Chapter 1294 Four machines, rolling up a thousand piles of snow
"I don't want the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races anymore. Let's all take action with all our strength! This is his last magical power." Ao Xun roared crazily. He understood that Di Jiu's strength would never be lower than his. The most terrifying thing was Di Jiu's strength.
With magical powers, you are not afraid of siege at all. This moment is definitely not the time to hesitate.
At this moment, all the monks in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races rushed out of their caves.
Obviously in this war, the two sides did not care at all whether the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races would be destroyed. If they stayed in their caves, they would be seeking death. However, no one left. Such a shocking battle was really too much.
It's a rare opportunity and no one wants to miss this opportunity.
Yuan Changxiao's eyes showed horror. Only at this moment did he understand that Di Jiu was not inferior to him. He was sure that if he fought Di Jiu alone, he might not be his opponent.
Di Jiu was anxious in his heart. He knew that once his wave of sword power passed, it would be the opponent's turn to attack. Although he was not afraid, the strong men from the Honglin tribe would definitely arrive in time. At that time, he
I'm afraid I won't be able to get up and down.
It's not that he's afraid that he can't stop Ao Xun and others' magical powers, but he's worried that the Honglin tribe will use wheel tactics on him when they come. Although the seventh wave of swords is strong, it can't kill Ao Xun. It's best.
It was when his seventh wave of sword power was about to be suppressed that the strong men of the Honglin tribe swarmed forward. At that time, his four-year machine could exert its maximum power.
The Que Saint in the fifth step is much stronger than the Liyan Saint in the fourth step. If Aoxun hadn't blocked his domain and the waves of the sword here, he would have killed all the Liyan Saints in the fourth step.
Feeling the madness of Ao Xun and others, Di Jiu let out a long roar, and the Daoyun aura rolled around him, and the chaotic energy was also filled in this rolling Daoyun aura. The seventh wave of sword power, which was still taking shape, just blinked.
In a moment, it turned into a wave of swords exceeding 50 million feet and swept over.
The sword glowed ninety thousand miles away, turning into boundless killing intent and whizzing down, condensing into endless waves of swords rolling in!
Regardless of whether the strong men from the Honglin tribe can catch up with the fireworks of the Four Machines of Time, he will first harvest a wave with the help of the Four Machines of Time. At worst, he will leave when the strong men from the Honglin tribe come. The Saint of Ten Thousand Races
The city was destroyed by him, and Di Jiu wanted to leave, but no one could stop him.
The killing of Daoyun in the wave of swords is substantial. Including Ao Xun, all the strong men who besieged Di Jiu knew that if they could not stop Di Jiu's wave of swords, none of them would be able to survive. If
Having blocked Di Jiu's wave of swords, the person who died must be Di Jiu.
There is no need for Ao Xun to remind him that all the powerful men who besieged Di Jiu were frantically burning their Dao Yun or blood essence, and every magic weapon was suppressed by the terrifying wave of swords and unleashed an indomitable killing aura.
At this moment, either you die or I die. Everyone in this battlefield has no way out.
Aoxun really wanted to use the thunder hammer arrow. He believed that the thunder hammer arrow could definitely hit Di Jiu severely, but he also knew in his heart that once he used the thunder hammer arrow, even if hundreds of millions of thunder arrows passed through Di Jiu's knife wave,
Wall, their losses would not be less than Di Jiu's.
Apart from the wave of Di Jiu's sword that he could block, the fourth step of Liyan Saint's magical power was absolutely unstoppable. Once it rushed through him, the casualties would be heavy. Those who came today were all golden-armored saints from the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races.
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After just a moment's hesitation, Ao Xun's thunder hammer turned into a sea of thunder. Although the sea of thunder did not roll up tens of millions of feet, it rolled overwhelmingly toward the terrifying wave of knives.
All the fourth-step Liyan saints who were suppressed by Di Jiurei's three magical powers and the realm of time and space rules felt their whole bodies relax, and even madly used their strongest magical powers, or blasted towards the terrifying wave of knives.
Or directly attack Di Jiu.
