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Gu Zichen had words in his mouth, and the aura in his body dispersed outward, and in an instant, the aura rose into the air and floated in the air about a zhang in front of Gu Zichen's head.

Gu Zichen pinched the trick in his hand, his hands kept switching, between the electric light and flint, Gu Zichen, who had finished pinching the trick, pointed at the aura with his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the aura quickly condensed, instantly turning into a fiery red sword that was ten zhang long and the sword body exuded a scorching flame, instead of Gu Ding, which had been condensed before.

As soon as the fiery red sword was generated, under the control of Gu Zichen, it slashed towards the transparent light shield as if the sky was splitting the earth.

The original transparent and pure light shield seemed to have life, and when the fiery red sword emitted white flames and rushed away violently, suddenly, the transparent light mask flickered, and a shield the size of ten zhang appeared.

The shield is extremely delicate, like a sophisticated machine, quickly assembled, and at a glance, it is difficult to easily break. The shield glowed with a heavy earthy yellow light, and it slammed into the blade of the fiery red sword.

Suddenly, Gu Zichen's heart froze, and the fiery red sword that connected with each other seemed to hit a hard mountain, and the two kept rubbing, and thousands of sparks splashed everywhere.

The sharp blade of the fiery red sword, along the shield from top to bottom, drew a trace that was a foot deep, the original delicate shield, as if engraved with a huge scar, across it, the exquisite pattern on the surface of the shield is even more broken, as if the cold winter, withered thousands of flowers, withered and withered.

Gu Zichen's eyes flashed sharply, his heart was unwilling, his hands kept turning, and he pointed at the fiery red sword that had retreated a few points, and the fiery red sword that was originally demoralized seemed to have regained its strength, and suddenly the blade of the sword turned and sneaked towards the transparent light shield in the distance of the shield.

However, in the blink of an eye, Gu Zichen's eyes shrank, and the fiery red sword was about to slash down between the electric flints of the light mask, and from above the light mask, Huo Ran appeared an identical shield, and almost at the same time, the fiery red sword was condescending, slashing down towards the shield.

What made Gu Zichen stunned was that although this move was a sneak attack, one blow hit, and the heavy shield was directly split in half, but almost at the same time, after the original shield was destroyed, almost instantly, a new shield appeared out of thin air, as if it was eyeing the fiery red sword.

A stick of incense time, let Gu Zichen keep manipulating the fiery red sword, always unable to bypass the shield in front of him, the shield stood majestically and upright, and kept appearing, the sharp blade of the fiery red sword, after constantly chopping and chopping, was like a defeated general, floating decadently above Gu Zichen's head.

The worry in Gu Zichen's eyes was even worse, at this moment, in the direction of Gu Zichen's left hand, a strong mana rushed in, and in an instant, a ghost head the size of three zhang and full of gloomy qi rose into the air, and when he raised his eyes, a cold feeling came to his face.

The ghost head did not hesitate, as soon as it appeared, a scream rang out, a big mouthful, a mouthful of ghost liquid spit out towards the transparent color light mask, the light mask that looked weak, Huo Ran, a yellow mountain with the size of ten zhang collided with the ghost liquid.

The ghost liquid sprayed on the mountain peak, and in the blink of an eye, it made a squeaking sound, and puffs of white smoke rose everywhere, and the originally hard and heavy mountain peak became a pit under the continuous corrosion of the ghost liquid.

At this moment, suddenly, a cyan and cold-colored sword rose out of thin air and slashed head-on towards the mountain peak, and suddenly, the dust and wind poplars, the mountain peaks that had originally become loose under the corrosion of the ghost liquid, were naturally vulnerable, and were repelled by Murong Hanxing.

With a single blow from the sword, the battle intent increased greatly, and it instantly slashed towards the transparent color light mask, but at this moment, another mountain peak the size of ten zhang broke away from the light mask and collided head-on with the cold color sword.

Without the help of the ghost liquid, Murong Hanxing also fell into such a cycle.

At this moment, in the direction of Gu Zichen's right hand, a black mountain peak suddenly appeared above everyone's heads, the size of an acre, and as soon as the mountain peak appeared, with the huge force of Wan Jun, it smashed towards the transparent light mask without any tricks.

To everyone's shock, the transparent light mask seemed to have a premonition, in front of the mountain peak, suddenly, there was a fine Xuan Loess, Xuan Loess was irregularly distributed in front of the mountain peak, and there were tens of thousands of grains in the space of the size of the acre.

The black peaks are fleeting, and the densely distributed loess is like fine sand, and against the backdrop of the huge peaks, it looks as small as ants, so there is nothing to worry about.

The two seemed to be asymmetrical opponents, colliding head-on, and after the huge mountain peak came to the position made of fine sand, suddenly, the original galloping speed, as if reduced to turtle speed, stagnated, and did not advance a point for a long time. It was as if I was stuck in the mud, and I was caught in my footsteps.

When everyone was looking at each other, the alert Wei Yang Yao glanced at the opportunity, and six Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpions of three zhang size Huo Ran appeared in front of the transparent light mask, and after Wei Yangyao's tight law decision, they merged into a huge Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpion.

The eyes of the huge Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpion emitted a cold glow, and it raised its two huge front claws and stabbed them fiercely towards the light shield that was as weak as the morning veil.

A yellow light suddenly flashed from above the transparent mask, and the front claws that were originally embedded in the mask were firmly locked on the mask as if they had been grabbed by something invisible, and they couldn't move even a little bit despite the Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpion's strength.

Wei Yangyao's complexion changed suddenly, his originally evil face was full of surprise, and after struggling, he seemed to surrender, and there were words in his mouth, and the originally huge Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpion was like magic, turning into six only three zhang in size.

The shrunken Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpion was unusually smart, and before the big array could react, Huo Ran got out and returned to Wei Yangyao.

After the four failed attempts one after another, the people in the formation suddenly fell into a dead look.

In front of the Triple City Tower of the Secret Realm, there was a commotion in the field, and the first wave of the four people's temptation of the Xuanhuang Spirit Crystal Array seemed to be a long time, but in fact it was just a short moment.

The four of them knew very well in their hearts that this was the first round of the confrontation between the two sides, and it was just a matter of testing the depth of the other party.

Seeing that Wei Yangyao also returned, the fiery red sword that originally stayed on top of Gu Zichen's head was like a flexible scalpel, and began to slaughter the surrounding zombies.

Murong Hanxing and the three of them also had a very tacit understanding, the cold sword, the black mountain peak, and the Taiqing Devouring Luo Scorpion, poured all the evil qi that had returned in vain from the previous time into the zombies around the four of them.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them were clear, only the dark loess dripping on the ground made a rustling sound, towards the zombie at the edge of the large array, and recovering its head.

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