Zhao Na and the others' faces changed wildly. The treasure ship and other flying magic weapons they were located all dispersed, retreated thousands of miles away, and opened the protective magic array.
Anyone knows how earth-shaking and lethal it will be once the powerful god starts a war. A wisp of law can easily strangle a Nascent Soul.
At this moment, the suspended mountain, which was originally shrouded in the misty clouds, suddenly emitted a roar, trembling, and colorful light shot into the sky to the bullfighting, revealing its true face.
"The road to the pass is as iron as iron!"
Everyone screamed and was shocked to see it.
On the hanging mountains, various palaces, fortresses, magic circles, layer by layer, continuous, all of which are noble and majestic, with a magnificent momentum, either a flickering treasure light, a silver light bursting, a black mist, or a sword energy shining
, the spirit is extremely concentrating, exuding a vast power, shocking the earth, making people feel palpitations and depression, and are basically at the level of Taoist instruments.
Amid the sound of drums that shocked the sky and shocked the sky.
Tanks, flying boats, and warships were arranged in military formations and pushed out together, covering the sky and sun, forming a font shape, surrounding Jiang Tian.
These combat magic weapons are huge and unfriendly, just like moving castles, which are hundreds of feet long and thousands of feet long, and are vigorous and breathe in ancient light. The runes carved on them are even more brilliant, flowing without leaving any trace, emitting the avenue.
Power can completely resist a random attack from a powerful god-turned-god.
Above these large magic weapons, there are the power of the Nascent Soul Law, and the roar and trembling of the great way. The majesty of transforming the gods was released without any scruples, rolling like a tide, shaking the earth.
When Zhao Rou felt it, she felt palpitations.
"drink!"
Above the magic weapon and in the fortress, tens of thousands of monks were wearing metal armor, with a cold air, his helmet and mask, even his face covered, which was extremely intimidating. At this time, he shouted loudly and his voice was as powerful as
The waves rolled up and pushed towards Jiang Tian.
Snap!
The void was twisted, and the blue waves of the sea caused a turbulent wave. Tornadoes formed, connecting to the sky above and to the bottom of the sea, destroying and destroying, and terrifying, rushing towards Jiang Tian.
However, how can these changes in the astronomical phenomena hurt Jiang Tian?
He stood out of nowhere, with a chaotic aura lingering around him. The tornadoes dissipate at the touch, or avoided them. Jiang Tian didn't even fly up the corner of his clothes, his face looked at them with a calm expression, and he looked at them mockingly: "Wait, do you really want to stop me?"
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"Jiang Taichu, the Zhao family, Zhenhai family, suppresses all over the world and fights to protect the immortal ruins. Today, I will kill you!"
A monk rode a mighty dragon and shot from the huge warship toward Jiang Tian.
It’s Zhao Tulong!
This person is extremely tall and magnificent, like a mountain standing with a leopard head and eyes, and a beard that is like a hard brush. It is unstoppable and its state is intimidating.
He put on his armor and held a square painting halberd in his hand. He had a lot of water rust on his face, and his exposed skin was also covered with scales, like iron armor. Obviously, he was a sirens clan, with at least part of his bloodline.
He is already in the middle stage of the God Transformation, and his strength is probably equal to that of the Fire God Emperor. The gods are solidified, their qi and blood are strong, and various water laws are intertwined and surrounded by them, with a mighty momentum.
"Friend Taichu, our cultivators, should help the poor and help the poor, take it as their responsibility to save the people of the world. Why do you have to set off a bloody storm? For the imperial power? For revenge? I really don't understand the Taoist. After all, if the third star in the South Gate explodes, if it explodes, the third star in the South Gate explodes.
, We all have to die! With the eyes of fellow Taoist Taichu like a torch, we can naturally see through such illusions!”
A monk wearing a green robes with various patterns of zhilan orchids and jade trees and precious medicine and spirit sketches, slowly walked out.
