Chapter 880

"Brush..." in front of a flash, when he opened his eyes again, a piece of the sharp sword has been around him.

He was surrounded by monks with long swords. Unlike the monks in Qianshan, all of them were dressed in black. Silent, like a killing machine. Looking around, tens of thousands of people, like the center of the vortex, surround him at the exit.

"It's me." As his eyes adapted to the light, he spoke in a deep voice. A young friar in front of him had already grasped his arm. He almost threw it away reflexively, but some choking voice came into his ear.

"Brother Xu... You're ok... You're really OK?! That's great. That's great! "

The blurred figure gradually became clear. Zhao Ziqi looked at him with red eyes and covered with blood. Before he could speak, he said hoarsely: "the Tianshi cave is broken... Elder Qingzi used the unique skill of" sit and forget me "to kill 100000 enemies and sit in front of the Tianshi cave. Millions of troops are approaching the last barrier, Sanqing and Siyu palace... "

Before the words fell, the light of the sky suddenly flickered, and then the whole mountain began to shake suddenly. Zhao Ziqi will swallow all the following words in the tremor.

Xu Yangyi shook his hand and looked up.

Now is the beginning of the sun, the sun is like blood, the ground is reflected in a red. Under the bloody sky, with a continuous roar, countless floating boats continuously fire at the summit. The sky has lost its color, and the overwhelming aura has turned the whole Dujiangyan City into a pale place.

Under the countless floating boats, there is endless black, as if the whole space has been lifted hundreds of meters. A flag, a puppet with several hundred meters, and a torrent of steel revolve around the top of Qingcheng Mountain with only three hundred meters left, forming a black whirlpool. Countless black smoke rose to the sky alone.

Besieged by Kuroshio, isolated island in the river.

"Is the palace of Sanqing and Siyu broken?" Xu Yangyi's voice is a little dry, looking at this piece of doomsday scenery asked.

"No, but... It's almost impossible to defend. Master tianqingzi used the dragon and tiger order. Thirty thousand mountain guards of dragon and Tiger Mountain are coming from Jiangxi. This is their last military strength... And... And the real martial arts circles have been preaching that you are dead! We can't get into daozang at all. We're going crazy! "

"Who is guarding the Sanqing and Siyu palaces?"

Zhao Zi had a rest seven times, and then said, "brother Chu..."

Before his voice fell, Xu Yangyi had turned into a black light and rushed past.

Too many people have died in this war.

He didn't want the only people he knew to die.

The distance between the two mountains is not far. The two mountains are actually one. Now only the road from the front mountain to the back mountain is unobstructed. A terrible prohibition divides the front and back mountains into natural moats. Thousands of meters long mountain road, like the Great Wall, lit dozens of beacon towers. The kilometer distance blinks, at the moment when he wants to rush out of the forbidden system, he is suddenly stunned.

All over the world, the aura full of killing spirit suddenly converged. He went out like death at night.

"This is..." after leaving the forbidden 100 meters, he solemnly extended his hand and touched the black seal in front of him.

Around the Qingcheng Mountain, a circle of black mountain and river ink painting is lingering around the whole mountain, slowly turning.

The map of the country.

Take back your fingers, above a piece of aura shining, his fingers are a little trembling.

"Isn't..." he took a deep breath and looked solemnly at the ink painting around the whole mountain. Ten minutes, twenty minutes... After a full hour, he took a breath and drew back his eyes.

"Karala..." if you don't look carefully, no one will find that in some extremely small places on this ink painting, the black has begun to fall off, and a trace of aura is slowly penetrating from it.

And the aura... Contains not one person, but two people!

Two boundless, far above him, are spreading from it, at most six hours... After six hours, the fluctuation of spiritual power will no longer be able to hide!

Spirit leak, the collapse of the country map is imminent!

"It's actually at this time..." the sudden sense of crisis made him feel as if he was on his back. After a moment's shock, he immediately calmed down and thought: "there are two spiritual forces in it, one big and one small, I can't tell. But no matter what, even if Xu Zhenjun wins, he will never be able to fight in the first World War. On the contrary, it will usher in the final attack of Zhenwu without reservation and regardless of all costs. "

"Boom..." the huge ink painting outside Qingcheng Mountain didn't bring him a sense of security, but made his back cold.There's only six hours left for them!

"Damn it!" He bit his teeth hard, and his aura burst out. Without hiding his figure, he was shining black light for several kilometers, like a giant eagle flying over everyone.

Six hours... He's going to show everyone, he's back, he's not dead! And we should tell everyone that the three princes of the Jin Dynasty, the Dragon guards and the elite elixirs no longer exist in this plane!

