The howls among the flags and flags were endless.
Tai Gong rushed and shook like chaff.
"If you look at this flag, this... among the eighteen ghost soldiers, there are at least four." Is there any research on troop allocation?"
"Oh, I have been unlucky enough to find out about this problem in my life and death."
Tai Gongchong said with a big heart. The iron ball suddenly rose into the sky above the flags and flags.
"Eight Hundred Bodhidharma."
The Taigong shouted: "It's the Eight Hundred Bodhidharma."
Su Che put the arrow on the bowstring, He looked solemnly at the iron ball in the distance.
Eight Hundred Bodhidharma, is there something about Shaolin Temple involved?
"What do these iron balls mean? Are there eight hundred of them in total?"
"The ghost soldiers in the world have not been fighting for a long time. You outsiders have long forgotten about the ghost soldiers. Power." Taigong Chong looked at the iron ball in the distance: "Xitian Buddhism calls the Dharma Bodhidharma, which is how powerful this soldier is."
"The so-called Eight Hundred Bodhidharma. Eight hundred ghost cultivators who have reached the seventh-level realm control this black iron ball at the same time, borrowing the characteristics of ghost cultivators who are invisible and can move in any size."
Tai Gongchong explained.
“Imagine eight hundred Taoist monks or Buddhist monks, each other’s magic power is gathered in one place. Although it is powerful, the magic power they practice is different, and the skills are even different, and they may disturb each other’s energy. If you want to sort out these magical powers one by one and form a combined force, you have to use great supernatural powers."
"But these eight hundred Bodhidharmas have found different ways, and even if they have their own unique methods, they all belong to the same category. The eight hundred ghost cultivators each shrunk to the size of a chicken and attached themselves to the iron ball. They were able to gather their strength in one place without using any magical formations."
"Just imagine. , hundreds of these iron balls rose above the battle formation, and thousands of ghost cultivators worked together. If they don't move, it will be like a mountain falling apart."
Lu Bai looked into the distance. The iron ball said: "It's so powerful, why don't we avoid its edge first?"
"The art of war has it, a majestic formation, a righteous flag." Taigong said straightly: "The flags and streamers are all surrounded by Where can we retreat to the hunting ground?"
"What do you want?"
Lu Bai asked.
"Let's surrender. The art of war also says that killing prisoners is ominous."
"Old lady, I understand."
Lu Bai looked at Tai Gongchong said.
"Huh?"
"You are just a piece of crap."
Su Che frowned.
The situation has become obvious. Sikong Tu is an enemy, not a friend.
The last resort is also a safe one. If the iron ball hits it and it is really unstoppable, then open the Qingdi Baoyuan and put all Lu Bai and Taigong inside.
Sikongtu has millions of ghost soldiers, how can he deal with this ancient relic?
This is completely true, but if it is exposedWith the information about Qingdi Baoyuan in his hands, wouldn't the previous hard work of letting Wu Zhiqi take the blame be in vain?
The middle strategy is to let Taigong Chong act as an envoy to reveal his identity as the envoy of Beimang Ghost Ancestral Palace. Regardless of whether it is true or false, as long as Sikong Tu throws the rat-proof weapon, it will be considered a success.
But this is tantamount to placing life and death in someone else's hands. Who knows what kind of temper this old ghost Sikong Tu is?
So we still have to take the next step.
Su Che glanced at Taigong Chong next to him.
"Since Taixiong doesn't want to reveal everything to Zuo, Zuo wants to achieve the reputation of being too fierce."
"Ah, don't."
Taigong Chong recalled the "good deeds" done by Young Master Zuo and waved his hand quickly.
"Sikong Tu, how dare you, a cowardless person like you, offend Grandpa Chong's mighty power?"
Su Che bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and the third arrow went straight towards the iron ball. And go.
A faint light suddenly appeared, and all the evil force spread along the long zhe-colored arrow.
There was a loud bang.
The famous "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma" actually fell in response.
The roaring of ghosts under the flags stopped for a moment.
"Shooted down?"
Tai Gong Chong looked at the rapidly falling iron ball and was stunned for a moment.
No way.
