Chapter Seventy-Eight: Purple Pole Thunder Yuan Clouds Swing

The ice dissolves, the blue light sleeps, and the face-hugging insect is still in a state of suspended animation, and in an instant, it is as fast as lightning!

"A sword mark in the sky!"

"Instant Palm, Instant Palm, Instant Palm......"

"Uh......" The dog was stupid, and he saw Chu Feiyang's swift sword, separating the tail of the face-hugging insect wrapped around the neck, the moment the acidic blood burst out, Chu Feiyang's palm strength was superimposed, dense and seamless, and the shock flew out, dozens of palms in an instant, and then the last palm knocked the face-hugging insect away, accompanied by a spiritual energy, poured into a disciple's body, and instantly stimulated the power of the abdominal scales to fuse.

"Ahem...... coughing violently, this disciple was saved from the crisis of sulfuric acid corrosion and freed from the crisis of the face-hugging worm.

"Uh......" He was stunned!

Chu Feiyang's method of concocting the same method, although it is very effective, but the image is ...... It's too ......

The so-called instant palm, that slap posture like the wind, from their point of view, Chu Feiyang was a sword to cut off the tail of the face-hugging worm, and then there were continuous slaps to that disciple......

"Uh......"

"Uh......"

When the last person was out of danger, a group of people stared at this side in amazement, making him also let out the same emotion.

"Uh...... Senior brothers, do I have flowers on my face?"

"Ahem!" Chu Feiyang coughed and put away his sword and returned to the source.

"Sect Master!" it was only then that they reacted.

Chu Feiyang nodded, and said in an unfathomable manner: "Dog, next, they will be handed over to you, the use of the power of the scales, the cultivation they missed during this time, must be made up for me in the shortest possible time." ”

"Woo woo......" The dog cried, and knew that he was here, and nothing good would come of it. The dog who was about to argue just raised his head to find that Chu Feiyang had slipped away through particle teleportation, and a breeze blew for a while, and two lines of tears.

At this point, the matter of Chu Feiyang's obstruction is basically solved, just waiting for the completion of the sect's recruitment task.

The so-called nothing is light, Chu Feiyang instructed Xu Shu to contact Shi Yun to pay attention to the situation in the city of war clouds, and then go to retreat to digest the gains of the recent period.

Stretching across the mountains, flying over the yellow sand.

Xilin Xuanyu, the clouds are no more, the miasma is not left, the demon scales and the evil earth, devouring the sky and the earth, wherever it passes, whether it is the aura of heaven and earth, the power of the leylines, the poisonous gas and miasma, all of them are used as energy devouring and feeding back to the source.

The towering city of war clouds, the battle clouds and waterfalls are still the same.

Nancheng overlooks, hundreds of miles away, there is no trace of clouds and smoke, some are only the pentagonal diamond shape that refracts the sun, the demon scale evil land!

The four halls of Zhanyun are preparing nervously, the last time they fought a battle, they were careless, and they lost their troops, and now, although the evil land has not continued to move, once it starts again, it will definitely be a soldier coming to the city.

On the city wall, Zheng Yanzong's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Liang Shou, how is the situation in the sea of war clouds?" Zheng Yanzong asked the person behind him.

Since Xingchenyuan was captured by Chu Feiyang, the newly promoted elder, Liang Shou, temporarily took the place of Xingchenyuan and handled the affairs of the South Hall on his behalf.

Liang Shou, who was a little feminine, bowed down and said: "Hall Master, the barrier of the four directions is becoming thinner, and the other lords of the three halls have the faint idea of using the sea of war clouds to fight against the demonic scales and evil lands. ”

"Damn, my son is still cultivating in the sea of war clouds, if you forcibly urge the sea of war clouds......" Zheng Yanzong clenched his fists.

"There is a subordinate who doesn't know whether to say it or not. Ryomoru was thoughtful.

"Say!" Zheng Yanzong was distraught.

Liang Shou pondered: "As far as his subordinates know, the core of the Zhan Yun Sea, the Purple Pole Lei Yuan, was lost half of it a thousand years ago, and for thousands of years, the Zhan Yun Sea has baptized many Zhan Yun disciples, half of the Lei Yuan, and they cannot evolve on their own. The subordinates thought that the sea of war clouds was not enough to resist the Demon Scale Evil Land now, if I forcibly urged the War Cloud Sea, if it was absorbed by the Demon Scale Evil Land, I would definitely be in danger if I Zhan Yun was in danger. ”

Zheng Yanzong slowly closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Imperial God Machine, what do you think?"

