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I don't know how long it took, but the scholar surnamed Jin finally came to his senses.

At this point, there was chaos on the mirage.

The battle between the Blood Floating Massacre and the puppet army was extremely tragic, and the entrance cemetery was even more discolored.

The scholar leaned over and picked up the tea cup that fell to the ground, and suddenly spoke: "Since Yun Xuanzhong has appeared in Xingping, it is that there have been unknowable changes in the previous ten years, and the Blood Floating Slaughter and the corpse refining puppet army are equally divided, if there is no accident, it will be a lose-lose situation." ”

After a pause, the scholar looked at Yun Wubei who was staring at the sky in the light curtain with deep meaning, and suddenly laughed softly: "This Ziji real person is mysteriously tight, and I don't know what kind of chance he had, in just a short period of time, he has raised such a strong army to compete with the Xuanyin puppet army." ”

"It's a pity that that plain white cloud-turning robe can be coveted by the vast majority of well-intentioned people-"

At this time, the fire qilin was a little relieved.

sighed secretly, "That's fine, it's not an insult to that kid if you have Tingyun protection."

Immediately, his eyes fell on the place where the True Monarch fought in the entrance cemetery, and he said in surprise: "The strange scene of the white pillar rushing into the sky and the bell ringing shaking the sky before should be strange, what can cause these True Monarchs to tear their faces?"

The voice fell, and the mirage of the Ruyi Beppu dome suddenly shook.

The fire qilin's calm color froze on his face, and the next moment his color changed.

I saw that the light curtain around the mirage suddenly brightened up with seven colors of brilliance, and it looked like flying colors from a distance.

The major Beppu teleportation arrays of the Red Refining Sect, the white light is the second, and the nine colors are respected!

And this colorful --

In his shocked expression, seven figures fell from the sky in vain, and the blazing waves of fire swept through the entire Ruyi Hall in an instant.

The fire unicorn suddenly got up, and bowed down from afar, and the scholar surnamed Jin also looked solemn, quickly turned over, and bowed to the side of the fire unicorn.

"Meet your uncles—"

。。。

In the entrance cemetery, more than a dozen true monarchs are fighting.

The ethereal pavilion hibiscus fairy flower was pale, and her eyes were terrified.

Although this majesty has not advanced to the Yuanying Realm, he has a number of major repairs in the Eastern Regions, and he can fight the true monarch with the body of Jindan, so although he has not become a real person in the Jindan realm at that time, even if the true monarch sees it, he will give him three points of thin noodles and call "Your Majesty"!

However, for a true monarch like her in the refreshing spiritual period of the Yuan Infant Realm, among the titles of "Your Majesty", I am afraid that the power of the Xuanyin Holy Sect accounts for seventy percent. But now that they are fighting, they know how wrong they are!

The strength of this Your Majesty's True Yuan is not inferior to that of his own Cool Spirit Period True Monarch, and the method he cultivates is even more strange and unpredictable, this kind of Dao cultivation and this kind of combat power are probably already stronger than his own family!

While thinking about it, the powder mist under his feet shattered, and Qionghua turned into powder in an instant.

The dark light swarmed like chains, and the biting cold spread from the jade feet of the hibiscus fairy, and the mana in the body of the beard suddenly stagnated, and the primordial infant in the womb suddenly trembled violently.

Boom -

Before he had time to think about it, suddenly a purple thunderbolt fell from the sky.

The arc of electric energy the thickness of the arm poured straight down from the top of the hibiscus fairy's head, and in an instant, it hit the dark light band from the emperor.

"Thank you, Lei Yan Zhenjun, for your help—"

Suddenly, a mouthful of essence blood gushed out, the hibiscus fairy's chest rose and fell violently, her toes instantly shattered the pink mist, and one flew backwards for nearly a hundred feet, and then thanked the roaring thunderclouds in the sky. Then he looked at the bronze coffin suspended in the air with palpitations, and deeply forgot about the emperor's true monarch.

At this time, the tide of the battle changed dramatically.

Listening to the Cloud Sect and the Cave Void Palace are the great sects of the Eastern Regions, and they have been connected with the same qi since ancient times.

