolute face.

The giant roared and raised its shield high, just in time to meet the attack of the five elements warrior.

There was only a loud bang, and then the ground shook.

The densely packed dog heads around were all shattered by the aftermath of this blow, and the screams filled the entire Didang Mountain.

When the dust cleared, all the Five Elements Warriors were bounced back.

After standing silently for a while, Quade Yu spit out a big mouthful of black blood with a loud bang.

And the green-armored giant fused with the "He Zong" turned into wisps of dust in the wind under everyone's shocked eyes...

The worst is Fan Ju:

He was already weak after losing a large amount of vertical and horizontal energy that he had cultivated for thousands of years, and yet he suffered such a backlash... After a burst of violent trembling, he suddenly screamed and fell on his back.

The body shrinks and ages at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it has become like a dying dwarf.

That rickety figure can even be carried away by an ordinary washbasin...

"Brother, prime minister!"

Xu Fu and Huang Chao exclaimed in unison, rushed out quickly and hugged the lifeless Fan Ju back to the big boat.

At the same time, Hui Lao Liu and Yao Gui both rushed out, pulling Chen Daji and Wuxing Warrior back to their side.

As for all the "employees" of the Rogue Legion... how clever they are!

As early as when the winner was decided, Panhu's unkind eyes scanned the audience, and they all slapped their big buttocks and ran behind Hua Jiunan.

Even the table for eating hot pot and the female ghost of Hualou were "moved" here together.

Of course, it is inconvenient for the author to describe all the free and easy things during this period.

All in all it's just a joke...

Panhu never expected that Fan Ju, who he thought was extremely shrewd, couldn't even beat a turtle spirit opposite, so he snorted coldly and flew to the big mirage ship.

In any case, people are also fighting for themselves, and it is necessary to care about it on the surface.

Hua Jiunan and Ancient God Taifeng also began to quickly check on Quide Yu's injuries.

Chen Daji looked around the other four "Five Elements" generals carefully, his face full of curiosity.

"Fuck, what is this thing? It's so overbearing... even more overbearing than my Eighth Master!!"