Chapter 1912 I, Guanyin, Am Free

The cloud of soldiers and evil spirits is a dense and heavy sky hanging low.

Swords, spears, and halberds are a long forest of bloody steel.

Zhong Xi, the emperor of the Great Prison, sits alone in the center of the evil cloud, imprisoning the world.

The huge army formation has become a grinding wheel of flesh and blood, slowly twisting on the vast land.

Time and space are mules and horses, and the five elements are fodder.

What is worn is the law, and what is lost is the blood and qi.

The strong army of the sea clan dies here, just to grind and kill the two top masters!

And in the middle of this huge millstone, there is a peach blossom forest.

It blocks the overwhelming soldiers and evil spirits outside the forest, forming a world of its own, and constructing a small pure land.

But now, the peach blossoms have fallen and the forest is sparse, and the remaining red has turned into dust.

There is a small house made of white paper lanterns in the depths of the peach forest, which also reveals its tracks.

There are two people in the white paper cage.

One is blind and hunchbacked, with an old hat and tattered clothes. Sitting cross-legged on the candlestick, with a fire hanging from his head.

One of them was sitting on a mahogany stool in an elegant posture. His gorgeous clothes were torn in many places, revealing his burnt skin. His complexion was not very good, but he was still handsome.

White candlelight kept flying out of the white paper cage house and out of the peach forest, burning the offensive of the soldiers into a deep pit... but it was also visibly thinner.

Yu Liyang looked outside the white paper cage with a slightly melancholy look, with a temperament of sadness: "I don't know what this place is called yet."

Zhu Sui thought for a while: "Zhu Yang Tomb Mountain?"

Yu Liyang said: "You are really funny."

"Really? A long time ago, Emperor Wu also said this to me." Zhu Sui was rarely a little emotional, and said slowly: "In many long nights, I talked to myself and felt that I was a boring person, until-"

"Stop!" Yu Liyang quickly stopped him: "Old man, don't rush to miss the past, I don't want to die yet!"

"You misunderstood." Zhu Sui glanced at him slowly: "I won't die. I still have three night wandering gods in Linzi."

Yu Liyang: ...

At this moment, the three night wandering gods summoned by Zhu Sui have all died in battle.

Their value cannot be simply regarded as one true god and two false gods.

That night wandering true god can even suppress the Yan Wang Tai Nan Qiao. The two false night-wandering gods killed so many sea clan prodigies like Qi Xiaoqian and Ao Huangzhong that they could not even form an unstable formation.

And beyond their current strength, they all have the possibility of further improvement.

The sixteen false night-wandering gods have determined the limit of mythology. One less death means one less death, and there will never be another.

Zhu Sui has been keeping watch for Qi State. From the time when Emperor Wu of Qi was in power until Qi State achieved hegemony, in this thousand-year history, only ten of his false night-wandering gods died.

Three of them died in today's battle, and the loss is not small.

And his original body is also in danger here. If he is really killed by Zhong Xi, the remaining three false night-wandering gods will have no way forward.

Of course, compared with Yu Liyang, whose life and property are all at stake here, he can indeed laugh at one another.

But this is a bit too infuriating...

Yu Liyang looked at the candlestick and wanted to kick the old man down.

But Zhu Sui used his body as a candle, burning the way to resist the enemy, which allowed them to hold on for so long. This kick was really difficult to make.

However, the next moment, peach petals fell in front of him.

The waves outside the sea clan army formation had already passed through the soldiers and were felt by him.

Yu Liyang took the opportunity to kick the candlestick, kicked out first, and then reminded: "Come down quickly, reinforcements have arrived!"

But this kick still missed.

Zhu Sui had already passed through the white paper cage house and went straight up to the high sky!

His hunched body straightened at this moment, like an endless ancient mountain range, with steep peaks here!

The white flames poured like a waterfall at this moment, burning the world cold.

Zhu Sui, whose body was ignited by white flames, backhandedly raised the burning white paper lantern and faced the Great Prison Emperor who was sitting alone in the middle of the evil cloud: "I gave you a chance! But you don't seem to have seized it!"

I don't know if he was mocking Zhong Xi or Yu Liyang.

The changes came so fast.

Surrounded by the majestic evil clouds, there was a sparse peach blossom forest.

In the peach blossom forest with only a few peach trees left, there was only a lonely peach blossom fairy.

The peach wood bench he sat on alone not only did not bring him company, but made this picture even more lonely.

Yu Liyang then waved his sleeves, walked out of the peach forest, and rushed into the army!

In the fierce and roaring sea of ​​soldiers and evil spirits, he stepped out of a quiet flower path.

Although his gorgeous clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and his Taoist body was injured... he still had endless elegance!

The peach blossom fairy walked on the grass, suddenly like a spring breeze, with fallen petals.

And if the perspective moved higher, above the Great Prison Emperor Zhongxi, you could see the flesh and blood grinding wheel composed of the entire huge army...

Team after team of human cultivators ran on the vast land of Dragon Domain, like feather arrows shot straight down into this "target"!

