First Class Taoist Gate

The Great Sui raised 200,000 troops to suppress Tubo. Tubo raised 100,000 troops from its headquarters, 60,000 each from the East and West Turks, plus the assistance of other small neighboring countries, totaling 300,000 soldiers and horses. At the border.

Fu Yun knew about his family affairs from his family. Although he put together an army of 300,000, which was 100,000 more than Da Sui, he couldn't stand together. If he faced the enemy, he would not be the opponent's opponent.

What's more, if you look at the equipment of other soldiers, and then look at the equipment of your own soldiers, there is no comparison at all!

Therefore, Fu Yun can only defend, relying on the defense of the Wanjiashengfo team. If you can hold it, then Tubo is safe and sound, and if you can't hold it, you can only retreat.

Zhang Bairen bowed to Yang Guangying and bowed. He walked out of the camp with a race bag, and looked at the Buddha's light in the distance. Zhang Bairen snorted coldly: "What a poisonous method, it is possible for men to give birth. My child, if it spreads out, I can’t be a human being! The Governor will come to see you, the means by which thousands of families give birth to Buddha!"

Zhang Bairen's face was upright, and he strode into the 10,000-born Buddha array with a stride. The race bag in his hand was thrown away, and the race bag grew in the wind, turning into a baby's head size, floating on top of Zhang Bairen's head. As if a strong wind was blowing, the race bag slowly opened up, turning into an endless whirlpool at the exit of the bag, and a force of suction spread to all directions.

Hearing an exclamation, countless ordinary soldiers were caught by the gust of wind, and they flew out involuntarily, shrinking and sinking into the race bag.

"Wow!" When the race bag passed by, all Tubo and Turk soldiers within a radius of tens of meters were taken by the race bag, and then Zhang Bairen urged the mana to refine the race bag. Outsiders can't see it, but those inside can see that there is a strange power in the race bag. As soon as the soldiers enter, they are shrunk, as if they have become water waves, absorbed by the race bag.

Every time a person is absorbed, the color of the race bag becomes brighter and stronger.

Although the Ten Thousand Birth Buddha Formation confuses Zhang Bairen's senses and does not see the soldiers hidden in the formation, it cannot hide the magic weapon of unconsciousness.

The soldiers hiding in the large formation saw this scene, and they were suddenly shocked. Liushen Wuzhu, yelling, fled one after another.

In the face of death, military laws and orders are nothing but whispers.

"It deserves to be a famous and difficult person!" Seeing Zhang Bairen rampage in the big array, his layout turned into nothingness, and the monk beside Fu Yun praised him.

"Mage Guangming, I'm asking this kid to continue. I'm afraid that there will be flaws in the big formation. Why not send a master to catch him. This kid is extraordinary in the Great Sui, and he can negotiate with Emperor Sui." Fu Yun looked at her side Monk.

The monk, the Guangming Mage, with a groan on his face, said after a while, "Tan Zhu, you will meet the donor for a while!"

"Yes!" Outside the big tent, a man who seemed to be coated with gold paper jumped up, rolled up the sonic boom, came to the battlefield after a few breaths, and punched Zhang Bairen in the chest:

"Middle-earth masters don't want to be arrogant, I will meet you for a while!"

Zhang Bairen couldn't understand the other party's words, he could only hear a whirr, and he saw a monk who was surrounded by golden light calling him.

"Jumang's true body!" Zhang Bairen was surrounded by a ray of blue air flow, and there was nothing unusual, a silky bend in his hand wrapped around the man's arm, and continuously removed the man's strength.

A man has the power to crack mountains and rocks, but it is difficult to break this softness.

Like an old tree with roots, Zhang Bairen suddenly exerted his strength and threw the man up and threw it more than 20 meters into the air.

"boom!"

The dust was rolled up and spread to the surroundings. A cough sounded. The man patted his **** and stood up, showing no damage.

"What a horrible secret method" Zhang Bairen was shocked, but he kept walking in the big formation, sucking soldiers from all walks of life everywhere to nourish his own ethnic bags.

Ethnic bags, regardless of demons and ghosts, the more you swallow, the better.

"Om!"

Although the man was stiff, he was not clumsy. He cut through the air like a rope. He blinked in front of Zhang Bairen before he burst his head with a punch.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "I will be invincible if I see the gods! Even if I see the gods, the outcome is still unknown. You are the disciple of the secret practice of Tubo Buddhism. It is really amazing. This is not bad. It can’t be said that a thousand calamities will not hurt, but it can also be cracked by extraordinary means!"

