At the same time, the city of big waves also collapsed on the shore, and the falling tons of water fell with a force of ten thousand pounds!

I saw that the earth trembled again, and the entire river bank was smashed and fell one layer as a whole.

As soon as the tremor calmed down, Wu Wei crawled out of the water, his face wet by the river water was pale, there was even a trace of blood on the side of his mouth, and there was only a very thin layer of Yuan Qi defense on his body.

He sat down on the shore in horror, looked at Jiang Xin, who had finally started fighting, and his eyes widened suddenly.

He actually saw that at that point, the river had disappeared, and those great cultivators were floating in mid-air, and at their feet was the bottom of the silt river that had lost the river water.

The whole big wave drained all the water in the center of the river, and the big ship of the Northern Sect was stranded at the bottom of the river, like a beast in trouble, and at this time, the river water began to flow back with a thunderous momentum, surging towards the center.

"Hiss......"

He gasped, forgetting about his own safety for a while, just watching the scene in shock, stunned and unable to help himself.

At the same time, both sides of the strait, whether it was spontaneous observers like Wu Wei or the generals on both sides, watched in horror the countless tons of seawater flowing back, and the position in the center of the river seemed to have become a passage to hell, and the returning river water formed a huge hole, swallowing all things.

However, people's eyes have always been fixed on those strong people who have released their sky-high momentum.

Heaven and earth suddenly changed color under the influence of their momentum, and the treacherous celestial phenomena provided a very beautiful background for this group of people.

And when the big waves roared, several sword intents had already risen in the air, densely intertwined.

The power of the powerhouses of the four realms can be very subtle, and they can distinguish the winner and the loser when people can't see the movement, and it can also be boundless and gorgeous, so that people within a radius of a hundred miles can see it.

When the people on both sides made a move, Jiang Xin became like a dense fireworks in the night sky of the most prosperous place in the capital during the festival.

Of course, power is not used to dance for people to see, but when the power reaches a certain level, it will be dark and charming, and it will become beautiful and ornamental.

For example, the decisive evil cultivator Yiwei, when he made a move, he just waved the sleeves of his robe, smiled cruelly, and blue flowers flew all over the sky.

Duoduo is deadly.

Sect Master Lushan silently propped up his illusory realm, and the phantom of the mountains changed the world.

The first time that Qianza appeared on the battlefield was silently clasped his hands, and suddenly his body was dyed with the Zen light of the great sun, and there were bursts of illusory Zen songs in the void, and the place where he stood became the vast and boundless pure land of the West.

The Zen of a thousand seats is bright and majestic.

And when Dao Lin opposite him turned his hand and sank a sparkling water mirror into the river, immediately, the rushing back riot river suddenly quieted down, as if it had become a tamed beast, and the river surface under everyone's feet was smooth like a realm, a pure and ethereal meaning was born.

If someone accidentally glances down at them, their minds will be enveloped in confusion, and they will not be able to distinguish where they are and where they are reflected in the water.

I don't know which master pushed his palm horizontally, and the rules of the Dao Heaven fell, and on this mirror, tender and green plants began to grow.

First the grass, then the blades of grass bloomed, and then the low trees grew rapidly, swaying, like life, and like drunken immortals, swaying and growing with the wind.

After a while, it turned out to be a green shade.

And in the green shade, the powerhouses of the two sects in the north and south invariably drew their long swords at their waists.

Two completely different sword intents fluttered up, and the scattered qi machines firmly locked everyone on both sides.

After that, the colorful sunlight in the treacherous sky began to move irregularly, especially the most dazzling sunlight like a flame, constantly igniting the river water, emitting a blue-blue ghostly fire.

Under the hedging of the Heavenly Dao of this group of great cultivators, the Heavenly Dao in this area has been completely distorted and has become very disordered.

In the eyes of the people watching on both sides of the strait, the most conspicuous thing is, of course, the huge warship.

When the massive amount of river water flowed back, the river water from all directions lifted the large ship that was deep in the mud, and at the same time, the huge force like a mountain also hit the warship itself from all directions.

The sturdy hull immediately let out an overwhelmed hiss under the impact of this level, like a mourning beast, and a huge terrifying rift appeared in its body, from which fragments of flesh and blood were scattered.

