Chapter 938
In the current lineup of the Daoist Palace in Huangzhou, Yuan Hong leads the battle formation of the Great Heavenly Gang, and holds the sacred artifact, the Immeasurable Ruler. His attacking power should be the strongest under the holy realm.
What's more, Yuan Hong shot with anger, in order to avenge Taihang Mountain's blood, he shot mercilessly. In an instant, many strong people who knew Shengya were shot to death on the spot.
"Array!" Ge Feng never forgot to shout when he fought with the nine people from Qinzhuang. Back then, the nine people from Qinzhuang fought with the holy sword, and no one could stop them. Feng can still do it.
The figures of the sages of Zhisheng Cliff flickered and walked, calm in the face of danger, and began to line up.
"Roar..." Ape Hong roared up to the sky, the body of the golden demon ape became even bigger, his footsteps stepped on the sky and the earth, and the void shook. Hiroshi is not good at immeasurable rules, but there are immeasurable avenues in the immeasurable ruler, which can amplify the attack and become infinite and infinite.
The strong man of Zhisheng Cliff only felt that the sky was covered by the sun, and the endless shadows slashed down from the sky, just like the doomsday. Even the top sages holding the holy artifacts could not block this kind of attack.
A loud noise came out, and another group of strong men were annihilated under the shadow of the ruler, and were suppressed and killed.
In the far distance, on the top of a cliff of Zhishengya, a group of strong men gathered together and appeared there. The person in the front was an old man with white hair and white beard, who was a veteran of Zhishengya who had practiced hard for many years. The older generation of strong men finally gave up because they failed to attack the holy way many times.
The place between his brows is shining brightly, with unparalleled spiritual power emanating from it. In the center of his brows, there is a sacred artifact of the spirit system, which is the holy treasure of Zhisheng Cliff. At this time, the powerful men standing behind him, All the mental power surged towards the white-haired old man's eyebrows, and suddenly an astonishing aura formed in the surrounding world, and the coercion enveloped Zhisheng Cliff.
The mountains are misplaced, the boulders on the surface move horizontally, and endless rocks are extended, blocking the buildings and palaces under the Zhisheng Cliff, and sealing them underground. The sky under the cliff is completely isolated from the battlefield to protect their safety.
"Guardian of the earth veins." The white-haired old man spit out a voice, the tyrannical aura was incomparable, Yuan Hong glanced over there, and stepped forward, at the same time, above the sky, a terrifying monster appeared. The black dragon roared, the giant python swallowed black mist, the tortoise froze the world, and many top monsters appeared on the battlefield.
This time, Ye Futian not only led the Dao Palace powerhouses, but also a powerful monster army.
In the Holy Dao Palace in Huangzhou, there are top figures who are good at controlling beasts.
"Connections." The white-haired old man shouted again, and suddenly stone figures in rock armor appeared, guarding all directions in Zhisheng Cliff.
"Bang." The sky and the earth trembled, and Yuan Hong stepped forward step by step, trampling everything.
Seeing Yuanhong approaching with the battle formation of Tiangang, the white-haired old man pushed his spiritual willpower to the limit, and a terrifying storm blew up above the sky, and a sacred brilliance appeared. Under the storm, a boundless giant The figure appeared, as if summoned from the sky, like a god.
"Guardian of Tianmai." The white-haired old man's voice trembled, as if the consumption was extremely terrifying, and the figure that was summoned shone with extremely bright brilliance, just like a real holy light.
Suddenly, the eyes of the white-haired old man became extremely strange, and the summoned Tianmai Guardian also opened his eyes, extremely strange.
He stretched out his hand towards the back, and suddenly a dazzling light appeared from Zhisheng Cliff, and it fell directly into the palm of Tianmai Guardian. It was a hammer of a sacred weapon, and a terrible holy light erupted from it.
"It's such a strong breath." Ye Futian glanced at the mountain-like guardian of the Tianmai and the hammer of the holy weapon, knowing that Shengya is the first inheritance place in Yuzhou, so naturally it will not be too weak, even if it is not as good as the Great Zhou Dynasty. Ye Futian still didn't underestimate him at all, so he not only asked his teacher Dou Zhan to lead top figures from the barren state to join him, but also used an army of monsters to join the battle.
Otherwise, it would not be so easy to win Zhisheng Cliff.
The level of the Holy Realm is not difficult, but he never thought of letting the village chief participate in the slaughter from the very beginning. , is the real disaster.
Of course, although Zhishengya is not weak, the most holy palace today is not the same as it was back then. This battle has not yet had time to summon the top forces in Yuzhou to participate in the battle.
So this battle, they must win.
At this time, the summoned Tianmai Guardian held the holy artifact and smashed it down towards Yuanhong, and nine days of thunder came down in the sky, accompanied by the hammer of the sacred artifact.
Yuan Hong did not dodge, the body of the golden giant ape stood upright like a mountain, and the power of the battle formation flowed crazily on his body. His incomparably burly body drew a gorgeous arc in the void, and swung the immeasurable ruler towards the hammer of the holy weapon. go.
The two holy artifacts went crazy in the midair, and endless robbing light descended from the sky. It seemed that the light of annihilation swept across the entire Zhisheng Cliff, and the ground trembled for hundreds of miles in Fangyuan.
Outside Zhisheng Cliff, some pilgrims saw the battle above Zhisheng Cliff, and their hearts were turbulent.
They had never seen such a terrifying battle, and never thought that someone would kill Zhishengya.
