"How could it be? Within this Infinite Xuanyang Formation—"
There was a strange color in Gu Yunhang's eyes. He had always been surprised that Zhuang Wudao didn't seem to put much effort into controlling the large formation he had set up outside the city. However, this formation could do everything.
Show your power.
And logically speaking, at the juncture of a full-scale confrontation with the Emperor Tian Shen Ji Dragon Suppression Formation in the city, this Infinite Xuanyang Formation, apart from its basic defensive capabilities, should not have much spare power to deal with those Yuan Shen talents.
yes.
But the four strikes just now were clearly at the level of the Xuzhou practice state. They were not the Yuan Shen state that was close to the Xuzhou practice, and could even partially speak Tao, but the real Xuzhou practice level.
——He can still tell this difference. Could it be that there are four other powerful virtual practitioners under Zhuang Wudao?
But before these words could be spoken, Gu Yunhang stopped again. No matter what the truth was, it must involve the secrets of the Lichen Sect.
"Wudao also has four fifth-level puppets in his hands."
Qin Feng answered calmly, he estimated that this matter would not be hidden after this battle. Even if the people of the Three Saints Sect and the Great Spirit had not seen it with their own eyes, they would still have guesses. Therefore, there was no need to deliberately deceive Gu Yunhang.
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And just a moment later, Qin Feng's face showed a smile again.
"As expected, Wudao still refuses to give up. As expected, this is still the mysterious art."
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"Um?"
Gu Yunhang was feeling strange and wanted to ask more about it, but suddenly he felt something in his heart, his face changed drastically, and he looked in the direction of the East Palace.
"This is Prince Da Ling?"
A monk like him can already place his spiritual thoughts on Taixu. The soul's induction, such as the death of the prince, is a major event that can disturb the celestial phenomena in this world. It can naturally produce induction.
But at this moment, he clearly felt the demise of the Great Ling Prince.
And that Luo Tianshu——
At first glance, he realized that Luo Tianshu, the number one cultivator in the world who had suppressed him for more than a hundred years, was now on the verge of death under the pressure of Nie Xianling.
However, Gu Yunhang only glanced at it, and before he had time to wait for the outcome of the battle between the two, he was attracted by the movement outside the sixth palace gate.
Zhuang Wudao over there was still charging forward. What followed was an explosive roar that shook thousands of miles.
Just after this glance, Gu Yunhang's pupils suddenly opened, and his eyes showed an incredible look.
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"It's the prince——"
In the Seventh Level of the Imperial City, in the Zizheng Hall, the Spirit Emperor Yan Cangling's face was gloomy. The look in his eyes at this time was indescribably sad, but more importantly, he was angry.
The flames in his eyes almost turned into substance, hot and ferocious, full of murderous intent.
The prince, Yan Caichen, is his eldest son. He is not his favorite son. His temperament and ability often make him unhappy. And in the past hundred years, the forces that have gathered under the command of the prince's east palace have recently...
Make him more alert.
In the past forty years, Yan Cangling has thought about abolishing the crown prince more than once. Compared with the prince, King Yanxuan of Qi, King Yanwei of Jing, and King Yanming of Han were more popular with him. This also caused the ambitions of the princes to gradually grow, and fights and conflicts continued.
It's not a happy return, but the prince is his blood after all. How can it not hurt if someone cuts him down with a sword? How can he not be annoyed? How can he not hate? This feeling of being able to just watch and be completely helpless is almost overwhelming.
He goes crazy.
"Give me an order, everyone, you must try your best to capture this girl. If you want to see her body, I will kill her alive to appease my son's spirit in heaven."
When these words were spoken, everyone around the hall was silent. Master Zhengru was an outsider and there was no need to listen to his instructions. However, at this time, this person's face was pale and frightening, and he was staring into the distance. To Yan Cang
The words of the spirit are as if they have not been heard.
But the rest of the eunuchs and guards in the palace remained motionless, and none of them had any intention of obeying orders.
