Chapter 578: The Great Battle (1)
The white-bearded old man must fly, look up to the sky and laugh, it is a little hideous!
"Hahaha...... Come on, let's destroy together!"
As soon as the words fell, he rushed to the "Wa Mu Mending Heaven Map" in front of him, and suddenly, an incomparably abundant spiritual power was injected into the picture, and thousands of rays of light shot out, and it actually looked a little holy. The Wa Mu in the picture seemed to have been resurrected, bathed in holy light, and the colorful strange stones in her hands looked more and more polished in the holy light.
However, in the eyes of Xue Yilan and the others, the "Wa Mu Mending Heaven Map" was extremely terrifying! The water of the Yellow Spring, the filth of the aurora, and the fire of the Nine Flames...... All kinds of calamities, as if only when the heavens and the earth are destroyed, poured down from the picture, as if to devour them all.
Those yellow spring waters, the filth of the aurora, the fire of the nine flames...... Although it is conjured by spiritual power, it all has a trace of the original law: the water of the Yellow Spring can pollute thousands of magic weapons in the world; the filth of the aurora, under one illumination, all things have nothing to hide; the fire of the Nine Flames burns all things in the world! Although the various attacks conjured up by the "Wamu Mending Heaven Map" cannot be compared with the calamity of the real heaven breaking, they are not something that ordinary people can resist.
Xue Yilan's face tightened, and there were words in her mouth every year, and suddenly, the "Heart Lake Pure Land" rippled, as if a warm wind was blowing, countless lotus flowers opened one after another, and wisps of lotus fragrance overflowed the entire battlefield. The lotus incense changed into a golden little person, or a Buddha, or a fairy, or a King Kong, or a heavenly king, and actually used anti-heaven means to cover all the water of the Yellow Spring, the filth of the aurora, and the fire of the Nine Flames conjured up in the "Wa Mu Mending the Heavens", and annihilated them into aura, returning to heaven and earth!
Ye Ning was dumbfounded, he definitely didn't expect that such a ferocious attack would be easily defused by Xue Yilan with a snap of his fingers! Moreover, she was so beautiful and so amazing!
The white-bearded old man snorted coldly, and the "Wa Mu Mending Heaven Map" rushed directly towards the Heart Lake Pure Land and exploded. I saw that countless remnants of lotus flew up, and then fell on the heart lake, like a desolate autumn under the invasion of the wind! Most of the power of the white-bearded old man was provided by the "Wanhua Wumu Great Array", and he was not afraid of a war of attrition at all.
The Heart Lake was damaged, and Xue Yilan was immediately injured, and a trace of blood flowed from her lips.
Ye Ning knew that this was not the time for infighting, so he hurriedly said loudly: "Jing Wuxian, Shui Linglong, what are you waiting for?!" As he spoke, he took the lead in sacrificing his sky-covering palm and roared towards the white-bearded old man.
Jing Wuxian's Butian Sword had been wandering beside the white-bearded old man, and when he heard Ye Ning's shout, he hurriedly wondered: "But, Ye Daoyou, aren't you worried about destroying the Wanhua Wumu Great Array and releasing the Wei Clan?
"What are you still grinding at this time?" Ye Ning said: "If we don't make a move, we will not be sinners through the ages, but dead people!"
"Yes, Brother Jing, that bastard boy has a point. This time, Shui Linglong also stood on Ye Ning's side. Her shot is the forbidden secret technique of the Crystal Divine Palace, a large area of water spirit power is enveloped, and the entire battlefield is entangled in dense fog, which is extremely quiet!
This tranquility may seem beautiful, but it can kill people!
Ye Ning felt that his spiritual sense could only be half used in the thick fog! This was still the result of Shui Linglong's intentional control, Ye Ning believed that the white-bearded old man's spiritual sense was probably only thirty percent of the usual!
(End of chapter)