"Sooner or later, we will be destroyed. Why don't we go out now and kill them all!" Zhang Hei gritted his teeth, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Guan Hong had a cold look on her face: "Since it's hard to change the situation, it's better to risk a charge."

If this was done, the number of casualties among these soldiers would probably be huge, but the three generals seemed to have no choice.

"Don't worry, three generals, let's see what I do." At the critical moment, a young monk stepped out of the carriage.

It's Ning Zhuo!

On his right is the heavily armored blood ape Dasheng, and on his left is the Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin.

Ning Zhuo's waist was no longer full of machine dragons, and Sun Lingtong had already quietly moved away from the army.

Ning Zhuo took out his military advisor's small seal and used it simultaneously, activating the small seal and performing spells at the same time.

The elements of earth combine with sand and solidify the soil one by one!

He was preparing a military advisor's sacrificial wine, enjoying the blessing of two notes of national defense and a triangular arrow array. The battle array itself can increase the offensive power, making his spells very sharp.

Immediately, with Ning Zhuo as the center of the circle, a yellow wind blew up.

The yellow wind blows, and wherever it goes, the flowing water condenses and returns to solid ground.

Jindan cultivator Luo Xiwei has to contend with national defense, so the actual power of his spells has been reduced a lot. He has been using spell attacks for a short time, but he has suffered from the backlash of his country's power, and his combat power has declined rapidly.

On the other hand, Ning Zhuo received blessings and was like a fish in water.

As he entered and exited, Ning Zhuo's spells actually continued to win, while Luo Xiwei's spells retreated.

After a while, the ground of the Third General’s Camp was restored to its original state!

"It's that Ning Zhuo!" Chen Lingfeng was condescending, overlooking the battlefield. When he saw this scene, he felt a little resentful.

"Wu Hen made the wrong choice."

"He attacked three generals but failed to kill any of them. Instead, it would be better to concentrate on attacking Ning Zhuo."

Luo Xiwei also felt very regretful: "I'm about to succeed! I didn't expect Ning Zhuo to have mastered a spell specifically for me. I must be so lucky."

Little did he know that this was a temporary usage created by Ning Zhuo after he observed it for a while and learned the principles of his quicksand spell. However, he did the opposite and did the opposite.

"It's him!" Wu Hen's heart moved when he saw Ning Zhuo.

He sneaked into the carriage, and when he saw Ning Zhuo for the first time, he had a premonition that this young monk would be a trouble.

Now, his premonition came true!

Wu Hen's five fingers suddenly clasped inward, and countless shadow threads were affected by it, attacking Ning Zhuo from all directions.

"Protect the military advisor!" Liu Er shouted.

There is no doubt that Ning Zhuo is the key to defense!

Guan Hong was far away, and Zhang Hei had already set off, running towards Ning Zhuo.

Facing thousands of shadows, Ning Zhuo certainly couldn't move.

Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin waved his arm slightly, and the mechanical sickle made a circle in the air, then paused lightly and returned to its original position.

Wow!

Like the sound of the tide hitting the rocks, thousands of shadows disintegrated and collapsed.

Wu Hen's body trembled, his face changed drastically, and his mouth and nose were bleeding: "What a powerful Night Rain Demon Soldier!"

Liu Guan and Zhang Sanjiang, who paid attention to this scene, also felt their hearts tremble. Zhang Hei was the closest and even felt a chill on his neck.

The three generals were shocked, thinking that their own military advisor had such powerful golden elixir combat power!

"He seems to be stronger than me."
Chapter completed!