Seeing an elder from Qianhong Mountain fall under the dragon's claws, Yin Congfu suddenly became angry. The light all over his body flashed, and silver clusters erupted, and he rushed towards the dragon flames crazily. Yin Congfu
Commander Fu has led Qianhong Mountain for many years, and he feels most sorry for his disciples. How difficult it is to train a master in the Realm of Consciousness. No one knows better than him. If the dragon flames are allowed to continue to kill, what will be left of these people brought today?
He couldn't guarantee the next few.
However, Feng Jueyu had already expected it. When he saw the silver light suddenly rising, the thick true energy surged throughout his body. The red ring of Liuhe Fire Refining drew a long tail mark, and those who came first stopped him.
Find Yin Congfu's way out.
"Elder Yin, your opponent is me."
The cold words were spoken ruthlessly, and what followed was Feng Jueyu's fiery old-fashioned fist blowing towards his face. Yin Congfu's expression changed. This fist blow contained a strange heat wave, which actually made him feel uncomfortable.
Dare to contend, the frightened Yin Congfu subconsciously pushed his palms forward, and when he was still ten meters away from Feng Jueyu, he spat out his palm energy. This palm failed to blow Feng Jueyu away.
, but wanted to stop the body shape.
"Bang!" A ball of silver light exploded in the sky, and the raging storm suddenly knocked Yin Congfu back, which happened to allow Feng Jueyu's punch to hit the empty space.
Feng Jueyu's intention was not to attack, but to block Yin Congfu. He succeeded with one move, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just at this time, two roars of "Bang Bang" came from behind Feng Jueyu, and two more Qianhong Mountain elders were killed by the dragon's flames, and there was also a third person, it was the person with the sixth level of Transformation Consciousness.
Fang Liankong was struck in the chest. Countless scattered drops of blood suddenly scattered, and his chest was already a mass of blood and flesh.
"Damn it, Qianhongshan disciples listen to the order and withdraw..."
In desperation, Yin Congfu knew that he could not stay any longer. The disparity in strength was so huge that it would not be of any benefit to Qianhong Mountain. The strength of Feng Jueyu was not inferior to his own, but the incarnation of the giant dragon far exceeded it.
There is no comparison between the many elders of Qianhong Mountain and the first level Lingxu who uses Blood Scythe.
Making a decision at the last moment, Yin Congfu's reaction was not unpleasant. After shouting, he turned around and grabbed Xiang Donghe not far behind him, stood up and walked towards Wanyue Tiangong.
"Run?" Feng Jueyu's eyes turned cold, and he quickly caught up. He flew into the air and shouted: "Long Yan, Luo Ji, fight quickly." After saying that, he chased the light and disappeared without a trace.
Yin left Fudu, but Chengwu didn't dare to stay, so he turned around and left directly.
When he left, the more than ten disciples of Qianhong Mountain suffered a lot. There were quite a few of them who were in the Realm of Transformation Realm and the Realm of Dansheng Dan. They were dealing with the Twelve Earthly Evils. But now that the situation was over and their morale was suddenly low, there were not many people who had any reason to stay in this dangerous place.
Then they became birds and beasts and scattered, running as far as they could.
Of course, Long Yan alone couldn't stop everyone. After killing two masters of the Shengdan realm and two of the Consciousness realm, he stood on the top of the Xihuang Mountain.
Luo Jingyin also wanted to leave, but Luo Ji was chasing and fighting with such fierce momentum that it was difficult to get rid of him. After everyone in the Qianhong Mountain group died and fled, he was the only one left.
Long Yan looked at the direction Feng Jueyu left in the distance, suddenly turned around and asked, "Luo Ji, do you need help?"
"No need." Luo Ji replied very simply, waving the blood sickle in his hand harder, shining like a blood moon in the dark night.
In terms of realm, Luo Ji was one level higher than Luo Jingyin. Even though it was only one level, it was like a chasm. Long Yan saw that Luo Ji had the upper hand, and felt calm in his heart. He nodded and warned.
: "Leave two of them, the others will follow me."
After Long Yan finished speaking, the Twelve Earth Demons naturally left behind two masters of the fourth level of consciousness, while the other ten people followed Long Yan and rushed towards Wanyue Heavenly Palace.
…
From the wilderness of Xihuang Mountain to the Wanyue Heavenly Palace, it is only a few dozen miles away. For the agile masters of the elixir generation and consciousness transformation realm, it can be described as close at hand. After crossing the Xihuang Mountain, facing the
In the biting wind on the top of the mountain, two figures flashed across like lightning, and the wind whistled, mixed with a bit of crazy laughter, full of the flavor of ridicule.
"Haha, Senior Brother Yin, I didn't expect you to run away one day. Haven't you already reached the fourth level of Lingxu?"
Yin Congfu looked at Xiang Donghe in his hand coldly. This guy's sternum was completely broken, his martial arts had dropped to the lowest point, and he was still speaking freely. Over the years, the two had competed with each other and had many quarrels, but that
These are things that happen on a daily basis. In such a dangerous situation, he didn't pay attention to his words. He should really be left alone.
As if he could see the original intention behind Yin Congfu's face, he said to Donghe: "Brother Yin, you will not leave me alone. As long as I know how to open the Floating Moon Mirror, the secret method on the Floating Moon Jade can only be revealed."
