Dream Realizer

Chapter 132

At the foot of Mount Song, it looked like a sea urchin crawling all over the ground, with a dazzling cold light shining with its back spines, and it was desolate.

...

Damn it!

Next to Li Mu, Linghu opened his mouth and the sword fell to the ground.

On the other side, Master Fang Sheng was in the shape of a contemplative Arhat, swallowing saliva constantly, on his bald head, the dense sweat refracted the sunlight, which was especially shiny.

Le Hou, Lu Bai was stunned.

Songshan.

Zuo Lengchan, who was waiting to see Li Xiaobai's jokes, bit his tongue abruptly: "Fuck!"

Master Fang Zheng was discussing the future trend of the rivers and lakes in a low voice with Chongxu Daochang. He turned his head back to see this scene, and a swear word came out: "Grant Yunniang!"

Dao Chang Chongxu was taken aback and pulled off a few strands of his beard, but when he followed Master Fang Zheng’s gaze to the battlefield, he was stupid there, holding the long beard in his hand. , Letting the blood drip out of the chin, but didn't feel the slightest pain.

Tianmen Taoist knelt on the ground, bluntly saying that his ancestors blessed him, looking at Li Xiaobai's back is like looking at a god.

Yue Buqun was stunned for a moment, and quickly reviewed in his mind whether he had offended Li Xiaobai recently. He thought that he had pushed back and forth when Li Xiaobai suggested beheading the Eastern Unbeaten, so he turned his gaze to Yue Lingshan, who was like a flower and wondered what he should give. My daughter is looking for a husband's house!

Master Dingxian put his hands together, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and said a Buddhist horn.

Yilin screamed and sat on the ground paralyzed, staring at Li Xiaobai's back, her face flushed and she couldn't stop shaking.

Ren Yingying's face was pale and her lips trembled: "Little white rabbits, all white rabbits..."

...

The other side of the battlefield.

The army of Sun Moon God Sect has become a group sculpture.

The cultists who had just flaunted their might shuddered, neither advancing nor retreating. The chariot blocked in the middle of the road was like a monster that chose people and devoured them, frightening them.

Flying fairy!?

Why is it different from the rumors?

Didn’t it mean that Li Xiaobai relied on the Qinglian sword to penetrate the hip pad?

Don't tell me that the blue bricks are also magic soldiers?

Turn the sky over!

MMP!

Who said that Li Xiaobai was a man of great martial arts!

Is this something human can do!

...

"Bao Dachu, is this the weakness of the Tianwaifeixian that you investigated?" Tong Baixiong shouted with bloody blood, pointing to the chariot blocking the road.

"Qinglian sword is not a magic weapon!" Shangguan Yun said.

"The backstab army is abolished, and the iron hip army is also a joke!" Sang Sanniang trembled after witnessing the tragic scene of the meteor hammer hitting the hip.

"I don't know that Li Xiaobai has hidden so many things!" Bao Dachu wanted to cry without tears, "Who would have thought that flying immortals from the outside world could be so cruel! Tong Baixiong, you are most familiar with the Eastern leader. With the martial arts of the leader, you can achieve Li Xiaobai. Is it true? You asked me to explore the details of Li Xiaobai?" He pointed to the chariot, "Let me ask you, how can this be explored? Can you imagine that everything in front of you was done by humans? ?"

Tong Baixiong was silent, and after a moment, he sighed: "Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, Elder Bao, you are right. Li Xiaobai's martial arts is no longer what people can achieve. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a land immortal. , I blamed you!"

"Goblin? Goblin! Which deity's spell specializes in which part!" Shangguan Yun stared blankly at the backstab army on the ground, "Hundreds of ropes were accurately submerged in the same position, and Li Xiaobai opposed the valley. How persistent!"

"Elder Shangguan, don't talk about it. With a blow from the sky, my disciple still has a chance to survive. If he changes to another key position, hundreds of disciples will have their corpses all over the field!" Bao Dachu said in a daze.

"Can we still fight?" Sang Sanniang asked suddenly.

"..." Shangguan Yun, Bao Dachu glared at her.

Tong Baixiong: "Fight, fight, fight! Do you think about the extermination of the Sun Moon God Sect?"

