Chapter 1194. The limit of the wind
The entire hall shook, many wooden pillars made a cracking sound, and the mage's body burst out with a breath of destruction that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the invisible momentum seemed to be gathering the surrounding air, turning into a whirlpool-like disaster.
"How is that possible?" The turtle that had smashed a wall down was embarrassed, struggling to stand up on all eight legs, but the mage in front of him had become a real god of law.
The storm in Yinchen's hand rose, and the invisible and terrifying pressure tore through the entire hall, the beams and pillars clicked and broke, the masonry rose into the air, and the three elements of wind, gravity, and space were mixed together, forming a new heavenly rule held by the god Yinchen: "Wrist Flash, Vacuum Break." β
He grasped slightly in the void.
At the moment when his tiger's mouth closed, Gangfeng spun and lifted Gui'er Duoshan up.
He threw it with his backhand, and as if thrown by a giant, Gui'er Shan smashed the roof into the air with a howl, and then smashed another roof down, and planted it into the ground with a roar.
The crowd let out a panicked scream as the entire hall collapsed, but with a finger of the Dharma God's silver dust in the sky, an invisible wind exploded upward, rolling all the dead things in the hall into the air.
Then, a small purple projectile was launched into the air, exploding in the center of the black-gray vortex in the sky, and a huge, reddish fireball almost like the sun expanded, and like a thermobaric bomb, all the construction debris that was spinning rapidly in the air turned into gray smoke.
Yinchen's momentum at this time is no longer human at all, and it is not at all controlled by the power of the world.
He hooked his fingers slightly, and the earth rumbled as if at his command, squeezing the broken bones and tendons out of the ground.
Pan Yangcheng's sect leader was already injured all over his body at this time, and his mind was a little unclear, but he at least knew that he was fighting, shook his head and stabilized his body, and asked with difficulty: "How is it possible?"
"You have been able to suppress me for so long, relying on the power of faith in the main hall. Every word spoken by the Dharma God was like a judgment: "Now that the main hall is gone, you have truly become an ant at my feet, a fool who claims to be a god." He stretched out his hand, and pointed a finger at the huge body of the turtle:
"Wristlight: Collapse Mountain. β
The wind was like a hammer, the thunder was like a knife, and the tortoise's body was torn into countless pieces in an instant, as if it had been completed in a second. The blood swayed in the huge mass of flesh, almost becoming a red curtain covering the sky, but the sound of the turtle still echoed in the square, becoming more and more violent like bad weather:
"It's useless! this seat can cultivate the Blood Dance Red Face......" His voice echoed in the air, and it didn't disperse for a long time.
The Sect Formation, which had not suffered much loss, suddenly cracked a thin gap, and another boy walked out with a holy knife in his hand, the expression on his face was completely empty, and the bone joints on his body were snapping apart again, his face first began to deform, and his expression became blurred. Silver Dust turned around gracefully, his expression solemn, but his eyes seemed to be smiling.
"Blood Mist, is this the true purpose of the Holy Knife...... It's a pity......" Yinchen suddenly used the heavy technique of the hidden weapon, and suddenly shot a thick laser from his sleeve. The laser not only carries high temperatures, but also a powerful electric current, a drill-like spiral force, and of course, most importantly, the spell-slaying properties that purify all things. The pillar of light was silent and dazzling, piercing the twelve-year-old boy very much, and the boy who was still slowly turning into another person was instantly wiped out by the laser.
"How is that possible!!" Turtle Duoshan's figure suddenly appeared in the void, his image was almost completely transparent, and the holy knife on his feet emitted a large amount of blue soul energy, maintaining his image of nothingness.
"How is it impossible, do you really think that the light, and fire, which are my main combat resources, are just that kind of boring witchcraft tricks? The power of light destroys the war spirit, and the power of fire restrains the cold ice, so as a normal person, I have to be prepared to dare to visit. β
"Come, collect the holy sword! Quickly collect the holy knife!" Newgaret Gui'er Duoshan saw a dark shadow suddenly appearing in Yinchen's hand, and immediately reacted, now is not the time to care about whether the mage can do anything beyond imagination, but the critical moment to save his life! He yelled, ordering those subordinates who were irradiated by the beam to draw up and take the holy knife away, intending to make a comeback.
