Compared with Zibo City, there are almost 100,000 people, plus the big scene of nearly 10,000 Yin soldiers fighting each other, the source of the disaster of Qilu Spiritual Domain, the source of spiritual energy for more than 500 miles, and the remnant of Dongying near the mouth of the Yellow River.

There are a lot fewer people gathered here.

The elite of Dongying under the command of the Maori Daimyo were all sent out by Hongchen Jun to destroy the last legion of Qilu, and there were less than 2,000 elites left here to hold on, as well as hundreds of noble Onmyoji.

After all, they are the spell-casting power of Penglai's lineage, and their identity in the Dongying Kingdom is naturally not comparable to these ghost weapons used as consumables.

In addition to these people, there is also Hongchen Jun himself, who is manipulating the Ten Thousand Spirits Formation.

Uh, say "myself".

Actually, it's a bit inappropriate.

The container he was currently living in was only the most powerful of the clones that exuded thousands of thoughts, the one that could barely carry the Immortal Monarch's soul.

Really speaking, this sword master from the Wa Kingdom is no different from Qi Mei's one-time doppelganger in essence.

There is also a reason why Hongchenjun can't leave here.

The Spirit Circle needs a presiding.

Wherever the spiritual energy goes, the grasping and exerting of the Ten Thousand Soul Array is all-round, even if it is far away, the strength of the Spirit Array to grab the true qi essence of the martial artist, as well as the innate Qi of children under the age of twenty, is much smaller.

But slow work makes good work.

From the time the spiritual realm descended to the present, in almost twenty hours, within five hundred miles from this aspect, the spiritual energy that has been slowly extracted and refined is a real astronomical amount.

After all, the place chosen by Hongchen is wonderful.

This Dongyingkou is not a strategic place, but judging from the map, it is right in the center of the land of Qilu Youyan, which radiates more than 500 miles, and can not only include the essence of the entire Qilu.

It can even cross the Bohai Bay and expand the spiritual realm to the east of Liaodong.

As the more aura was captured, the range of the Ten Thousand Souls Array continued to expand outward under the manipulation of the Red Dust Monarch.

If you leave it alone, just this one spirit array, when it swells to the limit, it can wrap the entire Qilu, along with Yanjing, Beidi, and half of the Central Plains Huainan.

With such efficiency, if Penglai wants to plunder the world's aura, he only needs to fully activate the seven Ten Thousand Soul Arrays in different regions, which is enough.

However, although the number of people here in the remnants of Dongying is small, when it comes to the scene, it is not weaker than the Zibo battlefield at all.

In terms of the intensity of the battle, it is much more intense here than on that battlefield.

Not only is the elite of the Wa Kingdom here, but the Immortal Monarch is in charge, and the camp that rebels against the mortals is also fighting on two fronts, and there are not many people they sent to Dongying City, but there is a master of the Heavenly Rank.

"Bang"

The dazzling purple light lit up outside the city, straight into the gloomy clouds, and gathered hundreds of blades of light.

Inspired by ether, this powerful sword qi is more than three times stronger than the sword qi in Suzhou City, just like a light cannon that destroys heaven and earth.

In the shaking of Huang Wumiao's wrist, who was wearing a black and white robe, twisting his beard, and his expressionless face, he slashed nearly a hundred zhang with a sword, and destroyed the already small city buildings in Dongying City as if they were demolished.

It is a bit conservative to say that it is demolished.

The sword in front of him is more like a naughty child, impatient to play a building block game, so he pushes the building blocks down.

The sword light scattered.

Everything that stood in the way between Ziwei Dao and Dongying City was cut open by this sword, and hundreds of Dongying ghost martial artists died in an unknown way, and their death was instantaneous.

Even the proud power of the ghost martial arts was swept away by the mighty sword qi before it could be used.

This is the power of the heavenly list.

And Huang Wumiao, the heavenly list, is still very peculiar.