On the side, the feather fan of the god machine shook gently, and the old god was there.

"Oh, this evil land is indeed difficult, I agree with Liang Shou's opinion. ”

"If we don't use the sea of war clouds, wherever the demon scales go, we will be completely suppressed, and we still have no chance of winning. Zheng Yanzong said in a deep voice.

Yu Shenji smiled, and said meaningfully: "The hall master may be able to ask for help." ”

"Hmph, the City of Shepherd Flame and the City of Hidden Clouds?"

"No, I'm talking about Zhan Yun Ce, he is also a person who went out of Zhan Yun City, and besides, isn't there still a partial blood relationship between the hall master and him?"

Zheng Yanzong's face was even darker, having said that, Zhan Yunce's current identity was a person from the Forbidden God Sect, just like Yun Canglan in the city, before the Forbidden God Sect did not make a clear statement, they could only wait and see and record the evolution of the incident.

"The hall master, the lord of the three halls invited, and invited the hall master to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the city to discuss important matters. After reporting to his subordinates, Zheng Yanzong's eyes were slightly cold, and he said impatiently: "I know, the main hall will arrive in a while!"

"Hmph!" One last glance at the Demon Scale Evil Land, Zheng Yanzong stayed on the body of the Imperial God Machine for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The Imperial God Machine, the time has come, I hope you don't disappoint the main hall!"

The words fell, one step smoked, and Zheng Yanzong disappeared.

The corners of Yushenji's mouth curled slightly, and he muttered, "Disappointed? It's you, Zheng Yanzong, those three people finally walked out of the three halls, you have to buy me a little more time. ”

On the side, Liang Shou's expression was also intriguing, and there was no one around, and Liang Shou said, "Master, don't you act now?"

"What Zheng Yanzong wants, I will achieve for him, but ...... There are some things that you don't necessarily need to do yourself. That Ling Tian Sword Sect was indeed unexpected, it was indeed unexpected for the Demon Scale Evil Land to be able to block the Demon Scale Evil Land and use it to build momentum, but they would soon understand how stupid it was to let the Demon Scale Evil Land transfer to the Battle Cloud City in advance. "The gods are in the chest.

"If the Lord doesn't do it, who else can get close there?" asked Ryomori.

"Wait, soon, the perfect candidate will appear. The god machine looked at the reflection of the demon scales in the distance.

People's hearts are panicked, just like a protracted sunset, and the twilight is sad.

For the first time in hundreds of years, the Battle Cloud City faced such a powerful threat, and the lords of the four halls gathered in the Scripture Pavilion in the center of the city to agree on a way to retreat from the enemy. Choosing the location here, the lords of the three halls are also selfish, and they are still looking forward to Yun Canglan being able to give a little help......

The meeting was long, and after a few hours, dusk was coming to an end.

On the city wall, the god machine who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Finally, it's here!"

The words fell, a stream of mist like a meteorite sky, rampage into the battle cloud waterfall, and then, the entire Zhan Yunnan hall boundary, there was a slight vibration, but for a moment, the waterfall stopped diarrhea, water vaporized fog, fog rose clouds, vast clouds and smoke, adding a bit of poetry to the war clouds.

At the same time, the lord of the four halls felt that something was wrong, and just rushed out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he saw that in the vast clouds and mist, purple lightning thundered, rendering the clouds purple, and in the sea of clouds, a huge force dragged the secret of the city.

"Purple Pole Lei Yuan!" exclaimed the Lord of the Four Halls.

The words fell, on the surface of the Yunnan Palace, countless purple mangs thundered, and in the blink of an eye, the buildings that had just been rebuilt collapsed in pieces. In the extreme power rendering, he was surprised to see a person in the independent void, staring at his eyes, indifferent to everything, and with his gestures, Lei Yuan rolled, causing the sea of war clouds under the city to resonate and rise.

"Yes...... That woman!" Four streamers of light rushed towards the void of the south hall, leaving a few exclamations in place and drifting away.