When Lu Xing came out of Heifeng cliff, he felt great bad in his heart.

Although Xun Xie is responsible for the defense of sad yuan, it doesn't mean that Lu Xing doesn't know anything. Heifeng cliff is an important gateway to the sad plain. Xun Xie also laid a heavy defense here.

However, Lu Xing only saw the empty mountain pass. He couldn't even see a living person. Not only are they living people, but they can't even see the spiritual power floating with the wind.

This is abnormal!

Lu Xing said, "senior brother Liu, let everyone pass here quickly. I have a bad feeling."

Liu Changxiu laughed and said, "what are you afraid of? We all wear war armor. Even if the four lords of the temple come in person, we have a good chance of winning."

Lu Xing shook his head and said with a wry smile, "the four lords of the temple... Forget it. When they reach their realm, ordinary people can't understand. It's not that I haven't fought with the Lord. I have no other way but to flee."

Liu Changxiu said in surprise, "even if there is a battle armor, it is not the opponent of God?" if so, the problem will be big! Although the devil cult and the temple are fighting noisily, they will win or lose each other.

However, the only thing that can ultimately determine the outcome of the war is the final force. In the face of the four masters of the temple, the second is transcendental sanctification. No matter how big the local victory of the demon cult is, it can not avoid the final failure.

Lu Xing also saw Liu Changxiu's worry and said with relief: "it's not so terrible. Last time there were only you Xing and me. This time, there were more than 200 war armor, and we may not be able to compete with God. Besides, we are not without other preparations."

The foothills on both sides of Heifeng cliff, towering into the sky, are basically on par with the balance. As the army went farther and farther in the black wind cliff, Lu Xing's concern became deeper and deeper.

On both sides of the cliff top, a pair of eyes were watching them deeply.

Tian Rui narrowed her eyes and didn't reveal a trace of spiritual power. Only by reaching her transcendental realm can she completely control the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Lu Xingfei was in the middle of the team. As soon as he flew over Heifeng cliff, the psychic phone hanging around his waist rang.

At this time, the battle of water, cloud and sky was coming to an end. Wang Da told Lu Xing about the huge giant spirit one by one. Lu Xing was surprised that the manufacturing technology of the giant spirit God had been greatly improved?

Tian Rui, who was hiding at the top of the mountain, suddenly noticed that a wisp of spiritual power poured into Lu Xing's palm. Tian Rui shouted bad and hurriedly ordered: "attack!"

With the support of Lord Tian, Yang Jing is not afraid of anything. They were going to make a detour from Heifeng cliff to sad yuan to attack the back of the demon cult army.

But unexpectedly, as soon as they won Heifeng cliff, Fang Gu led his army to break through the pass of sad yuan. Yang Jing never thought that only 51 giant spirits could kill the demon cult. Think about it carefully. There are thousands of giant spirits dispatched this time. Except for the 51 assigned to fanggu, the rest of the classes are under Tian Rui's command!

What's the difference between Tian Rui and Yang Jing?

After hearing the order of attack, Yang Jing did not delay at all. He immediately broke into a commanding 200 meter giant spirit God.

On the cliffs on both sides, there was a loud cry of killing. At the sound of gunfire, the sound echoed among the cliffs, which made Lu Xing and others buzzing in their ears, even their heads were almost confused.

"Enemy attack!" Lu Xing shouted, "get ready to meet the enemy!"

"The special one finally came!" Liu Changxiu was overjoyed! Since he put on his armor, he has been waiting to fight with the temple. After waiting all the way, I can be regarded as waiting for the sneak attack on the temple.

Liu Changxiu doesn't have any tactics, or he doesn't need tactics at all. Liu Changxiu took the lead and rushed up against the charging giant spirits.

On the right arm of the battle armor, what condenses is a lightsaber more than one meter long, an invincible lightsaber. Even the sharpest flying sword can only be a pool of mud that cuts iron like mud under the lightsaber. Moreover, several gun barrels thicker than fingers were inserted on the left arm of the battle armor.

With one blow, Liu Changxiu cut off a giant spirit flying in the face with a sword. The disciples flying behind were greatly encouraged and cheered loudly, all raising their lightsabers.

The long gun in the hand of the giant spirit is not worth mentioning in front of the lightsaber. Nevertheless, the number of giant spirit gods is too much more than battle armor after all.

There are more than 900 giant spirits under Yang Jing. Liu Changxiu's battle armor is only more than 200. The ratio of nearly one to four obviously exceeds the bearing limit of armor.

If the coach is replaced by Xun Xie, it may not be a problem. But there is only Liu Changxiu, not Xun Xie. How can Liu Changxiu, who has been buried in a pile of equipment for a long time, understand the ever-changing battlefield?

Liu Changxiu killed the rise and scrapped the giant spirit God in his hands. In less than a quarter of an hour, it has exceeded five. Moreover, the disciples who followed him also managed to gain something.

I feel good when I'm killing. I feel that I can defeat the enemy immediately. At this time, Liu Changxiu suddenly felt that there were more and more giant spirits around him, and it seemed that even none of the disciples of Qingyu mountain could be seen. The sudden change frightened Liu Changxiu to take time to look around.

I saw seven or eight hundred giant spirits lined up, dividing the space into areas one by one. Every disciple of Qingyu mountain is divided into an independent area. They can't look at each other. They are all fighting alone.

Liu Changxiu was a little confused. He didn't understand what had happened.

Yang Jing, who played against, would not give him this leisure, and immediately ordered the final attack. As a veteran of the battlefield, Yang Jing, as early as when Liu Changxiu and others attacked each other, lured the Qingyu mountain disciples one by one into the carefully set encirclement for them at the expense of more than 100 giant spirits.

Even so, Lu Xing still didn't move half a minute. It was not that he didn't want to move, but Lu Xing found that he was locked by a lingran breath at the moment of the attack on the temple.

Almost in an instant, Lu Xing reacted and locked him. It was definitely the existence of a great holy period. There are only two people in the holy period of the temple, namely Wu yuxu and God. But this breath is so strange, strange with a little familiar. But Lu Xing is sure that he is not Wu yuxu or any of the gods.

Who the hell would it be?

Seeing the battle armor fall one after another, and the falling speed is faster and faster. At this rate, it won't be long before Lu Xing's carefully crafted armored forces will leave here and die before they succeed.

At this point, Lu Xing can't wait any longer!

Lu Xing suddenly mobilized the spiritual power of Dantian, spread all over his body and climbed his momentum to the top. The ready battle armor, especially Lu Xing's battle armor left over from ancient times, was so explosive that even Tian Rui was surprised for a moment.

After discovering Lu Xing's action, Tian Rui blinked and just blocked Lu Xing's way forward.