Chapter 885

"Kill!" At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, cry to kill Zhentian.

Although the 15th National Congress of the people's Republic of China has begun to withdraw its troops, many provinces along the sixth avenue of the Jin Dynasty also have strong military strength. The 15th National Congress of the people's Republic of China can withdraw its troops, but they can't!

"No more delays!" The only remaining signs of the five monks were red. I'm afraid they knew too much about the urgency of the situation than other monks. Xiong Anguo's murderous eyes looked at the sharp drop in the number of people, but there were still three or four million troops, and took a deep breath. Then, a light burst out of his hands and turned into a huge "Jin" in the sky.

"Here is the supreme order to kill demons!" He rushed into the air with a roar, shining like the God of war and sounding like a bell: "no matter what the cost, no matter what the card! Within two hours, the Sanqing and Siyu palaces must be broken! "

"Ming Huang Jun, listen to the order! From now on, we can't stop bombing for a second! Target, wolf poison

"Xiangfeng army, listen! From now on, you will be the vanguard. In half an hour, you will break the great battle of Sanqing and siyugong

With that, his blood red eyes swept the whole army: "it's OK to withdraw from the 15th National Congress of the Communist Party of China! And the army of six provinces and eighteen provinces of Shanxi! What are you looking at! Wolf poison advanced level is over, do you think the queen of Jin came back?! What's the use! Even if your one-time Zhenzong magic weapon is used by Laozi! "

Silence, three seconds later, the remaining three million monks burst out in anger: "kill!"

Under a huge flag, the eyes of several old people are twinkling. A few seconds later, the head of an old man said in a deep voice: "Qi Zhenwu ancient corpse."

"Headmaster, think twice..." a man nearby took a cold breath: "this is the last move of our luohundao, in this kind of battlefield with tens of millions of people. I'm afraid it's impossible for the ancient corpse to come back completely... "

Before the voice fell, a golden light flashed on the horizon. A golden statue, about the size of a palm, leaps from the vanguard and rises in the wind. In a flash, it turns into a hundred meter Shura statue with three heads and a thousand hands, each with an eye. In a flash, the golden light in my eyes cut through the sky.

"This is..." the man just sipped his mouth: "the Sansheng Shura of Sansheng?"

Without waiting to be sure, more than ten beams of light rushed into the air. Swords, fans, pictures, circles and so on, all kinds of soul Qi burst out from every magic weapon. In an instant, the sky was full of precious light, and the gorgeous soul light was almost blinding. After the aura, on every magic weapon, there was a figure slowly condensing.

There are drooping elders, braided boys, cool fairies and young swordsmen.

"Lingbao..." before the aura whirlpool, tianqingzi took several deep breaths. He hardly needed to open his mouth to protect all the masters of the whirlpool.

They have touched their own storage ring.

Since you're coming, come on.

But in any case, the appearance of a true king of Yuanying, they are worth guarding with their lives.

"Tianlan sect, Guizang sect, Yuanzhen sect..." under the banner of Dajin, the man looked at the thundering explosion of Jingtian Lingli in all directions and said in a trembling voice: "this is the burial sword... The peach blossom fan, the Shura extermination map, the heaven and earth Vajra circle... These are all their Zhenzong Lingbao!"

"Once broken, they can't have a foothold in Dajin at all!"

"Because we have no way back!" The old man next to him bit his teeth and spat blood on the storage ring. In an instant, a golden coffin flew out with blood. It rose to 100 meters in the wind and fell in front of him.

"We are the eighty-three sects of the six Dao and eighteen provinces directly under the great Jin Dynasty. The 15th National Congress of the people's Republic of China can retreat. Where are we going to retreat?! The left and right prime ministers will find us out and kill us all after searching Dajin! "

In less than half an hour, 83 magic weapons surrounded the top of Qingcheng Mountain. Every magic weapon of Zhenzong reveals a sense of ancient simplicity and dignity. At the top of the magic weapon, there is a silent spirit, looking at the mountain with cold eyes.

Island in the sea, surrounded by dragons.

"Kill!" In the Guizang sect, an old woman gave a loud drink, and thousands of people behind her made a seal. In the sky, a middle-aged man, Qi Ling, looks up at the sky and laughs, and slowly draws out his epee.

The light sound of "sand..." seems to ring through people's hearts. Then, a startling sword light came!

There is no skill.

There is only absolute power, terrible spiritual power, super destructive power!

The Epee has no edge, but great skill does not work.

At the same time, a huge coffin was erected, thousands of girls were beheaded, and blood flowed into the coffin. With a dull click, a 100 meter black corpse came out of the coffin.Every step, the ground around is shaking, and the whole body is covered with talismans. With a scream, the black giant corpse slashes on the top of the big array. With the piercing and sharp sound of "karala", the big array is pulled out of a gully one meter wide and tens of meters long.

In the southwest, the swordsman in white opened his eyes slowly under the seal. Then a startle, the sky flying fairy.

