Archfiend Chapter 880: : Killing weapons (1)

"Swipe..." There was a gleam in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, patches of sword aura had already surrounded him.

There are monks carrying long swords around him. Unlike the monks in Qianshan, everyone is dressed in black. Not saying a word, like a killing machine. Looking around, tens of thousands of people are like the center of the whirlpool, surrounding him tightly around the exit.

"It's me." As his eyes gradually adjusted to the light, he spoke in a deep voice. A young monk in front of him had already grabbed his arm, he almost threw it away reflexively, but the other party's choking voice came into his ears.

"Brother Xu...you are okay...are you really okay?! Great, great!"

The vague figure gradually became clear. Zhao Ziqi looked at him with some red eyes, covered in blood, and said hoarsely before he could speak: "The celestial master is broken...Changqingzi senior used Dragon Tiger Shan Jue Xue Zai Forgetfulness smashed through 100,000 enemy troops, sitting in front of the Tianshi Cave. Millions of troops have approached the last barrier, Sanqing and Four Imperial Palaces..."

Before the voice fell, the sky suddenly flickered, and then the whole mountain began to tremble suddenly. All the words below Zhao Ziqi were swallowed in the tremor.

Xu Yangyi shook his hand and looked up.

It is now when the sun is rising, the first sun is like blood, and the ground is all red. Under the blood-colored sky, with a continuous bang, countless floating boats fired on the summit without stopping. The sky has lost its color, and the overwhelming aura makes the entire Dujiangyan pale.

Under these countless floating boats, there is endless black, as if the entire space has been elevated hundreds of meters. A flag, a puppet of hundreds of meters, and a torrent of steel, revolved around the top of Qingcheng Mountain, which was only 300 meters away, turning into a black whirlpool. Countless roads of black smoke rose to the sky lonely.

Kuroshio siege, an isolated island in the river.

"The Sanqing and the Four Imperial Palaces are broken?" Xu Yangyi's voice was a little dry, and he asked, looking at this apocalyptic scenery.

"No, but...it's almost impossible to hold it anymore. Senior Tianqing used the Dragon Tiger Order. The 30,000 Dragon Tiger Mountain guardians are coming from Jiangxi. This is their last military power... and... And the real martial arts have always preached that you are dead! We can't enter the Taoist land at all, we are almost crazy!"

"Who is guarding the Sanqing and Four Imperial Palaces?"

Zhao Ziqi paused and said, "Big Brother Chu..."

Before speaking, Xu Yangyi had turned into a black light and rushed over.

Too many people have died in this war.

He didn't want the only few people he knew to die.

The distance between the front and rear mountains is not far, and the two mountains are actually one. Now, only the road from the front mountain to the back mountain is unobstructed, and a terrifying prohibition divides the front and rear mountains into the sky. On the thousands of meters long mountain road, dozens of pairs of beacon towers are lit like the Great Wall. The kilometer distance was in the blink of an eye, and at the moment he was about to rush out of the restriction, he was suddenly stunned.

The overwhelming, killing intent aura suddenly converged. Walked out like a **** of death in the dark night.

"This is..." After leaving the restriction 100 meters, he solemnly stretched out his hand and touched the black restriction in front of him.

A circle of black ink paintings of mountains and rivers around Mount Qingcheng is slowly rotating around the entire mountain.

The pictures of mountains and rivers.

Retracting his fingers, there was a bright light on them, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Could it be..." He took a deep breath and looked at the ink paintings surrounding the entire mountain with great solemnity. Ten minutes, twenty minutes... a full hour later, he took a breath and withdrew his gaze.

"Carrara..." If you don't look carefully, no one will notice that the black has already begun to fall off in some extremely small places on this ink painting, and a trace of aura is slowly coming from it. Seep out.

And this trace of aura...not one person, but two people!

Two majestic and boundless spiritual powers, far above him, are spreading from them implicitly, at most six hours...After six hours, the fluctuations of spiritual power will no longer be able to cover!

The spiritual energy leaked, and the collapse of Shanhe Sheji Tu was about to collapse!

"It's actually at this time..." The sudden sense of crisis made him feel like a man on his back. After a moment of shock, he immediately calmed his mind and thought: "There are two spiritual powers, one big and one small. Clear. But no matter what, even if Xu Zhenjun wins, he will definitely not have the power to fight. On the contrary, he will usher in the final onslaught of the Zhenwu world without reservation and at all costs."

"Boom..." The huge ink painting outside Qingcheng Mountain not only didn't bring him a sense of security at this moment, but it made his back feel cold.

The time left for them is only the last six hours!

"Damn it!" He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his whole body burst out with aura, without concealing his figure, a dazzling black light with a radius of several thousand meters, a giant eagle swept over everyone like an eagle.

Six hours... He wants everyone to see that he is back, he is not dead! And we must tell everyone that the three masters of the Dajin Dynasty, the Shenlongwei, and the elite Jindan no longer exist on this plane!

