The anger and murderous intent full of Slaughter Qianshang gathered on Mo Qianqiu's body, and he couldn't wait to go up and tear the other party to pieces, and smash the array disc that exudes the five-color aura in his hand.
He put his hands together, and in an instant, a black light burst out from the position of the Sky Spirit Consciousness Sea, and a terrifying aura that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Abyss surged out, turning into a black magic light that surpassed everything between heaven and earth.
"This old demon really has a hole card!"
Below, Mo Qianqiu controlled the big formation, the god who controlled the gameplay. Seeing Lian Qianshang approaching desperately, his face was calm and his light fingers flicked on the formation plate.
The verdant green light emerged, and the extraordinary fairy law once again showed its power.
Slaughtering Qianshang, the demon is facing the world, and between the hands of the change, there is already a black ink scroll hanging above his head. As the scroll slowly opens, it is engraved with shocking golden text.
These magic texts are the supreme heavenly demon secrets, each character contains extremely terrifying power, is the real magic way big killer, the peak level of the Huang Dao Xuan soldiers.
It is said that since the history of the Rakshasa gate for thousands of years, there are very few opportunities to use this Rakshasa magic tome. Every time these demons are sacrificed, it is either the ultimate confrontation in the battlefield of fate or the moment of life and death of the sect crisis. Now we are facing A Qingyunzong who didn’t like it before, actually wanted to draw out the last trump card...
Slaughter Qianshang is really frustrated to the point of no move!
As soon as the Rakshasa Grimoire came out, it was really terrifying.
Only the first golden magic text emerged from the inside, as if there was a real demon from the outside world descending on the mortal world, lowering the killing and cutting edict, slowing down the movement of the spiritual power in the surrounding hundreds of miles.
If you really let the golden text in that magic book fall like stars, I'm afraid the situation is really hard to say.
But Mo Qianqiu, old fox, no, an old predecessor, sitting on the five-element imperial sword formation arranged by the two peerless experts at the front and back, how could it not be prepared in advance.
The formation disk in his hand had already been activated, and the green aura sank into the five nearby mountains without knowing it, stimulating an endless green divine energy full of vitality.
"The wooden sword locks the world, the spirit vine binds the world, locks!"
With the tap of two fingers, five green vines suddenly appeared like five emerald green dragons, and rushed towards Lian Qianshang.
"cut!!"
Slaughter Qianshang has reached the desperate moment, and immediately manipulated the golden runes in the Rakshasa magic book to rush towards the huge spirit vine, but the power of the wooden sword spirit vine once again surpassed his imagination.
No matter how sharp the golden magic pattern is like a knife, it cuts the spirit vines like melons and vegetables, but the green vitality is not exhausted at all. The broken spirit vines recover in an instant, and continue to slaughter the ground to cover the sky. Qianshang came.
It's not that the Rakshasa magic book is not strong, it is that this wooden sword spirit vine is too weird. It cuts continuously and can't disperse, and it is immediately wrapped around the arms and legs of Slaughter Qianshang.
"open!!"
There was a raging evil fire on Lian Qianshang’s body, and he wanted to burn the spirit vines, but the wood-attribute psychic energy accumulated in Qingyun Mountain for thousands of years was too bad for the sky. No matter how hard Lian Qianshang struggled and roared, he was still fast. Was entangled into a big dumpling.
"Sect Master, Divine Sword Slaying Demons!!" Mo Qianqiu roared to the sky.
The real person Qingxuan flashed back to his figure with the huge fire sword in his hand for the first time, and the huge sword in his hand slashed towards Lun Qianshang without hesitation.
cut! !
Qing Xuan's drink is the endless release of Qing Yunnian's suffocation for a hundred years.
cut! !
Qin Meng, Guo Nu and the others drank, sending the remaining thirteen guardians to Huangquan!
cut! !
Thirty thousand disciples drank together, and even this heaven and earth would nod to the reborn Azure Cloud Sect!
boom! !
The entire five-element imperial sword array burst out with a shocking light.
All the sword array Lingwei rushed towards the Raksha Demon Army like a volcanic eruption.
The five fire swords finally achieved the power of breaking the magic barrier, and the Kui Niu soul beast burst into ashes at the last moment.
A huge explosion is like a flame rose in full bloom, which is shocked between the sky and the earth. It is the festive firework of Qingyunzong's victory, but it is the death elegy of the defeat of Rakshasa.
The Thirteen Protectors, who directly exploded in this huge explosion, couldn't even find the ashes.
"Run!!"
The remaining 30,000 Rakshasa demon soldiers finally collapsed completely at this moment.
They didn’t want to stay before the purgatory of the Demon Sect of Qingyunzong for a moment. They fled like chickens and dogs, but the shock of horror has swept through, and with their weak cultivation base, several people were able to escape. sky
Life was reaped mercilessly like a mustard.
The corpse once again fell like raindrops, and even nearly 10,000 Rakshasa demon army did not even leave a corpse, and was directly turned into powder by the terrifying impact.
The entire gloomy sky, at this moment, finally returned to clear again, the blue sky and white sun, shining thousands of miles of auspicious clouds.
Suffering Qingyunzong.
The aggrieved Qingyunzong.
Finally at this moment, stepping on the corpse of one hundred thousand demon soldiers of the Rakshasa Gate, stood again on the highest peak of the Azure Spirit Realm.
The world is silent.
Although the 30,000 Qingyun disciples didn't do anything today, the excitement of madness suppressed the entire battle.
