With his eyes half-closed, Mr. Lu Da sensed the purple lightning and blue thunder coming from afar, letting go of distracting thoughts and entering into the most transparent self.
At this moment, he forgot whether Gao Lan would intercept the King of Vacuum as he wished, and that no one was bothering the magician Han Guang. He could only see Gurdo, the Great Khan of the Grassland, and the Tianchu Ax in his hand.
Taoist Chonghe, who has the power of horns, is quite envious of Mr. Lu Da. Although his condition has reached its peak and he is ready to go, other thoughts will still flash in his mind, worrying about other battlefields.
The strategy this time is to concentrate the superior forces locally and conduct a lightning battle. If Cui Qinghe and Yun He can quickly deal with the Blood Sea Rakshasa, they will definitely be able to rush back in time to stop the magician's destruction or other plots. Even if the demon clan intervenes, they will Concentrated strength will not lead to defeat, and the battlefield is fixed, which is conducive to the top sects and aristocratic families of the Great Jin Dynasty using their quasi-Dharmakaya combat power to form a balance of power, and maybe even gain a slight upper hand. However, there are two major worries. One is Gao Lan. His thoughts are still unpredictable, whether he will sit idly by and ignore the situation, and secondly, whether the magician Han Guang will plot the Time Knife first or join this battle group.
Chong He suddenly let out a long sigh. There is no way to predict everything in this world. Just like the Hidden Sword Tower, once it is easily breached, it will frighten other top families and sects. The grassroots will fall to the grassland, forming a general trend. Their suppression Sending magic soldiers, their quasi-Dharmakaya combat power will have a great impact. If it decreases or increases, it will be very scary.
Haven't you already thought about it? Let's do everything we need to do as fate dictates. Taoist Chonghe exhaled a breath of turbid air, his mind returned to calm, and he forgot about other things.
The overall situation will definitely not be corrupted
Dark clouds gather in mid-air, as if the sky is hanging low, bringing vast majesty and making people feel insignificant, insignificant compared to the heaven and earth.
Billions of purple lightning and blue thunders mingled into a ball and wrapped around a long-handled giant axe. The latter grew in size with the wind and spanned a distance of several thousand feet, blocking out the sky and the sun and slashing towards Mr. Lu Da.
boom
The thunder was dull. The lightning scattered and the sky was as bright as day. You could clearly see every dark cloud and this long-handled giant axe. It looked like it was made of bronze, simple and majestic. There were nine inscriptions on it, including fire, thunder, and mixed holes. . Like the incarnation of Tao.
boom
In front of the axe, purple lightning and green thunder appeared and died. The void is shattering and recovering. Once struck, the physical body will be torn apart and the soul will be flattened. The power of divine punishment is evident.
Mr. Lu Da opened his eyes, and what was reflected in them was exactly this axe, but it was more complex and subtle. It seemed to penetrate into the basic structure of thunder and lightning and the basic level of all kinds of changes.
This ax has no secrets for him.
One Heart Sword points out. The sword's light was flat, changing subtly, and hit somewhere in the void. Suddenly, the structure of billions of purple lightning and blue thunder disintegrated, disintegrating on the spot, turning into a sea of thunder. Not only did it fail to attack the two of them, it actually blocked Guldo's attack. The dark clouds cleared away, and the morning sun shone down on them, leaving patches of golden light behind.
Guldo felt a little relieved in his heart. The last fight was short. I just felt that the mainland was different, but I didn't study it carefully. Now it seems that he is probably not an ordinary earthly immortal. With his subtle grasp of the qi of heaven and earth, and his thorough understanding of things and changes, it is not too much to say that he is a heavenly immortal. It's just not that powerful.
The stronger the enemy was, the happier Guldo was, and his fighting spirit was high. He struck out another ax from a distance, an ax that was extremely changing and extremely fast.
For a moment, the air current was ignited, and various flames turned into an ocean. Combined with the changes, they rushed towards Mr. Lu Da with the force of a prairie fire.
Even before they come, Taoist Chonghe feels burning. It seems that once they are contaminated even a little bit, their body and soul will be burned and cannot be extinguished.