The monks watching from a distance, even the fourth-step Liyan Saint, were frightened by the sight. They were sure that once they encountered Di Jiu's terrifying sword wave, they would have no choice but to wait for death.
They couldn't even touch the killing Dao Yun of this kind of sword wave, let alone use their magical powers to resist. The monks with stronger cultivation levels also saw it. If Ao Xun was not the first to bear the brunt, then he would follow Ao Xun.
The dozen fourth-step Liyan saints who attacked Di Jiu had all been killed by Di Jiu at this moment.
It can be seen that Di Jiu's previous killing of three Liyan saints from the Honglin tribe was not a sneak attack at all. With such strength, to kill three Liyan saints, a sneak attack was needed?
Although everyone's thoughts and eyes cannot penetrate into Di Jiu's terrifying realm of time and space rules, nor can they penetrate into the waves of Di Jiu's sword, they all know that this should be the most critical moment of life and death. It can be seen that both sides are
I didn't intend to get entangled, but I just attacked with all my strength as soon as I got up.
The momentum of the soaring knife wave finally collided with various magical powers, and the boundless sea of thunder was torn apart from the coastline at this moment.
The coastline of the Thunder Sea was torn apart, and the majestic thunder and thunder patterns in the Thunder Sea exploded instantly like an avalanche that suddenly appeared.
The breath of death filled this world, and the monks who were not very far away were swept into this avalanche-like sea of collapse and turned into dust in an instant.
All the monks who were watching were retreating frantically. They had a premonition that this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was Di Jiu's 40- to 50-million-foot sword wave.
The sword wave has not collapsed yet. Once it collapses, how many people will die?
"You dare to kill the Liyan Saint of our Honglin tribe, you are seeking death..." A roaring voice came from the distance. Unlike all the onlookers monks who quickly retreated, following this voice, dozens of powerful figures rushed towards
The thunder sea that has collapsed and the sword wave that is about to collapse.
"Hahahaha..." Ao Xun laughed. He was ecstatic in his heart. He could feel it. Although his thunder sea collapsed first, Di Jiu's sword wave was definitely about to collapse.
At this time, the strong men of the Honglin tribe came to help. No matter how strong Di Jiu was, he had nowhere to escape. So he was a little worried at first, but his momentum surged at this moment. He even took the initiative to rush towards the wave of swords. He absolutely could not kill Di Jiu.
Jiudou was taken away by people from the Honglin tribe.
Wow! Di Jiu's tens of millions of feet of sword waves finally collapsed and turned into billions of blade fragments.
But Di Jiu not only did not step back, but instead took another step forward and rushed into the billions of blade fragments. At the same time, he rolled up endless Tao Yun hand techniques. The torn blade wave fragments did not dissipate.
Instead of falling, it condensed and then exploded again!
The sword power gathers, and the killing rhyme begins!
Time flies by, rocks pierce the sky, stormy waves crash onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up...
Just like a huge wave crashing on the rocks, the seventh wave of swords of the Three Machines of Time hit Ao Xun's sea of thunder and numerous magical powers, blasting out terrifying fragments of killing sword intent all over the sky.
Ao Xun's face turned pale, and he knew that he had been careless. He thought that Di Jiu's three-card machine of time should be Di Jiu's strongest magical power, and that there would never be a stronger magical power.
But Di Jiu not only has stronger magical powers, but this stronger magical power also uses the power of their magical powers to bring their murderous intent to the extreme. This is equivalent to them helping Di Jiu improve the killing power and charm of his magical powers, and then attack them.
Own.
How many people can survive today with such a terrifying knife-like killing intent? He saw a gray light passing through Di Jiu's left shoulder, but he didn't feel the slightest bit happy because he knew very well that this should be the last injury Di Jiu suffered.
Already.
Poof! A stream of blood light exploded, followed by a muffled groan. Ao Xun didn't need to look, he knew that the people he brought and the Honglin monks who rushed into Di Jiu's last magical power in time had become
The opponent's hunting target.
Bang! Just for a moment, Ao Xun was stunned. Several blade fragments passed through Ao Xun's body. A sense of decay of the avenue came. Where could Ao Xun dare to stay? He grabbed a talisman without hesitation, and
To sacrifice.
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