"Is this what you are......?" A machine gun stretched out from Silver Dust's cuff, purple arcane missiles poured out like a waterfall, and fine flames exploded on the scorched earth around the holy knife, and the rain of bullets successfully blocked the few instructors who caught up.
Silver Dust flew up, his body was as agile as a swallow, his silver-white wide sleeves spread out in the air, and the dark knife turned into sharp fingers, stabbing fiercely on the holy knife.
Dark Alchemy simulates Divine Skills, Kinds, and Black Heavens.
"No!" Gui'er Duoshan let out a terrible roar, and amid the screams and angry scolding of the cultists, Silver Dust sent out a gust of wind in the air, sucking the holy knife in front of his eyes, and reached out to hold it.
He grasped the long handle of the holy knife with one hand, and gently stroked the back of the knife with the other. Gu'er Duoshan let out an inhuman roar, and a gray-green mist emerged from the holy sword, clinging to Silver Dust's hand.
"Demon Duncan's Dog. A large area of darkness suddenly bloomed at the feet of Silver Dust, which looked particularly unsightly in the afternoon sun, and the figure of a wolf dog appeared in the dark shadow, and Silver Dust slapped his palm on the dog's ass without hesitation.
"Wang!" the wolf dog barked aggrievedly, but he didn't dare to say anything more about Silver Dust, its image was the most thorough and perfect image of a minion.
"Turtles are mountainous...... Since your name is like that, then be honest and be a turtle son, and hope that your offspring will be as many as the mountains. With the palm of Silver Dust, the soul of the turtle mountain attached to his hand was mixed with his war spirit, and enchanted it into the stick between the dog's legs, becoming the "turtle son" of the wolf dog. The wolfdog felt the power of the male male wind skyrocket, and screamed excitedly, and at this time, Silver Dust had just released the slavery contract of the loyal dog, and launched a fear curse in his hand.
The wolf dog barked wildly, and rushed through the square with Huan'er into an alley, and in a short time, the barking of several stray came with a high frequency.
"That's it. Silver Dust casually turned the holy knife into a slashing axe, slashed heavily on the ground, and turned away, the once holy relic had no aura at all at this time, and completely became a mortal weapon with an exquisite structure.
The instructors looked at him, and no one dared to step forward. The heroic posture of the silver dust that launched a storm to bombard the entire hall made all of them frightened, the silver-white boy was not something that human power could defeat.
And at this time, two things happened almost simultaneously.
Suddenly, there was a rush of a salvo of ballistas hitting the building, and the sound enveloped the whole city, making the people of the whole city nervous and panicked.
And the city lord's mansion also ignited a fire at the right time, the pillars of fire rose to a height of seven or eight zhang, and the black smoke rose to the zenith.
In front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Ying Shixuan, Yin Xueli and all the other soldiers shrank in the armored infantry chariot, controlling small machine guns to bombard the door of the City Lord's Mansion, the gate was long gone, and there were screams of horror from inside the door.
Xuantian Pavilion is a classless sect, and the elders in the sect often lead the charge, unlike any Demon Dao sect, the elders sit in the middle army, "command is determined", at this time, Yin Xueli, as the senior sister of Xuantian Pavilion, uncharacteristically did not take the lead, because there were no soldiers who could take the lead.
They drove all the way from outside the city, originally thinking of jumping out of the car and walking in front of the battle line, which is also the content of the previous sect martial arts exercises - the last eight kilometers near the battlefield, there is no means of transportation available, so they can only rely on their legs and the weapons on their bodies.
But that was a confrontation when both sides had tanks and even helicopters, in Panyang City?
"I seem to have forgotten that the soldiers in the City Lord's Mansion don't even have pistols!" Yin Xueli stuck out her tongue.
"They have crossbow arrows, and they count. Sakura Shixuan turned the steering wheel: "Don't play with them anymore, rush!"