"Wait-"
Yan Cangling's eyes were filled with rage. He was not dead yet. Could it be that he could no longer control the people around him? He was about to have an attack when he saw an old eunuch in his sixties suddenly stepped in from outside the palace and faced Yan.
Cangling bowed: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. This is the old slave's order. Don't let him move. Now the situation is urgent. I ask your majesty to move the frame to avoid his attack."
Yan Cangling was startled and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
The situation is urgent. How is it possible? Mu Yuanxuan has arrived, and the six 'Boundless Sword Tombs' have also arrived. There is also Zhengru, who has also taken action.
How come at this time, he has reached the point where he needs to avoid his edge?
"You old slave, could it be——"
He originally wanted to say, 'Could it be that you are lying to me,' but the word lying came to his lips. Only then did Yan Canling remember that anyone in this world could lie to him, but he would not lie to someone like this.
However, he still couldn't believe this. With his brows furrowed, Yan Cangling suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look at Zhengru: "Master Zhengru, I wonder what the Zen master thinks? Do I need to retreat and hide now?"
The proof is that the Dharma is manifested outside, but there is still a trace of spiritual thought residing in the body. At this time, when he heard the words, he turned his head with a blank look in his eyes.
He knew that although Yan Cangling had cultivated to the realm of Yuanshen with the power of the Dragon Suppressing Stone, he was limited by the Dragon Qi, and many monks had not mastered the magical powers. The ability to know the prince's death was all based on blood induction. In fact,
We don’t know the actual outcome of the confrontation between Nie Xianling and Luo Tianshu in the East Palace.
There were several golden elixir monks nearby, who used a silver mirror to cast a spell for Yan Canngling to see thousands of miles away, but they could only reach the ten-mile radius in front of the sixth palace wall. However, due to the incident at the East Palace Prince's side,
In such a hurry, Yan Cangling didn't have time to see the details.
There was also this eunuch who surprised him even more. His name was not visible on the Tianji Monument, but according to his spiritual sense, he was probably not much weaker than Yuan Daozi. He should be one of the hidden heritage of the Yan family.
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Normally, he would have observed it carefully, but at this time, Zhengru was already in a state of confusion, and said in a sad tone: "In my opinion, Your Majesty really needs to step back for a while. Looking at Nie Xianling's magical power, it's quite...
There are some mysterious and difficult things that I am deeply afraid of——"
At the moment when he finished speaking, a huge wave of Yuan Power suddenly rushed in all directions. This time, even Yan Cangling could clearly sense it.
It's Luo Tianshu, who has been in charge of the Tiandao Alliance for the Great Spirit for two hundred years. He has died at the hands of that bitch Nie Xianling.
Immediately, a feeling of panic arose spontaneously from the bottom of Yan Cangling's heart. Looking at the figure of Zhuang Wudao in the treasure mirror not far away, who was using the magnetic element escape method to control the air, Yan Cangling felt even more...
A wave of cold air rushed down from head to toe, and the whole person was almost frozen.
Luo Tianshu had died, and Yuan Daozi Mu Yuanxuan was also shocked and almost lost his mind. However, the movements of the four dragon-armored divine guards did not stop, and the four square-shaped halberds slashed furiously from the left and right, striking directly.
Zhuang Wudao instinctively intercepted and sniped at this person. However, the latter did not dodge or evade this time, and then he heard a sharp and loud roar in the distance outside the palace. Four square-shaped painted halberds struck Zhuang almost at the same time.
Wudao's body was immediately rebounded and collapsed.
Zhuang Wudao's figure remained motionless, but the bodies of the four 'Dragon-armored Divine Guards' shook slightly. A blood mark appeared on each chest.
