Chapter 872

A piece of resplendent brilliance erupted from the sky of Qingcheng Mountain. The night sky will be reflected in colors.

The two big characters of Qingcheng, engraved on the ancient mountain gate, are buzzing with the shaking of the whole world.

Without each other, there is no distance. In my eyes, there are only monks with different colors. After two years of suppression, they are ignited one by one. Even the sky is crying.

Tonight, it's destined to be a heap of bones in the original sky, and the sky is red with blood.

"Swallow the sky array!" In front of Zhenwu world, dozens of voices are heard. These are the real people in Zhenwu world. With their orders, dozens of flags were raised, and millions of real martial arts monks came at full speed.

It's getting closer! More and more clear, 300 meters, 200 meters!

"Prepare..." before the mountain gate, the middle-aged man, who was the leader, was dressed in a Taoist robe, and his eyes were burning like the flames of the night. One hand, already high.

Stick to the door of the country

The three formations below have been broken. Hundreds of thousands of people have died for their country. Before the mountain gate, they are the last barriers.

What are you afraid of?

Behind him, the gate of Qingcheng Mountain has been towering for thousands of years, and the word "Qingcheng" is full of gold. Around the mountain gate, one hundred thousand friars sat cross legged, their eyes closed, and quickly pinched the secret.

"Tai Chi judges that heaven and earth should be created by taking Qian as the father and Kun as the mother..."

In front of them, the black clouds are not covering the mountain. The scene 50 meters away can not be seen at all. There are only countless monks in Zhenwu world.

One hundred meters!

"Let's go!" The middle-aged man gave a big drink. Before the mountain gate, all the monks' palms closed. The Taoist rhyme spread all around, and the weather aura was in disorder!

"Yin and yang are divided into yin and Yang. Yang belongs to heaven and Yin belongs to earth. It is the primordial spirit of heaven and earth."

One hundred thousand people spoke with one voice. On the top of the word "Qingcheng", there were thousands of golden lights. A green ox, with its shadow, stepped on the auspicious clouds and lotus, walked towards the top of the mountain. Just in front of qingniu, a young man with an indistinct face held the head of the ox and headed down the mountain.

Yin Xi leads the cow!

If there is no Yin Xi to lead a cow, how can we say Tao Te Ching?

"Moo..." qingniu Xuying gave a low cry. The next second, from Qingcheng Mountain, the blue color spread out one by one, forming an inverted sword in the sky!

In the old days, Zhang Daozu killed eight million ghosts in Qingcheng Mountain.

Today, daotong has vowed to kill thousands of enemies.

"Chop!" The middle-aged man's eyes were ready to crack, and he drank with all his strength. In an instant, the sky was covered with endless blue sword rain.

At the same time, in the shining place, an old man's hand will flash. Without any hesitation, he raised his head to heaven and roared: "where are the disciples of Shenxiao sect!"

"Here it is!" Around 100000 people with armor, respond in unison, sound like thunder.

"Five thunder method!"

Not only him, Hunyuan sect, Nanwu sect, Jinhui sect, Zhengyi sect... All the sect leaders open their eyes. Several voices, at the same time!

"God, mind, ID, God, thunder!"“ It's a golden light“ Jinhui breaks the magic God thunder

"When..." Lao Jun hall, a bell. Hundreds of thousands of talismans rose to the sky, and at least five of them, full of 100 meter high blue shadows, appeared in all parts of Qingcheng Mountain and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only leaves in the mid air the green lotus blossoms.

In the middle of the night, the lotus blossoms in an instant.

"Boom boom!" Above the sky, Lei Gong opened his eyes, and seven huge cloud caves were slowly formed. Patches of white light lit them up layer by layer, and all the electric dragons swam among them. With a loud noise, countless thunder mixed with blue sword rain poured down.

Fengbo, Yushi, Leigong and Dianmu, when the inside information of Qingcheng Mountain is open, the heaven and the earth are convinced by the largest religion in China.

The thunder is falling, the rain is coming!

At this moment, a magnificent voice resounded through the Jin army. Liu Mingyang's voice was like the God of heaven, a big golden hand, which was spread out in an area of ten thousand meters, and one of the seeds was shining with dim light.

"Suddenly, like a spring breeze, thousands of pear trees bloom."

As soon as the words were heard, the surface of the seeds burst, and the branches of the trees spread across the sky for tens of thousands of miles. The green leaves fluttered and were ready to bloom.

"Boom!" Endless thunder struck the trees, and white flowers bloomed. Most of them were stopped by the wall of wood, and could not fall. Only hundreds of them fell into it, blowing up silver snow.

Each one killed a few hundred people, and even too many great Jin monks were reduced to ashes by the thunder without any screams. The screams were heard all the time, but for the ten million level war, these screams were too small. There is no way to stop the march of the war.Yes, there is no way to stop it. Once the grinding plate starts to rotate, it will never stop until one side disappears from the earth.

"Yunyang school is ready..." "Yuxian school is ready."“ The Tieguan school is ready! "

There was no panic or shock. The iron hoof of the Jin Dynasty had entered the forbidden area of Qingcheng Mountain. The mountain gate was in sight, and the friars below could see everyone in the dark tide.

