Tens of thousands of warships lined up in a square salvo formation, the bow armor plate moved away, and the dimly lit main guns stretched out, locking firmly on the Wuzhishan in front.
Linghu Qingqing was wearing heavy armor, standing on the bow of a giant ship with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the hundreds of turtle boats speeding forward. In front of the tortoise-shell boats lined up in a row, countless rocs surrounded by thunder soared into the sky and fled noisily into the distance.
Not only were their fellow tribesmen who suffered heavy casualties just now, not only were they intimidated by the huge battle formation composed of tens of thousands of warships, but these rocs also felt the terrifying aura in the fleet that made them feel that annihilation was imminent.
Even in this barbaric land in the northern frontier, where the most savage and ferocious indigenous groups are found, these rocs still have animal instincts. They know how to seek good luck and avoid disaster, and know how to escape as quickly as possible when facing natural enemies.
The tortoise-shell boat reached the Five Fingers Peak very smoothly without any hindrance.
The five-finger mountain that goes straight up and down looks like a real palm cut off at the wrist and stuck on the ground. The knuckle marks, palm prints, etc. on the palm are clearly visible. If you look carefully, even the fingerprints on the five fingers are very clear.
Tens of thousands of desperadoes filed out of the turtle-shell boats. Each of them carefully sacrificed their own defensive treasures, stepped on the flowing light and clouds, and flew towards Wuzhi Mountain carefully.
This Five-Finger Mountain is hundreds of miles high, and its base is nearly a thousand miles in radius. The jungle at the foot of the mountain is lush, and there are towering ancient trees thousands of feet high. Huge roc bird nests were neatly built in the jungle. Desperados fell into the nests and then flew up again with smiles on their faces.
There were many eggs left in those nests that the rocs could not take away. Each of these bird eggs has an extremely strong vitality, and it is obvious that the chicks inside are already well developed. As long as this kind of innate spiritual bird is properly cultivated, it is an excellent mount and war beast.
Many desperadoes fell down one after another. There were enough eggs in the nests, and many people laughed happily.
According to Master Hu's order, these unexpected gains are their spoils of war and do not need to be turned over.
These desperadoes are all masters of the ground. They searched carefully outside the nest. In addition to bird eggs, they also picked up many valuable spiritual trees, elixirs, and various precious things. Then, under the urging of their respective bosses, they took off again and poured into Wuzhi Mountain in droves.
The first batch of 3,000 desperadoes were desperadoes with the lowest level of cultivation at the beginning of the womb realm.
They were in small groups, and they used their escape skills to head straight to Wuzhishan. At first, there was nothing unusual for more than ten miles, but when they pressed the escape light and actually set foot on Wuzhi Mountain, they heard a muffled thunder sound, and a purple thunder light flashed past Wuzhi Mountain.
Three thousand desperadoes, together with their defensive secret treasures, exploded into black dust all over the sky at the same time. A violent blast spurted out from the gap between the two fingers of Wuzhi Mountain, blowing the black ash all over the sky.
Black ash was scattered in the jungle at the foot of the mountain. These black ash were transformed by the bodies of the monks in the womb realm. They contained huge energy and flesh and blood essence. The black ash was scattered into the jungle and watched as the jungle at the foot of the mountain shook slightly. , the towering ancient tree thousands of feet tall actually grew a few inches taller.
"Father, do you see clearly?" Mr. Hu trembled with his fat body, turned around, and asked Linghu Qingqing cautiously.
Linghu Qingqing's two eyes turned pure silver-white, and the cold light was like a sharp sword, splitting the void in front of him into a faint ripple of void. He squinted his eyes and stared straight in the direction of Wuzhi Mountain. After a while, he shook his head: "Continue to let them go up... This mountain is very weird."
After pondering for a moment, Linghu Qingqing lowered her voice: "The gods asked you to go to the deep sea to collect these treasures first, and then come to the northern border... Obviously, the danger here is much greater than the deep sea. There must be something Only with those few treasure supports can we take out the treasure here."
Linghu Qingqing's words made Master Hu shiver.
This is indeed the truth. The map given by the gods marked the order. It was indeed for him to go to the deep sea first, and then come to the wild land of northern Xinjiang. But in terms of distance, it would be most time-saving to go to the wild lands of Northern Xinjiang first.
Since the gods have made such arrangements, it is obvious that the dangers in Wuzhi Mountain are much more dangerous than those in the Nine Dragon Coffin, Jellyfish Bottle and other places.
Wu Tie stood a hundred feet away, also looking at the Wuzhi Mountain in the distance.
That mountain... gave him a very depressing feeling, weighing heavily on his heart, making him want to vomit, and feeling that all his energy and blood were not functioning properly.
