Archfiend Chapter 885: : Junying (3)
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"Kill!!!" At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, he shouted to kill the sky.
Although the Fifteenth Cave Tianfudi has already begun to withdraw troops, many provinces on the Sixth Avenue of the Dajin Dynasty are equally strong. The Fifteenth Cave Tianfudi can withdraw, but they cannot withdraw!
"Can't drag it anymore!" The eyes of the five remaining Zhengyuan are all red. I'm afraid they know more than the other monks how urgent the situation is. Xiong Anguo's murderous eyes looked at the sharp drop in the number, but there were still three or four million troops, and he took a few deep breaths. Immediately afterwards, a brilliance burst from his hands and transformed into a huge "Jin" in the sky.
"Here is the Supreme Order of Extinguishing Demons!!" He rushed into the air with a bang, and the golden light shone like a **** of war, sounding like Hongzhong: "At all costs, at all trump cards! Within two hours, we must break the three clears and four imperials. Palace!"
"Minghuang Army obeys the order! From now on, the bombing cannot be stopped for one second! The target, the real wolf poison!"
"The Xiangfeng Army listens to the order! Immediately, you will be the vanguard, and within half an hour, defeat the Three Qing and Four Imperial Palaces!"
After finishing speaking, his blood-red eyes swept the whole army: "It’s okay to withdraw troops from the fifteen big caves and heaven and blessings! And I will advance to the army of six provinces and eighteen provinces! What are you looking at! The wolf poison is advanced, you think The Lord will come back?! What's the use! Even if your one-time patriarchal treasure is used, I will use it!"
Silence, three seconds later, the remaining three million cultivators burst out angrily: "Kill!!"
Under a huge banner, the eyes of several elderly people flickered. A few seconds later, an elderly man headed solemnly said: "Qi Zhenwu Ancient Corpse."
"Head, think twice..." A man next to him took a breath: "This is our last move of Luohundao, on a battlefield of tens of millions of people. I'm afraid the ancient corpse will not May come back in full..."
Before the voice fell, a golden light flashed on the horizon. A golden statue, the size of a palm, jumped from the Ten Thousand Army, and rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a 100-meter Shura statue, with three heads in a thousand hands, and an eye in each hand. In an instant, the golden light in his eyes cut through the sky.
"This is..." The man just now pursed his lips: "The Wusheng Shura of the Wushengmen?"
Without waiting for certainty, more than a dozen beams of light rushed into the air. Swords, fans, pictures, circles...a heart-pounding aura burst out from each magic weapon, and in an instant, the heavenly treasure gleamed through the sky, and the brilliant aura almost made people unable to open their eyes. After the aura, on top of every magic weapon, there was actually a figure slowly condensing.
There are hanging old men, braids boys, cold fairies, and young swordsmen.
"Lingbao..." Before the Aura Vortex, Tianqingzi took a few deep breaths, almost without him speaking. All the sect masters who protected the Vortex flashed a cold light in his eyes.
They have already touched their storage ring at the same time.
Since you are coming, let's come.
But in any case, the emergence of a True Lord Yuan Ying, they are worth protecting with their lives.
"Tianlanzong, return to Tibetan religion, Yuanzhenmen..." Under the banner of Dajin, the man looked at the shocking spiritual power bursting out in all directions, and trembled: "This is the sword of burial... Baili peach blossom fan, Shura Destroying World Map, Universe Diamond Circle...This, this is their Zhenzong Lingbao!"
"Once broken, they will not be able to gain a foothold in Dajin!"
"Because we have no way out!" The old man beside him gritted his teeth severely, pounced, and vomited a mouthful of blood onto the storage ring. In an instant, a golden coffin came out with blood, rising in the wind, and in an instant. When it reached the size of 100 meters, it fell in front of him with a bang.
"We are the six provinces, eighteen provinces, and eighty-three sects directly under the Great Jin Dynasty. We lose everything and we all prosper. The fifteenth cave can retreat, where can we retreat?! Let's find out and kill them all!"
In less than half an hour, a total of eighty-three magic weapons surrounded the top of Qingcheng Mountain. Every patriarchal treasure of the town reveals a sense of simplicity and majesty. On the top of the magic weapon, there is a silent spirit, looking at the mountain with cold eyes.
An isolated island in the sea, surrounded by dragons.
"Kill!!!" Returning to the Tibetan religion, an old woman yelled, and thousands of people behind him gathered together. A middle-aged man with aura in the sky looked up to the sky and laughed, slowly withdrawing his epee from his back.
The whisper of "Sand..." seemed to resound in people's hearts. Afterwards, a stunned sword light came!
No tricks.
Some are just absolute power, terrifying spiritual power, super destructive power!
The epee has no edge, and it's not a great skill.
At the same time, a huge coffin was erected. Thousands of girls were decapitated and blood poured into the coffin. With a dull click, a pure black one-hundred-meter giant corpse walked out of the coffin.
Every step, the surrounding ground was trembling, and the whole body was covered with talisman. With a scream, the black giant slashed on the top of the head with a knife, and with the harsh and sharp sound of "Carrara," It was dragged out a gully one meter wide and tens of meters long.
To the southwest, the white swordsman slowly opened his eyes as he desperately formed the seal below. Then there was a shock, flying out of the sky.
