Lin Yang stands proudly between heaven and earth.
At the foot is the geographic center of all the buildings of the entire Guardian Camp.
On the eve of the stormy battle, the entire Heavenly Guards Camp has fully entered the state of combat readiness, piece by piece of Skyfire Armor is formed, and the masters and the beasts are successfully combined, and everyone's strength is fast in the last time. Is growing.
However, Lin Yang looked at the surrounding landscape of Guardian Camp as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard, as if the tense atmosphere below had nothing to do with him.
Whoosh.
He flicked his finger, a transparent light beam of spiritual power flew from his fingertips to the horizon, then disappeared, and then bounced again, and several Changhong flew in all directions.
Lin Yang was like a scholar who caressed Yaoqin, his ten fingers were agile, and the long filaments filled the sky, waving in the air into a beautiful picture. When the wind blew away, did he leave a trace.
"Lin Yang!"
At this time, a beautiful shadow of the imperial sword came, and it was the dream of the female general Ximen who became more and more heroic in the sky.
When the two met, their eyes were full of affection, but it was not the time to talk about love at this moment. The dream of Ximen Pillow brought important news to Lin Yang:
"Everything is as we expected. The old guy Gu Yuntian found a reason to leave the Guardian Camp with a group of elites. It seems that Zuoqiu's army should be here soon."
"Where are the rest?" Lin Yang asked.
"It's all under surveillance. According to your request, don't startle, let the spies among them think that we haven't noticed anything yet."
"Very good!" Lin Yang nodded in satisfaction: "Are there still those people I want selected?"
"A hundred masters who can perform phantom body art are already in place. What use do you want them to do?" The closer the dream of Ximen reached the end of the war, the more mysterious methods Lin Yang found out.
Just like these hundred phantom warriors, can they expect them to change their faces and attack Zuoqiu's army
"Hehe, I'll tell you a kiss." Lin Yang teased the female general decisively, making Simon's dreamy little face blush.
"Not serious!" The female general glared at Lin Yang.
Bom!
The sound is particularly clear and loud.
…
After a while, Ximen Zhenmeng covered his beautiful cherry lips incredibly, full of amazement:
"Oh my God! Lin Yang, you still hide such a plan without telling us!!"
Obviously, Lin Yang's dog biting dog drama is so exciting, it makes Simon feel a little unimaginable in his dreams. If it is like all Lin Yang planned, then this stressful guarding battle against the sky can at least be easy when I think of it. Double!
"There are more than just good scenes of dogs biting dogs to watch."
Lin Yang put his arms around the slender waist of Ximen Pillow Dream, the two looked at the whole mountainous landforms around the Guardian Camp, Lin Yang suddenly smiled:
"Look, what is this."
Huh.
Following his thoughts, there were countless golden threads of spiritual power in the surrounding air, densely covering the entire sky, which actually enveloped the entire guarding camp.
Ximen Zhenmeng curiously looked at the magical scene around her, and reached out to touch the silk threads. It was actually easy to pass through her body, but she didn't feel any, even if she used her spiritual sense to perceive it, she couldn't perceive it.
"What is this?" The female general looked at Lin Yang suspiciously.
"This is an inscription!" Lin Yang smiled slightly and revealed the answer: "It's also an inscription on the heavenly ranks."
What
Ximen Zhenmeng was surprised again.
The inscriptions of the heavenly ranks are as powerful as mentioned before. The background of the Yi Nixian League can only master a few kinds of them, and they are all small inscriptions like the [Beginner Mind Do Not Forget]. Where can I see such a huge array covering the world? Fight, if this inscription is inspired, wouldn't it be awesome
"Lin Yang, can this inscription help us block Zuoqiu's army?" Ximen Zhenmeng looked at Lin Yang's eyes more and more sweetly.
Who doesn't want his man to be the kind of hero who can save the world.
"Blocking them is naturally unrealistic. After all, this [Water Moon Mirror Flower] inscription requires too much magic to be really arranged. I can only simulate a small inscription formation, but It's enough for Zuoqiu old dog to drink a pot."
Shuiyue Jinghua, under this dreamlike name, is an inscription that is powerful enough to be powerful in the ancient times. This is the last thing Lin Yang, the director of the decisive battle, prepared for that magnificent performance. A gorgeous firework.
The rest is war.
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Decisive battle, just start.
This is the ultimate game between the Heavenly Guards, the Zuoqiu Immortal King and the Nixian Leader, and the careful preparation and arrangement of the three parties need not be said.
With a flash of inspiration on this unknown small realm where Guardian Camp is located, the tens of thousands of martial artists with a strong aura appeared coldly in a place tens of thousands of miles away from Guardian Camp.
Zuoqiu Immortal King Gu Zheng, wearing a purple cloud armor, a unicorn helmet on his head, and a blood-red wind-pulling cloak, his head full of silver hair and long beards exudes this aggressive aura, leading the two immortals Wang and the Soul Burial Army behind him rushed out.
For an instant, the entire sky seemed to be covered with gloomy black clouds, the mountain rain was coming, and the momentum was dignified, and a desolate ghost cry came out from the soul burial army behind him. Without seeing anyone, the soul was buried first. It was terrible. People get chills.
