Chapter 68: The Silent Venerable
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"Wind and clouds" can tear the air apart!
But despite the great power of the wind and clouds, it did not support it for long, Liu Yiyan had to stop because of excessive internal force consumption, but the sand thorn still did not stop shooting, although at this time the decent people had retreated far away, but the power of the sand spur did not decrease much, and the decent people couldn't help but complain.
On the Demon Sect's side, the Yin Yang Sect is already good at defense, and it is certainly not difficult to form a defensive array.
"Hahahaha! Ladies of the Protoss, today, I, Agamemnon, will bury you all here! ā
"Demon Saint Skill! Demon Slayer! ā
The sandstorm tornado did not stop shooting sand thorns, but the sky within a radius of two miles suddenly darkened with Agamemnon as the core.
At the center of the sandstorm tornado, a black beam of light rushed into the sky.
"Humph! Agamemnon! Are you deceiving me that there is no one in the Protoss? A crisp voice suddenly came from the west, everyone looked over, only to see about a mile and a half away, a beautiful woman with a snake head and body hanging in the distance, dressed in blue, blue and white clothes, pure face, elegant posture, both hands in front of the chest summoned a transparent ball, coldly looking at the blood-red sandstorm tornado, the black sky in front of the woman but not the slightest, around the woman half a foot and behind the sky is the original color of the sky.
"It is! Descendants of the Protoss! ā
"You are Nuwa's descendant!" Two words came from the sandstorm tornado.
"Haha! Even if you are a descendant of Nuwa, does a little sister-in-law in the early stage of feathering want to block the way of the deity? Agamemnon said with a wild laugh.
"Humph! I can't, but he can! "The woman pushed the transparent water ball on her chest forward, straightened her hands, and the water ball stopped moving" Space Spell: Ten Thousand Miles Travel! ā
"What! Space Spells! Do you want to summon the Protoss? Agamemnon spat out words of surprise.
With the woman's order, the round ball transformed into a transparent door, and the transparent door opened immediately, and a person in a black robe slowly walked out, revealing a middle-aged face of an ordinary person in his twenties and thirties.
"Wordless Venerable!" Tang Xian exclaimed.
Countless decent people looked at Tang Xian, intending to learn the identity of this person from him in the air.
"Hermit master, I only saw him once, more than two hundred years ago, his cultivation had already reached the late stage of feathering, and it seemed that he was about to soar to become a god." Tang Xian introduced, and everyone also let go of their doubts.
Another voice came from the sandstorm tornado, "Rejuvenation, it seems that you are about to comprehend the heavens, incarnate into a god, and your strength is profound, but it is unknown whether you can defeat me today!" Everyone present felt a fluctuation of internal force again, and the pillar of blood rushing into the sky became thicker.
The Silent Venerable did not speak, and stretched out his palms: "Gathering Spirit Array, move with your thoughts" and then put your hands together and "Ten Thousand Souls Refuge" After speaking, you will stretch out your hands left and right to "turn into an artifact", and then rotate your hands 90 degrees clockwise, and close them up and down in front of your chest.
"Broken!"
I saw a golden word "broken" appear on the sandstorm tornado, and the sandstorm tornado burst immediately.
"Protoss exercises! Pangu Qiankun Gong! Agamemnon was very surprised, "This is the Heavenly Emperor's exercise, and you are also a descendant of the Protoss!" ā
"Under Yang Fan! Pangu Qiankun Gong is taught by Nuwa Niangniang! ā
"Humph! Nuwa has already cultivated in the heavenly realm in order to make up for the serious injuries in the sky, one day in the sky, one year on the earth, there is no tens of thousands of years that can't come down, I'm afraid it was the little girl who just recruited you to give it to you! Agamemnon's exercises were broken, and he had to reveal the prototype, and said with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.
"So what? It's not like I've broken your "Demon Killing Heaven" today, what's the matter? Defy? Uncle Speechless, kill this bastard! This young Nuwa descendant raised the corners of his mouth and said proudly.
"Humph! If you want to kill me, it's not that easy! ā
"Agamemnon, although you are only a clone now, if you are really destroyed, your original body will also suffer a lot of damage, I advise you to disperse your internal force today and return to the demon realm!" The Wordless Venerable said expressionlessly.
"Arrogance! That trick just now seems simple, but it is extremely exhausting of internal strength, even if my doppelganger is broken today and my body is injured, but I am in the demon world, you can't help me, why don't you say more! If you want to fight, you will fight! After Agamemnon finished speaking, he turned into countless crows and headed towards the Silent Venerable, both the decent and the demon sect had spent a lot of internal strength before this, and they all watched the battle quietly, not daring to do it easily.
Hundreds of crows surrounded the Silent Venerable, but the Silent Venerable had no expression of fear.
"I'm giving you a chance, go back to the Demon Realm, otherwise your body injury won't be something that can recover in a year or two."
"It's come to this, so why say more!" The crow began to bite the Silent Venerable with discipline.
Bang! Bang! Bang! ....... countless speechlessness that bit at the Wordless Venerable, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible cover.
"Since you're looking for death, then don't blame me for being rude!"
Wordless pushed the sleeve of his right hand back. A cyan bracelet is revealed.
"What is this?" Tang Xian exclaimed, the rudder of the Tang Sect is all over the world, and Tang Xian also likes to wander around, so he naturally recognized this bracelet "Blue Sky White Jade Bracelet!" ā
Yang Fan stood with the two fingers of his right hand erected on his chest, and silently recited the mantra in his heart, and soon spit out a "Ha!" All the crows around were shaken away.
The crows converge to be called a kobold monster, Agamemnon.
"I said earlier, you are not my opponent, if you don't want to be injured in your body, you will quickly escape back to the demon world." Yang Fan said word by word.
At this time, when everyone's eyes were focused on the battle between the Silent Venerable Yang Fan and Agamemnon, no one noticed that there was a crow's mouth on Duan Qiao's left shoulder that was facing Duan Qiao's ears one by one, as if he was saying something, Duan Qiao immediately retreated into the Demon Sect members, and said a few words to Fang Keyuan with a nonchalant face.
"Humph! Even if you have advanced cultivation and have an artifact in your hand, people are human beings, and it is impossible to fight against demons! It's too early to tell! Agamemnon said viciously, the two fingers of his left hand froze, and the wand in his right hand began to change, and a yellow halo appeared around the wand, which slowly began to elongate, and the tip of the wand slowly became larger, and finally the wand turned into a giant hammer, "Since the spell doesn't work for you, then I'll see if you can resist my warhammer's attack." ā
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