Eleven huge figures flew out of the military city.
As they flew across the sky, millions swallowed up a large amount of Yuan Jing. The giant divine soldier, who had recovered less than half of his body's energy, suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing red, and the thin red light all over the sky gathered fire again.
This time, the red light from the eyes of millions of giant soldiers accurately focused on an ancestor of Xuan Ming.
Hearing a miserable howl, the Xuan Ming Patriarch's waist below instantly vaporized.
The divine light emitted from the ten thousand feet of ice sculptures pulled eleven huge figures out of the military city. Ten of them landed heavily and stood firmly in the wilderness a hundred miles away from the city. Only half of the body fell to the ground with a loud noise, and rolled dozens of times on the ground, crushing thousands of tribal warriors who could not dodge to death.
The military city's defense formation was activated again. Wu Tie and others hurriedly took out the Dao Bao Dan and drank it, trying their best to restore the damage.
Everyone gathered around the Five Elements Taoist. Wu Tie nodded to the Five Elements Taoist. The Five Elements Taoist roared loudly, and a ray of colorful divine light fell from the sky, sending Wu Tie, Lao Tie, Xi Wule, Xi Bubai, Ganjiu, Gan Xiao and others all entered their five elements space.
The three Xuanming Ancestors were roaring in the Five Elements Space, spraying out endless cold light and ice crystals from their entire bodies to fight against the overwhelming flames.
The giant mulberry swayed its branches slightly in the Five Elements Space, and streams of majestic innate green wood spiritual power merged into the void, providing a steady stream of 'fuel' for the monstrous sea of fire.
The fist-sized three-legged Golden Crow has not recovered its vitality, but it is already several times more powerful than when he was in the spirit form.
The little red bird opened its mouth, and tiny golden red sparks splashed out. The temperature of the sea of fire in the sky rose sharply, and even the void was burned to the point of melting.
The three Xuanming Ancestors lost contact with the outside ice sculptures, and they could only rely on their own strength to resist the burning of the Five Elements Space. Their body-protecting cold light was refined layer by layer, and the high temperature penetrated their body-protecting cold light, causing large blisters to appear on their pale skin.
When Wu Tie and others entered the Five Elements Space, the three Xuan Ming Ancestors roared unwillingly at the same time.
The three of them pulled out scimitars, corrugated swords and strange-shaped spears that were filled with cold air. They breathed out cold air and activated the spiritual soldiers in their hands. Thousands of feet of cold light tore through the sea of fire, fiercely attacking Wu Tie and the others. The man was beheaded.
Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin, who were standing behind Wu Tie, took action at the same time.
A piece of tortoise shell flew out of Li Xuangui's hand, and a huge innate Bagua diagram slowly flew up, turning into a huge Bagua light shield and blocking Wu Tie and others.
Yuan Qilin waved his right hand, and a palm-sized scroll flew out of his palm. When it was swayed in the wind, it quickly expanded and instantly turned into a huge map of the country, the country, the country, and the innate Bagua map.
Countless rays of cold light swept over, causing the assembled Bagua Sheji Diagram to tremble violently, and the divine light swayed wildly.
Thousands of god-level masters following Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin took action at the same time, constantly injecting their own mana into the combined rare treasures.
I saw a black tortoise with a body length of thousands of miles, entrenched on the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, freely swallowing the clouds in the sky.
The black turtle's tortoise shell is shining with divine light. In the Jiangshan Sheji Map, the great rivers rise into the sky and turn into white dragons wrapping around the black turtle. No matter how cold light strikes, the black turtle remains motionless, and the cold light continues to explode. Crush.
The three Xuanming Ancestors were completely in despair.
Even though they are both powerful beings at the pinnacle of the divine realm, what Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin are driving are the clan-suppressing artifacts of the Li family and the Yuan family. The killing power of the two secret treasures may not be enough, but the defensive power is Absolutely top notch.
There are also thousands of masters in the divine realm providing a steady stream of mana. How can the three of them break through this terrifying defense
In particular, they have damaged a lot of cold energy in the Five Elements Space.
"We are not convinced!" A Xuanming Ancestor screamed: "We have suffered so much!"
"We don't accept it!" Another Xuanming Ancestor screamed hysterically: "We managed to escape from the endless ice hell with great difficulty. We don't deserve to die here... We haven't had time to enjoy the wine, beauty, and boundless enjoyment!"
