Inside the treasure, a woman with a cold expression sat calmly inside the treasure.
Beside her, there was a maid whose face was pale and full of fear.
Around the treasure, ten monks wearing armor formed a large formation to protect the treasure.
There was a lot of shouting and killing outside, but it was quiet inside.
The woman's eyes were fixed forward, never looking at the life-and-death struggle outside. There was only peace in her eyes.
Whether he was alive or dead, it didn't seem to bother her at all.
"Third Princess, why don't you run away? The people who came to Molou this time are not evil. There are thirteen great true kings and more than thirty monks. I'm afraid General Li will be difficult to make an enemy of!" The maid opened the curtain a little and looked outside with a look on her face.
He became even paler, and his eyes were full of fear.
"Escape?" The woman's voice was cold, "Where can we escape? In front of us is the Great Wilderness Mountains. Without General Li to protect us, we will all die from the maw of monsters."
"The Black Ink Tower may not be able to win. General Li has been in the Yuanying realm for three thousand years. He is a top-grade Yuanying and has cultivated enough to break through mountains and step into the sea."
The maid hesitated to speak, and finally sat down, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, her body trembling slightly with fear.
In front of Bao, there were more than twenty soldiers in armor standing together to fight with the monk from the Black Ink Tower.
Although the Molou had a large number of people, they were all scattered. On the other hand, the soldiers of Daqian Kingdom formed a battle formation and advanced and retreated in an orderly manner.
The two sides fought, but the Daqian Divine Kingdom side never retreated.
Among them, a golden-armored figure whose face was covered by a helmet was holding a spear and was fighting with the four great masters of the Ink House.
Boom boom boom...
The impact of the magic weapon is like shattering the night and tearing apart the world.
Furthermore, the soul and consciousness formed an army and turned into a golden dragon sword to attack in the night.
In the ink tower, nearly fifty people were taking action, and magic weapons were constantly bombarding the battle formation. Among them, a woman with a voluptuous figure, whose face was covered by an ink mask, stood proudly in the air.
"Li Xiangtao, don't struggle anymore. With your little strength, you can't stop my Black Ink Tower!" The woman's cold voice sounded. She was not in a hurry to take action and looked at the Daqian Shen Kingdom soldiers who kept retreating.
The man in gold armor swiped the spear in his hand and drove away several magic weapons. He stood coldly and proudly in the air.
"Seize the soul, if Li doesn't die today, he will destroy the ink tower in the future!" Li Xiangtao's voice was full of evil, and he moved the spear in his hand again. One man defeated the four true kings, and he did not retreat but advanced.
Seizing Soul smiled coldly, "The person the Saint wants to kill can't live without trampling my ink tower? Even the old emperor of Daqian Divine Kingdom here may not dare to say such words."
She sneered and said, "I have been fighting with you for a long time. I just want to see what the Golden Dragon Guard of Daqian Kingdom is capable of."
"Now I've seen it almost enough, let's stop here!"
After the sound fell, she sat cross-legged on the spot, as if there was a purple-black magic light shining in her eyes.
A white bone harp appeared between her knees.
"retreat!"
Suihun opened his mouth, his voice cold and arrogant, and in an instant, the four true kings who were besieging Li Xiangtao had already pushed away, heading towards the remaining eight true kings, heading towards the battle formation.
Originally, the number of soldiers in the battle array was small and they were struggling to support themselves. Now that the four true kings joined the battlefield, in an instant, some soldiers vomited blood and retreated step by step.
Li Xiangtao's pupils shrank suddenly and he turned around to help.
"How ridiculous! In front of me, do you still have other things on your mind?"
Seizing Soul sneered, she placed her hands on the bone harp and gently slid her fingers.
Buzz!
The strings vibrated, and for just a moment, a sound wave came out like a blade, tearing through the night.
Before Li Xiangtao could react, he saw those many sound blades bombarding his body-protecting essence, and his Nascent Soul's top-grade body-protecting essence was torn apart like paper.
Li Xiangtao suddenly turned around
He moved his body to avoid one of the sound blades, while dancing with the spear in his hand.
boom!
The spear collided with the sound blades. Li Xiangtao stepped on the void and took ten steps back. With each step, there was an explosion in the void, as if the air was being stepped on at this moment, and the air waves swept in all directions. .
