No one came to Jinling.

This is, of course, a very unconscionable thing.

From a certain point of view, Mo Xiaochuan and Jinling committed a crime.

Because the danger comes from Jinling.

And the relationship between Wei and the Jinling Adjudication Office is not a secret to Yang Yuan and the others present.

In particular, the only remaining strong god of the mountains and seas of the Jinling faction, Tianwu, is a dangerous friend of life and death.

Therefore, this time the mountains and seas forcibly encircled and suppressed the Westward Journey Cave, and it was impossible for Jinling to work without help.

But where did they go?

Facing Yin Tian's question, both Yang Yuan and Ma Hongteng secretly frowned.

If something is abnormal, there must be a demon.

"Want to reap the benefits of a fisherman?" Xu Youbin suggested a possibility.

Yin Tian was noncommittal about this, and was about to say something more, but he saw hundreds of fireworks suddenly explode in the sky not far away, and the bright light covered the sky and the sun, stretching endlessly, and in an instant, it became a concise and concise big character.

Mountain!

A ten-zhang high long flag is raised with the wind, piercing the sky with the momentum of the sky, the flag is like the sun, with the sacred meaning that people dare not look at directly, the flag head is like thick soil, like a majestic mountain, pressing people breathlessly.

For Yang Yuan's generation, they have never seen such a grand scene, but they know what it is.

"Mountain and Sea Judgment Order!"

Ma Hongteng's face sank like water, knowing that he couldn't delay it any longer, and said urgently: "Attack!"

Yang Yuan turned his head to look at Yin Tian, who was also not very good-looking, but just nodded and said, "Do it!"

So the four of them immediately separated, each gathered their own people, and prepared to launch the first wave of suicidal charges against the Journey to the West.

At the same time, the old guy was sitting on a big bluestone at the entrance of the Journey to the West Cave, looking up at the dazzling daytime fireworks outside the cave, and sighed with emotion: "I really haven't seen it for a long time." ”

And Mo Xiaochuan stood beside the old guy in high spirits, and said triumphantly: "How is it?

The old guy pursed his lips, raised his hand and gently rubbed the moon bracelet on his wrist, and said in a low voice: "It's here." ”

When the words fell, more than a dozen figures stood in the forest under the shadows of the trees outside the cave, and the eyes of several people looking at the entrance of the cave were full of nervousness, excitement, bloodlust and many other emotions.

Being able to kill a mountain and sea judge is a supreme honor that can be immortalized in the annals of history.

Even if they were only pawns in the prelude to this war, they still deserve to be remembered by the world.

Just like the large and small battles that ignited on the land of China in the past few years, no one cares how tragic the process in the middle is, and how many people are wrapped in corpses and buried in other places, the important thing is the result.

And, who fired the first shot.

Niu Dingguo is just the most inconspicuous one among these dozen people, he is from the magic capital, his name is unknown, when it comes to strength, let alone compared with Yang Yuan, I am afraid that even the legendary penguin spirit is difficult to beat.

He knew he wouldn't survive, but there was no way back.

His life was given by Yang Yuan, and his family was taken care of by Yang Yuan, so he could rest assured that he would die.

But even if it is death, it must be vigorous.

So at the moment when everyone's eyes met, there was no temptation, no one even spoke, Niu Dingguo was the first to make a move.

His approach to attack was very direct, or rather simple and brutal.

With both feet flicked on the ground at the same time, Niu Dingguo was still in the air, and he had already leaned down, and then he landed on all fours and rushed forward with lightning speed.

A cyan jade horn pierced out from Niu Dingguo's forehead, with a faint fishy wind, like a battle-hardened spear, pointing directly at Mo Xiaochuan's chest.

Niu Dingguo's speed is not fast, but his figure is very straight.

Whether it's the route of the attack, or the green horn between the foreheads.

Between two points, the straight line is also the shortest.

If there is no accident, it only takes three seconds for Niu Dingguo to kill in front of Mo Xiaochuan.

At the same time, Niu Dingguo's rash attack was like blowing the horn of attack, and the remaining dozen or so figures also scrambled to move.

The endless cloud peak was still blooming in the air, and the white halo fell on everyone, as if they were covered with a layer of vague light armor, shining brightly.

Someone developed a bone spur at the tip of his elbow.

Someone took out the fairy treasure from his bosom.

Someone else pulled a light and shadow from the palm of his hand.

The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

If the heroes compete for merit, they will not give up an inch of land.

The sound of the fight is not as loud as it is all over the field, but it can be regarded as a huge momentum.

Three seconds was a short time, but Niu Dingguo was still a little slower, and gradually a figure passed by him, wanting to come out on top, or be the moth that turned into green smoke first.

In this regard, Niu Dingguo seemed very calm, his eyes were always on Mo Xiaochuan, hoping that the latter could give him some respect.

Respect for those who are not afraid of the dead.

But it's a pity that from beginning to end, Mo Xiaochuan didn't cast half a ray of gaze at the vigorous crowd.

His gaze fell farther, far enough that no one could see clearly.

Qin Weiyang stood behind Mo Xiaochuan, hiding his figure and the face that was overwhelming.

According to the plan, these people don't need her to do anything.

The first battle is certainly the greatest glory, but in contrast, victory is the only truth.

Therefore, the next moment, a burly figure walked out of the hole, and although it seemed that although it did not have the deterrence of a husband, it still made people breathe slightly.

"Get out!"

A thunderbolt exploded from Pu Gao's mouth, bringing up a frenzy of sand and stones, and slamming into the oncoming enemy.

In the wilderness, the power of Pu Lao's long howl was naturally greatly reduced, but even so, it was by no means something that these little minions in front of him could resist.

The three people who ran at the forefront didn't even have a chance to wail, and in an instant, their hearts and galls were broken, and seven blood marks gushed out from their faces, which was extremely tragic.

The few people who lagged behind were a little luckier, and even had used their own means to resist the terrifying sound waves, but they still fell to the ground one after another.

Niu Dingguo was the first to shoot, but now he fell between the second group and the third group, the first time he heard the earth-shattering thunder, the green horn between his forehead was almost shattered, he subconsciously returned to an upright posture, his hands were in front of him, and the tough leather armor was like a wall of flesh erected to resist the heart-rending pain.

The next moment, Niu Dingguo's figure was dragged back five meters fiercely, and his feet made two deep marks on the ground, but he finally barely saved his life.

And the other party only shouted one word.

The power of one word has given birth to such a desperate chasm!

But Niu Dingguo did not give up, but bent his knees on the ground again, and once again blasted towards Mo Xiaochuan like a cannonball!

It's just a pity that before he could enter ten meters in front of Mo Xiaochuan, a trace of heartache came from his chest.

Even the leather armor that Niu Dingguo was most proud of couldn't resist Qin Yuan's thorn after all.

Sister Chun succeeded in one blow, no longer in love with the fight, and simply pulled her fingertips out of Niu Dingguo's chest, and the wings behind her back vibrated rapidly, turning to kill the next person.

Niu Dingguo fell on the soft soil, and before he died, he still stared at Mo Xiaochuan with blurred eyes.

"This is just the beginning......"