Chapter 670

All the friars in the fortress protection array of beiheguan were awestruck at the moment when the black magic flower appeared.

In particular, the general manager of beiheguan changed his complexion greatly.

They didn't recognize the strange plant for the first time, but they all smelled a trace of danger.

At this time, Lu Qingshan, who also rushed to the wall of beiheguan city to check the situation, looked more solemn than friar beiheguan.

He recognized the three strange plants.

Not long ago, he saw the black magic flower when he attacked the feather magic city.

This is the inside story of Yumo City, which is comparable to the wonders of the American city protection array.

At that time, only one flower could bring combat power blessing to the demon cultivation of Quanyu magic city.

The power released by it makes Lu Qingshan powerless for a moment.

At the moment, there are three black magic flowers!

The three black magic flowers emitted strong black light and suddenly spread out.

However, in the blink of an eye, the black light had covered all the more than 3000 seven level demons.

It can be seen to the naked eye that after being shrouded by the black light, the momentum of all the demons was suddenly lifted up.

The rolling black fog condensed by the magic gas was three times richer than before.

The three black magic flowers immediately brought a huge increase in combat power to the demon family.

But that's not over.

"Congealing!" the leader of the demon family, demon Xiu kulong, stood near the black magic flower, his eyes were gloomy and drank coldly.

His voice came out and set off endless echoes, echoing on the sky outside the Beihe pass.

All the friars at beiheguan heard the sound, and their hearts roared.

It was with the sound that the black light released from the black devil flower became more intense.

The rolling magic Qi suddenly rolls back in the black light, suddenly shrinks and condenses, and almost condenses into essence.

These magic Qi finally condensed outside Beihe pass into

A pointed gun!

A sharp gun made of magic Qi.

The gun head is facing beiheguan!

At the moment when the magic gun appeared, all the monks on the wall of beiheguan city were pupil constricted, shortness of breath and frightened.

Because they feel an overwhelming sense of oppression on top of sharp guns.

"Go!"

The withered dragon devil handsome smiled grimly.

The magic gun immediately roared out and rushed to beiheguan.

It's almost blinking, generally spanning miles.

The magic gun arrived in an instant, fell on the city protection array of beiheguan and bombarded the barrier several feet thick.

Boom!

That should be indestructible and unshakable light curtain, in an instant, made a huge roar.

In the roar, the light curtain began to tremble violently and ripples appeared, as if some could not be supported.

Fortunately, the magic Qi on the sharp gun was also spreading rapidly, and the power was losing.

In a moment, the sharp gun condensed by the magic gas finally turned into the magic gas and returned to nothingness.

The ripples on the light curtain also calmed down and restored calm. It looked as if nothing had happened.

But the general manager of beiheguan couldn't laugh at all.

Because he knew that in order to resist this attack, the consumption of the city defense array was not small.

"Terran array... Tortoise shell, ha ha." seeing this scene from a distance, the withered dragon demon handsome was very calm.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the evil spirit rolled again, and a sharp gun condensed and formed, and attacked again towards the light curtain of Beihe pass.

"Attack!" at the same time, the withered dragon devil Shuai shouted.

With his order, all evil cultivation is to use their own means.

First, three black magic fires cut through the sky and shot at beiheguan. In an instant, they came to beiheguan. Before the big battle, there was a black evil wind sweeping out. More demons controlled the poisonous fog like a tornado, and there were ice arrows, blood light and cyan silk thread

In an instant, more than 3000 demons fought at the same time, and only a few demons who had no means of long-range attack were still enduring.

The sky was extremely slow by all kinds of magic light, and all the clouds were torn and scattered.

The attack is all-round. So many demons attack the North River pass moat at the same time.

For a moment, thunderbolt sounded and the earth shook.

Under this continuous offensive, Beihe moat is like a boat in the huge waves, which may overturn at any time.

No big array is perfect, and even if the big array is strong, it also needs supplement and rest, and it is impossible to run overload all the time.

"Let's fight together and share some offensives for Beihe grand array!" general Wu Yan's eyes twinkled. Knowing that the situation was not optimistic, he quickly ordered.

As soon as his words came to an end, the friars of Beihe pass used their own skills and tools to rush out of the light curtain of Beihe array to welcome the all-round attack against the demon family.

The Terran Friar's magic and the demon's magic collided in the air.

