Archfiend Chapter 1436: :Qi Ling wakes up

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Near the Vermillion Bird Tower, the main hall of the Dan League, all the monks have magic weapons in their hands, even if they are, they will attack when necessary.

However, with the sound of "Look!" The monks meditating in the hall opened their eyes and looked at the Vermillion Bird Tower. Then, they saw a scene they would never forget.

The blood is like a sea, engulfing the city! Red mansions soaring into the sky!

Suzaku has spirit, towering and spirited.

In the city, countless monks swiftly moved forward, a layer of blood red rushed over them instantly, and the rune chain trembled crazily as the blood color passed by, and everyone on it was dull.

"This is..." A monk tremblingly took a deep breath, and suddenly screamed: "The Vermillion Bird Spirit!!"

A huge boulder was dropped in the lake, which completely smashed the calm surface of the lake and threw the stormy waves.

"Suzaku Artifact Spirit...Song Family Town Clan Spirit Treasure!" "It has been integrated into the towering city. Unless there is a huge danger that the towering city cannot resist, it will never appear!" "Tens of thousands of years... a full 70,000 years Haven't appeared once! Why does it appear now? This should be the last card of Towering City!" "And it is the moment when Towering City has come to life and death!"

Because the words did not fall, a brilliance rushed into the void from the bottom of the Suzaku building. It is so big that it can't be said in words. It covers the sky, and when it rises, it is like a red sun rising, pulling up flames in the sky.

At sunrise, the rivers and lakes are white, the tide comes to the sky and the earth is red, and the magnificent red light shakes the sparks, turning into fire and snow falling in the sky, and the beauty is full of oppressive enchantment.

Swipe la la la... the fire and snow fell slowly, and in front of the gate of the four elephants, Shen Chenyang stared at the snow falling in his hand in amazement. It turned into a spark in his palm and drifted away.

That's not snow...

But...the feathers of flame!

"This is..." The vision of the Vermilion Bird Tower did not extend so far. He was stunned, and suddenly felt his body heat, and endless flames swayed from the sky and the earth.

In his mind, a thought that he didn't even dare to think of flicked across, and he almost turned his head tremblingly. It's not just him. Fifteen towers on the tower, fifteen Tai Xu, all gasped, turning their heads together and looking into the air, just like the tens of millions of monks.

Swipe...there is a brilliance in front of them, in their pupils, in a huge solar disk in the constant sky, a huge Suzaku phantom like a Kunpeng flying in the sky.

"The Vermillion Bird Spirit?!" After half a second, all Tai Xuquan couldn't believe it and said, "The Vermilion Bird Spirit is awake?!" "It sensed an irresistible danger?!" "What the **** is going on! How can the device spirit wake up?!" "It can make the Suzaku weapon spirit known as the fairy weapon wake up...This is the highest level notification that only the device spirit can reach... the city is warned!"

Suddenly, a cold voice without any emotion sounded, like Huang Zhongda Lu, shaking Shifang Tianyu "extremely dangerous alarm."

"The sky above the towering city, the distance is 50 million meters, the spiritual power is condensed at an ultra-fast speed, and the speed exceeds the speed of light. The preliminary statistics of spiritual power...38 billion."

"Detect the impact that the towering city cannot resist, activate the highest-level defense array by itself. Forbid the array, Tai Chi three clear arrays, start preparing."

Deadly still.

In this second, the world is silent. Listen to thunder in a silent place.

In the next second, the void burst, and countless exclamations rang out from the sky, "Heaven...what is this?!" "Three hundred and eight billion spirits...38 billion spirits! Could there be other galaxy forces? Join?!" "What to do!?" "What to do!" "How to do now!" "In 70 thousand years, the towering city has never issued any one! This, this is the first time! The only time!"

This is a legend.

The legendary Dinghai Shenzhen towering over the sky.

Now, this Dinghai Shen Needle issued an alarm that it had never sent.

On the thirty-sixth floor of the Vermilion Tower, the Patriarch of the Song family opened his arms with a sorrowful smile. He stared straight at the roof, like a petrel welcoming the storm, his eyes were crying, hoarse, like crazy: "Come on ……Come on!"

