Chapter 858

2374, December 7.

In the middle of winter, fog.

At night, the starry sky is like washing, but no one can sleep.

Wind, blowing has been empty Dujiangyan, lonely, silent. Roll up the boundless murderous gas, blow a thousand heavy clouds, and turn to ashes in front of a purple mountain.

"Boom, boom..." in the dark, Qingcheng Mountain is like a holy mountain of light. The purple air comes to the East for 30000 Li, and it's five thousand years since the beginning of the pass. Auspicious thousand, Zixia million, towering not to climb, majestic not to name.

Gorgeous, with a budding sense of war.

A Taoist platform is divided into nine layers, 40 meters high. It stands at the middle of the mountain. There are many monks on each layer. On the top floor, two monks stand at Yin and Yang levels. The night was deep and sleepless.

The night wind blows gently, and the songbirds don't fly. Even the sky feels the killing. Only the sea of trees rustling around.

The whole platform is as silent as a sword.

"Feel it?" What's more, a nun raised her pretty face and looked at the sky with a dignified look.

"Such a terrible power... Anyone can feel it." The man looked up.

Just in the sky, the black night sky presents a strange picture. In the dark night sky, a blue trace, like the devil's scratch in the sky, is so eye-catching.

As long as you feel it, you will feel the horrible aura, like the tide, slowly gushing from the trace of heaven.

"It's really terrible..." the man lowered his head and took a deep breath. There was no fear in his eyes: "I don't know... What kind of hell scroll I'll see later."

At the top of Qingcheng Mountain, Xu Yangyi moved his eyes from the trace of heaven and looked at his watch.

It's eleven fifty.

"Not nervous?" Chu Zhaonan came out from behind and took a cigarette in his mouth: "are you still in the mood to watch?"

He looked at the sky: "such a terrible aura... I don't know how many monsters will rush out of it."

Xu Yangyi turns his head. Chu Zhaonan is fully armed. He strongly demands to fight, but he doesn't stop him.

"I should have asked you that."

Tonight, it's destined to be a river of blood. No matter who can not stop the stagnant night sky, or even tear the sky.

"If I don't fight today, I'll regret it all my life." The wind blew Chu Zhaonan to pieces. He took a deep breath: "even a few years, ten years later, I will ask myself, why do I practice?"

Without waiting for him to speak, there was a blue glow in the sky.

Xu Yangyi was about to say something when he turned his eyes and watched this unforgettable scene with Chu Zhaonan.

God, it's on.

The clouds in the sky began to rotate rapidly. In less than a minute, they formed a whirlpool of unknown size. There was a faint thunder rolling by. In the center of the vortex, a magnificent palace, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, slowly penetrated from the center of the vortex.

"Sand..." on the Qingcheng Mountain, in the damaged Taoist temple, an old Taoist opened his turbid eyes, picked up the long sword and slowly pushed the door open.

In the middle of the mountain, countless friars, with hot eyes and relaxed breath, looked at the beautiful scene in the sky, but it was the beginning of death.

"Boom boom..." the palace appeared in the sea of clouds, surrounded by 15 pieces of land the size of the city, some hanging upside down in the air, some covered by clouds and fog, the stars arched the moon, and crossed the vast sea of clouds.

The 15th National Congress of the people's Republic of China, the imperial palace of Jin Dynasty, and the real king of Yuanying, Liu Mingyang, are coming!

Without reservation.

Xu took a deep breath and looked at his watch again.

11:55, 27 seconds.

The whole imperial palace of Jin Dynasty seems to have untied some seal. The blue light penetrates through the heaven and earth, as if tearing open the sky and pulling out a blue line in the whole sky. Innumerable talismans fly out from all directions, turning into magic butterflies on a moonlit night, spreading for tens of miles and flying in the sky.

And then... Endless shadows, like a tsunami, rush out of it!

"Damn..." at the foot of the mountain, a friar was staring at the sky for a long time before he lowered his head and tied his sword and hand together.

I don't know how many people stood up in amazement, looking at the magic box opened by Pandora, casting their demons wantonly in mid air.

Every second, spray hundreds of thousands! Like a storm, five minutes... Ten minutes... Twenty minutes and a half hours! It hasn't stopped!

"Heaven..." a monk opened his mouth slightly. The devil's abyss was endless, the moon was blocked, the night clouds were shrouded, and there was only a shadow of the black tide.It's not a wave

It's... Endless, countless floating boats!

And... Surrounded by the floating boat, more dense than clouds, more vast than locusts... Countless monks.

"Ah..." at the top of the mountain, Chu Zhaonan took a cold breath. It's so... So much! It's numbing!

He turned his head and looked at Xu Yangyi deeply: "have you ever thought of this number?"

"Never." Xu Yangyi's eyes are very dignified: "but, no matter how much, can we abandon our country?"

No one could see. He clenched his fist.

Damn

How can there be so many? These troops at least exceed ten million! Three million more than previously estimated!

Who sent more troops to the Jin Dynasty?

Ten million face three million... This has caused qualitative change from quantitative change!

"When..." at this moment, there was a bell in Qingcheng Mountain.

It's one o'clock sharp.

The air seemed to solidify in this moment, and a calm voice spread all over the air.