It staggered, the outermost layer had been cracked by the collision, and the river water poured into it, but it was blocked by the waterproof layer inside, but under the influence of the power of a group of great cultivators, the hull of the ship began to split again, and it was seen that its life was not long in coming.

This made the soldiers on the east bank frightened and frightened for a while, but the group of Northern Sect disciples standing on the deck did not panic, they desperately stabilized their bodies, and their legs were fixed in place like nails on the violently shaking ship.

Holding a sword in both hands, the momentum rises.

Hundreds of people moved in unison, standing firmly in accordance with the formation depicted on the deck, and let the wind and rain outside beat the wild waves, but these people did not move.

The turquoise statue of the beast held up a steady and powerful shield of defense, holding these men and part of the hull under their feet firmly in it.

When the hull crumbles to the edge of the green barrier, it will not be able to move in anyway.

Liu Chonghu, who was standing at the forefront, straightened his body, and raised his sword, which led to the entire Northern Sect Sword Formation.

The power of all the people behind him was superimposed in some mysterious way, rising into the air, condensing into a sword cloud with a rich murderous intent.

When this sword cloud formed, there was thunder and lightning in the sky.

The power of the sword array was like a giant beast falling from an immortal, and it easily became the force that broke the last bit of stability in this airspace.

"Boom ......"

The thunder is far away, as if it has been transmitted from the past in time, and contains supreme pressure.

Patches of thunderous clouds gathered, and these powers, which the ancient cultivators called Cloud Tribulation, were the efforts of this world to stabilize the space.

It's just that after thousands of years of research and cracking by countless cultivators, this kind of thundercloud is no longer a big threat to the cultivators in the river except for its vast momentum.

The clouds bring not only thunder, but also rain.

In the clear sky, a thin rain fluttered down.

Under the backdrop of the colorful sunlight, those dense fluttering rain threads also took on different colors, rendering the strange background that was already superimposed by various forces and the small world of dozens of great cultivators with a layer of rich color.

The rain is fluttering......

The two sides of the strait have not been spared.

When Wu Wei took the blood-red rain with one hand, he was surprised to see that somewhere on the other side of the bank was swallowed up by the casual blow of a strong man on the battlefield.

Wu Wei guessed that this must be a blow that was missed, and was dodged by the opponent, but those great cultivators could dodge, and a group of Three Realm-level generals who were watching the battle on the river could work together to save their lives, but for those miscellaneous fish who rushed to the scene because of their ideals, it was difficult to dodge.

Wu Wei saw with his own eyes that the area was shattered by that sword qi, the river spread over, engulfing everything, and the people who had been hiding there and exclaimed loudly were gone.

Wu Wei took a deep breath, which made a trace of coolness appear in his heart, but this coolness was like this rain fluttering in the sky, which could not extinguish the blazing flame in his eyes at all.

"Boom ......"

Wu Wei heard an explosion again, and he thought it was thunder at first, but later found out that it was not.

The sound was made by a small hill on the West Bank, some distance from itself.

It was already some distance from the shore, and it was not at the forefront, but when the destructive power surging from the center of the river with killing intent surged, this short distance could not reduce its power after all.

The sound of the explosion was the sound of the mountain being shattered, the smoke and dust were billowing out, and the mountain burned with dim black flames, and Wu Wei could smell the terrible smell of that power from a distance.

He still didn't feel fear, he just felt ...... Pity.

Although he didn't know who was standing on that mountain and looking at it from afar, he still gave birth to the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

Well...... Wu Wei knew that this idiom was not used correctly, but he felt that it was appropriate.

In addition, in addition to this emotion, he was still a little fortunate after all, and he was glad that he had made a wise decision, and it seemed that even hiding in the mountains behind him could not avoid the ripples, and since he had to face danger everywhere, he felt that he was brave and wise to stand at the forefront.

But although he was not afraid, he began to feel the pressure, and people began to be affected on both the east and west coasts, especially now, in Wu Wei's eyes, the battle groups that were originally gathered together had dispersed, and almost every strong man had found his opponent.

So they dispersed and began to use the entire river as a battlefield area, and divided into more than a dozen war groups, so that the danger factor for the people on the shore also skyrocketed.

