In the sky, there were rolling dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, like an inverted ocean. Between the sky and the earth, there was a fierce wind, and it felt like a knife cutting the body.
Under the gloomy sky, piercing lights kept lighting up and extinguishing in an instant. They were the sparks caused by the collision of the magic weapons of Chen Yu, Zhu Shiji, Bai Jiutian, and Xia Houyuan.
"Clang, clang, clang!" Every time the four powerful weapons of the Mysterious Spirit Realm collide, there will be swords and swords. The energy surges and is so powerful that ravines appear in the earth, and pieces of towering ancient trees are shattered.
"Ah!" Zhu Shiji was like a wild beast. He was roaring, and the crimson cloud formed by his blood was billowing. The black war spear in his hand swept through thousands of troops and swung towards Chen Yu's head.
This was a blow that could definitely split mountains and seas. It was unparalleled. Chen Yu did not dodge, and the new sword in his hand was like a burning light, slashing forward.
"Zheng!" The two heavy weapons bombarded each other, and the consequences were terrible. With the two people at the center, the territory with a radius of hundreds of miles collapsed with a roar.
In order to forge this new sword, Chen Yu took great pains, and the black and yellow sword did not let him down. It was so hard that the edge of the sword directly broke Zhu Shiji's black war spear.
With a whoosh, half of the war spear flew out, like a meteor falling into the world, with a terrifying whistling sound, passing over the heads of tens of thousands of spectators.
An older generation from the Xuanling world turned around and took a look, his face changed drastically, "No, that direction is the ancient city of Manghuang!"
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Thousands of miles away, the ancient city in the wilderness!
A few hours ago, tens of thousands of Zizai Sect disciples, led by several elders, came here, announced their occupation of the city, and expelled millions of people, including casual cultivators traveling from north to south.
The mighty human-shaped dragon has left, and the huge ancient city seems empty and without fireworks.
At this moment, in an elegantly decorated restaurant in Manghuang Ancient City, several elders from the Zizai Sect were changing glasses of wine, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.
"Third Elder, when do you think this battle will end?" A woman in a green shirt, in her twenties, with a graceful figure and charming appearance, is the seventh elder of the Zi Zi Sect.
Even here, thousands of miles away, people in Zizaimen can still feel the trembling of the earth.
The wine cups and teacups placed on the table, the wine and tea inside, will ripple in circles in a few seconds.
"Seventh Elder, relax, our sect leader has lived for six hundred years. The devil surnamed Chen is just a monster. He is not a match for the sect leader." The third elder of the Free Sect is a middle-aged man.
Dressed in fine clothes, he drank to his heart's content and said carelessly that he didn't take Chen Yu, the leader of the world, seriously at all.
"Seventh Elder, the Third Elder is right. In addition to our sect leader, there are also Bai Jiutian of the Tianyao Sect and Zhu Shiji of the Tiandao Sect, three half-step Nascent Soul giants. Even if the immortal descends to the earth, he still has to weigh and weigh what the mysterious world is.
The first person in a thousand years is nothing more than a clown. He has no qualifications to talk about it on the stage. Come on, let's continue drinking!" The person who spoke was a young man with an arrogant attitude and he was the fourth elder of the Zi Zi Sect.
At the moment, several elders continued to drink happily, completely unaware of the upcoming life and death crisis.
The elders are carefree, but there are not a few disciples who really care about Zi Zi Sect.
On the towering wall of the ancient city of Manghuang facing the Burning Mountains, many elite disciples, both male and female, were crowded together. They all opened their eyes and looked towards the direction of Baidu Mountain.
"What is that?" Suddenly, a female disciple screamed, pointing her green and white jade finger into the distance.
On the horizon, a ray of light came with lightning speed, and the brilliant light tore through the sky.
"The speed of this shock is too astonishing. Is one of the seniors escaping?" A male disciple asked suspiciously.
"I know, it must be that damn devil named Chen who was defeated by our sect leader." A female disciple said happily, very excited, her face flushed. yyls
"It makes sense, hurry up, everyone stop this shock, don't let the devil named Chen escape like this!" The male disciple greeted everyone, preparing to intercept 'Chen Yu'!
Unfortunately, that light was not the so-called Jinghong at all, but the half of Zhu Shiji's black war spear that was interrupted by Chen Yu.
The broken war spear flew into the ancient city, like a hydrogen bomb being dropped.
"Boom!" The energy that destroyed the world spread violently, and the ancient city of Manghuang was drowned by the blazing golden light waves.
All the sounds were inaudible, the rows of pavilions and pavilions, the majestic buildings, the majestic and thick ancient city walls, everything disappeared.
On this day, in southern Xinjiang, two rounds of scorching sun rise up to the world, shining brightly!
The first round of the sun erupted when Chen Yu’s magical power, the golden treasure, destroyed Zhu Shiji’s thousands of feet of Dharma!
The second round of the sun was when Zhu Shiji's black war spear was broken by Chen Yu, flew thousands of miles out of control, and erupted after falling into the ancient city of Manghuang!
The black war spear is a magical weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Tiandao Sect. It is an important weapon in the mysterious spirit world. Its destructive power after it explodes is hard for ghosts and gods to stop.
I don't know how much time passed, but the magnificent light group finally disappeared.
The ancient city of Manghuang completely disappeared from the map, not even the ruins were left, only a sinkhole remained in its place.
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Thousands of miles away, tens of thousands of spectators were horrified, each with their mouths open in astonishment and disbelief.
Even though it's thousands of miles away, the 'sun' can still be seen with the naked eye.
"It's over. All the millions of people in the ancient city of Manghuang are probably dead!" An older generation from the Xuanling world sighed, his voice full of helplessness and compassion.
This is a battle between half-step Nascent Soul giants. It can move mountains and seas at every turn. If you don't pay attention, even if it is just an external Qi machine, it can change the terrain.
Not to mention ordinary mortals who have no power to tie a chicken, even monks of low level will end up with no bones left if they are not careful.
Many people watching the battle were in a bad mood. It was inevitable that innocent people would be injured in the battle, but there were more than one million civilians in the ancient city.
After so many deaths at once, no one can maintain Gujing Wubo's state of mind!
"No!" There was a roar, but on the top of the mountain, Xia Hou Gong and Xia Hou Ying were facing the direction of the ancient city of Manghuang, and their bones softened on the spot.
It's over, completely over!
The tens of thousands of disciples of Zizai Sect and the tens of thousands of underlying accumulations are all gone!
Huang Cang's face was as white as paper, his body was swaying, and he almost fell from the top of the mountain.
Everything that the Xiahou family had inherited from generation to generation was wiped out.
Except for the dozens of people on the mountain, Xia Houyuan is equivalent to a polished commander.
"Roar!" There was a roar like the roar of an ancient beast, resounding throughout the sky and the earth. That was Xia Houyuan.
He saw the scorching sun rising in the direction of the ancient city of Manghuang, and everything he had worked so hard for suddenly disappeared.
He was like a furious lion, the magic armor burning with all his strength and billowing magic mist, like an invincible god of war awakening.