Only one word.

"Kill

With a command, the floating boat full of sky, tens of thousands of magic weapons, instantly burst out the sky light. A few miles, a dozen miles, dozens of miles! Continuous into a brilliant Milky way.

The next second, the Milky way, named killing and blood, rushes towards Qingcheng Mountain.

"Meet the enemy!" Xu Yangyi had a big drink, the charge of thousands of people, the endless magic weapon around, the 15th National Congress of the people's Republic of China, the advancement of the Jin Dynasty, that kind of feeling... Suffocating. It's as if heaven and earth have abandoned themselves and become enemies with the stars.

However, there was no hesitation.

Even if you are against the stars, tonight, you will be the master of the stars.

"Woo The bleak bugle sounded. At that moment, the silent Qingcheng Mountain, just like the budding Qingcheng Mountain, finally bloomed its flowers.

"Kill!" All over the mountain, there was a deafening roar. All the big formations open together, the golden lotus blossoms in the sky, the white tiger howls in the forest, and the divine light is 3000 Zhang. The aura converges into the virtual shadow of a strange animal, the fairy fog comes from the sky, and hundreds of thousands of sword lights rise in the sky, turning into a sacred hymn.

Soul and flesh, blood and bone are destined to turn into the brightest chapter of the night.

At the same time that Qingchengshan was in full swing, after the mountains, there was no vehicle on the national road from Chengdu to Qingchengshan. Under the light of night, there were all kinds of fighters on it.

China's latest model, j-37, carries eight * * and four heavy fire machine guns. It's full of Psychedelic bullets.

At this moment, all pilots, all eyes to the horizon. There, has become a bright hell.

Monks can't transfer troops, but... In the west, the middle, the south, the Third World War Zone, the mortal forces are all concentrated. It's not just the thousands of fighters in front. Looking back, from the edge of Chengdu to the center of the city, it's the tanks and armored vehicles that are too dark to see.

A flag was waved down.

"Whoosh!" In the night, thousands of lights light up behind the Qingcheng Mountain, just like a solitary lamp in the night. Under the reflection of the light, countless planes rushed to Qingcheng Mountain at full speed.

Qingcheng Mountain and Tianshi cave are surrounded by hundreds of monks. Yellow banners fluttered in the gale, around a radius of 100 meters. In this hundred meters, more than one thousand friars carried long swords and looked solemn. The collapse of the Milky way in the sky seems unheard of.

Right in the middle is a ten meter eight trigrams. A middle-aged man sits in it. At this moment, he suddenly opens his eyes and drinks: "fight!"

Everyone pinches out a formula at the same time. All of a sudden, the eight trigrams on the ground suddenly move, and rivers of spiritual power rush into it like the sea. The next second, in front of Tianshi cave, there is no light, Taiji is separated, and a green lotus flies out.

In just ten seconds, the green lotus covered the whole Qingcheng Mountain, blossoming layer upon layer, falling down like a blue aura waterfall, completely encircling the mountain. At the same time, outside the Heavenly Master cave, five different service teams firmly protect the central friars.

Closer... Closer! The collapse of the Milky way, from Dujiangyan to Qingcheng Mountain only three minutes. People on the mountain can even see each other's ferocious faces. However, when they rushed into Wuqian, all the floating boats and all the friars on the flying sword sank.

"Forbidden air formation!" Su Changqing took the lead, turned his head and yelled: "beat the drum!! Run up to me! Step on the green city! "

"March to the East army!" A middle-aged man, with golden helmet and armour, leaped his horse and roared, holding the flag of King Jin in his hand and halberd pointing to Qingcheng: "broken God array! Make it up!! Give me a full impact! ""Where is Longyan riding in the northern army?"“ Army of the south! Receive swallowing heaven array! Break the Mountain Gate in one fell swoop! "

Endless black, surrounded by Qingcheng from all directions, like ten thousand ants eating elephants. With these drinks, the terrible Kuroshio began to change slowly.

Black, slow down. But no one can relax.

Because... Just below the black, ape, tiger, double headed snake, scorpion tail lion, unicorn, giant bear, six terrible beasts, step on the mountain fog, roaring towards Qingcheng Mountain.

"This is not a giant..." under the mountain gate, a young man's eyes suddenly shrunk: "this is... Battle!"

"They are the pioneers of the great Jin Dynasty!"

The six great beasts are aimed at the six mountain gates, and in front of the gate are the Three Dharma formations!

Zixia Luoying array, Jiulong pan Tianzhen, Zhuque dragon dance array.

Vanguard to vanguard.

Big array to big array!

Yao Kunwu looks coldly at the oncoming two headed snake and one horned cow.

So strong

The weight of aura, even the ground is shaking, that kind of overwhelming killing intention, actually can make himself cold.

However, although the body is cold, the blood is hot!

Let me avenge the master's Revenge here.

Kill one enough, kill two to earn, and I want to be a billionaire here today!

"Boom!" The dragon and snake danced wildly. In a flash, the two beasts broke through the kilometer range, and the vast cavalry below turned into a bloody river.

"Bang!" Yao Kunwu's long sword came out of its sheath and pointed straight ahead: "start the battle!"

"Fellow Taoists, guard the mountain gate! Fight to the death