Chapter 229: Wind Master and Rain Master

"The Art of Suppressing Chaos!"

Like the voice of the god of death, indifferent and full of death, with a vow to quell the chaos in the world, the giant sword came out of the void, quelling all the chaos.

This Art of Suppressing Chaos was created by Gongsun Xuanyuan during his lifetime of battles. It combines the Burial Sword Art, Chaotic Sword Art and other sword arts, contains a strong law of killing, and carries a kind of oppressive and domineering sword momentum of the human emperor. Although it is only in its infancy, its power should not be underestimated.

Seeing this sword coming across the sky, Chi You's face suddenly changed. The power of this sword was enough to threaten him. He must be careful to deal with it, otherwise he will definitely capsize in the gutter.

"Demon God Slash and God Killer!"

Chi You's wings shook the sky, and the Tiger Soul Demon Knife in his hand danced continuously. The powerful destructive sword energy carried a strong smell of blood, constantly impacting people's nerves. At the same time, an invisible force, like a monstrous beast, emitted a man-eating magic light and slashed at the shocking giant sword that was slashing towards him.

"Boom!"

The giant sword and the magic knife touched each other, and the domineering sword energy and the soul-devouring magic energy completely exploded at this moment, like a spark blooming in the void, full of beauty, but also with a strong breath of destruction.

Chi You breathed a sigh of relief, at least he blocked this sword, but before he could breathe, at this moment, he felt a strong crisis of death, even stronger than before.

"Not good!"

Chi You said in his heart, and quickly gathered the knife to chop behind him. He used all his strength in this knife, not daring to have any reservations. The powerful body of the Wu clan slashed back with unparalleled strength.

"How dare you!"

"Bold!"

An angry shout came from the Jiuli side. At the same time, the sky and the earth were dark, and a huge seal like a mountain fell from the sky, with powerful force and the might of the sky, and fell fiercely towards Chi You on the battlefield.

The Heaven-turning Seal!

One strike of the seal can turn the sky upside down!

Boom!

Chi You resisted hastily, but even with all his strength, he still couldn't stop the Heaven-shaking Seal. He was eventually smashed into the ground, and even a large part of the ground on the battlefield was smashed down thousands of feet deep, with cracks all around, and the scene was extremely miserable.

The Heaven-shaking Seal gave people an unrivaled impression when it first appeared. It was worthy of the name of Heaven-shaking. Nothing refined by Buzhou Mountain was simple.

Obviously, Guangchengzi took the opportunity to secretly attack Chi You. The battlefield is like this. It's either you die or I live. There is no chance for you to fight one-on-one.

The Xuanyuan side was stunned by Guangchengzi's attack. It was fine before, watching Chi You fighting Xuanyuan. How could it become like this in the blink of an eye?

At the same time, Chi You's side was extremely angry, looking at Guangchengzi, his eyes were full of murderous intent and anger.

"Assholes, they attacked by surprise!"

"Damn it!"

"Go, kill them! Kill them!"

"Roar! Kill them, avenge the leader!"

"..."

Soon, the army of the Jiuli tribe raised the battle flag, beat the war drums, and led by the great witches such as Yu Shi, Feng Bo, Xing Tian, ​​Chong Shan Jiu Ying, etc., they rushed forward.

Facing such a large battle, the Xuanyuan side naturally could not retreat. Gongsun Xuanyuan made a decision at the first time, raised the Xuanyuan Holy Sword in his hand high, swung it forward, and shouted loudly:

"Kill!"

Soon, the warriors of both tribes rushed together and fought. Flying in the sky, running on the ground, hiding underground, controlling monsters, flying swords across the sky...

Countless monks fought, talismans flying all over the sky, magical powers exploding everywhere, magic weapons bombarding the sky, ice rain, wind and thunder, poisonous fog, swamps, sea of ​​fire, meteorites...

The battle formations changed, evolving into various formations, transforming into monstrous beasts, biting each other and fighting.