And this jaw-dropping sight is just the beginning. The attack speed of the Dragon-armored Divine Guard has long exceeded the limit of the human eye, and it is extremely difficult for even the Yuanshen monks to distinguish. At this time, every stroke of Fangtian Painting
The halberd brought up a blast of wind, thousands of
The shadow of Tao's golden halberd can cut out at least sixty halberds in one breath, transforming into a ball of golden light, shrouding Zhuang Wudao. Inside is a series of clanging, sharp metal sounds, like rain.
As endless as a banana.
Zhuang Wudao still did not resist, countless sparks aroused all over his body. His figure was suspended in the air, with twenty-four Yuyang Divine Mirrors behind him, and the Taixiao Yinyang Sword floating beside him. At this moment, his whole body
He was indescribably conceited and calm. No matter how the golden halberd shadow slashed and beat him, it could not hurt him or shake him even a little. Only the sword-qi cloak on his body flashed silver light from time to time, and the sword-qi feathers trembled.
Flip.
The six boundless sword tombs had now entered the imperial city, and countless red sword lights were slashing down from the sword tombs. The overwhelming momentum could almost completely drown Zhuang Wudao. However, these red sword auras were slashing down.
As much as the sword energy was released, it rebounded and slashed back, unable to do any damage to Zhuang Wudao.
The threat is instead the rune barrier on the six Borderless Sword Tombs, which emits a series of light patterns, violent winds, and countless scattered sword energy, sweeping and impacting in all directions. If it weren't for the fact that the Borderless Sword Tombs are famous for their good deeds,
He is good at attacking and defending, and his defensive ability is extremely strong. He was already riddled with holes by the red sword energy.
There were also those Yuanshen monks who reacted one after another. Dozens of high-level spells were completed almost at the same time. However, as soon as they reached Zhuang Wudao's side, they all rushed back one after another.
And Zhuang Wudao just stood up to the indiscriminate bombardment of these four dragon-armored divine guards, six boundless sword tombs and more than thirty souls and moved forward, as if he was strolling in a courtyard, as if he was at home.
Walking in the courtyard, calm and relaxed, eyes focused
No one treats the nearly 1,000 golden elixirs and the 15,000 foundation-building monks in the imperial city as if they are ants and mustard dust. The thirty souls and Mu Yuanxuan, who is ranked among the top ten of the Tianji Monument
He is the same generation as Yuan Daozi Zhengru and completely ignores
For ten breaths, Zhuang Wudao didn't fight back even once, but his momentum was getting higher and higher, reaching into the clouds, and his sword intent was concentrated to the extreme.
It was like a mountain, pressing down on all the Yuanshen monks, and they all changed their expressions. Under the counter-injury of the spell, many people had already suffered serious injuries, almost all of them in the same way, which reduced the frequency of Taoist magic condensation. That is
The six boundless sword tombs no longer had the momentum they had when they first arrived. They were suppressed by Zhuang Wudao, and the amount of sword energy they slashed was less than half of the previous one.
Then, Zhuang Wudao had already stepped in front of the sixth palace gate. He didn't move much, but the majestic and tall palace gate and wall in front of him were like "canopies." The sound of the "canopy" shocked everyone.
The entire 'Huangtian Shenji Dragon Suppression Formation' is like a charade. At this moment, it cannot stop and suppress Zhuang Wudao. On the contrary, once the formation's talisman is triggered to attack Zhuang Wudao, it will rebound with force.
Under the impact, it quickly collapsed and disintegrated,
Looking around, there seemed to be nothing in the imperial city that could stop him for a moment.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
When Yan Cangling looked at the scene inside the territory, she couldn't help but show surprise and confusion, and then asked: "Why are Mu Yuanxuan and Brother Yan Wang's brother Yuan Daozi unwilling to take action?"
But his eyes were fixed on Zhengru. When he thought about it, if these three people tried their best to intercept, how could Zhuang Wudao enter the sixth level of the palace so easily?
And Zen Master Zhengru, didn't he want to take advantage of this opportunity to surround and kill Zhuang Wudao in the imperial city? But the manifested Yuanshen just now also looked at him blankly, without any reaction.