For a time, the war was raging, and the two annihilated each other.

The whole land of Beihe River and the whole sky were transformed into a battlefield. The fierce magic power set off a distorted ripple, which evacuated the air and aura in this heaven and earth.

The momentum is towering and the roar echoes.

Before many attacks of the demon clan fell on the light curtain of Beihe array, they were stopped by the martial arts of Beihe pass.

But more offensives fell unimpeded on the light curtain of Beihe array.

The ripples on the light curtain never stopped and kept popping up.

Boom!

Another deafening roar came.

It was the sharp gun condensed by the magic gas that bombarded the array again.

The sharp gun scattered and condensed, condensed and scattered, like a siege hammer, hit the solid "city gate" of Beihe array again and again.

"No, the attack of the demon clan is too fierce than expected. If it goes on like this, the Beihe array will be unsustainable for one day at most." general Wu Yan of Beihe pass in the light curtain made a judgment.

Beihe pass is the top three of the seventeen human city passes. Its scale is far better than the original Luoyan pass. Therefore, the city protection array is also very powerful.

Under normal circumstances, even in the face of the siege of more than 3000 Qipin demons, with the assistance of Beihe array, tens of thousands of Beihe pass friars can support at least three days if they can't get out of the city.

But now, the situation is much worse than expected.

The root cause is

Wu Yan always turned his attention to the last side of the demon repair camp.

There are three black magic flowers that are constantly releasing black light.

It was these three black magic flowers that raised the combat power of these demons to a higher level out of thin air, coupled with the magic gas pointed gun condensed by the power of the black magic flower itself, that led to the current bad situation.

"General, with our distance from Yumen pass, it will take at least three days for the reinforcements at Yumen pass to arrive from receiving the news..."

Zhao Xuan, deputy general of beiheguan, beside general Wu Yan, looked miserable and said, "with today's situation, it's good if we can last a day......"

"Unless it is..." Zhao Xuan's eyes flushed and gnashing his teeth said, "unless it can destroy the three magic flowers."

All the friars in beiheguan can see that the key to whether they can support the arrival of reinforcements lies in the three magic flowers.

Wu Yan was silent for a moment, and the fine awn in his eyes burst.

After pondering for a moment, he finally made a resolution, "for today's plan, it is to take the initiative to destroy the three magic flowers!"

"But..." the counselor Zhao Xuan frowned and looked at the seven grade demon cultivation outside the Beihe pass. He couldn't speak for a moment.

The three magic flowers are at the end of the demon clan camp, which means that if they want to destroy the three magic flowers, they have to rush through the gullies of more than 3000 seven grade demons.

How is this possible?

"If you don't take the initiative, you'll die. If you take the initiative, there's at least a glimmer of hope." Wu Yan whispered, not only persuading the generals around you, but also persuading himself.

He naturally understood that his decision was reckless, but he had no choice.

Finally, he made a decision.

"The first army of beihewei left the pass and charged with me." general Wu Yan suddenly opened his mouth and immediately took the lead. He roared up and rushed out of the light with a friar of beiheguan with twenty people.

"For the North River!" Wu Yan's voice was startled. In the roar, he immediately rushed to the demon camp.

"Oh, wait for you to take the initiative to die!" the kulong magic marshal, who is not only in charge of commanding, but also in charge of guarding the black magic flower, could not help laughing.

At the next moment, the sharp gun, which was condensed from the magic gas and attacked Beihe array, turned its head and attacked the friars of Wu Yan who had just rushed out of the guard of Beihe array.

"Block me!" Wu Yan always stood in the front and rushed into the startling fire Yan, turned into a flame God and met the sharp gun.

He's a physical trainer.

The duty of physical cultivation is to block all offensives for companions.

Only when the body is dead will the companion be hurt.

Around his body, there are also countless flames born out of thin air and turned into a flame world.

This is his jurisdiction.

But what Wu Yan didn't expect was that the moment that the magic gas sharp gun rushed into his jurisdiction, it unexpectedly erupted a terrorist force far better than before.

The magic gas pointed gun spread flat, and the light on it changed from dim to brilliant, from black light to purple black, as if there had been a qualitative change.

Heaven and earth change color, nothingness is broken, strong to the extreme, irresistible.

Great power resonates.

Wu Yan turned pale and hurriedly crossed his hands, spewing out a strong yuan force between his mouth and nose, and countless fires rose in the jurisdiction.

