"You were obviously fine just now, but why is there such a strong wind now?"
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People were discussing in a panic.
"Look!" Finally, someone with sharp eyes saw the figure on the top of the hall and screamed, "There is someone on the top of the hall!"
Everyone looked away.
Through the strong wind, they could not clearly see the face of the man in the palace, but looking at him made them feel inexplicably afraid.
Mingyue didn't even look at those people. She just stepped lightly with her toes on the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall, and the people flew towards the Babel Tower.
The person is in the air, and the silver light on his body has already overflowed.
The silver light was so dazzling that it even overwhelmed the golden lightning in the clouds.
Everyone fell into a state of temporary blindness.
When they regained their sight again, they saw a giant silver dragon, coiling around the always-bright Tower of Babel in the Holy Mountain, whose spire could not be seen, roaring into the night sky.
Ouch!
A dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth.
The guards and servants with low cultivation levels immediately spurted out blood. Even the warriors and mystic masters with high cultivation levels felt their ears hurt and their chests felt severe pain.
From Yangsheng City, which is dozens of miles below the sacred mountain, to Qincheng, which is more than 200 miles away from the sacred mountain, towns and villages of several hundred miles in radius are all experiencing wind.
Hearing the whistle, everyone ran out of the room and looked to the sky.
On the wall of Qin City, the snow from Cangshan Mountain fell down lightly, and the eyes looking at the sacred mountain were full of solemnity.
"What's going on?!"
On the side, Nangong Xiao asked with a frown.
Although his cultivation is not as good as Cangshan Xue, even ordinary people can feel the pressure from such a big movement, and he is naturally no exception.
Cang Shanxue shook her head slightly, but her eyebrows became more and more frowned, "You stay here, I'll go over and take a look!"
Tonight is the wedding day of Mo Li and the city lord. A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on the sacred mountain. Could it be related to this matter?!
Before Nangong Xiao could agree, Cangshan Snow had already flown up, summoned the snow phoenix in the air, and rushed towards the sacred mountain.
In mid-air, cumulus clouds have formed a huge whirlpool with a diameter of several hundred miles, and golden lightning beams are looming in the cumulus clouds like golden dragons.
Following the roar of the dragon, all the golden thunder and lightning seemed to have received some kind of induction, converging towards the center of the vortex, merging into one place, turning into a golden light dragon hundreds of meters long, with a huge dragon head.
In the middle of the whirlpool.
As the golden light in the dragon's eyes flourished, the golden dragon escaped from the clouds and rushed towards the silver dragon on the Tower of Babel.
The clouds were already very low, but the bright moon transformed into a dragon shape and coiled around the Tower of Babel, almost intersecting with the clouds. The two dragons were close at hand in just an instant.
The golden dragon bites it, and Mingyue dodges sideways.
The golden dragon missed and bit the Babel Tower directly.
In an instant, countless rays of golden light overflowed from its mouth.
The tower of Babel is decorated with countless complicated textures, which look like decorations, but are actually deformed runes.
Mingyue was already very weak at this time. The reason why he chose the Holy Mountain as the location for the last thunder tribulation was firstly because it was very close to Mangshan Mountain in the northwest and did not require him to consume too much profound energy. Secondly, he also wanted to use the Tower of Babel.
To deal with thunder tribulation, the third reason is to use the attack power of thunder tribulation to attack the temple.