Bursts of black smoke rose from Taibai Peak, stretching towards the sky like countless twisted black pillars, dyeing the clouds in the sky black. Countless black spots flashed around Taibai Peak, and violent vibrations occurred from time to time.
The sound of Taibai Peak is heard, and even the earth is trembling. Taibai Peak is like a giant beast caught in a hunter's trap, struggling desperately, but to no avail. Every vibration is a roar from its heart, and the bright red on the white snow of Taibai Peak is its
Blood stains from the wound.
Looking at the mountain peak from a distance, Chen Yunsheng could only see the shattered scene of the mountain patrol formation. Countless men in black were fighting with each other. People's screams, howls, and chaotic weapons clashing echoed through the sky. From time to time, there were stumps of limbs.
The broken arm fell from the sky, leaving patches of blood on the white snow below the mountain.
"The mountain patrol formation at the west foot has been broken. The attack power is so strong." The secret path was not good, Chen Yunsheng hurriedly fired two magic formulas, and flew away through the cloud boat, leaving a faint cloud trail behind.
The cold wind made him want to teleport to the control center of the magic circle. No one knew the Four Elephants Killing Formation better than him. Now Taibai Peak's only hope lies in this powerful killing formation. It seems that the opponent has not yet invaded.
In the inner layer of Taibai Peak, everything is still too late.
There were dozens of Tianqiong monks guarding the damaged area of the patrolling formation at the west foot. Although they were far away, Chen Yunsheng could clearly recognize that these people were the monks from the Patrolling Institute under Gu Jian. The Beidou Sword Formation was like a huge sickle.
They strangled the Shura disciples who rushed in, leaving layers of corpses at the Xilu Mountain Pass.
Chuanyunzhou quickly passed through the gap in the black-clothed monks' battle formation and arrived at the mountain pass at the west foot. Looking at the forty-nine monks from Xantian Academy in front of him, Chen Yunsheng's heart sank. These people's faces were covered with blood.
The armor was incomplete, and the fine pieces of armor were stuck to the flesh, giving it a rotten feeling. Their bodies were dripping with blood. After simple treatment, the outward wounds stopped bleeding, but there were large deep wounds left on their clothes.
The flying swords floating around showed uneven gaps, and some flying swords even broke into two pieces. The brutal length of the battle was evident.
Gu Jian's eyes lit up when he saw that the person coming was Chen Yunsheng, and he immediately said: "You came just in time! Taibai Peak's middle array activated twice and then stopped, which resulted in our excessive casualties. Hurry up and preside over the Four Phases
Killing array."
"You are all within the attack range of the Four Phase Killing Formation now. The war is stalemate at the moment, and the enemy and we are at war with each other. If we launch it rashly, we may hurt our own people." Looking at Gu Jian's bloodshot eyes, Chen Yunsheng's voice was slightly tinged.
Trembling.
Gu Jian said "Hey", lifted up his blood-stained white clothes, stretched out his wounded arm, and said in a crazy and sad tone: "Even if you don't activate the magic circle, we will die here sooner or later.
Rather than die silently, it is better to die heroically. It can attract more Shura dog thieves to die together, which is what Gu Jian wants."
Looking at Gu Jian's cheeks stained red with blood, two drops of hot tears dripped down his cheeks, Chen Yunsheng did not say any unnecessary words, but left the four black flying swords in the Naxu Ring to see if he could provide any help.
There was only so much left. Just when he turned around and was about to leave, Gu Jian suddenly stopped him. His expression was a little hesitant. After a moment of silence, he took out a Yunjin sachet from his arms. The seal of the sachet was decorated with
There are two thousand-year-old agarwood beads, which look extremely delicate.
Putting the sachet into Chen Yunsheng's hand, Gu Jian said calmly: "Please bring this to Xue Qin and let her take care of it. Gu Jian will probably die today. When he is dying, he just wants to have no regrets in his heart." There was a slight pause.
After a while, Gu Jian continued: "Back then, when you and I were having a fight, my father accused me of bullying the weak. He was only half right. It is true that I bullied the weak, but I have never been bullied. I think I, Gu Jian, can fight with my sword to the end of the world.
, I have never been afraid of the strong, so why should I be afraid if I have a deaf ear? Okay, I have finished what I said in my heart, you go."
