In Ba Kong City, the battle situation between the two realms quickly evolved into a tense situation. Although the strong attack of Mo Rong and Master Yu Heng tore a hole in the Qing Yan Moon Covering Formation, it destroyed the long-standing stability of the Eastern Border to the greatest extent.
He also severely wounded the leader of the main formation, Lord Huo Ling, of the Hundred Refiners Sect. However, at the same time, due to the long-planned sneak attack by the Qingyan Palace of the Shanhai Martial Academy, they were both injured and were completely trapped in the sky above the western part of the Overlord City.
At this time, True Lord Huo Ling was organizing a large repair formation in the formation. Strong men from various sects in the east appeared to stop them with all their strength. There were thousands of people who trapped Mo Rong and Yu Heng in the city.
Among the thousands of people, there are at least dozens of Qiankun Realm experts.
At that time, all the sects in the Western Territory rushed to the rescue, with a total of more than 300,000 men, and they attacked wildly outside the city, hoping to break out a bloody path as soon as possible. When the blue flames covering the moon formation could not be repaired in a short time, they rushed into the city.
While rescuing Mo Rong and Yu Heng, they killed everyone in the East Territory without leaving a single piece of armor behind.
From the inside of the city to the outside of the city, there is only one wall, but this is the only wall that separates them, like a chasm between heaven and earth.
It is true that the offensive in the Western Region was extremely fierce, but the Eastern Region was not in vain. All the troops from the Eastern Region's sects that had been deployed in such a huge city came out in full force, and at least nearly 300,000 troops were sent to stop them with all their strength. The monks from the two realms were killed until the sky was dark.
Everywhere in the sky, magical weapons and talismans, hysterical shouts, ferocious roars, and pitiful howls could be seen densely as a shower, almost all in one piece, shocking the earth, and soul-stirring.
In such a large-scale war, even the most powerful Qiankun realm and Daowu realm experts cannot avoid being injured in the chaos. After all, there are too many magic weapons and talismans being sacrificed at this moment, and the body is so huge that it can move dozens of times.
There were countless ferocious birds and beasts weighing as much as ten feet or dozens of feet. If there was any mistake, it would become an irreparable regret. Therefore, this melee did not last long.
In the wilderness outside, there was a scene of piles of corpses and rivers of blood.
Practitioners are constantly being seriously injured or dead in the air and falling, with their limbs flying around and blood splattering, it's terrible to see.
Inside the city wall, Mo Rong's left hand supported Yu Heng, who was holding an arrow through her left chest. A dragon's head was dancing tightly, and her dragon's head was exuding a rich black air, wrapping the two of them tightly in the whirlpool like a sinister wind.
After all, he is the leader of a sect, and his methods are astonishing. Within the tall city wall, Mo Rong, with his own strength, held on for nearly a stick of incense with Yu Heng, who was so injured that he could hardly fight back, and still did not give up.
Surrender, or complain.
Even so, Mo Rong's condition is not good. As the fierce battle lasts longer and longer, Mo Rong's injuries become more and more serious. The number of sword wounds on his skin has reached nearly a hundred. The old man is so old.
The bodies of Mo Rong and Yu Heng are struggling to survive. I don’t know how long they can last. Come to think of it, it won’t be too long. As the blood loss in the body becomes more and more serious, the situation of Mo Rong and Yu Heng at the moment is not serious to say that it is precarious.
At any time, people are in danger of losing their heads and disappearing into ashes.
"Brother Yu Heng, hold on, hold on, I will take you out."
Although there was not much communication and affection on weekdays, at this important moment of disillusionment between life and death, Mo Rong still did not abandon Yu Heng and leave alone. If he left alone, it would definitely be much easier than taking Yu Heng with him, even if he still
It's very difficult. At least it's not that easy to die unless a strong Taoist warrior appears.
But Mo Rong didn't leave. Not only did he not leave, but he took many attacks for Yu Heng with his body, and protected Yu Heng until now.
Yu Heng's left chest was pierced by the Green Smoke Feather Divine Arrow. He did not die because it was not fatal. However, his injuries were too severe and the arrow was also fatal, making it difficult for him to fight back.
"Sect Master Mo, Yu Heng has remembered your friendship. I can't harm you. Leave me alone. You still have a chance to escape by yourself." Although Yu Heng is also an old man, he can't help but burst into tears.
With eyes filled with tears, he was grateful that Mo Rong had not abandoned him. At the same time, while being deeply moved, he did not want to implicate Mo Rong.
"What are you talking about? You and I are practicing in the same place. Although we haven't had much contact in the past, I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Since we came together, we will leave together, so why are we getting involved?"
As Mo Rong spoke, his bright eyes quickly scanned the scene. When he saw the sect leaders of the Western Region on the periphery desperately rushing in, a slightly bleak but exciting emotion flashed across Mo Rong's face.
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"Brother Yuheng, hold on tight. Brother Tongshan and the others are outside. Let's work together with you and me. Let's fight again. Life or death is a matter of fate. Wealth and wealth will rise again. Even if we fall here, we will not live in vain."
