Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

"Okay, thank you sister." Daniu took the sword handed over by Liu Xia Lian and rushed forward like a madman.

Liu Xia Lian took out a purple sword out of thin air, surrounded by lightning.

Although it's just an extra sword, the new addition has extremely strong fighting power. Four people fought against three sorcerers, and the battlefield was reversed in an instant.

Li Daniu cut a sorcerer in half with one blow of his sword. Now the four of them were facing only two sorcerers. Liu Xialian didn't know how to use the Purple Lightning Sword, but she was still very powerful when she used the sword technique. Three minutes later, the last two sorcerers were also killed.

Only the master of black magic was still fighting with Taoist Master Lei. In his hand was a scepter with a human skull, and black air was surrounding his whole body.

Taoist Master Lei was so tired that he was panting like a cow. The Seven Star Sword in his hand flew up and down but he couldn't take him down.

Liu Xia Lian shouted, "Da Ya, Er Ya, you two step back. Daniu, follow me."

"it is good."

Li Daniu held the Hu family sword in his hand and chopped at the sorcerer who was emitting black light. Li Daniu himself had a strength of a thousand pounds, and after eating the Blood Spirit Fruit, his strength increased sharply to two thousand pounds. The sword weighing more than ten pounds was so strong that it could cut through iron like mud, but the sorcerer did not react at all when he chopped at it, as if the black light had absorbed the sword.

Da Niu retreated hurriedly, and Liu Xia Lian's purple lightning sword arrived and stabbed directly. The sword hit the sorcerer's back. The originally ordinary sword suddenly emitted a dazzling electric light, and a flash of lightning directly made the sorcerer smoke.

The sorcerer grimaced in pain and retreated dozens of meters away.

Taoist Master Lei looked at Liu Xia Lian in surprise: "Lü Zu Sword, where did you get it from?"

"In the cave of Changbai Mountain, is this sword very powerful?"

"Of course, this sword is the precious sword left by our ancestor Lu Dongbin before he ascended to heaven. It is used to slay demons and monsters."

At this time, the sorcerer was about to use his ultimate move. He held a magic wand and hummed something. I didn't know what he was singing. After about ten seconds, countless shadowy figures appeared in the jungle behind the sorcerer. They should be warriors who died in battle hundreds of years ago. In front were cavalrymen riding war elephants, holding bows and crossbows and sitting on war elephants. There were about a dozen war elephants. Behind were cavalrymen, all of them were short horses. The cavalrymen held short spears and howled. The formation was a bit messy. There were about a thousand cavalrymen, and behind them were about ten thousand infantrymen. One of them had a piece of his head missing, and another had a broken leg. The weapons they used were even more varied, including spears, knives, sticks, etc.

Taoist Master Lei laughed: "After all, it is a small foreign country. The troops they called in are in a mess. Look at them. There is no formation, and they are missing arms and legs. What kind of thing is this?"

Liu Xia Lian was a little anxious. It was the first time she saw such a large army. There were tens of thousands of people, and they were endless. No matter how sharp the swords were, they would not be able to cut them all down.

"Master, what should I do?"

"This is the ultimate method of the sorcerer, called the Corps of the Dead. It is said to have been lost long ago. I didn't expect that there are still people who know it. Don't be afraid. Use the Gatling gun to shoot them first, and I will do the trick."

Taoist Master Lei needed Liu Xialian and the others to buy him some time to do what he wanted, so he immediately unleashed all four Gatling guns. The four of them carried the ammunition boxes on their backs, held the rotating barrels, and pulled the triggers. The moment the flames spurted out, the war elephants in the front were instantly turned into dust, followed by the cavalry behind them. However, there were too many cavalry, and the ammunition was consumed rapidly. After dozens of seconds, Arya shouted, "Sister, we are out of bullets."

Soon after, Daya and Daniu also ran out of bullets, as their Gatling guns had just fought a fierce battle. Only Liu Xialian's Gatling gun still had bullets, and she fired madly, turning the tide of enemy troops into dust. But soon, Liu Xialian's Gatling gun also ran out of bullets.

Taoist Master Lei was still practicing, and it was obvious that he hadn't finished yet. Liu Xialian put away all four Gatling guns and swung the Purple Lightning Sword in her hand: "Fight with them, kill the whole army, and directly blow up the sorcerer, and the battle will be over."

There are tens of thousands of evil spirits ahead. Although they can be easily killed, there are too many of them. But at this moment, Liu Xia Lian has no other choice but to think of a solution. After the Gatling gun runs out of ammunition, it will become scrap metal.

At this critical moment, a figure flashed by. Li Shaoyang came over with a drum in one hand and a whip in the other.

The shadows behind him gradually solidified into reality. The one leading the group was a gentle and refined gray fairy with a feather fan and a long scarf. He had a human body and a rat head, and apart from being a little bit creepy, everything else was fine.

There were two or three thousand troops behind them. Liu Xia Lian was confused. Why did so many people come?

The first group had more than a thousand men, led by a general riding a red horse holding a double-gun box gun, a machete on his back, a sheepskin coat worn inside out, and a roe deer fur hat on his head. The next thousand or so men were similarly equipped, riding tall horses, holding old-fashioned Hanyang-made old-style rifles, Type 38 rifles, and some holding cavalry swords, firing from time to time and rushing towards the enemy on the opposite side.

Li Shaoyang introduced: "This is my old King Bei, my great grandfather. He was a great hero who roamed the lands of white mountains and black waters. These people are his subordinates. There are more than a thousand people. That's enough, right?"

"That's enough. The old man is still as heroic as ever."

Behind them were two teams of soldiers. One team was the Hu family soldiers, led by a tall and mighty fox-headed man, who was strong and sturdy. He led about 500 soldiers, armed with swords, shields, spears and other weapons. The last team was the 500 Chang Mang soldiers, led by a rough man who was extremely strong.

The three teams showed no fear and charged fiercely into the enemy's ranks.

Liu Xialian, Li Daniu, Daya and Erya took the opportunity to charge into the enemy camp and headed straight for the master of black magic. Facing the siege of four people, they did not lose the upper hand at all. The master of black magic resisted Liu Xialian's purple lightning sword and slammed his staff, knocking Daya in front of him away. Daya was thick-skinned and fell heavily, and Erya hurried over to support her.

Liu Xia Lian and Daniu used a knife and a sword to chop the dumpling stuffing, but unfortunately they couldn't even break his black light. At this moment, Lei Daochang shouted, "Hurry, get up."

Following closely behind him was a brilliant light, and a murderous black mass of tens of thousands of cavalrymen, each more than ten feet tall, and their horses as strong as dragons. Even from a distance he could feel the chill, and got goose bumps all over his body, and wanted to find a place to relieve himself.

The immortals who were fighting fiercely immediately left the battlefield. Before leaving, the old sad king did not forget to shout to Li Shaoyang: "Don't forget what you promised."

The more than 1,000 soldiers and horses that Li Shaoyang brought disappeared into thin air, and Taoist Master Lei shouted, "Get out of the way."

Liu Xia Lian took the lead and charged diagonally. The soldiers of the sorcerer were chopped like melons and vegetables under the purple lightning sword. They shattered as soon as the sword touched them.

After a while, Liu Xialian and the other four returned to Master Lei breathlessly and asked, "What happened just now? Shaoyang, why did your troops retreat?"