The black pillars of light scattered in the four corners of Lingping City each formed a summoning formation, and the four of them formed into one to create this extremely powerful slaughtering machine.

In the hazy light of dusk, the summer rainy season is still dripping down, and if this catastrophe does not come, perhaps this cool plum rain will bring a clean and peaceful mood to the people in the city.

However, at this time, the dark clouds were dense on the large curtain above everyone's heads, and from time to time there were thunderous sounds and brilliance tearing the heavens, and the miserable situation on the earth made the crows and wild dogs usher in the days of revelry.

At the beginning of the day, when the crisis appeared, Qu Huang was prepared, and at the beginning, he selflessly sent a scout team that he had trained for many years to prepare for Jia Shen's account, and even the hundred elites of the pioneer battalion who had not yet been trained themselves endured to cut their love, and in the face of righteousness and crisis, they chose to resist desperately and did not retreat.

However, I didn't expect the movement of the summoning formation to be so great, and the magic was even more extraordinary, according to the news that was still being transmitted back today, Qu Huang accurately knew the wonderful use of the large array to recover and redistribute energy, similar to this powerful formation often has a backhand, Qu Huang was originally going to directly dispatch the whole army, but the archives and various confidential exercise scrolls that were kept in the secret place could not be lost.

Therefore, Qu Huang can only arrange people to resist the surrounding besieging Heavenly Demons, and on the other hand, assign loyal and reliable subordinates to be responsible for sorting out and protecting the files, they have to desperately send these secrets out of the city first, as for the safety of the people in the city, whether the sergeants survive, they can only wait for the matter to improve and then rush to the rescue.

In this way, from noon to dusk, Qu Huang led the only remaining master of the Jiashen account, escorted the loyal and reliable subordinates and the secrets loaded with cars to brutally kill a bloody road, to say that this whole day really went out of the city gate, only this wave of people and horses, but the fierceness of the battle, the determination of the will, unimaginable, the spirit of not fearing death finally left a way for these people to live, but buried piles of white bones.

Qu Huang completely got rid of his status as a scribe, and this was his first open move after entering the Jiashen account.

He is still wearing an elegant scribe's green shirt, feather scarf, and has a graceful demeanor, this kind of handsome and delicate talent can maintain his proper temperament even if he is really dangerous during the escape.

However, when the Blue Dragon Glaive suddenly appeared in his hand, it was the time of the bloody feast, and the slaughter made everyone's hearts tremble, because the slaughter was caused by Qu Huang to the Heavenly Demons.

The broadsword was like a slick ball of copper that had been confined to a circular orbit, and at first it was exerted a great impact, and then it kept running on the track, swishing and dancing like a merry dragon, destroying everything that stood in its way.

The extremely powerful broadsword stained with the green heavenly demon blood and the color of the long knife complement each other at the moment, rendering it like a real ghost in the sword, but when all this is put together with its user, you can feel full of peace, because Qu Huang's clothes are still clean and tidy, and the demeanor of the beautiful son shows its unique charm.

Unable to break the special energy conservation situation formed by the Heavenly Demon and the pillar of light, no matter how powerful the power is, it can only be maintained for a while, and after a period of outbreak, it will show its decline again, and Qu Huang can only try his best to maintain the stability of the battle balance.

Outside the Hongguang Gate of Lingping City, several carriages full of secrets drove away from this sinful city at a rapid pace under the protection of the embarrassed soldiers covered in the blood of the Heavenly Demons.

Qu Huang and the few remaining guards stood tall outside the Hongguang Gate, with a long and solemn expression, praying earnestly that good luck would befall the soldiers and confidential files who had escaped, and that they themselves would re-enter the city.

At the same time, in the west of the city, at the top of the attic where the black pillar of light was rooted, Zhao Kaizheng used the golden light trick to release the dragon sword spirit, abusing the evil lion-shaped little beast, reversing the situation in an instant, and completely shattering the stone body of the little beast in a few tens of breaths.

The height of the black pillar of light that connected to the sky did not change, but the originally thick and abnormal waist circumference was slowly shrinking, and finally changed into a thin black line like spider silk, but the pillar of light that stopped here showed extremely strong toughness, swinging willfully between the sky and the earth, forming a line between heaven and earth.

Zhao Kai, who didn't know why, widened his eyes and nervously looked at the silk thread that touched their hearts. And Qu Huang, who entered the city again, also shouted "not good", and under the surprised gaze of his entourage, he took ten steps at a time, stirred up countless afterimages, teleported up in an inhuman trajectory, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The people in the attic who thought that the crisis was over, even Zhao Kai, who was seriously suspicious, did not want to believe it directly, and accepted the conclusion that there would be a short period of peace and rest in anticipation.

However, the unexpected result was as dazzling and undoubted as the fireworks of thunder and explosion, there was a substantial energy light cluster that converged and formed in mid-air, and then descended to the center of the corpse on the ground, and the extremely dazzling thing was that the light group actually gave birth to spiritual consciousness, and successively grew hands and feet, the body trunk, its own head and brain, and the structure of its limbs was no different from that of a human in the general direction.

