Chapter 1257

The endless insects cover the sky and block out the sun, just like dark clouds. The roar of insects makes people nauseous. The colorful insects are in sharp contrast with the glorious holy land below.

Bugs, where do so many bugs come from? Can worms grow to a size of 100000 Li? There are even bigger ones! This scene completely subverted everyone's imagination, no one would have thought that insects could grow to such a large size.

However, don't forget that the world is made up of countless planes. Who can guarantee that no plane is dominated by insects? In this way, there is nothing to be surprised about the presence of such a large insect.

As a holy land, it naturally has its inside information. Once these huge and ferocious insects rush into the holy land, I'm afraid that the holy land inherited for countless years will be destroyed in an instant.

Therefore, on the sky, as bright as the scorching sun, there is a wooden slip in the palm of the holy land, which is the kind of wooden slip recording books in ancient times.

After he unfolded the wooden slips, the characters seemed to come alive, each of which was like cast iron inlaid in the void, and each character was as bright as the sun, blooming with endless divine brilliance. A thousand words wooden simplified text protected the holy land of heaven.

Whenever there are insects attacking the sacred texts, they will be shattered by the sacred texts. Those sacred texts, like casting a steel wall over the holy land, completely block the endless insects outside.

The black hole above the sky is still expanding, from which endless insects pour out, just like the black Tianhe collapses, forming a terrible torrent of insects.

Haotian holy land, as a supreme sect, everyone is not an easy generation. After the initial chaos, they quickly launched a counterattack.

There are people who speak the true words of sages and sages, communicate the torrential power of heaven and earth, form a sea of fire, storm and waves, sweeping and killing endless insects.

Some paint directly from the void. With the outline of the brush, the soldiers in the painting rush out one by one.

There are also people who are crazy about books in the air. Each font is like refined iron, killing countless insects.

Even more people use heaven and earth as a chessboard, and black and white chessmen fall to communicate with heaven and earth, forming a great battle array to eliminate insects one by one. There are even people sitting in the void playing the piano, the sound wave is diffuse, the insects will be shocked into meat mud!

This is a vast battlefield that can't be described by words at all. Although the people in the holy land are powerful, there are too many insects. One person can deal with hundreds of thousands of insects, but when hundreds of thousands of insects rush to the same person, he will be crushed to pieces even if he has the ability to understand the whole world!

Among the endless insects, there is no lack of strong existence, such as a black insect, rolling round, covered with hard armour, sprayed with blue light in the mouth, washed away, and decomposed the whole human into particles.

Another example is a silver beetle, which is thousands of miles long, and its two forelimbs are terrible blades. It can cleave and tear up the space, and easily tear up the strong in the holy land!

For Haotian holy land, this is an unprecedented catastrophe. As a holy land, it once had an endless glorious past. Even the same level of sects dare not really tear their face to fight like this.

The cruelty of this world is beyond all people's imagination. Under the endless army of Zerg, the once supreme sect, a holy land, is still being killed and torn up one by one, which is unprecedented.

Once upon a time, it was a big thing for a person to die in the holy land. No matter who the other party was, they would be chased by the Holy Land endlessly. However, at this time, the proud sons of heaven in the holy land of Haotian fell one by one, but no one could take care of them.

Facing the endless army of Zerg, the whole holy land of Haotian is in danger of being destroyed. If we can't successfully stop the attack of the army of Zerg, I'm afraid the whole holy land will be destroyed in the world!

This is a catastrophe, but also a test of Haotian holy land, once they successfully resist the attack of Zerg, not to mention other, just kill endless insects, the experience can make the overall strength of Haotian holy land increase a lot!

But the question is, can you resist it? There are only so many people in the holy land, but the army of insects is endless!

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clan.

Every time the characters are attacked by insects, they tremble. Although they shatter each other, they are also killing their divinity. Once all the characters are destroyed, it is not too late for the whole holy land to be destroyed!

"Havoc..." the leader of the Holy Land sighed. Although he could kill a large number of insects every time, he couldn't cope with the endless insects.

People, no matter how severe, are not perpetual motion machines after all. There are always times when they are tired.

"Please sage article...", palm teach adult a big drink, heaven and earth for it a tremor!

Then, in the holy land, a column of light rose up, connecting heaven and earth, vast and pure. In the torrential column of light, a page of paper went up and down, blooming with the brilliance of heaven and earth.

On the paper, there is an article written by a great scholar. The words are very small. It has a kind of incomparable power. The vast world is like a sea of stars blooming.

The light column disappears, a page of paper is pressed in the void, the sages' articles are naturally without fire, and the burning flames sweep away, turning into a vast sea of fire, filling the sky, but the insects infected by the fire turn into coke in an instant.

One by one, the articles originally written on the paper jump out and enlarge infinitely. Each word is sprayed with a torrent of noble righteousness, just like stars listed in the void. The characters are flying all over the sky. Where they pass, the insects command to smash, turn into fragments and disappear between heaven and earth.

The article of the sages has incredible power to suppress heaven and earth, just like the sea of stars. The incomparable power burst out, and the army of insects was emptied one by one.

However, there are too many insects, endless, and the huge black hole is still endlessly spraying the army of insects, as if to submerge the whole world!

Although the article of the sages has incredible power, it is only a disposable consumable after all. The power can't break out endlessly. With the passage of time, the huge font of each tang Zheng begins to fade, and finally vanishes in the insect sea army!

"This is the day to die, I Haotian not"? The master of Zhangjiao sighed as if he saw the tragedy of the Holy Land disappearing between the heaven and the earth. The holy land like a fairyland seemed to be turned into a ruin in front of the master of Zhangjiao.