Regardless of whether the man understood what he said, Zhang Bairen suddenly exerted his strength, ran the Houyi Shooting Sun Scripture, and slammed a punch.

"boom!"

The man was punched in the chest by Zhang Bairen, and he flew out and smashed an unknown number of rocks.

Even the granite can be turned into powder with his own punch. Zhang Bairen wonders if the man's impervious diamond body can stop it. In the face of a warrior with such a small strong attribute, even if it is seen that the **** is not bad, the strong will have a headache.

"A terrible punch" The man crawled out of the ruins, his eyes were full of shock, and a fist mark on his chest was like a carving, three points into the wood. Despite the constant peristalsis of his skin, it cannot recover.

"This person's vajra indestructible body has really entered the fire. If he can be refined into a zombie, he will definitely do a lot in the future." Zhang Bairen was surprised in his heart, but the ethnic bag in his hand was not slow, and he kept receiving the surrounding soldiers.

Zhang Bairen doesn't care about the surrounding environment, and takes a step forward. How can hundreds of thousands of troops be able to run away?

A hammer in the east and a stick in the west, but the tea time has been faltering, and the hundreds of thousands of troops have begun to shake.

The back of the sword box vibrated slightly, and Zhang Bairen threw it casually, but saw the sword box opened automatically and four long swords shot into the depths of the earth in the center of the battlefield. No one knew what Zhang Bairen was going to do.

"kill!"

The golden body was chasing after Zhang Bairen, but Zhang Bairen shrank into an unpredictable position, and the man couldn't keep up with him.

Tan Zhu's eyes are splitting in the back, even if he has the power to shock the sky, but he can't hit someone, what can he do?

"boom!"

After Zhang Bairen’s ethnic bag swallowed five thousand people, Turkic and Tubo masters successively entered the court to hunt down, but seeing Zhang Bairen shrinking to an inch and stepping out of the crowd in one step, it was extremely difficult for everyone to catch them, and they could only follow. Zhang Bairen ate ashes behind him.

"Master!" Fu Yun could not sit still.

"Om"

Master Guangming’s mouth was thunderous, and Zhang Bairen, who was on the battlefield horizontally and horizontally, suddenly stagnated, but there was a divine fetal body guard, and the divine fetus in his dantian shook slightly, eliminating the power of the Guangming Mage.

"The Six-Character Mantra of Buddhism" Zhang Bairen was slightly startled and almost said.

Seeing that Zhang Bairen was not controlled by the mantra, Master Guangming spoke again:

"Well"

"Yes"

"Ba"

"mum"

"Hum"

The six-character mantra followed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and turned into a mantra post in the void, trying to seal it.

"What a terrifying six-character mantra!"

Looking at the six-character mantra stickers that seemed to block time and space, the instinct response board performed a substitute technique.

A hair fell off, the six-character mantra sticker fell, and Zhang Bairen escaped and continued to slaughter in the crowd.

Seeing that the blow failed to work, Master Guangming's expression was slightly dark, and he sighed slightly: "Unfortunately, the monk is not cultivated enough. If the six-character mantra is applied to the Mahayana realm, it can seal time and space, cause and effect, and the substantive technique simply cannot reach the Buddha. Family rectification."

Master Guangming had to make a move, but it was too late.

The 300,000 army was already panicked and turned into headless mice running around everywhere.

Breaking the formation does not mean that all the 300,000 troops must be destroyed. As long as there is a part of the chaos, the formation will naturally break open, and the 300,000 troops will be exposed under the eyes of Da Sui.

"Your Majesty, the big formation is broken!" A soldier rushed in with excitement and knelt to the ground.

"Really? Aiqing is really powerful, and there is nothing impossible for Aiqing to take action." Yang Guang's eyes are full of excitement: "I have ordered the three armies to move together. It is necessary for all the Tibetans to punish!"

At this moment, looking at the situation in the field, the middle-earth master has taken the lead to enter the Tubo camp and intercept the enemy for Zhang Bairen.

"Oh! The big formation is broken!" Guangming Mage sighed helplessly.

"Time is not in me! Tian Qi also! If it weren't for the weird bag, which shook the minds of the army, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation could turn into a stumbling block, blocking the 200,000 lions of the Great Sui!" Fu Yun seemed to be much older in a moment.

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