The Alchemist God - Chapter 352

"Roar."

Lei Chong roared, the hammer in his hand smashed the head of a thousand captains, smashed out, the sky thunder flashed, illuminating the surrounding, I saw the black pressure of the city is full of the figure of the demon, not counting The number of the demon.

"Shield array."

In the crowd, the battle with the sword and the people attacked outwards, and went against the claws of the magical demon.

The soldiers in the front row fell down like wheat, and followed by a loud noise. A whole wall of the city finally collapsed under the immersion of rain, and the black-pressed magical rushed directly into the city. Directly hit the flank of the Yulin Department.

"Hey."

Long Lingjian came out of the sheath, Lin Muyu sipped a low voice: "Kill the past, break through."

Qin Yan, Shen Han and others unplugged their swords and followed Lin Muyu to the past.

"Hey."

A martyr with a waving tomahawk smashed over, but Lin Muyu's speed far exceeded his expectations. After a strike of a star-studded saga, Lin Muyu was only a sword, and the head of the sorcerer Already flying to the sky, he did not stop, has been rushing forward, Long Lingjian Feng Mang Sheng, in the blink of an eye has already cut a dozen or so demons into pieces.

At this moment, Lin Muyu did not want to challenge what Lei Chong, but did not want to attack the main force of the demon, and those devils also seemed to see the handsome flag in the chaos, crazy rushed to the direction of Yulin, and the handsome flag in the blink of an eye Falling down, and in the crowd of the demon, Yulin’s knife is still shining, but it must not last long.

"boom."

The blunt instrument fell on the armor, and the chest of a Templar soldier was directly pulled out of a large hole and fell down without a word.

Lin Muyu gnawed his teeth in a step by step in the rain, and opened the way for Qin Yan and Shen Han.

There are more and more sorcerers around, and there are almost countless. The soldiers in the Temple Camp are constantly decreasing. In less than ten minutes, there are fewer than ten people left. Even the cold is hurting an arm. Was cut off.

The killing sound behind him is getting smaller and smaller, seems to be covered by heavy rain, but more like the battle is over.

Yes, the magic of the armor is endless, the invulnerability is invulnerable, and its combat power is enough to enable them to fight against the Imperial soldiers in an enemy's ten. At this time, there are all kinds of magical monsters in all directions, the number is at least 100,000, and Yulin has only more than 10,000 people. How can it resist?

The foot is full of mud, Lin Muyu is surrounded by the golden light of the road, and even does not hide the light that binds the gods to lock the martial arts. The golden bond is locked around the sword and stirs up the sword of nearly two meters. After sweeping again and again, the awkward armor was cut into two ends, so that Qin Yan, Shen Han and others rushed to the distance step by step.

......

"Chi Jing Long, give me a clear road."

Under a roar, the sensation rushed into the crack of the space, and the figure of the red crystal dragon flew out. Zhang mouth shattered the head of a sorcerer, and then it bit the tail, and the sharp red scales on the back of the spine were in abundance. Upside down, it rushed out like a thorny needle, and the magical magic along the way quickly turned into a pile of rotten meat.

The appearance of the Red Crystal Dragon shocked the Mozu, who had seen such a monster.

However, it is the hatred of the Mozu, the Tomahawk, the spear, etc., greeted the little dragon in the rolling. In less than five minutes, there have been many gaps in the scales of Xiaolong, and the side of the dragon screams and screams.

Lin Muyu couldn't bear it, and immediately sent Xiaolong back to the space.

At this time, the burning pain in the left arm, I do not know when it was torn open a blood, blood is mooring, but obviously there is no time to stop bleeding, and the sky is raining, there is no such condition, Lin Muyu can only make a bang The killing has been going forward, not back, but the people behind him are still getting less and less, so that only three or four people follow.

At this moment, the sound of the rushing river suddenly came from the front. It was the Daojiang River, and the tributary of the Dao River flowed out of the winter frost city. This was drawn on the map.

Lin Muyu hurriedly said: "Go into the water and swim past."

Qin Yan’s gaze still stayed in Lin Muyu’s bondage, but it’s too late to think too much. He jumped into the river and went swimming with Lin Muyu. Afterwards, a group of enchanted men came to the water’s edge. Going forward, their feet are in the shallow water, they can only scream at the river, but they dare not get involved again.

A demon, afraid of water.

"Shen cold, cold." Lin Muyu shouted in the dark.

Qin Yan, while paddling, said: "Big brother, the cold man has just died in battle..."

"..."

Lin Muyu was silent, and he was desperately paddling water. At this moment, a figure of a camp soldier appeared in the distance. He also jumped into the water and shouted: "The deacon."

"I am here." Lin Muyu urged the valley to make the brilliance, so that Jin Hao's light is more flashing.

The man hurriedly swam over, but a second later, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the shore. The next moment, the skull of the temple camp soldier immediately turned into a crush.

It is the throw of the magical demon.