"Let the towering city be buried with you! The old man wants to see...what can make the fairy awakening!! Destroy my Song family's ten thousand years of foundation!!!"

The monks at this level finally understood why.

Why would the Song Family Patriarch point to the sky...

The real threat...It turns out that it was not the beginning, nor was it the fall of Venerable Venerable! In the vast galaxy, there is an unknown horror, covering the towering city.

38 billion spirits...this is enough to destroy the existence of the towering city!

"Escape! Hurry up!!" "Leave! Get out of here! Catch up with the teleportation circle! Back to the Seven Realms!" "How could this happen!" "Heaven...what's in the sky! The Seven Realms? What is the chain!?"

It's messed up...

It's completely messed up...

For the first time in 70,000 years, under great fear, even he could not preside over the overall situation.

Depression is like a shadow, and the mountain is overwhelming with horror.

This steel wire finally broke completely before the unexpected change.

With the terrifying exclaims, countless monks rushed to the teleportation circle arranged by the Song family. Streams of light rushed into the void, the precious light flickered, and there were thousands of auras. However, at this moment, the door of this space suddenly fell. Thousands of monks in black armor appeared void.

Without any hesitation, the blades formed a neat formation, and all the cultivators rushing in front fell in the midst of the sharp flying, and the Yuan Ying did not escape.

"As the Song family, did you escape?" The Patriarch of the Song family did not know when he appeared on the altar and looked at the people indifferently: "Who dares to run and kill without mercy!"

"Where is the treasurer!!" he shouted angrily with almost exhausted his strength.

"Yes." In the void, fifteen figures flickered, and each of them revealed powerful auras. The Patriarch of the Song family has red eyes, bloated clothes, and thin fingers sweeping: "Seal the whole city! Those who disrupt order, make a decision!!"

"Yes!"

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Wow! No one will pay attention to this scene in the Vermilion Tower. Now everything has lost its color under the number of 38 billion spirits. Amidst the crowd, the earth roars and bursts. In one hundred and eight directions, one hundred and eight giant Panlong pillars appeared.

They have a long and desolate smell, and they resonate together. A blood-colored light curtain with mysterious runes cut through the sky leisurely, shining a scarlet red below.

However, it is not that no one cares. The 37th floor of the Vermilion Tower is just above the Song Family Base Camp. The prisoners are jailed. Nine pairs of eyes are staring at all these changes, breathing is rapid, and the chest rises and falls.

"It is said that the towering city was established as the Zhuque Tower. The Zhuque Tower existed tens of thousands of years ago. The Song family built the towering city with it as a foundation. It is said that there is a fairy artifact hidden here, the artifact of the towering city. Ling." Qing Yichi flirted with the blue silk, smiled and said: "It is rumored that Qi Ling will never wake up when it is less than an emergency. Not once in tens of thousands of years."

"Once the hero drew his sword, it was another ten years of life. Fellow Taoist, you know that this time there is a big change, but you don't tell the towering city. You are really a cruel hero." Master Shuiyue smiled. Tao.

Xu Yangyi didn't speak. Behind him, everyone stood up. The situation was better than others, and they had no choice.

But...what about Zhao Ziqi and Chu Zhaonan?

No one can be more anxious than him. It is hard to say that he is anxious, but his face remains calm.

"In another ten minutes..." His eyes stared at the battered window frame as if the world was destroyed, and his fingers were all white: "Zi Qi... Da Chu, the last ten minutes... …Don’t let me down!"

Forcibly rushed into the palm of the treasure to go to the teleportation space on the twelfth floor... and under the eyes of the boss... They couldn't do it without help.

One minute...Two minutes...Seven minutes...Nine minutes...

"Friends of Daoist." The soul chasing **** hands are breathing quickly, and there is abnormal blood red in their eyes: "What's your chance?"

"The huge changes in the towering city are imminent, it would be nice to go out a minute early! But what about the changes you said?"

The atmosphere was too depressing, making his voice a little sharp, Xu Yangyi swept his eyes coldly: "Are you questioning me?"

Whoever dares to question him now has to be prepared to welcome him to go all out.

Anyway...they don't have any trust.

It's just the trend of profit.

