After the arrival of the Daoist with flowing silver hair, wearing a purple gold robe and a jade lotus crown, the group of Daoists who were opening their formations to attack the Thunder Pool Enchantment stopped their movements, all with helpless expressions.

It is really that the methods of the Li family's thieves are too strong, if they are placed in the outer world and support a large array, even a well-guarded city cannot help them to destroy it like this.

That formation with a power almost equal to a sword array destroying the Nine Thousand High Wall was as easy as a hurricane destroying rotten wood, but it was too dwarfed by this thunder pool enchantment, and when the sharp formation lines hit the thunder pool enchantment, it was like a soft spring breeze on the stone wall, and even the "dust" never shook off a bit.

The group of Daoists who stopped consciously retreated, standing at the back of the crowd, they and this group of fellow Daoists, whether it was their status or strength, there was a huge gap, even if their master was here, they would also have to retreat.

Especially this silver-haired Taoist with a graceful demeanor like a fairy in the world, his identity is even more terrifying.

This Daoist at the level of Uncle Ancestor and the young Daoist who has gone crazy are out of the same family, and according to the seniority, the young Daoist who is good at the art of deduction will still call him Senior Brother.

However, this Taoist does not appear much in the sect, but often haunts the imperial capital dynasty, because he has a more terrifying worldly identity, the teacher of a country.

This personable Taoist is placed in the outer world, and he is a national teacher above ten thousand people under that person.

After the seemingly young national teacher arrived at Housanshan, he glanced at the ugly old woman who was trembling, and at this time, there was a trace of steaming black smoke lingering on the old woman's face, and there were thousands of ghosts stirring on her shriveled face. The young national teacher smiled kindly, waved his hand at the ghost-faced old woman, and motioned for her to retreat some distance backwards.

The ghost-faced old woman, who has always been known for her rebelliousness, quietly retreated a few feet as if she had been granted amnesty at the suggestion of the young national teacher.

The young national teacher walked forward, and under the glorious thunder, he walked leisurely, came to the side of the Moray Observation Lord, and stood side by side with him.

After this extraordinary national teacher stopped, he didn't immediately look up at the old shopkeeper standing above the Thunder Enchantment, but turned his head slightly, looked at the old viewer who was also wearing frost-white hair beside him, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen the old man for a long time, don't come to harm?"

The old master was still holding his hands behind his back, his spirit was relaxed, and he didn't have the slightest respect for the teacher of a country beside him, and nodded casually.

The young national teacher was not annoyed, and nodded with a smile and said, "It's good to be old and strong." ”

After a simple greeting, the young national teacher looked up at the old shopkeeper and Huang Lu, and made a mockery at the two of them, "The two seniors are also okay?"

As the division of a country, even if the two sides are now standing on the opposite side, this kind of bearing is still there.

The old shopkeeper was expressionless, still beating the drum unhurriedly, as if he was gathering momentum, obviously not planning to pay attention to the young national teacher.

However, Huang Lu pulled his hand out of his sleeve, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Everything is fine, only think of the homeland." ”

The young national teacher sighed, "Bitter." ”

There is a trick in the art of war called salute first and then soldier, after a simple greeting, the appearance of the young national teacher, the smile on his face is closed little by little, becoming solemn like a wood carving, his eyes are like a falcon staring at the old shopkeeper and Huang Lu, and he said in an undoubted tone: "The two seniors, now the situation is good, the education is all over the place, and the two of them have the means to penetrate the sky, and they should also spend the time to forget the previous dynasty!"

The implication of the young national teacher is obvious, now that the world is peaceful, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and there is a prosperous atmosphere, and both sides know that war crimes are poisonous, and the people who suffer the most are undoubtedly those people, so please think twice.

These are all common tricks used by some scholars or powerful people.

Huang Lu looked at this eloquent national teacher, put his hands into his fur fur again, looked at him with a smile, and did not speak.

This is a useless dialogue, and if it could have been discussed, it would have been discussed a long time ago, so why did it end up in today's situation of mobilizing the people?

The young national teacher was expressionless, and there was no hidden anger in his heart, these were all expected things, the reason why he talked nonsense with him was nothing more than to make a show, after all, he was different from this group of thieves who only wanted to recover the previous dynasty, outside this territory, he was responsible for educating the party.

No matter what time you are, you can't lose your courtesy.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a long time, except for the whistling wind and thunder mixed with the rhythmic beat of drums.