At this time, the surrounding Shura disciples surged up again. The ten people headed by them should belong to higher-level monks based on their clothes. Although Chen Yunsheng could not tell their cultivation level, it could be seen from the solemn expressions on the faces of Gu Jian and others.
, these people all have golden elixir cultivation, and they are followed by more than two hundred foundation-building monks. Looking at this formation, they rush through and eat Gu Jian and others alive.
The cloud-piercing boat swept forward quickly. All Chen Yunsheng could do was to rush to the center of the array as quickly as possible. After walking a few dozen feet, he suddenly looked back and saw the black-clothed monks engulfing the Beidou Sword Formation like water, surveying the sky.
Although the monks' eyes were cracked, the flying swords in their hands refused to obey the orders and began to tremble slightly. This was a sign that their spiritual energy was about to be exhausted.
"Are you so proud even in death? Is this Gu Jian?" Resisting his sadness, Chen Yunsheng increased the output intensity of Chuanyunzhou's spiritual stone by one level, and the boat began to tremble slightly. According to past experience,
, this is the limit of the Cloud Chuan Boat. If it goes any faster, it may disintegrate in the air. Huge airflow blows towards the face, and a thin film rises in front of the Cloud Chuan Boat, blocking the wind from the outside of the boat.
Along the way, there were monks fighting together everywhere. These black-clothed monks were stragglers, mostly in groups of three or five, ambushing the Heavenly Vault monks who went to the mountain gate for reinforcements. Chen Yunsheng released two disc magic weapons to greet them from time to time.
Jin Ling and Zhuge Jingyu sacrificed their magic weapons from the opposite side, slashing left and right to create a path of blood. Not long after, the tall tower of Tianxing Pavilion was vaguely visible in front of them. Huang Zhang, Li Haozheng and three black people were in the yard.
The monks in black were fighting fiercely. The two of them were not very diligent in their daily practice, but now they finally tasted the consequences. They were forced by the monks in black to flee in all directions. They were surrounded by dangers.
Upon seeing this, Zhuge Jingyu said: "Uncle Master, please allow me, Wangchuan and Minglan to go to Tianxing Pavilion to rescue the classics. If those important events on the second floor are destroyed, they will never be reproduced again."
Chen Yunsheng nodded, thought for a moment and then said: "Jingyu, don't look for me again after you get the classics. Take the Tianqiong Sect's classics and escape from the teleportation circle behind Hanzhu Residence. Don't forget to bring the Shuangyi Mountain's
If the exit is destroyed, it will be troublesome for people from the Shura Sect to discover this teleportation array."
Zhuge Jingyu's face suddenly turned pale, and he said with a slight trembling: "What will you do if the exit is destroyed?"
Chen Yunsheng smiled sadly: "This time I will stick to it to the end and never be a deserter again."
Zhuge Jingyu shook his head, looked at the dark clouds on the horizon, and said sadly: "Uncle, take care, I hope we can meet again."
Chen Yunsheng smiled casually and said: "Jingyu, don't be so sad. There are still many things that have not been done. I will not die easily."
Farewell to Zhuge Jingyu and the others, Chen Yunsheng and Jin Ling hurried to the core of the magic circle. Gradually, there were fewer monks encountered on the road, but the snowflakes in the sky became denser. The front became hazy, and the vision was extremely difficult.
Not good. Suddenly, Chen Yunsheng felt a knife-like airflow coming from the side of Chuanyun Boat. He hurriedly maneuvered the Chuanyun Boat and turned it over. Even so, the wind blade was still left on the port side of the boat.
A trace.
At this time, three monks appeared in the sky, floating in the distance like three ghosts. The three of them kept a distance of ten feet and lined up in a T-shape, surrounding Chen Yunsheng with a dark smile.
Said: "Where did you come from, little brat? He's very good at controlling flying magic weapons. He was able to dodge Xue Yin's phoenix blade. If you want to go to the center of the magic circle, you have to pass our level first."
Chen Yunsheng's stomach twitched. The three people opposite him were his sworn enemies. At this time, he could no longer calm down. The undercurrent in the sea of consciousness surged crazily, and instantly turned into a black stream about ten feet in diameter.
Undercurrent. Seeing Chen Yunsheng with blood-red eyes, Xueyin licked his lips, "It's been a long time since I drank the blood of such a qualified monk. I can't help it anymore."