If I can teach it to you, please don’t forget my uncle’s instructions.”
Yin Congfu's teeth were itching with hatred. Yes, if it weren't for this, he really planned to leave Xiang Donghe alone, because it was him who took away the throne of the patriarch of his Wanyue Heavenly Palace, as well as his junior sister.
.
"Shut your mouth. Look at the good things you have done. If you hadn't provoked such a difficult opponent, you wouldn't be where you are today."
Hate flashed in Xiang Donghe's eyes, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Feng Jueyu, I will make him look good."
"It's just you?" Yin Congfu said disdainfully: "This boy's cultivation level is extremely high. Even an old man is no match for him. If we really fight, Wanyue Tiangong will be in danger."
Xiang Donghe took a deep breath: "I understand. At the beginning, I didn't expect that his cultivation would improve so quickly. The reputation of Hongtushi is indeed extraordinary." Xiang Donghe said, solemnly: "Senior brother
, Now is the time when Wanyue Heavenly Palace is facing a great disaster, we might as well invite our uncle."
Yin Congfu's eyes flashed, showing a trace of confusion. He recovered quickly and said, "Do you think it's so easy to ask for a senior uncle? Do you know where the senior uncle is? If you knew, I would have gone to find my junior sister."
Xiang Donghe laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that senior brother still can't forget little junior sister."
"Have you just forgotten?" Yin Confu snorted and said nothing.
Xiang Donghe said: "Senior brother, to tell you the truth, I do have a way to contact my junior sister, but you never knew about it."
"What?" Yin Confu was slightly surprised, and then cursed: "Junior sister actually contacted you in private? Why didn't I know?"
Xiang Donghe rolled his eyes and said, "How could I tell you such a thing? Now you understand why my junior sister left back then. Without you, I would have stayed and flown together with my junior sister now."
"Shut up, if you talk again I will throw you down." Yin Congfu was extremely annoyed. The two of them walked while talking, and their speed slowed down. After a while, they suddenly heard a strong wind following them, and their expressions suddenly changed.
A change.
"Such an astonishing speed, it's all your fault." After complaining again, Yin Congfu did not dare to say any more. Even though he had reached the fourth level of Lingxu and his flying speed had reached an extremely terrifying level,
After all, escaping like this consumes a lot of real energy. When two masters of around the fourth level of Lingxu chase each other and escape, the instantaneous consumption can be compared to the entire real energy of a master of the first level of elixir generation.
Such a desperate escape was not because Yin Congfu was afraid of Feng Jueyu, but because he wanted to preserve Xiang Donghe and Wanyue Tiangong. However, when he came to Wanyue Tiangong Mountain, he suddenly discovered that under the long ancient city
Already shrouded in raging fire...
Stone rain and crossbow arrows are crisscrossing in the sky, hitting the Wanyue Ancient City in a divergent direction. The tall and solid city wall has been damaged in many places, although the shield-holding Tiangong disciples are still stationed on the wall.
, but it probably can’t be defended for too long. This time, Zhou Nan’s large-scale invasion brought thousands of siege weapons. The huge wheels crushed the gravel on the ground, making crackling smashing stones and crossbow arrows.
It came through the air, and even masters with divine martial arts realms could not resist the huge force. Countless people were blown away by the crossbow bolts, and even those whose shields were damaged and could not withstand it were directly pierced through the shield, and then penetrated again.
His chest fell from the city wall more than ten meters high and he was shattered to pieces.
Within the ancient city, there were warriors fleeing for their lives everywhere. The raging flames burned the iconic buildings with historical memories to ashes...
The once prosperous capital city is now a scene of ruin.
Although the core of Wanyue Tiangong is on the top of Tiangong Mountain, this ancient city is also the hard work of the Tiangong Mountain Palace owners in the past generations. The majestic capital city that has been built for hundreds of years has been ruined like this. Even Yin Congfu can't help but bleed in his heart.
Sorry.
All the Wanyue Ancient City is the property of Wanyue Tiangong, and they cannot bear such a huge loss.
Yin Confu, who had already fled into the city, was furious. At this time, the disciples from Qianhong Mountain and Tiangong Mountain also came to see the two great elders. Seeing the sight of Xiang Donghe's white clothes stained with blood, everyone gasped on the spot.
With a breath of cold air, I don’t know who the talented person was, but he actually beat the Supreme Elder to serious injuries.
Although they were frightened in their hearts, no one dared to talk nonsense. One of the elders with the third level of knowledge leaned down and prostrated, and said in a panic: "Elder Yin, something serious has happened. Xu Ningzhong of Zhou Nanjing led more than 20,000 warriors to attack
Wanyue City, the city gate in front has been lost..."
"Falled?" Although he saw it with his own eyes, Yin Congfu still couldn't believe that the impregnable Wanyue City actually fell in just a few hours. It was the ancient Wanyue City known as the best city in the world.
If you say you lose, you lose. How on earth did these people do it?
The elder replied: "Elder, the thousands of siege vehicles they brought are all made by the Artifact Clan, and they look like they are still high-quality."
"Qi Clan?" Yin Confui clenched his fist fiercely, unnaturally thinking of that short old man Huang Zun.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu and Long Yan arrived one after another...