Chapter 959: Rush to the Rescue

Qingtian Martial Mansion!

It has been nearly two months since the Protoss army besieged the Qingtian Martial Mansion......

The former Wufu has long since become shattered and devastated!

Blood.

Corpse.

A roar of pain.

Pent-up anger.

War.

The army of the Protoss is eyeing you highly.

......

All of this overwhelmed everyone in the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

After nearly two months of siege, they were already exhausted and unable to fight again.

And at this moment, they can only rely on the protection of that golden corpse to get a short respite......

Outside the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

At this moment, there is a vast Xuanwu Yuan Qi cover, enveloping the territory of the core of the Martial Mansion for eighty miles.

The basalt hood was shining with blue light, with tortoiseshell lines flowing on it, and the light filled the sky, as if it was full of terrifying defenses, like the ancient Great Wall of steel.

The Xuanwu Shroud was covered with cracks under the daily attacks of the Xuantian Divine Clan.

It seems like it will shatter at any moment.

And once the Xuanwu Hood is shattered, the entire Qingtian Martial Mansion may face a real catastrophe. Basalt Hood...... It's like their last line of defense.

And in the center of the basalt canopy, a golden corpse sits.

The corpses were also covered with cracks.

It's the same as the crack on the basalt cover.

Next to the golden corpse, Xue Tianjun stood calmly, looking up at the Xuantian Divine Clan hidden in the sky, his expression calm and cold.

If the Xuantian Divine Clan really wanted to make a move, this Xuanwu Hood would not last for more than three days, and it would have broken long ago.

Obviously......

The Xuantian Divine Clan was not in a hurry to make a move, and was not in a hurry to destroy the Qingtian Martial Mansion. Maybe...... It is to attract more warriors to come here.

In this way, the Qingtian Martial Mansion will become a huge Shura battlefield, and one by one will die.

In the surging sea of clouds, the leaders of the several major gods who came here glanced at the tiny Qingtian Martial Mansion below, and smiled softly: "It's been a long time, if you don't come again, you should go back!"

"Wait!"

Someone stopped: "There was news from the clan before, saying that Li Taixuan took a girl out of the Ancient Sword Shrine, and it seems that they are coming to the Taixuan Domain!"

"Li Taixuan?"

Someone frowned.

"He has nothing to do with the Qingtian Martial Mansion, what is it to do here? Is it possible, he wants to be the enemy of my god clan? Tsk, but he is just a helpless Holy Emperor, what is he talking about in the world! If he dares to come, I will let him die here!"

"Leave Xue Tianjun first!"

Beware of Lu Shenzhou's Xuanwu Hood shattering, Xue Tianjun immediately fled for his life. This time, we must behead him under the knife and return to the Protoss with his head in tow, which is also a great achievement for us and others!"

"Xue Tianjun, he is already a caged bird, and he can't escape with his wings!"

"I heard that the Great Priest of the Protoss ordered Shang Jiazi to enter the world again after two hundred years, and now he is coming towards the Taixuan Domain, I don't know why!"

"Shang Jiazi?"

"Could it be that in this Taixuan Domain, there is a peerless Tianjiao appearing, or is there a powerful Critic?"

"Do your own thing! Lu Shenzhou's Xuanwu Hood can't support it for too long, since no one is here! At sunset today, it is the time when the Xuanwu Hood is broken and the Qingtian Martial Mansion sounds the death knell, so I will return to the clan earlier, lest it be too late to change, or several other ancient clans will also come to intervene!"

"But our mission this time is not only to destroy the Qingtian Martial Mansion, but also for that thing......"

"Buddha God Relic...... Then dig 300 feet into the 800-mile territory of the Qingtian Martial Mansion and move it back to the Protoss. If the Qingtian Martial Mansion has been destroyed, and the Protoss still hasn't left, it will be too dazzling!"

"That's what to do...... It's rude, but it makes a lot of sense!"

......

The night rises at night.

Sunset West Mountain!

When the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on a land of suffering, the entire Qingtian Martial Mansion was shrouded in a red, blood-colored shadow.

Xue Tianjun looked up at the sky, his gaze stabbed slightly, and an astonishing murderous aura gradually swept out of his body.

And above the clouds, a few people led by the Xuantian Divine Clan stood up with a full plate of chess pieces, and after stretching a little waist, the sound was like thunder:

"The disciples of the gods obey the order!"

"With the Xingtian Temple as the spear and the army of the Protoss as the front, crush the Xuanwu Cover. Just recently, destroy the Qingtian Martial Mansion, destroy the remnants of the Demon Sect, and raise the power of my God Clan!"

As the leader's voice fell, the entire void shook suddenly.