In response to his murderous gaze, the soul chaser gritted his teeth and did not speak. The needle fell in the room again, and all eyes were staring at everything in the towering city.

Whether the dragon was born and achieved the great position of Taixu, or accompany the Venerable Venerable Starfall, depends on the outcome of this hand.

Step out, there is no way back!

"Damn..." For twelve minutes, Xu Yangyi grabbed the window lattice with his hand, his face completely sinking.

No one came to answer.

Is it too hasty...

However, he can't wait!

"Quasi..." The moment he finished saying this, he suddenly stopped.

A smile of comfort was raised on the face that was ready to sink. The green retina in his eyes suddenly opened, staring at them directly below.

There, a small red dot, the aura is extremely unstable, it is blinking.

It's coming... It's really coming!

Even if it was him, he was breathing rapidly at this moment, but unfortunately, he did not see Zhao Ziqi. Looking for Chu Zhaonan at the beginning was incompetent, only the other party could do it.

"Here?" Everyone asked softly with incomparable desire hidden in their eyes. I'm afraid that the loud voice will break this hope.

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath and nodded solemnly. In an instant, the needle fell in this room, and heavy breathing resounded around. The nine spiritual powers are pressed and not sent, if the lurking behemoth is uncertain. One second, two seconds... Thirty seconds after the day was like a year, a loud noise suddenly resounded through Suzaku downstairs!

Boom! !

If the bright fireworks, this sound is so harsh in the ears of the towering monks who don't want to see any changes, but in their ears, it is the best sound of nature!

On the thirty-seventh floor, at the door of the felon room, the two palm treasures Huo Ran opened his eyes.

"This is...the third layer?" The woman on the left hesitated, "Aura Riot?"

The thin and tall man on the right did not speak, an extremely unknown feeling fluctuated in his spiritual consciousness. But it definitely does not come from below.

"Aura riots at this time..." He took a deep breath, did not go on, and changed the subject solemnly: "Look at this place. Here...probably the most unsafe explosive barrel in the entire towering city."

"If something happens at this time, you and I will be to blame!" I posted an announcement for the evening update... Didn’t you see...

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Near the Vermillion Bird Tower, the main hall of the Dan League, all the monks have magic weapons in their hands, even if they are, they will attack when necessary.

However, with the sound of "Look!" The monks meditating in the hall opened their eyes and looked at the Vermillion Bird Tower. Then, they saw a scene they would never forget.

The blood is like a sea, engulfing the city! Red mansions soaring into the sky!

Suzaku has spirit, towering and spirited.

In the city, countless monks swiftly moved forward, a layer of blood red rushed over them instantly, and the rune chain trembled crazily as the blood color passed by, and everyone on it was dull.

"This is..." A monk tremblingly took a deep breath, and suddenly screamed: "The Vermillion Bird Spirit!!"

A huge boulder was dropped in the lake, which completely smashed the calm surface of the lake and threw the stormy waves.

"Suzaku Artifact Spirit...Song Family Town Clan Spirit Treasure!" "It has been integrated into the towering city. Unless there is a huge danger that the towering city cannot resist, it will never appear!" "Tens of thousands of years... a full 70,000 years Haven't appeared once! Why does it appear now? This should be the last card of Towering City!" "And it is the moment when Towering City has come to life and death!"

Because the words did not fall, a brilliance rushed into the void from the bottom of the Suzaku building. It is so big that it can't be said in words. It covers the sky, and when it rises, it is like a red sun rising, pulling up flames in the sky.

At sunrise, the rivers and lakes are white, the tide comes to the sky and the earth is red, and the magnificent red light shakes the sparks, turning into fire and snow falling in the sky, and the beauty is full of oppressive enchantment.

Swipe la la la... the fire and snow fell slowly, and in front of the gate of the four elephants, Shen Chenyang stared at the snow falling in his hand in amazement. It turned into a spark in his palm and drifted away.

That's not snow...

But...the feathers of flame!

"This is..." The vision of the Vermilion Bird Tower did not extend so far. He was stunned, and suddenly felt his body heat, and endless flames swayed from the sky and the earth.