The power of the jurisdiction is presented, and a pair of fiery dragons are generated. They dance their bodies together and become a pair of huge Jiao scissors.

The spirit of jurisdiction.

This is the spirit of the legal region cultivated by Wu Yan. His arms turn Jiao and can defeat all means.

Shuangjiao scissors are extremely brilliant. They are composed of flames. The rung is a magic gas pointed gun.

Just for a moment, the two burst into dazzling light and sent out strong fluctuations.

Wu Yan felt the ferocity of the magic gas sharp gun.

The evil spirit rolled like an ocean, and the gun head was as sharp as a divine sword, which wanted to penetrate his arms.

The leaves of the three black magic flowers were ringing. Obviously, they did their best to launch such an attack.

In the fierce collision, Wu Yan's body began to tremble violently.

In the trembling, his seven orifices began to bleed, and his vigorous Qi and blood were withering.

Wu Yan's situation is still good.

The three black magic flowers spewed out purple and black light at the same time. If the volcano erupted, it erupted into a powerful force, and condensed into twenty small magic gas spears, which were shot in the air at the twenty friars of beihewei in the seven territories who rushed out of the light curtain with Wu Yan.

The power of these magic gas Spears is not as terrible as magic gas sharp guns.

But similarly, the friars of the first army of beihewei are far less powerful than Wu Yan.

Therefore, in the twinkling of an eye, nearly ten friars of beihewei were killed.

The sky is stained with blood, and the smell of blood is towering.

Let alone kill the three black magic flowers, they didn't even rush out a mile, and they had lost most of their hands.

Friar beiheguan in the light curtain watched his colleagues die, his eyes filled with blood and issued bursts of unwilling growls.

But... They can't rush out.

Once they rush out of Beihe array, it will also be the end of death. At that time, they will not only not save them, but also speed up the fall of Beihe pass.

"Go back... Go back, go back to the Beihe array!" Wu Yan smiled miserably, his blood suddenly soared, and bright blood bloomed in his pores.

He groaned as if he were suffering. His flesh was cracking and blood splashed.

On the contrary, the fire in his jurisdiction was like being poured with hot oil, suddenly ran up, burst out of unparalleled power, roared out, and burned the magic gas sharp gun and the surrounding magic gas.

At this moment, he and the remaining ten friars of beihewei finally escaped the threat of black magic flower.

They quickly retreated without hesitation and retreated back into the light curtain before a new wave of attack of the black devil flower came.

After rushing back into the light curtain, Zhao Xuan, the staff general of beiheguan, hurried forward to hold the injured general Wu Yan.

"Defeated... Completely defeated..." Wu Yan pushed Zhao Xuan away, staggering and laughing miserably.

The power of the black devil flower is so terrible that even he can't resist it.

Besides, even if he can stop the attack launched by the black magic flower, there is still an extremely long distance between him and the black magic flower.

In this distance, there are more than 3000 seven grade demons blocking each other, and the top demon Shuai kulong demon Shuai guards next to the black demon flower.

How can such a natural moat be killed?

Unless it is, monk Bajing

Only friars in the eight realms can do it, right?

But there are no monks in beiheguan.

So... This is a dead end.

At most one day later, their beiheguan formation will be broken, and then the city will be destroyed and people will die.

No one can save them.

……

Beiheguan city wall stretches and is surrounded by many monks.

Xu Xi was also among these people, and even said that his current position was not too far from Wu Yan.

In addition, Wu Yan didn't deliberately hide anything from beginning to end, so he easily learned the current situation of beiheguan.

"Beiheguan, finally ushered in the fall of the end?" Xu Xi opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

He thought he had already made psychological preparation, but when the day came, he found that his psychological preparation had no effect at all.

A great sadness surged into his heart.

After guarding beiheguan for thousands of years, he has long regarded beiheguan as his home.

Now, this family is about to be destroyed under the iron hoof of the demon family. How can he not grieve?

But now... Who can save beiheguan?

He sees no hope.

Xu Xi's eyes darkened.

He didn't expect that he had just cured his eyes and didn't see the shaozong of Jianzong, but he wanted to witness the fall of beiheguan with his own eyes.