However, when the light cluster materialized and all the organs merged into one, it was a terrifying monster, and it was huge, and its arms smashed down to the entire multi-storey attic like a giant hammer.

The majestic energy coercion made everyone around him breathless.

"This monster has received all the power of the pillar of light, and this is the final killing move of this summoning formation. ”

All those who were shocked were pulled back to their senses by this cool voice. Zhao Kai looked down, Qu Huang, who was dressed in a green shirt and holding a long knife, was standing straight at the bottom of the attic, looking at the huge monster in the air, confronting each other at close range, and the momentum of the void actually relied on the ripples of spiritual power to fluctuate, striking a burst of concussive dust, and then turning into a fluttering hurricane, and the people who watched were dizzy.

The artifact Qinglong Glaive was originally a weapon that appeared in the divine war thousands of years ago, but in fact, it really appeared in this world, walked on, and dazzled. However, now, the real thing has long disappeared, and the imitations have appeared in an endless stream like a low-grade spiritual weapon, but only the long knife engraved with the label of the famous saint's hand will exert the power of a top-level spiritual weapon.

According to the historical books, "The light slashed the green dragon, and the dragon's blood stained the blade, so it was named the green dragon glaive knife." Also known as "Leng Yan Saw", the knife is nine feet five inches long, weighs eighty-two pounds, and the knife body is inlaid with the pattern of the dragon swallowing the moon, and the holder at that time is now respected as a martial saint.

Although there are many imitations of it now, this one in Qu Huang's hand is obviously not ordinary, hidden in the piercing sound of breaking the air, and a loud dragon roared out, low and depressed, like a suppressed evil dragon, irritable and angry.

The substantial energy turned into blue light, and it struck at the same roaring monster without stopping, blooming with brilliant fluorescence in the already dim night.

Not to be outdone, the giant-like monster at the height of the attic ran briskly with its teeth and claws, and fought back with its mutated flesh. This monster mutated from the energy mass also seems to only dance its limbs to attack physically, but this is only because its energy is condensed too thick and substantiated, and it does not mean that the coercion released by its fists and feet is not strong.

This kind of battle between the strong cannot be intervened by others at all, and can only fluctuate with the ups and downs of energy, and resonate at different frequencies around according to the distance.

All the energy of the pillar of light in the west of the city appeared in the last counterattack posture, but it was directly dragged by Qu Huang's incomparably strong force, which caused the heavy atmosphere in the city to finally be reduced by one or two points, buying some time for the armor soldiers and the fleeing people who were still desperately resisting in the city under the dark night.

Zhao Kai and the others, under Qu Huang's order, evacuated the battlefield as soon as possible and headed towards the pillar of light above the pagoda in the north.

"Is Qu Huang's predecessor's Qinglong Yanyue Sword close to the top?" Zhao Kai, who was only beginner in weapon knowledge, asked Peng Jiu, who seemed to be slippery and incompetent, but in fact, he was a weapon master with strong strength and rich knowledge reserves.

"It can be said that it is the best imitation of the Qinglong Glaive Knife born in contemporary times. ”

"If you think carefully about the sound of the weapon's light blade, you will find that in addition to the loud dragon roar, there is also a slight and distorted phoenix chirping. ”

"Are you saying that this knife was made by Song Muzi's predecessors?!" Hong Xiangfa asked.

"That's right. ”

Song Muzi's name is known to everyone, the most powerful spiritual weapon maker in the Six Kingdoms, it is said that there is only one imitation of each kind of divine weapon in this life, and when the name is not obvious at the beginning, some people say that he is grandstanding, who knows that the imitations are the first in the world, and they are close to pseudo artifacts.

Because of the limitations of imitations and the uniqueness of artifacts, pseudo-artifacts were the highest level that imitations could reach, and no one could match them at that time.

Now Song Muzi has disappeared, and it is said that he is traveling around the world in order to create the last and only artifact in this life, taking the opportunity to comprehend heaven and earth.

The envy and respect for the strong are necessary for every enterprising, and Zhao Kai regards it as a mirror to improve himself, but now that the catastrophe is coming, everyone can only gather up their scattered minds and put all their strength on dealing with the heavenly demons and formations.

Zhao Kai's team, which had just cleared a road, had not yet climbed to the top of the pagoda, and heard a rumbling sound that was enough to resound for thousands of miles, and when they looked back, they saw a golden light that spanned the world and made a gesture to suppress the evil demons, that person was Qu Huang's appearance, and the original monster was nothing compared to it.

The human race all over the city cheered and cheered, and the nearby Heavenly Demons fell to the ground and wailed after the earthquake, and the young geniuses of the pioneer camp knew that there was such a powerful power between heaven and earth, and after expanding their knowledge, they kept this scene in their hearts and set their own goals.

In this dark night when the city was shaken, someone shrank into inches and came in a dashing manner, and his whole body was shrouded in holy light, like an ancient god, and he whispered in his mouth: "Half-step sainthood? It seems that it is not too late!"