Hearing Diapolo speak, the gathered immortals looked at each other, and then

"Get the spare flying sword and form a formation!"

In Diapolo's even more speechless eyes, these sword immortals took out another set of flying swords in a generous manner. Then these immortals took Yu step and formed a sword formation that could condense their power into one and exert more powerful forces to attack.

"What the hell is this?"

With the sword energy spreading, Diapolo took steps and avoided calmly, but his mood became more and more speechless. If nothing unexpected happened, the immortals in front of him should have been born from Jiange.

But when he was powerful, he didn't remember that the immortals in Jiange were already rich enough to play backup flying swords. Although that sect was rich, it was not as rich as this point.

Of course, they also have their style of conduct, which is arrogant and domineering and unreasonable. I don’t know who they learned from, so they all told them to verify his identity. As a result, they almost didn’t hesitate, and these guys started again.

"You guys don't understand people's words?"

Diapolo stretched out his palm and pressed it down with a slap. The energy of the weather condensed due to his palm, and the powerful sword formation that could last thousands of miles also collapsed.

No matter what kind of moves it is, before it is promoted to a certain level, it is based on the spiritual energy or elements around it.

Once the energy is suppressed, no matter how powerful the moves or the majestic array are, they will lose their function and become decorations or fancy juggling.

"This beast is fierce, and we can't beat him!"

When faced with such a situation, the immortals did not show panic on their faces, and they were still very calm. They had experienced strong winds and waves and had high-level knowledge, how could they be surprised by the small scenes now?

They seemed to have dealt with similar situations, so after Diapolo suppressed the vitality, he quickly retreated, and then once again shot out a jade talisman and flew into the distance.

Then these immortals did not try to do useless work, but dispersed directly, and seemed to run away. Diapolo saw these immortals doing such neat and neat actions, how could he bear it?

As soon as he reached out, he tried to catch these guys and ask about the situation, but these guys were like loaches. The shifting talismans of the Qiankun type were thrown out like they didn't have money. In a moment, they confused the operation of the heaven and earth, making it difficult for Diapolo to catch them all at once.

Then the next moment, Diapolo felt the vibration of the earth's veins, and the evil spirit of soldiers and swords that had long been beaten to pieces and were clearly visible to the naked eye rose into the sky.

"This is……"

Diadoro looked at the legion in front of him, his figure slightly stopped, and he slowly breathed out a breath of helplessness on his face, and he smiled and shook his head.

"This kid is having a lot of fun!"

The legion that appeared in front of him was nothing else, it was a bronze warrior with a metallic luster. The faces of these warriors also had a look of joy and anger that was as different as living creatures.

Of course, the warriors who appeared in front of him were basically glaring at him, holding the weapons in his hand tightly, and just waiting for the general's order, they all stepped forward and stabbed him, the madman who disrespected Da Yong, into a hedgehog.

"Terracotta Warriors and Horses!"

Diapolo slowly read out the origin and name of the legion in front of him, and felt a lot of emotion.

Before leaving, he left some Taoist techniques to the new emperor of Dayong, including the art of warriors that immortals prefer.

For immortals, hard work and no hard work. They can be a Taoist soldier every day. They are simply perfect servants who can meet all daily needs.

Of course, these Taoist figurines in front of them were naturally not refined by the magical powers that were handed over to Zhang Jinghong. This thing can only vaguely see some traces. In fact, the method of refining is definitely different from the version he gave to him.

It can be described as inspiring new things, so Diapolo, who was still a little impatient, was ready to play again. Faced with the general's scolding and the scolding and attacks of hundreds of soldiers and horses, Diapolo still suppressed it with one hand as if he had just happened.

Then, with the sound of metal tearing, the Taoist figurines he captured with his power were broken one after another. The spirits who were staying in it suddenly adopted the method of burning both jade and stone, and would rather give up his life than give him a fatal blow.

However, just when Diapolo was a little unresponsive, the brand new Terracotta Warriors appeared in front of him again, with a momentum and tactics that were just the same as before, and there was no big difference.

At this time, Diapolo understood what was going on with the Taoist legion in front of him. The body forged in bronze was a disposable temporary carrier, and the most important one seemed to be the ghost with a faint smell of sandalwood.

Therefore, even if the body is broken, it is not a big problem. As long as you have money, you can change it at any time. As long as the ghost is immortal, these warriors and horses can be reappeared in the world again and again.

If it is just like this, it would not be a problem. After all, it is a ghost. Even if a mortal finds the right method, it will not be difficult to kill it.

But these evil spirits on the battlefield seem to be the most terrifying battle souls among the ghosts, and the most outrageous one is the smell of sandalwood on these ghosts, which shows that they have been incense and have received sacrifices.

This is essentially different. Although the power is very weak, these heroic souls have turned into ghosts and gods. When their powers gather together, even immortals and even celestial immortals cannot ignore the concept of horror.

After understanding these warriors and structures, Diapolo had no intention of fighting, but it was indeed a bit late for him to escape. After he arrived, he did nothing even if he stayed in place and just made an appropriate counterattack, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

The endless warriors gathered in front of him along the well-connected veins, and these carefully selected soldiers spontaneously formed a military formation to fight against his unprecedented demon.

And those immortals who were not his opponents at all also called friends and informed the sect's division commanders to come and arrest him, the "demon" of unknown origin.

Under such a wheel battle, even if his body is the original body and condensed by the power of the divine wood, it is a little overwhelmed.

However, the noise he made during this arrival was a bit big after all, and naturally attracted higher-level attention. Therefore, the farce that would have continued to make noise ended.
Chapter completed!