Su Che looked at the double-headed snake bow in his hand.
When did I become so powerful?
The arrow he just released is about nine times as powerful as the first arrow, and ordinary seventh-level masters cannot catch it.
But when it comes to dealing with the "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma" that Taigong Chong said, "Eight Hundred and Seventh Grade Ghost Cultivator uses ingenious thinking and magic to combine forces", it is definitely not even a little bit worse.
Sikongtu, who was sitting on the bronze chariot, clenched the chilong jade horn in his hand and secretly said a good arrow.
With this arrow, you can save a lot of trouble when settling the account.
Sikong Tu calculated what he had reported to Xue Shaojun before that he had six sets of "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma" under his command.
Each set of Xue Shaojun's side will be based on the various resources provided by the 888th-grade ghost cultivator. The six sets added together will be 6,408-grade ghost cultivators.
According to his original intention, since the eight hundred Bodhidharmas are all composed of seventh-grade ghost cultivators, relevant resources should be allocated according to the seventh-grade ghost cultivators.
But Xue Shaojun led the other ghost commanders and refused to do it, saying that unless they were allowed to verify one by one, resources would be given according to the ninth-grade ghost cultivation.
Just kidding, why would Sikong Tu let them do the counting and verification?
If there are 6,400 eighth-grade ghost cultivators in the Yin-Yang Realm with the same orders, how can the title of the No. 1 Ghost Dao Holy Land in Middle-earth be given to the Beimang Ghost Ancestral Palace?
In the end, everyone took a step back and decided to distribute various resources according to the rations for eighth-grade ghost cultivators.
In recent meetings, the matter of recalculating the number of ghost cultivators in the Eight Hundred Bodhidharma has been brought up.
I don’t know what Xue Shaojun did.The other four old ghosts actually agreed.
Five to one, the others are so determined that Sikong Tu can no longer stop him, otherwise it will not be true that he is eating free money.
Sikong Tu gently tapped the tail of the horse on the palm of his hand, and suddenly gave instructions to the knights riding the ghosts of dead horses on both sides of the chariot.
"Give me the order and send out three more Eight Hundred Bodhidharma to test his strength."
At the sound of the order, three iron balls immediately rose into the air. .
Wrapped in layers of dark energy, green light flooded out from the three huge iron balls like waves, making the ghosts cry and shake the soul.
Tai Gongchong looked at Su Che, and then at the "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma" rising up in the air and arranged in a Z-shaped pattern.
He was mumbling words, and his words were full of disbelief.
"It shouldn't be. Even a fifth-grade master can't break the Eight Hundred Bodhidharma so easily."
Su Che also felt a little bit under his words. Suspect.
Could it be that my skill has improved by leaps and bounds again?
Or is this Nine Yuan Jidu secret arrow really so terrifying?
If he is so powerful, Yu Liion will still be thinking about the "Secret Technique of Six Dragons Returning to the Sun". When he encounters an enemy, he will directly take out the secret arrow of Jidu and use his third-grade cultivation level to cast it. To fall under the arrow.
Su Che looked at Zheshi Changya behind him. With his current level of cultivation, he could only fire two more arrows at most.
Forget it, let’s try again.
Su Che bent his bow again, and another secret arrow flew out.
This arrow fell majestically to the ground like moonlight, and was even more powerful. Under the rippling power of Jidu Star, it was as bright as a shooting star.
Bang, bang, bang.
Three explosions.
The three "Eight Hundred Bodhidharmas" that had just taken off were unable to fight back and fell to the ground one after another.
Sikong held the chi horn with his bare hands and almost laughed out loud.
These arrows are really good.
An attendant hurried back and reported softly.
"Commander Qi, we have found out clearly that Taigong Chong is the Black Feather Ghost Messenger under Xue Shaojun in the realm. Although he is not a confidant, he is still a man of affairs."
< p>Wonderful, wonderful."Good thief, Grandpa, you are trying to seduce a foreign thief, but you dare to destroy my eight hundred Bodhidharma."
The big ghost in charge of the soldiers and horses among the six ghost commanders let out a loud roar. .
"Left and right, who and I will capture this beast?"