call out!
Chu Qing stood in the air, and there were a series of golden shuttles flying back and forth like birds around her body. Above those golden shuttles, there was an extremely fierce aura. When they flew by, even the void was marked out. .
Chu Qing was at the center of the battlefield, and it was naturally extremely easy to attract countless besieges, but when those fierce Origin Qi offensives whizzed in, they would all be broken open by those golden shuttles.
His complexion was condensed, and Jin Shuo occasionally turned into a golden light, which would penetrate the body of a strong saint palace.
However, even though the situation was still deadlocked, Chu Qing didn't dare to relax at all. Instead, his brows were slightly frowned, because that kind of Saint Race team had not yet appeared on the battlefield.
"kill!"
In front of that, there were also several late Heavenly Sun Stage formations rushing towards him.
But this time, Chu Qing did not wait for Chu Qing to take action. Suddenly, a billowing green smoke swept from behind. In the green smoke, there were countless sparks blooming. In the next moment, there was a red fire swept through the green smoke, directly with the few Heavenly Suns. Clash together later.
boom!
The loud sound resounded like thunder, and the several late days of the Heavenly Sun Realm all retreated in embarrassment, and their whole bodies were burnt to blackness.
Chu Qing turned his head, and saw a blue smoke turning into a figure on his side.
It was a middle-aged man with bare feet and a cigarette stick in his hand, just like an old farmer in a field.
When Chu Qing saw him, he slightly clasped his fists: "Senior Brother Mu Wuji."
If Zhou Yuan were here, he would be a little surprised, because this Mu Wuji was also his old deceased. Back then, when he went to Cangxuanzong from the vast continent, Mu Wuji was his guide.
At that time, Mu Wuji was only in the realm of God's Palace, but after these years of cultivation, he had clearly reached the peak of the Heavenly Sun Realm, and now he was among the best in the realm of Heavenly Sun of Cangxuanzong.
Mu Wuji looked at the chaotic battlefield and said solemnly: "Junior Brother Chu Qing, the people in the holy palace are too desperate and feel something is wrong, and the holy race team has never done anything."
Chu Qing nodded slightly and said, "I'm afraid this will be our last battlefield."
Mu Wuji's heart sank slightly.
"I have arranged Senior Sister Qing Chan. Once the situation is wrong, I will let her scatter and flee with the disciples of Cang Xuanzong. As for the others, I can't control too much." Chu Qing said slowly.
"What about you?" Mu Wuji asked.
Chu Qing grinned and said, "Of course I want to stay and play with Li Xuan."
From Chu Qing’s eyes, Mu Wuji could see some murderous air. Obviously, he was planning to stay and die with Li Xuan. After all, Cang Xuantian would have the current situation.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
Li Xuan is the culprit.
Mu Wuji was silent for a moment, and said: "You can't die here. You are the second evildoer of my Cang Xuan Sect in the past century. Only if you live, will I be able to make my Cang Xuan Sect stronger in the future."
"Who is the first?" Chu Qing said.
"Of course it's the boy Zhou Yuan. He was the one who brought me into the mountain gate." Mu Wuji was a little proud, but he immediately felt that something was wrong and gave Chu Qing a glance: "Don't divert the topic for me!"
Chu Qing laughed: "Junior Brother Zhou Yuan, then I'm convinced, after all, he is the first person to gather my Cangxuanzong seven arts in his hands."
But he was looking at Mu Wuji's increasingly serious face, and he could only helplessly say: "Brother, I must stay, otherwise I'm afraid Cang Xuanzong's people can't escape much."
"I also want to keep a useful body, but circumstances don't allow it."
"Then Li Xuan, except for me, you can't stop at all. What's more, the two captains of the Saint Race team have never taken action. They seem to like to watch us fight each other, or that they disdain..."
Hearing this, Mu Wuji was also somewhat silent, with a sad expression on his face.
"In the past, we really sat on the well to watch the sky in that Cang Xuan Tian... The strength of our Cang Xuan Tian, compared with other heavens, is far worse."
Chu Qing also sighed lightly. This is something that can't be done. Cangxuantian is weak. This is not something that can be changed in a short time. Unless, Cangxuantian will be able to produce a real powerhouse standing on the peak of the heavens in the future. Only that existence can change Cang Xuantian's situation.
But Chu Qing also understood that this extravagant hope was too unrealistic.
After all, even the ancestor Cang Xuan couldn't do this.
Chu Qing looked up and looked at the steep mountain peak in the distance of the Grand Canyon. There, three figures could be vaguely seen. They were Li Xuan and the two captains of the Saint Race team.
He clenched his fists and his eyes were cold: "What on earth do you want to do?"
...
"Two seniors, what are we waiting for? Now is a good time to catch them all at once." Li Xuan couldn't help but ask while looking at the huge battlefield.
At this time, their holy palace was fighting fiercely with the forces of Cang Xuantian. In a short moment, their holy palace also paid a great price. Many disciples fell into this canyon and were swallowed by the billowing river.
But the team of the saints, as well as Jimo and Wei Tuo, were still standing still.
Li Xuan wasn't the disciples who were heartbroken, but these were all the power in his hands. If he lost more, he would have less weight.
Jimo ignored Li Xuan. He was holding a crystal ball that was crystal clear and translucent. At this time, there were blood-red light spots in the crystal ball.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
When it came out, it gradually caused the crystal ball to become scarlet.
He stared for a long while, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Junior Brother Li Xuan, didn't you ask me before, why did you force Cang Xuantian's men and horses here before you started to do it?" Jimo seemed to be in a good mood at this time and said with a smile.
Li Xuan immediately showed some curiosity just right.
Jimo pointed to this grand canyon and said with a smile: "That's because there is a high-level ancestral branch hidden deep in the bottom of this canyon."
"High-level ancestral qi branches?!" Li Xuan's heart was shocked. They had also explored some ancestral qi branches before, but all of them were low-level, but even so, they also benefited from it.
And the low-level branches are so powerful, and the middle-level branches will naturally be stronger.
As for the senior ancestral qi branch? Li Xuan really didn't expect it.
But right now, Jimo actually told him that there was a high-level branch hidden deep in the Grand Canyon. How could this not shock him.
"How did Senior Brother Jimo know?" Li Xuan couldn't help but asked. He didn't sense any unusual fluctuations here. Why was Jimo so sure
Jimo smiled faintly, and said: "My holy clan's understanding of Gu Yuantian is much better than your five days."
Among the saints, they generally call the remaining five days, which are all called the next five days, and their saints occupy the four days, which is naturally the upper four days. From this it can also be seen how high the saints are, looking down All races.
"However, the high-level branches here are extremely hidden, and it is impossible to force them out with ordinary methods. You can only actively lure them out..."
Jimo smiled unpredictably. He pointed to the bloody battlefield not far away and smiled: "They are the bait."
Li Xuan's face twitched slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Jimo wants to use this as a battlefield to induce a disaster and turn out that high-level branch?"
Jimo smiled and nodded.
Li Xuan admired: "Brother Jimo is really a good calculation!"
But the heart was bleeding with heartache, because many people in their holy palace were also damaged by this.
Jimo didn't pay attention to what Li Xuan was thinking. He put away the crystal ball and looked at the battlefield with a smile, with a soft tone, but the killing intent in it caused the surrounding space to become cold.
"almost... "
"Do it, this time you don't need a captive, just kill it."
As he waved his palm down, behind him, there was a figure slowly rising into the air.
A terrifying sense of oppression spread out like a tide, enveloping the entire Grand Canyon.
(End of this chapter)