Wu Changbai, who was thousands of miles away and on the north side of Dingyang City, also received Wang Muzhi's eagle message, got up, mounted his horse, and rushed towards the nearest city.
It’s not just Qin Lihu and Wu Changbai.
Jiang Wu, Fang Ada and other northwest road commanders also mobilized.
Wang Muzhi, on top of the flying eagle, looked at Dingyang City shrouded in white mist.
Buzz!
Invisible qi forces collided violently under his eyes, and it was a crazy fight that exceeded eight martial saints.
And through this momentary fluctuation, his heart was shaken, and once again, he caught a glimpse of the future in the omnipresent light.
Light not only exists in the present, but also runs through the past, present and future, and is even the basis for the existence of time.
Spectral transformation is not only capable of transforming shadows, but its essence lies in splitting light.
That is to say, various mysterious magical powers are differentiated from "light".
After being promoted to the 'God of the Day' in the Ten Capitals, his magical power finally entered the third level. At this moment, he saw more.
Mu Qingliu, Qin Lihu, Yu Baimei, Lu Qingting, Chu Tianyi, Ning Wuqiu, Jiang Wuhuang...
The figures of many people in Dingyang City flashed past his eyes, and immediately, he felt his eyes drifting to an extremely distant place.
In a trance, he glimpsed a corner of the future.
"puff!"
In less than an instant, a mouthful of blood had been spurted out of his body, and thick blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Beidou, Beidou..."
But he seemed unaware, and there was a lot of doubt and confusion in his eyes, as well as a trace of terror that he couldn't easily detect:
"Why is there still no you in the future..."
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Huhu~
The cold wind blew through the frozen streets.
Somewhere in the crack of a door, someone cautiously looked over with frightened eyes, looking at the people and things frozen in place like bubbles in a dream.
"Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, Granny Lin... you, you..."
With tears in his eyes, Fang Han tightly covered his mouth for fear of making even the slightest sound.
The young man shivered in the cold wind.
He didn't know what happened, he only knew that after he woke up from the stable that night, everything became like this.
The bossy housekeeper, the submissive maid, the indifferent guard, and even the superior master and his wife.
Together with Baiyun Ma, whom he had served for many years, they all turned into illusory shadows.
They maintained their last movements and expressions, but they all turned into shadows, unable to move or touch.
Phew~
Suddenly, he lowered his body and heard the sound of footsteps. He looked carefully and saw several Taoists in white clothes walking over in a hurry.
"It's them……"
Fang Han's heart trembled.
He knows these people!
For a year, these preachers from the Lisheng Cult preached scriptures, gave medicines, and gave out porridge all over the city, and they became quite famous in the city.
He had also listened to these people giving lectures, but every time he listened, his heart felt a little hairy, so he never went there again.
"these people……"
His heart was filled with chills, and he shrank down cautiously, but he only heard a sneer, and the heavy door was pushed open with great force.
A hand caught him among the sawdust in the sky.
"It's done, it's done!"
Fang Han was horrified, but he heard laughter coming from his ears:
"Those who can survive under the old mother's Taoism are all those with extremely good luck. This kid can be exchanged for at least thirty blood pills if he takes it to the teaching!"
"伱......"
Fang Han struggled hard, but felt that his arm was as heavy as a mountain, unable to shake it at all.
It’s over…
He was extremely frightened and angry, but he felt cold at the same time. The disappearance of all the people in the city had something to do with that old mother?!
"You shall not die well!"
He was extremely sad and angry, but the only response was a sneer:
"Isn't it a good death? Hahaha, if my mother comes out of the mountain, everyone in the world will belong to my holy religion. Who can..."
The laughter immediately turned into a groan, and hot blood instantly splashed all over Fang Han's face, and he raised his head in shock.
But he saw that the men in white clothes in front of him all had their heads missing, and blood was spurting out wildly.
On the street outside the door, a swordsman dressed in black was looking at him coldly:
"Collect the body and find a secluded and safe cellar to hide..."
"Big, big hero..."
