Archfiend Chapter 861: : The Battle of the Ancestral Court (3)
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Don't kill?
This sentence made the eyes of all the monks guarding here crimson.
This is the ancestral court of Taoism.
The foundation of China for thousands of years, where the state religion is, where the Taoist ancestor Zhang Daoling cut 8 million ghosts, is also where the ascension is.
Thousands of year-end accumulations, at the foot of the ancestral mountain, is it true that the real martial arts world will be broken?
For thousands of years of inheritance, how dare you scream at the door of the ancestral court to open the door and not kill?
This is simply a slap on the face of the Millennium Great Teacher!
"The monks listened to the order..." Yao Kunwu stood up choked, tears dried, grabbed a handful of the ground, wiped the blood from his mouth, and bowed again with his hoarse throat: "Please... …Five Ancestor Fairy Sword!"
Furious in my heart, Taoism in the world is in the same line, and now I am actually humiliated at the entrance of the ancestral court? This furious anger even surpassed the death of Junior Brother in an instant.
As soon as the voice fell, he did not hesitate to bow to the eyes of the array. With this worship, all the monks of the Haichan sent a green lotus in full bloom on their heads, and a ray of spirit flew into the eyes of the array. in.
"Swipe!" The five long swords came out in response, if illusory and illusory, they were extinguished in the void.
"Yao Kunwu, major disciple of Haichan School, please order from Emperor Chunyou!" He shouted, and a stream of light flew straight from the Niwan Palace to one of them.
That is a talisman.
An extremely ordinary talisman.
However, this talisman has only one page in the whole clan, and one page is single pass.
As soon as the contact was made, the long sword was radiant, and one of the swords burst into the sky with aura, translucent, as if coming across time and space. As the light curtain unfolded, a picture of the lakeside landscape appeared without a trace of killing intent.
Don't terrorize the magpies on the bright moon, and cicadas scream in the breeze at midnight.
In this **** battlefield, it is extremely abrupt.
"Boom boom boom!" The pure white beam of light penetrated the sky, Taoism, this Chinese state religion that had branched into major factions for thousands of years, at this moment, all major factions in Qingcheng Mountain had seen it.
"This is... Ancestor?" Halfway up the mountain, in the eight-door separation golden light formation of the Sazu school, the first old man stood up suddenly and looked down with solemn eyes: "Below... has reached this situation. Already?"
Before the mountain gate, a middle-aged man at the head of Wu Liupai gave a long sigh, and stroked a golden box with long arms that was very old and covered with seals. Seeing this beam of light was silent.
Quiet faction, Nanwu faction, Yunhe faction, Nihility faction, Lingbao faction... At the moment when this beam of light rises, everyone feels the hidden magic weapon trembling, as if echoing the branches of thousands of years The major sects of China are united in front of the ancestral court, recreating the scene of the unified world when the Queen Mother descended from the Yaochi to the west and the purple air is full of Hanguan from the east.
The peak of Qingcheng Mountain, Laojun Palace. Longhushan Evergreen sighed: "Daoism has been split for thousands of years...in today’s ancestral court..."
In the Nine Dragons Pantian Formation, a middle-aged Taoist aunt stared at her arm in astonishment. There was a talisman carved into the bone. Before she exclaimed, her arm hurt, and a dilapidated guzheng flew in the air, spilling ten thousand. Road silver light.
Suzaku Dragon Dance Array, the three men's storage ring was in full glory, without a hint at all, three magic weapons rose into the sky and turned into three hundred meters of light pillars, as if supporting the backbone of the ancestral court.
"Why?" The three men looked at the white beam of light in the Luoxia Ziying array in shock: "The ancestor... actually resonates by itself? Come uninvited?"
Zheng Beijun, Zheng Beihou is a sturdy man, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes. A thousand meters away, in the white beam of light, a sword circulates, endless and fierce, endless Fanghua, In the cool breeze and drizzle, the knife was light and cold in the snow, even he felt a chill in his heart.
"Cao Ge!" he shouted back suddenly.
Behind him, in the center of a large array of tens of thousands of people, an old man who was about to die suddenly opened his eyes.
He acted like a zombie. He stretched his hand into his clothes in amazement. When he took it out, he only saw a pocket watch with the pointer on it spinning quickly.
"Two million spirits?" He condensed his brows, looked deeply at the slowly unfolding beam of light, and said through the voice: "It is worthy of being the four ancient kingdoms of practice of non-returning, and China's thousand-year-old great religion has a profound background. This is true. It is the town's clan magic weapon, comparable to a blow from the new Yuan Ying."
Zheng Beihou bowed deeply: "I have work."
"Hehe..." Cao Ge's eyes were extremely solemn: "Do you think there are only these few?"
Before speaking, "Boom Boom Boom" a total of seventeen beams of light stood on top of the sky, slowly rising from the three major formations. It seems to be telling the real martial arts world that it is not just that you have a hole card, and that every faction of the Great Sect for thousands of years is definitely not an ordinary role.
"Saala..." The terrifying spiritual power is overwhelming and inseparable. These factions have occasional rifts in themselves. At this moment, the seventeen magic weapons are inseparable, forming a continuous light curtain.
In the next second, without waiting for their reaction, the seventeen auras carrying the might of the world, burst out!
"Where are the twenty-eight stars of Dajin!!" Cao Ge's pupils suddenly shrank, and when he shouted, his hands quickly pinched, and the surrounding beams of light lit up.
There are tens of thousands of people beside him, but under the light, it is clear that this is not a person at all! But piles of puppets! People column!
