Eight hundred and thirty-fifth chapter Tianhuan Great Elder
Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.
Throughout the war, there was a very brief silence, and everyone was stunned by the changes before their eyes.
Boom boom boom!
Countless balls of fire rose up from the camp and continued continuously. The huge camp was shrouded in a sea of fire. Many soldiers were caught off guard and were blown away by the blast of air. The entire battlefield became a mess.
Zuo Mo took a breath, he finally knew who the old man was.
Great Elder of Tianhuan!
Except for the old man from Tianhuan who is almost mature and has unparalleled attainments in runes, who can detonate all the restrictions placed in the enemy's camp in an instant?
The elder's move frightened Zuo Mo. The level of Xixuan's talisman array was not high, and the level of restrictions placed in the camp was also not high. However, to detonate all the restrictions in an instant, what a terrifying level it takes!
As expected, he is indeed the number one person with divine patterns today!
This move made Zuo Mo sigh to himself, he would definitely not be able to do it.
The Yuanlao War Department is not good at restraints, but the restraints they set are not of high quality. If they are hit right and wrong, there are not too many casualties. If it were Mo Yunhai, all the restraints in the position would explode...
Zuo Mo shivered and shuddered!
The sea of fire formed by the simultaneous explosion of the ban also completely disrupted the Yuanlao War Department, and the camp was a sea of fire.
Someone in the fire shouted at the top of his lungs: "Protect your lord!"
Soon, roars came one after another from every corner of the position.
"Protect your lord!"
"Protect your lord!"
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In the flames that filled the sky, those tenacious figures were emitting a faint light, and the divine armor on their bodies resisted the flames. They did not hesitate at all, instead of retreating, they rushed towards the center of the camp.
Running, running in the flames, their faces were smoky, their hair began to burn, their scarred faces showed no trace of fear. They quickly formed formations along the way, even at this time, their superb tactical qualities were reflected at this time Nothing left.
The soldiers who were blown away by the blast wave got up as soon as they landed and rushed into the flames without hesitation.
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of them. Yuanlao War Department, elite!
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
boom!
In the firelight, a dazzling blood-red light pillar as straight as a sword rose into the sky. The light pillar was about ten feet thick, reaching straight into the night sky. Even the sky was full of firelight, and it could not cover up its light.
Sword intent!
What a strong sword spirit!
Sang Dong stopped. He raised his face, like a wild animal, and could not help but show a bit of panic at this time.
The blood-red beam of light was like a peerless giant sword with sharp edges, as if it was about to pierce the sky. Its unparalleled sword intent eclipsed everything in the world!
Around the light pillar, countless dazzling sword lights raged, and even the flames were cut into pieces by the terrifying and sharp sword lights.
that person……
Sang Dong never thought that there would be someone in this world who would give him such a terrifying sense of oppression. He had only experienced this level of oppression from the Great Elder.
Within the light pillar, a figure holding a sword slowly floated up.
Wei Sheng!
For most people, they have known this name for a long time, but have never seen it in person. Mo Yunhai Wei Sheng, one of the strongest men in the world, the strongest swordsman outside Kunlun! His name, It's a legend.
Only such a strong person can have such grace!
However, at this time, everyone in Tianhuan had no time to sigh. Almost all of them changed their expressions. Everyone seemed to have an illusion that Wei Sheng was looking at him!
Those who are slightly weaker think that they are locked by the Qi machine.
Only Sang Dong and others knew that this was just an illusion caused by the opponent's sense of oppression. However, their faces were equally ugly, which showed how terrifying Wei Sheng's strength was!
In the bloody beam of light, Wei Sheng slowly raised the God-killing Blood Sword in his hand.
Almost instantly, the cold and sharp blood-red light beams continued to converge towards the blood sword in Wei Sheng's hand, giving people the illusion that the entire light column collapsed and shrank sharply.
When the last bit of light is sucked into the blood sword, the blood sword seems to be burning red, showing a strange and bright light.
It's so bright that you can't look straight at it.
The murderous sword intent that was originally surging in the air seemed to be suddenly drained away by the blood sword in Wei Sheng's hand. However, it did not make everyone feel relieved. Instead, they felt an unusual sense of emptiness, giving everyone a strong premonition that what was to come was next.
The attack must be like a violent storm!
Wei Sheng, who was in mid-air, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like blood glass, reflecting everything in the world.
With a flick of his wrist, a sword swung out.
A dazzling blood-red sword light suddenly lit up in everyone's field of vision.
All the light in the world seemed to have been taken away by this sword.
The blazing flames in the camp were extinguished simultaneously and silently under this sword. Everyone in the Yuanlao War Department in the flames opened their eyes wide at this time, and some of them did not react.
The target of Wei Sheng's sword was clearly directed at the Great Elder.
The great elder raised his head, his expression still as calm as usual, stretched out a finger, and made a dot in the air.
