Above the vast sky, huge black shadows appeared in the sky.
Its bursts of terrifying power are like the raging angry sea, setting off thousands of huge waves and covering the ground.
Boom! Several towering peaks shook crazily, and the flickering sword pillars on them changed in light and dark, as if they would collapse at any time.
Heavy restrictions pervaded these sword pillars, bearing the impact of pressure.
Even so, under the ban, a large area of the palace collapsed, filling the air with smoke and dust.
In the dust, one after another figures appeared through the wind, there were hundreds of thousands of them, and they went straight towards the most central palace in a dark mass.
Although there are many entries, they are well organized.
A few months ago, Wuming and others had expected that this place would eventually be noticed, so they had rehearsed it several times.
Therefore, the appearance of these Wei soldiers did not cause too much panic.
The veins in the right hand holding the long bow popped out. Wuming stared at the sky with a solemn expression and whispered: "Huan Bingyun, I will leave that girl to you in the future!"
"Yes!" Huan Bingyun nodded slightly, took the lead in the future, and rushed towards the Void Sword Formation below.
The huge stone sword was filled with the regular fluctuations of Yaodi, and hundreds of giant swords seemed to be connected together.
However, at the moment when the phantom ice cloud impacted the sword formation, his expression changed in vain, and the surging martial arts will burst out of his body, trying to move the void sword formation, but there was no reaction from the void sword formation.
His heart suddenly sank, Huan Bingyun raised his head, although his eyes were invisible, everything in his childhood appeared in his mind.
After condensing the original body, Huan Bingyun's keen power was terrifying, and he instantly noticed the strangeness of this Fang Yao land, "This Fang Yao land is imprisoned, cutting off the space, and the Void Sword Formation cannot operate!"
Hearing this, Wuming's heart also sank, his long hair draped on his shoulders danced wildly, and his strong soul power surged out.
Wuming closed his eyes, and then opened them with a solemn look, "Three hundred thousand soldiers formed a sword formation to imprison this wasteland. It seems that these people are well prepared!"
"The two divisions of Xuan and Huang are responsible for maintaining the restriction. The two divisions of Yaodi will follow me to break through the sword formation and tear open the confinement of Yaodi!"
In the face of danger, Wuming grabbed the bloody long bow, and his surging murderous intent burst out of his body, soaring straight into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.
The four tribes of Xuanhuang in Yaodi, Wuming divided more than 100,000 tribes into four tribes, and the two tribes in Yaodi were divided into four tribes. Each tribe was extremely powerful and had the strongest combat power.
As for the Xuan and Huang tribes, their cultivation levels are slightly lower, and most of them are old, weak, women and children.
"Huan Bingyun, you maintain the restriction here. Once we break through the opponent's sword formation, you will immediately leave with your clan members!"
The green shirt made a hunting sound, and an extremely thick aura emerged from Wuming's body, like an ancient giant beast, with murderous intent in its dark eyes.
Looking directly at the increasingly clear figure of the gryphon, Wuming stepped out of the air first, his body like a star, and shouted out.
Roar! The griffin roared, and ice flames rolled out from the ground, forming a continuous sheet. Looking from a distance, the land seemed to be enveloped by a white torrent.
Bang bang! The void above roared all the time, with ripples undulating, carrying the endless ice flames.
"Dye your youth with my blood, and kill all these bastards today!" Wuming's deep roar echoed in the palace, and a famous martial god rushed out with a sword, followed closely behind Wuming, with blood flowing all over his body.
The overwhelming murderous intention.
The two groups in Yaodi have a total of 80,000 people.
Under Yaogang's heavy hunting, these warrior gods' chosen tribes still survived, and each of them had a good level of cultivation.
Their auras gathered together were astonishingly comparable to the opponent's million-strong army, and their momentum should not be underestimated.
Huh! The gryphon was hovering in the sky, and a famous soldier looked indifferently at the sword light rising below.
"Tsk, tsk, these two beings who have condensed their original bodies have made this trip worthwhile!" Holding the feather fan tightly with his overly slender sword fingers, Xinlinghou narrowed his eyes and stared at the most dazzling sword light with magnificent eyes.
A hint of joy suddenly appeared in the depths.
"I am bound to get this prey!" Marquis Xinling said with a smile, and stepped up to meet the sword light that looked like an angry wave.
The griffons hovering in the sky let out low whines one after another, making way for the former.
Boom! The surging coercion roared down, and Wuming was the brunt of it. The bloody long bow in his hand was slightly raised, and the full string was pulled out. An arrow condensed, "Broken!"
As soon as the word "broken" came out, the arrow immediately rolled out, tearing apart the pressure like a torrent, and went straight towards the million-strong army.
