Since ancient times, few people in the world have cared about the Xuanhuang earth energy, thinking that it is just an external force that mud legs rely on for farming.
In particular, Elder Wuying was born in the Yin family of Cangxi, and was also the walking deacon of the Elder Pavilion. His status was extremely respected, and he did not care about the effect of earth energy.
Therefore, the formation method of weaving the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts, the so-called dragnet, only focuses on the Skeleton Thunder Dragon.
But I never thought that Chen Tian would just press his palm and break it into powder without any effort.
As for the Yu Diwang minions, they were burned to death by a group of ordinary people who were not popular, and they did not have the slightest effect.
Elder Wuying could not help but have a flash of astonishment in his mind. He deeply suspected that Xuantian Avenue had quietly changed. Otherwise, why could the ancient forbidden technique that had been passed down for thousands of years not kill everyone?
However, Chen Tian knew very well that the rich earth energy was the source of the power of incense. Because the common people were living and working in peace and contentment, wouldn't the power of incense come rolling in?
After careful management of Muye Wubao, more than 100,000 refugees and households returned to their homes, and the power of incense produced every day was enough to enlighten another Changhe Dragon King.
Even if there are countless fierce ghosts behind the Five Shadow Elders, how many sword energy rainbows can be blocked? How can they stop a hundred thousand civilians from pursuing a happy life?
Chen Tian remained silent.
But the light from the nine-story sword tower behind him became even brighter.
As he held the sword upright in front of him and hummed softly, the cold Changhong Sword Qi pierced the sky, fluttered out, and stabbed directly at the Five Shadow Elder among the ten thousand ghosts.
The buzzing sound of the sword was very pleasant, but in the heart of the elder Wuying, it was no less than a death song, shocking the soul.
He knew that he was firmly targeted by Chen Tian's murderous intent and could not avoid it, so he braced himself and raised the snake-headed scepter to forcefully receive the Changhong Sword Qi.
The elder of Five Shadows kicked the ground violently and retreated step by step. His feet plowed a ravine in the muddy ground, which was shocking.
Anyone who encounters monsters and demons along the way will be cut into pieces, their souls will be wiped out in an instant, and they will not be able to make any waves.
After retreating a hundred feet, Changhong's surging sword energy continued to attack unabated. Instead, under the blessing of the earth's energy, he became more and more courageous as he fought.
Click!
Poof!
The snake-headed scepter made of prehistoric Ganmu was completely unable to block Chen Tian's charged blow, and it broke with a sudden sound. The flying wood slag pierced the fingertips of the Five Shadow Elders, but he had no time to cry out the pain, and the pipa bone on his left shoulder was blasted by the aftermath of the sword energy.
Out of the big hole.
Wu Ying fell to the ground and looked down in disbelief, his hands covered with blood and wood slag. The sweet wood scepter from Kaiming Mountain in Kunlun Tianxu was broken?
Ganmu, also known as the Immortal Tree, is so hard that it can't withstand Chen Tian's sword energy?
Could it be that the legend of immortality is just like wood slag in the palm of your hand, the same...
When the elder Wuying's obsession was suddenly shattered, his heart ached, a hundred times more intense than the pain of wood slag digging into his fingertips. Even when Chen Tian came with his sword, he didn't notice at all.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the elder Wuying. He was hysterical. He picked up the pieces of wood everywhere in vain and tried to piece together the snake-headed scepter, as if he was crazy.
Chen Tian didn't know why, and felt a strong sense of sadness, but it didn't affect his move at all.
He used the Kurong Kick Technique, kicking him sideways into the air, breaking the neck of the Five Shadow Elder with one blow, and then swept his whip leg like a sickle, crushing the pipa bone on his right shoulder.
The elder Wuying fell down again and was violently knocked against the ground. His right arm was completely disabled and was quickly burned to black coals after falling into the flames of war.
"ah!"
"ah--"
The Five Shadow Elders saw the wood residue of the snake-head scepter turning into fireworks, and howled loudly, and their facial features were twisted ferociously in grief and anger.
An evil spirit, wrapped in resentment, rose into the sky, stirring up the sea of clouds and creating a stormy sea.
"Chen Tian! Go to hell with me!" Elder Wuying's voice was extremely hoarse, and his mind was extremely crazy.
As he gritted his teeth and attacked fiercely, his beard and hair fell rapidly, and his skin dehydrated and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Halfway through the journey, he was no different from a mummy that had just been dumped out of the coffin.
Chentian's pupils shrank suddenly, knowing full well that Elder Wuying was sacrificing longevity and forcibly mobilizing spiritual power. Seeing how he didn't care, he might self-destruct.
At the same time, after the snake-headed scepter was shattered, the ghosts were no longer restrained and restrained. They were also affected by the Five Shadow Elders' will to risk their lives, and their ferocity became fierce.
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The Yongtai army had no experience in fighting large-scale undead, so they were immediately killed to pieces. The eight thousand shield soldiers of the Taizi camp were the first to bear the brunt, and a large number fell in an instant.
Chen Tian forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned Feng'an's sword over, and kicked him like a hammer, trying to nail the Five Shadow Elder to the ground.
However, the elder Wuying had already gone crazy and lost all his mind. He didn't even care about the flying sword that penetrated his heart. He even accelerated his pace and ran like a shooting star, rushing straight towards Chen Tian.
Feng'an's sword was so sharp that even if it pierced Elder Wuying's heart and lungs, it would only stop him for half a breath, but not stop him completely.
But for Chen Tian, half a breath of time was enough for him to escape from the center of the explosion circle. He stepped on the ground and flew like an eagle in an instant.
Elder Wuying saw that Chen Tian was about to escape, so he jumped with all his strength, and the shin bones of both feet were actually pierced through the knees by his huge force. This shows that his hatred for Chen Tian is as deep as the East Sea.
But something unexpected happened to him again.
Chen Tianfei's figure in mid-air suddenly became confused, and in the blink of an eye, six identical figures appeared out of thin air.
Elder Wuying's Dantian was on the verge of self-destruction, and he could not be allowed to delay it any longer, let alone think about how Chen Tian could master the art of transformation.
He had no choice but to grab a figure casually, not letting go, and then look at the dark night, and finally cut off his meridians, causing the vast spiritual power accumulated in his Dantian to suddenly explode.
Rumble——
Rumble——
Rumble——
As a result, the extraordinary strong man who was in the ninth level of the world fell. The explosion swept through the entire Makino beach. Under the flames, a bottomless pit suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The rivers were so crowded that they suddenly deformed, and the air waves rippled through hundreds of miles of mountains and forests, uprooting them like a strong wind.
As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, water poured into the huge pit, flooding the red and hot magma along the way, and finally carried the vast water vapor and poured into the bottomless pit.
The dark clouds in the sky were fully stirred, and heavy rain fell. The Makino tidal flat once again became muddy, slowly diluting the blood everywhere.
Even though Yongtai's army was standing far away, it still suffered a lot of impact. More than a thousand soldiers were blinded by the strong light, and more than ten thousand had their internal organs dislocated.
Pang Xingyun struggled to get up from the floating soil, shook his groggy head, and suddenly shouted:
"God!"
"Who has seen the God?"
Fan Changxiang didn't have time to wipe the blood from his mouth, threw down his helmet, and rushed to the side of the giant pit. He stared for a long time with his eyes wide open, but he didn't see that familiar figure.
The three armies were shocked and immediately abandoned the wounded and searched inch by inch. The closer they found the final result, the more desperate Fan Changxiang felt. Until the heavy rain filled the huge pit, there was still no news at all.