Wu Tie's spiritual awareness is very strong, that's why he has such a strong sense. However, those desperadoes are mostly physical practitioners. They only practice magic and physical body, and don't care about the understanding of Taoism and heavenly secrets. To put it harshly, these are a group of humanoid beasts with well-developed limbs and simple minds.
They didn't feel how powerful this Wuzhi Mountain was. The three thousand desperadoes killed before were just the weakest among them. This Wuzhi Mountain may have some natural restrictions, but that's it, nothing more.
A dozen or so outlaw leaders who have reached the peak of the womb realm and are extremely powerful. They are also protected by the heavenly weapons given by Master Hu. They have gathered thousands of outlaws and formed them according to the formation diagram of the eight classics. He stepped into the military formation, stepped on a dark cloud, and rushed towards Wuzhishan with great force.
Another purple thunder flashed, and this time everyone could see it clearly. Thin, hair-thin dark purple thunder fell from the sky and landed heavily on the military formation. Several defensive heavenly weapons roared loudly, and large areas of light flashed. Thousands of desperadoes joined forces to block this wave of thunderous attacks.
All the desperadoes shouted in unison, Linghu Qingqing, Mr. Hu and others also smiled and nodded, urging the fleet to slowly move forward for several miles.
Thousands of desperadoes landed on the Five Fingers Mountain, and the formation was moving. They stepped on the flowing clouds and walked quickly towards the middle finger in the middle.
Wuzhi Mountain, Wuzhi Mountain, the middle finger reaches straight into the sky, and the end is the most eye-catching. According to common sense, if there is a secret treasure in Wuzhi Mountain, it should be in the middle finger, right
There was a loud noise, and purple thunder fell from the sky. The military formation hit hard against a layer of flexible restrictions. A crystal clear bloody light covered the entire Five Fingers Mountain. There was still a hundred feet away from the middle finger, but the military formation was blocked. Blocked outside the bloody light curtain.
"Attack!" Several big bosses among the desperadoes shouted in unison.
"Boom!" Linghu Qingqing raised his right hand and pointed towards the bloody light curtain that enveloped the entire Wuzhi Mountain.
The purpose of desperadoes is to explore the road and to sacrifice their lives... Since they have activated the restrictions in Wuzhi Mountain, they need to break through this layer of light. As for whether the main guns of tens of thousands of battleships would make thousands of desperadoes on the mountain whimper... How could Linghu Qingqing care about so much
The void with a radius of thousands of miles was illuminated by the strong light from tens of thousands of main guns.
Tens of thousands of light beams hit the middle finger almost simultaneously.
The bloody light curtain shook violently, and the layers of light curtains shattered and evaporated, and then new blood light continued to spurt out from the mountain. The purple thunder in the sky fell like a heavy rain, overwhelmingly falling on the military formation composed of desperadoes.
The desperadoes howled and hissed, and their military formation resisted the thunder's bombardment, and then continued to retreat.
The main guns of tens of thousands of warships fired in volleys, and beams of light exploded. It seemed like there was a huge sun in front of them. The blazing light almost roasted their bodies into mummies. Including more than a dozen big bosses, these desperadoes They all vomited blood and all their internal organs were seriously injured.
The giant ship under Wu Tie's feet was trembling violently. The muzzles of the three giant ships secretly built by Mr. Hu, whose caliber was astonishing and more than ten times thicker than the main guns of ordinary battleships, slowly lit up. It took about a tea time. Finally, three light beams several miles thick blasted through the air accompanied by a harsh scream, falling straight on the middle finger in the center of Wuzhi Mountain.
The three giant ships shook violently, and the three main guns continued to pour out strong light. The beams of light spanned hundreds of miles in the air, one end was at the muzzle of the giant ship, and the other was on the mountain of Wuzhishan.
In conjunction with the fierce attack of the main guns of tens of thousands of warships, the blood-colored light curtain on the Wuzhishan Mountain finally exploded into a bloody stream of light all over the sky with a 'pop' sound, and disappeared without a trace.
The artillery fire fell on the middle finger in the middle, causing rocks to fly off the middle finger. Countless large and small rocks peeled off from the mountain, and then were quickly turned into blue smoke by the strong light.
Thousands of desperadoes lying on the mountainside of Wuzhi Mountain roared with joy, jumped up without fear of death, formed a military formation and ran towards the middle finger.
Linghu Qingqing raised his right hand and clenched his fist.
The battleship's salvo stopped abruptly, and countless people in the fleet were still blinded by the glare. Their eyes were so sore that they could not clearly see the scene in front of them for a while. After a while, the desperadoes had already rushed to the center of the middle finger, and when they were flying slowly towards the top of the mountain on the flowing clouds, a few soldiers who had reached the womb realm barely regained their sight.
Wu Tie was not affected by the bright light of the main gun salvo. He stared straight at the lightning-fast desperadoes with his eyes wide open.
Wuzhi Mountain was fired upon by tens of thousands of warships, and the rocks on the surface were blown to pieces. In many places, the mountain had been deformed.
