Every time he took a step, hundreds of afterimages were dragged out, looking at them like a sea, and he was at a loss to tell whether they were true or false.
Tong Ruoran frowned deeply, even though her cultivation level was only lower than that of Chen Tian, but in the face of such an offensive, a sense of powerlessness surged into her heart, and she was so shocked that she could only tremble slightly.
She has always lived in the boudoir, and faced thousands of life-and-death crises, but she only dealt with them through personnel mediation, and there was no direct military confrontation.
The situation is so critical now that she can no longer think about it. If she is not careful, her head will be somewhere else.
Hang Qingchen stood on the terrace of the Changqiu Palace and looked up at the sky, his heart in his throat. The Xianyin Pavilion had turned around due to Tong Ruo, and had returned to its grandeur ten thousand years ago.
But now that he has encountered a powerful enemy, the well-known general of the Cangxi Yin clan... will Xianyin Pavilion be destroyed based on this?
She felt very bitter in her heart. While she was concerned about Tong Ruoran's safety, she also felt sad for the Xianyin Pavilion that had been passed down for thousands of years.
There was even more sadness in everyone's heart. Before Chen Tian came to Cangxi's northern region, life was miserable. After finally following Chen Tian for half a year to enjoy a life without worries about food and clothing, a powerful enemy came to attack.
Isn't there a paradise in the world?
What did Yongtai City do wrong? The Yin family insisted on killing everyone?
Everyone had the same thought in their hearts, and Lian Zixin's face was full of sorrow and anger. The people had just started to make progress in Taoism, but they suddenly encountered a powerful enemy, and they were born at the wrong time!
Tong Ruoran's body flashed, and he narrowly avoided the killing blow, but still left a bloody wound on his body.
Seeing that her spiritual power was about to be exhausted, she glanced at Xieyue Valley from a distance, and then, risking her shoulder blade being scratched by a gryphon, she turned her hand and raised the Paulownia Gusel, and finally transferred her spiritual power to hold on to the broken string and forcibly re-strung it.
The sound wave rises again and the wind howls.
As the veil was slowly blown off, Tong Ruoran's face was revealed with a stern expression. With his fingers flying around, wherever the sound waves covered him, it was slowly dyed with a dull black color.
The fallen leaves that were originally flying wildly now became melodious, and even the sun on the horizon showed a dim color.
Yin Jianyuan was shocked. He looked around as if he were in a dull ink painting, and the sky and the earth turned pale.
...What kind of sorcery is this?
When did Xianyin Pavilion awaken such martial arts?
Yin Jiancheng's body speed was greatly reduced, but surprisingly, he did not fall to the ground. It seemed that time had just slowed down, but his thoughts could still function normally.
He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, concentrated his mind again, turned his hand and struck out a palm upward, directly towards Tong Ruoran's throat.
However, Tong Ruoran didn't know whether he failed to respond in time or was dismissive. Anyway, he ignored it and continued to strum the strings with his fingers as if he didn't see Yin Jiancheng.
The next moment.
Waves of sound waves continued to gather, rushing like a tide, and finally transformed in front of Yin Jianye's eyes, and a phoenix suddenly appeared.
A hundred miles away there was a dull ink, except for this phoenix, which was as red as a torch and shone dazzlingly.
Its wingspan exceeds a thousand feet, and its tail has nine feathers spread out like a fan. Compared with it, the huge gryphon is as small as a chicken cub.
Tong Ruoran spread his arms in the air, standing proudly, his clothes slightly blowing in the air.
Her eyes glowed red-gold, and there was no trace of weakness at all. She looked like a god.
As she moved her index finger slightly forward, the phoenix in flames immediately let out a scream, fluttered its wings, stirred up wind and waves, and instantly overturned the griffin army.
The force of the prairie fire was unstoppable, and the thunderbolts dropped before they had time could not withstand the terrifying heat and exploded instantly.
The original overlord of the sky now became charred on the outside and tender on the inside. They turned into charcoal and fell to the ground into a puddle of powder.
Forbidden magic!
This is definitely the forbidden technique of the extraterrestrial demon!