In an instant, the terrible spirit wave far beyond the previous one engulfed the whole array. Originally, this was the mace that the other side intended to use when attacking Laojun hall, but now it can't be used.

No more... I'm afraid they won't have a chance to use it.

The light of the sun is covered at this moment, and the bright spiritual light shines on the sky. The tidal spiritual power shocks the mountains, and more than 80 spiritual treasures attack at the same time. The whole defense line of Sanqing Siyu palace was shaking like an earthquake.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Just at this moment, the mountains around Qingcheng Mountain burst into pieces.

Even the mountains can't bear the terrible pressure.

"Pounce!" There are 20000 people at the gate of Sanqing Siyu palace, and countless talismans are suspended in front of each one. Under this attack, thousands of people were bleeding and thousands of people were sitting in the same place!

"Hold on!" There was a roar in the hall. In an instant, hundreds of people rushed out to fill the position of the dead monk.

I can't stand it

Everyone knows that the strike just now is the end of the battle. How terrible is it that eighty three Lingbao give up their lives? Even the great array in the land of daozang can't hold it.

But... There's no retreat!

Everyone's eyes were on the other side of the mountain, the huge aura Galaxy in mid air.

As long as the real person advanced Yuanying, there is hope!

No one said a word to let the hundreds of thousands of friars defending by the Milky way come back.

A forbidden distance, the distance between life and death. In the outside world, the eyes of the five expeditions are flashing. Princess Qin Xiangfei roars and takes the lead. Behind her, the aura spreads like a rosefinch spreading its wings: "break the battle!"

The whole array has been tottering and the aura has leaked out. The talismans are extremely vague.

"Pounce..." all the friars who presided over Lingbao were pale, and many of them vomited blood. But when they heard the horn of breaking the battle, they took a deep breath and quickly pinched the formula.

"Boom!" With an earth shaking sound, the defense line of Sanqing and Siyu palace, which lasted for several hours, completely collapsed!

"Karala..." as if the sky above collapsed, all the friars who built the foundation saw the scene of the top of the head separated by this dharma array.

It was a sea of clouds. The fog locks the mountain, the mountain locks the fog. Thousands of kilometers above, the sun covered the carpet like fog with golden yarn.

All the friars who were supposed to guard the four imperial palaces of the three Qing Dynasty, about 700000 people, flew their swords in the air and stepped on the fog. Everyone's face is as heavy as water, and his killing intention is fierce. Behind them, there was a huge whirlpool of aura, spinning. Thousands of meters away, Liu Mingyang, holding a Panlong golden sword, played with a woman in white. Around them, the sky was dark.

These scenes, ordinary friars can only see fuzzy, now just like the veil in front of them was suddenly removed, clearly appeared in front of them.

"Herod!" With the sound of wild animals, five figures leaped up from the sea of fog. Their eyes first looked at the last 200 meters of Qingcheng Mountain.

There, the five peaks arched and defended each other, forming a big formation that makes people feel cold at first sight.

Then they looked at the aura galaxy that hundreds of thousands of people eventually guarded.

"Never mind Qingcheng Mountain!" Liu Mingyang killed Su Xingyao with one sword and yelled, "kill the wolf poison! Sanqing four Imperial Palace mountain protection array has been opened, let Minghuang army attack with all strength! "

Qin Xiangfei took a deep breath, Guan Dao halberd refers to the spirit of the Galaxy: "you, the door of the country is in front of you!! Who dares to take his dog's head in front of our palace! "

"Boom, boom!" It seems to answer her echo, below the sea of clouds roaring, clouds such as waves, quickly arched, less than three seconds, 83 towering Lingbao through the sea of clouds, above the air, the aura Galaxy layer upon layer around.

As high as a mountain, as lofty as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and as evil as killing.

The whole army of Jin Dynasty gathered at the top of Qingcheng Mountain!

Chu Zhaonan is holding a sword and stands in front of Lingqi galaxy with a green face. At this time, he can't go alone.

Either die together or die first. There is no third choice.

At his side, Zhao Ziqi was also well prepared. Unexpectedly, cat 82 didn't run away, but stood in the middle of the two men with bristling hair.Countless earth friars clenched their swords.

The atmosphere is... Suffocating.

Surrounded by layers of black tide, 83 Lingbao, tens of thousands of floating boats in the distance. It's a desperate picture.

If Xu Yangyi doesn't advance, then everything will go according to his plan. Who knows that he will advance suddenly?

"Kill!" There was no more nonsense. Xiong Anguo stepped on his mount and pulled out a pair of gold figures behind him. He pulled out waves in the air and killed them in the air!

"Kill!" Deafening drink resounded through the sky, hundreds of figures all rushed over, these are all general level figures. The great achievement is in front of us. How can we not kill the local manager?

However... At this moment, when they all rushed past, a dull voice suddenly broke out in the sky.

"Dong..." is like beating a drum.

With this sound, the cloud cave facing the aura vortex is red.

As if... The sky has been burned out a hole