Chapter 839: Destroying the Demon Ruins
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The Nine Nether Yin Emperor, Tathagata, and Randeng moved incredibly fast. Wherever they passed, the wind and sand filled the sky. The soldiers on both sides along the way had no time to dodge and were directly crushed to death by their momentum.
The three super strong men fought in a melee, and the sound shook the surrounding areas. The creatures who rushed over were all stunned.
"Is that Randeng?"
"Hiss - the Nine Nether Yin Emperor joined forces with others to fight Randeng? Doesn't that mean Randeng is stronger than the Nine Nether Yin Emperor?"
"Too scary, who is Randeng? Is he an immortal from outer space?"
"Is that monk Du'e? The Buddhist sound before gave me a fright!"
"It seems that this trip was not wrong!"
The creatures talked a lot. Looking in the direction of their gaze, the land thousands of miles ahead had cracked into canyons. Yanwang City was suspended in the air, and the wind and sand were around the city. Because the city defense formation was broken, many ghost soldiers found an opportunity to rush in.
Fortunately, Qin Jun was on the battlefield, and the main target of the Jiuyou army was him, so Yanwang City was not persecuted.
Rumble--
The earth shook violently, and a Void Wolf Demon was seen running wildly, smashing countless Yin soldiers along the way, and even the Yin generals of Daluo Zhixian Realm could not stop it.
The other two Void Wolf Demons were also running wildly, and no one could stop them.
Qin Jun climbed over hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers, and the three Dao Shengtian Wheels cut away, and all the Yin soldiers close to him were cut apart.
His palms were not idle either, and the Great Zhoutian Fuhai Palm was blasted out one after another. At this moment, there were only more than 700 of his extra-legal clones left, which showed the cruelty of the battlefield.
"Die for me--"
A Yin general who was perfect in Daluo Jinxian Realm roared angrily, swung his big knife, and the knife energy broke through the surface, like a row of volcanoes exploding one after another, passing a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye, and attacked Qin Jun.
Qin Jun's pupils shrank, and he didn't even have time to perform the Seventy-Two Transformations. The three Dao Shengtian Wheels quickly blocked in front of him and overlapped each other.
With a dull bang, the Dao Shengtian Wheel was smashed to pieces. Qin Jun only felt an unstoppable force rushing towards him, directly knocking him out. Blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his bones seemed to be falling apart.
"Is this the power of the Golden Immortal?"
Qin Jun's mind was shocked, and his body flew backwards a thousand meters away uncontrollably. Fortunately, Yang Chan grabbed him in time.
"How dare you!"
Meng Tian was furious, his figure rose to five feet, and rushed away angrily. Although Wang Jian did not roar, he also attacked the Yin general holding a big knife with murderous intent.
Qin Jun rubbed his chest, cursed and laughed: "It seems that there is still some gap between me and the Golden Immortal."
Yang Chan glared at him unhappily, you have already surpassed so many levels, what else do you want?
"Hmph! If it weren't for my power, you would have been crushed to pieces!"
Ji Yongsheng snorted in Qin Jun's mind, his tone full of disdain.
Qin Jun said in his heart: "What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine."
Ji Yongsheng was speechless.
At the same time, countless ghost soldiers came again, trying to drown Qin Jun and Yang Chan.
Qin Jun pulled Yang Chan behind him, opened his mouth and spit out Samadhi True Fire, the flames were surging, illuminating the world.
Hundreds of extra-legal clones also gathered, but compared to the ghost soldiers from all directions, the number was not worth mentioning.
Being on the battlefield, it is easy to feel a sense of despair, that is, either die in battle or keep fighting forever.
All I could see were soldiers from both sides, and in the dim world, people could not see hope.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The Great Zhoutian Fuhai Palm was blasted out one after another. Because the ghost soldiers were too dense, every palm could hit the ghost soldiers, making Qin Jun's magic power infinite and endless.
He finally understood the feeling of Ji Yongsheng fighting against immortals and gods for hundreds of years.
The Great Zhoutian Palm is absolutely dominant on the battlefield. If it is fighting against a few people, it may not be able to hit the enemy.
"Hold on for a while!"
Qin Jun gritted his teeth and looked at the battle in the distance. Randeng fought with Tathagata and Jiuyou Yindi with Qiankun Ruler.
The Qiankun Ruler seemed to be able to offset all magic spells and magical powers. Jiuyou Dragon Qi kept colliding, and Tathagata's palm could not resist.
In addition, Randeng's cultivation was higher than them, so he was not panicked when dealing with the attacks of the two.
"Is this all your strength?"
Randeng laughed arrogantly, almost making the arrogant Jiuyou Yindi explode.
This ugly Taoist is too arrogant!
Tathagata's mentality almost exploded. After recovering his memories of his previous life, he knew how strong his peak strength was, so he was very annoyed by the frustration of Randeng at this moment.
The Qiankun Ruler rolled up the wind and waves again and attacked Tathagata. Tathagata, who was sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus, was as still as a mountain.
"That golden lotus is not simple!"
Ran Deng stared at the golden lotus under Tathagata's seat and thought that such a magic weapon should belong to him.
At this time, Jiuyou Yindi did not give him a chance to think more and stabbed with his spear.
It was too difficult for the three of them to decide the winner. It would take at least a long time.
The war continued like this.
The battle was deafening within a thousand miles. The strong light flashed across the sky and the earth. The roars and screams were endless. The earth continued to sink. The canyons caused by the destructive force had extended to all ends of the Monster Ruins and extended to other domains.
The creatures on the edge of the battlefield were all dumbfounded as they watched the surface collapse. This was the rhythm of sinking the Monster Ruins!
"I'm afraid this battle will hardly end within a day."
"Ran Deng is so strong. What is his origin?"
"Emperor Yan's cultivation is weak. How can he lead the Yanwang Palace?"
"I don't know how the battle will change next."
"Do you think the demon king in the nearby Donghuang Land will come to kill us?"
The creatures were discussing. The grandeur of this battle was the first they had ever seen in their lives. For them, figures like the Nine Nether Yin Emperor only existed in legends.
Qin Jun roamed the battlefield, and his understanding of the Great Zhoutian Palm and the Great Dao Shengtian Wheel became deeper and deeper.
The two profound magical powers need to be improved through fighting.
"If you practice these two magical powers to the peak, no one in the three thousand worlds can defeat you!" Ji Yongsheng said arrogantly in Qin Jun's mind.
Qin Jun focused on the battle and ignored him.
But he did not despise Ji Yongsheng's words. These two magical powers were indeed extraordinary.
However, the most urgent thing for him now was when to complete the task of holding on for ten days.
He didn't know how long it had been since the start of the war, but wherever he looked, there were corpses and rivers of blood, indicating that the war had lasted for a long time.
The numb battle made him forget the time and he could only wait for the system's prompt.
Time passed quickly.
Yang Chan's pretty face was pale because of the excessive consumption of mana, and even her right hand holding the Lotus Lantern was shaking.
In the distance, the Nine Nether Yin Emperor, Tathagata, and Randeng were still fighting evenly, and it was difficult to tell who would win.
"Ding! Complete the side quest - Hold on for ten days! Get a chance to summon a god or demon, and a chance to copy a god or demon!"