The young national teacher took a deep breath gently, his warm momentum changed suddenly, and he gave orders, "Xuanyuan, Xuanqian." Break the barrier and capture this traitor!"

In the crowd, two people stood out, one holding a knife in his arms and one holding a sword in his hand.

These two people are the heads of the Doubu Division, responsible for chasing down foreign enemies and cleaning up the existence of the portal, only in terms of combat power, they are the best sects.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the crowd, their figures rose to their feet, and the swords in their hands released a scorching brilliance, and the wise and martial seemed to be about to lift the sun and soar.

Two rays of purple lightning and blue frost-like brilliance suddenly hovered at the level of the big drum. The black-clothed man with the Dao name Xuanyuan has a killing power that few people can match, and his personality is extremely unruly, even in the sect, there are few people who can enter his eyes. He hovered in mid-air, glanced contemptuously at the old shopkeeper who was "playing tricks", put the treasure knife in his hand full of mysterious aura horizontally in front of his eyes, and gently wiped the broad blade with one hand, and the originally simple blade suddenly vibrated violently.

"Toast without eating and eating and drinking. ”

Then Xuanyuan's hand that wiped the tip of the knife lightly flicked the blade, and the original blade of the Xuandao was on the ground, and the blade came out against the enemy in the next instant.

In the flash of light, his arms spread outward like stretched wings, and at the same time, a rich purple sword flew out, cutting towards the enchantment at the old shopkeeper's feet.

Xuan Qian's face was indifferent, and after standing up, he gently laid the sword in his hand flat in front of him, and the sword body also hung in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed to the enchantment.

Then he closed his eyes slightly, and the next moment, a killing force like a cyan tornado swept out of his body like a vortex, impacting the entire space into a squeeze.

At this time, he stood on the tornado created by the killing aura, like a god who controlled the wind.

The cyan magic sword stood still, lying quietly in the storm.

After Xuan Qian opened his killing power, he still closed his eyes tightly, and at the same time pinched the sword control technique with his left hand, and put his right fingers together to form a mother sword.

Above the left hand, the aura beats like a star change. The cyan magic sword that was lying quietly in the killing storm slowly trembled, and the magic sword trembled very little, shaped like a scabbard with thousands of winged mosquitoes and flies hidden inside.

As the magic sword gained momentum, the sword slowly pulled out of the scabbard, and a sword body made of several cyan copper coins appeared in front of everyone.

Then Xuan Qian Huo Ran opened his eyes, and his two fingers that were put together in the shape of a mother sword suddenly pointed forward, and the slightly trembling magic sword shot forward at the same time.

Behind the body of the magic sword, there was a rich storm that was pulled away.

The far-reaching magic sword came first, carrying a hole to devour the storm and crashing into the side of the thunder pool enchantment.

Xuanyuan and Xuanqian are also the ultimate killing, but the weather is far different.

The sword urged by Xuanyuan was extremely thin, like an extremely thin purple silk thread, but it hid the sharpness that cut through everything, so most of the opponents who died under Xuanyuan's knife were all corpses and bones, with only a touch of red and fine blades.

The sword intent urged by Xuan Qian was always known for its grandeur, and his attack method was similar to that of a flowing waterfall pouring down on his head, and the death of his opponent was often a bleak scene of ants swallowing no bones like an elephant.

Almost at the same time, there was a sound of a sword merging name in this area.

Immediately afterward, a more roaring majestic sound filled the world, and the continuous whistling sound stirred the soul like the sound of the tide rising and falling in the ears.

Only at this time, the old shopkeeper, who had been ignoring everyone, raised his eyes slightly, he watched the hidden sword light like a narrow line and the imposing sword intent rushing towards him, still calm, but the pair of drumsticks were beating violently, as fast as a rainstorm destroying the residual load.

As the sword intent approached, the old shopkeeper's drumstick unexpectedly appeared.

This Thunder Pool Enchantment is not waiting for work, but waiting for an opportunity.

In the tens of thousands of conquests of the Li clan, they have never fought a war that waits for work.

Under the traction of the drums, the originally slow-flowing thunder pool enchantment began to rotate along the interface, and thick thunder and lightning were thrown out from the surface of the enchantment, taking off into the white vest in front of him.

The sturdy white horse is an arrogant gunsmith, like a whimsical warrior, raising a gun to fight.