Sang Sanniang bit his scalp and explained, "There is always a limit to one person's martial arts! Li Xiaobai controlled the ropes and knocked down hundreds of my gods at one time. How much internal force would it take?! He is like the sea. It’s consumed like this, and it may be exhausted too!"

Tong Baixiong thoughtfully.

Sang Sanniang added: "Moreover, he didn't even retract the rope. Generally speaking, it is easier to retract than launch!"

Shangguan Yun: "Sanniang is right."

Sang Sanniang got the admission and continued: "Elder Tong, Elder Bao, Elder Shangguan, we have already offended Li Xiaobai very much. If we don't take the opportunity to get rid of him and wait for him to recover, how can we survive?"

Bao Dachu was shocked, thinking of the consequences of encountering Li Xiaobai, and nodded cautiously: "That's right."

Tong Baixiong looked around the battlefield: "But, the morale of the children?"

"This is easy!" Sang Sanniang took a deep breath, hiked her inner strength, and the crisp voice immediately resounded through the battlefield, "Feng Lei Hall, Bai Hu Hall, the cultists listened to the order, Li Xiaobai's internal strength has been exhausted. Insulting dignity, but not hurting people’s lives, I will take him down. If I retreat, Li Xiaobai will lead the Wuyue Sword Sect to chase after him, and everyone will die without a place to be buried! If you move forward, you will live, if you move backward, you will die. The gods are invincible, the sun and the moon gods are invincible! Cut the rope, break the flying fairy, kill the enemy!!"

"Sun Moon God Sect, invincible, Sun Moon God Sect, I am invincible! Cut the rope, break the flying fairy..."

Tong Baixiong and several people looked at each other and greeted their cronies. Hundreds of people mobilized their internal strength at the same time and shouted slogans to boost morale.

Simultaneously.

The drum beat sounded.

"Wind, wind, wind!"

"Tiger, tiger, tiger!"

Suddenly.

The morale that had been suppressed by Li Xiaobai was mobilized again.

The cultists of the Sun Moon God Sect at the front of the queue rushed up, knocking on their weapons and shouting slogans, seeing death as home.

...

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

I have to say that the elders of the Sun Moon God Sect are indeed good at boosting morale.

Seeing the Sun Moon God Sect cultists rushing up without fear of death, Li Mu had a headache.

this time.

It's really a headache, a physical headache.

Sang Sanniang was right, he was really squeezed out. It was not that his internal strength was exhausted, but his spirit was exhausted!

once.

When sweeping the entrances of the Sun Moon God Sect in the south, he tried to launch a thousand-year kill with multiple weapons at the same time.

At that time, he used it at most for three people side by side at the same time, and it felt no different from single use!

But this time, by launching a thousand-year killing on hundreds of people at the same time through the chariot, he realized that it turned out that a thousand-year kill is different from being completely empty-handed, and he needs to be mentally locked.

The goal of several hundred people far exceeded the upper limit he locked.

Multiple ropes are threaded into a person's chrysanthemum at the same time, which is a manifestation of his lack of control.

Even if he doubled his spirit before entering the world of Swordsman, his head at this time still seemed to burst, and his spirit was a bit unable to concentrate.

It is obviously impossible to create the shocking group killing effect before!

After all, his four-dimensional attributes are still too low.

Damn Sanniang Sang!

Don't take the lives of others seriously?

Can surrender die?

Li Mu gritted his teeth secretly.

He seemed to notice that Li Mu's state was wrong, Linghu rushed to the toe, and the long sword on the ground fell into his hand again: "Uncle Shi, you can adjust your breath for a while, Linghu will protect you well!"

"No need, let me come."

Li Mu took a deep breath and adjusted his state as much as possible. There are too many people in the Sun Moon God Sect. If he exposes the weakness of his successor's weakness, the troubles are endless, he must be afraid of them all at once!

He held the chariot with both hands, squeezed his body behind the iron plate of the chariot as much as possible, forcibly enduring his head that was about to explode, remotely locked Sang Sanniang, who was almost at the end of the queue, and launched a thousand-year kill.

This time it is a single attack!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The rope that fell to the ground softly stretched instantly, hundreds of ropes, one goal!

boom!

The five-meter-wide and three-meter-high chariot rang up to the highest speed on the battlefield, hitting everyone in a straight line along the way, and appeared behind Sang Sanniang in the blink of an eye.