Archfiend Chapter 1013: : Battle Royale (2)
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Cultivation is by no means just a high level of cultivation that can gain the upper hand.
Just like the Danxia Palace that day, if there is no wisdom, if you don't see the last Xiaoqing and Fahai, Xu Yangyi can't live until now.
For example, in the Tower of Babel, if it hadn't seen Andrei's disguise and had not found the true history of the earth, when the ruler came, they would never have known that there was a feather snake **** who could save their lives.
Such as the Great War of the Worlds, if it were not for his eagerness and wisdom, he would not be able to understand the silent meaning of Xu Fangyuan, nor could he make the step that caused the turning point of the Great War.
Now, now, here. Because of the general trend of the situation, because of the ghost-faced monk's mentality, the comprehensive terrain, and the characteristics of his own domain, this impossible possibility was completed.
All of this, the ghost face monk is clear, facing a silent sword, he didn't block it, the sword light fell on him, like a clay cow into the sea. He looked at the sky and slowly said: "From now on, you are not a junior."
"You are the opponent."
"In the face of opponents, the old man always plows the court and sweeps the hole, without any tolerance."
"Kill you...it's a pity, the old man really applauds your amazing ideas, but...you have to die."
After saying these few words, the longevity tree behind him swayed loudly, and this sun saint became completely solemn.
There is also the most critical layer...
Song Ziyu is also struggling to support Lao Jiang's offensive. If Lao Jiang is allowed to come, I am afraid that he will really be planted here today!
Now, it’s time to fight!
"Eternal green will never night." He raised his hands, and in an instant, the longevity tree blossomed, and a bright green light rushed into the air, forming a cloud cave with a radius of several hundred meters, stirring the situation in all directions.
In the extreme distance, a golden army on the ground, with a big banner on it, a dragon flying and phoenix "Zhou" is impressive, an old man sitting in the void, like a corpse, opened the dim yellow Eyes, gently pointed towards the Forbidden Spirit Mountain.
Suddenly, thousands of troops swarmed.
In another valley, the three magic weapons gathered in front of Song Ziyu, resisting Jiang's attack. These three magic weapons are one stroke, one painting and one inkstone. They are so amazing that they didn't even enter.
However, in spite of this, facing the indiscriminate bombing of Lao Jiang on the opposite side, all sides are like a furnace of heaven and earth, and the curtain formed by the three magic weapons has already appeared cracks. [Love ↑Go to △Small↓Speak △WwW.AiQu]
"Why haven't you killed that kid yet!" Song Ziyu's eyes were red, and his teeth were gritted: "He is so hard to kill?!"
"I still support a stick of incense time at most! If I can't kill the other party according to the envoy, I can't leave here at all!"
On the other side of him, Mr. Jiang doesn't look kind at all. Today, he is going to clear the door. Ten thousand fires are raging, ten thousand spirits are transformed into silk, Wanhua Zhenjian has been urged to the extreme, but the cracked light film is actually not broken!
"Song Jiayu gave you all the Three Treasures of Pulse, Qi and Luck. I really look up to you." About five minutes later, Old Jiang suddenly took away his magical powers and said with a sneer: "However, giving you this kind of waste What is it for?"
"Old Jiang! Why do you need?" Song Ziyu saw the other side stop, and immediately said: "Heavenly Sword Villa treats you not badly, my Song family treats you better! Xu Feng is dead! Why are you still? Persevere in not understanding!"
"Dead?" Old Jiang sneered and glanced at the bright pillar of light rising in the distance: "Your Yang Sage, the domain is completely unblocked, which means that it has been unimaginable by the old lady. Know where your confidence comes from."
He turned his head and looked at Song Ziyu coldly: "Even if he dies, I want you to bury him!"
"Just by you..."
"Just rely on me!" Mr. Jiang was like a demon at the moment, saying word by word: "Do you think...what did the old man just hit the sky?" "At that time, you all thought it was me who told Xu Feng, The old man is here, right."
Song Ziyu was stunned, he was not stupid, the next second, he blurted out immediately, exclaiming: "Could it be..."
"That's right." Jiang Lao had his hands in his sleeves, his smile was **** and bloodthirsty: "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of horses will meet each other."
"The old man just typed... is the Great Master Order."
"Unexpectedly... The legendary Master Ling must die, you saw it today."
"Lao Tzu will let you see what will happen if the Dan League personally teaches the Grand Master! I don't believe that a Yin Venerable can't kill that Yang Sage, seven, eight! A dozen, Lao Tzu Do not believe that he is not dead!!!"
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In the basin, as the cyan beam of light rises into the sky, the longevity tree turns into a light spot, forming a tornado into the sky.
Between the sky and the earth, a curtain of cyan galaxy hung upside down, and after a few seconds, it was completely sucked into the air.
The ghost-faced monk's whole body is golden light, like bathing in the sun, floating in the air, rising higher and higher, completely out of Xu Yangyi's domain, raising his right hand high, and chanting the Buddha's sound.
"The stars blow down."
"Boom!!!" The entire sky was roaring, and in the cloud hole that had been rendered as cyan, endless meteors vented crazily toward the ground.
Xu Yangyi's face is extremely solemn.
It's still too far...
Although I was wise and trapped the opponent, but the opponent broke through the ten thousand laws with all his strength, and the realm gap couldn't be crossed.
At the beginning, the other party might want to ask something about himself, but now the other party doesn't want to, and really treats him as an opponent, what he wants is lore, what he wants is absolute.