With a sound, the twenty-eight rays of light seemed to have been prepared, and suddenly rose from the twenty-eight star positions of the Kuroshio.
Jing Muyan, Guijin Sheep, Liutu Deer, Xingrima, Zhang Yuelu... the phantoms of the stars form the stars of the sky. The stars are shining, and then there is an earth-shattering explosion!
The immeasurable light bursts out from the collision, as if the sun had just formed. The sound was swallowed by light, and the spiritual power was drowned by the ocean tide. Among the shining stars, the tens of thousands of people at the top of the real martial arts world quietly turned into ashes without a sound.
The light tide spreads wildly, and it is no longer clear how many lives have been harvested instantly. The founder of the mountain of any faction is by no means an empty name. Twenty-eight stars in the Dajin Dynasty, there are no vacancies under the reputation. However, Qingcheng Mountain has the great mountain guard formation once laid by Dao ancestors. Even in the past few thousand years, the power is by no means comparable to the current formation of Zhenwu Realm.
What is Daozu?
Established the national religion and ascended the legendary fairy world. Good luck opens up the world, and the concept reincarnates.
This is a battle between orthodoxy and heritage. Unless an individual's combat effectiveness reaches the level of Xu Yangyi and Liu Mingyang, it is extremely small under the machine of war.
On the top of the mountain, Xu Yangyi's expression moved slightly, and he was also surprised.
He can feel...more than a dozen pieces of the treasures of the founder of the sect, even if it is him, there must be no bones left.
The big bang lasted more than ten minutes before the light dissipated. At the sight, the enemy forces within three kilometers around Qingcheng Mountain were all swept away, as neat as white ground.
Cao Ge was panting, his face turned gray. As one of the three major national teachers of Dajin, he was shocked by the light of this terrifying killing. He glanced at Qingcheng Mountain coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "Any plane war...the hardest to fight is always the top sect of that plane... The old man has learned."
How many people died can’t be counted. He glanced at the rear calmly: "An hour later, the day when the mountain protection formation collapses is the day you wait for the extinction of the clan!"
"Old Ge?" Zheng Beihou's voice came into his ears. He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Give me an hour."
"The other two national divisions and Liu Xiang himself are building the Slaughter Terrace... Once the Slaughter Terrace is completed, it is time for us to fully attack."
When he heard the words "Lan Xiantai", Zheng Beihou took a sigh of relief: "This... is a magic weapon at the level of annihilating the country. Is it really going to destroy half of China? This is what we defeated by Dajin. Belonging to the country! All resources will be wiped out with the emergence of Slender Sendai!"
Cao Ge Lao Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes were ferocious, and a sentence floated from his teeth: "Liu Xiang has already said that, at all costs. You and I should know... as one of the five old stars in the Zhenwu world. What will be the consequences if the queen lord is arrested?"
"The entire Zhenwu world expedition plan will be buried with him alone!"
Zheng Beihou was silent for three seconds. When he turned around again, his red cloak was like a sunset on the horizon. The expression in his eyes had already been shocked from seeing the slight background of Qingcheng Mountain just now, and turned into a deadly death.
Yes...
Once an accident happens to the queen of promotion, no one can bear the consequences!
"Everyone." Being able to sit in his place is definitely not a soft-hearted person. He said solemnly to a paper crane on his shoulder: "The feast begins."
With an order, countless puppets stood up again in the dark tide.
Different from the previous ones, this time the war puppet is a human figure, only sixty to seventy meters high, but the two-sided huge shield is more than one hundred meters!
As for all the vanguard forces, mercury rushed into behind the puppet. With a trembling "dongdong" sound, at least hundreds of puppets pressed towards Qingcheng Mountain from all directions.
"Are they going to fill it with human lives?" Lin Yuan wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth in the Zixia Luoying formation, and said solemnly.
Yao Kunwu shook his head. He had never felt so sharp before. The death of Junior Brother and the difficulties in front of him made every nerve in him tense.
So, he found something unusual.
Why do you have to fill it with human lives in the first place?
Beyond the mountain gate is the entrance, Qingcheng Mountain has deployed heavy troops, but it has not yet reached this point. Moreover, they all choose to attack, and they rarely use their hole cards. This is unreasonable!
If something abnormal is a demon, he pondered for a few seconds before bowing to an old man: "Friend Li Mugao, it is rumored that the Chongyang ancestor has a telescope that can detect all aura changes within five hundred miles, but ask for one. Use."
The old man nodded, and flew over the palm-sized mirror. Yao Kunwu just smeared a trace of blood, and in the next second, the entire mirror surface broke instantly!
"How is this possible?!" Li Mugao took a breath, looked at the mirror in disbelief, and his voice trembled: "This mirror has been passed down for hundreds of years! The name is Guantian Mirror, which has a spiritual energy within five hundred miles. No change is hidden! Unless..."
"Unless what?" several people asked in unison.
Li Mugao seemed to think of something~IndoMTL.com~ He looked at Zhenwu Realm in disbelief, and was shocked: "Unless...unless more than three times the aura of this mirror..."
In a word, all is dead.
A few seconds later, several people all turned to look at Zhenwu Realm. Yao Kunwu bit his lip, yes... the initial shock, now the shield puppet is blocking the field of vision, all for this blow...
With this attack, the opponent has the confidence to completely blast the ancestral court's mountain protection formation!
"What is the aura capacity of the Sky Mirror?" He turned his head and hissed.
Li Mugao is also fully aware of the seriousness of the situation: "Four million souls."
Four million souls!
More than three times...
Twelve million spirits!
The elementary blow of Yuan Ying's next level! !
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