As a crisp sound of drawing a sword echoed, a raging pillar of evil fire rose into the sky,
The crazy Cao Yuan, wearing a dark coat of evil spirit, dragged the knife with one hand, his scarlet eyes revealing the surging killing intent, like a madman who was not afraid of death, grinning and charging straight from the weakest position of the war department's formation!
Cao Yuan, who was originally in the "Klein" realm, after liberating the evil spirit of the Black King, the aura fluctuations emitted have reached the peak of "Klein", and the surging evil spirit sword light is slashing wildly in all directions, easily killing in this direction
A bloody road.
"All things surrender."
Baili Pangpang followed Cao Yuan unhurriedly, holding his right hand in the air, and the black and white Qi emerged under his feet, spiraling into a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, and invisible power spread out.
The next moment, the long swords and shields in the hands of these Nordic war corps trembled at the same time, flying into the sky uncontrollably, guarding around the fat figure, like a huge and hard shield wall, dividing the surrounding battlefield.
Immediately afterwards, Baili Pangpang made a complex seal with his hands on his chest and whispered softly:
"Xunfeng, Lihuo, and the Eight Wildernesses Burning Prairie."
As he finished speaking, the Bagua symbols on the periphery of the black and white Tai Chi diagram under his feet lit up one after another. Two of the hexagrams disappeared into nothingness. A moment later, a hurricane rolled with blazing fire and exploded with him as the center!
Countless disarmed Western-style long swords were wrapped in this terrifying fire storm. With the tip of Baili Fatty's finger, they shattered into rain of fire and poured overwhelmingly towards the Nordic War Department in front!
At the same time, Anqingyu, who was carrying a black coffin, had arrived behind the Nordic War Department at some point, walking like a ghost among the crowd.
In those gray eyes, two strange purple lights appeared vaguely. All the members of the Nordic War Department who looked at him seemed to have their souls taken away, and stayed motionless in place.
An Qingyu's blood-stained white robe stepped out from the dozens of figures who were as stunned as sculptures, lowered his head slightly, and pushed up his glasses.
Under the light, the lenses reflected two pale cold lights. The next moment, the stunned members of the war department suddenly seemed to be crazy, folded their hands in front of them, and smashed their foreheads hard!
Bang bang bang——!
A series of dull explosions were heard one after another, and those figures strangely smashed their own heads with their own hands, falling limply to the ground, with scarlet blood spreading out...
The ghost Jiang Er in a white dress floated out from the black coffin, passed through the blockade of the Nordic War Department as if nothing, disappeared without a trace through the thick dungeon door.
A few seconds later, a low creaking sound was heard, and the heavy dungeon door slowly opened from the inside, revealing a dark passage leading deep into the dungeon.
Behind the dungeon door, a Nordic war officer, who was leaned over by Jiang Er, swung the keychain in his hand and accurately threw it into An Qingyu's hands.
The cells in the dungeon are basically sealed with divine power, and it is impossible for them to break them with brute force, but with these keys, most of the cell doors in the dungeon can be opened.
"Well done, Jiang Er." An Qingyu smiled slightly.
[Night] The team's intervention tilted the balance of victory toward the evil side. The Nordic warriors stationed at the entrance gradually collapsed and were forced to retreat toward the entrance.
At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out of nothingness and stood in the air above everyone in the Nordic War Department!
The magical brilliance on his body gradually faded, and a figure holding a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand looked down at the many Nordic war troops below him. His eyes condensed, and two torch-like golden lights suddenly burst out!
【Wrath of the Tyrant】!
Unprecedented fear suddenly emerged in the hearts of all the members of the Nordic War Department below. They felt their shoulders sink, as if there was an invisible big hand pressing their bodies, and they knelt down little by little...
They struggled to raise their heads, trying to see the figure above them clearly, but the violent king's pressure firmly controlled their bodies. There was only an indifferent and majestic gaze, as if looking down at their souls through their skulls.
When the Nordic War Department was frozen and trapped, a wisp of night climbed onto the blade of [Zhanbai], and the figure in mid-air landed in the center of the crowd like a light swan...
His feet slipped.
Lin Qiye was stunned. He lost his center of gravity and was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, he slapped the ground hard with his other hand. He jumped into the air and drew out the [Zhan Bai] with his left hand!
The next moment, a sword light that ignored the distance swept across like a full moon, and dozens of heads were thrown up at the same time!
"Qiye!?" Seeing that figure, Baili Pangpang and others' eyes lit up at the same time!
Lin Qiye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
This damn [Star Coin] sequelae... almost made a big fool of myself.
Lin Qiye's entry became the last straw for the Nordic War Department. The entrance to the abyss dungeon was completely lost. Everyone from the Shangxie Society rushed behind the door crazily and fought towards the bottom of the dungeon!
Lin Qiye's eyes swept over everyone one by one, finally stopping on An Qingyu, and said in surprise:
"Qingyu, your realm..."
"I've dissected a lot of 'mysteries', so I'm progressing faster." An Qingyu smiled shyly.
"You are not only faster, your level has surpassed mine." Lin Qiye looked at An Qingyu as if he was looking at a monster.
An Qingyu scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Qiye, how's it going over there at the Rainbow Bridge?"
Cao Yuan asked curiously.
"Three main gods have come from Daxia, and the ceiling is almost all here... By the way, the senior sword master is also here."
"Senior Sword Master?" Upon hearing this name, the eyes of everyone in the [Yemu] team lit up.
"Yes, we haven't seen him for almost three years, and he is even more powerful than before." Lin Qiye smiled, "You will know when the time comes... Now let's go rescue people first.
I know the specific location where Memorial is being held, but the big guy down there is a bit tricky..."
…
Deep in the dungeon.
As everyone in the Shangxie Society fought bloody battles, the Nordic War Department stationed inside the dungeon was defeated one after another.
During this process, the number of people in the Shangxie Guild was also greatly reduced. There were originally nearly twenty top combatants, but now there are only eleven or two left, and all of them are injured.
Even so, they still didn't pause at all, like a sharp sword, rushing toward the bottom dungeon where the memorial was kept.
Just when they were about to reach the bottom of the dungeon, a deafening wolf roar came from the stone platform not far away!
A huge black shadow as huge as a hill slowly stood up from the darkness...