"Rumble..." The black light came from the back mountain like a sea wave, engulfing the mountain top. As he flew past, he saw that there were already wounds lying underneath. Everyone adjusted their breath silently, taking the pill. Many people's arms have disappeared, and many more are covered in blood. But no one flinched and entered the back mountain ban, but once the molested him, he immediately grabbed the sword and entered the battlefield.

The silent, tragic atmosphere spreads on this avenue for dozens of miles. Just looking at this place, you can guess how fierce the battle in Qianshan is.

A young monk was silently dealing with his arm, sprinkled with elixir, and his pale and tender face now wears a touch of solemnity that is exclusive to the battlefield, a veteran. There are too many people like him, and under the blood-red color, a group of silent sculptures are constructed.

"Zi..." He clenched a needle-like magic weapon, the spiritual thread flew, and the simple talisman soared on his arm, stitching himself. At this moment, suddenly, the top of his head was dark.

He stood up almost reflexively, then grabbed the broken sword beside him and suddenly raised his head. Not just him, everyone looked to the sky in unison.

The next second, their expressions went from solemn, shocked, to ecstasy!

"Boom boom boom..." Kuroshio came thirty thousand li from the east, the black peak, a familiar figure swept across the sky like a demon.

"It's a real wolf poison!" The young monk was stunned for three seconds before bowing to the end. Because of the excessive force, the sudden pain made his face suddenly distorted, but his eyes were filled with unspeakable madness and piety. : "I wish the real people will win!"

"Real Wolf Poison?" A female cultivator with a pale face was adjusting her breath, her eyelids moved slightly, and her blood-red eyes opened. The moment I saw the black light flooding the sky, I couldn't restrain it at all. I trembled and tried to stand up, but he couldn't stand up. He knelt down on the spot, and touched the ground with his forehead.

"A real man wins!"

The black light passes by, covering the sky and the sun, and on both sides of the beacon tower, the emperor is traveling, and the sound of real human victory is ringing from the back mountain to the front mountain!

This is the banner.

This is the idol.

As long as he is there, Qianshan has hope!

Blindness, or unconditional belief, losing the 22nd streak of Tianjiao, and becoming a difficult postmaster, is enough for them to surrender their sincerity.

Boom! The black light ran through the air, and the sound on the entire mountain path ceased until a few seconds passed. The chests of all the monks were undulating, and there were tens of thousands of wounded here, and at this moment they were actually laughing.

"Who said that the real man wolf poison is dead?" "The Dajin Dynasty was afraid of real man Xu! I never believed that the real man would fall!" "The coach is still... the coach is still there!"

Xu Yangyi can see everything below.

It's a pity... It's a pity that my last karma lamp has not yet been lit. Once lit, it breaks through Yuan Ying on the spot. But everyone has so many causes and effects, who can find out which cause and effect this is?

Time and luck.

Let go of the regret in my heart, the spiritual power is fully urged, and the boundless black is like the wings of a demon god, rushing towards Qingcheng Mountain frantically.

Sanqing and four imperial palaces, Chu Zhaonan is covered in blood, Tianqingzi's face is pale, and the two are constantly adjusting their breath on the steps.

Behind them, there are three clear and four imperial palaces, surrounded by infinite fairy clouds, and the aura is built into countless beasts, Qinglian, 100 meters below them, opened a large array covering the last place~IndoMTL .com~Boom..."With the sound of the aura cannons in the sky, the magic circle kept humming. At the entrance of the magic circle, every minute and every second erupted with palpitation.

No one spoke, hundreds of thousands of people were suspended in the air, all wounded, and hundreds of thousands of magic weapons rose into the air, all aimed at the entrance.

Silent killing field, silent hell.

"Taoist wolf poison...hasn't been contacted yet?" Azure Zi adjusted her breath for a long time, opened her eyes, and asked hoarsely.

Chu Zhaonan gritted his teeth and shook his head.

From a few hours ago, Xu Yangyi hadn't answered any spiritual sense, even he didn't know where the other party went.

However, they don't know, but people around want to give them answers.

"Lymphomaniac is dead!" "Qingcheng Mountain has no heads, open the gate quickly, and give you a good time!" The countless floating boats that surround the entire Qingcheng Mountain at the last two hundred meters high and thousands of meters round the top of the mountain, hunting with flags, and a sound The sound of the horn kept transmitting the news.

Azurezi didn't want to believe that this level of monk, if it were not for the strangulation of thousands of the most elite monks, and the targeted arrangement, they would be invincible in the golden core. But not dead... why not return to the battlefield?

The situation is already so critical, as the last line of defense of the five peaks, the three clear and four imperial palaces are broken, and the old monarch's palace is in danger!

All the people who guard this place, from unbelief, to vacillation, to the present will be doubtful.

"Where did you... go..."

With a long sigh, his eyes moved suddenly, and after two seconds of doubt, he stood up suddenly.

The action was too abrupt, causing everyone around me to look over, ten, one hundred, one thousand, tens of thousands! One hundred thousand! In an instant, all the monks who were trapped in the Sanqing and Four Imperial Palaces all looked towards the back mountain.

"Boom boom boom..." The black cloud topped, and the boundless black tide came from the east. The black is pure, the black is breathtaking, and the blood is boiling!