However, the Heavenly Thunder Valley, the Red Refining Sect and the Ethereal Pavilion are both good and evil, and the Xuanyin Holy Sect is the only Demon Dao Sect here; It is a few restraints between the battles of these dozens of true monarchs, and there is no lack of unity and horizontal.

After a big battle, the cemetery was full of messes, and for a time it was evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

In the distant sky, the bronze coffin that had exploded before suddenly recovered after a change of light and shadow. The Emperor Zhenjun flicked the dragon gon, and the thin figure reappeared on the coffin.

The cloudy eyes indifferently glanced at the barefoot woman who had escaped death, and raised her head stiffly and smiled lightly: "Lei Yan Zhenjun is a good means." ”

After speaking, his eyes were silently looking in the direction of Xingping, and he muttered in a low voice: "When I was in the Qingfeng Canyon in the eastern part of the country, I felt that this son was abnormal, and the method cultivated by the soldiers under his command could be swallowed, and the large array outside Xingping City that day was also amazing. Now that the source of the visions of the heavens and stars has fallen into my hands, this son should be carrying the inheritance of the "Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword". In the West, the White Tiger is in the position, the main killing, and it is reasonable to control the evil. Yes and no, find out!"

As soon as he thought of this, His Majesty lowered his head slightly, and a streamer of light rose from the coffin.

After a while, he slowly raised his head and whispered indifferently: "Those people, it's time to arrive." ”

The clouds exploded, and the heavens and the earth roared.

Violent tremors rolled in from the north of the entrance, and smoke and dust rose from the horizon at the end of the horizon, like a roaring wave.

The blood float slaughtered the army's main formation, and the arrows rained down like locusts.

The corpse-carrying arrows drew countless sharp trajectories in the roaring clouds, pouring down like a downpour in the puppet army's approaching formation.

Puff puff puff -

Arrows go into the flesh, and stumps fly.

In the sky, the green pine real people are full of solemnity.

After devoting himself to the Greedy Wolf Divine Court, the exercises were transformed, and he was now unparalleled with this extremely unfamiliar power, and he was confident that even if it was the method of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, it was far inferior to the "Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal Devouring True Scripture" cultivated by the Blood Floating Slaughter under the command of the Star Lord.

Even if this sutra is the Taoist cultivation of the sixth realm of his own Jindan, it is only worthy of cultivating the first three volumes.

You must know that this world-famous Fak is as big as twelve volumes!

Before the battle between the two armies, the underground corpses in the north of Xingping were rising, and the puppet army relied on the corpses to protect their bodies, and they were unstoppable. However, the Blood Floating Slaughter Army has this world-beating Dafa by its side, and it is not a problem to forcibly seize the corpse of the puppet army.

However,

The corners of his mouth twitched again and again, and Qing Song Zhenren swept away a puppet army with one palm, and raised his head and his gaze fell on the waves rolling in the extreme north.

"This corpse is like a tide, vast as the sea, I am afraid that Wang Lun, the master of the Blood Floating Slaughter Army, will miscalculate—"

Despite this, there is a wave of ecstasy raging in the heart of Qingsong Zhenren!

The power of this place is so vast, it is really a blessed land of the Star Lord!

If it weren't for the destruction of the Xingping City Great Array before this battle, the 300,000 puppet troops here alone would not have been able to hurt the blood floating slaughter. After the dust of this battle settles, the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal Array will be rebuilt, and 300,000 blood floating slaughter will be entrenched in Xingping.

And such a strong force is at our disposal, and it only takes more than ten years to cultivate obscurity, and no one can underestimate the Jingbian Marquis Mansion in Youzhou.

Thinking of this, the solemn color on Qingsong's face did not decrease but increased, and he glanced at the direction of the entrance cemetery, and the wide robe sleeves rose in the wind, and then the green rainbow springed.

Almost at the same time, the sword trick in Yun Wubei's hand froze, and the old demon Qingdai in the sea of knowledge suddenly fell to the ground on top of Xiao Qinglian, with different colors in his eyes, and he opened his mouth indifferently.

"The big change is coming, the star lord should fight quickly, and I am afraid that there will be changes later!"

。。。 (To be continued.) )