Although it was only an arrow, it brought a feeling of oppression to the millions of troops, as if the entire land would collapse under this arrow.
"Use your own martial arts will as the main focus, involve the rules of Yaodi, and condense them into arrows!"
"Although it is powerful, it is just an empty shell."
Waving his feather fan, Marquis Xinling nodded slightly, then shook his head again and commented.
Before he finished speaking, Marquis Xinling stopped and pressed the feather fan in his hand downwards slightly. A piece of feathers shot out. Black mist filled the air, but the thin feathers were as hard as metal.
A pressure filled the air, and the feathers fell lightly on the arrow. The arrow collapsed in vain, and the sound of clicking could be heard endlessly.
The arrows were torn apart, and the feathers came straight towards Wuming.
"Kill!" The warriors who followed Wuming drew their swords one after another, and the ten-foot-long sword rainbows gathered together, like a sword net, blocking Wuming's front.
"A bunch of ants, tsk tsk, how can this lord's offensive be blocked by a bunch of rabble like you!" Marquis Xinling said lightly with disdain in his eyes.
Before Xinlinghou could even speak, the sword network that emerged immediately collapsed.
Whoops! Staring at the feathers that were just a few feet away, Wuming snorted coldly. They were as motionless as a mountain and moved as fast as the wind. Their silhouettes were like thunder, leaving afterimages in the sky. His fists were swung out directly, hitting the ground.
On feathers.
Bang! When the two intersected, they actually made the explosive sound of gold and iron clashing.
The thin feathers fell lightly towards the back. At the same time, Wuming also took a step back, his eyes showing solemnity, such a terrifying Yaodi rule was condensed in a feather.
"Not bad, tsk tsk, you can actually easily neutralize my attack!"
Gently swaying the feather fan, Marquis Xinling said with a smile, raised his left hand to hold the falling feathers, and chuckled: "This feather of my lord is as light as a feather and as heavy as the ground!"
Looking past the 300,000 Amber soldiers, Wuming said coldly: "The two groups of Yaodi, tear the four directions of Yaodi into pieces and disrupt their sword formations!"
Bang bang! The 60,000 warriors regarded death as if they were home. They came out with their swords and rushed in all directions. For a moment, a strong aura raged throughout the land.
At the same time, Wuming held a long bow and rushed towards Xinlinghou.
Among the millions of soldiers, Wuming noticed dozens of terrifying oppressions, and the oppression that pervaded Marquis Xinling in front of him was the most terrifying.
The fierce aura locked onto Marquis Xinling, Wuming directly used his original body to pull up the bow string, dozens of arrows shot out at the same time, carrying heavy arrow shadows, each arrow pointed directly at Xinling
Hou's key points.
With a smile on his thin lips, Marquis Xinling looked at the arrows calmly, "Is integrating the original body into the arrows like a trapped beast?"
"Tsk tsk, it's a good prey. What I want is this kind of crazy character. If you refine it into a starry sky beast, its strength will be even more terrifying." Two bright rays of light shined in the eyes of Marquis Xinling, looking towards Yao in front of him.
Rushing to the ground, I saw where the light passed, restricted ripples undulating, and restricted rules surged, forming numerous restrictions. At the same time, an illusory figure emerged in the restriction, gradually condensing, forming the original body, and the restricted origin body.
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The arrow hit these restrictions, and the sonorous sound sounded continuously.
The arrows at the front collapsed directly, which shows the tyranny of this restriction.
"The world only knows that Xinlinghou's prohibition can ban the land, but he doesn't know that Xinlinghou's prohibition can also destroy the land!"
Marquis Xinling said with a smile, he raised his left hand and pressed it towards the void of space. At the same time, the body of the source of restriction also raised his left hand and pressed it on the numerous restrictions. The restrictions formed a storm of restrictions in vain, like
The meteor shower streaked across the starry sky, sweeping out.
The arrows shrouded inside collapsed one after another, turning into Yaodi rules and dispersing. A dim shadow retreated out and retreated to Wuming's side. It was Wuming's original body.
"The way of the original body is not used in this way. Although you have condensed the original body, you only know the surface, tsk tsk!"
Lowering his eyes, Xinlinghou looked at the undulating palace below, a smile flashed in his eyes, he waved his feather fan slightly, and saw that the void in front of him was shattered, and a figure appeared slowly in the turbulent space, and a pair of empty holes appeared.
With an incomparable gaze, a mark formed on his eyebrows, and sometimes forbidden fluctuations flashed on the mark. Seeing this figure, Wuming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt in a trance, as if he had seen this figure somewhere before.
Similar.
Suddenly, Wuming's figure trembled. The aura flowing on this figure was very similar to the two slaves of the benefactor.