"We are not convinced!!!" The third ancestor of Xuanming screamed like a cuckoo crying for blood: "Back then, we were also powerful figures. We just didn't want to die. We took refuge in the gods. , but they were imprisoned in the ice hell... suffering day and night... We finally got out!"
"But what does all this have to do with us?" Wu Tie's cold voice interrupted their chattering: "No matter what kind of big shots you were back then, you now take your descendants and want to exterminate our descendants. …With you and without me, either you die or I live!”
Wu Tie took a deep breath. Behind him, nearly 10,000 god-level masters shot at the same time, and wisps of mana continued to pour into Wu Tie's body.
The Taichu Crown is slowly rotating, and the river of time is rolling. Wu Tie uses the power of the Taichu Crown to invade the time river, just like a meteor falling into the river, stimulating the river water, splashing countless whirlpools and dangerous undercurrents.
Taichumian steadily shuttled through the long river of time. Wu Tie locked on the aura of the Xuanming Ancestor and traced his past figure bit by bit in the long river of time, tracing back to his entire life.
Xi Wule, Lao Tie and others have already begun to attack. The flames of the Five Elements Space did not harm them at all. They surrounded the three Xuan Ming Ancestors from a distance and continued to attack from afar. They used countless powerful spells and secrets. The curse fell like raindrops on the three Xuanming Ancestors, constantly consuming their power.
The auras of the three Xuanming Ancestors continued to decline, and the roars of the three became more and more listless.
Wu Tie shuttled back and forth in the long river of time little by little, and he finally found the past of the Xuan Ming Ancestor that he had locked onto. He stretched out his hand and gave him a gentle blow, completely erasing his original state when he was born in the course of time.
Among the three Xuanming Ancestors, the one holding a scimitar and slashing wildly suddenly let out a miserable howl, and then exploded into a ball of sparks, and all traces of its existence disappeared without a trace.
"Old Six!" The other two Xuan Ming Ancestors exclaimed at the same time, feeling sad, angry, and at the same time, more afraid.
If the enemy can kill one of them with such a weird method, then he can definitely kill them.
"We are not convinced!" The Xuanming Ancestor holding the corrugated sword jumped and roared: "Come on, let's fight fair, fight fair with me!"
Wu Tie raised his head and said with a cold smile: "Okay, it's a fair fight. If you abolish your cultivation and return it to the first level of the divine realm, I will give you a fair fight!"
The two Xuanming Ancestors both shut their mouths.
In the realm of gods, the only way to regress in cultivation is to seriously injure oneself.
After all, the cultivation of the divine realm is the fusion of the soul and the body, and the fusion of the laws of the great road and the body. This fusion is irreversible and can only be destroyed.
Wu Tie is at the first level of the Divine Realm. The two old ghosts want to return their cultivation level to the first level of the Divine Realm. Their only way is to seriously injure and destroy 90% of their divine bodies...
A perfectly good person has been destroyed 90% of his body, what is left
This is simply impossible.
"If you have the guts, let him come!" The two Xuanming Ancestors quickly patrolled the crowd, and then they pointed at Qian Xiao, who had the highest level of cultivation.
Qian Xiao lazily raised his right hand and shook his head decisively: "I have no idea... I want to save my life to love and protect Sister Zhao. How can I have the spare time to fight for my life with you low-life old men?" ?”
With a faint sigh, Gan Xiao said in a very sinister manner: "Look at how old you are. Instead of taking care of yourself at home, you run out with a group of children and grandchildren to rob homes, kill people and set fires... Those who do not die when they are old are thieves. I’m talking about you!”
"I am different. I am pampered, with a delicate body and a noble body. The glory and wealth in this world, and countless good things are waiting for me to enjoy... Who doesn't have time to play with your lives? Don't even look at it. How can you die with your life? Are you on par with me?"
Qian Xiao's mouth was extremely mean and mean, and the two Xuan Ming Ancestors were so angry that they vomited blood. Unintentionally, Lao Tie passed by them like ghosts, and countless points of cold light shot out from the yin and yang spears in his hands. Hundreds of holes the size of fists were pierced through their bodies.
The cold blood sprayed out, and the ancestor Xuan Ming, who was more than 900 feet tall, gradually lost his magic power and could no longer maintain such a huge size.
Their bodies shrunk little by little, were broken little by little, and were refined little by little...
Outside the military city, the eleven panting ancestors of Xuan Ming were stunned for a while. Suddenly their boss howled miserably, covering his chest with his hands and roaring loudly: "It hurts me too... The three brothers are also dead!"