"Master!!"
At this moment, Gu Yuntian next to him showed up on time with the diehard fighters from the Guardian Camp, his face full of delightful expressions that he could finally take revenge, and he wished to rush back to the Guardian Camp to take the damn Lin Yang and Wang ancient fairy king shattered thousands of pieces.
"What's the situation in Guardian Camp?" Immortal King Zuoqiu looked at Gu Yuntian, with only stern determination in his eyes.
"It's business as usual, our people just sent a message, no one will guess our actions today."
"Okay!" Immortal King Zuoqiu nodded, the old yin falcon in the unicorn helmet swept the distant sky fiercely, and with a big wave of his hand, he was so angry.
"Are the other teleportation arrays arranged?" Zuo Qiu asked again.
"Just wait for the Lord to order!" Gu Yuntian replied with his hands.
"Do it!"
Immortal King Zuoqiu spit out two words coldly, and a team of people next to him suddenly came out and directly destroyed the teleportation formation between the back and forth boundaries. Not only here, but soon Gu Yuntian next to him received the message. All the teleportation formations that can communicate with the outside world have been completely destroyed, and even the one in the Guardian Camp has already been manipulated by Gu Yuntian, and it is unable to operate smoothly at this moment to invite reinforcements.
In this way, the small realm where the Guardian Camp is located has really become an isolated island. Even if it crosses the void from the nearest realm, it will take one month at the earliest. By then, the Immortal King Zuoqiu will already be there. Bloodbathed the Heaven-defying Camp, and took the mysterious tower away and flew high.
This is the most foolproof plan!
The rebels looked at the teleportation array completely destroyed, and each of them seemed to let out a long sigh.
A good start.
It's going well!
Below is catching turtles in the urn, ruthlessly occupying the guard against the sky!
What are you waiting for? !
Woo~~
With the sound of a low horn like a beast, the army set off.
After ruining the teleportation formation, the confidence of this group of people was obviously even stronger. They were blowing the trumpets and raising the flag openly, unobtrusively, and marching toward the guard against the sky.
Unlike those heavy armored regiments, the Soul Burial Army is inherently unmatched in speed. These fierce spirits and ghosts are not only amazing in strength but also silent in their actions. They are naturally integrated with the night, and they are simply used to rob homes. The best powerhouse.
Immortal King Zuoqiu took the lead in leading this incomparably powerful army. He had already crushed the Guardian Camp into a flat ground in his heart. The only thing he cares about now is to wait for how to torture Lin Yang's little bunny. Revenge for his grandson, and hate all the ancient family members who have suffered.
In just an hour, the extremely fast Soul Burial Army quietly arrived at the Imperial Animal Garden outside the Guardian Camp, where Lin Yang was tested when he first arrived.
As a member of the Guardian Camp, Gu Yuntian and others certainly know that there are countless pieces of projection crystals distributed here to observe the personal conditions of the soldiers, and now, these murderers who came to the butchery are all honest and upright. Passing under the projection crystal, he even arrogantly cast a series of ferocious eyes and insulting actions.
Some people sneered at the crystal and sneered; some people ran their fingers across their throats and sentenced their opponents to death; the most excessive was the instructor who had been repaired twice, Ao Tianzheng, who directly faced him. A piece of crystal laughed cruelly:
"Hmph! Hope Gu Piff, Lin Yang, your end is coming, be prepared to die!!"
Get ready to die! !
All the elites of the Soul Burial Army are so angry that they have given Ao Tianzheng ample momentum, and they want to get back ten times a hundred times the grievances they had suffered in the Guarding Camp.
And all of this naturally fell into the eyes of Lin Yang and others who were staring at the crystal screen in the Guardian Camp at this moment.
Especially Ao Tianzheng's Jinpeng bird face gave a big close-up, showing that arrogant appearance to the fullest.
"This grandson, hehe... I really don't want to abuse him!" Ying Wuchang was standing among the masters at this moment, a bloodthirsty tongue was slightly dry, and the whole room was full of bloody fighting atmosphere. .
"Lin Yang!" Wanggu Immortal King controls the overall situation, but the specific command of today's decisive battle is completely in Lin Yang's hands: "Can we start?"
"Wait." Lin Yang in the crowd is still wearing a blue shirt, but the Huatian armor lining inside is exuding a majestic light. He calmly looks at the arrogant Zuoqiu army inside the screen. The arc of the corner of the mouth is a nightmare that the enemy never wants to see.
"Let them go through the [Water Moon Love Silk] a few more times, and the effect will be better when the [Water Moon Mirror Flower] inscription is activated."
okay!
Everyone is looking forward to it.
What magical effect will the heavenly inscription Water Moon Mirror Flower arranged by Lin Yang personally have, and how can it stop the 10,000 Soul Burial Demon Army under the command of Immortal King Zuoqiu
The answer, just after a moment.
Lin Yang looked at the distance between the Soul Burial Army and Guardian Camp, and finally nodded slightly to Situ Wan'er:
"Go ahead, Wan'er!"