The white horse silver spear poured out for thousands of miles, crushing and spreading outward like an ant colony out of the hole.

The gods marched, and the momentum was immense.

The cyan magic sword that opened the way like a vanguard, plunged headlong into the army, piercing the white vest warrior without any obstruction, and then the sword intent storm carried at the hilt of the sword was like a ghost's tentacles grabbing the punctured plasma, and the storm enveloped the plasma, spinning at high speed, swallowing the plasma full of strong power into nothingness.

This kind of scene of opening and closing was too shocking, under the confrontation between the sword intent storm and the white vest warrior, the entire mountain area shook, and the two violent air currents were entangled, which actually caused the surrounding air pressure to drop dramatically, as if the air flow in this mountain area was about to be evacuated.

At very low air pressure, people's breathing is somewhat stagnant.

The sword intent storm and the white vest warriors are like grinding, and this scene is like the intercourse between a green snake and a white snake.

However, the two storms are not infinitely devouring and growing, but rather consuming each other.

The critical junction of the two disappears into invisibility.

However, this is not good news, because at the junction of the two, an absolute vacuum has been formed at this time, and the space has been shattered into broken porcelain.

The purple light of the sword was like the scythe of death, and wherever it passed, it either cut off the body of the white horse or cut the neck of the armorer, like a killing without resistance.

The sword light advanced a distance of several zhang before finally annihilating.

Just like in a battle of conquest, no matter how sharp the knife is, it will be dulled after cutting thousands of troops.

Xuan Yuan looked at the scattered sword light, his unruly face finally changed, his eyes floated with scorching battle intent, his arm muscles rose up, and three narrow blades were thrown forward.

One follows another.

The three blades that were like a base stacked on top of each other advanced more than thirty zhang this time before they completely collapsed.

After roughly knowing the impact of these thunderbolt armorers, Xuanyuan's spiritual power was surging, and he handed out another knife.

The blade of the sword slashed, and Xuanyuan's figure followed, approaching the enchantment as if he was attacking the city and plundering the land.

Judging from the current situation, it is obviously unrealistic to want to cut through the enchantment remotely, so Xuanyuan can only charge into battle in person and slash through the enchantment with a knife before advancing to the enchantment.

Xuan Qian's forehead was dripping with sweat, as he did, with two fingers as the mother sword and the magic sword as the sub-sword, remote control of such a vast impact was too consuming for the soul.

He gritted his teeth, his originally indifferent cheeks were a little angular at this time, and he used his fingers as a sword, dragging the magic sword to harvest in the army, and then the sword intent storm devoured the shattered plasma.

This battle is actually a battle of nothingness, and the main competition is perseverance.

Xuan Qian raised his eyes and glanced at Xuan Yuan, who was advancing, and with a slight twist of his two fingers together, he controlled the magic sword to move forward in a streamlined manner, this change of move meant that Xuan Yuan chose to turn attack into defense, no longer blindly pursuing the distance of advancement, but harvesting those white vest soldiers as widely as possible, and the worst could also slow down the impact speed of the white vest soldiers.

With this hand, he obviously wanted to cover the battlefield on a larger scale, so as to relieve Xuanyuan's pressure, so that he could successfully reach the Thunder Pool Barrier and give him a knife.

The cyan magic sword forged from the winning money shuttled through the array of armorers, like a herring swimming in the vast silver ocean. At the same time, the sword intent storm at the end of the sword also expanded outward at an extremely fast speed, tearing at the group of armor warriors like a giant net.

Xuanyuan saw the sudden change of the battle situation, comprehended his mind, slightly offset the trajectory of advancement, avoiding the array armor soldiers who rushed straight forward, and the Xuanyuan knife precipitated with rich purple qi in his hand turned from a wide opening and closing to a horizontal split, and the purple blades were heavily paved to form a wide plane, advancing frantically like a heavy surge.

Xuanyuan's body, which was opened by the sword waves, swept like an arrow from a string, and his muscles were as hideous as uneven barren mountains and hills, rushing away under pressure.

On Xuanyuan's journey, because his speed was too fast, the Xuandao in his hand was already full of a layer of dewdrop-like plasma, and gold and iron were also a good medium for the transmission of thunder and lightning, so at this time, the Xuandao with purple gas precipitation had already sneered outward. The electric wire was passed along the arm, and the musculoskeletal muscles were already paralyzed, and Xuan Yuan didn't have time to shatter the paralyzing sensation flowing through his body, so he could only swing the Xuan Dao stiffly.