"Boom..." black light, like waves, comes from the back mountain and engulfs the top of the mountain. As he flew by, he saw that the lower part was full of injured people. Everyone breathed silently and took pills. Many people's arms have disappeared, and many more are covered with blood. But no one retreated into the back mountain prohibition, but once the molestation was good, immediately grabbed the sword to fight into the battlefield.

Silence, solemn and stirring atmosphere, spread on this several ten mile road. Just looking here, you can guess how fierce the battle is in Qianshan.

A young monk is quietly dealing with his arm. His face is pale and tender, and now he is wearing a special wipe of war, which is unique to veterans. There are too many people like him. In the blood red, they form a silent sculpture group.

"Zi..." he clenched a needle like magic weapon, the spirit thread was flying, and the simple talismans took off on his arms and sewed up by himself. At this moment, suddenly, the top of my head is dark.

He stood up almost reflexively, then grabbed the broken sword beside him and suddenly raised his head. Not just him, but all of us look at the sky.

The next second, their expression from dignified, to shock, to ecstasy!

"Boom, boom..." the Kuroshio came to the East for 30000 Li. At the top of the black mountain, a familiar figure passed the sky like a demon.

"It's the wolf venom!" The young monk was stunned for three seconds, and then bowed to the end. Because of the sudden pain, his face was suddenly distorted, but his eyes were filled with unspeakable madness and piety: "I wish you a great victory!"

"The wolf poison man?" A nun, pale and breathing, slightly moved her eyelids and opened her blood red eyes. When I saw the black light all over the sky, I couldn't restrain it at all. I trembled and wanted to stand up, but I couldn't stand up. I knelt down and touched the ground with my forehead.

"The real man wins all the time!"

Black light, blocking the sky, beacon tower on both sides, the emperor travel, a real voice, from the back of the mountain has been resounding in front of the mountain!

This is the flag.

This is the idol.

As long as he is there is hope in Qianshan!

It's enough to make them give up their sincerity whether they are blind, believe unconditionally, lose 22 days in a row and trap the empress of Jin Dynasty.

Boom! The black light passed through the air, and it didn't stop until a few seconds later. All the friars' chest heaved, and tens of thousands of wounded people here burst into laughter at the moment.

"Who said the wolf poison man was dead?"“ Jin Dynasty is afraid of Xu Zhenren! I never believed that real people would fall! "“ The manager is still there... The manager is still there! "

Xu Yangyi can see everything below.

It's a pity... It's a pity that my last causal light hasn't been lit yet. Once lit, break through Yuanying on the spot. But everyone has so many causes and effects, who can find out which one?

Time and luck.

Put down the regret in the heart, the spirit power fully urged, boundless black as if the wings of the devil, crazy toward the Qingcheng Mountain.

In the Sanqing and Siyu palaces, Chu Zhaonan is covered with blood. Tianqingzi's face is pale. They are breathing on the steps.

Behind them is the Sanqing and Siyu palace, surrounded by endless immortal clouds. The aura forms countless auspicious beasts, Qinglian. A hundred meters below them, a large array covering the last place is opened.

"Boom..." with the sound of the light cannon in the sky, the array kept buzzing. And the entrance of the next method array, every minute, every second burst out a palpitating vibration.

No one spoke. Hundreds of thousands of people were suspended in the air with injuries. Hundreds of thousands of magic weapons soared into the air, all aiming at the entrance.

Silent killing place, silent hell.

"Wolf poison Taoist friend... Haven't you contacted yet?" Tianqingzi adjusted his breath for a long time, opened his eyes and asked hoarsely.

Chu Zhaonan gritted his teeth and shook his head.

From a few hours ago, Xu Yangyi did not answer any spiritual sense, even he did not know where the other party had gone.

However, they don't know, but people around them have to give them answers.

"Wolf poison is dead!"“ Qingcheng Mountain is leaderless. Open the gate quickly and have a good time for you Around the last two hundred meters of Qingcheng Mountain, thousands of meters around the top of the mountain, countless floating boats, banners and banners are hunting, and a sound of horn is constantly transmitting the news.Tianqingzi didn't want to believe that a monk of this level would be invincible in the golden elixir if it wasn't for the hanging and targeted arrangement of thousands of the most elite monks. But immortality... Why not go back to the battlefield?

The situation has been so critical, as the last line of defense of the five peaks, once the Sanqing and Siyu palace is broken, Laojun palace is in danger!

All the people guarding here have never believed, wavered, and now they are suspicious.

"Where did you go..."

With a long sigh, his eyes suddenly moved. After two seconds of doubt, he suddenly stood up.

Action is too abrupt, leading to people around to see the past, 10, 100, 1000, tens of thousands! 100000! In a flash, all the monks who were trapped in Sanqing Siyu palace looked to the direction of Houshan.

"Boom, boom, boom..." the black clouds are on the top, and the boundless Kuroshio comes from the East. Black pure, black soul stirring, black blood boiling