That is, Huangzhou, the powerhouse of the Holy Palace.
It is rumored that Zhishengya invaded the barren state back then, but now, the opponent has come back and descended forcefully.
Zhishengya, the holy land of Yuzhou, is facing a crisis of life and death.
On the battlefield, beside Ye Futian, the sword master stepped forward, and the magic knife appeared in his hand. In an instant, a terrifying flow of magic energy flowed crazily between the heavens and the earth, turning into endless magic sword intent, sweeping the world. A wave of magic crazily flowed into the body of the sword saint.
At this moment, the sword saint's body seemed to be undergoing transformation, and his peaceful figure became extremely domineering. His eyes revealed dark magic light, and his whole body seemed to be demonized. His body, at this time, was in harmony with the magic The sword and the magic power between heaven and earth are integrated into one.
In the battle of the Dao Palace, he urged the magic knife to fight against Kong Yao. Now, the sword master has entered the realm of a virtuous king. When the magic knife is activated, the coercion is stronger than before.
The knife seemed to be screaming, with the intent of killing sweeping out from it, centering on the body of the knife saint, the world seemed to have turned into a dark world, lifeless.
Even if he stepped into the realm of a virtuous monarch, when the magic knife was activated, the sword master still didn't feel like he was controlling the magic knife, but more like the knife was controlling him.
Entering that artistic conception, the sword master at this time is like a demon god.
Finally, the light of darkness flowed over Zhisheng Cliff, and then saw a dark knife light cut down from the sky, like the blade of a demon god, with only one knife, the space in front of the knife saint seemed to be interrupted , the body of a strong man who knew Shengya was directly cut off and killed.
Many strong men looked at the scene in front of them in shock, their hearts trembled wildly, what a terrifying sword technique.
A network of guardians came flickeringly, trying to intercept the sword saint, but saw the sword saint continued to move forward, with a monstrous sword intent lingering on his body like a demon god.
Without any fancy moves, he slashed out again, breaking the air.
The astonishingly powerful guardian of the network was directly cut off in the middle, and then shattered into nothingness, making countless strong people in Zhisheng Cliff tremble, and truly felt the fear of death.
A real war never depends on the number of people. In the world of practitioners, with peak combat power, one person can be a thousand troops. Otherwise, Emperor Xia's rules for holy wars will not restrict the shots of holy people. Saints come out. Under the holy, It will turn into purgatory, and no one can live.
Obviously, the sword saint is the existence of the peak level of sages, who can stop the sword immediately.
Apart from the battle formation, maybe Ge Feng and Nie Yan, who are armed with sacred artifacts, can block one or two, but at this moment, the two strong men are all fighting, and there is no time to be distracted.
And Kong Yao, the number one person under Zhishengya Saint, is not at Zhishengya today.
"Eldest brother is stronger than before." Ye Futian looked at the sword saint. It was the first time he saw the elder brother use the magic knife in the Dao Palace battle. At that time, the elder brother seemed to be demonized The knife is devoured and difficult to control, and after a few years, the elder brother has become stronger and has gone to the outside world for trials. Although he still cannot completely control the magic knife, he is more handy than before.
At Zhishengya, chaos broke out completely, and the Tianmai guardian summoned by the white-haired old man was extremely tyrannical, and he clashed with Yuanhong crazily, and every attack seemed like heaven and earth fell apart.
Ge Feng was intercepted by the nine strong men in Qin Zhuang. The battle between the two sides was extremely dangerous, and if he was not careful, he would be doomed.
Nie Yan, another strong man on the list of sages, has Yunshang, the master of the Ice and Snow Temple, and Huangxi to deal with him, so that he will not be suppressed by the other party.
In addition, You Chi, Zhuge Qingfeng and other strong men all rushed into the crowd, and there were also many big monsters.
A fierce battle erupted throughout Zhisheng Cliff.
Outside the battlefield, Zhishengya still has a group of strong people who have not made a move. They are all the older generation of Zhishengya. They are hidden aside, and their eyes are always on Ye Futian.
Ye Futian naturally felt that these people were very strong and did not participate in the battle. Their goal was obvious. They wanted to find a chance to deal with him. First, they should take down him as the Palace Master, and the battle would naturally end.
Even if they saw with their own eyes that the strong men of Zhisheng Cliff were absolutely weak and kept falling, they were unmoved in the slightest and had no intention of intervening, which shows their character.
Ye Futian didn't seem to see it, he was sitting cross-legged in the void, and saw the soul of the piano appearing in front of him at this time, he lowered his head slightly, playing the piano with both hands, and the sound of the piano sounded in the battlefield.
This is an extremely passionate but somewhat sad piano piece. Under the music, everyone can vaguely feel the setting sun like blood, and the mood of the world is full of chills. This mood seems to blend into the battlefield and become the battlefield. part.
Ye Futian plucked the strings with ten fingers, recalling what happened on Wolong Mountain, Taihang, and the Holy Palace. These thoughts seemed to be integrated into the artistic conception of the sound of the piano, which made Yuanhong, Sword Demon and others attack more and more. The more domineering and fierce, their minds also recalled everything back then.
Today, Zhishengya will repay the debt for what he did back then, which is a blood debt.
Since the Three Great Sacred Lands want to join forces to destroy Dao Palace, they will pay the price in blood!
ps: Yesterday I saw that there was still 1,500 yuan left. Just now, I saw that it was almost there. It seems that there is still more than 400 monthly tickets to be added. Khan, get ready to go!