His hair and beard were all white, but his face was rosy, his fairy-like style, kind-hearted eyebrows, and his tone was not hot. He told him in a casual manner, trying to resolve Jiang Tian’s murderous intent and fighting spirit.
This is the founder of the Medicine God Sect, and also a powerful god-transforming god. He once traveled barefoot all over the world to cure poor people, treat the sick and injured as parents, lick carbuncles and hemorrhoids for him, and also cut flesh to treat people as medicine. He is kind-hearted.
The benevolence and wisdom are regarded as the "god of medicine" in this world. There are hundreds of millions of believers and countless temple statues.
"Fellow Taoist Taichu, don't be obsessed with it. Let go of the murderous intent, we can completely ignore the past and shake hands with you. The third star of the South Gate is about to explode. The most urgent task is to open peace for the people of the world and solve this crisis!
The descendants of the Spirit Star are also for the natives of the Immortal Land and the people in the lower realm!”
The Lord of the Demon King Palace is a charming female cultivator with a very hot figure, a noble chest, slender waist, extremely long legs, and the legs are like jade pillars, with delicate and orderly curves. It is just that the demonic spirit is rolling and the eyes are as charming as silk.
She was also fighting for the spirit and attacking in her heart, trying to dismantle Jiang Tian's fighting spirit.
"If fellow Taoist Taichu insists on his own, although we are not as strong as fellow Taoist Taichu, we are not afraid of death and are determined to fight against fellow Taoist Taichu!"
The leader of the Haotian Sword Sect, Jue Wuchen, is tall, fluttered in clothes, and elegant in appearance, like a banished immortal, but his eyes are cold and his eyes are sharp like a peerless sword.
He is the peerless sword cultivator above the Immortal Ruins, second only to the Sword God, and is known as the Sword Saint. The sword comes out of selflessness and only seeks to kill the enemy. It has a sharp aura, as if the world is so great, it is nothing more than
He cut through with one sword.
His words were not false.
Tens of thousands of monks were all loyal to the Immortal Ruins Dynasty. Their eyes were calm, without any slight tide, without any fear, but they were ready to die as if they were home, with a tide of fighting. In this battle, they were preparing to die, for loyalty and for maintenance.
The supreme dignity of the dynasty is also for the retention of the roots of civilization.
"Haha! Decide life and death? Do you have this qualification?"
Jiang Tian chuckled lightly, and his cold eyes made the smile appear cruel and cold-blooded.
Jiang Tian responded to him only with a sword.
Jiang Tian used not the Juetian Sword, the consumption of the immortal weapon was extraordinary. Moreover, with Jiang Tian's strength, the Juetian Sword was not needed.
This is just a spiritual treasure-level flying sword, not even a Taoist weapon.
With Jiang Tian’s current strength, he has the ability to turn decay into magic, and even if he is scrapped copper and iron, he can burst out with terrifying power.
With a sword, the snow-bright sword light shone. The second star in the South Gate seemed to be dim for a moment. When he cut open the sky, it seemed like a galaxy hanging down. With a click, the space shattered and a terrifying crack appeared.
"kill!"
Seeing that Jiang Tian's sword exploded, he rushed towards him, Jue Wuchen had no fear of retreating, and roared angrily, rushed towards Jiang Tian like a moth to the fire, waving the sword in his hand, and the sword erupted like a torrent in an instant, and a stream of
The peerless killing aura filled the sky, and Zhou Kewen and the Zhao sisters from Tianmang Cave Heaven all felt their souls tremble, as if they were about to be destroyed.
"It is worthy of being the Sword Saint Jue Wuchen..."
Many monks exclaimed.
This sword contains the meaning of Haotian, as if the God of Haotian came to control the people, was strong and powerful, could turn the world upside down, destroy demons, and pardon the gods and pick stars.
The sword energy long dragon was thousands of feet long, dancing in the sky, heading towards Jiang Tian, with endless power.
"Jiang Taichu will die!"
