Blue, Green, Red, The four colors of brown drew traces from the air in an endless roar, and then quietly fell into the sea of blood of the blood orc army, and in the next second, a huge mushroom cloud rose to the ground, mixed with countless blood orcs that were turned into ashes under the bombardment; this is not all, where the cyan long mark passed, the endless black wind poured out from the cracks in the space, and all the blood orcs who were affected were easily cut in half regardless of their strength, and they did not even have a chance to split directly into a pool of blood; the green mushroom cloud turned into a large emerald forest that suddenly grew, The branches and leaves of the trees were as easy as sharp blades through the bodies of the surrounding blood orcs, and then without waiting for the interspersed blood orcs to make any moves, the branches emitted a green glow, and then all the blood orcs that were interspersed and entangled by the branches and vines became shriveled, and after a while, it seemed to have lost all its vitality and even blood, etc., turning into flying ashes, while the forest trees became more verdant; , and some of the blood orcs who were burned and reluctantly split, the individuals who were re-split would also be contaminated with red flames, and then the flames would not disappear until they could not be split and burned; brown mushroom clouds appeared the most in this great plain, and these brown mushroom clouds would soon solidify after they appeared, sealing all the affected blood orcs in it, and those blood orcs were horrified to find that the parts sealed by the brown mushroom mountain turned out to be the same substance, and it seemed that their bodies were gradually assimilated.

These four powerful attacks continued to bombard down in the blood-colored sea outside the Great Wall, and the high-level cultivators on both sides could find that the four types of artillery bombardment of the Great Wall were actually cooperating with each other, and the black spatial cracks made by the blue marks, the verdant green forests formed by the green mushroom clouds, the red sea of fire, and the brown hills, gradually formed a combination under the continuous bombardment, and there was actually a defensive line in front of the Great Wall gradually taking shape.

The thoughts of Niryun and the others on the side of the Great Wall are very clear, that is, with the power of the four strange cannons of this wind forest volcano to establish a special defense line in front of the Great Wall, the blood orcs who can break through alive under these four kinds of cannonardment have become very few, almost one in ten, but the strange thing is that such a blatant act, the opposite blood emperor does not make a move to return to his blood city, and those three hundred blood generals who make Nirvana extremely vigilant actually do not move at all, just watching these low-level blood orcs go to die.

Nirvana Yun leaned on the dragon's head cane, looking at the three hundred blood generals with a solemn face, she naturally would not be naïve to think that those monsters would never move if they didn't move for a while, and the guard in her heart had never let go; her frowning eyebrows had never relaxed: there were too many blood orcs, even if the four cannons had eliminated a lot, and the wind forest volcano that had turned into a volcano had blocked most of them, but there were nearly 10,000 blood orcs who had broken through, and there was no commander level among them, could it be that this blood sea of blood orcs army was just the vanguard of the blood clanJust for pathfinding?

It's not impossible, but it's really scary.

"Disciples of all ethnic groups go out of the city to meet the enemy!" Nirvana ordered in a calm voice, and then a strong drum beat shook the sky, and tens of thousands of disciples dressed in various costumes went out of the city in a unified formation to meet the army of nearly 10,000 blood orcs who were approaching the Great Wall.

"No, no, no!" Yang asked, standing on top of the main hall, a strange grass floating in front of him, swaying constantly, while Yang Wendao just stared at the grass and kept muttering to himself.

On the other side, the thin old man of the Xuan clan had already landed on the city wall, meditating and pranayama for a long time, and his pale face had only recovered a little. The thin old man's appearance was much more depressed than before, and he smiled bitterly, "Old Iron Sword, have you cultivated geometrically?"

The Mountain Lord of Sword Casting Mountain also fell, standing beside the thin old man, looking at the army of blood orcs and those blood generals opposite, "Fifteen hundred years ago, all of my thirty-three emperor gates were opened, and after so many years of hard cultivation, my strength has already reached the peak of the Source Venerable." Old tortoise, I know what you mean. This is the end of the words, but the melancholy in it cannot stop there.

The strength of the thin old man and the mountain lord of Sword Casting Mountain is almost the same, it is also the peak of Yuanzun, and the Xuan clan is the best at defense, and the fierceness of Sword Casting Mountain's attack is also famous, and the strength of the two can not stop the random finger of the Blood Emperor.

In the end, it was indeed prevented, but both of them knew that if it weren't for the palm of Feng Aotian, the usually lazy-looking Wind Clan Clan, who weakened most of the power of that finger, the two of them might not be able to stop it!

Thinking of this, the two of them quietly glanced at Feng Aotian, who didn't say a word, and still looked lazy, but the depth of thought occasionally flashed in his eyes.

Wind Clan, you can't look at it with the same eyes as before!

The two looked at each other, and finally smiled bitterly and continued to recover. Now the situation is by no means clear, the three hundred blood generals on the opposite side and the unfathomable blood emperor are eyeing each other, the two of them can no longer care about him, they can only try their best to ensure that they are at the peak of their state as soon as possible in order to deal with it with some certainty.

"Oh no!" Suddenly, Yang Wendao, who was staring at a small grass in front of him in the sky, screamed in surprise, and then spurted out a stream of blood on the small grass, and Yang Wendao himself was bleeding!

The grass trembled under the contamination of Yang Wen's blood, and bursts of rich black gas emanated from it, and the black gas lingered, forming a symbol in the air, and then dissipated in an instant, and the grass didn't know when it quietly disappeared with the wind.

Yang asked, the aura on his body was sluggish for a while, and he looked like he was greatly traumatized.

"Nirvana Daoyou, I have something to do and I have to leave for a while, you find someone to immediately bring this letter and ask the Southwest Beast Clan Clan Master to come to help!" After that, he took out a letter and threw it to Nirvana, and didn't even see if Nirvana caught it, Yang asked and left in a hurry.

Nirvana carefully took the letter, looked at the direction where Yang asked to disappear, and frowned a little.

"Nirvana, both of your brothers have the strength of the Thirty Emperor Gate Yuanzun, and they are fellow brothers who have the technique of combined attack, so this letter will be sent by the two of you to the Southwest Beast Clan of the Heavenly Trench Forest. ”

"Yes!" a Confucian and a strong man walked out, saluted Nirvana, took the letter, and then fled.

On that blood-colored wasteland, among the three hundred blood-colored shadows, a gray shadow suddenly appeared, but it didn't even arouse the attention of Nirvana and the others on the Great Wall. Where the Gray Shadow passed, those blood generals actually had some respect for the Gray Shadow.

In the gray shadow, a miserable white face under the gray robe was revealed, with a terrifying and weird smile, looking at this side of the Great Wall, and the depth of his eyes was like a whirlpool that swallowed everything.

The inner side of the core circle of the Trench Forest, in the middle of the Trench.

In the well in front of a stone monument floating in the void, in the ice blue well water, the young man's body was not in the well water, and his face exposed on the well water showed a struggling expression, as if he was about to open his eyes and wake up.