The howling wind seemed to tear the sky apart, stirring up the remaining clouds and creating a mess.
The war situation became more and more anxious. The 800,000 civilians in Yongtai City nervously raised their heads and looked into the distance, fearfully staring at Tong Ruoran in mid-air.
Everyone knows very well that she has been following Chen Tian for the longest time and is also the most powerful monk in Yongtai City. If she loses, everyone present will die.
The wind blade was activated quietly, like a hidden arrow filled with poison, piercing directly towards Tong Ruoran.
However, this offensive was destined to disappoint Yin Jiancheng. Twelve beautiful figures were seen rising from the Changqiu Hall of Xianyin Pavilion. Accompanied by a melodious bell, the rushing wind blade became darker and darker.
Finally, the cold light faded away and turned into a breeze, fluttering the clothes embroidered with Yun patterns, making the twelve-syllable elder seem like a fairy descending to earth.
Each holding a musical instrument, they were divided into two teams and stood on the left and right of Tong Ruoran, looking at Yin Jiancheng from afar with a clear look in their eyes.
Zuo Huangzhong is the number one combat power among the twelve phonological elders, and his position directly determines the tone of the phonological chapter. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the mainstay.
She held an eight-petal catalpa hammer in the palm of her hand, and the runes suddenly shone brightly due to the spiritual power, and struck the Heavenly Demon Bell in response.
Rumble——
The momentum of the mighty sound wave was not inferior to that of thunder, and it resounded for thousands of miles. The surrounding air rippled round and round, and the clouds receded like a tide at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the clear sky.
The Griffin Legion had nowhere to hide. Their eardrums seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. They had a splitting headache and could not help but let out bursts of painful roars.
His shaky figure was like a kite with its string broken, almost falling to the ground.
The Heavenly Demon Divine Bell was originally an instrument used at the celebration banquet when the great human emperor led Cang Xi to defeat the alien demons. It was then brought into the tomb by Yin Tianqi, the ancestor of the Yin family, and was eventually discovered by Chen Tian and given to the Xianyin Pavilion for use.
After hundreds of experiments, Tong Ruoran has found the music score suitable for the Demon Chime. Now when the sound waves are emitted, the majestic appearance of ten thousand years ago is suddenly restored.
Yin Jiancheng is indeed a direct descendant of the Yin family, but he is obviously not as well-educated in history books as Tong Ruoran, and he does not think that the Demon Bell is the treasure of the Yin family.
He only knew that Xianyin Pavilion was different from his original understanding of being slaughtered by others. The continuous attacks made him miserable. The loud buzzing sound filled his ears and never stopped, making him a little dizzy.
This is not the way to go!
Xianyin Pavilion must be won!
As long as this group of women's soldiers fall, Yongtai City will no longer have a defensive force, and Chentian, who was trapped in Xieyue Valley during the world, will no longer have logistical supplies. It will be nothing more than a ball of meat and mud, left to be rounded and flattened by the Yin family's coalition forces.
Since long-range attacks don't work, we might as well try close combat. Yin Jiancheng's thoughts were racing. I don't believe that besides practicing music, they still have the energy to hone their external skills!
It has to be said that as a veteran of many battles, his on-the-spot reaction speed is staggering.
He immediately waved the command flag, and the seven hundred griffons immediately fluttered their wings and distanced themselves. They no longer clustered to confront Xianyin Pavilion. They soared into the sky and disappeared thousands of feet into the sky.
The thunder from the sky rained down again, and the spiritual stone engraved with the tribulus rune pattern was extremely unstable. When it sensed the spiritual power emanating from the Xianyin Pavilion, it immediately exploded, and fireworks appeared one after another in the air.
At the beginning, Tong Ruoran and the twelve syllable elders were able to resist, but when their manpower finally ran out, they did not have the ability to stay in the air for a long time like the Griffin Legion, and the spiritual power in their Dantian quickly bottomed out.
In addition, the Griffin Legion was originally born for war. It has experienced countless fierce battles and has much richer confrontation experience than Xianyin Pavilion, which is idle all day long.