Clang, clang, everyone pulled out their swords, and the crowd bypassed. A puppet more than ten meters in size had appeared in front of the battle. His arms closed to form a huge shield, waiting for the moment when Mars hit the earth.

Let's have a showdown

Now, no one can hide their cards.

"Zizizi..." at the top of the mountain, on the mountainside, there are several schools, and each of them holds a long-term worker engraved with runes. The new recruits are short of breath, their lips are trembling, and their hearts seem to beat in their ears, while the veterans only have a sense of killing in their eyes.

If you offend me, you will be punished!

I don't know how many people fell down, but more people came over like the tide. The gate of Qingcheng Mountain is close at hand. At this moment, everyone incarnates into bloodthirsty beasts.

Su Changqing took the lead in the six expeditions. The Jin Dynasty was like a fist. It contained but didn't send. Even the supernatural power didn't drive it. They had fought too many battles. They knew very well that the best way to destroy a orthodox ancestral place was not long-range strike, but close killing.

The foundation of orthodoxy is not a magic weapon, but people. Only by killing all these people can we truly destroy one side of orthodoxy. And that's not the magic weapon.

"Shashasha..." the point of the gun pulled out the sound of the sound of the golden iron crossing in the air. Within ten meters, he yelled. The tiger leaped to the green city, and the golden elixir's spiritual power broke out in full swing. The long gun was like a dragon, and he stabbed the puppet's head in front of him.

"Kara..." he heard the sound of a broken skull, and then the head of the puppet exploded. A young monk, whose eyebrows were pierced by the tip of the gun, stared at him with infinite regret.

turn in one's grave.

"Garbage..." he spat, a long gun dragged, suddenly ten meters puppet into pieces, the body was also thrown into the air, the long gun into the sky again, laughing: "surrender not to kill!"

"Boom!" With a golden dragon on the tip of the gun, it suddenly burst out, tearing a gap in this area. Just behind him, endless death came with the sword, pulling out the shadow of death in the sky, projecting the despair of the end.

"Surrender, don't kill!" Endless black, instant rush.

It was a moment of silence.

It was a bloody moment.

Time seems to slow down. At this moment, I don't know how many monks fell down. I don't know how many friars of the earth were pierced by the long gun of the Jin Dynasty, and how many friars of the Jin Dynasty died under the long sword of the Chinese friars.

But no one stopped.

Blood does not blend with blood, but it can interweave the killing prelude that people can't stop.

"Let's go!" With a command, the whole mountain, with a blue light curtain, suddenly filled with a hundred Li sky, rushed into the oncoming army of Jin Dynasty.

"Snatch!" As each arrow flies out, it turns into a crane and flies around in a group photo. Millions of people have fallen into the Zhenwu formation, but they have been weakened by layers of Dharma formation. Countless people have fallen, but more people have stood up.

"Play again!" Mountainside, mountaintop, the roar is hoarse. This is a three shot shot. The first arrow rain has just passed, followed by a shower of arrows. The blue light curtain never stopped, and tried its best to weaken the boundless army of the Jin Dynasty!

Su Changqing screamed and startled the sky. The six great expeditions were far away. There was no one to enter within a hundred meters, and a circle of corpses had been lying around. The long sword of the northern Marquis turned into a knife awn tens of meters long, cutting several monks in front of him into two at the same time. Looking at the sky where the immortal crane's spirit arrows are constantly spraying, the blood of the long sword points to the sky: "who dares to take this place for the Marquis? I'll exempt him from paying tribute for ten years! "

"The Tianlong sect of the Jin Dynasty is willing to go!" With a loud drink, thousands of figures soar up into the sky, and the top is suppressed. This kind of feeling is also not good.

"Luo huozong of the great Jin Dynasty is willing to go!"“ Feng Ming of the great Jin Dynasty is willing to go

Tens of thousands of people, the black tide waves, a Taoist shadow with all kinds of light straight into the sky. At this moment, looking at all the forgotten dust in the mountainside, his hands trembled and hissed: "start the battle!"

All the cards

Both sides draw each other's cards one by one. Whoever draws them first will die.

And the way to smoke is to use human life to pile up, and human life to fill in! Full of this famous mountain!"Buzz, buzz!" With his order, all the friars on the scene were biting their teeth and looking at the light curtain with red eyes.

A young man, looking at the chaotic scene before the mountain gate, his heart was bleeding and his lips were bitten.

His elder martial brothers, younger martial brothers, elder martial sisters and younger martial sisters, who have supported each other for more than 100 years, are all in front of the Mountain Gate

He was selected from the seven sects in front of the mountain gate. When he came here, he could only watch his Taoist friends go to battle to kill the enemy. Then he bloodstained the mountain gate, but he could only wait here.

Now... It's time for me to fight.

"The exhibition of Taiji is nothing more than nine palaces and eight trigrams!" Thousands of people, together with a big drink, each head grow a Lingguang Qinglian, swaying in the wind.

"Boom!" As Qinglian Guanghua disappeared into the array above his head, the whole Qingcheng Mountain suddenly bloomed thousands of golden lights.

Night mountain, light top.

With the shining of Qingcheng Mountain, all the people on the scene vomited a mouthful of blood, their faces were like gold paper, and even too many people had white hair.

This formation is actually maintained by the vitality of monks!

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