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Zhao Zilong was a famous general during the Eastern Three Kingdoms period. If Zhao Zilong was just a mortal, Zhao Zilong would certainly not pose any threat to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Tang Monk.
The problem is that what appears in front of Tang Seng is Zhao Zilong, who has absorbed the power of history and been reshaped by the power of the Demon King. His combat effectiveness is still amazing.
In history, Zhao Zilong once staged a good show of "Zhao Yun seizes Adou" in Changbanpo.
Tang Monk lazily blocked Zhao Zilong¡¯s spear with his Nine-Xi Zen Staff. Tang Monk didn¡¯t know whether Zhao Zilong had a soul or was an illusion. Tang Monk glanced at Zhao Zilong with his fiery eyes.
It¡¯s an illusion. Tang Seng was a little disappointed. If it was really Zhao Zilong, he would steal the soul and send it to the universe of the Qiankun Treasure Ring. With a little training, he would be a strong man again.
Tang Monk stared at the mourners in the distance,
"Your Zhao Zilong is just an illusion. Does Zhao Zilong, who has no soul, also want to kill me?"
The mourner sneered.
"The great Demon Lord draws on the power of the long river of history. Currently, he can only summon the illusions of these famous generals. But one day, the Demon Lord will completely pollute the long river of history. All these famous generals will return to the Demon Realm and become servants of darkness!"
Tang Seng did not expect that the Dark Lord actually had a plan to pollute the long river of history, and he was secretly frightened.
Zhao Zilong danced like flying with the spear in his hand, and streaks of lightning clung to the silver-white spear. For a moment, thunder roared and thunder shook.
These lightnings hit Tang Monk¡¯s brocade cassock. The brocade cassock shook for a while, and the lightning disappeared without a trace.
Tang Monk swung the Nine-Xi Zen Staff with great force. Zhao Zilong flew out and stepped aside.
After a while, a white light flashed from the coffin next to it, and a veteran general with white hair and a bright head, red robe and gold armor, held a big sword in his hand, and a precious carved bow hung from his waist.
Tang Monk looked at the veteran in front of him, "Who are you?"
The veteran general raised his white eyebrows and said proudly: "Changsha Huang Hansheng!"
Huang Zhong, like Zhao Yun, is one of the Five Tiger Generals of the Shu Han Dynasty. He once killed the famous Cao Wei general Xia Houyuan in Dingjun Shannan, which shocked the world.
The mourner sneered and said: "Huang Zhong's archery skills are even more outstanding. He has the ability to pierce a poplar with a hundred steps. He once shot Guan Yu Hongying under the city of Changsha with one arrow."
Huang Zhong swung the sword and slashed at Tang Seng. Tang Seng was as nimble as a soft tassel and easily dodged. He held down the Jiuxi Zen Staff, removed the critical blow from the sword, and kicked Huang Zhong to the ground.
The mourner continued to activate the spell, and a white light flashed in the coffin array.
A fierce general appeared in front of Tang Monk with his jaw and tiger beard and his eight-foot-long snake spear in hand.
Tang Monk sneered, "With this look on my face, this dear man, you don't have to think that he is Zhang Yide from Yan?"
The mourner nodded, "Tang Monk, I didn't expect you to be an educated person. Even Zhang Fei knows you."
Tang Monk smiled evilly and said: "Nonsense! If I hadn't guided Luo Guanzhong, could he have written "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"
The mourner looked confused.
"Who is Luo Guanzhong? I have never heard of him. Is this man also a famous general in ancient times?"
Only then did Tang Seng realize that he had let something slip.
As a time traveler, Tang Monk knew about Luo Guanzhong and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but at this time, Dongtu was still under the rule of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, and Luo Guanzhong of the Ming Dynasty had never appeared in this world.
The mourner asked: "Is this Luo Guanzhong strong? If the soul is strong, I will hunt him."
"Of course Luo Guanzhong is stronger. He is just a little bit better than people like Wu Cheng'en, Shi Naian, and Cao Xueqin. If you are not educated, go read more. You don't even know such a famous general?"
The mourner believed it and wrote it down.
Zhang Fei swung his eight-foot-long snake spear and stabbed Tang Monk.
These illusions, blessed by the power of the Demon King, have attack power comparable to that of immortals, but they are still too weak in front of the powerful Tang Seng, who easily defeated Zhang Fei.
A ray of white light was emitted from the dark array, and after a while, a military general with white robes and silver armor and bright eyes appeared in front of Tang Monk, carrying a spear.
The mourner said proudly: "This is Jin Machao from Xiliang. In the Sixth Battle of the Weishui River, he killed Cao Cao, seized the ship to avoid arrows, cut off his beard and abandoned his robe, which shocked the world."
Tang Monk glanced around at Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong and Zhang Fei.
"Four phantoms appeared among the five tiger generals of the Shu Han Dynasty. Why is there no one from Guan Yu?"
The mourner said: "BecauseHe went to heaven to become an immortal for Guan Yu, and he escaped reincarnation. In the long river of history, he was unable to absorb the power left by the heavenly immortals in the long river of history. "
Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Ma Chao, and Zhang Fei besieged Tang Seng. Tang Seng used his great strength and knocked them to the ground one by one. The four tiger generals of Shu Han disappeared.
Tang Monk said proudly: "I thought the so-called dark rituals and dark power were so sharp? They were just the illusion of some military commanders."
The mourner smiled and said: "Really? It seems that you really can't cry until you see the coffin!"
In an instant, the sky and the earth were spinning, and the thundering war drums tore the sky apart.
In the dark formation, beside the 999 coffins, civil servants and generals appeared one after another.
Tang Monk looked around and saw Sun Bin surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao, Kong Ming in Zhugelu in Nanyang, Bai Qi beside the mass grave at the Battle of Changping, and Zhang Liang strategizing.
The mourners activated the spell, and the gloomy air gathered together to form a river, drowning Tang Seng.
The river is full of murderous aura, but it is also full of the power of wisdom.
Tang Seng felt a terrible force grabbing him, and Tang Seng was unable to move for a moment.
He felt that the power and mana in his body were flowing away rapidly like a flood opening to release the flood. He was trapped in a strange river.
The mourners were like a majestic tower, covering Monk Tang.
"Tang Monk, this is just the power of a drop of water in the long river of history. It is enough to help my coffin array trap and kill the scripture collectors. Have you seen the power of the long river of history now?"
The hundreds of thousands of ring spirits in the small universe of the Qiankun Precious Ring are feeding back Tang Seng like crazy. The Qiankun Precious Ring is like a moving spell and a hot spring of life, soaking Tang Seng and conveying power to Tang Seng.
Tang Seng quickly recovered his physical fitness and strength. He opened his eyes, and the fire of life in his blood was burning. His eyes were like mountains of fire, spewing anger.
The mourner was shocked.
"You're fucking trapped in the power of history, and you still have the strength to open your eyes?"
Tang Monk's Vairocana hat and brocade cassock all burned. The temperature of the surrounding river began to rise, white gas began to emit, and finally, it began to boil.
The mourners were dumbfounded.
Tang Monk opened the palm of his right hand. In his palm, hellfires appeared and disappeared one after another.
"Undertaker, you hawks and dogs of the Demon Lord, even though you have the power of darkness, you still can't do anything. Defeat me and suffer death!"
Tang Seng punched the mourner.
The burning hellfire meteorites tore through the sky, and all the clouds in the sky burned.
Under the burning sky, the Hellfire meteorite fell over France, and the meteorite hit the boiling river on the ground.
The Undertaker was hit by the Hellfire Meteorite and was stunned for a while.
The earth trembled, and hellfires were born one after another in the flames and thick smoke.
Hellfires are all flaming giants more than three meters high, with volcanic lava flowing all over their bodies and burning light green wildfire. Under the attack of boiling water and hellfire, the civil servants and generals in the dark formation began to scream and disappeared one after another into black smoke. This cursed land began to be gradually purified. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com