Shui Ningbing, who came back to his senses, sent a message to Yin Yin and Ishikawa at the same time: "The news I got from the sect before is wrong, the nine-petal ice lotus is actually a nine-petal ice lotus, which is far beyond the scope of my ability to bear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Shui Ningbing smiled bitterly, and her voice became more solemn: "What I didn't expect was that Chongwu had really broken through the realm, he was no longer Chongwu Zhenren, but should be Chongwu Yuanjun." ”

Chongwu, Yuanjun?Ishikawa stared blankly at the Rufeng Giant Sword that was about to fall on the black lotus platform, and only felt that his heart was shaking, and he couldn't help himself.

The dark cloud and the blood cloud each stretched out a giant hand and stopped at the giant sword, and the giant sword cut off the black and red giant hands without the slightest sluggishness, and then fell heavily on the lotus platform.

A sword slashed, surprisingly no sound and movement came, not only that, everything around seemed to fall into a wonderful stillness, the whole world seemed to have lost its proper sound and color, Ishikawa opened his mouth and shouted, but he couldn't hear any sound from himself, Ishikawa only saw that the leader of the heavy sword gate not far in front of him had knelt on the ground softly, if it weren't for the fact that his body was still trembling slightly, Ishikawa almost thought that this person was too dead to die anymore.

Trying to calm his emotions, Ishikawa turned his head with difficulty, and saw Shui Ningbing shouting something to him with an anxious face.

Although he couldn't hear what Shui Ningbing was saying at all, Ishikawa still burst out with all the true elements at the first time, and came to Shui Ningbing and Yin Yin's side crookedly as if he had learned to walk for the first time.

The situation of the ink pool was much better than that of Ishikawa, and he unfolded an antique folding fan, and after a few fans, he also stood beside the water condensation ice like Ishikawa.

Yuwen and Tang'er, who reacted in the end, also joined hands with a few people.

A black shadow flashed, and Ishikawa and Yin Yin's eyes froze and landed on the young man who suddenly appeared beside them at the end.

Chun Wen's state at this time was not good, there were at least more than ten external injuries on his body, and the aura he exuded was extremely unstable, and his body was shaky as if he would lie down directly in the next moment.

But he's miraculously still standing here.

After seeing Ishikawa and Yin Yin, Chunwen did not come over to greet the two, but stood in place to breathe.

Ishikawa and Yin Yin glanced at each other, and they also didn't speak.

Zhao Hang was the farthest away, and one leg seemed to be seriously injured, and he didn't have time to join the crowd.

After a few breaths, the black lotus and the cyan giant sword disintegrated at the same time, and a huge hole seemed to crack in the sky, and the wind was blowing, and the huge dark clouds and blood clouds were instantly blown to pieces, leaving only two small red and black clouds that could not be smaller in them.

Everything suddenly returned to normal, and countless chaotic and complex sounds poured into Ishikawa's ears at the same time, and countless colorful rays of light blinded Ishikawa's excitement.

The monks standing outside the gate of the Black Lotus Sect Temple glanced at each other, and immediately understood what the other party wanted to express.

After that, the folding fan of the ink pool came out of his hand, and the fan surface grew in the wind, firmly covering several people behind the fan, and the green bamboo painted in ink on the fan surface jumped out one after another, and a lush bamboo forest appeared out of thin air after a while, taking root on the incomparably hard stone steps, and erecting another barrier in front of the folding fan.

After folding the fan, it was the sword curtain laid by Yin Yin, behind the sword curtain laid by Yin Yin, gritted his teeth and took out a mottled copper mirror from his sleeve, the bronze mirror and the sword curtain were integrated, adding some faint metallic colors to the sword curtain.

Yuwen and Tang'er held each other's hands, sixteen flying swords rose into the air, protecting everyone up and down, the sixteen flying swords were connected to each other, and the tips of the swords were all obliquely upward, aiming at the center of the battle in the sky.

Next was Chunwen, and he didn't see any movement, and after the sixteen flying swords, a true yuan barrier that seemed to be sealed but full of murderous aura appeared, firmly protecting everyone.

Ishikawa knew that if he didn't make a contribution at this time, he would probably have no chance to contribute, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his hands changed like phantoms, and the true yuan in his body was instantly empty, and the huge stone steps squirmed, instantly forming a stone house without windows and doors to cover them inside.

In the darkness, Ishikawa carefully closed his palms and completed the final Dao method, and the few people who were blocked by the stone house did not notice that the outer wall of the stone house was quietly covered with a layer of faint golden light, and beyond the golden light, there was a large net of thunder and lightning flashing with purple light.

The magic seal of the water condensation ice is the most complicated, and she is also the last to complete her own defense method, on the inner wall of the stone house made by Ishikawa, the almost transparent ice walls on all sides rise silently, and a transparent room that is one size smaller than the stone house is instantly formed, and the water condensation ice that has done all this is weakly said: "Now we can only do this step, if the defense is broken, let's rely on our own abilities." ”

As soon as the defense was laid down, countless stones as small as fists and as large as palaces were already roaring from the air, and there were many lotus platform fragments of different sizes in the middle.

The huge steps didn't even hold on to a breath, they were beaten to pieces, Zhao Hang straightened up, the heavy armor was broken by the tangled muscles, and threw away the helmet casually, Zhao Hang laughed, facing the oncoming boulder with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai.

The heavy sword splits vertically, picks up, stabs straight, and blocks horizontally. Zhao Hang flew four stones the size of a house in succession, and he himself was pushed backwards dozens of steps away by the huge force of the shock.

Seeing more boulders and black fragments coming, Zhao Hang opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of golden blood, not retreating, but advancing, and the heavy sword brought out a flash of fire and rushed straight into the direction where the attack came.

"Eat me with a sword!" Zhao Hang's last shout pierced through the defenses and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"It's a man. Shui Ningbing sighed.

Inkpool nodded, "If we survive, we should be grateful to him." ”

Before the ink pool could finish speaking, the strong vibration had already made everyone almost unsteady.

After five breaths, the ink pool said in a deep voice: "The bamboo forest has been destroyed, and the folding fan has been broken. ”

After another seven breaths, Yin Yin's words sounded, "I didn't block it either." ”

Yin Yin had just finished speaking for a moment, Yuwen and Tang'er spurted out a mouthful of blood together, and several people didn't need to look to know that the sword formation had been broken.

After another five or six breaths, Chunwen's true element barrier shattered,

Immediately afterward, everyone felt that the surroundings suddenly lit up, and the stone house built by Ishikawa had turned into a pile of rubble scattered all over the ground.

The scene of almost endless stone rain and lotus platform fragments whistling and smashing was spectacular, but the six people under the last layer of protection did not have any intention of appreciating it, Tang'er had been weakened by such a huge visual impact, and could only rely on Yuwen to not sit down on the ground. (To be continued.) )