Chapter 977 I'm Afraid I Won't Be Able to Keep It

The old man Yue narrowed his eyes and looked towards the top of the city.

On the battlefield, there is still a lot of fighting.

At the same time, the Saints of the Three Religions who were in charge of suppressing luck over the battlefield were always staring at Old Man Yue, paying attention to his every move.

And beside Old Man Yue, the little girl Shiori blinked her eyes at the old man beside her.

Even after so many years, Shiori still hasn't changed at all, she is still the little girl carved in jade at that time.

"Don't walk around, I will go back when I go."

The old man touched Shiori's head.

Shiori blinked her big Kazilan eyes, nodded, and tightly hugged the big dog beside her with her small hands.

The big dog stuck out his tongue and licked Shiori's small face, and then gave the old man a "bark", as if to say: "Just go, I will just fish with this little Luo."

The old man smiled and raised his cane, and knocked on the head of Big Gouzi. When the old man put down his cane, the old man had already disappeared in place.

At the same time, the hearts of the saints of the three religions above the battlefield froze.

The Taoist saint flicked the whisk, which had few hairs, and rivers of Taoist rhyme rolled into the air!

The Buddhist sage recited Buddhist scriptures, and golden scripture shackles fell from the sky, trying to trap the old man tightly.

The Confucian sage kept the wind in his sleeves, and a long black dragon rushed into the air, blocking the old man Yue.

While in the air, the old man just shook his head with a smile, and lightly waved his crutch in his hand, hitting the black dragon's head, causing the dragon to scatter and turn into a rain of ink.

The old man took another step forward, and the chains formed by the scriptures began to jingle, as if they were being pulled continuously, as if they would be broken directly in the next moment

Taking a step forward, Old Man Yue walked forward naturally as if he hadn't seen the golden chain. When Old Man Yue was about to touch that golden chain, the chain broke suddenly, and the golden light scattered down.

The Taoist sage tried to drown him in the Daoyun River, but the old man stepped into that river, and the water was no more than the old man's ankles. When the old man walked out of the Daoyun River, the old man didn't even wet his trousers.

"Why, hasn't that old man come yet? If you don't come, I will accept this Wanli City today."

The old man Yue chuckled, thunder broke out in the sky, dark clouds began to fill the sky, and the sky seemed to be trembling!

People in the two worlds were shocked! A kind of nameless coercion pressed directly on their hearts. Obviously, this coercion was not aimed at them, but they were already short of breath, and cold sweat began to break out on their foreheads.

Jiang Lin raised his head and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, Jiang Lin found that he had a sense of crisis of "running away".

The wind and cloud began to gather around the old man, and when the old man took another step forward, the entire Wanli City fell by a point!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew past, the dark clouds parted, and above the sky, a golden gate of heaven appeared!

"Crack."

The gate of heaven is wide open, and wisps of Taoist rhymes fall down, like immortals singing, like auspicious hovering.

The old man hadn't made a move yet, but he had the faint idea of ​​making a move, and Dao Tiandi resonated with him.

This is the state of refining gods, except Mrs. Qingzhu, which is one of the only ones in the world! They are all old people who survived from ancient times!

"Senior Yue! Let this junior take a look at what the legendary state of refining the gods looks like!"

The soaring old man guarding the Great Wall steps forward! Behind him was the spear intent like a god, as if that little bit of cold light was about to break through the void.

The old man's name is Qin E, he is a veteran of the Ascension Realm and the originator of the world's number one spear sect, the Hongying Sect.

"So it's Qin E."

Looking at Qin E, Old Man Yue stroked his beard with a smile.

"I heard that you traveled around the world after you gave up the position of suzerain three thousand years ago. How about it? It's been three thousand years, have you gained something?"

"The junior is stupid. For three thousand years, he has only comprehended one shot. If you don't mind, please ask Senior Yue for advice."

Even if the other party is an enemy, Haoran's greatest enemy in the world, Qin E still respects the younger generation.

Although the positions of the two sides are different, from Qin E's point of view, this old man who has been fighting gods since ancient times is worthy of the respect of everyone in the world.

"Well, come on, let me have a look." Old Man Yue nodded.

"This trick is called—Cave Heaven!"

After Qin E's words fell, a silver spear appeared in his hand.

The silver gun is an immortal soldier, and has accompanied Qin E for thousands of years.

On the silver gun, textures gradually spread, like cracks appearing in the dry earth, and then golden spiritual power flowed on it.

