Archfiend Chapter 859: : The Battle of the Ancestral Court (1)

"Boom boom boom!!!" Following Yao Kunwu's order, a three-sided formation was overwhelming at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

The six army formations composed of auras came with monstrous killing intent, visible to the naked eye, the ground of Dujiangyan was quickly covered by a layer of black, among which hundreds of hill-like war puppets were lined with thousands in the sky Floating boat. Feng Xu, a monk like a migratory locust, covered the sky and the sun, and Dujiangyan was more than 1,200 kilometers long, but the moonlight couldn't shine through, and the night wind could not penetrate.

In front of the black, Suzaku, Kowloon, a purple cloud, lingering at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain as a long river full of light.

The fairy and the devil are separated.

Either kill immortals or kill demons.

On the top of the mountain, Xu Yangyi and other eight Jindans stared at everything in front of them. Except for the road leading to Chengdu from the rear, the surrounding area of ​​Qingcheng Mountain suddenly became a dark tide, and the heinous killing vortex was squeezed frantically toward the center of Qingcheng Mountain. It is like a cyan giant elephant, covered with black ants. It's like an immovable rock in the black ocean.

The sound lost its meaning, and the suffocating sense of killing made everything pale and silent.

Four kilometers, three kilometers, one kilometer.

"Kill!!!" I don't know which party was the first to shout out, maybe both sides. The murderous aura brought out by the blood made this space tremble, quietly dormant, and burst out, black giant waves one after another, and the entire Dujiangyan was inevitable, turning into a killing field in an instant.

"Woo woo woo!" A desolate horn sounded through the large array. In the Suzaku dragon dance array, the flags were intertwined and orderly. The spirits of the road ran across the Huang Ting, and the silent killing was torn in an instant. Array of brilliance is exploding, and the light of God is endless.

"Zi!!!"

Suzaku fluttered its wings, the flames raged, and the light swept tens of thousands of meters. After the light passed, even the air became hot. A row of blazing tides pulled into the curtain of purgatory, burning frantically toward the Kuroshio.

"Conquering the Western Army!" The Kuroshio took the lead, and the six generals from the Western Conquest took the lead. A clear but icy female voice uttered from the leader of a knight who was fully armored and riding two tall black horses, turning off the sword and pointed diagonally: "Teng snake!!"

The iron hoofs were neatly aligned, and with her order, a blue banner rose into the sky in the dark tide rolling behind her. As the banner unfolded, the double-headed snake made of spiritual energy in the sky screamed, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions, and blue auras gathered from mid-air. In less than three seconds, the blue sea surged.

"Wow..." Endless blue auras converge into the whirlpool of the tsunami. With the aura, the snake screamed, and the space oscillated for hundreds of miles. The tide and the flames intertwined, and there was a loud noise. Tens of thousands of meters of water and fire pulled out tens of thousands of meters of thick fog.

Under the white fog, the death god's iron hoof walked on the moonlight.

In the Luoxia Ziying Formation, every monk's ears trembled lightly, and they heard... the roar of stepping on the heart, the sound of killing that resounded through the soul.

Behind the curtain of white mist that evaporated in an instant, hold your breath waiting for death to knock on the door, and count down the crazy moment.

"Herod!!" In less than three seconds, the white mist never cleared. With a sound of earth-shaking neighs, a war horse, like a ghost soldier shrouded in gloom, came out of the fog of tens of thousands of meters Take the lead, out of the thick fog.

Without any pause, the horse galloped under the pale moonlight, as precise as machinery. The spear dragged the sound of gold and iron in the air, and the flames overflowed. With his horse taking the lead, in the dense fog... neatly, millions of death gods rushed out of the sea of ​​fog, leaping horse Qingcheng with dead white mist silk.

The torrent of steel is endless.

Yao Kunwu gave a long scream, the sound shook hundreds of miles, and the voice became hoarse, but in the violent vibration of the galloping horses, it was very clear: "The retreat is cut!!"

This is not just a morale war.

It's more a battle of background, the difference between immortals and demons, and the battle of orthodoxy.

The final battle between dynasty and orthodoxy.

"Boom!" The Kuroshio was unstoppable. Hundreds of thousands of expeditionary troops and six army formations instantly slammed into the mountain guard formation of Qingcheng Mountain. A bright light, like emeralds in the night, bloomed in this area. sky.

At this moment, there is no sound.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible, and a circle of emerald green lights burst out, sweeping across Dujiangyan at an unspeakable speed! Even Chengdu City behind him can see clearly.

In the urban area, I don't know how many people stood up silently.

There are generals carrying Venus. There are two-bar and four-star school officers. There are countless ordinary people. In the central square, I don’t know how many people are holding candles for blessing.

Once the gate of the country is broken, the entire Chengdu city of more than 20 million people must be the same as the demons and no one will survive.

However, none of them left.

No one left the homeland where he was born and raised.

The night wind gently brushed the candles, and the green light on the horizon informed everyone that the decisive battle had begun. No one spoke, only hope in his eyes.

War!

Keep them out of the country!

This is the Taoist ancestral court, and this is the Southwest Gate! Here are the top ten ancient capitals!

This...is what the people want.

Under the Qingcheng Mountain, the devil finally showed its fangs, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, hunting with flags, and blood-red Zhenwu characters covering the entire Dujiangyan, besieging the island in the river.

The six expeditionary generals, hundreds of thousands of corps, collided with the Qingcheng Mountain Guarding Array. The green aura flooded the sky, like an old monk ringing a bell. As the aperture erupted, the entire Qingcheng Mountain range trembled and the wind roared. , Startled away countless birds, trees and waves rushed through my ears like waves.

Of course, the guardian formation did not move.

