The Qingcheng border area was silent in the death-like silence, and the cool morning breeze rustled the leaves, and there was only such a **, challenging fear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the dark and dreary curtain, thousands of "Nine Ring Defense" light clusters slowly advanced, carefully crossing the black wall-like mountain beam, and advancing towards another mountain area sunk in the morning glow.

Thousands of light clusters turned into trapezoidal clans, stretched out small sharp corners in the blink of an eye, and transformed into a triangular clan, the front-end clan was so fierce that they escaped the "Nine Ring Defense" light group, and the "Nine Ring Defense" that stopped at the first place kept changing the triangular ring light in the ring, and the nine sages sat on the top of the three angular ring lights, their fingertips flashing with the light of magic, and their faces looked around the vast mountains with ice faces.

Ten years ago, Fengluan Pass fell, and the beast clan team was all cleared out of the Fengyu Domain, and now, the gate of Qingcheng is wide open, but the "Ancient Curse Worm" has not been seen to attack Qingyu.

The Holy Clan Elders were all waiting anxiously, not knowing what to do. Neither is it defending, nor is it attacking. I can't think of a time when the "Eternal Curse Worm" will swarm like when they broke through the Great Array of Phoenix Domain Border Cities.

The emergency battle reports of the beast domain came one by one, urging Qingcheng to attack the curse worm. But Qingcheng didn't dare to attack easily, firstly, he did not know the reality of the "Ancient Curse Worm", and secondly, he was unwilling to send blood food to the Curse Worm. It is clear that the reason why the "Ancient Spell Worm" cannot be killed is because there is a steady stream of blood food supplying the Spirit Spell Worm, so that it can gain a foothold in the Holy Realm.

This is the ten-year period, and the "insect explosion" seems to disappear out of thin air. Under the repeated pleas of the beast city, the Qingcheng Elders finally made up their minds to take the initiative to attack the "Eternal Curse Worm".

This team is Qingcheng's tentative attack. There are not many light clusters of "Nine Ring Defense", just a thousand regiments, and ten thousand saints.

"Nine Ring Defense" is a holy weapon of both attack and defense of the Holy Clan, the defensive power is equivalent to the fourth-level star power, the ring light mask is divided into four triangular ring areas, a triangular ring in the center is slightly convex, and the sitting is a fifth- and sixth-order sage of condensation, and immediately after the edge of the triangular ring is three ring covers, there are triangular discs in the ring cover, and a condensation realm sage sits at the corner end.

The central triangular ring does not move, the triangular disc in the ring keeps changing directions, and each sage keeps changing directions, sometimes in the front corner of the attack, sometimes in the back corner of the defense, if the opponent is strong in the attack, there will be two corners in the front corner, and one corner for defense.

When the triangle attacks at the same time, there is almost nothing, unless the "Nine Ring Defense" is broken through the protective shield, then it has to be attacked with all its strength, and at this time, the sage who has been in the center of the triangle ring will also join the attack.

Hence the name "Nine Ring Defense", which is not the Nine Saints, but the Ten Saints. A clan happens to be Halloween.

In the past ten years, Qingcheng has also sent many small teams to spy on the insect domain, but they have not succeeded, and not a single sage has escaped back. This time it was not a snooping, but a tentative attack, and behind the "Nine Ring Defense" of the Thousand Regiments, the boundless team advanced.

The Thousand Rings team is getting farther and farther, and the eyes have escaped tens of thousands of miles into the insect domain. The bluestone that the holy ancestors said did not appear, and the brown stone was craggy all over the mountain, and it suddenly appeared, and there was only brown stone on the peaks that entered the clouds, not even a tree.

The more the sages walked, the more cold they became, the more timid they became, and there was no shadow of the "Ancient Curse Worm" in the vast mountain area.

The "Nine Ring Defense" at the front of the team retreated from the light group, and in the center of the triangular ring light, a saint with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in green rhyme armor, held a double-row poke ruler, staring into the sky. This saint is Yi Xiao's newly acquired righteous grandson Tai'a.

A faint wisp of insect breath came to his nose, Tai'a's face gradually became solemn, and the Huicheng crystal in his hand flashed a few times. This time, Yizu ordered him to lead an advance team to attack the "Ancient Curse Worm", just to test its reality and reality, and there was no intention of attacking on a large scale, the situation of the Zerg was unknown, and if he attacked rashly, he would definitely fall into the insect storm.

The purpose of Tai'a's trip is to draw out the "Ancient Curse Worm", find out where the source of the worm is, and touch the nerves of the worm.

The wisp of worm breath in front of him was too weak, not because it was thousands of miles away, but because the weak divine sense could not sense its existence at all.

Taia hesitated, not knowing whether to advance or retreat. Although these 10,000 saints drank blood wine and regarded death as their home, Tai'a did not want to be infamous because of this.

By this time, the darkness of dawn had long since receded, and the glow of the sun had changed from the shadow of the arrow to the pink and white of the sky. The rising sun revealed a ray of light, absorbing the blood-colored red sky.

The morning sun was like blood, and in an instant, it was red through the bare brownstone peaks. At the gaze, the colorful glow is reflected, shooting down hundreds of pillars of light.

Tai'a's mind was slightly negligent, and a sense of ominousness swept through his heart.

The cracking sound stinged the pinna of the ear, and a bloody light appeared in front of Tai'a's eyes, as if the sky was suddenly half red, and his eyes were filled with red light.

A slip of blood slowly flowed down Tai'a's forehead, confused his eyes, flowing over his cheeks, and into the corners of his grinning mouth.

A stream of blood squeezed out from the corners of his mouth, bulging out large blood blisters.

