Chapter 80: Taking Erlong Mountain by Strategy, [Strategist] Upgrade

"Bah!"

"Monster, take my Zen stick!"

call!
The Zen staff was swung and the iron python flew across the sky.

In the violent gust of wind, the blood tentacles were torn apart, and the fishy wind blew back. Anger flashed in Lu Zhishen's wide eyes, and his mighty true energy suddenly rose up, and rolling bloody roots soared into the sky.

Under the astonished gaze of the golden-eyed tiger, countless long bloody tendrils emerged from the staff in the monk's hand.

It has the winding of plant roots and the agility of biological tentacles, twisting in the air like a snake.

Although he retreated suddenly in shock, the strange roots instantly crossed the distance between them, wrapped around the golden-eyed tiger's body very lightly, and then pierced into his body effortlessly.

The soul of a cultivator who is pregnant with spirits is invisible and intangible, and is naturally immune to physical attacks.

Although the Qi of a practitioner who cultivates Qi cannot defeat his soul, it can still hurt him.

At this moment, with the soul of Lycoris radiata as the inside and the Qi as the outside, in an instant, the extremely powerful golden-eyed tiger was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the blood-red red spider lilies all over Lu Zhishen's body became more and more beautiful.

"How dare a kitten act so unruly in front of me!"

With a stroke of his long sleeves, the mummy-like golden-eyed tiger was instantly turned into powder.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

"I will go up the mountain and seize Erlong Mountain now, so that my brother can see what I am capable of..."

Lu Zhishen acted immediately, picking up his Zen staff and heading towards Erlong Mountain to kill.

Look at the three checkpoints at Erlong Mountain, they are very steep.

A temple is surrounded by two high mountains; the peaks are majestic and there is only one road leading to the pass in the middle; the three levels of pass are filled with densely packed logs, cannonballs, crossbows, strong bows and bitter bamboo spears.

After passing three checkpoints, we arrived at Baozhu Temple. The three palace gates looked like mirrors, and the flat land was surrounded by wooden fences.

There were dozens of minions standing at the gate in front of the temple.

In the middle of the Buddhist temple, there was a tiger-skin chair, and many minions stood on both sides with guns and sticks.

"Golden Eyed Tiger" Deng Long was sitting on a chair at this moment. Because his soul was destroyed, his veins were bulging with pain. It felt like a stick was inserted into his brain, stirring it vigorously, and his skull was about to burst.

Moreover, that wisp of soul was completely destroyed, and he had no idea what had happened at the foot of the mountain.

"Brother, this is unbelievable..."

The little henchman rushed in anxiously, shouting, "There's a fat monk in front of the pass..."

"We are not rivals!"

Deng Long raised his head in pain. With this injury, he was no longer able to fight. He waved his hand and said, "Guard the checkpoint well. Don't fight."

"Yes Yes……"

Before the first level, Lu Zhishen was like a god or devil descended to earth, and there was wailing between heaven and earth.

Rumble!
The Zen staff chopped down, and the space at the top of the staff exploded as if it were real and turned into air waves that rolled out.

An astonishing scene took place. The wooden sticks and arrows were all shaken violently, and then turned into powder!

There are poems:
The black straight gown has two sleeves on the back, and the round blue ribbon is tied diagonally at two ends. The sword in the sheath hides three feet of spring ice; the Zen staff on the shoulder holds an iron python. The egret legs are tightly tied with foot ropes, and the spider belly is firmly tied with robes and bowls. There are thousands of broken iron wires around the mouth, and a belt of hair on the chest covers the fear. The face of a carnivore and fish eater is not a person who reads scriptures and chants Buddha.

This time, Lu Zhishen came to the battle well-fed, not hungry like in the original novel. Naturally, he was majestic and killed people in a chaotic manner.

…………

"Brother, Master Zhishen is coming straight to kill us." Shi Qian was like a giant bat flying through the woods and came to report the situation as soon as possible.

Cao Jie immediately put on his bamboo hat, led Wu Song into the rain, and said, "Then let's follow the second plan!"

"Yes!" Plans can never keep up with changes, so Cao Jie designed multiple plans.

Some are like Cao Zheng in the original novel, who pretended to surrender; others are like now, who disguised themselves as traitors and unfollowed others.

There is no way these minions in Erlongshan could understand these schemes.

Even if it is discovered, what's the use?
The army was defeated like a mountain.

Led by Ruan Xiaoqi and Cao Zheng, and followed by Zhang San, Li Si and others, they could kill a large number of people with just a few sword strikes, and then fled to the mountains inside the pass with the defeated soldiers.

There are no rules in Erlong Mountain, and it is impossible to enforce orders. The defeated soldiers can open the checkpoint gate with just a few shouts and scolds.

After repeating this process, everyone arrived at Baozhu Temple.

"Brother, that fat monk is coming to kill us."

Deng Long's eyes widened immediately, and his headache was gone. He asked in horror, "Why is it so fast?"

"I don't know! It seems that the brothers at each level have surrendered. Open the gate and welcome him in..."

"Fuck! They are all traitors..."

While Deng Long was shouting and cursing, hundreds of defeated soldiers broke open the palace door and squeezed into Baozhu Temple together.

What does it mean to be defeated like a mountain?
That's it. The most feared thing on the ancient battlefield was the fleeing soldiers in the front row attacking one's own camp. If there was no supervision team, once the front was defeated, it would be like a domino effect. Not to mention a few hundred people, even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people would collapse in an instant.

I can only say that Deng Long is not a very good village chief and only cares about his own enjoyment.

"Brothers, the monk is alone, and two fists cannot defeat four hands. If we rush forward together, we will kill him on the spot..."

"I hug you grandma!"

A small follower who was frightened by Lu Zhishen shouted loudly, which soon caused a commotion.

"Catch him and surrender to King Kong!"

I don't know who shouted loudly.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Deng Long, whose veins were bulging.

"Catch him... Only by surrendering can you survive..."

"Caught him..."

Deng Long felt horrified, if he was in his prime, he would not be afraid of their chaos, but now half of his strength was gone, and the power of the God of Pregnancy was directly scrapped.

With Ruan Xiaoqi's intervention, the leader of Erlongshan soon became a tattered corpse.

It's not that everyone doesn't want to capture him alive, but there are just too many of them. You attack me, I attack you. There are also those who were originally monks but were forced to become bandits by him, so they naturally want to retaliate, and their attacks are inevitably a little heavy.

"Vajra Master, spare my life!"

"I don't dare to do it anymore."

Lu Zhishen looked at the bandits kneeling on the ground and suddenly felt very strange. Why are they so relaxed? This shouldn't be the case!
"Brother Zhishen, congratulations on subduing these bandits."

Ruan Xiaoqi and others walked out of Baozhu Temple and clasped their fists together to congratulate.

"Hey!"

Lu Zhishen scratched his head and said, "How did my family come to the mountain so easily? It turns out that you brothers are the insiders. Brother, you have a good plan! In a short time, you have taken Erlong Mountain."

Cao Jie, who was protected by Wu Song up the mountain, soon received the news of his upgrade to [Advisor].

【Complete a strategy】

[Experience of "Strategist" +99]

[Tomorrow will continue to be a day of ten thousand]

(End of this chapter)