Under the fierce attack of more than 20 Yan immortals, Chen Qing's immortal body is almost broken.
He's teetering.
One hundred thousand repairs, less than ten thousand.
Only more than ten of the dozens of Yanxian fell.
After opening the portal of the six days realm, Dagu days realm, which bears the brunt, is on the verge of being broken.
All kinds of forces that triggered the concussion in the sky broke out completely.
Combined with the power of more than 400 Yan immortals, they directly tore up the whole Dugu Aotian.
At this moment, the air transportation in the sky and the land level have become scattered powder.
At this moment, several figures stood outside the hall, all looking up at the scene with dignified faces.
Through the cloudy and hazy clouds, I looked at pieces of continental planes, floating in the void after breaking, which was unspeakably tragic.
Cui Jing looked a little nervous. "It seems that it's true this time. Dugu Tian has been crushed. How many Yan immortals have come."
"In this case, I'm afraid there are at least 200." Zhao Ting said with a rare opening.
"More, how much? Two hundred?! " Cui Jing opened his mouth, as if he had heard the most absurd words.
"I'm afraid there are far more than two hundred Yanxian coming here." Spring and autumn also said at this time, and then he stretched out his palm and pointed to the void above his head.
Sure enough, according to what Chunqiu pointed out in his hand, all kinds of streamers gathered in the void, and there were no more than three or four hundred under the count.
Each streamer represents an immortal.
But in an instant, they completely destroyed the great solitary sky and attacked the next sky.
"Good guy, aren't they coming to us?" Cui Jing looked a little ugly. "Hundreds of Yan immortals, I'm afraid we..."
With the solemn and dead silence of the atmosphere, Diqing stretched out from the hall, "what's noisy, a good sleep has been disturbed."
Spring and autumn saw that Diqing woke up from his deep sleep, and inexplicably felt that his heart had settled down.
Although they didn't know the depth of the realm of pure meaning, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Cui Jing then said, "a total of three or four hundred Yan immortals have entered the six-day territory. I'm afraid they will hit us soon."
Diqing came outside the hall and looked up at the sky.
Sure enough, dozens of streamers have broken through the barrier and poured into the little lonely sky.
"Good guy, it seems that there are no fewer people who want to kill childe Yan than those who want to kill childe mo." Diqing slowly lifted the corners of his mouth.
Cui Jing asked, "are we going to run now?"
"Escape, where?" Di Qing glanced at him, and then looked at the Yan immortals coming from the sky, "peerless hasn't come back yet. If we leave now, there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"Just stay here and kill as many Yanxian as you come!"
Di Qing's golden eyes were sharp suddenly, and layers of reddish gold ripples surged around him, with a trembling breath.
Then he went straight up to the sky.
"I'm afraid he's not crazy..." Cui Jingmu stared.
"He's not crazy. He's ready to fight." Spring and autumn said, drawing out a dagger condensed by Yanli from his waist.
Cui Jing gritted his teeth, "then I'll be crazy!"
On the dark sky, nearly a hundred Yan immortals stepped into the little lonely sky at the same time.
Looking at this heaven with abundant Yanli, they did not hesitate to directly urge Yanli to destroy it.
Just then, a lazy and cold voice suddenly rang from all directions, "a group of blind bastards, roll!"
All Yanxian gathered here, all eyes coagulated, and then looked straight ahead.
When Di Qing comes into the air, the derivative forces released by the whole body are all introverted, just like the most insignificant top cultivation.
Listening to the insult and scolding, the old Yan Xian's eyes suddenly coagulated and screamed, "look for death!"
At the end of his words, a towering black pagoda was smashed down from his hands.
Diqing didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. Facing the black tower rising hundreds of thousands of feet in the storm, he made a shocking move.
He looked up, opened his mouth and spat directly.
Just one mouthful of saliva, like shooting an arrow at the sun in the wind, suddenly spit on the black tower.
"Boom..."
The spittle with golden awn easily broke the black tower, and then castrated and shot at the old Yanxian.
"Chula..."
With the appearance of a million Zhang black pagoda crashing to pieces, the old Yan Xian slowly lowered his head and looked at his immortal body.
From the neck down, the belly of the whole immortal body disappeared, and the immortal source disappeared directly into nothingness.
"What, what's going on?"
Until he finally fell, he couldn't believe that he was spit to death.
The sky fell into silence, and all the gathered Yanxian stepped back and looked at Diqing warily.
"As I said, you can destroy the whole six-day territory wherever you want, but not here alone." Di Qing looked at them and said lazily, "bastards, am I clear enough? Do you need to repeat it? "
After a short silence, a middle-aged Yan Xian, who didn't need a clean face, stepped forward and said, "who are you? We came here only to destroy the six-day situation, including here. If you leave now, we won't be difficult for you."
"It's not difficult for me?" Di Qing raised his eyebrows. "That's how you little bastards talk to me?"
When Diqing said this, he directly stretched out his hand and shook it in the air. At that time, the middle-aged Yan Xian couldn't speak. His face was purple and black, and even Yan Li was directly strangled.
Then his head exploded without warning, and the whole immortal body was fragmented.
"Repeat for the last time. Now leave here. I won't be investigated. If I insist on destroying here, I will kill you!"
When I brush my sleeves, my face is as heavy as water.
At this moment, all the immortals felt a supreme pressure inexplicably.
That kind of pressure made them all hesitate. For a time, no one dared to come forward.
But as more and more immortals flew into the little lonely sky, the atmosphere began to become restless from dead silence.
In the spring and Autumn period, Cui Jing, Zhao ting and Wei Liujia also came, all looking dignified at the overwhelming Yan Xian ahead.
In the face of such a situation, di Qing seemed to ignore it completely, but then a secret sound came from his mouth.
"Hey, listen to me. I haven't fully recovered yet. I'm afraid it's difficult to support so many Yan immortals. So if you don't scare them away later, you'll run as far as you can. Do you understand?"
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Chunqiu and others all changed from shock to helplessness. They felt like they were on a broken ship.
Cui Jing's face was bitter. "You've put such a big aura together. It's to scare them away?"