"The Xuanyin puppet army is so strong!"

The sword trick in Yun Wubei's hand froze, and his heart was full of waves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The original way of thinking is that the Blood Floating Slaughter is not afraid of evil power, and it can help the arm, and the puppet army is not worried.

But the two armies clashed for only a moment, and the Blood Floating Massacre had already fallen!

This Xuanyin Holy Sect puppet army is extremely powerful and not afraid of death. The defense of the dark ghost mask armor he wore was also extremely amazing, and the sharp blade in the hand of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army was actually difficult to injure in the slightest.

Thinking about it, the sword finger tapped again and again, and then swept through the air.

The fierce cold light flickered, and dozens of puppet soldiers in front of him were beheaded and fell to the ground.

Woo -

At this moment, the terrible sound of the sword suddenly began in the rear of the Blood Floating Massacre, and it resounded in the sky in an instant.

Wang Lun, the leader of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army, volleyed into the sky.

Looking at the gap in the middle of the military formation below, the four-foot Qingfeng struck through the air in the mournful sound of the sword, and Sen Ran's sword intent exploded!

In his eyes, the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal True Talisman suddenly lit up, and in an instant, nearly 100,000 Xuanxi light points of the Blood Floating Slaughter Front Army in the True Talisman jumped up abruptly.

As far as the eye could see, the formation that was originally on the verge of being chiseled through by the puppet army was retracted in a short moment, and the former sergeant suddenly seemed to be one, like an arm commanding.

After doing all this, Wang Lun glanced meaningfully at the north of the entrance, flew in front of Yun Wubei with an indifferent smile, bowed slightly and said: "It is worthy of being the puppet army of Xuanyin Holy Sect refining corpses, and today I saw that Fang Jue was worthy of his name." ”

As he spoke, his arm pointed at the miserable green corpse shrouded around the puppet army, and the coldness in his handsome eyes bloomed.

"In the end, it is a great sect in the Eastern Regions, with a profound heritage, and these dark ghost mask armors are all magic weapons! Ordinary foundation building and overhaul are still in high demand, and there are as many as 300,000 magic weapons here, and what is even more commendable is that this ghost mask armor seems to be able to attract the power of the corpse to protect the body without the need to repair it, but it is envious of Wang!"

Between the words, the formation of the front army quickly converged, and the giant tigers under the crotches of the armies roared one after another, and the breathtaking sound of tiger roars came and went.

From a distance, the originally condensed cavalry split into two in an instant, surging across the left and right wings, forming a glaive formation.

The infantry army is in the center, and the cavalry army is based on its two ends, making it difficult for the puppet army to see the head and tail. At the same time, the power of the corpses in the sky seemed to be pulled by an infinite huge force, and the blood was instantly drowned in a miserable green.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

。。。

"Glaive?"

The sword light in Yun Wubei's hand moved frequently, and the needle-shaped sword roaring in the sky swept in all directions.

Chongxiao's sword qi suddenly formed a fierce and murderous array, and the puppet army that came from the sky could not advance an inch in front of this dense sword array.

"That's right, the Star Lord Sword Array blocks the enemy of Chongxiao, and the water can't splash in. The armor of the puppet army is amazingly defensive, the sword is difficult to hurt, and it comes with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and the blood floating slaughter is inevitably blunt. ”

Qingxiu's face was flooded with coldness, and Wang Lun hit the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal True Talisman with a divine thought mixed with evil power, and said in a cold voice: "The puppet army Xuanjia relies on the help of this corpse in the sky to be difficult to hurt." However, the method cultivated by my Blood Floating Slaughter is even more on it! As time passes, the puppet army gets weaker and weaker with the help of corpses; On the other hand, my Blood Floating Slaughter will become more and more courageous. The enemy of Chongxiao is worry-free, the glaive formation is like a crescent moon, and the main formation of the Chinese army in the Blood Floating Slaughter lives in the glaive, and the heavy power is still in the camp, and the victory is still in hand. ”

"In a bloody battle, I lost 800 myself, and the gains outweighed the losses-"

In the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse, Yun Wubei's eyes froze.

The palm of the hand was slightly raised, and the small bone bell in the palm was impressive.

"Where the White Bone Hall of the Entrance Cemetery is located, more than a dozen Yuan Infant Realm True Monarchs are fighting endlessly, and they are infinitely southward. Once the battle is over, if the enemy under the city has not been cleared away, it will become a constraint, and it will not be beautiful. ”

With a mutter, the little bell in Yun Wubei's palm disappeared, leaning over to look at the field under the heavy sky.