Lin Muyu was extremely cold, and Qin Yan hurriedly said: "They are still waiting for us on the shore, big brother, I will swim to the other side, otherwise I will still escape the killing of the demon."

"Ok."

But at this moment, the sound of the arrow from the string came from the air.

"Not good, it is winged."

Lin Muyu rushed to the ground, and Jin Hao came out through the body, condensing the wall of the gourd above the head, only listening to the sound of "clam dangling", the arrow was constantly ejected, the river was wide, and the two people swam nearly one foot. The time of Musk came to the other side, and it seems that there are still people in the air.

"What to do," Qin Yan said loudly.

Lin Muyu suddenly pressed his shoulders, and the two men fell together in the reeds on the riverside. Lin Muyu couldn’t make a sound, and the spirit of the wing was used to sense the wingsman’s breath. After nearly ten minutes, these wingers finally flew. When he left, he was relieved. He only felt that the vindictiveness of his body seemed to be drained. This battle at least lost more than 90% of his vindictiveness.

"Don't condense anger again." He looked at Qin Yan and said faintly: "Otherwise, it will be discovered by their wing people. My night vision ability is very limited. Now it is late at night, we will Let's escape with the cover of heavy rain. Can you identify the direction of Ayan?"

Qin Yan nodded and said: "There is the direction of the West and Lanyan City."

"Let's go home."

"Well, go home." When Qin Yan heard the words going home, he almost cried. It was like a nightmare in the 19 days surrounded by Winter Frost City. One would not want to go back. Nightmare.

On a rainy night, two people rushed to the west, only to take a break after leaving the winter frost city at least fifty miles.

The heavy rain is still pouring down, Qin Yan cried, sitting in the mud and crying.

Lin Muyu was silent, tearing a piece of wound wrapped around his arm from the **** robes.

Qin Yan cried for a long time and finally said: "Big brother, is the death of Jun Hou?"

"Well, I am dead."

"Jun Hou people are so good, why do they die."

"I do not know."

Lin Muyu was as confused as he was. He raised his hand and patted Qin Yan’s shoulder and said, “Ayan, we are gone. There are people everywhere. They will not be willing to give up. I don’t know... I don’t know Cangnan Province. How is the situation, the Mozu are so greedy, they will not only be satisfied with a small winter frost city."

"You mean... the Mozu will go west." Qin Yan said.

"Yes, they will attack the Valley City, and then attack the Lanyan City and destroy the entire empire." Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said: "We must make preparations for the morning, otherwise we will be defeated. Okay, hurry up, we If you don't have time to rest, you must find two horses as soon as possible. Go back to Grain City and then back to Lanyan City."

"Ok."

......

It was dawn, the rain stopped, and Xu Yang baptized everything on the earth with Jin Hui, as if washing away all the evils left in the battle last night.

Lin Muyu and Qin Yan did not have a look of a senior officer. The armor was full of mud and blood. The shirt was stained with blood and the rain could not wash away the red.

At noon, they found a village on the edge of the western border of Lingdong Province. Fortunately, Lin Muyu’s Qiankun bag has not been lost. He found some gold coins and ate two bowls of noodles in the village. Then he found the village head and asked him to The villagers moved to Cangnan province, but the village chief refused them and thought that these two people were just street scammers.

In fact, this is exactly the case. Two ragged men, who would believe that one is the great deacon of the temple, and the other is the little prince.

Lin Muyu didn't have much trouble. People who couldn't save it didn't have to waste time. They bought two horses that were still good, and they went all the way to Cangnan.

......

The next day, the fast-paced rushed to the provincial border, and there was a boulevard in front of it. It was also the official road connecting the winter province of Cangnan. The two men galloped and went until noon, and some guards appeared on the road. There is a checkpoint here, but there are at least three days of fast horse trips from Valley City.

"dismount."

A centurion walked forward and looked at Lin Muyu and Qin Yan with a strange look. He asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Muyu turned over and broke off the broken cloak on his shoulders, revealing the golden leaves of the Great Deacon of the Temple. He said, "I am the great deacon of the temple, Lin Muyu. He is the son of the King of the Ning, Qin Yan. We are from the Winter Frost City. of."

The centurion rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed and pointed at them with a big smile: "You two rivers and lakes liar actually dared to lie to the army's head. Winter frost is not fighting with the Yihe country, if You are really the people of the Yangwei Legion. How come you come here, it’s hard to be... It’s a defeated soldier, and the temple deacon Lin Muyu, Lan Yan’s four masters will be your wolf.”

The soldiers on the side also laughed.

Qin Yan’s cross-brows are cold, and it’s faint: “The Yangwei Legion has been destroyed.”

"what did you say."

The centurion even laughed wildly: "Far fare, Weihou Yulin Weizhen shook the world, defeated the 70,000 Yihe national power of Manchu, and now is celebrating the feast in Winter Frost City. You dare to say that the Yangwei Legion is destroyed. It is."