Li Xiangtao's eyes flashed with sparkle, and his eyes darkened slightly.
"I said that you will be buried here today, together with the three princesses of Daqian Kingdom!"
"If a general dies in battle, he should be given a peaceful place."
Seizing Soul smiled and was about to play the piano. Suddenly, her eyes paused slightly and she turned her head to look north.
I saw a thin monk coming in the darkness of the night holding a Buddhist gift.
The monk never looked at her, but looked ahead. Although there was a battlefield in front of him, it seemed like nothing in the monk's eyes.
This monk was undoubtedly Qin Xuan. He did not hide or evade, and entered the battlefield alone.
"Where did the monk come from? Why don't you get out of here?" Duihun didn't say anything, but Zhenjun spoke out in the ink tower, with murderous intent in his eyes.
In a life-and-death struggle, how can outsiders be allowed to interfere?
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm and he didn't care. He was still walking, but at a slow pace.
Daqian Divine Kingdom and Black Ink Tower are both extraordinary forces in the Middle Earth. Black Ink Tower is one of the forces under the command of the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace among the ten star regions. The Holy Demon Heavenly Palace is a second-level force and is even more powerful than Tongbao Pavilion. Going forward, he has many demonic forces under his command, spread across the ten star regions, and many cultivation stars.
As for the Daqian Kingdom, it is one of the few kingdoms in China, and its old emperor is also a supreme being whose lifespan has expired.
However, what does this have to do with him? He just went to the Middle Earth. Cause and effect are determined. There are many battles in the world, and Qin Xuan will not interfere at will. Whether the Molou wins or the Daqian God Kingdom wins, it has nothing to do with him.
He was just walking, and the ink tower in front of him and the soldiers and generals of the Divine Kingdom were not qualified enough for him, Qin Changqing, to take a detour.
Qin Xuan said nothing, but his attitude angered the True Lord of the Black Ink Tower.
"Bald donkey, you are looking for death!"
The True Lord from the Black Ink Tower took action directly. He didn't even care when facing a Buddhist disciple in the Nascent Soul Realm.
There was a demonic sword as black as ink flying across the sky, slashing directly at Qin Xuan. The sword's light was as sharp as cracking the void.
With the magic sword in front of him, Qin Xuan took action without haste.
His hands holding the Buddha's power quietly turned into gold, and he shot forward.
boom!
The palm of his hand, as if made of gold, collided with the magic sword. With a roar, the magic sword flew out backwards. The pupils of the True Lord of the Black Ink Tower trembled slightly, with murderous intent rising.
Qin Xuan didn't say a word, but before the True Lord of the Black Ink Tower could take action again, there was a huge palm print in front of his palm, like a Buddha subduing a dragon and a tiger. The palm print was like a mountain, and the rays of light illuminated the night like daylight.
Big pagoda hand!
With just one palm, it landed on the body of the ink building master.
The body-protecting essence was like paper, the magic weapon flew upside down, and in an instant, the True Lord of the Black Ink Tower was destroyed into a ball of blood mist.
Until the palm prints dissipated, the entire battlefield became silent.
The monks from Mok Tower and Daqian Divine Kingdom all stared at Qin Xuan with their mouths agape, wearing thin Buddhist robes and a thin figure, but... destroying the true king with one palm?
Qin Xuan was still stepping forward, and the True Lord of Momo Tower couldn't stop being angry, "You are looking for death!"
"Bald Donkey, how dare you kill someone from my Black Ink Tower?"
The other eleven true kings were all furious. At this moment, Soul Reaver suddenly shouted, "Shut up!"
She stared at Qin Xuan, with a trace of palpitations in her eyes.
Not only that, Li Xiangtao's pupils were also trembling, and he shouted loudly, "Listen to the order and retreat quickly. Don't block the road!"
The two of them looked at Qin Xuan and his slow steps, each step seemed to be stepping on their hearts.
With just one palm, the two of them were extremely wary of Qin Xuan. What was even more wary was the aura emanating from Qin Xuan's hands and feet.
The figure walked slowly forward alone, facing the sixty or seventy monks and twenty true kings present, but there seemed to be a silent voice.