Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1627: Warfall Wai Spirit Mountain

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Xuanhuang Shake, a total of five domains, four domains are fighting.

Four pieces of heaven and earth were stained with blood and covered with **** veil.

There are more cultivator onlookers, there are Great Saint and Saint King, and there are also one or two Quasi Emperor grades, all of which are only visitors.

Ye Chen is a lunatic, and cultivator in Tianting is also a lunatic. In these scenes, no one dares to touch the mold.

In the thunder, the heavenly army commanded by the descendants of the emperor took the lead in ending the battle and extinguished the Sun and Moon God Church.

The Sun and Moon Religion Old Ancestor died, from Saint Lord to disciples, without any escape, the entire regiment was destroyed.

Looking away, there is a **** world, there is no standing mountain, and no palace is intact, the limbs are broken, the blood is gathered into rivers, and Magical Artifact fragments are everywhere.

On this occasion, the real devastation, the real corpses and blood flowed into the mountain, like Shura hell.

The Heavenly Court won a great victory, and each of them was so angry.

Who would have thought that in such a large-scale war, if more than 10 million people participated in the war, the Grand Chu heaven will have zero casualties.

The combat power is absolutely suppressed. From the beginning to the end, the sun and moon gods are all the objects to be slaughtered, and there is no power to turn over.

"The ones that can be taken away will not be moved back." Xiao Chen's sound wave was powerful and spread all over the world.

Under the order, Tianting cultivator all received the sword-killing war Ge, one by one rolled up the **** sleeves and began to sweep.

After the battle is over, there is no reason not to collect loot.

The mercenaries have spent a lot of money. They have to collect some money and come back. The Holy Land should be very rich.

So, this army is divided into two groups, five million cultivator sweeps, and five million cultivator is blocked in the four sides, so as to avoid troublesome people running.

The spectators were embarrassed and squatted down the hill.

Knowing that you destroyed it, we did n’t want to grab it.

Besides, with such a large lineup, who would run silly to pick up the baby, unless the brain gets into the water.

The next screen will have enough animals.

Tianting cultivator, that ’s an inch of sweeping! Ancient trees, exotic flowers and plants, spirit springs, and broken Magical Artifact fragments are all left intact.

Being more natural, while picking up storage bag, even people's clothes are picked up, leaving only pants.

The cultivator seen from various hills, whether it is Quasi Emperor level or Quasi Saint level, have collectively talked.

Before fighting, these people were a group of lunatics.

Sweeping at the moment, but all have become shameless robbers.

Moreover, looking at its skillful technique, you do n’t have to think about it, and you know that this trick is not done.

"Young King, Saint Lord secret order." Above the sky, a rushed person, Huang expert, handed out a Jade Slip.

Xiao Chen waved his hand and crushed the Jade Slip in the air. His secret knowledge was ingested by him into Shenhai.

Soon, his eyes bloomed divine glow.

Long Teng and others gathered and looked at Xiao Chen.

"Go to Ximo, and surround Spirit Mountain." Xiao Chen turned around for the first time, stepping on the empty sky, rolling his breath.

The Tianting cultivator heard that every war was high.

Obviously, this siege is not over, there is still a big battle, and the fight is still desert Spirit Mountain.

Behind them, there is a paved road.

Eight directions cultivator, they all made a tacit agreement to make way.

The ruthlessness of those gangs is too strong to hide. Only those who have experienced the war have it.

"One Great Saint land, so it was destroyed?" The person watching opened his mouth, and his intentions were still not enough.

"How many millions of people have been slaughtered, what a terrible word."

"This battle in heaven is really beautiful."

"Eh? Didn't go back to Zhongzhou, why did we go westward." Someone was so surprised that even those who were going to return home turned their heads and looked up.

"You won't want to fight Spirit Mountain!" Someone pondered.

The words said that too many people are meaningful.

If they hit Spirit Mountain, they are not surprised, Ye Chen was suppressed by the Buddha in Wuzhi Mountain. If the court is powerful today, most of the grievances must be settled.

Thinking about it, the spectators hula la follow up again, this next time, it will be a big show.

"Encircle Spirit Mountain?" The other three-way army also successively ended the battle, and also received a secret order.

Since the Saint Lord order of Tianting, no one disobeyed.

So, the army led by Long Yilong and the Five Commanders and the army led by Grand Chu and the Five Kings headed westward.

