The lightning and thunder continued to extend into the sky, and it seemed that neither Phantom Sky nor Zhu Xian wanted to destroy Night Star City.

Wu Que turned around and checked the golden bamboo and golden lotus again, which were intact, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The raindrops of space debris are still scattered, but they are gradually thinning, but the invisible wave of space is becoming more and more urgent.

He didn't dare to go too far, so he wandered around the small lake, and when he found that there were scattered space debris, he struck them away with his sword.

After flying a few times, Wu Que found that these space debris were actually like snowflakes, which would slowly dissolve and disappear.

In the deep night sky, at the source of the wave of space, the lightning was endless, the thunder was endless, and the phantom sky and Zhu Xian had been fighting for several days, and Wu Que's neck was sore.

Just as he was about to twist his neck and blink his eyes to relax, the surging sound of the piano suddenly came along with the spatial wave.

The sound of this piano is full of swords and swords, but the hatred is monstrous, it is the Buddha who blocks and kills the Buddha, and the god blocks and destroys the gods, vowing to pave the road to heaven with the white bones of Yingye......

As soon as the sound of the piano entered his ears, countless ignorant thoughts immediately flooded from Wu Que's heart, and every ignorant thought was: extinguish!

"Extinguish!"

"Extinguish!"

"Extinguish!"

......

Wu Que was completely overwhelmed by these thoughts, and he brandished his long sword, let out a crazy shout, sword after sword, stabbing at the void enemy.

Although there are many ignorant thoughts, the anchor power that each mind can gather is very small, so Wu Que has one sword after another, and the power of each sword is not as good as one percent of his normal sword.

"Extinguish!"

"Extinguish!"

"Extinguish!"

......

There was a faint roar of thunder, and at the same time it came from the night sky, and it was the roar of the phantom sky.

"Boom!" a dark red ball of light suddenly erupted in the night sky.

Wu Que had just struggled to stab out a sword, and thunder broke out of thin air in the sea of consciousness, which shocked him instantly, a blank red light flashed in his eyes, and he fell to the ground softly.

This is Zhu Xian's anchor thunder, which broke out again.

The countless shadow bamboos suspended in the sky of Night Star City, at the moment when the anchor thunder broke out, all suddenly flashed, illuminating the entire Night Star City as if it were day, and then quickly extinguished, turned into nothingness, and completely dissipated in the spatial wave.

The small bamboo in the grass by the lake, at the moment when all the shadow bamboos dissipated, suddenly flashed with golden light, but it disappeared, and after all, it still did not wake up from the dream of the star road.

In addition to these dissipated shadow bamboos, there are also many unlucky people in Night Star City who are immersed in the dream realm of the star path and whose cultivation is still shallow, and they have also been awakened by this anchor thunder;

"Zhu Xian, you will regret it one day!" the roar of the phantom sky rolled in, gradually moving away.

The light of the night sky gradually dissipated, and a violent wave of space surged, throwing Wu Que, who had lost consciousness for a short time, into the air.

"Hahahaha, Xiao Que, how is my 'Divine Destruction Comedy'!?" Zhu Xian's smug laughter came with the wave of space.

Wu Que's eyes flashed, he came back to his senses, and used the power of space to resist the tide of space.

"Poof!" After getting rid of the spatial wave, Wu Que fell into the small lake, causing a splash of water.

He hurriedly jumped up from the lake and landed on the shore.

"I'm going to pick up Night Star City, it'll be fine soon, you wait a little longer. Zhu Xian's voice came from the night sky.

Wu Que shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking: I really picked it for me? If I say no, will you not pick it?

He looked at Jin Zhu and Jin Lian, and there was no big problem.

Sitting in the weeds and looking up at the sky, he really wanted to see how Zhu Xian picked the stars, but in the vast night sky, where was her shadow.

It turns out that she is also here to find the ancient heirs, should I run away quickly? If I escape, what will Jin Zhu and Jin Lian do, or should I run away with them? But can I run away? If I can't escape, it's not that I'm exposed......

Wu Que's mind was numb, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

In the deep night sky, a red light suddenly flashed.

Has she started to pick up stars? Wu Que's heart moved, and he watched intently.

That red light quickly elongated and continued to extend, and after half a pillar of incense, it had turned into a huge sky bridge across the sky.

Then the red bridge makes a turn, and then it continues to extend, and after the half-pillar incense, it turns and extends again......

After about four incense sticks, an incomparably huge red cuboid frame was born in the vast starry sky, completely encompassing the entire huge Night Star City.

The faintly powerful coercion continued to emanate from the red frame, making the cultivators who had already woken up in Night Star City tremble: Great Thousand Spirits True God, which alien demon is refining Night Star City?

Wu Que was dumbfounded: Could it be that picking stars is to use anchor power to refine the entire Night Star City into a wishful spirit weapon?

After the two more incense plants, the faintly powerful coercion was already everywhere, and Zhu Xian's anchor cage was almost completed.

Sure enough, Zhu Xian's proud voice came from the deep space again: "Hahahaha...... Night Star City, you're mine!"

With this rolling thunder, the red anchor cage suddenly flashed, bursting out with dazzling light, and the entire night sky was dark red in an instant.

The light that burst out from the anchor cage did not dissipate, but continued to extend like six red cloths.

A huge figure, projected on a curtain of light like a red cloth, is like a demon god, in fact, she is a demon god.

The red area of the sky continues to expand, and the normal black area of the night sky continues to shrink.

After another stick of incense, there were only eight thin black lines left in the sky of the entire Night Star City, and the endless glory of Night Star City was about to sink completely.

"Huh!" The red light in the sky was full again, and Zhu Xian's anchor force suddenly exploded, and he was about to completely close the red cage.

At this moment, "click", a shocking green lightning bolt suddenly pierced the dark red sky, and in an instant, pierced the head of the huge demon shadow.

The overwhelming red cage suddenly flashed, and the light quickly dimmed.

On the canopy of the red cage that was about to collapse, another huge figure appeared: he held a large disc high in one hand, and the green lightning bolt that pierced the demon god's head in the other.

"Yay!" The cultivators in Night Star City who were already prostrate on the ground suddenly jumped up and cried with joy.

Wu Que, who was by the small lake on Jinzhu Peak, couldn't hear those cheers.

He looked lonely at the huge figure with lightning on the red canopy, and inexplicable sadness rose from the bottom of his heart: Is she about to fall?

"Phantom Sky, you are so despicable!" Zhu Xian's roar rolled in, the red light flourished again, and the red cage that was about to collapse gradually solidified.

She didn't fall! Wu Que was suddenly overjoyed.

However, he immediately fell into a daze: she is a demon, why should I be sad or happy about the death or life of a demon?

"Alien demons, don't stop yet!?" the Phantom Sky roared again.

The green light flashed, and another shocking lightning bolt shot out from the huge disc held high in the phantom sky, piercing Zhu Xian's head again.

The red cage flickered violently.

Zhu Xian, who had two lightning bolts in his head, slowly raised his right hand, and the red cage was stabilized again.

"Blood--string--lead!" With a scream, Zhu Xian's raised right hand suddenly waved down.

Seven intense red rays of light shot out from the cyan guqin in Zhu Xian's left hand, and in just a moment, they had already pierced through the phantom sky's head.

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