Fang Han was still in shock and was about to speak, but the figure of the swordsman was no longer in front of him.
call!
The cold wind blew his long hair, and there was a strong smell of incense and blood in the wind. Faintly, Yang Yu saw the eight-faced Buddha looming in the white mist.
"Old witch..."
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the boiling murderous intention in his heart, Yang Yu turned around and left.
The moment he arrived at Dingyang City, the killing intent in his heart was almost uncontrollable, but he still endured it.
call!
With a figure like the wind, he crossed half of the city, and in a few moments, he arrived at a house.
The huge Dingyang City has become a ghost. No, it doesn't even have a ghostly air. Only this place is very popular.
"you……"
Outside the house, some Liansheng disciples realized something was wrong. They turned around and saw darkness in front of them.
As soon as his feet moved, Yang Yu showed no mercy. The True Gang danced wildly like thousands of sharp knives, causing rivers of blood to flow wherever it passed.
There are many experts in this courtyard, but to him, they are nothing.
Under the blessing of the Martial Saint's will, his True Gang was like a flying sword. Anyone he saw was struck to the ground by the force, and he could not even scream.
However, until he slaughtered all the people in the courtyard, the old man and the others were not found.
Not here?!
"No, the old man is right here!"
Yang Yu's eyes condensed, and his highly boiling will was activated through the Sky Eye, and he looked somewhere in the inner courtyard.
Buzz~
There seemed to be a stream of white mist flickering beneath his gaze, but it was only an empty cage under the white mist.
The familiar clothes were swaying in the wind, with the birth date written in wet blood on them.
This is a substitute technique...
Click!
The stone slabs under his feet cracked. Yang Yu reached out to take off the clothes and put them into his hands. They seemed to still be warm.
But a chill that he had never experienced before instantly filled his body, causing his hands to tremble uncontrollably.
"Mother-in-law, old man, little Si..."
He lowered his eyes numbly, then raised them up, looking at the suddenly dark sky, Yang Yu slowly held the handle of the knife:
"God's will is like a knife..."
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Boom!
Like stars falling to the earth, terrifying air waves rise into the sky carrying mud, sand, and smoke.
The flat square was in ruins. In the strong wind, large pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere. Outside the square, countless houses were blown down by the wind waves.
Terrifying cracks spread across several streets and split the city walls apart.
boom!
It was as if a big sun was shining brightly, the beard and hair of Qi Dao were spread out, and extremely strong blood energy was poured into Fang Tian's painted halberd.
Strike to the death!
Before this day, his Fang Tian Painted Halberd had not been intercepted or even interrupted.
But he never thought that under the great strength of the pure Martial Saint who had advanced to the level of Martial Saint and did not take the Ten Capitals, but only achieved it, someone could physically hold up his Fang Tian Painted Halberd!
However, this incredible scene happened!
There is no true power, and no trace of blood is seen. He is obviously fragile, just like an ordinary person...
However, his Fang Tian Painting Halberd could not make any further progress, not even a single strand of his hair was cut off.
At the same time, Zen Master Guangjue's Bodhidharma sword hit him right in the back of the heart.
Even the Seven Tribulations Sword, which ranks among the top ten magic weapons in the world, was urged by Yu Baimei, who had reached the peak of martial arts.
Unable to pierce the center of his eyebrow!
Mu Qingliu's sword that slashed through the Baizhang Street was also caught between his five fingers with one of his fleshy palms.
With the top of his head, the center of his eyebrows, the center of his back, and one palm, he withstood the ultimate blow of the five martial saints!
Up to this point, she was even holding the baby in one hand!
"Do you only have this much strength?"
Liansheng's old mother shook her head slightly, and then she showed no signs of exerting any force. Everyone, including Mu Qingliu, flew out!
"impossible!"
At this scene, not only the expressions of the several martial saints in the confrontation changed drastically, but also Lu Qingting, Chu Tianyi and others who took a sudden look were extremely horrified.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Only Feng Wushuang, who was fighting among the crowd, thought of something when he saw this scene, and shouted loudly:
"This is Taoism, a hundred soldiers can't invade!"
