Several more old men rose into the sky, their auras thick and far-reaching.
These old men are all ancestors of various wealthy families in Jinling. They are very old and have been in seclusion all year round. Even the juniors in their respective families may not know that there are such powerful people in their families.
now.
The older generation of secluded and powerful people are emerging one after another.
In the sky above Jinling, the energy was surging, with fierce piercings across the sky, stirring up the howling wind.
"It turns out that there are so many old friends, which is interesting. It seems that everyone usually hides it very deeply. Old man Luo Xiong, I have to intervene in whatever I say."
“Everyone, if you don’t take action now, how long will it take?
The Lu family of Jinling invites you to fight!"
"Hahaha, it's so lively, my Qi family wants to join in the fun!"
"Jinling Yu family, please fight!"
"..." One strong person after another flew through the air.
Jinling City is in danger. These wealthy families have grown up and practiced in Jinling since childhood. It is unclear whether it is the feelings of family and country or the fact that they cannot bear it, but as long as they think that Jinling City is about to be destroyed, these strong men choose to join hands.
.
The injured strong man, the strong man in seclusion, the strong man in seclusion.
Whoa! Whoa! One after another figures came galloping towards me.
They all rushed towards the Purple Mountain, moving forward inexorably, like moths rushing to the flame, with fierce momentum.
Jinling Tang Family.
Tang Yuansheng's face was as gloomy as ink, and his breath was restless.
Tang Anshun was even more frightened by this scene. He only felt his face was a little hot. This wave of slaps in the face was overwhelming. He thought that no one came out, but the result was good. Except for the Tang Chamber of Commerce, the wealth of every family in Jinling City was almost overwhelming.
Move out! "Let them go!"
"A bunch of people who don't know whether to live or die!"
Tang Yuansheng snorted coldly.
...over the Purple Mountain.
Phew! Phew! Three strong men from the Guo family arrived first, followed by Yang Xiong, Chu Wenyuan and others.
It's been a while.
One after another, figures came through the air, standing proudly in the void, with thick aura permeating the world. At a glance, there were at least forty people with Nascent Soul Realm background! And there was a steady stream of strong men coming,
Half-step Nascent Soul, Golden Core Realm, and Foundation Establishment Realm monks also roared over.
Several military warriors also jumped up in the air, clasping their hands and saying, "Thank you for your help."
"General, this is serious. Jinling is our home, so naturally we don't want young people to destroy it."
Wang Fu shook his head slightly.
He pondered for a moment and said in a concentrated voice: "Everyone, the seal of Purple Mountain has reached its extreme. We must share the pressure and work together to suppress the evil spirit!"
"The mission is very difficult and dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be in danger of falling!"
Wang Fu glanced at the entire audience.
None of the monks stepped back.
A white-haired old man stepped forward: "Wang Fu, there is no need to say any more nonsense. In one sentence, let me, Di Zongping, go to the most dangerous place."
Although the old man's aura was strong, it was a bit messy, and his blood was extremely scattered.
This is a sign that Yangshou has reached its peak and is about to fall.
"I don't have long to live. I originally wanted to die quietly, but for the rest of my life, I have even chosen a coffin and a cemetery."
"Haha, the result is good. Xiaoxiao people want to destroy Jinling City, but also destroy my Di family, destroy my coffin and graveyard, which is unbearable, the only choice is to fight with your life!"
Di Zongping's eyes sparkled with light.
Boom! The cold breath suddenly erupted.
Di Zongping's originally turbid eyes were now extremely sharp, and the dissipated energy and blood soul suddenly surged.
This is the potential power stimulated by burning the Nascent Soul! Although it can explode with powerful strength, the burning of the Nascent Soul is an irreversible process. In other words, Di Zongping is ready to sacrifice! "Old Di..." Yang Xiongchu
Wenyuan and others were all moved.
"I am half dead. It doesn't matter if I die early or late. You are so sad!"
Di Zongping shouted coldly, turned around and looked at the black air column that shot straight into the sky in the center of Purple Mountain. His breath vibrated, and he suddenly rushed towards it.
Bang! Di Zongping's aura was instantly submerged. Even if his natal soul was burned, it would still be a drop in the bucket compared to the terrifying ghost aura.
"Haha, you old monster Di is quite bloody."
An old man came out with a smile: "Well, it's a waste to keep my broken body. Before I die, I can have a good fight."
Wow! Illusory fire burst out from the old man's body, and his aura also surged. He took a step and appeared next to Di Zongping in an instant. At the same time, he burned his natal soul and suppressed the endless ghost energy.
"Old Ghost Di, Old Monster Zhou, do you want to show off your power in front of me, Luo Xiong?"
"no way!"
Another old man in rich clothes walked out, with a majestic look and a strong breath.
Luo Xiong, a long-established wealthy family in Jinling, the ancestor of the Luo family.
Boom! The Nascent Soul is burning, and the momentum is rising steadily.
Luo Xiong made a move with one hand, and the void burst. A long staff with runes engraved on its entire body came out of the air. It was a top-notch spiritual weapon.
With this stick in place, the faces of many strong men around him changed slightly.
Sixty years ago, Luo Xiong could be said to be proud of Jinling with one person and one stick. At that time, the Luo family of Jinling was also one of the super wealthy families of Jinling. Unfortunately, he failed to cross over to the gods in the end, and the Luo family gradually declined.
"war!"
Luo Xiong punched the long stick, and the void exploded. The long stick came with great force. Luo Xiong stamped his foot in the void. He was very fast. He struck first and grabbed the head of the long stick and swung it down suddenly.
"The magic stick!"
Roared out angrily.
Bang! Boom! A giant long stick with a size of a hundred meters appeared in the sky. It crashed down with a powerful force that cut off rivers and seas, directly breaking the gushing evil energy from it.
Seeing the evil spirit spewing out again.
"Old Monster Zhou, this is the time!"
Di Zongping roared, his sword intent erupted, and a pure white jade sword emerged, suddenly piercing the crack in the center of the Purple Mountain.
The sword intention fell.
Immediately afterwards, the earth spiritual power in the air was agitated, Old Monster Zhou roared repeatedly, and huge rocks within a hundred meters radius gathered one after another, forming a stone mountain that suddenly fell down and blocked the cracks.
The roar is artificial.
The ghostly energy gushing underground in Purple Mountain was temporarily blocked.
But the price is that three people at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm must burn their own Nascent Soul to be able to block it.
"Why are you still standing there?"
Di Zongping shouted loudly: "Let's form an array and share the ghost energy together. Hurry, I won't be able to hold it anymore!"
The faces of Chu Wenyuan and others changed dramatically, and they hurriedly flew over and landed in the surrounding areas, releasing their strong spiritual power to jointly resist the evil spirit.
for a while.
The entire Purple Mountain's spiritual power surged wildly, colliding with the endless ghostly energy.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom..." There was a loud roar.
The collision of two strong breaths was like the sound of thunder and the shaking of the earth.
High in the sky, the Ghost Head Saber launched a frenzied attack on the Wanling Talisman Monument. The thick ghostly dark cloud above everyone's heads had absorbed too much ghost energy and began to surge.
After a while.
"Bang!"
A loud noise erupted from the ghostly dark cloud, and an extremely cold breath poured down.
Almost at the same time.
"Crack--" More than a dozen cracks opened on the Wanling Talisman Monument again, and then shattered!