He had already advanced half the distance, and it would not be long before he approached the enchantment that roamed like a thousand dragons.

But Xuan Yuan also knew that it was extremely difficult to advance to the enchantment, because the further he advanced, the denser the white armor soldiers who were thrown off the interface would be, and the greater the resistance, and Xuan Qian, who consumed a lot of money, would not be able to control the magic sword to pierce into the depths of the armor, otherwise he would not have turned from attack to defense.

And even if he approached that enchantment, he didn't have enough confidence to cut through the enchantment with one sword, not to mention that the power of thunder and lightning on the enchantment would be transmitted along the Xuandao, affecting his slashing power, just the high-speed rotating interface alone was enough to remove most of the power on the blade.

But the matter has come to this point, and he, who has the strongest offensive power in the sect, is no longer willing to turn back.

The old shopkeeper's expression was focused, and his eyes were bright, just like many years ago, when he was beating drums in the air and directing the army to attack.

Together with the drums, as soon as the army moves, he is an eagle falcon cruising over the battlefield, looking for the enemy's flaws with sharp eyes, and then using the drum as a trumpet, mobilizing the army to attack the enemy's flaws.

Similarly, at the moment when Xuan Qian turned from offensive to defensive, the old shopkeeper had already gained insight into the battle situation, and unexpectedly he did not take any change and let Xuan Qian assist Xuan Yuan to advance.

Huang Lu still looked at this scene with a smile, he was like an outsider.

If the old shopkeeper can't control the thunder and lightning army to deal with the two fierce generals who are charging into battle, then he Huang Lu can go back to the town to bask in the sun now.

Seeing this scene, the young national teacher's face became gloomy, obviously not expecting that the existence of these two countries, which were known for their offensive power, would face such an embarrassing situation.

The other party is too turbulent, like an iron horse opening up the territory, and it is impossible to parry it with the strength of only two people.

Then the young national teacher said softly: "Sacrifice the talisman and help Xuanyuan!"

The old man behind him who was dressed in a talisman robe stood up and said hesitantly: "Fu Lux is still a Fu Lux when it comes back to the roots, if Huang Lu makes a move, Fu Lux may be difficult to turn the tide." ”

Then Lao Dao glanced at Huang Lu and said in a panic: "That old man Huang's attainments in the talisman are too outstanding, I can't even raise the spirit to compete with him!"

The national teacher suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Then sacrifice the puppet army!"

Another Taoist who was good at Mutuo mecha stood up, "It's feasible." There is no absolute heaven between the two genera of Leimu. ”

Then, the body of this Taoist who was good at Mutuo mecha suddenly rose on the top of the mountain, overlooking the mountain, and gave orders.

"Cutting wood for soldiers!"

Like the sound of the heavens rolling through the mountains and forests, the laurel trees in the mountains are shaking without wind, their vitality fades, and then they explode.

A wooden armored puppet appeared densely among the rocks like brown war bones crawling out of the ground.

In an instant, the entire mountain range was filled with a decadent atmosphere, and the originally lush mountain range was also like an autumn wind.

Just when the Taoist sitting on the top of the mountain wanted to control the wooden puppet to attack the white vest array, his heart was shocked.

......

Yin Hong, who had been stationed at the town gate, took out a talisman from his arms and threw it into the sky.

The talisman was like a fluttering yellow battle flag, and a wooden armor soldier shook from the sky like a bean.

These wooden armor soldiers are all arrogant, possessive, full of spirit, and are as impressive as wooden armor gods.

What a coincidence, it just so happened that he Yin Hong was also proficient in some of the techniques of Mutuo mecha.

......

The talisman that hid the wooden armor of the soldiers crossed the three mountains and rained down like rain.

On a battleship engraved with a blue bird and a yellow dragon, the general holding a halberd looked at this grand scene like a god descending from the sky, and his eyes became hot.

He took out a black jade piece from his waist, and on top of the jade piece, there was a viscous dead air.

A handful crushed the black jade piece in his hand, and the black gas exploded.

Then his figure swept up rapidly, and crashed into the back three mountains at a speed far beyond that of the battleship.

Behind him was a black armored warrior, an armored puppet to be exact.

These puppets were warrior puppets that he painstakingly collected from the ruins of ancient battlefields and asked someone to refine them.