Wu Wei also had to be on guard against attacks coming at his place at all times, and if he could, of course he didn't want to die.

Wu Wei's gaze swept over the dozen or so battle groups in turn, and when the great cultivators began to fight, there were many moves that Wu Wei couldn't understand at all, he could only see the colorful and different small worlds of those great cultivators merging, colliding, and even shattering each other.

Wu Wei has never seen so many small worlds, each one amazed him, each with different scenery, some barren like a dark night or a plain with no grass, some are beautiful and prosperous, and some are similar to Daolin Zen Master, the waves are not alarmed, just concentrate on picking up a flower and leaf and throwing it away, there is a terrifying power of destroying the withering and decaying, and the mountain and the sea are broken.

The most dazzling thing is the master of the Qiguang Academy, the Thousand Buddha's Pure Land exudes a dazzling Zen light, and he is actually fighting to the death with the Sect Master of the Southern Sect, occupying the largest area of the entire battlefield.

After that, Wu Wei's eyes fell on the warship that had been destroyed by the force, at this time, the warship had a deck intact, the disciples of the Northern Sect were fighting in place, and Liu Chonghu was presiding over the sword formation, controlling the sword cloud in the air.

Is it enough to turn into a sword light that is enough to slash the four realms and sweep towards the battlefield?

However, at this time, the software of Shentu Wojia somehow got rid of the opponent, a single person erected a spear, the whole body roared, the tall body seemed to have the power to pull out the mountain, and smashed the spear to the turquoise barrier again and again, every time it fell, the river had to swing a huge wave more than ten meters high, and the barrier also kept flashing, facing the attack of Shentu Wojia that was enough to shatter the mountain, but always maintained a stable light.

The name of the treasure is well deserved.

Wu Wei couldn't help but feel envious when he looked at it, thinking about how good it would be if he had such a defensive magic weapon, so that he could be here with peace of mind and not worry about death.

He was heading, but his hair stood on end, he turned his head blankly, and saw that the Qianza standing in the Pure Land World suddenly pushed out a handprint, and the huge handprint was cut off in half by the Southern Sect Master's full strength, and the remaining half of the palm was blasted straight towards him with boundless cold killing intent.

Wu Wei wanted to exclaim, but also wanted to dodge, he tried to draw his sword and tried to run away, but only then did he realize that everything he had done was in vain.

When Qianza's half palm struck, he was shrouded in that cold and emotionless killing intent, and his whole body seemed to fall into cold ice, and he couldn't move for half a minute, so he could only watch the half of the giant palm get bigger and bigger.

The shadow of death suddenly captured him, and Wu Wei's mind went blank.

At this moment, right in front of him, a huge wave suddenly formed in the relatively stable river, which rushed towards him, rolling the young man who had no ability to resist into the river.

The moment he entered the water, Wu Wei seemed to sense a mysterious power in the water, his originally frozen body seemed to be in a hot spring, and quickly regained his senses, but it was still difficult to move, he just felt that he was pushed by a wave of water and dived into the river like lightning, he looked up and watched the light on the water surface above getting dimmer and dimmer, and his finally relaxed mind immediately realized that he was constantly diving to the bottom of the river, but Wu Wei was immediately curious, how could there be such a deep river on the riverside?

When he realized this, he saw a flower in front of him, and the next moment he saw a young hand appear in front of him, calmly and steadily grasping the clothes on his chest, and then with a sharp lift, he pulled himself out of the water.

"Ahem......"

Wu Wei coughed, then took a big breath, he was a little dazed for a while, he didn't know what was going on, until a sound of the earth collapsing from a distance penetrated his ears, and following the sound, he was shocked to see that the half palm of Qianza's hand had completely destroyed the riverbank where he had originally stood.

Wu Wei looked at this scene in a daze, his back was cold, and a feeling of escaping death made him not want to move.

Then he finally found himself sitting in a battered boat, with a pair of legs at his hand, and the owner of those legs was mechanically paddling with an equally tattered pulp.

In front of him, a young man was sitting smiling at him.

Yuan looked at the frightened Wu Wei, smiled faintly, wiped his hand dry, and then asked, "How is it?" ”