With the Tai'a sword in hand, and without the Tai'a sword in the hand, there are completely two states.

In the past, because of the second personality created by the Soul Scattering Disorder, coupled with the huge loopholes in his state of mind, Huang Wumiao was always unable to exert his full strength.

Among the twelve masters of the Jianghu Heavenly List compiled by the thieves of the hidden building, the ranking of the Daoist Ziwei is not up or down, which is very embarrassing.

obviously holds the first Weidao Tai'a Sword in the weapon spectrum, but he is always pressed by Ren Hao, Chun Yangzi, and Yang Tao, let alone compared with Zhang Moxie.

But can this show that Huang Wumiao's strength is not good?

Wrong!

Miss by a mile.

This not only does not prove that Huang Wumiao is a parallel import, but it proves that Daoist Ziwei has superb means.

After all, he can still occupy the fifth place on the heavenly list when he is entangled in deadly negative buffs such as soul disorder, mood loopholes, and heart demons...

This illustrates his sheer strength.

Indeed, Huang Wumiao's record is quite ugly, Suzhou, Jinling, all kinds of failures, all kinds of draws, and Wujiu Juzi assassinated Yang Tao together, with two against one, all of them were extremely miserable.

But the problem is that the opponent he faces is not ordinary.

Suzhou is facing Zhang Moxie, needless to say, let Ren Hao go, the ending is the same.

One night in Jinling, it was blessed with the holy fire. Extreme Enhancement. Lock blood hanging. Lock hanging. The self-healing MAX version of the Peach Blossom Old Man, Yang Tao in that state, to put it mildly, is already a deteriorated version of the Fire King returning to the world.

Not to mention that he and Wujiu Juzi are two people, even if they let four or five people on the Heavenly List go together, or let Dongling Immortal Jun make a move, it is also impossible to win.

Huang Wumiao is very strong.

There is no need to doubt that after Ren Hao's death, he is the most qualified to take over as the leader of the martial arts alliance in the world.

At this point, even the old monk Yuanwu, and Chunyangzi, who has lived in seclusion for more than ten years and does not follow the rivers and lakes, will not object.

And now, Huang Wumiao's inner demons have disappeared, his state of mind has been consummated, and his second personality has also been stripped away, he has reached his heyday, and it is not difficult to see from the state of divine power and restraint when the sword was cut out just now.

This path has broken through to the realm of innate great perfection.

After Zhang Moxie, Chunyangzi, and Ren Hao, he also came to this realm, and Ah Qing is also in this realm, but Ah Qing's martial arts come from the elders, so in real terms, Ah Qing can only be regarded as half of the Great Perfection.

The strongest mortal + mighty treasure soldier VS immortal (demon) monarch re-advent + Ten Thousand Souls Array.

The battle under the city of Dongying is absolutely fascinating.

Indeed, it is.

A sword that broke the sky, destroyed the city and the country, and slashed the earth, leaving behind a crack valley four or five zhang deep, like a crack and a black abyss.

This kind of martial arts power can only be resisted by the same power.

The entire remnant city of Dongying was flattened by Huang Wumiao's sword, and when the sword qi dissipated, the earth shook, and the smoke and dust flew sideways, what was exposed in front of the eyes of the Ziwei Daoist was an egg-shaped, upside down in the ruins.

The seemingly faint light had just suffered a slash from the powerful Tai'a Sword head-on, but it was still as steady as Mount Tai.

Above the light curtain, there are like stars falling upside down, causing a supernatural array, and there are halo waves, like a sea of stars flowing, just look at the appearance, you know that this formation is extraordinary.

More than 300 onmyoji, with the Ten Thousand Souls Array as the guide, jointly cast spells, extracted endless spiritual energy, summoned various types of divine sacrifices, and supported by thousands of runes and thousands of spirits, to form this four-way star mantra.

In Toei Kyoto, the defensive barrier in the puppet emperor's palace in Penglai is only at this level.

