Chapter 880: Killing Weapons (1)
"Brush ......" was shining in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, a piece of cold sword qi had already surrounded him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Around him was a group of monks with long swords on their backs, and unlike the monks in the front mountain, all of them were dressed in black. Without saying a word, it's like a killing machine. As far as the eye could see, tens of thousands of people surrounded him at the exit like the center of a whirlpool.
"It's me. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he spoke in a deep voice. A young monk in front of him had already grabbed his arm, and he almost reflexively shook it off, but the other party's somewhat choked voice came to his ears.
"Brother Xu...... Are you alright...... Are you really okay?!Great, really good!"
The vague figure gradually became clear, Zhao Ziqi looked at him with some red eyes, covered in blood, and before he could speak, he said in a hoarse voice: "The Heavenly Master has broken the hole...... The predecessors of Changqingzi used the peerless learning of Longhu Mountain to sit and forget about selflessness to cut down 100,000 enemy troops, and sat in front of the Heavenly Master Cave. The army of millions has approached the last barrier, and the three clear and four imperial palaces ......"
Before he finished speaking, the light on the horizon suddenly flickered, and then the whole mountain began to tremble suddenly. swallowed all the words below Zhao Ziqi in a tremor.
Xu Yangyi shook his hand and looked up.
It was already the time of the rising sun, and the first sun was like blood, reflecting the ground red. Under the blood-colored sky, with a continuous rumbling sound, countless floating boats fired at the summit without stopping. The sky lost its color, and the overwhelming aura made the entire Dujiangyan turn white.
Underneath these countless floating boats, there is an endless black, as if the entire space has been raised hundreds of meters. Flags, puppets with hundreds of meters, and torrents of steel revolved around the top of Qingcheng Mountain, which was only 300 meters away, becoming a black whirlpool. Countless black smoke rose lonely into the sky.
The Kuroshio is besieged, and the island in the river is isolated.
"The Three Qing and Four Imperial Palaces are broken?" Xu Yangyi's voice was a little dry, and he asked as he looked at this apocalyptic landscape.
"No, but...... It's almost impossible to hold on, Tianqingzi's predecessors used the Dragon and Tiger Order, and 30,000 Dragon and Tiger Mountain Mountain Guardian Monks are coming from Jiangxi, this is their last military strength...... And...... And the True Martial Realm has been preaching that you are dead! We can't enter the Dao Hiding Land at all, we're all going crazy!"
"Who guards the Three Qing and Four Imperial Palaces?"
Zhao Ziqi paused, and said, "Brother Chu......"
Before the words fell, Xu Yangyi had already turned into a black light and rushed over.
Too many people have died in this war.
He didn't want the few people he knew to die.
The distance between the front and back 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 back mountains into moats. On the thousand-meter-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 when he was about to break out of the ban, he was suddenly stunned.
The sky was overwhelming, and the aura full of murderous intent suddenly converged. Walked out like a night of death.
"This is ......" After leaving the ban for a hundred meters, he solemnly stretched out his hand and touched the black ban in front of him.
Around the outside of Qingcheng Mountain, a circle of black ink paintings of mountains and rivers is slowly rotating around the entire mountain.
Mountains and rivers community map.
Retracting his fingers, there was a flash of spiritual light on them, and his fingers trembled slightly.
"Could it be ......" He took a deep breath and solemnly looked at the ink paintings that surrounded the entire mountain. Ten minutes, twenty minutes...... It was a full hour before he gasped and withdrew his gaze.
......If you don't look closely, no one will notice that on this ink drawing, some extremely small places, the black has begun to fall off, and a trace of aura is slowly seeping out from it.
And this trace of aura ...... The breath contained is not one person, but two people!
Two majestic and boundless spiritual powers, far above him, were spreading faintly from them, for six hours at most...... After six hours, the fluctuation of spiritual power will no longer be able to hide!
The aura is leaking, and the collapse of the mountain and river society is imminent!
"It's actually at this time......" The sudden sense of crisis made him feel like a man, and after a moment of shock, he immediately calmed down and thought: "There are two spiritual powers in it, one big and one small, I can't tell the difference." But no matter what, even if Xu Zhenjun wins, he will definitely not have the strength to fight. Instead, it will usher in the final onslaught of the True Martial Realm without reservation and at all costs. ”
The huge ink drawing outside Qingcheng Mountain of "Boom ......" not only did not bring him a sense of security at this moment, but made his back cold.
There are only six hours left for them!
"Damn!!" he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the aura of his whole body exploded, and he no longer concealed his figure, a bright black light was thousands of meters in radius, and it swept over everyone like a giant eagle.
Six hours...... He wants everyone to see that he is back, that he is not dead! And he wants to tell everyone that the three princes of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Shenlong Guard, and the elite Jin Dan no longer exist in this plane!
"Boom ......" black light like ocean waves, coming from the back mountain and engulfing the top of the mountain. As he flew by, he saw that the wounded were already lying below, and everyone was silently pranayama, taking pills. Many have lost their arms, and many more are covered in blood. But no one retreated into the back mountain prohibition, but once he was teased, he immediately grabbed the long sword and entered the battlefield.