Mr. Lu Da watched intently, and suddenly, the sword in his hand was swung out at will. The sword light split into pieces, each one thinner than silk, and could not be detected by sensors, and then it slashed out like a rain of flowers in the sky.
Swish, swish, different sounds sounded at the same time, superimposed into one, and the sea of fire that burned like the sky immediately dissipated, and the ax head was hit by the tip of the sword and turned back.
Good luck. Guldo knew that the mainland was extraordinary. He shouted loudly and appeared, a body of heavenly punishment that was dozens of feet tall. It was made of bronze and covered with all kinds of strange traces. It was full of destruction. He stood there, condescending. As if acting on behalf of heaven, the sky suddenly became dark for thousands of miles, dull and oppressive, the light of thunder appeared dimly, and the fire on the earth burned quietly, waiting for the coming of heaven's punishment.
Then he took the axe, holding it with both hands, and struck it down hard like a god of war. Unimaginable heaviness and majestic suction force appeared at the same time.
The ax struck the air like it hit the surface of a lake. Ripples rose up in the void, quickly collapsing and condensing heavily. A rapidly rotating dark vortex appeared in mid-air, absorbing the vortex of light and heat.
The trees and rocks on the ground below all went against common sense and swarmed upwards. A city resisted slightly, and bricks and tiles were thrown into the whirlpool. The same was true for the common heroes and common people.
This ax relied entirely on brute force and the power of the Heavenly Punishment Ax itself. Mr. Lu Da saw the slight changes but was unable to take advantage of them. He straightened the long sword, and the light of the sword was like a shuttle, piercing the core of the dark vortex without any bias.
His skin glowed with a metallic color, and there was an indelible feeling. Compared to other people's dharma bodies, the Geng Metal Immortal Body was so ordinary.
At this moment, four sword lights of red, blue, black and white shot down, and the void suddenly distorted, cutting off the suction of the dark vortex to the earth. Time was like water, and there seemed to be subtle chaos for a moment. It was unclear whether the four sword lights fell on First, Gurdo escaped from the Immortal Killing Sword Formation first.
Matter is transformed into energy, which is majestic and vast, pouring into the dark vortex, and finally fills it up.
The four rushes and Taoists did not pause, each swung their swords, and the four sword lights of red, green, black and white all slashed at Guldo. Without giving him a chance to breathe, Mr. Lu took advantage of the situation to attack, intending to drag Guldo into the Executioner together. sword array
Good Guldo became more and more excited, and the ax flew out like water and mist, banishing the immortals and gods.
As soon as the four sword lights were struck, they all became ordinary and no longer had the power of earthly immortals.
Xuantian Sect.
Taoist Shoujing sat in front of the Time Knife, with a calm expression and long breathing, as if he was patiently waiting for someone.
Deep in the mountains somewhere in the east of the Yangtze River, a child made of pink and jade was crying in distress: No, don’t practice this secret technique, just don’t
His eyes were narrow and long, like those of a snake, and his words were revealed with a hint of ambiguity.
Jin Li, who had high cheekbones and a mole under his right eyebrow, looked helplessly at his wife: "A loving father often loses his son, you tell me."
Shen Ruoxuanpingtingting came over, her waist seemed to be boneless, she smiled and said: "Good boy." If you don't practice, you won't practice. In the past, we had to rely on this secret technique contained in the Demon Emperor's Code to hide it from the strong and sneak into the human race. In the future, we would be able to swagger without even knowing it.
In front of the mountain gate of Zangjian Tower.
Meng Qi calmed down his unknown anger and said no more. Anyway, he had fulfilled his duty of warning. Qiu Wansheng and others no longer doubted his identity and purpose. He will definitely add some precautions secretly, if the faceless devil attacks. At least be prepared so you won't be at a loss.
Time is running out, there's only so much I can do
Just when Meng Qi was about to leave, relying on his guerrilla activities to reverse the Great Evolution Talisman and the Yuanxin Seal, in order to disturb the hearts of the grassland masters and do his part for the righteous path, he suddenly frowned and looked back not far away.
Dark clouds gathered there, and all kinds of brilliance shot into the sky. It gives people the feeling of a group of demons dancing around.