But Wu Tie had sharp eyes, and he saw that there seemed to be something unusual in the cracks in the disintegrating mountain.
"It seems..." Wu Tie just muttered a few words, and the entire Wuzhi Mountain shook violently. Countless boulders exploded from the mountain at the same time, like countless locusts, roaring and flying in all directions.
The force of these boulders was extremely strong. Hundreds of boulders fell on the desperadoes' military formation. The flying stone attack was so close that these desperadoes had no time to dodge and resist. The boulders hit their military formation and shook their formation violently. Thousands of desperadoes all vomited blood.
The mountain was flying wildly, and a palm that was as white as jade, its fingerprints faintly glowing with dark gold, and a hand that was hundreds of miles long was revealed from the rocks.
A breath that is suffocating, as vast as an endless river, as turbulent as the boundless ocean, and as ancient and majestic as an ancient giant beast's breath is released from the palm of the hand. A breath like substance instantly enveloped the mountains with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. The void suddenly solidified, the wind and clouds stagnated, and the minds of all living creatures in the mountains, from the green fox to the tiniest insect, went blank.
In this Wuzhi Mountain, under the thick rock formation, there is actually a palm.
The origin of a hand is unknown, but its true identity must be extremely terrifying, and the palm of a powerful person whose strength is impossible to estimate.
With a 'bang', thousands of desperadoes who formed a military formation and wanted to fly to the top of the Zhongzhi Mountain all exploded and were crushed to pieces together with the divine fetus. Only the divine fetuses of the two most powerful bosses were protected by secret treasures. They barely broke out of the military formation and screamed as they fled towards the rear fleet.
"Heaven...this is..."
But not far after the two big bosses' divine fetuses escaped, the palms that were hundreds of miles high and as white as jade suddenly moved.
The huge palm suddenly shrank to the size of a hundred feet, and then it was grabbed forward as fast as lightning. The two big bosses' divine fetuses, together with the hundreds of turtle-shell boats behind them, and the more than 20,000 desperadoes near the turtle-shell boats, were caught. He slapped it in the palm of his hand.
The dark golden light in the stripes on the palm of his hand flowed for a while, and the bodies of the divine fetuses, turtle boats and desperadoes he had caught suddenly shrank, and after a few "clicks" they were crushed into golden balls about ten feet in size. .
Wuzhi Mountain disappeared, and a large pit with a diameter of thousands of feet was exposed under the mountain, with dark golden mist constantly spitting out.
The sound of dull breathing kept coming from the pit. Breathing, breathing, breathing, the void tens of thousands of miles around seemed to be expanding, contracting, expanding, contracting with this terrible breathing sound...
A suffocating evil spirit, more terrifying than the breath of the palm, spurted out from the pit, "gurgle", "gurgle", and strange sounds came from the pit.
The voice was like that of a zombie who had been frozen for tens of thousands of years. He woke up from his coffin and was struggling to speak. But his Adam's apple was rusty from countless years of freezing. He was working hard to smooth out his breath, constantly attacking his Adam's apple and vocal cords, trying to make a sound.
"Be on guard." Linghu Qingqing screamed.
He finally woke up from the stagnation caused by that terrible breath. He roared with all his strength, and with a 'boom', the stagnant void shattered like a hard-hit glass cover, and countless people on tens of thousands of battleships The soldiers woke up at the same time.
A dark golden light pillar silently erupted from the pit, and wisps of strange streaks of light turned into clear dragons, flying straight up in the dark golden light pillar, and then quickly circling and dancing in the light pillar.
A figure with long hair flying slowly out of the light pillar. He was completely naked. His left hand held a simple silver lamp, and a silver light on the wick emitted dazzling starlight. His right hand held a dark golden Qibao. Ruyi, a vast and unpredictable terrifying aura turned into wisps of light, constantly flying down from Ruyi's head like a waterfall.
The seven treasures of Ruyi are extraordinary. Once the strands of light dripping from Ruyi's head touch the ground, they immediately grow into a fluffy lotus leaf, from which a pure white lotus emerges. The white lotus the size of a basin is full of light flowing and emitting. It emits a fragrant fragrance that floats thousands of miles along with the mountain breeze.
"The supreme treasure!" Linghu Qingqing looked at the Seven Treasures Ruyi greedily.
He has seen the kingdom-suppressing artifacts of the Jin Kingdom, and he has personally experienced the terrifying power of the Jin Kingdom's kingdom-suppressing artifacts.
But he could swear by his ancestral tablets that the several artifacts of the Kingdom of Jin, whether it was the Fengyun Zhentian Bell or the Wanlong Palace, were definitely not as powerful as the dragon and tiger Ruyi in front of him.
As for that silver lamp... its aura was too restrained, and Linghu Qingqing couldn't see his legs clearly.