And there was a loud voice like thunder, rolling in the sky, it was Jiang Wang's voice!

He was fearless and brave, charging into the battle formation first, stepping on the sea of ​​flames, sweeping thunder.

A brave man is enough to defeat ten thousand troops.

"Are you there, the night watchman?!"

"Are you there, Lord Yu Shangqing?!"

In this Saha Dragon Domain hidden in Zen, the thundering sound of the Vajra that subdues the externalists was heard. The rolling thunder was like a punishment from heaven.

In response to him, Yu Liyang laughed unrestrainedly: "I am just enjoying the flowers and waiting for wine in this battle formation, how can it hurt me!"

It was the rolling waves in the thick clouds of soldiers like the deep sea!

From the huge sea clan army formation, there were also countless tributaries, which continued to expand outward and face the reinforcements of these human beings head-on.

However, there are endless human armies knocking on the door outside, and two top warriors are turning the tide inside. How can this formation be completed?

Even if Zhong Xi has the military strategy of Jiang Mengxiong, he may not be able to control the army again.

Under the golden crown, his young face did not move, and he did not respond to Zhu Sui's provocation. He still mobilized the army in an orderly manner, using the endless soldiers to block Zhu Sui, who was covered in white flames, outside.

The sea warriors in the army, at this moment, all contributed themselves without reservation. All the power was given to the Great Prison Lord who shouldered the wind and waves of the sea and smashed the eternal dark vortex with his own hands.

Tens of millions of wills will sink their consciousness to the bottom, and the huge army has only one will to carry out.

There are sea warriors who keep dying, and there are also sea warriors who keep filling in.

The whole formation has completed a perfect division, divided into two formations inside and outside. The inner formation suppresses Yu Liyang alone, while the outer formation is like a silver dragon swinging its tail, howling and intercepting the human reinforcements.

It was only a matter of time before the army collapsed.

But the specific measurement of time was Zhongxi's problem.

The Saha Dragon Realm was difficult to endure, and the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the human race's Huai Island would not be any better.

It was just a matter of who could endure it longer and who would give up first.

He believed that before the ordeal, the sea race could endure it more.

Nothing else.

Can the human race know the suffering of the vast sea? !

At this moment, every inch of urgent time must be watered with blood. All fear, pain, and despair must be endured with tenacity.

Even if I die, I will not retreat, even if I die, I will not retreat!

The clash of weapons was a sonorous symphony.

In this vast and bloody battlefield, no matter whether it was the human race or the sea race, not a single warrior died with his back to the enemy!

Looking around, there was no familiar face.

A team or even a part of the team died, leaving only one person.

The only one left was still charging with red eyes.

The human race and the sea race are fundamentally different, but at this moment they are so similar.

Rumble!

This sound is thunder.

Boom!

This sound is the violent shaking of the sea clan army formation, the majestic evil clouds are constantly rolling, and it is on the verge of collapse!

Just before the collapse, there is a dragon roar!

The dragon roars, and the thunder stops.

No, it is the thunder controlled by Jiang Wang that is plundered. The thunder sound of the outer path Vajra is easily absorbed, and it is swept into a shocking cry that shakes the sky and the sea!

The dragon clan emperor Taiyong has arrived!

In the Yuheng Star Tower, the old dragon of the forest sea imprisoned in the stone chamber is particularly quiet. Not only did he not take the opportunity to struggle and collide with the seal, but he curled up in the corner, his breath quickly sank, and even his breathing was sealed, almost like a fossil.

And Jiang Wang was still wantonly pulling the starlight, as usual, extracting the power of the old dragon of the forest sea without tenderness. He also ignored that the old dragon today only endured silently, neither cursing nor begging for mercy.

He threw himself into the fight, killing the enemy's skulls and boiling blood. As if this would be worthy of the brothers who followed him to this place and died before him.

He killed too fast and rushed too far, almost losing touch with the majority.

Zhu Biqiong and Zhuo Qingru went to one side and helped him to clear the battle.

When the dragon roar occurred, his Vajra Thunder Sound of Subduing the Outer Dao was instantly out of control.

His voice-hearing immortal state was also easily broken!

Fortunately, he had not opened the Avalokitesvara Ear and had not sat on the ear immortal.

The stronger the control of the sound, the more terrifying the backlash at this moment. Even if Taiyong was not targeting him, he was just taking over the battlefield as the emperor. But it was also a kind of confrontation!

This was not the Xuannan Gong in the Shenxiao world, who only descended part of his power.

Taiyong's Taoist body and Dharma body were united, and what he showed at this moment was the peak.

The power of the peak was just a ripple, and it was also a mountain collapse.

Just like a strong wind passing through, it does not deliberately target everything in the world, but the outstanding tree will be destroyed.

Jiang Wang's jade-colored ears cracked with faint cracks. Like two exquisite jades, they have been cracked and are about to shatter.

Buzz buzz buzz~!

There is a reverberation like a huge bell in the ears.