At this time, Mo Rong did not obey her promise and was trembling. Instead, she acted as if she was ready to die. This is also the deep-rooted pride of many strong cultivators. Mo Rong is the perfection of the universe and is stronger than most cultivators. She also cherishes her life, but don't forget,
She also waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood step by step when she was young. How could she have achieved what she has today without her tenacity?
die
everyone is afraid
But at the same time, the vast majority of strong people have an aura called "sacrifice oneself and forget about death." Without the aura of risking one's life and surviving, it would be impossible to practice to this day.
Yu Heng also had this kind of aura. As a strong man, he was blessed with aura. He looked at Mo Rong's old face covered with chicken skin, which seemed to be glowing with the glory of his youth. He was suddenly affected and laughed, as if at this moment, he
I also found the fearless feeling I had when I was young.
"Haha, you are right, Sect Master Mo Rong. You would rather die standing than live on your knees. Today, Yu Heng will accompany Sect Master Mo to kill him in the Eastern Territory, leaving no trace of his armor behind. He will jump to his death without any regrets."
"kill"
"kill"
The two exchanged glances, each other's expressions were flying. Mo Rong bent his arms, raised the faucet high, held it tightly with one hand, and cracks suddenly appeared on the faucet. The appearance of the faucet looked like
The dry and moistureless old tree bark cracked and cracked. When the faucet cracked, a dark jade staff appeared inside.
But this black jade staff is not in the shape of a dragon. The head of the staff is a very evil and vicious dragon.
The ink jade staff was filled with ghostly aura, and the demonic aura soared into the sky. It suddenly spurted out, and a huge black ghost dragon quickly gathered above its head.
This ghost dragon's yin energy is frighteningly heavy, and its demonic aura is also very rich. It is obviously a kind of monster soul that can cultivate two origins. The soul energy reverberates, and a huge storm of yin energy seems to have gathered between heaven and earth. The ghosts
The dragon came at will in the center of the storm, crossing the sky and the earth with overwhelming momentum.
"Master Mo, this jade staff of yours is actually made of dragon souls." When Yu Heng saw this, he couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, but at the same time, he understood instantly and said in amazement, "I understand, the dragon's head can turn around."
It is smelted from dragon bones to suppress the evil spirit."
Mo Rong smiled proudly, and said in a vicissitudes-y but heroic voice, "Haha, Brother Yu Heng has good eyesight. This dragon soul is so powerful. I originally planned to survive the Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations and then take it out from the sheath of the dragon bone.
Otherwise, sometimes I really can’t suppress it, but today, there’s no need to hide my clumsiness.”
Mo Rong laughed loudly, and a sharp and cold look appeared between her brows. She waved her arms, and the dragon soul completely materialized, turning into a very ferocious and ferocious giant dragon. It let out bursts of roars and roared with all its strength.
Rush away the people from the east.
, is a kind of ghost dragon that lives in the Yin Jue land called Buried Mountain in the eastern border of Qixia. This ghost dragon is both a demon and can absorb the Yin Jue energy of heaven and earth. Its strength is very terrifying, even if Mo Rong finds it.
It also took up to four hundred years to slowly refine this dragon into a magical weapon.
The body was huge, even if it only had the soul of the dragon, it was still as big as a giant dragon. As soon as the dragon came out, its tail swung, and a wave of sinister wind suddenly set off, overwhelming the sky and the earth, causing the strong men from the East who besieged them to scream in surprise.
Collapsed, the ghost dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth in the air and bit down. The two Eastern monks were caught off guard. The consciousness in their heads was sucked out by the strong ghost dragon, and they were placed in their mouths and clicked.
He chewed it loudly.
This ghost dragon has the ability to eat away the soul of living people.
Seeing that Mo Rong was risking his life, the Eastern monk's face turned extremely pale. At this moment, the man with a big bow who had just attacked Yu Heng walked out of the billowing smoke again, with a cynical smile on his lips.
Even a little morbid, he couldn't help but take out the big bow from behind, set an arrow, pull the string, full moon, then smiled contemptuously, and suddenly shot an arrow.
This arrow shocked the world, made ghosts and gods cry, the strong wind tore apart, and the evil spirits retreated. Originally, there was a thick black mist protecting the ghost dragon. As soon as the arrow was shot, the black mist suddenly dissipated, revealing the ghost dragon's body.
The ghost dragon didn't give it in vain. He looked at the feathered arrows flying towards him that could stir up the power of heaven and earth. He took a sip, grabbed the arrow shaft with incomparable accuracy, and bit it in half.
But the man was not moved at all. He neatly touched the quiver at his waist, pulled out an arrow, and shot it out again as if it was integrated with the bow and arrow.
This time, the man didn't stop at all. After shooting an arrow, he shot another and then took out the third and fourth. The speed was dizzying. In the blink of an eye, as many as fifteen iron arrows turned into ten.
Five emerald green streams of light all shot towards the ghost dragon. Those green streams of light were connected end to end and interlocked, just like a cyan meteor shooting towards the ghost dragon at high speed. The momentum was extremely astonishing.
This time, the ghost dragon was also extremely surprised, its angry eyes revealed a frightened expression, and it struggled to turn its body around. Its body surface glowed with a faint cold light, as if it was covered with a layer of scales, and its giant tail swung fiercely.