Immortal Voices Chapter 184: Dead battle
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Anyang is calm and calm at this time, without the posture of the rich princes of the past, as if he was a qualified chief disciple.
"Today is a decisive battle for life and death. My Yuxiao Gate will not retreat. I vowed to coexist and die with the sect." Anyang said loudly, his tone decisively.
Lu Yuan echoed with a loud voice: "We will not retreat from the deadly battle, and vowed to live and die with the sect."
Behind him, all the disciples are standing together, no matter whether they are dirty or not, they are all one at this moment.
"Don't retreat from the deadly battle, swear to live and die with the sect!" The voice was shocking, and this courage to never fear the battle also made people's blood boil.
Yangming quickly formed the seal with both hands, and the sword in his hand flew up in the air, imagining thousands of phantoms.
With a move of his mind, all the sword shadows pierced straight down, and each sword penetrated a magic repair.
Si Xin has always stayed within Yangming's protection. Although she also killed some demons, Yangming had screened them and did not threaten them.
She bit her lip in fear, why the master hasn't come yet, there are so many magic repairs here, she and the senior brother can't support it for long.
Yunyoufeng cut down a magic repair, laughed loudly: "Happy, really happy."
While Shen Jiuliu's figure was fluttering, the sword light was gorgeous and cold, like a meteor passing by, beautifully bright, cold and quick, each sword light took away several lives.
His whole body is horrible, and the cold immortal instantly becomes Senran Shura, making people afraid to push.
Ling Jun knocked the Demon Cultivator in front of him with one palm, and the flying Demon Cultur ran into several Demon Cultivators, but they were all smashed into his heart by Ling Juncong's secret strength.
'pop! With a clear whip sound, the magic repair on his side was directly taken away.
Ling Jun smiled at Yan Fei from the side, and then continued to kill forward.
The layers of black clouds above the sky were pressed down, and the rumbling resembled thunder, and masses of black mist fell from the sky, and each mass of black mist engulfed a thick layer of ice and hit the Yuxiaomen disciples.
The ice cube became indestructible by the hands of the magic repair, and every time it was dropped, several Yuxiaomen disciples were killed.
The blood stained the Yuxiao Gate red, and the killing sound shook the sky, and the two sides glued together for a while.
Even if the Yuxiao Gate is not as powerful as Demon Xiu, they are not afraid of life and death, and even if they dare to blew themselves up, they will drag Demon Xiu to bury.
Body collision, every inch of blood, there are stumps and broken arms all over the mountains and plains.
But even so, none of the Yuxiaomen retreats. They all remember the words of the big brother, they will never retreat, and they will coexist and die with the sect.
Anyang and Lu Yuan back to back, their bodies were all wounded, and blood was splashed on their faces.
"Big brother, it seems that you and my brothers are going to Jiuquan together today." Lu Yuan laughed out loud and said boldly. At this time, he was not as taciturn as usual.
Anyang rescued a younger brother, pierced the magic repair with a sword, and a suave arc was formed at the corner of his mouth, jokingly: "Follow the younger brother you to die with the wood. It seems that I must be suffocated on Huangquan Road."
The black crow standing above the clouds looked at the stupid resistance below, sneered, turned a palm down, and a huge handprint instantly condensed in mid-air.
The palm of the hand obscures the sky, giving everyone a kind of despair rising from the soul, the kind of fear that seems as if the galaxy is hanging upside down and the flood is rolling in the head, making people tremble, no matter how powerful human beings, they have magical and infinite power in front of them. When it's natural, it always looks small.
As everyone’s mind was in turmoil, the whole world was buzzing, and Yuxiaomen suddenly trembled within a thousand miles, as if the earth dragon turned over, the continents collided, and the endless violent air currents directly joined the ground. Swept up and collided with the rocks in the sky.
The rumbling sound continued, the ground was shaking and the mountains were shaking. When everyone looked up again, they all took a breath, and their faces were shocked and unbelievable.
Where is there any Yuxiaomen in front of me, and where I enter my eyes is an abyssal pit that encompasses the Yuxiaomen for thousands of miles, and the violent demonic energy around it is still raging.
This is the power of magic repair!
Invincible, I can't raise the least resistance.
Even Qu Lang, who was standing on the side and his face smeared with dust, couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes rolled and muttered to himself: "I knew that the seniors of Wuxinya are very strong. I didn't expect to be so strong. , This is going to shake the sky."
He hugged his head and groaned: "This man is so strong, how powerful is that Lord? Heaven is on, this is really terrifying."
Everyone now has only one emotion in their hearts: ignorance is bliss.
I didn't know that there are people in this world who can be so strong. They only regard themselves as frogs sitting on a well and watching the sky. It's enough to look at that square inch of land every day.
Today, I was forced to walk out of the well and see how big the sky is and how thick the earth is.
In an instant, everyone was sublimated, and they looked at the magic cultivator above the clouds, as if they were looking at a god, their eyes were fiery.
Such tyrannical strength brings not only despair but also wild hope.
They will be able to reach this level someday in the future.
Time went back to the time when the Demon Gate began to attack, and Tsinghua was at the same place with a group of orthodox sects.
Next to him is the old man with white hair and beard, but a spirited old man. The old man looked at the opposite side worriedly at this time, and his beard curled up with anger: "This bastard, I said not to come, but told me. Face it."
He glanced at the opposite magic repair with a little dread, and mumbled: "I just hope this little guy doesn't fold inside."
This is the most promising Tianjiao of their Lu family. If it is gone, his old man will really vomit blood.
When Tsinghua heard the voice of Old Ancestor Lu, he let go of his worries, but comforted Old Ancestor Lu: "Senior Lu, rest assured, the juniors will protect themselves. We are here to watch and stop the loss in time. That’s right, it’s an experience for them at that time."
Old ancestor Lu rolled his eyes, and stopped the loss in time as an experience? Young people nowadays really dare to say.
He pointed to the dark cloud not far away and said: "Did you see it, kid, that is a magic repair, a magic repair who has the power to live in the upper realm."
Tsinghua nodded, it felt bad for him there, making him stand upright.
In the dark clouds, Jiang Jin sits on the cloud chair, and there is a chessboard condensed in front of him.
Across from him, Bai Song casually glanced at Old Ancestor Lu, dropped the aura in his hand, and said with a smile: "Old Man Lu is interesting, and he has the ability to stretch out and behave like magic cultivators."
"So he lives a long time." Jiang Jin said lightly.
"It's a pity that the hypocrite is not here, otherwise he would definitely lose his book bag again in such a scene." Bai Song mentioned that the cores were all black, but shamelessly pretended that he was just a scholar who never touched his hands. If you don't agree, you will kill the door.
Jiang Jin frowned and said: "The hypocrite only sees the Lord, but we are the one who should fall out of the book."
Suddenly, he glanced at the impatient black crow above Yuxiao Gate, and said playfully, "The black crow is about to take action."
When Bai Song heard that, the spiritual power in his hand dissipated, turned his head to look at the black crow intently, and then responded: "The hypocrite has been sent out by the Lord to do something. Don't worry, we will meet."