"I really can't break the Heavenly Immortal Sword Formation, but this friend from the Holy Land of Martialism has a way."
"Am I right, Jiang Qi kills little friend?" Murong Mingtian turned around with a smile, and looked at the handsome young man behind him, covered in talismans.
"Murong Mingtian, remember what you promised me, if you dare to go back on it, I will let you know what real destruction is." Jiang Qisha glanced at Murong Mingtian indifferently, without the slightest respect in his eyes, on the contrary There was also a touch of contempt.
After saying this, he ignored the expressions of the crowd, and walked straight through Murong Mingtian to the front of the army.
At this moment, the faces of Murong Niekong and the others were very ugly. Someone dared to speak to their ancestors like this. As juniors, they really couldn't bear it.
However, under Murong Mingtian's advice, none of them dared to say anything more. After all, they also knew very well that the origin of this young man named Jiang Qizao, not to mention his strength, just his identity , let the people of Zhuxian Archipelago be afraid of it.
Seeing that Jiang Qisha walked out, Chu Feng frowned slightly. What he was most afraid of was that the people from the Holy Land of Martialism would interfere, but now, the other party is still going to interfere.
"Fuyan, that's what you said, the person from the Holy Land of Martial Arts, right?" Fairy Piaomiao asked Qiushui Fuyan beside her. She obviously noticed that Jiang Qi's killing was not easy.
"His attire is indeed the same as the people I and Chu Feng saw that day, but his strength is stronger than those two. I really don't know how many people in the Holy Land of Martialism came to my Eastern Sea Region." Qiushui Fuyan also frowned slightly, and she was most afraid that the people from the Holy Land of Martialism really joined forces with the Zhuxian Islands.
"I'm not afraid of Murong Mingtian, let alone the Zhuxian Islands, but people in this holy land of martial arts have to guard against it."
"Piaomiao Xianfeng, passed down from ancient times, as the guardian of this place, although I can't completely grasp everything here, I know that there are hidden treasures here."
"If the people of the Holy Land of Martialism want to intervene, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect it." Fairy Piaomiao's face was dignified at this moment, and her sharp eyes were staring at Jiang Qisha.
At this moment, Jiang Qisha stood in front of the army, holding an ancient book that was one meter long. The book was very thick. I didn't know what was recorded in it. His eyes are placed in his heart, but he is truly defiant.
"Xiangu, then..." Hearing this, Qiu Shui Fuyan was also worried, and in a hurry, she grabbed Fairy Miao Miao's hand.
"Don't worry, what I'm worried about is the people from the Holy Land of Martialism. After all, that land is mysterious and unpredictable, and there are many experts. If there are really experts here, it is really difficult for us to deal with it."
"But if it's just this doll, and you want to break open the Heavenly Immortal Sword Formation of My Misty Immortal Peak, it would be a bit whimsical."
"Besides, if this formation really breaks through, I won't be stubborn enough to defend it with all my might. After all, you still have so many lives to accompany me. If I really can't resist, I will do my best to lead you out of a bloody path. Leave this place." Fairy Piaomiao said these words very calmly, and it could be seen that she had already made a plan.
But at the same time, it can be seen that she is not completely sure to resist Murong Mingtian and others.
"Swish"
At this moment, Jiang Qisha actually closed his eyes, and the speed at which he flipped through the books suddenly accelerated, only to see the pages of the writing, like the wind, flipping in his hands, and at the same time there was a strange layer upon layer. The breath also emanated from the ancient book.
"Om" suddenly, the book was shining brightly, like tomorrow, and it was difficult for the people nearby to open their eyes.
"Uncle Fu!" Immediately after, Jiang Qisha shouted again, only to hear a loud "Boom", the book in his hand changed, and turned into a gate with a height of more than a thousand meters.
The gate is too big, going up into the clouds and down into the sea, standing between the heavens and the earth, like a ladder linking the heavens and the earth.
And the shape of the gate is also very strange, just like the attire of Jiang Qisha, it is covered with talisman paper depicting strange talismans, giving people a rather gloomy feeling.
"All the people present, except those in the Martial King Realm, have instilled all of your life force into this gate." Jiang Qisha said.
It's just that as soon as he said this, tens of millions of people watched each other, and no one listened to his words. The power of life is not a joke. It is not just to instill cultivation, but it involves the origin. Yes, if it doesn't work, it will die. Who would easily hand over the power of life to others? Especially this kind of formation is very strange from the outside.
"Everyone, I asked you to come here today, not really asking you to fight with Misty Immortal Peak."
"You also saw the Immortal Sword Array that day. If we attacked violently, I am afraid that no matter how many we have, it will be difficult to capture. In the end, it will just be a waste of life."
"However, the reason why I asked you to come here is naturally that I need you. At this moment, it is the time when you need your strength."
"So everyone, don't hesitate, pay homage to your life force, don't worry, I, Murong Mingtian, guarantee by my personality, this formation only needs your strength to activate, it will not affect your cultivation, let alone It will take your lives." Murong Mingtian said.
"Follow the orders of the ancestors." As soon as he said this, everyone in the Zhuxian Islands took the lead in responding. One by one, they no longer hesitated, and they poured out their own life force and poured them into the weird gate.
"Swish" followed closely, and the armies of the three major demon clans, under the signal of the three patriarchs, paid tribute to their own strength.
For a time, layers of invisible and powerful forces began to merge into the gate full of spells. Under this change, the countless pieces of talisman paper pasted on the gate began to glow slightly. And the light became more and more bright, and the spell on the talisman paper even began to creep slowly, as if it had gained life.
At this moment, Jiang Qisha kept his eyes tightly closed, until the talisman paper above the gate had begun to vibrate violently, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "Ten thousand talisman formations, open!!!! "
"Aw~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~." As soon as he said these words, a strange roar broke out from the gate, followed by a figure that shot from the gate. out.
This figure, more than three meters high, in the shape of a beast, holding a long spear, has a strong aura, and it is actually the peak of Wu Jun.
"Ow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" followed by, several roars sounded one after another, I saw that the spell above the gate kept changing, and tens of thousands of figures exploded one after another. Shot out, both in form and strength, are exactly the same as the previous monster.
At the end, when the gate was quiet, almost everyone present couldn't help but take a deep breath, because at this moment, there were tens of millions of powerful monsters standing in front of the gate.
Tens of millions of the powerhouses at the peak of Martial Monarch, this number is really terrifying! ! ! (To be continued)