The Zhao sisters all looked expectant.
The two women felt at the same time that although this sword was slightly inferior to the sword god, it was definitely better than the Cave Heaven's Masters, at least with the Tianmang Cave Heaven's Masters.
The strength of Haotian Sword Sect is indeed quite good, and it is a rising star. Although it does not occupy the Cave Heaven World and is located in the mundane world, its strength is definitely no less than that of the Six Cave Heavens.
"Even if you don't die, you will be severely injured and exhausted!"
Zhou Kevin's eyes were extremely confident.
Bang!
The two sword energy collided, and Haotian's sword energy and the law shattered at the first moment and could not resist it at all. Then, Jue Wuchen screamed and roared, even the body with the gods and gods were all made by Jiang Tian.
The sword energy law was strangled into pieces. The blood-colored crystal-clear bones flew across, smashed into pieces, and then they were swallowed up by Jiang Tian’s Taotie Returning Yuan Law.
"What?"
At this moment, all the monks watching the battle were frightened and couldn't believe it, as if they were seeing a demon.
This is too powerful.
Jue Wuchen, a dignified swordsman and a powerful god-turned-god, is no less powerful than the leader of the Cave Heaven, and is still killed by a sword.
"Jiang Taichu is already in full swing. How can she recover so quickly in seven days..."
Zhou Kaiwen's eyes were deep, after all, he was also a Nascent Soul monk, so he could see some clues.
"Is this evil thief invincible?"
The Zhao sisters looked scared and sad, and hated Jiang Tian to the core, hoping to see him fall immediately and be crushed to pieces.
"kill!"
But, what is shocking is.
The Hanging Mountain defenders were not afraid at all, and they were simply desperate. With their roars, they turned into a torrent of steel and rushed towards Jiang Tian. All kinds of attack arrays and Taoist weapons were turned on, and they attacked Jiang Tian.
"For the people of the world, for the vicissitudes of life, for the land of immortal ruins, for the dignity of the dynasty, our monks have the responsibility to defend the land and have no way to retreat. We should overcome all difficulties and not be afraid of sacrifice! Kill!"
Seeing that his old friend Jue Wuchen died in battle, Zhao Tulong was furious and his eyes were red. He stood on the head of the huge dragon and rushed past. His long halberd pointed at Jiang Tian and shouted loudly.
"Kill! For the sake of vicissitudes and justice, for the people, and for the descendants, we will shed the last drop of blood!"
The God of Medicine's face became as cold as iron and his eyes were firm.
Amid the roar, he slapped the mustard seed ring on his waist and sacrificed a golden flag of merit, which condensed the power of faith of thousands of believers. He became bigger in the wind and was extremely heavy, like a dark cloud covering the sky, and the mountains fell down and headed towards Jiang Tian.
Call.
The disciple of Haotian Sword Sect was the fastest. The sword saint Jue Wuchen was killed by Jiang Tian in front of them. How could he bear it?
Three thousand of them rode on several sword-shaped flying boats. With a roar, thousands of flying swords rose into the air, pulling out the turbulent white space, like a supersonic fighter, flashing sharp and cold light, densely packed, covering the sky, towards the sky,
He went to kill Jiang Tian.
"die!"
Jiang Tian's eyes were cold, like the eternal great way of ruthlessness, who treated the people as straw dogs and killed them with one sword.
The sword was slashed out like chaos, dividing yin and yang, and suddenly a irregular curve was split between heaven and earth, and it actually broke through the space, and it was completely covered, and it slashed many sword-shaped flying boats.
Snap!
The flying boats collapsed and disappeared, explosions one after another, and the sky was full of fire and flowers of a mile of radius, and the metal melted, like heavy rain pouring down.
Among them, three thousand sword cultivators, at least there are Nascent Soul Realm, and even half-step transformation into gods, but almost no one escaped. The coefficient was torn to pieces by violent forces and burned to ashes by the terrible high temperature.