In his mind, a thought that he didn't even dare to think of flicked across, and he almost turned his head tremblingly. It's not just him. Fifteen towers on the tower, fifteen Tai Xu, all gasped, turning their heads together and looking into the air, just like the tens of millions of monks.

Swipe...there is a brilliance in front of them, in their pupils, in a huge solar disk in the constant sky, a huge Suzaku phantom like a Kunpeng flying in the sky.

"The Vermillion Bird Spirit?!" After half a second, all Tai Xuquan couldn't believe it and said, "The Vermilion Bird Spirit is awake?!" "It sensed an irresistible danger?!" "What the **** is going on! How can the device spirit wake up?!" "It can make the Suzaku weapon spirit known as the fairy weapon wake up...This is the highest level notification that only the device spirit can reach... the city is warned!"

Suddenly, a cold voice without any emotion sounded, like Huang Zhongda Lu, shaking Shifang Tianyu "extremely dangerous alarm."

"The sky above the towering city, the distance is 50 million meters, the spiritual power is condensed at an ultra-fast speed, and the speed exceeds the speed of light. The preliminary statistics of spiritual power...38 billion."

"Detect the impact that the towering city cannot resist, activate the highest-level defense array by itself. Forbid the array, Tai Chi three clear arrays, start preparing."

Deadly still.

In this second, the world is silent. Listen to thunder in a silent place.

In the next second, the void burst, and countless exclamations rang out from the sky, "Heaven...what is this?!" "Three hundred and eight billion spirits...38 billion spirits! Could there be other galaxy forces? Join?!" "What to do!?" "What to do!" "How to do now!" "In 70 thousand years, the towering city has never issued any one! This, this is the first time! The only time!"

This is a legend.

The legendary Dinghai Shenzhen towering over the sky.

Now, this Dinghai Shen Needle issued an alarm that it had never sent.

On the thirty-sixth floor of the Vermilion Tower, the Patriarch of the Song family opened his arms with a sorrowful smile. He stared straight at the roof, like a petrel welcoming the storm, his eyes were crying, hoarse, like crazy: "Come on ……Come on!"

"Let the towering city be buried with you! The old man wants to see...what can make the fairy awakening!! Destroy my Song family's ten thousand years of foundation!!!"

The monks at this level finally understood why.

Why would the Song Family Patriarch point to the sky...

The real threat...It turns out that it was not the beginning, nor was it the fall of Venerable Venerable! In the vast galaxy, there is an unknown horror, covering the towering city.

38 billion spirits...this is enough to destroy the existence of the towering city!

"Escape! Hurry up!!" "Leave! Get out of here! Catch up with the teleportation circle! Back to the Seven Realms!" "How could this happen!" "Heaven...what's in the sky! The Seven Realms? What is the chain!?"

It's messed up...

It's completely messed up...

For the first time in 70,000 years, under great fear, even he could not preside over the overall situation.

Depression is like a shadow, and the mountain is overwhelming with horror.

This steel wire finally broke completely before the unexpected change.

With the terrifying exclaims, countless monks rushed to the teleportation circle arranged by the Song family. Streams of light rushed into the void, the precious light flickered, and there were thousands of auras. However, at this moment, the door of this space suddenly fell. Thousands of monks in black armor appeared void.

Without any hesitation, the blades formed a neat formation, and all the cultivators rushing in front fell in the midst of the sharp flying, and the Yuan Ying did not escape.

"As the Song family, did you escape?" The Patriarch of the Song family did not know when he appeared on the altar and looked at the people indifferently: "Who dares to run and kill without mercy!"

"Where is the treasurer!!" he shouted angrily with almost exhausted his strength.

"Yes." In the void, fifteen figures flickered, and each of them revealed powerful auras. The Patriarch of the Song family has red eyes, bloated clothes, and thin fingers sweeping: "Seal the whole city! Those who disrupt order, make a decision!!"

"Yes!"

……………………………………………………

Wow! No one will pay attention to this scene in the Vermilion Tower. Now everything has lost its color under the number of 38 billion spirits. Amidst the crowd, the earth roars and bursts. In one hundred and eight directions, one hundred and eight giant Panlong pillars appeared.

