Chapter 226

Old Wu saw that the longer the time went on, the more disadvantageous he was.

He himself felt that Zhenyuan was hard to help, and Mr. Wan would be even worse.

However, this man was just like an immortal bug. Old Wu thought that the next sword would strike him, and that in a moment he would be exhausted.

But Mr. Wan was obsessed with him.

Obviously, it's the end of a strong arrow, and I don't know how this man survived.

Most of them used some kind of magic.

Elder Wu doesn't want to entangle with him any more. If the altar is really destroyed, everything will stop. He forced Mr. Wan back with a sword and threw out a dust blower.

This magic instrument has never been used since it was made. At that time, a total of five refining times, the fifth time using a number of rare materials, now think of all feel meat pain.

It is because refining is not easy, and he is afraid to use it with loss, and the cost of repairing is not a small sum, so elder Wu has never used it.

This magic weapon is not the same weapon for attacking. On the contrary, it is a magic weapon mainly used for defense. Once it is used, it will be firmly covered in the area of ten meters. The defense force can be called an iron wall and is indestructible. It is impossible to break this barrier with Mr. Wan's current skills, whether from the cover or from the outside.

That's right. Old Wu used this magic weapon to trap Mr. Wan.

Since we can't kill him for a moment and a half, we'll trap him so that he can't get in the way.

If he wants to do it in ordinary times, elder Wu would not like to use it, and it is used on other people. This is one of the treasures that he keeps to protect his life.

But now the situation is critical, I really can't pay attention to that much.

However, when this magic weapon was thrown out, the result was not as smooth as elder Wu thought. Mr. Wan held his sword across his chest. As the oil was almost exhausted, a stream of real yuan could be released from his withered body to resist the force of blowing the dust.

What sound did Xiaodong hear

Dull, distant, like the sound of thunder on a rainy day. But the thunder came from the sky, but it seemed to come from the bottom of the earth.

He was dazed and thought he had heard something wrong, but the voice seemed to be far and near, as if it were ringing right next to him, more and more clearly.

"Elder martial brother..."

Mo Chen shakes his wrist, and the blood drops down the tip of the sword. The body of the sword is still clean, and there is no blood stain on it.

"Well?"

Xiaodong said vaguely: "there is a voice..."

Mo Chen turned his head and looked at the altar behind him.

The sound of the altar from time to time was indeed disturbing.

What he thought was totally different from what Xiaodong said.

Where does the sound come from? What's the sound?

Xiao Dong leans on Mo Chen's back, only feels that the voice is more and more clear and closer.

Mr. Wan was stunned when he realized what kind of magic weapon Fuzhen was.

He didn't expect that elder Wu was not using a sharp weapon to kill him, but a defensive weapon to trap him.

Three times in a row, he couldn't get rid of the dust. Mr. Wan's heart moved and turned his head to the altar.

Whisk held on to his figure and followed his steps.

Old Wu did not expect that this man would choose to die by himself. Those who touched the array just now disappeared without exception. One of elder Wu's disciples was one of them. The relationship between their masters and apprentices is naturally incomparable. As soon as the disciple disappeared into the array, old Wu's heart strings tightened and he was hit hard by a huge hammer.

The pain made old Wu no longer take chances.

Those who fell into the array were dead, all dead, and none of them survived.

Mr. Wan must have guessed that.

But now he's headed for the formation.

This guy doesn't want to live? Or do you want to exchange your life with your own, and destroy elder Wu's brush?

Obviously not.

Mr. Wan suddenly pulled up his body just a few feet away from the array, swept over the upper edge of the array at a speed so fast that people could not see clearly. He made a curve in the air like a night bird and fell heavily towards the ground.

However, the whisk who chased him did not think, fear, or judge the interests. The instinct of the magic weapon made it unable to turn at all and ran into the light shield of the array.

Elder Wu's curse was held in his throat!

He destroyed his magic weapon with the power of array!

He was so good that he was not willing to use it. His first shot was destroyed!

But after the dust hit the halo on the altar, a different accident happened. It seems mysterious and impregnable that it has been shrouded above the altar, and the light shield has gradually faded down after a burst of violent flicker, revealing the two people on the altar.

Mrs. Yan has collapsed on the ground. Li Fulin is better than her. She leans on the ground with her sword and still maintains her standing position.This change makes old Wu and Mr. Wan stunned!

The array is broken!

The altar is now open to all!

If Li Fulin still had enough strength at this time, he might be able to break the altar with one sword, and Xie Jia's fate, which had always been like a curse, could be liberated here.

But at this time, Li Fulin didn't even have the strength to make a sound. He could only force himself not to collapse like lady goose.

If there was not the last stroke of dust into the array, maybe they would only be defeated.

The whole body of elder Wu's hair was about to start. His eyes were red and he flew towards Xiaodong!

Mo Chen has no one to dodge, so he stands in front of Xiaodong and has a hard fight with Mr. Wu.

One will only be in his twenties, and the other is more than one hundred years old. One can see the depth of his skill at a glance.

However, Mo Chen blocked elder Wu's attack, and his body shape was only slightly shaking. However, elder Wu was blocked back. When he landed, he felt that his right hand was no longer his own. He was numb and unconscious. However, he could not stand on his feet. He staggered to the side to stabilize his body.

But their first reaction was to look down at their feet.

Mo Chen and Wu Changyi first and then both found the abnormal situation.

The ground under their feet had just begun to shake.

With the first, it was like opening a closed gate, and the second tremor followed.

Li Fulin could not stand at all. The vibration at the altar was more obvious than that at the other side. He shook his body. If he had not stretched out his hand to support the pillar beside the altar, he would have fallen heavily.

"What's going on?"

Mrs. