MTL - Control The World-Chapter 72 Heaven and earth for chess

The mist was getting denser.

That avenue also seemed extremely mysterious. The statues in the mist are extremely secretive, and Ning Wufeng seems to be able to feel that they are alive through the sense of God.

Yes, they let Ning Wufeng feel the breath of life.

His heart was beating. Ye Bo and others just said that here is the remains of ancient gods. The statues here should be at least the gods of ancient times.

If they are still alive, don't talk about him, even if the three monks in the purple lake are not opponents.

Ye Boss said in a deep voice, "Well, the mist passage has been opened, let them in."

He pushed the monk he brought into the misty channel, and the monk cried and ran back, but was kicked into the mist by Boss Ye. Only one scream was heard in the misty mist.

The crowd couldn't see the situation in the mist, but Ning Wufeng could see clearly through the consciousness. But seeing it clearly, he was even more horrified.

He watched as the monk was taken in, but he didn't see him fall on the path.

Is the power of Boss Ye so amazing? Ning Wufeng said secretly in his heart, and then he denied such an assertion. Since they were arrested to explore martyrdom, the boss of Ye must have been very decent.

And what happened to that scream just now?

It's full of weirdness everywhere. The ruins of ancient deities even the monks in the purple lake area must be careful, not to mention that he only attracted the cultivation of qi.

The second monk was glanced at Gu Laogui, and suddenly, like a puppet, approached the martyrdom dumbly.

Apparently he was confused by Gu Laogui's spirit.

Ning Wufeng watched him walk in with his eyes open, and God locked the monk tightly. When he stepped into the same position as the first shrine, he suddenly disappeared.

How is this going?

Ning Wufeng was secretly surprised. But he had no chance to think, because three sharp eyes fell on him at the same time.

"I'll go by myself," Ning Wufeng said lightly, saying that he had gone alone into the ancient god's martyrdom.

His calmness surprised all three monks in the Purple Lake.

Hua Sanniang grinned and said, "Little doll, if you can come out alive, San Niang promises to find you a good relationship, hee hee."

Ning Wufeng ignored her. Although he seemed calm, this ancient deity was too weird.

He stepped cautiously into a position flush with the first ancient **** sculpture, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed dramatically.

At this moment, everything he saw in front of him was completely different from what he had previously felt with divine knowledge.

How could this be?

At present, two barbarian tribes battled fiercely around a raging river, and the soldiers on both sides were extremely fierce. The two generals headed by the two are a lion and a minotaur.

Behind the army of the lion's face is a sculpture of an ancient **** of snakes. In front of the sculpture are numerous **** sacrifices.

The ancient **** sculpture flashed agile light, and a mysterious breath was blessed on the soldiers of the lion-faced men. The lion's soldiers became more fierce, shouting, and killed the soldiers opposite.

On the other hand, the Niu Nianren worshiped a human basalt ancient god. The slender carp was slender and fell to the chest. Behind him is a tortoise shell with intricate patterns.

Similarly, a thick earthy yellow light submerged into the body of the tauren soldiers. Each tauren soldier was wearing heavy armor, and slammed into the lion-faced soldiers, crushing the lion-faced people directly.

With the emergence of Ning Wufeng, the fighting suddenly stopped.

"Heaven and earth are chess, who dares to play!"

Ning Wufeng's mind suddenly burst into such a sentence, and then he knew the rules here.

Heaven holds the child, people play against each other.

He chose one of the tauren and the lion face to face the other. As for the person who played against him, Ning Wufeng didn't know who it was.

But he had no choice.

"I choose the lion-faced man." Ning Wufeng said immediately, the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, and what he pays attention to is the sharp and murderous spirit, so he chose to kill the decisive lion-faced man.

Suddenly Ning Wufeng felt that he was being led by a powerful force to the side of the lion-faced man, and landed in front of the snake sculpture of the ancient god.

Roar……

The head of the lion in front of him roared low at him, and Ning Wufeng suddenly felt that the every move of the thousands of lion soldiers in front of him came to his mind.

He can drive every lion soldier at will.

At this time, a figure was also sitting under the ancient god's remnant on the opposite side, but his face was covered by a layer of vague fog. Ning Wufeng could not see clearly, and he tentatively released the god's consciousness.

However, the figure made him feel inexplicably familiar.

"kill!"

The Tauren across the front moved first, and hundreds of Tauren hurried to Ning Wufeng. Ning Wufeng suddenly felt a little nervous across.

Why do you feel this way?

Is he also the same person as himself?

Hundreds of tauren rushed over in the turbulent river. The flow of water was rapid, and I soon passed the cow's legs, knees, and immersed in my chest.

Ning Wufeng immediately ordered the lion-faced men to log down. After seeing the giant wood and hollowing out the trunk, a simple assault boat was ready quickly.

Thousands of lion-faced men and hundreds of assault boats took only a quarter of an hour. At this time, those cow-faced men have begun to rush water. Behind them were huge tomahawks.

Ning Wufeng ordered the lion-faced people to hide in the grass on the waterfront. Hundreds of assault boats were ready and ready to go.

When the cow-faced man swims halfway through the water, Ning Wufeng immediately orders and crosses halfway. Hundreds of assault boats rushed out towards the cow-faced men.

The Niu Nianren suddenly saw the Lion Man above the assault boat suddenly chaos. Some of them rushed forward, and they wanted to rush over, but also hurriedly searched for a way out.

Half-strike, the best strategy in the art of war. For a while, the cow-faced man was in a dilemma, and the lion-faced man still had a number of assault boats, which made the battle more flexible.

Roar ...

The lion-faced men roared excitedly, waving their knives, rushed to the group of cattle-faced men, and killed the cattle-faced men as if they were cutting melon and chopping vegetables.

The figure below the statue of the ancient **** was also anxious. Immediately, all the faint spirits submerged into the body of the cow face, forming an armor on them. The lion-faced man couldn't split a knife at all.

With a bang, a cow-faced man began to fight back, waved a big axe and smashed the assault boat of the lion-faced man, and the lion-faced man fell into the water, and the two sides fought together.

Ning Wufeng kept **** all the time, and the ancient **** sculpture behind him also evoked sharp spiritual power, submerged into the body of the lion-faced man, and the lion-faced man's combat power increased rapidly.

With scarlet eyes, they frantically slaughtered the tauren.

The entire raging river was stained with blood red.

Roar ...

In the end, of course, the prepared lion face man won, and the tauren on the opposite side damaged hundreds of people without surviving. And the lion-faced men also discounted more than twenty soldiers.

Ning Wufeng skimmed the corners of his mouth and struck it halfway. He was a little dissatisfied.

The people underneath the ancient **** sculpture were already violently thundering.

Rumbling, Ning Wufeng, two huge dragon ships were pushed into the turbulent river. It turned out that Ning Wufeng arranged for the eight hundred lions to start casting the dragon boat while taking advantage of the two water games.

The dragon boat was ten meters high, with more than three hundred soldiers on one dragon boat, and nearly two hundred dragon boats. The dragon boat draught was extremely deep, reaching more than eight meters deep.

On the choppy river, the lion-faced men beat their drums, and their morale was high. The turbulent river beat on the dragon boat from time to time, and the lion-faced people were even more excited.

The other person was afraid to act rashly because he had made a mistake.

There are also many lion-faced men on the shore roaring and provoking the opposite.

Ning Wufeng found that the terrain on both sides should be similar.

In the middle, the river is the boundary, and then the rolling hills serve as a natural barrier. As for the situation behind the mountains, Ning Wufeng can't see it. He could only vaguely see the situation on the opposite hill.

Wow, the lion's face raised a banner in the mountains. Between the crosses of ancient woods, there were many lion-faced people walking in the jungle, and the lion-faced people carved by stakes were also erected.

For a while, there was no wind and nowhere else. The people under the ancient **** sculpture began to get nervous.

He immediately got ready to get ready.

Ning Wufeng saw the shadows on the hill opposite. Halfway through the dragon boat, there were also hundreds of canoes, which were dropped into the river.

Want to fight dragon boats with the power of individual combat?

The canoe has enough maneuverability. If it is entangled with hundreds of canoes and cut through the dragon boat, Ning Wufeng will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Then a group of canoes were launched.

Five or six hundred cow-faced men whistled towards the dragon boat with anger.

Ning Wufeng raised his mouth, fortunately he was ready.

Before commanding the lion-faced men on the dragon boat to fight, Ning Wufeng did one more thing. He ordered a hundred people to quietly rush towards the opposite bank in the previous assault boat.

"kill!"

With the sound of Ning Wufeng, the dragon boat's throbbing on the battle drum became more intense. The tauren also wielded a big axe, like an ant, surrounded the dragon boat frantically, and each dragon boat was surrounded by two or three hundred canopy men.

Dense canoes near Longzhou.

With a whistle, a cow-faced person rushed over, and a huge tomahawk blasted at the dragon boat. Obviously they were going to chisel the ship first.

The lion-faced man leapt from the dragon boat and jumped onto the canoe. The canoe suddenly sank, flooding the river.

The lion-faced man grinned and killed the tauren.

However, there were too many Tauren around in all directions, and some Lions did not jump onto the canoe, fell into the water, and were chopped by a big axe from the Tauren.

"Smash!"

Ning Wufeng saw more and more canoes in the surrounding area, and no longer allowed the lion-faced people to enter the water. The lion-faced people on the boat picked up the logs and smashed them into the river.

No wonder the dragon boat was so draught before, it turned out to be full of logs.

The lion-faced men on the canoe heard the order and gave up their opponents. They jumped into the turbulent river water and headed towards the dragon boat.

While the dragon boat was struggling to smash the log at this time, he lowered the rope and rescued the lion-faced man who fell into the water.

The canoe was hit by these logs, and all overturned. Even if it hadn't been hit, the log floated on the water and blocked the direction of the canoe.

The dragon boat shouted and shook the sky, and the blood-stained rapids of the river suddenly burst into a shouting murder on the opposite bank.