Four hundred and fiftieth IX each show their magical powers
Liu Qinghuan stood on the first city wall, watching the battle in the distance in silence.
Even though he was so far away, he still suffered a big impact. Not everyone has the opportunity to see the battle between giant beasts, or rather mythical beasts, and the grandeur of the scene is really breathtaking.
"Those otherworldly monks are also so audacious that they dare to run out at this moment."
Liu Qinghuan turned his head and saw Master Mo from Tian Academy leaving and returning, landing next to him.
The two of them are jointly responsible for this entire section of the city wall. If there is an emergency, they need to get to the location as quickly as possible.
In other parts of the city wall, there were two Jindan monks at every other section. There were shouts and shouts coming from behind, and groups of low-level monks were gathering.
He nodded to say hello to the other party and said: "They grasped the opportunity well. After all, the snake is tied here, as long as it avoids their frontal battlefield, it should be relatively safe. Moreover, I can feel..."
Those powerful auras hidden in the dark!
Whether it is from another world or from their side, there are great monks hiding in the secret. On the one hand, it is protection, and on the other hand, it is defense, so they will not take action easily, and if they do, they may destroy the world.
At this time, I heard a buzzing sound coming from Yandang City behind me.
The two of them turned around at the same time, and saw that the scattered Lei Ling Pagodas on the Yandang Mountains were all lit up, and the white light emitted connected all the tower spiers to form a complex network.
The scalp-numbing thunder energy quickly filled the surrounding area. Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment that the white lightning that almost killed him at that time must have been emitted by these towers.
It's just that at this time, those Thunder Spirit Towers were just gathering momentum and did not emit that terrifying thunder light.
Zhenren Mo asked: "Have you received any orders?"
"Not yet." Liu Qinghuan replied, the sound transmission crystal in his ears remained silent: "Our mission is probably to guard here, obviously others have received the order."
Groups of monks finally rushed out of the city gate, the most eye-catching ones being the sword cultivators in purple.
Master Mo exclaimed in a low voice: "This time there seem to be more people dispatched from Ziwei Sword Pavilion than last time. I heard that these people have been practicing a certain sword formation since they started."
Liu Qinghuan watched as the sword cultivators quickly formed a strange array. Most of them only had foundation-building cultivation, and a few golden elixir cultivators were scattered among them. However, in the center stood a Nascent Soul cultivator with his hands behind his back.
Soon, the swords in their hands were swung together, and their figures disappeared in the sword light that was so sharp that it was impossible to look directly.
The entire Qianye Mountains and Yandang Mountains fell into a state of silent silence. Everyone felt the strong pressure brought by the impending war. They suppressed their boiling blood, excitement, or fear, and were all pushed to the bottom.
All that was left was a tense, expressionless face, looking straight in the same direction.
There, the chirping of eagles and the roar of dragons never cease.
Liu Qinghuan shook hands and felt the slight sweat in his hands.
When the giant eagle let out a long cry again and flew up with a large piece of dripping flesh and blood in its talons, the connected Thunder Spirit Towers outside Yandang City buzzed in unison, and the big white net suddenly burned,
They converged into an extremely terrifying thick thunder and lightning, which swept across a large plain in an instant!
In the burst of white light, the long and shrill chirping of eagles was heard, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Liu Qinghuan squinted his eyes, opened his eyes, and vaguely saw that the lightning hit one of the wings of the giant eagle. Then there was a loud noise, and the giant eagle screamed and smashed into the mountains, knocking a mountain range directly.
Crash!
How could the cunning Panchi let go of this great opportunity!
The scales on its body were scratched to pieces in the fight, and claw marks deep into the bones can be seen in several places. Eagles and snakes are natural enemies, and they have been suppressed for many years, and their strength has been consumed a lot. They were not originally giant eagles.
opponent.
But at this time, someone came to help, and the giant eagle could no longer fly after suffering this terrifying blow. After losing its advantage in the air, it became confusing once again who would win.
Suddenly, the space passage in the sky suddenly began to shrink, erupting into extremely terrifying space fluctuations. A flying eaves appeared, followed by an earthy yellow wall.
There was a sound of inhalation all around, and Zhenren Mo opened his mouth wide: "Space magic weapon?!"
Soon, a palace that had shrunk several times emerged from the space passage.
There was another humming sound behind him, and the thick thunder light went away in response, accurately hitting the palace, causing the space to fluctuate more violently.
I saw the palace shaking violently, and half of the eaves of one corner were destroyed!
There were loud cheers from under the city wall, mixed with a loud whistle: "Well done, knock down that house!"
Liu Qinghuan glanced down and saw Huang Eryao yelling arrogantly, fearing that the world would be in chaos: "That thing looks like the house of Xiling Auction House, there must be a lot of people inside, blow it to pieces!"
Another white light flashed and hit the main entrance of the palace. A bright brilliance burst out. A layer of radiant protective light floated outside the palace, and it passed through the vortex under the squeeze of the thunder and space storm.
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Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled. This was probably not comparable to simple space magic weapons, and it was not inferior to the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda.
The connected Thunder Spirit Tower suddenly extinguished all the white light. After three bombardments, it is unknown when it will be activated next.
As soon as the palace came out of the passage, it immediately sank and landed on a mountain range near the periphery, avoiding the place where the dragons and eagles were fighting, and also avoiding the bombardment range of a single Thunder Spirit Tower.
The dark doors on all four sides of the palace opened at the same time, and waves of monks from other worlds poured out, running towards Yandang City like a torrent.
At the same time, Liu Qinghuan saw a Yuanying elder from his sect suddenly appear on the city wall, holding a two-foot-long flag in his hand and throwing it forward!
The flags rose wildly, the flags painted with countless patterns fluttered wildly, and the thick and long flag poles were inserted further!
A circular magic circle appeared on the ground, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured from the magic circle along the flagpole into the flying flags, making the entire flags cast a hazy spiritual light, making it appear mysterious and extraordinary.
A gust of wind mixed with flying sand and rocks hit his face. Liu Qinghuan flicked his sleeves, and a thin green light was blocked in front of him. He saw countless monsters and birds rushing out of the flag, followed by all kinds of strange and strange sounds.
He ran towards Qianye Mountain.
Mo Zhenren touched the short beard under his chin and said with a surprised smile: "This is the Ten Directions Ten Thousand Spirits Flag of your Wenshi sect? You can't tell that those monsters are illusory spirits at all. It is really wonderful!"
Liu Qinghuan said: "This is also the first time I have seen the real thing. I just don't know who is more powerful between these spiritual creatures and real monsters."
However, he soon saw that a mighty thunder leopard running at the front had just met the people from the outside world who rushed out. It pounced out like lightning and bit a foundation-building monk on the neck.
superior!
The man only struggled a few times and had almost no room to fight back. After others around him killed Lei Bao, he fell softly to the ground and had been out of breath for a long time!
The beheaded Thunder Leopard turned into an illusory shadow, flew across the chaotic battlefield, and returned to the Ten Directions Ten Thousand Spirits Flag.
The whole empty plain was filled with shouts of killing. Except for the sword cultivator of Ziwei Sword Pavilion who was hidden in the sword formation, the other monks in Yunmengze stood in the city wall in shock and joy, watching from a distance that the people from the outside world were being killed.