Chapter 260 - Exhaustion of Means

The turbid air was violent like a tornado that shot straight up into the sky, causing the entire sky to suddenly feel as if it had fallen into hell. The pure white clouds in the sky were dyed as black as ink.

The crazed sounds of footsteps were still heard, and the foul air gradually disappeared. When the experts from all four directions saw this scene, they all jumped down from the sky and rushed towards the door like stars dropping from the sky.

"These old dogs are making their move! "Follow them and charge!"

"Damn it, it's now!"

"Go, everyone, go!"

Seeing the powerhouses from all four directions taking action, all the martial artists present understood what was happening and rushed towards the pagoda gate in unison.

"Rumble!"

A terrifying sound came from inside the tower. Countless martial artists holding swords and holding shields rushed out in a neat formation from inside the gate!

Those people were not human!

These warriors who had already died were the disciples of the Exalted One s. They had become the spirits of the Tower Defense Formation after death, and wanted to block all those who dared to charge in.

Although they had died a long time ago, these martial artists still had murderous auras soaring into the sky. The long spears in their hands emitted a cold light, and they opened their fleshless mouths to shout out loud!

"Roar!"

The number was more than ten thousand. There was a sea of people, and these Li Tian disciples who had died were not just wildly rampaging, they were no longer afraid of life and death. They just viewed all living things as their mortal enemies.

The sky was pitch black with killing intent filling the skies. The shadow of death that couldn't be dispersed hovered over everyone's heads, giving them a gloomy and gloomy hell-like scene.

As for the tens of thousands of Li Tian disciples, they roared in unison, as if they had been awakened by the crowd. The cold light of the weapons in their hands shot out in all directions like a tsunami, and their orderly steps caused the ground to rumble and tremble incessantly.

If there was someone still hanging in the sky, looking down from above, they would see an iron-like troop rushing out from the entrance of the pagoda. It was endless, like an endless river flowing in a torrent, Tie Yi destroying everything, his blade sweeping everything in its path, nothing could stop it!

The roar of the crowd formed an extremely terrifying aura that swept through, sending countless martial artists flying. The surrounding boulders were blown away by the wind for hundreds of thousands of feet before falling, directly crushing several martial artists into smithereens.

The imposing aura did not stop there and it swept out endlessly. Countless huge trees were uprooted, and with rumbling sounds, they were blasted into the air. Shards and rubble flew everywhere like lightning.

The ten thousand year old killing intent and resentment, along with tens of thousands of troops charging out, made the entire scene chaotic.

"Hahaha, I know that our Imperial Door loves to kill. That old guy Exalted One also sent so many people here to die. He is truly quick!"

The sky let out a long laugh filled with endless contempt and ridicule, as well as an unrivalled arrogance. An enormous bronze war chariot pulled by two enormous green Qilins shot straight down from the sky and crashed onto the ground!

Along the way, they collided with seven or eight martial practitioners who were in front of them. On the other hand, a blood-colored cloak fluttered on the surface of the chariot, and Di Shengxiong's tall figure was like a mountain!

With one hand holding onto the Qilin's reins and the other holding onto the blood colored halberd, Di Shengxiong laughed madly and rushed into the formation of the disciples.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Qilin beast weighed over a hundred thousand jin, and it knocked hundreds of Li's disciples flying backwards like they were paper!

Those several hundred Li Tian disciples were knocked more than a dozen feet into the air. They flew with bared fangs and brandished claws as they smashed into the formation, creating a huge blank space.

The sound of bones breaking rang out and the Qilin beast did not stop as it charged towards the pagoda gate.

"When the Son of Heaven is angry, he will personally lead!" Di Shengxiong roared out wildly, the halberd in his hand released endless light and a terrifying aura, the light emitted by the halberd flew out for a few hundred meters, as though a True Dragon had descended. It was as thick as a bucket, as though the halberd could pierce through heaven and earth, and not a single thing could stop it!

This attack sent hundreds of Li Tian disciples flying backwards as they roared, and the air exploded in all directions.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground from this strike, reaching a depth of one hundred zhang!

This killing intent that was as violent as an emperor caused people to be extremely frightened. Many warriors that were close to Di Shengxiong immediately crawled and rolled away, afraid that he would casually take their lives.

Several martial artists who had almost been swept away by a single blow sat on the ground, watching the bronze war chariot's wheels rumble through the air. It was just like a sieve of chaff that couldn't stop shaking.

This devastating Di Shengxiong attack revealed all his strength, one man, one horse, leading the way!

On the other hand, how could the Xuan Jizi of the Polaris Monastery make him act so arrogantly?

"The Dao is the Dao. The Dao is the Dao!"

A burst of chanting came from the horizon, like a grand dao exploding in midair, setting off an endless tide. It carried an extremely righteous and grand aura as it rushed out and descended upon the land. It was an unparalleled magic!

Between heaven and earth, it was as though this great Dao was the only sound that could be heard, causing the mountains to respond.

Xuan Jizi's robes fluttered in the air, his expression indifferent. Beside him, the six words' Dao 'could be seen flashing with golden light, as if the stars surrounding him were holding up the moon, revolving non-stop, extremely sacred.

With a glance out of the corner of his eye, Xuan Jizi stretched out his finger and flicked the word "Dao" that radiated golden light to the side, causing it to whizze past …

Halfway there, ripples appeared in the air as the word "Dao" shattered the space. It was so heavy that it seemed as if the heavens and earth could not bear it!

The incomparably large words blotted out the sky and blotted out the sun. It was as if they had suddenly transformed into hundreds of fluttering butterflies. In an instant, hundreds of these butterflies shot out with electricity in all directions!

"Pu pu pu pu!"

Countless bone fragments from the heads of the disciples exploded, scattering to the ground.

Xuan Jizi weakly sat down and fell. This move instantly killed thousands of people, but Xuan Jizi's face was filled with indifference. His body was erratic like the clouds as he rushed towards the entrance of the tower.

On the way, Dao Kexin chanted non-stop. The remaining five golden characters circled around him nonstop, leaving behind only a stream of light.

On Xuan Jizi's side, many warriors also gave way to make way for him. His six golden words were extremely cold, and no one wanted to test their own luck.

On the other side, Sikong Wujin also laughed out loud: "Hahaha, Di Shengxiong you old fool, Xuan Jizi you little beast, you dare to steal your grandfather's treasure?"

As the colossal sword that was as large as a mountain appeared behind him, all of the aura around Sikong Wujin's body exploded outwards. The colossal sword was suddenly swallowed and an enormous sword over one hundred meters long came crashing down like a towering mountain!

"Boom!"

After a deafening explosion, the sword cracked open the earth, creating a magnitude 10 earthquake. The earth trembled, causing countless martial artists to tremble, and annihilated the iron-like people in front of them!

Even many 1-star warrior could not withstand the pressure of Sikong Wujin's sword. Facing this sword light that was going to cut everything apart, their faces were pale and their bodies weak.