Various kinds of mysterious magic powers were displayed, exploding, and blood mist filled the air, like blood-colored and enchanting flowers blooming on the battlefield, beautiful and attractive, but full of desolation.

Life is so fragile, a flower blooms, a flower withers, life is so beautiful, but it is a pity that it can only be short-lived. The battlefield is so cruel, and the fate of the warriors is to die in battle.

What I saw was full of sadness, the shouting, screaming, and explosions all over the sky, accompanied by the roar of wild beasts, the trembling of the earth, and the muffled sound of the sky, showing the cruelty, ferocity, and intensity of the war.

The sky and the earth were like drums, and the wind and thunder beat the drums to bid farewell to the warriors who died in the battle.

"The wind is coming!"

A roar sounded on the battlefield, like a howling wind.

Then, a strong storm blew up on the battlefield. The storm was small at first, but as time went on, it became a violent tornado in just a moment.

Dozens of tornadoes swept in from all around the battlefield, rolling up endless sand and rushing into the battlefield. I don't know how many monks were caught in the huge storm and torn to pieces by the endless wind. Countless wind blades blew across the battlefield, and countless warriors died for it.

Seeing that many monks died for this, and more monks were about to be killed by this strong wind, Gongsun Xuanyuan couldn't help but get a little anxious. He looked at the immortals around him, hoping that someone could resist this violent wind. But most immortals only smiled bitterly. They were all casual cultivators, so how could they have magic weapons to resist it. Xuanyuan had no choice but to look at the side of the Chan Sect, hoping that they could find a way to stop all this.

"Don't worry, nephew. Look at my magical power!"

At this time, a rebellious and indifferent voice sounded slowly. Then, a Taoist with golden hair, sharp eyes and a slightly hooked nose walked out of the crowd. He was the Golden Immortal Garuda of the Chan Sect, the first Golden Winged Dapeng in the world, and the brother of Kong Xuan.

"Thank you, uncle."

Xuanyuan hurriedly thanked him when he heard it. He knew the ability of this uncle.

The Golden Winged Dapeng nodded slightly, and he took a light step and flew high into the sky. Then he transformed into his original body, the Golden Winged Dapeng. Dapeng flew across the sky, his whole body was golden, and his golden feathers were like sharp swords. His body was huge, like a mountain, with a wingspan of 60,000 miles. When his wings flapped, he could fly 90,000 miles.

However, the golden-winged roc flapped its wings gently towards the dozens of tornadoes, and countless strong winds whistled out, blocking the death hurricanes advancing on the battlefield. Then he flapped his wings again, and even stronger winds whistled out, and the tornadoes began to roll back. After that, he flapped again, and saw dozens of tornadoes sweeping towards the enemy camp.

Three flaps, just three flaps, and the powerful tornadoes were blown back, which was really powerful.

"Hmph!"

In the Jiuli side, the great wizard Feng Bo saw this, snorted coldly, and shouted: "Wind disperse!"

In just a blink of an eye, the violent death wind before slowly dissipated into nothingness.

In the sky, the golden-winged roc changed into human nature again, but he did not come back, but stared at the great wizard Feng Bo, and his sharp eyes locked Feng Bo firmly, just like a falcon locking prey, as if it could pierce people deeply.

"Rain is coming!"

Another loud shout came from the great rain master of the Jiuli side, who was using powerful witchcraft to summon heavy rain to subdue the enemy.

"Hua La La--"

In the blink of an eye, the sky above the battlefield began to drizzle, and then the raindrops gradually became larger and began to become as big as stones. One raindrop falling could kill an ordinary monk. One raindrop after another could destroy a large army.

The raindrops became larger and larger, and the rain speed became faster and faster. The violent downpour, like a waterfall, washed down, and the soldiers were all wet. Moreover, this rain also caused great resistance to the soldiers. How could they fight with spirit?

"Boom!"

After a while, the rocks collapsed, and the boundless mountain torrents rushed in, rushing into the battlefield. The surging flood submerged countless monks and took away countless lives.

The Xuanyuan army was once again facing a huge crisis!

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