This is a high-level imperial guard formation inherited from the ghost path, even in the aura era thousands of years ago, this four-way star spell is not a big road.

But the slash just now was not without gain.

Huang Wumiao shot with a sword, in exchange for the onmyoji who supported the formation, one-fifth of them suffered the backlash of the mighty way, vomited blood and became paralyzed, and died of exhaustion.

"Extraterritorial evil array, Penglai inheritance, but that's it."

Huang Wumiao twisted his beard, and his left hand held the ancient Tai'a, brilliant purple light, surrounded by the Taoist chief, reflecting his Taoist robe fluttering, windless and automatic, not like mortal dust.

"With just four more swords, you can slay ghosts and destroy spirits."

He took a step forward.

The surrounding aura seemed to turn into a whirlpool, and in the sound of the giant beast swallowing water, the huge aura was extracted into Huang Wumiao's body at this moment.

Those spiritual qi merged into his true qi like a sea, causing the Dao Chief's robe to swell up like a blast wind.

Ordinary martial artists, the physique tempering cannot be qualitatively changed, and the internal organs are like a sieve, and they cannot retain their aura.

However, if you can beat the physical body with the condensed innate qi and cultivate the body without dirt and leakage, you can let the spiritual energy exist in the body, although it will still dissipate, but it will not be like a funnel.

In this state, if you use the Divine Martial Secret Technique, its power is not as simple as 1+1.

Huang Wumiao stepped into the third step, he opened his eyes, if there was Vientiane stardust circulating in his eyes, the divine martial arts secret technique stimulated, and the purple light true qi surrounding his body, the halo suddenly changed.

From the shining halo, it turned into a purple veil of light that flowed all over the body.

In the swaying room, it rolled up like a galaxy, and blessed this Ziwei Daoist with the qualitative change of the practice of the coexistence of mystery and turmoil, and the Tai'a sword in his hand turned into a muffled thunder, and in the black clouds above his head, there was also a Dao purple lightning response.

The ground trampled under his feet was silently shattered.

This land can no longer withstand the trampling of Huang Wumiao in the state of divine martial arts, even if it is just moving his feet, it will make the ground crack.

"Well, if that's the case... That's just two swords. ”

Daoist Ziwei felt the miracle flowing in his body, and it was the first time he activated the Divine Martial Secret Technique, but he didn't expect it, but the effect was so good.

"Red Dust Immortal Monarch, let's have a sword discussion with the poor Dao."

Huang Wuxiao laughed, didn't move the Tai'a Divine Sword, pointed his right hand together, and tapped forward, like a finger force, a purple arc of light collapsed, and the thunder spear stabbed forward.

"Huh"

The sword light lit up, and the arc light dissipated on the spot.

Wearing black armor and wearing a deer antler battle helmet, Hongchen Jun finally appeared, with a cloak hunting behind him, and the direction in which he appeared was quite chic.

Stepping on a black sword, like an imperial sword, hanging above the star spell of the four directions, the aura reverberates, turning into auspicious clouds to obscure, and there are various changes of glow flowing, as if to cover the immortal monarch with a layer of glass-colored coat.

Handsome is not like the scenery of the world.

He was high in the air, looking coldly at Huang Wumiao below.

He knew that he couldn't let this martial artist use his sword again, if the spirit array was broken, his previous efforts would be wasted, and now in Dongying City, the aura is full, and it is not as inexhaustible as the fairy era.

But it is possible to fight with all our might.

Although Hongchen Jun can also use Hongchen swordsmanship, it is still his killing move, but he is not a sword cultivator.

In the face of mortal provocations, he has more than enough ways to deal with him.

"Boom"

As soon as Xianjun's mind moved, the entire remnant city of Dongying, the ground was like muddy water rolling, and in an instant, it turned into an earth dragon and soared, and the sky and the earth cracked, crushing thousands of feet of earth, and hundreds of boulders went to Huang Wu in the roar of the earth dragon.