"Withdraw"! Tai'a spurted out a mouthful of blood, exclaimed, and his body was like a fallen leaf fluttering in a storm, rolling out of the "Nine Rings Defense" light mask, and his body sank, falling into the air at a height of 100 feet, and his ears were shouting the tune of evil demons and wild ghosts, and he hit the blood-colored dust mist.

Everything happened so fast that even Taia Qianli's divine consciousness didn't perceive how danger was befalling him. Suddenly, the blue sky became hellish darkness. The fierce wind tugged at the placket of his clothes, tore at his armor, and the blood mist covered his eyes.

The sages in the "Nine Ring Defense" of the thousands of groups, when something happened from time to time, they were swallowed by the green mist that erupted from the valley, and they couldn't tell where they were coming from and where they were coming. The ring light flashed, and it scurried away in the billowing mist.

Several bone spurs slashed out of the fog, clicking, and slashing on the light mask of the "Nine Ring Defense", and the wall of the cover cracked several long marks from one point outward, and with a fragile cracking sound, a blood-colored long light burst out.

The three groups of triangular auras were shocked by the explosion of blood light, and disappeared into the cyan mist in a flash, and as soon as the stinger was retracted, a fifth-order saint of condensation was picked on the bone spur, and his skull was pierced by the thorn blade, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle, and fell into the deep blue mist.

Boom, a thunderous roar turned from the mist, and a ball of fire exploded into the fog domain, and the fog wind hindered the sage, and then it was reflected, and it was impossible to distinguish where the spell insect came from, and hit the four domains one after another.

Although the sage spell was fierce, he couldn't know where the spell worm was, so he could only attack aimlessly, and the Dao spell slashed the thick fog that adhered to it, exploding a small piece of heaven and earth, and in less than a breath, the mist came over again, enveloping the "Nine Ring Defense" light cluster.

The occasional shattering of the "Nine Ring Defense" left a triangular aura, and the three sages hurriedly played the strongest spell, stirring up the fog domain like a dragon smashing the sea, tumbling into a cyan fog wave. The waves of fog swept into the distance, and a breath came back to the eyes.

The bone spur blade came with the waves, slashing heavily at the battle shield erected by the saint in front of the aura.

The shield trembled into a sieve, and a long blue slit cracked on the surface of the shield, and the aura behind the shield sank inward. The strong momentum hit the sage, and the sage in pain couldn't straighten his waist, couldn't stand, like a stump swaying, breaking free of the aura and going away with the wind.

A long mournful cry came from the fog, and then there was no sound. There are only bottomless fog holes, slowly closing.

The Sage standing in the broken triangular aura was so frightened that his face was like earth, he skimmed his eyes at the fog hole, abandoned the triangular aura, leaned back to back, and burst into bloody pupils, and the god of fear was aware of the four domains.

The fog domain is vast, to the point where you can't see your five fingers, and your divine sense for hundreds of miles can only peep into the range of ten zhang, and you can't know how many spell insects there are behind the green fog domain.

Killing, fear, resistance, and death were played out in the steaming mist, and it was impossible to know how many living saints were in this mist. Only the occasional sound of thunder could be heard, blasting through the fog that had gradually fallen silent.

Hundreds of miles away, several cold-faced sages were aware of the blue-gray fog dragon, and the mist descended with the mountain, diving into the vast sea of fog. The swarthy peaks loom in the sea of fog, like islands undulating in the waves.

"Attack"! The cold-eyed old saint priest gave the order fiercely.

Standing in the light shield airspace, the "Nine Ring Defense" team arranged in steps shot out countless spells, and fell into the cyan fog like a torrential rain. Thunder came from the fog, and countless points of light flickered in the mist between the rings of mountains.

"Elder Wen, there are still 10,000 Sages who have not escaped from the Fog Domain, and your attack at this time will hurt the clansmen." The hesitant priest warned in a low voice.

Elder Wenxuan's bark-like tattooed face twitched, and his eyes showed a fierce light. "Old man Ou Feng, do you think there are still sages alive in the curse mist?

"You ......". Ou Feng had a dark face, he was so angry that he was angry, and in order to avoid being too domineering, Wen Xuan directly exposed Ou Feng's old bottom.

Ou Feng is considered a genius in the cultivation of the Holy Domain, his divine sense is not more than a hundred miles, but he has cultivated to the third order of incarnation, it is incredible, the holy friends of the same generation see Ou Feng as an outlier, when this kind of divine consciousness is confronted, there is no benefit at all, I am afraid that I have not waited to find the whereabouts of the sage, and the spell has already been attacked, it is hard to imagine how Ou Feng mixed in the bloody rain.

Several great sages behind Wen Xuan did not feel a little cold, ten thousand saints died in the curse mist, and they thought that Wen Xuan would come to the rescue, but they were not moved at all, after this spell attack, the sages and spell insects in the spell fog were afraid that they had already become ashes. What is there to fight for?

"Elder Wen, Yi Laozi's righteous grandson is among them." Ou Feng said reluctantly, a sneer appeared on his face.

"Thousands of miles of divine consciousness have not been able to escape, and it is difficult for me to save his life." The text is absolutely absolute, and it is even more absolute. With a wave of the command flag in his hand, several waves of spells entered the spell mist.

Dao Dao lightning soared into the sky and soared into the sky. The dazzling white light pierced the blue fog sky, and in an instant, the electric light disappeared, and the fog domain and the sky dome were connected, and everything was engulfed by the boundless darkness .......

Bursts of light burst through the fog, and arrows shot straight into the sky, drawing flickering lines in the cyan mist. In an instant, the sky was dark, and the fog domain returned to the hands of the dark demon.