The atmosphere of silence and tragedy spread on this road of dozens of miles. Just looking here, you can guess how fierce the battle in front of the mountain is.
A young monk, silently handling his arm, sprinkled with elixir, now with a touch of slaughter unique to a veteran on his pale and immature face. There are too many people like him, and under the blood red, they form a silent sculpture group.
"Zi ......" He bit down on a needle-like magic weapon, spiritual threads flew, and simple talismans flew on his arms and stitched them by himself. At this moment, all of a sudden, the top of the head went dark.
He stood up almost reflexively, then grabbed the broken sword beside him and looked up suddenly. Not just him, everyone looked at the sky in unison.
In the next second, their expressions changed from solemn, to shock, to ecstasy!
"Boom, boom, boom......" The black tide came 30,000 miles east, and at the peak of black, a familiar figure swept across the sky like a demon god.
"It's a wolf venom real person!" The young monk was stunned for three seconds, and then bowed to the end, because of the excessive force, the sudden sharp pain made his face suddenly distorted, but his eyes were full of unspeakable madness and piety: "I wish the real person a great victory!!"
"Wolf venom real person?" a female cultivator, her face was pale and she was pranayama, her eyelids moved slightly, and she opened her blood-red eyes. The moment he saw the black light in the sky, he couldn't suppress it at all, trembling and trying to stand up, but he couldn't stand up, and knelt down in place with great reverence, touching the ground with his forehead.
"Real people win!!"
The black light passed, covering the sky and the sun, on both sides of the beacon tower, the emperor traveled, and the sound of a real person was victorious, from the back mountain to the front mountain!
That's the flag.
That's what an idol is.
As long as he is there, there is hope in the front mountain!
Whether it is blind or unconditional, it is enough for them to surrender their true hearts after losing for twenty-two days in a row and trapping the queen of the Jin Dynasty.
Boom! The black light pierced the air, and it was not until a few seconds flew past that the sound of the entire mountain road stopped. The chests of all the monks rose and fell, and the tens of thousands of wounded here actually laughed at this moment.
"Who said that the wolf venom real person is dead?" "The Great Jin Dynasty is afraid of Xu Zhenren! I never believed that real people will fall!" "The boss is still ...... The boss is still there!"
Everything below, Xu Yangyi has it all in his eyes.
Pity...... It's a pity that his last causal lamp hasn't been lit yet. Once lit up, break through the yuan baby on the spot. But with so many causes and effects for each person, who can find out which one is the cause?
Time also, luck also.
Letting go of the regret in his heart, the spiritual power was fully urged, and the boundless black was like the wings of a demon god, rushing towards Qingcheng Mountain frantically.
In the Three Qing and Four Imperial Palaces, Chu Zhaonan was covered in blood, Tian Qingzi's face was pale, and the two of them were breathing on the steps.
Behind them, there was the Three Qing and Four Imperial Palaces, surrounded by infinite immortal clouds, and the aura was constructed into countless Rui Beasts, Qinglian, and a hundred meters below them, a large array was opened that shrouded the last place.
"Boom ......" As the aura cannon rang out in the sky, the circle kept humming. And the entrance of the next magic array, every minute and every second erupted into a heart-palpitating vibration.
No one spoke, hundreds of thousands of people were suspended in the air, covered in injuries, and hundreds of thousands of magic weapons rose into the air, all aiming at the entrance.
Silent killing fields, silent hell.
"Wolf venom Taoist friend...... Haven't you been contacted yet?" Tianqingzi breathed for a long time, opened his eyes, and asked hoarsely.
Chu Zhaonan gritted his teeth and shook his head.
Since a few hours ago, Xu Yangyi hadn't answered any spiritual sense, and even he didn't know where the other party had gone.
However, they don't know it, and the people around them want to give them answers.
"The wolf poison is dead!" "The dragons of Qingcheng Mountain have no leader, quickly open the mountain gate, and give you a good time!" "Countless floating boats around the last two hundred meters high and thousands of meters of the mountain around the entire Qingcheng Mountain, hunting with flags, and the sound of horns kept transmitting the news.
Tian Qingzi didn't want to believe that a monk of this level, if it weren't for the strangulation of tens of thousands of the most elite monks and the targeted arrangement, would be invincible in the Jindan. But not dead...... Why not return to the battlefield yet?
The situation is already so critical, as the last line of defense of the five peaks, once the three clear and four imperial palaces are broken, the old monarch palace is in danger!
All the people who guard this place have gone from unbelief, to wavering, to doubting now.
"You...... Where the hell did you go......"
With a long sigh, his eyes suddenly moved, and after two seconds of doubt, he suddenly stood up.
The action was too abrupt, causing the people around him to look over, ten, hundred, thousand, ten! 100,000! In an instant, all the monks trapped in the Sanqing and Four Imperial Palaces all looked in the direction of the back mountain.
"Boom, boom, boom ......" black clouds pressed on the top, and the boundless black tide came from the east. It's pure, it's so black, it's so black that it makes people's blood boil!