He stretched out his hand again, and with a slight wave, the Yellow River, which entered the sea hundreds of miles away, rolled upside down, and millions of tons of river water were lifted into the sky, and in the shaping of the immortal monarch's mind, it turned into a yellow water dragon, opening its teeth and dancing claws, and falling from the sky.

The wind howled, the invisible knife, the gray ten thousand wind blades gathered in one place, and another wind dragon appeared, and also rushed towards the Taoist priest.

Finally, there is fire.

Xianjun took a deep breath and spit out in front of him.

Like a fire dragon spitting pearls, raging fire, emerging from the sky, like the Milky Way reversing, the whole sky is ignited, the fire burns on the clouds, and there is a roaring fire dragon, turning into the last way, completing the last corner.

Wind, fire, water and soil, gathered into a killing array, the four dragons danced wildly, annihilating the world.

This is no illusion.

This is the real immortal method, with the use of aura to the point of transcendence, so that the aura transforms into the five elements, into a shape between the virtual and the real, four spells, each of which can easily destroy a city.

The four methods come out together, and no ordinary person can stop it.

And when this spell is used, all the surrounding areas of the ruined city of Dongying are full of breaking power, and it only takes a moment of contact to kill and destroy souls.

Facing the four spell dragons flying around, Huang Wumiao shook his head, and the hairpin inserted in his hair by Daoist Ziwei moved lightly, and he couldn't see how Tai'a waved it in his hand.

Just in the next moment, the whole world seemed to be covered with purple threads.

The rays of light were straight and intertwined, like a labyrinth, with a faint luster, dividing the four heavenly realms.

It was sword light.

The sword shot is too fast.

Only a hundred sword qi swung out in an instant, leaving a visual afterimage, Ziwei Daoist stabbed out with a sword, and then retracted the sword and stood, the light veil around his body swayed, and the four dragons of wind, fire, water and earth that attacked him stopped and attacked in the air.

It's as if the supernatural isn't there.

In the next moment, under the surprised gaze of Hongchen Jun, the four spells were shattered together, and the four dragons also wailed and turned into the most basic aura, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The boulders crumbled into thousands of pieces, the heavy river water fell from the sky, like a torrential rain, and the wind was scattered and rolled in all directions.

And the flames.

It's like a candle flame in the wind, quickly extinguished.

The fire that burned the sky also dimmed at this moment.

"Immortal Monarch, is this looking down on you?"

Ziwei Daoist took a step forward, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, strolling into the air, his left hand hung down, Tai'a Divine Sword hissed, and the elegant and easy-going Daoist raised his head.

The eyes that flew like stardust were full of dissatisfaction.

"A thousand years of wonder, the so-called moving mountains and seas, could it be that such a small way can't be done?"

He glanced at the spirit array below and said:

"Hongchen Jun, my generation of martial artists, we all know that every battle should be like a lion fighting a rabbit, this is the most basic respect for the opponent, the poor Taoist Tai'a came, in order to see the immortal methods, to kill the demons.

It is a fight for life and death, and I want a sword out of life.

If the Immortal Monarch is not an arrogant person, it is better to be more serious about it, okay?

If you really can't lift your spirits, it's better to let the poor way destroy the evil array, you don't have to do anything, you don't hurt the harmony, and sitting and talking about the Tao is also a beautiful thing. ”

Hongchenjun's eyes changed.

That's the threat.

This mortal man is so bold.

"Okay."

Xianjun moved his fingers, and all kinds of spiritual lights shone brightly, bringing up ten swaying streamers in front of him, which was very beautiful.

He said:

"Benjun has not done anything with anyone for a thousand years, and he has been underestimated by you, since you want to see Benjun's methods, Benjun will not hide it.

The next 'red dust lead' is the skill of this gentleman's pride.

You mortal, be careful. ”