Below, it is surrounded by rich green gas.

The corpses in the sky roared and circled in the battle between the puppet army and the Blood Floating Massacre, and the endless dark color and crimson were intertwined and fiercely fought, and the dogs and teeth were intertwined.

The huge crimson glaive moon pointed diagonally to the north in the roar of the tiger one after another, and the thick dark color was overwhelming and surging in the sky without fear of death.

The banner of the hunt did not fall in the wind in the collision of blood and fire, and the earth-shaking sound of the collision of soldiers echoed endlessly.

Wang Lun took his hands in the air and sighed secretly.

What the star lord wants and wants, how can he not know?

In fact, the victory or defeat of the confrontation between the two armies of Xingping has long been irrelevant.

If you win, you will have more room for maneuver; Defeat is also not in the way of the overall situation!

However, being able to confront this world-moving soldier head-on, and being able to win in battle, is enough to deter the enemy who is surrounding Youzhou. And if what he expected was right, no matter what the victory or defeat of the northward trip this time, the star lord would return to the Tingyun Sect, and the entire Gyeongbuk endgame would come to an end, but he still needed his own people to work hard to clean up the mess.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Lun's sword intent was flourishing.

The sword roar above Qingfeng suddenly seemed like a storm, and countless waves of qi full of slaughter rolled down from the sky, pouring into the bodies of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army.

The dark color light mask on the body of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army suddenly brightened.

"The concerns of the star lord, Wang Lun knows everything. However, the jade is not cut into a weapon, and the mercy is not in charge of the soldiers. But when it can't be done, it's not too late for the Star Lord to make another move!"

After speaking, without waiting for Yun Wubei to speak, Wang Lun let out a long roar in his mouth, and dozens of Jindan real people under his command who were submerged in the Xuanxi tide stood out one after another.

The Xuanguang in the natal talisman moved frequently, and the surging Jindan mana was linked to each other, and it suddenly burst into the endless puppet army array.

A hundred miles away, Ruyi Beppu.

The scholar surnamed Jin was dumbfounded, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground without knowing it.

In his eyes, the endgame that he thought was one-sided suddenly reversed.

The momentum of the Xuan-colored puppet army was blocked, but the army outside Xingping City that called for blood and floated slaughter was like a rock in the water, standing still.

Looking down at the overall situation, this battle is actually evenly divided!

The fire unicorn stood up, and the tiger's eyes were full of different colors.

On the mirage of the falling dome of Beppu, the magnificent and blood-pumping Shura Field seemed nothing more than that, but the plain white cloud-turning robe that Yun Wubei was wearing was so dazzling in the colorful night sky!

For a long time, the fire qilin cleaned up his complicated emotions and glanced at the scholar surnamed Jin.

"Xuanyin, listen to the clouds. What a Jingbian Marquis Mansion is not sad!"

。。。

In the entrance cemetery, the battle of the True Monarch level is intensifying.

The white pillars soar into the sky, and the bell rings to the sky.

This kind of vision, as the cultivation of the True Monarch of the Yuan Infant Realm, how could they not know?

Nine bells came into the world, and one of them can be the treasure of Zhenzong. Second, it is enough to suppress the luck of the sect. Not to mention the third?

Ye Yun Zhenjun's sword fell from the nine heavens, and the vast sword light swept across a radius of more than 100 miles, and the sharp sword qi crisscrossed and criss-crossed, forcing the person on the side of Xuanyin Hidden Soul True Monarch to retreat for dozens of miles.

With a swing of the sword, Ye Yun's warm and jade-like face flushed, gently and slowly brushed away the smoke and dust stirred by the sword qi, and tepidly straightened the jade crown on his head.

Immediately, he secretly wondered: The gods have spirits, and the dust will not disperse.

In the past, the ghost sea was a bell, and the fortune of the sect rose sharply, but the wood was beautiful in the forest, and finally ended up in a situation of annihilation. However, this vision from the sky, the white air rushed into the sky, and it was clearly a sign of the gathering of the three bells!

If you can get these three bells, your luck will be long and long, and you can protect the prosperity of the sect for thousands of years!

As for the visions of the heavens and stars, since they have penetrated deep into the hinterland of the corpse refining vein, they will be taken over by his own Xuanyin Sect, and the rest of the matters can no longer be taken care of by the Eastern Regions Sects.

"Three bells gathered, I'm afraid that the old guys of the Eastern Regions Sects who don't care about the world won't be able to sit still, right?"

A gentle smile like a spring breeze bloomed on his face, and the rolling clouds stretched around him, and the righteousness was magnificent! (To be continued.) )