Chapter 1450 Sacrificial Sword

"Roar~~~"

The orc army attacks.

At the foot of the mountain, the attacking crowd was like a tide, and it was almost impossible to see clearly. The whole earth was trembling, and in an instant, countless half-orc warriors strangled with the players. They were still level 355 mountain and sea level monsters, but their attributes were much higher than that of food monsters. The ghouls and earth fire ghost soldiers were much stronger, so after a few seconds of contact, many human defenses were unable to hold back, some small and medium-sized guilds' strikers were even bloodbathed, and the half-beast crowd began to infiltrate continuously, approaching Li The foot of the mountain.

Of course, it is easy to approach, but it is difficult to go to Lishan Mountain. The dense mountain atmosphere is there, and these half-orcs may be crushed into a pile of meat sauce the moment they step into Lishan Mountain.

...

"Lin Xi."

I followed Senior Sister Yun's words and sent Lin Xi a message: "Everyone be careful, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as simply spawning monsters, there will be a killer move from the throne."

"knew."

She immediately alerted everyone in the guild, and this news will soon spread to many guilds.

...

With the attack of the orc army, the battle lasted for about half an hour. Finally, Lin Hai's voice came from the distant sea of ​​clouds, saying, "Fan Yi, why don't you discuss with the orc king and serve food for Mount Li?" ?”

"Yes, Lord Lin Hai."

A throne was suddenly knocked out in the sea of ​​clouds. Fan Yi, who was high above the throne, held the double pearl sword in one hand, and pressed the armrest of the throne with the other, and lowered the whole throne at a high speed, and finally came to the ground. Armored, blood-red eyes of the Beast King stood side by side, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, the Beast King, should this human race be extinct?"

"Should!"

The half-orc king looked awe-inspiring, held a golden battle ax in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "When Xuanyuan was the emperor, the human race has been coveting the territory of my half-orc clan, and even sent scouts to hunt and kill my clansman time and time again. Cannibalize my territory, now that Xuanyuan should die, the whole human race should pay for it!"

"It's so good."

Fan Yi smiled slightly: "Nowadays, the new emperor of the human race casts four mountains and wants to rely on the mountains of the world to keep our Holy Demon Legion's army out. Lishan, the second time to break the Nanyue Luming Mountain, so, can His Highness borrow something from Xiaosheng, with this thing, Xiaosheng may be able to make the northern Lishan Mountain collapse a few mountains, reducing their mountain atmosphere."

The half-orc king frowned and said: "Master Fan Yi is one of the ten thrones, he owns half of the world's cultural fortune, and he is the person that Lord Lin Hai relies on, so why bother to borrow what you want, just take it, I am a half-orc Isn't the family the human race that picks and searches?"

"So much better."

Fan Yi lightly folded his fan and clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "What Xiaosheng wants to borrow is nothing more than the millions of lives of the orc army."

"What?!"

The half-orc king was taken aback: "Master Fan Yi...are you joking?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Fan Yi smiled slightly: "Don't forget, Your Highness, you have already agreed just now, so, no matter how much Fan Yi has, he has to take it for himself."

"..."

The half-orc king trembled all over, held his battle axe, looked at the slowly rising throne, and roared angrily, "Fan Yi, you lunatic, what on earth are you trying to do?"

"It's just a sacrifice."

Fan Yi has already ascended to the throne, with nothing but indifference to the half-orc king in his eyes. He held out a book slip and said with a smile: "This book is called the Rituals of Life and Death. It was written by me, Fan Yi. Tsk tsk, it can be said to be a wonder in the world, now, borrow the energy and lives of millions of half-orcs to sacrifice my double-pearl sword, and may my sword succeed in creating mountains!"

As he spoke, he suddenly lifted his palm, and countless golden threads of the letter in his hand rushed down from the throne, and then closely connected with the altar of the half-orc warrior who was about to launch an attack in the map of the frontier forest. Millions of golden threads Stretching between the sky and the earth, it was quite spectacular, and when I opened the eyes of the ten-directional fire wheel, I suddenly saw the expressions of the implicated half-orc warriors. They were pulled away continuously, following the golden thread, and their bodies collapsed to the ground one by one, their blood was evaporated and turned into corpses.

"Fan Yi!"

The half-orc king was devastated. This time he led his group out, and there were millions of soldiers serving for the strange demon army, but he did not expect that this would be the scene in front of him. Here, the cunning rabbit is about to kill the dog before he is dead. In an instant, except for nearly a million half-orcs who entered the Lishan territory and came into close contact with the player, all the other half-orcs were "killed"!

In the blink of an eye, millions of lives were successfully sacrificed, and the golden thread was suddenly withdrawn, and finally turned into strands of golden cyclones that contained majestic vitality and hovered around the double-bead sword. Fan Yi was really disgusted, and he was so proud Laughing, raised the double-pearl swords high, and silently circulated the air mechanism, and said with a smile: "The sacrifice has been completed, the divine sword contains the power of heaven, you two sword spirits who are deeply in love with each other, still don't open your eyes?"

Then, the heads of Feng Buwen and Zhenxin who had been refined in the Double Pearl Sword opened their eyes together.

"okay!"

Fan Yi raised his long sword, leaped high, made a slashing gesture with a sword, and laughed loudly: "Bai Yiqing doesn't hear the wind, and still doesn't take the sword?"