I don't know who started it.
"Win, win! Long live! We won, long live Qingyun!!"
Then, a cheer that swept across ten places and nine days burst into the sky over Qingyun Mountain.
Everyone was screaming, jumping, laughing, and crying.
Many young Qingyun disciples happily hugged each other, and the elderly Qingyun elders secretly turned their backs and wiped away a tear of comfort from the corner of their eyes.
The ancestor is here, the sky has eyes, my Azure Cloud Sect finally has today...
"Haha, Cui Jingjing, did you see it? We won, we won!" Senior Sister Geng was even more happy now, like a cheerful skylark, jumping non-stop beside Cui Jing.
"Well, I won!" Cui Jing finally loosened her clenched fist.
Don't look at his calm expression in the audience, but he is more nervous than anyone else. At this moment, he can finally let go of a hanging heart.
"Haha, great, great! I knew Qingyun would definitely win." Senior Sister Geng took Cui Jing's arm: "Go ahead, please don't invite Senior Sister to have a good meal tonight."
"At night, I have to temper my body..." Cui Jing is really a madman.
"En?? You say it again?" As a result, Senior Sister Geng stared, and Cui Jing immediately lost the battle: "Okay, well, let's go to Chen Cangcheng and eat the best!"
Cui Jing smiled happily.
"Haha, okay! Long live!!" Senior Sister Geng raised her hands even more, excitedly she wrapped her arms around Cui Jing's neck, and she was about to give a fragrant kiss.
But just when all Qingyun people thought that the war was finally over, a terrifying voice resounded again in the distant horizon with endless slaying anger:
"Blue Cloud Sect! I swear by killing Qianshang, I will make all of you pay a thousand times, tens of thousands of times the price for today!!"
…
What
That old demon is not dead
All Qingyunzong people were taken aback.
The five-element imperial sky sword formation, the entanglement of the wood vine sword, and the slaying of the fire spirit sword, did not actually kill this terrifying monster.
When the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, thousands of meters away, in the middle of the clouds, a magical shadow stood proudly for nine days.
The pure golden Rakshasa demon, at this moment, hugged his body, as if the shape of a hemisphere had firmly guarded Lian Qianshang inside.
The treasure of the town of the Rakshasa gate, the Rakshasa magic book was suspended in front of him like a shield at this moment, and a clear crack appeared on it, which was obviously a wound cut by the fire spirit sword.
"Damn it! With that hell-shining scroll protector, Old Slaughter is not dead!!"
Everyone of Qingyun's elders became solemn in their eyes.
Although the strength of the Raksha Gate was greatly injured in this battle, it was awful to say that a hundred thousand demon soldiers combined were not as terrible as a slaughter of thousands of soldiers.
If this old demon really escaped and ascended to heaven today, it would have left endless hidden dangers to the Azure Cloud Sect.
To make matters worse, with the slaughter and madness of Tuan Qianshang, he suffered a big defeat today, and God knows what kind of things he will do to revenge the society!
really.
Everyone's worries immediately became reality.
The opposite Lian Qianshang has issued a bloody declaration in the air:
"Qingxuan, hello! You are fine! But do you think you can sit back and relax by secretly setting up this mountain protection formation? After leaving this formation, you Qingyun Sect is nothing in my eyes... Humph! You Think that today is over? I tell you, my 100,000 demons will not die in vain. I want the entire Chen Cang city to be buried with them!!"
What?
Lun Qianshang's words seemed to spill the entire sky with endless blood.
The people present didn't need to doubt his words at all. Although the martial arts world of the Azure Spirit Realm had promised that they would not easily embarrass mortals, the current Slaughter Qianshang was completely murderous and would not care about any rules.
He wants to kill!
He wants to avenge the Rakshasa monks!
He wants to vent all the anger and frustration today to the millions of people in Chen Cangcheng...
It would definitely be an unimaginable blood disaster.
"Old demon, dare you!"
Qing Xuan hurriedly uttered a loud shout.
The greatest foundation of the Qingyun Sect is in Chen Cangcheng, not to mention, there are nearly 10,000 disciples in Chen Cangcheng like Cui Jing's family.
If Chen Cangcheng was destroyed, it would have wiped out most of the foundation of the Azure Cloud Sect.
This old slaughter demon is really indifferent and vicious!
"Huh! I don't dare?" Slaughter Qianshang was intent on killing, "Do you think I dare!"
After speaking, the huge Rakshasa in the sky turned around and flew towards the ancient city of Chencang.
"Damn it, you can't let the old demon poison the people!!" Elder Qin Meng gritted his teeth, holding the giant fire sword in his hand, and rushed out.
Mo Qianqiu stopped him: "Elder Qin, no! This fire spirit giant sword can only be used within a large formation. If you leave the formation, you are just going to die in vain!"
"A group of ants, scum, poor worm!!" Slaughter Qianshang sincerely wanted to blow up the people of Qingyun, and wanted to lead Qingxuan and others to come out and kill them one by one. He turned his head and provoked again: "Are you afraid? Come out? Haha, A bunch of waste!"
A loud curse struck everyone's face fiercely.
"Aren't you Qingyun Sect known as the Great Sect of Righteous Tao? Don't you want to defend the world? Come on... If I don't come out again, I really want to go to Chencang!"
How angry! !
Thirty thousand Qingyun disciples are now breathing fire in their eyes, gritted their teeth.