The monstrous golden light fell from the sky like an overturned abyssal sea. The fighting will of countless armies was condensed into an incomparably brilliant golden spear, which appeared in the sky.

The golden spear is like a pillar of the sky, exuding ten thousand rays of brilliance, and above the invincible edge, it is contaminated with irreversible divine might.

The golden spear fell from the sky and slammed into the Xuanwu Cover.

In the Xuanwu cover, Xue Tianjun's face was ruthless, and when his figure moved, he directly walked out of the Xuanwu cover and headed towards the world-shaking golden gun.

"Get back!"

In the Xuanwu hood, the cracked golden corpse made a sound.

"Lao Tzu couldn't save you back then, and now he can't save your bones, Lao Tzu is still not a good person!"

Xue Tianjun's voice was like thunder, only in a long roar, the murderous aura between heaven and earth. A hundred-foot-tall giant tiger reappeared in Cangyu and headed towards the army of the Protoss.

"One person, also wants to block tens of thousands of troops!

Among the Protoss, there was a sneering voice, full of sarcasm and arrogance.

"Mingjiao's Subordinate Listening ......"

In the Xuanwu cover, countless dying old men stood up wearing iron armor and holding spears, they looked up at Xue Tianjun who was walking alone in the void, their eyes were full of fighting intent and death will, "Follow me to death, guard my Mingjiao Heavenly Monarch!"

"Whoa!"

In the Xuanwu cover, there are not many people from the Ming Sect who survived, but the sound of their roar in unison was angry against the mountains and rivers, and the sound shook the sky.

Suddenly, the old, weak and disabled Mingjiao army, like a straight and sharp steel knife, headed towards the army of the Protoss.

Above the void, Jun Xingshi looked at the Ming Sect who was not afraid of death, his face was pale, and he ruthlessly waved his hand to order to crush the people of the Ming Sect.

However...... No matter how strong their will is, they can't turn defeat into victory, and they don't even have the slightest chance to escape from life.

In just half an hour, more than half of the Mingjiao casualties were killed.

Blood.

Remains.

Sprinkled in the sky again......

Even Xue Tianjun, after countless battles, became exhausted, and was joined by several Holy Emperors of the Protoss to pierce his chest and abdomen with spears.

"Get back to me!"

In the Xuanwu hood, a trembling roar sounded, as if he hated everyone's will.

"Xue Tianjun, today's eight hundred miles of Qingtian Martial Mansion is your hiding place! If you want to save Lu Shenzhou and Qingtian Martial Mansion, you must also have that ability, you are not Xiao Yishan, and you are not Qin Changsheng! You are just a lost dog that shattered the martial soul thousands of years ago!"

In the void, a mighty and majestic voice sounded.

I saw that the several Great Saint Emperors of the Protoss formed a golden and brilliant array in the sky, and in the big array, ten thousand swords were clear, pointing directly at Xue Tianjun!

"You are wearing the life of a white tiger, so today, we will slaughter the evil tiger, so that you will never be able to live beyond the life!"

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying array poured out a sea of swords, directly submerging Xue Tianjun.

"You...... Come back ......."

In the Xuanwu cover, there was the sound of Lu Shenzhou's sobbing and roaring. However, at this moment, he was unable to move a single bit, and if he made a slight move, the entire Xuanwu Hood would be shattered.

When the time comes, more people will die.

"Groaning ......"

At this moment, a sword groan sounded in the void.

The sword roars like a tiger.

Like a dragon.

As the emperor sang.

Like a demon god roaring.

It was an extremely terrifying long sword, which came across thousands of miles without the slightest murderous aura, but it made the hearts of the several Holy Emperors of the Protoss tremble.

On top of the long sword, there is a woman in white, like the bright moon in the nine heavens, cold and holy, and she is sassy!

At the same time, in the void above the Qingtian Martial Mansion, there were violent fluctuations, and after only a few breaths, the space was directly crushed, and dragon claws protruded from it.

Then, the dragon's groan resounded through the sky.

In the void, when a sword flying from outside the sky swept by, it would wipe out all the sword formations that surrounded and killed Xue Tianjun. And the woman on the long sword jumped lightly, suspended above the void, looking at the army of the Protoss in front of her, her eyes were piercing, and she stood with a horizontal sword!

After another void dragon claw poked out, a black dragon swept out of the void, and it appeared in the sky above the Xuanwu Hood between breaths.

On top of the black dragon's head, a young man in white held a knife in his hand.

He stood against the wind, his eyes were cold, indifferent, sharp, and murderous, "Qingtian Martial Mansion disciple Lin Huang ......"

Lin Huang pushed the knife out of its sheath three inches, and the sound was like thunder, resounding in the ears of every Protoss:

“...... Die here!"