The light armored vehicle, like a mad rhinoceros, rushed into the city lord's mansion in a crushing manner.
On the other side, at the same moment when Yinchen had just taken the sixth step, the small building that existed as the "sleeping palace" of the turtle mountain, which was separated from the Indra Hall, suddenly collapsed as a whole.
Widespread death struck at this moment, bricks and wood roared, smashing human bodies and war spirits, and between the blood-light infections, an unimaginably huge "castle" that seemed to move rose from the ground.
It was a super-heavy war fortress that Sakura Shigen didn't dare to imagine. Sakura Shixuan's weapons are at most bazookas and vehicle-mounted cannons, but this fortress has all modern weapons of war except for nuclear bombs.
Missiles, lasers, heavy artillery, machine guns, flamethrowers, you name it, even poison gas!
The terrifying fortress, at least six stories high, faced the city defenders who had rushed to hear of the attack on the temple, and the frightened instructors. Silver Dust stopped, a wry smile appearing on his indifferent face, and then his voice spread out in the wind, carrying a curse-like demagogic power.
"Why are you still stunned? Manpower is irresistible, run!"
"Run!" It wasn't who was the first in the crowd to shout, and suddenly the morale collapsed, and everyone, including the soldiers of the patrol battalion, immediately threw down all the iron tools that could be thrown down in their hands, and took off all the metal that could be picked off on their bodies.
However, the huge mobile bunker, which did not seem to see the real ants at all, turned around and walked towards the widest and smoothest avenue, which looked almost like going out for a walk, but then the traffic of the whole city was immediately chaotic.
γA few seconds agoγ
At the same time that Gui'er Duoshan was permanently turned into a dog's "***" by silver dust, Lin Qingyu, who was originally pretending to massage Sophie, suddenly stopped, and the last time she pressed it was particularly heavy.
"Oops!" Sophie Fei couldn't help but scream in pain, and then said gently, "If you are tired, rest, even if you are a real servant, you will not have to press it all the time......" She suddenly stopped her mouth because someone came in from outside the open door.
"Does Madame need to eat?" the servant did not dare to come in.
"Don't. Sophie Fei pretended to be impatient, but in fact, she was so hungry that she was close to her back.
The servant stood in the doorway, embarrassed, thinking about how to persuade the new lady to "change her mind" Eat a bite of food here, even if it is a person here, but at the same time, she is very suspicious to look at the little maid next to her wife, judging from the impatient and tired standing posture of the little maid, this little girl is really not big or small, and thinks that this is Jiangnan, and regards herself as half a master, and in fact, in this northern city, the master's close slaves, and the slaves who wash the toilet for the master, are all slaves, and dare to show a little disrespect in front of the master, then it is immediately the end of being cut off hands and feet to make adults or even cured meatγ
"Gotta teach her. "The servants are not well-intentioned, because there are also cases of seniority among the minions, and it is common for the old minions to punish the younger minions. Northerners and southerners are different, most of the slaves and maids of southerners are bought with money, and they are judged by their proximity and close relationship with their masters, while northerners are judged by the length of service, because almost all of the slaves of northerners are "ancestral crafts".
The servant thought about it and was about to open his mouth to "trick" the little girl out, but Lin Qingyu said: "Sister, it's going to start." β
"Now?" said Sophie's tone, which was neither nervous nor excited.
"Right now. The girl's tone was unmistakable, as if she were the real master.
The servant outside the door had already raised her head to look at Lin Qingyu, and she was extremely shocked by Lin Qingyu's tone: "Little sister, you can't talk to the master in this tone here......
"Stop her for five seconds. Lin Qingyu's tone was already an order like a reprimand, and Su Feifei didn't complain, or she felt that she should be a servant serving Lin Qingyu. At this time, she was sitting in the center of the elegant room with the pipa in her arms, and after hearing Lin Qingyu's order, she gently flicked the pipa.
The servant outside the door felt only a rumble in his head, and then he didn't know anything. Su Feifei's sound attack skills are not much different from witchcraft in the eyes of ordinary people.