In an instant, the terrifying spiritual wave that far surpassed the previous engulfed the entire circle in an instant. Originally, this was the assassin that the other party planned to use when attacking the Laojun Palace, but now it cannot be used.
No more... I'm afraid they won't have a chance to use it.
The sun's rays were all covered at this moment, a ray of bright spiritual light shone on the sky, the tide-like spiritual power hit the mountains and trembled, and more than 80 spiritual treasures attacked at the same time. The entire defense line of the Sanqing Four Palaces trembled frantically, like an earthquake.
"Boom boom boom!!!" At this moment, several large mountains around Qingcheng Mountain shattered suddenly.
Even the mountains can no longer withstand this terrifying spiritual pressure.
"Push!!" There are still 20,000 people at the gates of the four imperial palaces of the Three Qing Dynasty, and countless talismans are suspended in front of everyone. Under this blow, thousands of people bleed immediately, and thousands more directly sat in place!
"Hold it!!" There was a roar from the hall. In an instant, hundreds of people rushed out to fill the position of the fallen monk.
Can't stand it...
Everyone knows that the blow just now was the end of the battle. How terrifying is a blow of the eighty-three spirit treasures? Even the great formation of Taoist Land cannot hold it.
But... no one retreated!
Everyone looked at the huge aura galaxy on the other side of the mountain.
As long as real people advance to Yuanying, there is hope!
No one uttered a word, letting the hundreds of thousands of monks defending by the Milky Way back.
A ban, the distance between life and death. Outside, the eyes of the five major expeditions flickered, and Concubine Qin Xiang gave a long roar and took the lead. The aura spread behind him like a Suzaku spreading its wings: "Broken the formation!!"
The entire array is already crumbling, and aura leaks. Fu Lu is extremely vague.
"Push..." At the eighty-three sect, all the monks who presided over Lingbao were pale, and many people vomited blood, but when the horns that broke the formation sounded, they all took a deep breath and quickly pinched.
"Boom!!!" With a loud noise, the defense lines of the Sanqing and Siyu Palaces that had persisted for several hours completely collapsed!
"Carrara..." As the sky above his head collapsed, all the foundation-building cultivators could see the scene above their heads separated by this magic circle.
It was a sea of clouds and mist. The fog locks the hilltops and the mountains lock the fog. A thousand meters above the sky, the sun covered the carpet-like fog with golden yarn.
All the monks who were supposed to guard the Three Qing Dynasty and Four Imperial Palaces, about seven to eight hundred thousand people, flew with swords in the air and walked through the fog. Everyone's face is as sinking as water, and the killing intent is bitter. Behind them is a huge aura vortex, spinning endlessly. Thousands of meters away, Liu Mingyang held the Panlong Golden Sword and fought with a woman in white clothes. Around them, the sky was completely dark.
These scenes, ordinary monks can only see vaguely, now it is like the veil in front of them is suddenly taken off, and they clearly appear in front of them.
"Herod!!" As the silent beast screamed, the five figures jumped up from the sea of fog. Their eyes first looked at the last two hundred meters of Qingcheng Mountain.
There, the five mountain peaks are guarding each other, forming a large array that is chilling at first glance.
After that, they looked at the aura galaxy that hundreds of thousands of people finally guarded.
"Leave Qingcheng Mountain!!!" Liu Mingyang slayed Su Xingyao with a single sword, shouting: "Kill the wolf poison! The three clearing and four imperial palace protection formations are open, let the Minghuang army attack with all its strength!!!"
Concubine Qin Xiang took a deep breath and turned off the sword and pointed at Aura Galaxy: "Everyone, the gate of the country is right in front of you!! Who dares to go with the palace to get his dog's head!"
"Boom boom boom!!" As if to answer her echo, the clouds roared in the sea below, and the clouds and mist were like waves, arching up quickly. In less than three seconds, eighty-three towering spirit treasures passed through the sea of clouds, flying above the sky. , Surround the aura galaxy layer by layer.
High as a mountain, as tall as a mountain, as deep as a sea, and killing like a demon.
The whole army of the Dajin Dynasty gathered on the top of Qingcheng Mountain!
Chu Zhaonan is holding a sword and standing in front of the spiritual energy galaxy with an iron face. At this time, he could not go alone.
Either die together or die first. There is no third option.
Beside him, Zhao Ziqi is also waiting. Unexpectedly, Cat Baer did not escape, but stood upright in the middle of the two.
Countless earth monks have clenched their long swords.
This atmosphere...too suffocating~IndoMTL.com~The surrounding layers are layered, the sky is full of dark tides, eighty-three spiritual treasures, and tens of thousands of floating boats in the distance. Heavenly soldiers and generals, gathered into a desperate picture.
If Xu Yangyi didn't advance, then everything went according to his plan. Who knew that suddenly advanced?
"Kill!!!" There is no more nonsense, Xiong Anguo stepped on the mount forcefully, pulled out a pair of golden figures behind him, pulled out a wave of waves in the air, and killed him in the air!
"Kill!!!" A deafening shout rang through the sky, hundreds of figures rushed over, all of them were general-level figures. The great merit is in sight, the local coach is within a short distance, how can he not kill?
However... at this moment, when they all rushed past, a dull voice suddenly erupted in the sky.
"Boom..." It was like beating a drum.
With this sound, the cloud hole facing the spiritual vortex is red.
It seems...the sky has been burned out of a hole.