As the old man slapped out his palm, a vast and rich fiery aura erupted, turning into a round of brilliant sun suppression of heaven and earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The brilliant blazing light swayed, and the cold and cold aura that shrouded the city wall instantly melted away.

"Ancestor has made a move!"

In a city tower, a woman from the Ground Rank King Realm immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the old man make a move.

Shen Tianyu frowned, not optimistic about the sage's actions.

She could sense that the Sage's aura was vastly different from that of the enemy Dark Knight.

And it turned out to be exactly what she expected.

Seeing the old man's move, the ghost refining soul fire flickered, and he said innorantly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

The massive Yin Phantom opened its large mouth that occupied almost the entire face, and let out a scream that hit the soul directly.

The blazing light that enveloped the city wall collapsed in an instant, and many soldiers on the city wall only felt a tearing pain in their minds, and they were instantly stunned in place, red blood oozing from the corners of their eyes, nostrils, and ears.

The next moment, muffled voices rang out one after another, and one soldier fell straight to the ground, his eyes widening and his face distorted.

The old man was furious, his breath surged again, and the brilliant sun turned into a stream of fire and roared out.

The Shadow Phantom showed a strange expression that seemed to laugh and cry, and greeted it directly.

Rumble!

The two attacks collided violently, but the old man's expression changed suddenly.

Below, Wei Ziqi frowned.

Two completely different forces in the sky were clashing violently, but the power of the Sage soon fell to the downside, and the cold aura was constantly surging.

"It seems that there is no way to continue watching the play. ”

He touched his chin and muttered.

The old man's expression was solemn, and his whole body was surging mightily, fighting against the Yin Soul Phantom with all his might. However, even this cannot reverse the decline.

In the distance, Youlian was impatient with such a confrontation.

"Dare to resist the charge of the ghost sickle, and die, old thing!"

With a cold sound, it jerked out the spear in its hand.

The spear turned into a black light and roared out, and countless ghosts and ghosts emerged from it, wrapping them in layers around it, as if a huge storm swept in.

Endless negativity gushed out, countless wails, screams, and curses rang out in one piece, and twisted, hideous, and painful faces continued to emerge and disappear in the storm.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically.

The old man, who was fighting against the Yin Soul Phantom with all his might, instantly noticed the violent storm, and his face changed greatly, but he couldn't get out.

"Stop it!"

Luo Tianpei shouted loudly.

On the city wall, a powerful man shot out one after another, and countless majestic attacks headed towards the storm.

However, all the attacks fell into the storm, and they all fell into the sea like mud cows, and not even a single wave could be lifted.

Everyone's hearts sank.

A venerable Yuan energy cannon turned its muzzle at full speed, but it still couldn't keep up with the speed of the storm.

At the moment when the storm was about to swallow the old man's body, Luo Tianpei's face turned pale, and everyone looked desperate, but Shen Tianyu in the city tower thought of something and turned his head suddenly.

Wei Ziqi, who was about to make a move, immediately sensed this line of sight, glanced in that direction, and then the figure had disappeared in place.

The next moment, a figure suddenly blocked in front of the old man.

Looking at the storm that swept in front of him, Wei Ziqi turned on the [Heroic Spirit Dependence] with a calm face.

Powerful power surged in his body, and the aura in his body began to soar rapidly. Immediately, he raised a right hand, spread his palm, and slowly spat out a word from his mouth: "Stop!"

In an instant, the storm froze, and twisted and hideous faces froze in the air.

The golden light in Wei Ziqi's eyes suddenly bloomed, and then the raging golden flames rose from his body, turning into a streamer and plunging into the storm.

A short moment later, an endless majestic force with a sacred, fiery aura erupted in the center of the storm, surging through heaven and earth.

Thousands of golden rays of light pierced through the storm, and countless pillars of golden light shot out. The yin spirits screamed and vanished, and the negative energy melted away like ice and snow in the sun.

"Come and don't be rude, you also take a trick from the dean!"

A loud voice rang out.

I saw the storm dissipate, and a white-clothed figure stood in the air, holding a black spear that was constantly trembling in his left hand, and a sharp ancient sword in his right hand, with a momentum as majestic as a mountain.

The next moment, he slashed forward with his sword. Endless brilliant sword light shot out from the ancient sword, converging into a dazzling sword light, as if cutting the heavens and the earth, pointing straight at the refinement.

You Lian only felt a chilling aura lock him firmly, and he actually gave birth to a feeling of incomparability and inability to dodge.

This feeling made it suddenly frightened and angry, and it suddenly pulled out a two-handed great sword, slashing out a deep black sword qi.

Rumble!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the two sword qi staggered.

After a short stalemate, the brilliant sword light directly cut the black sword qi in half, and then slashed towards the phantom refining with a roar.

The sword was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of thousands of zhang and slashed at the head of the phantom refining who had no time to react.

The faces of the people in the fortress were already showing surprise, as if they had seen the scene of the dark knight being cut in half with a sword.

The sword slashed down, the chilling sword qi escaped, and the helmet armor of the phantom refinement cracked, revealing the skull.

At this moment, a huge bone hand fell, easily extinguishing the sword.

The next moment, another dark knight stepped into the air, and the black big air fluttered behind him, domineering and domineering.

Wei Ziqi's pupils suddenly constricted.

"I didn't expect there to be such a strong person here. ”

A hoarse voice rang out.

"Your Excellency!"

You Lian bowed to the comer, his tone full of shame.

"The subordinates have damaged the honor of the ghost sickle, please punish the adults!"

"Defeat at the hands of the Dean of the Supreme College is not an insult to the honor of the Oni Scythe. ”

He glanced at Youlian faintly, and then bowed slightly in the direction of Wei Ziqi: "Ghost Scythe Knights, Bone Wall, I have seen Dean Wei." ”

"I didn't expect this dean to be so famous. ”

Wei Ziqi's face was calm and authentic.

Gu Yuan said: "Even the Three-Eyed Demon Lord has fallen into your hands, and the name of Dean Wei is now known to everyone in my four clans." ”

"Yes? I don't think it's a good reputation. The dean is here, and you're still here. ”

Wei Ziqi is not salty or light.

Hearing this, Gu Yuan suddenly burst out laughing.

"Interesting, really interesting. It has always been you Terran warriors who can't avoid hearing the name of this seat, and this is the first time someone has said this in front of this seat. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and his soul fire suddenly flourished: "Dean Wei, are you ready to face the sword blade of this seat!"

In this regard, Wei Ziqi replied with two words: "Hehe." ”