Shu Lala...The hundreds of thousands of Kuroshio tides in front slowly retreat three kilometers. No one felt any lightness in his heart. This was just the first small wave of the dark tide that covered the sky, a level ten tsunami... it was far from coming.

Retreating further and further, this time, returning to the distance of five kilometers again. Immediately after the raging sea frenzy, thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. This time, hundreds of thousands of black tides in front of him spread out one after another.

"Can't be passively beaten." Yao Kunwu's eyes fixed on the light curtain, everyone, Lin Yuan, Fu Suixin, all the disciples of Haichan sent all the disciples, their eyes were determined and determined, and no one left the hilt. Everyone knows that once the shield broke, there was a hand-to-hand fight.

Life for life.

"Big brother, what do you want to do?" Fu Suixin's face was calm, and he was only a few tens of meters away from the **** of death. A few tens of meters away, the sight was turbulent like turbulent waves, and the sky wind shook the ocean tide.

Heaven and **** are separated by a line.

"Big brother, you are the commander-in-chief here. If you say, we will do it." Lin Yuan waved his long sword in a chic, smiled loudly: "Even if you die, you have to kill yourself."

Yao Kunwu felt that his mind had never been clear before, and he remembered the two sentences Xu Zhenren had given him.

The first sentence: Will be out, military orders are not subject to it.

The second sentence...

"This is the ancestral court of Taoism." His eyes grew cold, and he looked out of the light curtain without a trace of emotion: "Dare to go wild in front of thousands of years of heritage?"

"Five into a big formation! Please drop the sword!"

Following his yelling, thousands of foundation-building cultivators raised their spirits in the middle of the big formation. Many people's faces finally appeared ruddy. In the middle of them, a dead tree about one meter high finally grew its first peach blossom.

"Sand..." The peach blossom floated down silently, humming slightly in mid-air, and in the next second, transforming into two, transforming into three, transforming everything into three, and outside the sunset and purple Ying formation, a piece of crimson like blood, peach blossoms spread ten thousand Rice, with the sound of the phoenix flute, all the peach petals turned the entire array into a **** river.

Peach Blossom Shadow Falling Flying Sword.

Thousands of years of ancestral court, once fully opened, facing a big dynasty is definitely worthwhile!

At the same time, in the Suzaku dragon dance formation, a neighing sound shook the sky, and a crimson phantom rose five hundred meters in a radius of 10,000 meters. On the other side, nine golden dragons whizzed out from the nine coiled dragon wooden pillars, and the Nine Dragons grabbed the pearls, hovering in mid-air into an extremely complicated pattern.

The trespasser died!

This is the foundation of thousands of years of Taoism and their dignity!

Want to enter the ancestral court?

Yes, then pile it up with corpses!

"Boom, boom, boom!" The sound of horseshoes was like thunder, and the entire Qingcheng mountain foot, all the equipment vibrated together. At the same time, the three major magic circles were showing their power at the same time. With a sound of jade flute, it rushed towards the black wave ahead.

Swish, swish, lightning fast. The air has been marked with black space cracks. Once touched the monk's body, it turned into a rune and scattered, and...any monk who was touched, just like a mortal being hit by a bullet, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell under the horse, and was instantly stepped on by the iron hoof behind to make mud.

The scarlet storm ravaged Qingcheng, forming a **** Milky Way. The phoenix wings fly into the sky, turning into a sea of ​​fire. Nine Dragons grabbed the pearl, and all the living creatures within 10,000 meters were shattered... These are all killing formations that Taoism never does. As soon as they came into contact, tens of thousands of people died in the Zhenwu world!

The one in the Luoxia Ziying Formation is the expedition to Su Changqing, the beautiful peach blossom world in the first second, and the terrifying **** in the next second, come and go without a trace, without feeling any murderous or spiritual energy. This magic circle hardly hurt Jin Dan, and he only discovered it close, but it was too late to remind others.

"Looking for death!!" Countless people around him fell from their horses~IndoMTL.com~ With a long scream, he grabbed the ten-meter-long marching flag with both hands and turned into a streamer to rush towards the center of the scarlet storm. Just when he hadn't shot a magical power, all the scarlet storms suddenly condensed and turned into a thousand-meter giant fist to hit him.

"The golden pill that has been built in a mere foundation? I want to go on a long journey?" Su Changqing's voice shook a hundred miles, and his inspiration was bright: "It's almost the same for you real wolf poison!"

"Boom!!" A punch came out, and the **** fists broke apart. The ten-meter-long expedition flag flew in the air, Su Changqing used the flag as a gun, the flag fluttered, and the halberd pointed to the sky and the purple Ying formation: "Who dares to break the formation with the real person?"

"I am waiting!"

With one word, all the laws followed, and nearly 100,000 expeditionary cavalry behind them all raised their guns together: "Invincible! Invincible!"

"Kill!!!"

"Punch!" At the same time, dozens of newcomers in the Luoxia Ziying formation spit out blood. Lin Yuan was startled, and was about to step forward, dozens of voices rang out in unison, "This seat can withstand it!" "It's okay...This blow is just a mere trivial, why is it scary?" "But that's it, compared to wolf poison. Real people are far away!"

Lin Yuan pursed her mouth, her heart is hot. But before he could speak, everyone in the Luoxia Ziying formation was shocked to find that the ground actually began to tremble slightly.

Lin Yuan was stunned, then suddenly raised his head, and met Fu Suixin and Yao Kunwu's eyes.

The first wave...is it coming?

In the thick fog, thousands of horses galloped, and this time, a more violent sound was mixed in it. Every time they stepped on the ground, the mountains shook slightly.

The red lights lit up in the dense fog, undulating. Reaper looked down like a hanging lamp in the dark night.

The red lotus demon star appears.

Just as Taoism has their heritage, the Dajin Dynasty also has their heritage and their dignity!