They have a long and desolate smell, and they resonate together. A blood-colored light curtain with mysterious runes cut through the sky leisurely, shining a scarlet red below.

However, it is not that no one cares. The 37th floor of the Vermilion Tower is just above the Song Family Base Camp. The prisoners are jailed. Nine pairs of eyes are staring at all these changes, breathing is rapid, and the chest rises and falls.

"It is said that the towering city was established as the Zhuque Tower. The Zhuque Tower existed tens of thousands of years ago. The Song family built the towering city with it as a foundation. It is said that there is a fairy artifact hidden here, the artifact of the towering city. Ling." Qing Yichi flirted with the blue silk, smiled and said: "It is rumored that Qi Ling will never wake up when it is less than an emergency. Not once in tens of thousands of years."

"Once the hero drew his sword, it was another ten years of life. Fellow Taoist, you know that this time there is a big change, but you don't tell the towering city. You are really a cruel hero." Master Shuiyue smiled. Tao.

Xu Yangyi didn't speak. Behind him, everyone stood up. The situation was better than others, and they had no choice.

But...what about Zhao Ziqi and Chu Zhaonan?

No one can be more anxious than him. It is hard to say that he is anxious, but his face remains calm.

"In another ten minutes..." His eyes stared at the battered window frame as if the world was destroyed, and his fingers were all white: "Zi Qi... Da Chu, the last ten minutes... …Don’t let me down!"

Forcibly rushed into the palm of the treasure to go to the teleportation space on the twelfth floor... and under the eyes of the boss... They couldn't do it without help.

One minute...Two minutes...Seven minutes...Nine minutes...

"Friends of Daoist." The soul chasing **** hands are breathing quickly, and there is abnormal blood red in their eyes: "What's your chance?"

"The huge changes in the towering city are imminent, it would be nice to go out a minute early! But what about the changes you said?"

The atmosphere was too depressing, making his voice a little sharp, Xu Yangyi swept his eyes coldly: "Are you questioning me?"

Whoever dares to question him now has to be prepared to welcome him to go all out.

Anyway...they don't have any trust.

It's just the trend of profit.

In response to his murderous gaze, the soul chaser gritted his teeth and did not speak. The needle fell in the room again, and all eyes were staring at everything in the towering city.

Whether the dragon was born and achieved the great position of Taixu, or accompany the Venerable Venerable Starfall, depends on the outcome of this hand.

Step out, there is no way back!

"Damn..." For twelve minutes, Xu Yangyi grabbed the window lattice with his hand, his face has completely sunk~IndoMTL.com~ no one came to respond.

Is it too hasty...

However, he can't wait!

"Quasi..." The moment he finished saying this, he suddenly stopped.

A smile of comfort was raised on the face that was ready to sink. The green retina in his eyes suddenly opened, staring at them directly below.

There, a small red dot, the aura is extremely unstable, it is blinking.

It's coming... It's really coming!

Even if it was him, he was breathing rapidly at this moment, but unfortunately, he did not see Zhao Ziqi. Looking for Chu Zhaonan at the beginning was incompetent, only the other party could do it.

"Here?" Everyone asked softly with incomparable desire hidden in their eyes. I'm afraid that the loud voice will break this hope.

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath and nodded solemnly. In an instant, the needle fell in this room, and heavy breathing resounded around. The nine spiritual powers are pressed and not sent, if the lurking behemoth is uncertain. One second, two seconds... Thirty seconds after the day was like a year, a loud noise suddenly resounded through Suzaku downstairs!

Boom! !

If the bright fireworks, this sound is so harsh in the ears of the towering monks who don't want to see any changes, but in their ears, it is the best sound of nature!

On the thirty-seventh floor, at the door of the felon room, the two palm treasures Huo Ran opened his eyes.

"This is...the third layer?" The woman on the left hesitated, "Aura Riot?"

The thin and tall man on the right did not speak, an extremely unknown feeling fluctuated in his spiritual consciousness. But it definitely does not come from below.

"Aura riots at this time..." He took a deep breath, did not go on, and changed the subject solemnly: "Look at this place. Here...probably the most unsafe explosive barrel in the entire towering city."

"If something happens at this time, you and I will be to blame!"