Guanzi ear opens! The ear fairy appears!

Jiang Wang's body fell from a high altitude. He was unable to control himself because he had given everything to resist this residual sound.

Falling on the battlefield where the fighting was fierce almost meant death.

There were countless sea warriors nearby, and they cast spells at this side at the same time, hoping to kill this vicious guy of the human race completely.

Zhu Biqiong, who had been paying attention to Jiang Wang, noticed something wrong at the first time, hugged Jiang Wang in time, stepped on various spells, and the phantom of bone wings spread out behind him.

Rusty bone flying bird!

He held Jiang Wang and fled away in an instant, while his left hand changed rapidly, using healing Taoist techniques to heal Jiang Wang's ears - blood was already flowing out of the ear holes.

Zhuo Qingru did not follow, but he was also far away.

The cracks in Jiang Wang's ears were instantly covered with sealing patterns. But it temporarily sealed the wound to prevent the cracks from expanding further.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

It was like someone was beating a drum in his mind, and the sound was so chaotic!

In that state of confusion, Jiang Wang suddenly remembered the high and ethereal voice he had heard in the Taixu Illusionary Realm a long time ago - [Taixu Envoy, Taixu Five Elements Cultivator Dugu Wudi. You have entered the Hongmeng Space. ]

Vast! Magnificent!

Wonderful, magnificent, and infinite.

The voice of the True Lord, the true words of the Yan Dao.

The inner court cannot hear it, but the gods can speak.

He had already analyzed it, realized it, and knew the Samadhi.

In the ears that were about to break, the faceless ear fairy fluttered his sleeves, suddenly stretched out his sword finger, and chanted: "I, Guanyin, can be free!"

The huge bell and the big Lu became the sound of wind chimes, and then dissipated.

The remaining sound was broken.

Jiang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes turned red gold, escaped from Zhu Biqiong's arms, and once again attacked the sea clan army!

No retreat!

He may not be a good commander, not an excellent military strategist, but he is definitely a reliable comrade.

So for this trip, there is no retreat.

All this can be said to be magnificent.

But in today's battlefield, even the princes of Qi and the peerless geniuses are just a ripple.

What can really determine the outcome of the war is either a large formation and a strong army, or an extraordinary peak!

Tai Yong did not choose to support Longchanling, nor did he care about the Red Eyebrow Emperor Xiyang, but supported Zhongxi as soon as possible, and wanted to kill Zhu Sui and Yu Liyang, the two spent crossbows.

This is undoubtedly the right strategic choice, especially for the war situation in the Saha Dragon Domain.

The ten-thousand-foot-long dragon body is like a mountain range moving across the sky, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning are all its servants.

He didn't even pay attention to Jiang Wang, let alone the struggle in Jiang Wang's ears.

What he saw was the sea clan army that was about to collapse, the Great Prison Emperor who was struggling to maintain, and the nearly dying Zhu Sui and the fading Yu Liyang.

It came at the right time!

The golden dragon scales brought out sparkling light.

The golden dragon eyes, as big as a house, looked at Yu Liyang majestically--

But at this moment, the sound of the tide suddenly sounded.

It was surging and overwhelming.

It was like outside the sky, but it was close to my ears.

Where did the tide come from?

No, that was not the sound of the sea.

The wave has rolled in!

Between Taiyong's golden dragon eyes and Yu Liyang, who was surrounded by the army, there was a red river, like a red silk waved by a god.

At the head of the surging waves of the Blood River, stood a man as tall as a mountain.

He was wearing a blood-colored robe and looked like a middle-aged man. His facial features were still as gentle as what Jiang Wang had seen earlier. But his temperament was no longer as elegant as before. He had a more profound and majestic aura.

Peng Chongjian, the Immortal of Moving Mountains!

No, perhaps he should be called...

The Immortal of the Blood River!

Last year, there was a drastic change in the disaster. The evil ancestor of Bodhi appeared, and the former leader of the Blood River Sect, Huo Shiji, died. The Blood River Sect was in turmoil for a while.

Huo Shiji's legacy, Zhong Xuanzun, inherited the sect, but was once again rejected by Zhong Xuanzun.

So Peng Chongjian was ordered to inherit the sect without dispute.

But what Jiang Wang could not have imagined was.

In just one year, this Immortal of Moving Mountains took that critical step and successfully reached the top!

Was it that Peng Chongjian was too strong, or was the Blood River Sect blessed by heaven?

Of course, these were not important at the moment.

What's important is that Peng Chongjian came, and Peng Chongjian also participated in this war. What's important is that he stopped Taiyong!

Boom!

In the loud noise that sounded like the collapse of the sky, the army formed by the powerful army of the sea tribe finally collapsed!

In the sky, Zhu Sui, surrounded by white flames, had already met Zhong Xi, who was wearing a golden crown and a gorgeous robe.

On the earth, the peerless and romantic Yu Liyang stood up straight, just by spreading his sleeves - with him as the center, countless sea tribe warriors fell down in circles!