The entire body of the gun was golden and silver blended together, and the tip of the gun appeared black. This blackness did not come from the silver gun, but that the tip of the spear had already pierced the void.

Qin E held the gun body in his palm, and the silver gun was already trembling excitedly.

A thunderbolt pierced the sky and hit Qin E's gun directly!

"Boom boom boom!"

Thunder fell one after another! There was even a long river of thunder in the air pouring towards Qin E!

This is Thunder Tribulation.

Because a move threatened the world, the heaven and earth avenue naturally descended into a thunder calamity!

But this thunder calamity was completely absorbed by that silver gun.

The silver-white gun body, the golden flow mark, and the blue thunder-tribulation package are attached, and the gun's intent is rising rapidly!

And when the spear intent reached its peak, Qin E threw it with one shot!

Where the silver spear flew past, there were traces of thunder, as if a thunder spear pierced Old Man Yue's heart, trying to pierce the sky again!

This is the full blow of the Ascension Realm old man!

"呲"

The old man Yue just stretched out his hand and tightly held the barrel of the long spear. The long gun was held tightly by the old man Yue, and he couldn't take a step forward!

But the penetrating thunder gun energy had passed through the old man's body and spread thousands of miles away. In the sky, it was clearly daytime, but there was a flash of purple thunder!

But it was only fleeting.

In the end, the thunder on the gun body dissipated, and the gun's power also weakened, and the silver gun stopped in the palm of Old Man Yue.

Throwing down the spear, the old man Yue looked at his palm, the bones of the old palm were already visible.

"That's right, your shot is really good." Looking at Qin E, the old man Yue nodded, "Unfortunately, there is still too much difference between the Ascension Realm and the God Refining Realm, you go down, I don't want to kill you yet , you are entitled to live, otherwise people will always say that I bully the small with the big."

Qin E shook his head: "This junior has no hope of cultivating a god in this life, but since this junior was born as a person of Haoran Tianxia, ​​he will also be a ghost of Haoran Tianxia when he dies."

"good."

The old man Yue stepped forward, Qin E's chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood spewed out!

With a wave of the old hand, the bloody wind on the battlefield rushed towards Qin E.

However, this wind is killing people!

Qin E was haunted by gun intent, and the silver spear returned to Qin E's hand again, and he kept waving the spear in his hand, but his robe was cut again and again, with scars all over his body, and dark red blood overflowed from the wound.

In less than ten breaths, Qin E has already become a blood man.

There is a difference between the Ascension Realm and the God Refining Realm, but it is like heaven and earth.

The old man Yue stretched out his hand, and at the same time, above the sky, a huge palm image suddenly covered him!

Just when this huge palm was about to slap Qin E flat, saints from the Three Religions appeared in front of Qin E, and at the same time, Chen Wei had already returned to the city.

Chen Wei threw away the magic seal in his hand, and Wanli City seemed to be activated. The protective circle was activated in an instant, and the saints of the three religions appeared in three directions of Wanli City with tokens in their hands.

"Boom!"

Faxiang clapped the palm of his hand, and Wanli City moved violently, but he was not injured at all.

Above the barrier of the magic circle, there are yin and yang Pisces swimming, and there are stars shining. When the stars gather, the rays of light weave into a giant net to catch Old Moon.

"The defensive array of Wanli City, which combines the essence of the Yinyang family and the Mohist family, is really good. It's a pity, if the old man hadn't come, everything would be useless."

The old man Yue shook his head, and in an instant, the old man disappeared, replaced by an ancient beast with a length of 100 meters!

Zhongshan God!

The god of Zhongshan regards it as day, shuts down as night, blows it as winter, and calls it summer. Don't drink, don't eat, don't rest, the breath is the wind. Thousands of miles long. In the East of Nothing. Horse body, dragon head, red, at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain.

Because it is almost a god! Care about the word "God"!

This is the last pure blood in the world, and there were not many of them in ancient times.

The old man raised his head and vomited, his breath was breezy, and the strong wind hit the magic circle of Wanli City. When he closed his eyes, the sky and the earth turned dark, and countless stars surrounded the horse.

Open the longan, the world will be clear again!

It's just that Wanli City, which was still in late spring not long ago, is already extremely hot now, and it's already summer!

It is rumored that Zhongshan God in the God Realm can change the weather, influence the avenue, and rule the four seasons. From this point of view, it is true.