Each meteor was no more than ten meters long and wide, and it crashed down. The peaks on all sides were flat and the ground was shaking. He took a breath, and Ashura suddenly used it, and all the magical powers gathered on his side. Condensed into a cyan aperture.
"So you are here." The ghost face monk glanced below: "But... it doesn't matter."
"Boom!!" A meteor hit the aperture directly, Xu Yangyi's spiritual sense and body shook fiercely, and the feeling that the body was about to be dispersed immediately appeared, and blood was bleeding in the seven orifices.
However... this is just the beginning.
In the pupils, endless meteors smashed down frantically.
"Master hasn't killed Song Ziyu yet?" The real line of life and death came, and his heart could no longer be calm, and his anxiety was like a heart of fire. This kind of terrifying supernatural power, he supports at most ten seconds.
Suddenly, at this moment, the sky full of stars flashed, and all of a sudden stopped.
"This is..." The ghost-faced monk took a breath and looked in a direction in astonishment: "Which Daoist friend?"
"Are you sure you want to take this muddy water trip?"
No one answered. However, around the Forbidden Spirit Mountain, thirteen void cracks were slowly opening. It is only a few kilometers away from them.
Each crack is a regular circle. The cracks are surrounded by mysterious talisman, and countless black clouds quickly surround and twist. Let these thirteen cracks be filled with endless terrifying aura.
"This is... a super long-distance teleportation circle?" The ghost face monk looked around in shock, who is coming... and at any cost, across thousands of mountains and rivers to come immediately, and...
None of the auras in these 13 ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays is weaker than the mid-Yin Zun!
There is even one... he feels almost equal to himself!
Twelve Yin Sovereigns, One Yang Sage...
Even if it is him, he feels his lips are dry. There are five thousand Yin Venerables in the Seven Realms, and 30 Yang Sages. Now... there are so many here all at once! This, what the **** is going on!
Ding-dong...ding-dong... a pleasant sound came from his hand. He looked down and saw that a thin silver chain had been tied to his hand for some time, and the other end of the silver chain was in a teleportation method. Within the array.
"This is... the requiem chain of the ten thousand beasts of the saint Langtianxie of the River of Flowing Fire?" He looked at his hand in disbelief, and then looked at the teleportation circle in a daze. The speed has slowed down a bit: "She... specially from the River of Flowing Fire, she would not hesitate to take a super long-distance teleportation circle?"
"Just to tie the old man?"
This conclusion is ridiculous, and his heart is upset, it's beyond chaos. Taking a look at Xu Yangyi, although he didn't know why, he felt that all of this was related to this person.
"Go to death!!" Subconsciously, raising his left hand, thousands of green awns gathered in his palm, transformed into a magnificent talisman, turned around and took a picture.
Right...the moment he took the photo, he stopped.
On his forehead, a drop of cold sweat dripped silently, facing Xu Yangyi, he raised his hands tremblingly.
Behind him, in the thirteen teleportation formations, a monstrous frenzy suddenly rose. It was a storm composed of spiritual power, and the thirteen yin, sages and yang sages gathered together.
In this frenzy, thirteen magic weapons, swords, paintings, tripods, needles... gleaming with the heavenly light, all aiming at the ghost face and the heart of the monk.
The magic weapon of life!
As long as he dares to make a move, not only will he not be able to hurt Xu Yangyi, he will immediately be divided by thirteen reinforcements and five horses!
"You unexpectedly..." His red eyes stared at the cyan shield below, so small, it only takes one more second...just one second! He could kill the opponent in his palm, but... it's too late now.
"Why can you... can so many holy priests help you!!"
He uttered these words hoarsely in despair, and then he said nothing.
No one knows that at this moment, just outside the Forbidden Spirit Mountain, an army of thousands has completely surrounded it. Water can't leak.
A huge banner with the word Zhou represents their identity. Occasionally, there are monks passing by, who dare not even look at it and immediately fly away.
"Search." The old man sitting in the void gave an order, and thousands of people rushed towards the mountain.
Of course, at this moment, the surrounding sky buzzed, and the old man was slightly taken aback: "Which Daoist friend is it?"
He looked up, and immediately took a breath under this look.
Thirteen huge ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays are slowly condensing in the void, and thirteen majestic spiritual powers are screaming in the sky.
What is going on here?
He stared at the sky blankly, the first reaction in his head was exactly the same as the ghost face monk. How many saints are there in the Seven Realms? Thirteen suddenly appeared here! Is this going to shake the sky!
Suddenly, the teleportation array was bright and brilliant, and thirteen magic weapons exuding terrifying spiritual power burst out.
With the breath of emptiness~IndoMTL.com~with the exhaustion of teleportation, but without hesitation, as if they would be willing to kill the world with just one order.
Subconsciously, the spiritual power of the old man's whole body immediately condenses, only to find that...
These scary magic weapons actually point in the same direction?
At this moment, the teleportation array was shining brightly, and the first person had already walked out.
That's not alone...
It's a huge sword, about a hundred meters long and ten meters wide. At the summit of the giant sword, a woman dressed as snowy, surrounded by hundreds of flying swords, carrying the black energy of the void, like a white dragon going out to sea, whizzing out from one of the teleportation formations.
Thousands of swords emerge from the boundless sky, free and easy among the clouds.
Behind the woman, there were two rows of people kneeling, all half kneeling on the ground, and the military discipline was solemn, while the woman stood proudly with the sword head, graceful like a fairy Guanghan.
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