Thin and bright beams of light like spider webs exploded from his fingertips. These dense beams of light, like wildly growing vines, expanded outward at an alarming speed.
Divine pattern!
Zuo Mo's pupils couldn't help but shrink again. What grew on the Great Elder's fingertips was a divine pattern!
sky!
What a means!
It was the first time that Zuo Mo saw someone who could draw a divine pattern in the air. Zuo Mo was simply stunned. It was extremely difficult for him to draw it in his mind, not to mention drawing it in the air!
A divine pattern formed in the air.
The moment the divine pattern took shape, thunder rolled in the sky and dark clouds pressed down, as if it was the end of the world.
The blood-red sword light swayed by Wei Sheng suddenly arrived and struck the divine mark!
The divine patterns buzzed and trembled!
Suddenly a thousand-foot-long light shone, the light was like a sword, piercing the thick clouds above the head. Countless thunderbolts wandering among the clouds seemed to have found their outlet. Dozens of lightning bolts as thick as arms struck hard on Wei Sheng's sword light.
The sword glowed with a strange luster, struggled for a moment, and then collapsed!
The divine pattern is still growing!
Like a vine, the beam of light kept growing. It grew along the body of the great elder, and the beam of light continued to penetrate into the body of the great elder. There was no look of pain on the face of the great elder.
In the blink of an eye, the great elder was wrapped heavily in divine patterns, and his figure was blurred.
The thunder in the sky was even more astonishing, with thick bolts of lightning constantly hitting the divine patterns. However, those slender beams of light seemed to be able to absorb lightning without any change.
Wei Sheng was shocked and moved. His sword strike just now had almost reached his peak state after the previous preparation, but he was still helpless against the opponent.
So strong!
Wei Sheng's eyes were fixed on the great elder wrapped in divine patterns, and he could feel that the other person's eyes were also falling on him.
Not only was there no fear in Wei Sheng's heart, but he felt the fighting spirit burning in his body!
How lucky you are to meet such a powerful opponent!
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Zuo Mo was also deeply shocked!
He had never thought that someone's attainment of divine patterns could actually reach such a terrifying level. The sword of the senior brother, after the previous preparation, was so unexpected that he was already amazed, but such an amazing sword actually You can't shake the opponent even a bit.
Both sides stand out!
There was no room for him to think too much at this time.
The battle that will decide Mo Yunhai is today!
Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his fighting spirit reached its peak, and roared: "Kill!"
He took the lead and rushed towards the Great Elder, followed closely by Agui, but the others immediately flew downwards, looking for their opponents. The battle at that level was not something they could intervene in. Only the Chief and the Ring Master on the ground could is their goal.
The fighting situation immediately came to a stalemate.
This was the largest master melee that broke out after the Sky-Splitting Disaster!
In this small battlefield, almost all the masters from Mo Yunhai and Tianhuan gathered together. The Yuanlao War Department was constantly squeezed out of the battlefield, and their strength could no longer play a role in this level of battle. These masters every The aftermath of a collision is not something they can bear.
It has nothing to do with will.
In the small camp, the concentration of masters reached an astonishing level, and the battle was fierce. Air waves as solid as steel plowed the ground over and over again like iron plows. All the larger rocks collapsed and then shattered.
The constant sound of explosions was like raindrops without stopping at all.
There was only one place in the entire camp where it was so quiet that there was no sound.
Right in the center of the campground!
In the sky above the center of the camp, three figures formed a shape, surrounding the great elder whose whole body was hidden in divine patterns.
The four of them just faced each other without saying a word.
Zuo Mo's whole body was filled with divine power. The divine armor could not withstand the intensity of the sun's divine power. It suddenly turned into a ball of flame and peeled off Zuo Mo's body. Zuo Mo's upper body was exposed, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of gold liquid, dark golden color. His muscles are sharp and angular, full of powerful beauty. Dark golden sun patterns appear in his eyes, and he looks majestic and indifferent.
The chain mark on the ghost's forehead emits a faint light, and the purple light in his eyes is as rich as substance. The gray crystal-like [Undead Ghost] tightly wrapped around the body is covered with a layer of faint purple flame, burning silently. She She seemed to be hidden in the deep darkness, floating there, but no one could pinpoint her specific location.
Wei Sheng was still standing with his sword in hand as before, but the God-killing Blood Sword in his hand looked like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and breathing powerfully.
Huh, hiss, huh, hiss...
The strange breathing sound has a heart-stopping power.
Only Wei Sheng could clearly feel the bloody sword in his hand and became excited. It was obvious that the enemy in front of him made him excited.
It was as if an extremely strong bloodthirsty impulse emerged from deep within his heart, impacting Wei Sheng's soul over and over again.
There was still no flaw in Wei Sheng's mind. His palm was tightly holding the excited and agitated God-killing Blood Sword.
The peerless fierce sword in his hand could not shake his mind at all.
His eyes were fixed on the great elder in the divine pattern.
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