Shua... On the other hand, a strong man in the holy land of the vast sky unfolds a picture scroll, which turns into a real world and engulfs endless worms. All the worms engulfed by the picture scroll world are crushed.

However, in the face of the endless army of insects, the world of painting is bursting.

An old man, standing in the void, holding an inkstone and drawing with a pen, as he took shelter from the wind, a vast picture appeared in the void. It was an endless army, wearing gold armour. With the fall of his pen, these troops with pen strokes came alive and directly came out of the void to fight against the endless army of insects.

In another direction, a young man holds a foot of brush, and the edge of the brush is golden. Every time he strokes in the void, the edge of the brush will form a golden edge, crushing endless worms. No matter how tough the worms are, they can't resist a stroke of the brush!

This young man showed people what is called the pen is the sharpest weapon, the advantage of the sword is not equal to the advantage of the pen!

"That is the great elder in the holy land, that is the three elder in the holy land, that is the first genius in the Holy Land... That is the supreme elder in the holy land, who has not been born for thousands of years..." in the holy land, the beautiful elder martial sister of Zhao Yueer points to the strong men fighting in the void to introduce her.

Although watching the strong appear one after another, everyone's eyes are despairing. With the impact of the army of insects, the divine text of protecting the holy land has begun to fade. I'm afraid it won't be long before it will be destroyed!

"Master Zhangjiao, think of a way quickly. If it goes on like this, my holy land will be over." someone roared with grief, his whole body was stained with blood, and his eyes were full of sadness!

"Master Zhang, if you really can't give up, I'll give up Haotian holy land. As long as the inheritance doesn't die out, I'll still have Haotian." some people cry out, almost desperate.

"Zhangjiao adult, give an order. It's really no good. You can only use that thing," a supreme elder said sadly when he came to Zhangjiao.

"If I think of the holy land of heaven, which has been handed down for tens of thousands of years, will it be destroyed in my hands?"? Palm teach adult eyes red self talk, in the face of endless army of insects, Rao is a holy land are a little helpless.

"Mr. Zhang Jiao, I think these insects come here by chance. Just plug the hole and you can solve the crisis," someone yelled.

This voice rang out, immediately let palm teach eyes a bright, looking at the sky is still expanding black hole!

"Whether we succeed or not, we have to try. If we don't succeed, we can only give up this heaven and earth... Ah..." the master of Zhang Jiao sighed, as if he had made up his mind.

When the holy land is moved, everything can only start again, because the foundation of the holy land is here, and people can leave, but the boundless merits and virtues are rooted here. If people lose their merits and virtues, they will be scattered. If they lose their recognition of merits and virtues, the Holy Land will no longer be holy land!

"Please write by the sages..." the master of Zhang Jiao roared again!

The so-called imperial brush of the sages is the last heritage of the holy land of Haotian. It is a brush left by the founders of the holy land of Haotian. Despite the small brush on it, it is the supreme holy thing to suppress the whole holy land.

A pen has been used by the sages and instilled endless talent and courage. It can be said that it condenses the four aspects of the sages. It is a treasure of suppressing merits and virtues in the holy land!

With the sound of the master of Zhang Jiao, over the vast holy land, a torrent of merits and virtues began to roll. All the time, the green brush rose from the merits and virtues.

The penholder of this pen is made of green bamboo. I don't know how much spring and autumn it has gone through, but it is still green, just like cutting from bamboo!

It is so common, but extraordinary. With the emergence of this pen from the merit, it drew the boundless merit into the brush. After fully absorbing the general merit of the whole holy land, it rose to the sky and fell into the hands of Zhang Jiao.

To suppress the five virtues, we have to use the power of virtue. It's hard to collect it, but it's the last means of a great religion!

With this pen in hand, the whole person soared to the sky and came to the huge black hole. As he approached, he would have to face infinite resistance. After all, insects appeared from the black hole, so he had to go up against the current to open up a road.

Come to the place closest to the black hole, hold the pen and write a seal in the void!

The seal is infinitely enlarged, just like a bright moon in the sky, blooming endless rays, shining on the heaven and earth, the font is infinitely enlarged, moving slowly towards the black hole, every point forward will be impacted by endless insects, every moment that word is becoming dim, if it goes on like this, it is impossible to get close to the black hole, it will be destroyed by the army of insects!

Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth and wrote seven words in the void. Kill!

Every killing word turned into a blade, smashed the sky, crossed the seal word, opened up a way forward for it!

However, there are too many insects to kill. Even if the seal has reached the edge of the black hole, it can't be sealed!

After taking a look at the brush in his hand, Zhang Jiao took a painful hook to the holy land below, and poured his merits into the brush. After drawing half of it again, Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth and wrote ten seals in the void, each of which was like a bright moon rising into the sky, shining nine days, and rushing to the black hole with incomparable strength!

Below, in the middle of the holy land, Zhao Yueer looks up to the sky and looks at this miraculous scene. Her mind is swaying. Even the most vast scene she has ever experienced on earth is not equal to the one in ten thousand seen in her eyes at this time.

At this time, the power in his eyes is beyond her comprehension!

But at this time, nine days above, a blue light column fell, ignoring all obstacles, penetrating endless insects, and even ignoring the divine text of protecting the holy land, all of a sudden came to Zhao Yueer!

This blue light column is only as thick as Mich, but it penetrates into the endless void.

Surrounded by the blue light column, Zhao Yueer was surprised, but the next moment, a voice appeared in Zhao Yueer's ear.

"Yuer, don't resist. We'll meet soon..."

Hearing this voice, Zhao Yueer's face suddenly burst into tears!

(it's no use asking for a monthly ticket, but it's like moaning without illness.)