The Magus Era Chapter 677: Sword Mount

Between the normal space of Panhu World and the Fallen Abyss, it is cut off by a layer of turbid mist. This layer of turbid mist has a hint of chaos. If ordinary people enter it by mistake, even if they have walked a hundred years, they will not be able to pass through the mist and fall into the abyss.

Thirty-six black flags are suspended in the gray mist. The black mist in the flag is pervasive, and the water vapor is rushing. The cold and misty water mist is staggered into a huge portal in the air. Numerous barbaric drag children carrying their daughters in a hurry. Running into the portal, a mist of water surrounds them, and these barbaric disappear.

When some barbarics broke into the portal, they all shouted "Gongsun King Compassion" from the sky, and a little thought force came out of their brows, as if the water droplets converged into a stream, and from the stream into a stream, and eventually turned into a rolling river. Infused into Gongsun Yuan on the top of a mountain tens of thousands of miles away.

Gongsun Yuan is wearing a gold armor, riding a yellow dragon, holding a shield in his left hand and holding a sword in his right hand, and is facing 10,000 Jia Clan Warrior far away.

At his feet, there are nearly a hundred Jia Clan Warrior corpses lying side by side. Hot blood is continuously flowing out of these still twitching Jia Clan Warrior. Like magma, the hot blood that radiates from the river continues to flow down the mountain, and the mountains and rocks are flowing down. It melted a lot.

Behind Gongsun Yuan, a totem battle flag is flying high. On the Scarlet Battle Banner, a yellow dragon flew in the air. Numerous weapons such as swords, axes, and guns surround the yellow dragon, emitting a cold light from time to time.

A total of 3,000 Xiong's elite Warriors are wearing heavy armor, forming large formation and standing behind Gongsun Yuan. Dozens of Warrior leaders' heads were torn apart, and their deep bodies could still see deep wounds, but the Divine Magi level of vitality caused their wounds to squirm rapidly, and the wounds continued to shrink.

There are foreign forces entangled in these Warrior wounds. The blood light emitted by Divine Magi Blood Essence and a layer of dim light continue to swallow and impact each other. Occasionally, a trace of dead gas is ejected from the wound, and a large piece of flesh is unexplained. The end explosion shattered, but these Warrior looked at the enemies in front of each other expressionlessly, as if they could not feel the pain in their bodies.

A young Yu tribe holding a black staff rode on the back of a four-tooth white elephant, looking at Gongsun Yuan with a somber face.

Gongsun Yuan raised his right hand golden. The simple and thick long sword looks at the young Yu people yelling, "Emperor Shi 昉 (ang), without the black broken staff head, can you have a hard fight with me?"

The strong wind blew across the hill. Gongsun Yuan's head was flying with long hair, and an indescribable pride was like an eruption volcano heading up into the sky, shattering a large cloud chaos in the sky: "Your nobles of Yu people do not like to brag about the so-called" ceremonies ", the so-called "Rules", the so-called "Glory"? Shit etiquette, **** rules. Shit glory, you dare not fight with me! "

Emperor Shi With five fingers and one tight, a ray of ray of light on the black staff, a vertical eye on the staff appeared.

Behind Gongsun Yuan, on the tens of thousands of miles of land, countless barbarics dragged their families and hurriedly ran towards the flag gate composed of thirty-six black flags. Some successful barbaric perform various secret methods to continuously help the people to speed up the escape.

Rao is blessed by secret law. Those barbaric civilians who are farthest from the flag gate do not have three or five days to enter the gate. It's impossible to escape into the abyss. Not to mention that there are no known how many barbaric gathered here, barbaric of the brigade brigade is constantly passing by the mountain where Gongsun Yuan is stationed, and flees furiously to the flag gate.

"A real sword and a gun?" Emperor Shi yin yin smiled: "For these barbaric, you have to rely on so many people to play with so many elite warriors of my tribe? Is it worth it, Gongsun Yuan? "

Gongsun Yuanang started, and said lightly, "I do n’t believe in my indoctrination, I regard it as a ant, and I will not feel the slightest weakness when I kill it at will; but whoever indoctrinates me is my people. I regard it as Flesh-and-blood, even if they give up their lives, they must maintain their integrity. "

With a deep smile, Gongsun Yuan proudly said, "This is my Tao. It is the Tao of my Xiongshi, you don't understand."

Emperor Shi 昉 'Giggle' with a smile, he put away the black staff, took out a beautiful bayonet and waved gently: "I don't understand? I understand, what you call the Tao is actually as much as possible Imitate your ancestor. Xuanyuan Holy Emperor. Hehe, do you think you can be the next Human Emperor? "

"Offensive!" Emperor Shi said proudly: "Give him a fair death, cut off his head, make his skull into a wine bowl, and I will sculpt a line on it. This is a delusion to become the Holy Emperor Stupid! Hahahaha! Offense! "

Ten thousand Jia Clan Warrior shouted at the same time. They are united by thousands of people, like ten black angry dragons, howling towards the hill where Gongsun Yuan is located.

Several young people of the ethnic group simultaneously standing behind the Emperor Shi 笑 smiled. The bracelets on their wrists continued to burst into a large piece of strong light. Numerous large size small metal spheres ejected from the strong light. These metal **** were Immediately after landing, they split and turned into countless exquisite and strangely shaped metal spiders, scorpions, tigers, leopards and beasts, etc., and charged.

In a blink of an eye, more than 100,000 war puppets were taken out by young people of the Xiu ethnic group. These war puppets converged into a metal torrent, quickly surpassing the Jia Clan Warrior ahead, and approached Gongsun Yuan silently.

"Demon!" Gongsun Yuan yelled, his skin turned red for a while, and then a spit of blood was sprayed on the golden sword in his hand.

The sword is shaking violently, countless quaint and heavy Symbol spurts out from the sword's edge, a golden cane sword rushes out for nearly ten miles, and the condensed sword-like whistle whists toward the war that came up the hillside. I cut off.

Jiangman crumbles, countless large size small golden sword lights spread wildly around.

Metal puppets are cut by sharp swords, and the fracture is smooth like a mirror. Where the golden sword light passed, large swaths of metal puppets spit fireworks, and the electric light kept falling to the ground. The faces of the young people of the Xiu people twitched violently, and their losses were bleeding.

A sword splits and thousands of metal puppets are torn into pieces.

Gongsun Yuan yelled again and again, and the sword in his hand swung a large swath of Hanmang continuously. The arc-shaped sword-mongers were drawn along the mountain like a lawn mower, and all the metal rafters passing by were separated into two sections.

Ji Hao rode out of the abyss on the back of Mr. Crow.

Blinking Golden Light, Ji Hao saw Gongsun Yuan standing on the top of the mountain and waving his sword crazy.

"Unexpectedly, he still has such courage." Looking at Gongsun Yuan like a madman, Ji Hao couldn't tell what it was like. This guy still has such a side. There are descendants of Xiong's, it really looks extraordinary.

Si Wenming also burst out of the fog, and saw Gongsun Yuan gradually surrounded by metal puppets. Si Wenming silently pulled out the long sword behind him. (To be continued.)