Tears flowed from the eyes of the eleven Xuanming Ancestors, and they all cried like ghosts and wolves.
Thousands of tribe elders howled like mourning concubines, and countless snowfield tribe warriors stood sluggishly in the ice and snow, completely losing their sense of proportion.
Eighteen nearly invincible ancestors, in just one battle, seven were killed and one was seriously injured and disabled.
This, this, this...
Wasn't it overwhelming before? Wasn’t it invincible before
Why did things suddenly change like this? Even the divine power bestowed by the supreme glacier god cannot allow the ancestors to defeat their enemies
Panic spread among the crowd, and countless warriors from small and medium-sized tribes looked around with wandering eyes.
In the cruel snowfield, small and medium-sized tribes have their own unique survival culture.
Vassalize the big tribe, follow in the footsteps of the big tribe and fight and plunder everywhere... When things go wrong, run away, the fastest one will survive.
The warriors of the Snowfield Tribe, except for the six most powerful tribes, all other small and medium-sized tribes have developed excellent escape skills.
Morale was declining, and many soldiers began to calculate how many women and wealth they had snatched in these days.
Their tribal elders also had wandering eyes, and began to figure out how to transport the wealth and women back to the snowfield - if all the eighteen Xuanming Ancestors failed, escape would of course be the only option.
How to run the fastest, how to run faster than others, how to bring back the most people and the most loot when escaping... This is something that requires a lot of attention to the means and abilities of a tribe's leader.
Several tribal elders took a few steps back in the crowd calmly.
The next moment, the retreating tribal elders suddenly exploded into large clouds of ice crystals scattered in all directions.
The boss of Ancestor Xuanming slowly retracted his hand and said ruthlessly: "Even if you all die under this city, we must kill everyone in the city to avenge our brothers!"
"Remember, even if you all die here, you still have to break through this city and avenge your brothers."
The boss of Ancestor Xuan Ming said gloomily: "Form the Nine Heavenly Governor Xuan Ming's formation... Form the formation and kill the enemy!"
The faces of the other ten Xuanming Ancestors suddenly became happy, and then their expressions suddenly stiffened.
"Brother, the Nine Heavens Governor's Xuanming Formation requires the cooperation of twelve brothers... We, we, we only have eleven people now!"
An ancestor of Xuanming looked at his boss carefully.
The eldest brother of Xuanming Ancestor was stunned, and he hurriedly stretched out his fingers, nodded one by one and counted his brothers, and then stamped his feet: "Fuck!"
With a stamp of his foot, the ground roared, and a large amount of cold air blew out in all directions. Hundreds of nearby tribal elders howled in unison and were swept away hundreds of feet. They were all covered with a thin layer of ice and huddled on the ground shivering. stop.
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Tie was squatting on the gate tower in the middle of the north wall of the military city like an old mountain eagle.
Behind him, seven extremely thick light pillars rose into the sky, poking seven huge holes in the thick clouds in the sky.
In front of him, seven pieces of human-head-sized soul crystals with extremely dazzling light were suspended there. Under his control, they were arranged in a star map like the Big Dipper.
Youruo gave Wu Tie a secret weapon to collect soul crystals and blood essence. The seven Xuanming Ancestors who were killed turned into these seven soul crystals. As for their bloodline essence, Wu Tie had people send it back to the Wu Clan.
The Xuan Ming lineage is still inherited in the Wu clan.
The blood essence of the Xuan Ming Ancestors is enough to cultivate dozens of top geniuses for today's Wu Clan.
As for this soul crystal, Wu Tie has not thought about how to use it. Maybe it can be used to bargain with Youruo to see if he can get something good out of his hand
'boom'!
A low roar came from the north.
A group of faint blue divine light soared into the sky, rushed straight to a very high altitude, and then turned into countless rays of cold light and fell around.
High in the sky, wisps of crystal ice slowly fell. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. Frost spread on the ground, spreading all the way from the north and quickly crossing the military city. The large land south of General City turned into a field of ice and snow.
The laws of heaven and earth are fluctuating strangely.
The severe cold enveloped everything, and other laws of earth, water, fire, wind, five elements, yin and yang, etc. were all rapidly weakening.
In front of the military city, twelve gray-white icicles grew out of nowhere.
However, among the twelve icicles, one of them was obviously shorter and thinner, and the color was more mixed, giving off an air of innate deficiencies.
A hoarse, sad and angry voice came from the twelve light pillars in a circle: "King Wu, my son, do you dare to join the battle?"
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