Feng Buwen looked calm, pointed the white jade sword forward in his hand, and said: "Everyone, take the sword with me!"

"boom--"

Above the sky, the sword that refined millions of souls was blasted out under Fan Yi's sword. The sword light poured for hundreds of miles, and hit the mountain and water restriction above Lishan Mountain heavily. The atmosphere of the mountains keeps collapsing over time, this sword is too strong, even stronger than the swords of Lin Hai and Fertuna who were in the Ascension Realm before!

In a blink of an eye, nearly half of the mountain atmosphere in the sky collapsed, and cracks continued to appear in the mountain and water barrier less than a mile away from us. If we penetrate again, this sword will actually fall on Beiyue Lishan. up.

In front, the golden body of Siyue Mountain Monarch was surrounded by smoke, and they were all trying their best to resist the sword.

"Senior Sister?"

I looked at Senior Sister Yun at the side, it seemed that only Senior Sister Yun could resist the sword with her sword.

But she shook her head slowly, and said to me softly in her heart: "I can't draw the sword, because... Senior Sister also wants to meet the sword that belongs to me. If I draw the sword now, Senior Sister may not be able to block it after a while." Stop, let the human race four mountains bear the sword that should be borne by the human race four mountains."

"Um."

I nodded heavily, stood up majestically, with the aura of a real dragon flowing all over my body, and said, "Is there any way to solve it?"

"There is a law to solve it."

A mountain god with a solid golden body stepped out from a side peak, dressed in military armor, holding a golden sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "The mountain god of Jinxian Mountain, Lin Rufeng, the God of Kamikaze, is willing to blew his golden body to die for the country!"

"Kamikaze!"

Beiyue Shanjun Guan Yang suddenly looked back: "No!"

While he was speaking, the mountain god of Jinxian Mountain had already detonated his golden body with a smile. With a loud bang, the whole mountain trembled, and countless fragments of the golden body rushed to the sky like a rain of stars, making up for the atmosphere of the mountains in the air that was split by Fan Yi's sword missing.

But still not enough.

Another old man walked out of the ancestral temple on the mountainside, with a strong divine aura, he smiled slightly: "The mountain god of White Wolf Mountain, Zhang Xianlin of Luhua Academy, is willing to blew his golden body to die for the country!"

"boom--"

There was another loud bang, and the second second-rank mountain god who self-destructed and made up for the atmosphere of the four mountains also passed away with the wind.

Immediately afterwards, another seven or eight mountain gods stood up. They would rather fall completely than the formation of Siyue be destroyed by Fan Yi's sword!

...

Watching the golden bodies explode one after another, turning into countless pieces of golden bodies to make up for the sky filled with mountains, I, the Emperor of Flowing Fire, stood blankly in the wind, trembling all over.

"Want to cry?"

On the side, Senior Sister Yun's beautiful eyes were reddish, she looked at me infatuatedly, and said: "This is the human race. In any era, when the world is about to collapse, there will always be someone who will come forward..."

I clenched my fist: "They won't die in vain!"

"Yes, they will not die in vain!"

Senior Sister Yun also looked towards the sky.

In the front, Feng Buwen was on his own, raising the white jade sword in his hand and pointing it at Fan Yi. The mountains and rivers in his body formed a galaxy-like atmosphere, which kept rushing into the air. In terms of strength, Feng Buwen, the mountain lord of Xiyue, could bear it. The most, but at this time, with the self-destructive cultivation of each mountain god, Fan Yi's sword power was disintegrated by half, and Siyue could easily block the rest.

In the end, the sword light that Fan Yi slashed disappeared, and the atmosphere of the mountains in Beiyue was completed again, but the aura was slightly weaker than before. After all, several high-ranking mountain gods had been lost.

"If you don't hear the wind, are you angry?" Fan Yi smiled.

Feng Buwen frowned, "A gentleman will not do what you do!"

"Gentleman? Hahahaha~~~~"

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "I don't hear the wind, I don't hear the wind, you and I are both Confucian disciples, but you really haven't noticed that there is a big problem with Confucian learning? Make rules for yourself, draw a prison for yourself, But if you abide by the rules, what can you do if others don’t? Confucianism has not been able to monopolize the world for so many years, it is nothing more than the benevolence of a woman!"

Feng Buwen flicked his sleeves, retreated to Senior Sister Yun and me, and stopped talking.

...

"Fan Yi, you bastard!"

Amidst the sound of cursing, a figure rose into the sky. It was the half-orc king, holding a golden battle-axe in his hand. His body drew an arc. The light of the battle-axe soared, and he slashed straight at Fan Yi on the throne, roaring: "You Destroy my race, I will never give up!"

"Yo? There are still voluntary raises?"

When Fan Yi looked back, he couldn't help laughing, raised his double-bead sword, and burst out a ray of sword energy with a "chi", directly piercing through the body of the half-orc king, and then slammed the sword vigorously at Feng Buwen, and said with a smile: "The wind does not smell, since this king has already drawn his sword, I will reward you with another sword!"

"Shua!"

The half-orc king was already dead in mid-air, but his cultivation was detonated by Fan Yi's sword light, and it directly hit the landscape barrier above Lishan, blasting a small gap, although not fatal, but But it's disgusting enough.