The descendants of the emperor descended all the way from the south to the northwest.

Chu Lingyu leads the army from Beiyue to the southwest.

Tianting Fairy Mountain, 'Fairy Maiden Peak' peak, the sitting Ye Chen has got up, and there is a cloud of flame under his feet.

"In your weak state at the moment, you don't have to go to Ximo in person at all." Hongchen Xue whispered.

"A period of causality between me and the Buddha has not been broken." Ye Chen smiled and stepped out of 'Fairy Maiden Peak'.

Hongchen Xue shook his head helplessly and followed him.

Thousands of heavenly masters were also followed.

After they left, Yan Fei, who was sitting in the heavenly court, also went, followed in the distance, and was protected in secret.

Ximao, it's lively again, the army of the four roads of Tianting, a full 40 million cultivator, has been merged into one place.

After 10 million on the left, 10 million on the right, 10 million on the front, and 10 million on the left, they pounced on Spirit Mountain.

In the distance, the Spirit Mountain Buddhas saw the heavenly army.

They are vast and mighty, like four pieces of black ocean and sea, swallowed up and down, to drown Spirit Mountain.

At this moment, even the Buddha's state of mind trembles.

At the time, Spirit Mountain was in turmoil, the enchantment of the Buddhist family was propped up, the golden Buddha was reproduced, and the Buddha's light was universal.

"I really think there are many people, can you beat Spirit Mountain?" Spirit Mountain mountain top, imperial fairy smile, the corners of the mouth slightly warped, there is a hint of cunning in the playful play.

In the room of speaking, the army of the four roads of Heaven Court has been killed.

The black silhouettes are arranged into a team of cultivator, the Eastern Riding Spirit Beast, the Western Riding Flying Sword, the Southern Tengyunwu, and the Northern Imperial Chariot.

Forty million cultivator, which is full of the vast sky and the vast earth, is magnificent.

Everyone is wearing armor and hanging their heads Magical Artifact.

Sword Sword Zhengming, 'Sword Qi' flying, Killing Formation buzzing, pointing directly at Spirit Mountain, rolling the air, sweeping the sky.

To the Buddha, Heaven is full of hatred, and that is the Buddha's family. The enemy who protects them also suppresses Ye Chen.

This is grudge and cause and effect, and must be determined.

"It is undeniable that their heads are indeed brighter than ours." Long Yi and Long Wu touched their bald heads and felt that their bald heads lost their brightness.

"The old man pinches and counts, and there are a lot of babies in it." Gu Santong and Wuya Taoist, dressed as **** sticks again.

"It hurts my brother to be crushed, and he will not die today." Xie Yun, Situ Nan, and Xiong Er, their expression was cold, glaring at Spirit Mountain, and they couldn't suppress the anger.

The same is true of other reincarnated people, who only want to order, they will wave the killing sword without hesitation and get justice.

Ye Chen is here, stepping on a cloud of flames, white clothes with white hair and white beard, expression is indifferent, joyless and sad.

The cultivator to watch the drama also came. The number of people is as many as millions, and the crowd is like a sea, one after another.

When I saw the scene outside Spirit Mountain, I couldn't help feeling emotion.

"One hundred years ago, Ye Chen was to catch the imperial fairy. I also came here to lift the Spirit Mountain, the Tutu Buddha, and the deceased Sakyamuni into the world. I still remember it so far."

"One hundred years later, Ye Chen came again, still to catch her."

"The difference is that this time Ye Chen does not have heavens defying combat power, but although there is no great bone, but it is not alone, he brought 40 million cultivator."

"No wonder that in such a big battle, Fengxian ran to refuge in Spirit Mountain again." The old fisherman Quasi Emperor also came, looking for a comfortable one, starting with sighed.

"Are the Spirit Mountain Buddhas all heads of elm wood? Once pitted, I dare to protect Phoenix Immortals today."

"What is happening today will not be good." Too many people have their eyes widened, waiting for the big show to be staged.

Ye Chen stopped, standing outside Spirit Mountain.

Across the distance, it seems to be able to see the imperial fairy on top of Spirit Mountain.

She cut her white hair again and put on her Buddhist clothes.

Just like a hundred years ago, she was like a nun who saw through Hongchen, full of eyes pity, and played into the wood three points.

But he clearly saw the ugly and cunning in her eyes, her smile, with abusive and playful, as if to say: kill me! You come to kill me!