After three or four rounds, Tong Ruoran could no longer hold on any longer. She turned her palms and pushed away the elder Nanlu beside her, then raised Tongmu Guser to catch two thunderbolts.
Click——
Tongmu Guser could not withstand the huge force, and the string broke in response, and was slapped on Tong Ruoran's left arm, leaving a bright red blood mark.
But it wasn't over yet. She didn't have time to cover the wound, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the sky above her head. The powerful pressure was more solid than Lu Wushan.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Tong Ruoran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw Yin Jiancheng using the thunder from the sky as a feint to attack, then chopping his palms with his murderous intent as if it were real.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zuo Huangzhong was so anxious that he picked up the catalpa wood mallet and smashed it at Yin Jiancheng, hoping to save his sect leader.
But after all, the catalpa hammer is just a musical instrument for playing music, not a war hammer. The moment it came into contact with the wind of Yin Jiancheng's palm, it was instantly shattered into pieces.
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Fortunately, with this obstruction, Yin Jiancheng's offensive was stalled. Tong Ruoran seized the opportunity and quickly ducked sideways, retreating hundreds of feet.
The fatal blow was neutralized. Yin Jiancheng was furious. He took out his flail and immediately struck Zuo Huangzhong hard. With a thought, he ordered the griffin to gather fire and fly towards him.
Zuo Huangzhong's method of cultivating music can be said to be outstanding, but her external martial arts skills are obviously only good for self-defense. This is the first time she has actually fought with someone, so she subconsciously mobilized her spiritual power to transform into body-protecting aura, and raised her palms to protect herself.
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But the fong was like a poisonous snake spitting messages, changing in many ways, and suddenly struck on the body's protective aura. The smaller branch passed around both palms and struck the left ear of Huang Zhong.
Not to mention that she, a woman, suffered a heavy blow, even if Fan Changxiang, who practiced external martial arts, was injured and his vital gate was injured, he would definitely be dizzy.
Zuo Huangzhong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, his vision went dark, and then he passed out without consciousness. His thin figure fell to the ground like a fallen leaf from a sycamore tree.
"Sister Huang Zhong!"
"Sister Huang Zhong!"
Tong Ruoran exclaimed that since she came to Xianyin Pavilion a hundred years ago, she has no relatives or friends in the world. She has always regarded her disciples as her biological sisters.
Now Zuo Huangzhong was severely injured and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Tong Ruoran was extremely worried.
But before she could fly up to hold Zuo Huang Zhong, Yin Jiancheng stepped lightly on the wings of the griffin, and immediately transformed into seven clones, galloping like the wind.
Xianyin Pavilion has been dependent on the extraordinary and powerful since ancient times. If you don't choose the Yin family and insist on committing yourself to Chentian who doesn't know the heights of the sky, you are simply seeking death!
Even if you are one of the four great beauties, I will not show mercy today, I will definitely make your beauty disappear!
A fierce cold light flashed in Yin Jiancheng's eyes, and he moved his palms like flying. Seven clones surrounded the upper, middle and lower groups and launched attacks together, weaving a dragnet.
Human beings have three souls and seven souls.
However, the three souls dominate the spiritual consciousness and cannot easily leave the body, otherwise they are likely to become a vegetative state.
The seven souls are worth making a big fuss about. They can often be regarded as the physical body and are constantly tempered. Even when the cultivation is perfect, the seven clones will be the same as the original body.
Thanks to the tens of thousands of years of Cangxi's Yin family inheritance, a large number of ancestors in the family who have been reborn, and massive resources invested in the research of souls and spirits, Yin Jiancheng's Qinggong movement is not just about speed.
He can even do what the Five Shadow Elders did, and create a clone to fight. However, his cultivation is not as deep as the Five Shadow Elders, and he can only last half a stick of incense at most. But for Tong Ruoran, this is a life and death she has never encountered before.
In a dangerous situation, if she cannot crack the secret technique of the Seven Souls, she is destined to die here.