Yin Jiancheng screamed in his heart as he watched the gryphon legion fall in great numbers. He never expected that these elite Yin clan, who had always been victorious in every battle, would one day be defeated at the hands of a woman.
In the eyes of others, these griffins are just livestock raised by the Yin family, like war horses.
But in Yin Jiancheng's eyes, they are all companions who have grown up with him, and they are brothers who have lived through life and death, just like brothers and sisters.
"stop!"
"Stop it!"
Yin Jiancheng roared, his eyes were so wide that they could burst. He ignored the scorching flames and walked towards the towering Tong Ruoran, hoping to stop her attack.
But the white-haired Tong Ruoran lowered his eyebrows, twirled his fingers and pecked like a bird's beak, turned around like a phoenix bathed in fire, opened his mouth and immediately spurted out flames.
The raging fire burned through Yin Jiancheng's beard and hair, turning them into black coals in an instant, and the armor on his body was roasted red. He was covered in blisters, like a toad with herpes on his back.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"ah!"
"ah!"
"ah!"
Yin Jiancheng screamed, and after his skin was scorched, tiny bloodshot cracks opened when he moved, emitting a fishy stench.
But Phoenix's offensive continued unabated. After screaming, it stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed Yin Jiancheng tightly, slamming him into the ground.
Both sides of the Changhe River began to boil, a large amount of water vapor came out, and violent explosions were heard one after another.
The forest trees were crazily destroyed again, and the towering ancient trees fell to the ground. A large number of sparks burst out, burning half of the sky as red as a soldering iron.
Seeing the arrogant griffin army fall to the ground, and the culprit was defeated, Yongtai City suddenly erupted into a roaring tsunami and cheers.
Hang Qingchen cried with joy. She held the unconscious Zuo Huangzhong, looked up at the white-haired Tong Ruoran, and sighed from the bottom of her heart:
"Great sound and sound."
"She really got it done."
"In the ten thousand years since Xianyin Pavilion, a peerless talent has finally appeared. He lives up to his master and his music."
But after looking at it, Hang Qingchen suddenly realized that something was wrong. Tong Ruoran had white hair. He must have been sacrificed to Yang Shou to squeeze out his spiritual power. The situation was extremely bad.
"Sect Master Liu!"
"Come on!"
Liu Wenhui had heard the order to stay in Changqiu Hall long ago, and he knew that Tong Ruoran was in danger without Hang Qingchen's reminder.
He stroked his beard, looked at the right moment, and used his spiritual power to slowly catch the unconscious Tong Ruoran.
Sacrifice of Shou Yuan to forcibly increase the combat power is a choice that monks have to make. No one would dare to use it unless they have no choice.
But Liu Wenhui has been practicing medicine for a hundred years, but he saw two cases in Yongtai City, one was Chen Tian, and the other was Tong Ruoran.
These two people are really determined and determined to protect whatever they are determined to do.
Now they are well, both of them are gray-haired people who have aged prematurely, which really makes everyone who sees them sigh.
A thought flashed across Liu Wenhui's mind, and he hurriedly channeled his pure spiritual power for Tong Ruoran to protect his heart.
When Chen Tian left Yongtai City, he received a sincere commission to shoulder the responsibility of saving lives and helping the wounded.
Liu Wenhui didn't know that Chen Tian had other intentions. His original intention was to take good care of Tong Ruoran and not let her act rashly.
But the situation was so urgent just now, who could stop it?
"Miss Hang, don't worry." Liu Wenhui comforted Hang Qingchen while practicing medicine, "Master Tong is just squeezing the spiritual power and damaging the consciousness. He will wake up after a little delay for two hours."
But the words just fell.
A harsh sneer came from the river.
"Wake up? I am here, who dares to wake her up? The witch will die!"
Everyone turned around and saw that it was Yin Jiancheng who was covered in blood. He was severely injured, but he was not killed immediately. He clenched his fist and swung it fiercely, and the armor on his body shattered inch by inch, and then a pair of broken wings suddenly sprouted from the pipa bones on his back, with black energy.