The ghost talisman frantically poured into the door, scrambling to fly towards Yan Niang, Yan Niang took a few steps back, stretched out her five fingers, and released a silver needle.
In the shimmer of light, dozens of ghost talismans had been nailed to the wall by silver needles, and they twisted their broken bodies, letting out bursts of hoarse dry howls, which slowly condensed under the freezing of the silver needles, turning into a foul-smelling oil stain and hanging on the wall.
But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, more ghost talismans had already pounced, some crawling against the ground wall, and the rest were like a puff of black smoke, flying in the air, surrounding Yan Niang.
Yan Niang just wanted to transform into a prototype to break through the encirclement, but a flash of fire suddenly swept over the upper edge of the beam, and in just an instant, the entire roof was burned into a sea of fire, illuminating the entire night sky and blocking her way.
In desperation, she had to return into a slender scale insect, swinging her head and tail, trying to find a gap in the grip of the ghost talisman to escape.
She saw a ghost talisman with a missing head and was slamming around, knocking it into pieces, scattering her hands and feet, but just about to escape, she felt a pain in her tail, and when she looked back, a ghost talisman climbed up her body, and her thin and sharp hand reached under a piece of dragon scales, trying to break the dragon scales and pull them off.
The little dragon let out a cry of pain, waved his tail and threw the ghost talisman to the ground, but this sound attracted the attention of more ghost talismans, they looked at Yan Niang at the same time, and after a little stunned, they gathered towards her at the same time.
With a "snap", a pale cyan scale was dragged off by the ghost talisman that went up first, revealing the light pink tender flesh inside.
The little dragon shook in pain, his tail curled up, and his body struggled even harder, throwing all those ghost talismans against the wall, and falling into a few lumps of oil.
But a thin strand of blood spilled down her wound, staining her tail red.
The ghost talismans smelled the smell of blood, and they rushed towards her, like a continuous wave, pressing on Yan Niang layer by layer.
"Dragon's blood."
The old man who was standing at the door also smelled the smell of blood, a dark smile twisted out of his lips, and his hand quickly stroked the page, urging more ghost talismans to come out of the imperial spirit words and launch a fierce attack on Yan Niang.
Yan Niang's body was wrapped in layers of ghost talismans, and they scrambled to pull out her dragon scales, and some even twisted into a ball on her back in order to fight.
The little dragon let out a cry of pain, and she flicked her tail desperately, slamming her horns into the beams again and again, trying to shake off the stinky ghost talismans on her body, but they were too numerous, and one wave went down, and another wave pounced, exhausting it to exhaustion, and several times it almost fell from mid-air to the ground.
Hearing the mournful cry inside the door, Lao Dao squinted his eyes slightly, looked up at the sky, and his gray head shook slightly, as if he was enjoying the most moving music in the world.
"Lin Jingyin, Lin Jingyin, you have exhausted all your skills, but after all, it still fell into my hands, and the bamboo basket was empty.
After you die, don't go to the underworld to sue me, if you want to blame yourself, you can't do anything, you have to fight with me. ” His shoulders trembled slightly, and he let out a hoarse laugh, and let Feixue float on his head, dyeing his hair and eyebrows white.
Just as he was proud, there was a loud bang overhead, and lightning broke through the darkness like a silver snake, cutting a hole in the sky, followed by rolling thunder, as if to turn the heavens and the earth upside down, diagonally through the entire heavenly dome.
The snow stopped, and the snowflakes that were still flying disappeared in the lightning and thunder, as if they had been sucked into the sky.
The smile on Lao Dao's face disappeared, he stared at the sky that was more dazzling than day, and slowly closed the words in his hand, his expression became solemn little by little.
"Bang."
Something fell behind him, and he turned sharply, only to find that there was only a gray night behind him.
Uneasy, he took two more steps forward, slowly leaned down, and stared intently at the floor tiles.
At this glance, he gasped: on the green bricks, there were two small mud footprints, smaller than a baby's feet, ginger, exuding a fishy smell.
"Bang, bang, bang" There were a few more strange noises, and this time the old man did not look back, because those things had no intention of hiding, they fell from the sky, and stood in a circle around him without hesitation, and the immobile eyes looked directly at him, and the mouth like a thin slit split to the sides, revealing a mouth without teeth and tongue.
"Clay man, the clay man of Montenegro" Lao Dao held back these words from between his teeth, immediately looked up at the outside of the courtyard, and smiled fiercely, "What is a good day today?"
Chu Guogong, you have also come to our Great Song Dynasty. ” "We?
Wuxiang, I forgot, now, you are also a Song person.
Also, you have always been sharp-minded, and when you smell a little blood, you don't hesitate to betray the old master, follow the past, and gather like mosquitoes and flies.
It's just that do you still remember those 3,000 Liao soldiers who died tragically in the Yin Soldier Tank, because of your betrayal, they were surrounded and slaughtered by the Song army, and then they were suppressed in the valley by you with Samadhi True Fire, and they could not be reincarnated.
They are all elite soldiers under me, and they were killed by you with such a tragic means, no phase, do you say I should avenge this revenge?
” This voice came from the courtyard wall, so Lao Dao turned around to look up, and saw a tall figure standing on the courtyard wall, he was wearing a golden crown on his head, a narrow robe on his left side, a belt around his waist, silk boots on his feet, and a leopard's head and eyes, looking majestic and extraordinary.
Lao Dao squinted at him, his face became more and more gloomy, and he suppressed his voice and said, "Li Derang, I only promised to help Yeluxian become emperor back then, but I didn't say that I would help him fight.
The soldiers are not tired of deceit, the Liao army was defeated, it was your strategy that failed, how can you blame me. ” Li Derang "hehe" sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "Wuxiang, you are the best at sophistry, so Jing Zong was confused by your rhetoric back then and damaged Yangshou, but I, Li Derang, have already seen you through, this time, I will not let you escape again." ” Lao Dao solemnly looked at the figure on the roof, his hands clenched tightly, ready to fight.
There were suddenly a few "hissing" snake chirpings in his ears, and Li Derang puffed up the tip of his tongue and gave orders to the clay figures around the old road.
When the clay figures heard this, they were stunned, their eyes widened, they fell to the ground, and one by one rushed towards the position where the old man was standing.