No, they attacked the Hidden Sword Tower first. As expected, there was a problem. Meng Qi immediately escaped to avoid being blocked by the grassland and leftist forces in front of the mountain gate of the Hidden Sword Tower, unable to advance and unable to retreat.
He passed through heavy white clouds and did not stop until the strong wind blew against his face. Hide your figure, open your eyes, and spy on the battle situation.
I saw that outside the Hidden Sword Tower, there were many strong men gathered outside the formation, and they were attacking fiercely, trying to break the formation.
There is a dark blue evil god. There is an immortal whose eyes are as cold as ice, and there is a shaman ancestor god with a string of human heads and skulls hanging on it.
There are also two coffins rolling with blood-yellow mist of death. There is the Bodhisattva of Joy sitting on the ninth lotus platform, confusing yin and yang, a monk like a rich man holding a vajra, and the ferocious golden Buddha behind him with his breasts exposed and his concubine in his arms. .
Meng Qi took a breath, the first three gave him a sense of dharma body. It should be the quasi-Dharmakaya combat power of the top forces, and the Ice Soul Immortal seems to be the earthly immortal relic of the Cao family.
The Cao family is really determined. Meng Qi secretly sighed. In addition, there should be the Nether Emperor Huanxi Bodhisattva and the contemporary Huanxi Buddha who each have magic weapons in their hands. There are three in the top four of the black list, not to mention the Golden Tent Warrior and the Immortal. The other twenty or so masters, who mainly teach shamans, include Hasullah, the leader of the Golden Horde warriors.
What a luxurious lineup. Meng Qi exhaled. If there were no traitors in the Hidden Sword Tower, relying on the mountain guarding formation to suppress the half-step dharma body and heritage of the divine soldiers would not necessarily be insurmountable, but now, it is really worrying.
As soon as the Hidden Sword Tower was destroyed, other aristocratic families and sects who were watching could not help but join the ranks of the grassland, and the momentum was like a mountain collapse.
Meng Qi did not escape, but hid in the sky, spying with his keen eyes, looking for opportunities to see if he could help.
This battle has no personal grudges or feelings of likes and dislikes
Please protect me from my ancestors. Thunderbolt Fire Qiu Wansheng held the Wusheng Sword and bowed respectfully.
Suddenly, the formation changed slightly, and the Wusheng Sword shot out a misty light and rushed into the sword grave.
The sword grave shook, and the remaining sword intent boiled.
After a while, a red Lihuo Sword exuding some Dharmakaya thoughts flew out and joined the sword formation, turning everything it touched into ashes on the spot.
Soon, flying swords that were neither real nor imaginary rushed out from the sword graves elsewhere. Some were condensed with lightning, some were whipped up by strong winds, and some were as heavy as mountains, but they were all extremely deadly.
As soon as the four swordsmen condensed with the remaining sword intent of the Dharma Body Patriarch of the Hidden Sword Tower joined in, the power of the sword formation suddenly increased greatly, and the original shaky one became much more stable.
Qiu Wansheng held the Wusheng Sword in his hand, preparing to join the sword formation and unleash the power of the magic weapon.
At this moment, a silent sword energy like a poisonous snake struck from the side, hiding the power of killing.
But Qiu Wansheng was already prepared and dodged the sword by taking a slight step to the side.
It turned out to be you. Looking at the sneak attack, Qiu Wansheng's eyes flashed with anger.
Although he defended his shortcomings, he had his own calculations in his heart and secretly raised his guard. As expected, Su Meng told him that a master in his sect had degenerated into a faceless demon.
At this moment, what reflected in Qiu Wansheng's eyes was the hatred of the Heavenly Can Sword Nangong. From the beginning, he felt that if there was a faceless demon, it would be this elder who held hatred and failed to make any progress. There were too many reasons for his depravity.
Before Qiu Wansheng finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, and a dark green sword with a cold light was thrust out of his mouth.
And behind him, standing was his direct disciple Jinghong Yizhi Yu Wujiu used a special secret treasure long sword to penetrate Qiu Wansheng's protective treasure and penetrated his head.
The evil beast Qiu Wansheng's eyes breathed fire.
Nangong Hen's strength increased and he blocked the frightened Ma You and Li Sinong. He smiled coldly:
I am not a faceless demon, I am your disciple.
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