Shock!
Not to mention others, even Feng Wushuang, who also possesses this Taoist skill, was shocked beyond measure.
This Taoist skill also belongs to the Golden Mother, and she is equally proficient in it. However, with her current attainments, she cannot stop the light attack of the Hundred-forged Mysterious Armament.
The people taking action at this moment are all martial saints, and they also have a group of 10,000-level magic weapons!
How can this be?!
boom!
After landing hard and trampling to death more than a dozen Liansheng cult members, Qi Daoguang's pupils were still shrinking violently.
"I don't believe it, you are really invulnerable!"
He exerted force with one step, shattering the white mist, and the Qidao light burst out again, Fang Tian's painted halberd bloomed with blazing light behind him,
It was dragged across the sky by his huge force, like a comet flashing in the night, and struck at the top of his head again!
"Any Taoism has its limits!"
Mu Qingliu became more and more exhausted after the attack failed. He was physically and mentally exhausted from the battle that day, and he has not returned to his prime today.
Phew~
Amidst the roar, he slashed out his sword again.
This sword was different from the previous ones that were so powerful. Its sharp edge was restrained to the limit, and it cut across the sky like a breeze.
All the sharp points come to one point.
Twelfth grade, innate invisible sword energy!
"Amitabha……"
Among the ruins, Huan Dan struggled to get up, coughing up blood and feeling somewhat enlightened.
No wonder the eight-faced Buddha's final eight-arm attack fell on him, because among the people here, except for the seriously injured Jiang Wuyan, he was the only one who was not good with weapons.
"Guangjue, Ups and Downs Demonic Fist!"
As soon as a thought passed by, this old monk who looked like a young man withered like a flower, but then it rose.
It is a gray-white fist seal that contains endless killing power.
"Stand still!"
At the same time, Qi Daoguang used his magical power again and had exhausted all his powers.
"I could have concealed my release from seclusion from everyone, but why would that be necessary? Not only would I let you know about it, I would also create opportunities for you to encircle me..."
"Do you know why?"
At the core of the terrible intertwining of qi and energy, on the Dharma altar, the old mother Liansheng looked calm.
Her voice sounded in the ears of many people at the same time, regardless of the distance in the void, and the undisguised cold voice emerged in everyone's mind:
"I'll let you and the other institutions run out, but I can still..."
Buzz~
As the sound waves reverberated, the sky seemed to turn as dark as ink for an instant, and the figures on the altar stood up like gods and demons.
When the hair is spread out, there is a grand and thunderous voice:
"Destroy it with one force!"
Boom!
The earth-shattering roar only lasted for a moment, and at this moment, Mu Qingliu's heart suddenly became enlightened.
At this moment, he finally knew why Zhang Xuanba was seriously injured and dying.
"Taoism, return it to the other body!"
boom!
The large mouthful of blood was not enough to spurt out. Everyone, including Qi Daoguang, coughed up blood and fell, smashing a large number of houses.
At this moment, Liansheng’s mother stood up and slowly opened her mouth:
"Taoist skills, swallowing the sky and the earth!"
Buzz!
At this moment, ink color infected half of the city and the sky, like thousands of chains, binding all the people in the ruins.
The sky did not get dark in an instant, but a huge face as big as a mountain blocked all the light.
Then, he slowly opened his mouth:
"It's over...huh?"
The old woman who was about to completely defeat Qi Daoguang and others suddenly lowered her head, and the little baby who was struggling fiercely suddenly burst into tears:
"Brother, brother! She bullied, bullied me..."
elder brother?
She seemed to feel something, and then looked somewhere in the city.
"Um?"
Jiang Wuyang and others, who were already in a desperate state, turned their heads with difficulty, and saw eyes seem to light up in the thick darkness.
"This is……"
Jiang Wuyang was shocked.
In the cold wind and darkness, a person came walking alone, and his facial features were not visible. The sound waves and the light of the sword were already moving at the same time.
Cutting through the darkness of the night, with extreme coldness and murderous intent:
"Old pig dog, please accept your fate!"
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