"Destroy the three magic flowers, and beiheguan will have hope to support the reinforcements to come, right?" just then, a very familiar voice spread to Xu Xi's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his mind was shocked, a strong light appeared in his eyes, and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

I don't know when a very young and handsome man appeared near general Wu Yan of beiheguan.

Wu Yan also subconsciously cast his eyes in the past.

Immediately, his complexion changed greatly, his breathing became short, showed an unbelievable look, and had a strong and extreme sense of horror.

"Lu... Lu shaozong?!" he exclaimed.

As general manager of beiheguan, he had seen the portrait of the shaozong of Jianzong for a long time. In addition, Lu Qingshan was very handsome and impressive. How could he not recognize Lu Qingshan?

"Lu shaozong?" Xu Xi's head didn't turn around.

Is that young childe shaozong? Which sect is it?

The next moment, he suddenly reacted, "it's the sword sect, shaozong!"

——Who else can beiheguan call such a polite shaozong besides Jianzong shaozong?

Not only Xu Xi, but also other monks reacted at this time and looked at the young monk in horror.

He is the No. 1 figure in Yumen pass who has become famous recently. Lu Qingshan, the shaozong of sword sect, settled in Hanguang garden with the cultivation of six realms, and slaughtered Yumo city with his own strength?!

"Lu shaozong, why are you here?" here, Wu Yan's face was very white, his scalp was numb, and he was very flustered.

The fall of beiheguan has become a foregone conclusion.

However, he never thought that this time, in addition to the monks all over the city, he would also catch a young master of sword sect.

This is the genius sword cultivation that has the hope of achieving the sword immortal in the future. It is only possible to produce a peerless genius in a thousand years. It is highly possible that the new leader of the sword sect after a thousand years should fall in beiheguan?

Wu Yan was upset and didn't know what to do.

"Destroy those three magic flowers, and beiheguan will have hope to support the reinforcements, right?" Lu Qingshan asked again when he saw that Wu Yan didn't answer his question.

"Yes..." Wu Yan was in a state of absence. He subconsciously replied, and then suddenly reacted, "Lu shaozong, why do you ask?"

Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment, looked up at the three black magic flowers at the end of the demon camp, and finally said calmly, "maybe I can destroy the three magic flowers."

"How is it possible?" Wu Yan subconsciously retorted, "if you don't say anything else, more than 3000 seven grade friars stand in the way. How can you kill them? Besides, there is a withered dragon demon handsome guard beside the magic flower. How can you destroy the flower if you don't kill him?"

In his vision, only the friars in the eight realms could do this under such circumstances.

But Wu Yan clearly remembered that Lu shaozong, who had become famous recently, was clearly just a six boundary sword repair.

"I can try," said Lu Qingshan.

"No, no!" Wu Yan shook his head, flatly rejected Lu Qingshan's proposal and solemnly said: "you are the shaozong of Jianzong. Your identity and potential are the highest in Beihe pass. Your life is the most valuable.

We can all die, but if you can't, how can you do such a thing? "

Wu Yan's tone was very firm.

He has been thinking in his heart about how to fight to save Lu Qingshan's life after the Beihe formation is broken.

"No, on the contrary, just because I'm a shaozong of Jianzong, I can't escape some responsibilities," Lu Qingshan shook his head and affirmed, "it's not that I can't die, but that you can die only if I die."

Jianzong sword cultivation, every battle, must take the lead, rush in front of the array, and never retreat.

Jianzong's sword cultivation has always been the first to die.

This is the pride of friars of Jianzong, their faith and persistence, and the reason why Jianzong can win the respect of friars of Yumenguan.

As a sword sect, he should be more so.

"Besides," he whispered, "there has never been a truth in this world that no one can die."

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Qingshan no longer delayed and gave a long roar on the spot.

In the long roar, his body was already rising into the sky. When everyone was caught off guard, it was only a moment's effort to rush out of the protective mask of Beihe array.

His direction

Point at three black magic flowers!

In front of Lu Qingshan, there are dense shadows and soaring magic Qi.

Behind him is the tottering beiheguan.

As Lu Qingshan said, even if beiheguan wants to fall, it must fall after his death.

Because he is a minor of Jianzong.

"But..."

In the crowd, Xu Xi finally understood what Lu Qingshan meant by "give him a hand". Seeing Lu Qingshan's resolute back rushing out of the Beihe array, he trembled all over and muttered with trembling lips:

"There has never been a truth in the world that anyone must die..."