"Old man, if you don't come again, this Wanli City will really be destroyed."

The old man raised his dragon head and shouted with a smile not far away.

The next moment, Old Man Yue breathed out his hot air into the sky, and several meteorites fell directly towards Wanli City!

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The magic circle of Wanli City blocked meteorites one after another, and the yin and yang Pisces moved them thousands of miles away, but the magic circle will eventually run out.

If no one can stop Old Man Yue, then when the magic circle is exhausted, it will be the day when Wanli City will be destroyed!

The saints of the Three Religions moved slightly, and a ray of light was released from the Wanli City Magic Circle in an attempt to counterattack, but the old man just bowed his head and breathed out, and the breath of ice and snow collided with the ray of light.

Like a tug-of-war, the two pure energies resisted each other, and the aftermath of the radiated waves oscillated into circles of light one after another!

In the end, Old Moon completely suppressed that ray of light, and his icy-cold breath bombarded the city barrier!

It's not over yet, the old man Yue stepped up on the clouds, the spiritual power of the avenue kept gathering, and a huge long sword formed by the spiritual power was suspended in the sky above Wanli City.

"Broken..." Old Man Yue pressed down with his palm.

A giant long sword as high as a mountain pierced straight down!

Looking at the gigantic sword that seemed to destroy the world, the faces of the saints of the Three Religions turned pale. They were ready to integrate their flesh and blood into the protective circle for the final resistance!

"Hey, everyone doesn't have a few years to live, so why bother to bully other people's juniors."

Just when the sword was about to break through the formation, an old man's sigh came from afar.

A yellowed book came quietly. The book was suspended in the sky above Wanli City. The tip of the giant sword was on top of the book, and the pages of the book kept turning.

A huge long sword, a small book you can hold in your hand.

And this is like an elephant trying to step down with one foot, but an ant lifts up the elephant's leg!

Within three breaths, the book shattered, and the appearance of the long sword also dissipated.

The sky was clear, as if nothing had happened.

"teacher"

Learning not to raise his head, he shouted with joy.

At this time, an old scholar walked step by step with his hands behind his back and stood above Wanli City.

"Old thing, long time no see." The old man Yue turned into a human form, but the coercion around him did not decrease a bit.

"Long time no see, old guy." The old scholar sighed softly, and took back the book suspended in the air.

Seeing that his scriptures were already in tatters, with only a few broken pages left, the old man felt a little distressed.

"You know what happened to Gui back then, right?" Old Man Yue asked, but the killing intent flashed in his eyes, so cold.

"I know." The old man nodded, "I was also responsible for that incident back then."

"So?" Old Man Yue said flatly.

"We're sorry for Gui, but if I were to choose again, I should do it again." The old scholar looked directly into Old Man Yue's eyes without a moment's deviation.

Above Wanli City, the strongest of the two worlds looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

"This is you."

After a long time, Old Man Yue shook his head and walked out of the city leaning on his cane.

"Since you're here, I won't be able to attack today, but old man, I'll settle the score with you."

Old Man Yue's voice came slowly, but the figure of the old man could no longer be seen.

Under Wanli City, Yaozu Tianxia began to withdraw its troops.

Haoran Tianxia has no spare energy to pursue.

Even when Yaozu Tianxia withdrew its troops, the minds of the monks in Haoran Tianxia were still blank, holding bloody weapons tightly in their hands, and the whole body was trembling.

It wasn't until Yaozu Tianxia really left, and it was no longer possible to kill a carbine, that someone let go of their last breath one after another.

Some people fell to the ground with their last breath, and fell into a coma exhausted.

The monks of Haoran carried each other and returned to the city one after another. When they returned to the city, they were all speechless. They just lowered their heads, their eyes trembled, and they still held their weapons tightly, as if they couldn't feel their own existence at all.

Two hours after the two armies withdrew, people began to go to the city to find their relatives and friends.

With luck, maybe he was just injured and passed out.

But most of them, all they could find was the corpse covered in blood.

Broken military flags, damaged weapons, stumps and short bodies, the corpses of the monks of the Yaozu and the monks of the mighty world are scattered all over the battlefield.

Jiang Lin was still standing where he was, overlooking the endless battlefield.

In this battle, no one knows who will win.

Or rather, no one wins.

In the evening, Wanli City held another meeting.

The old scholar walked into the conference room, bowed to everyone, and then said:

"Wanli City, I'm afraid I won't be able to defend it."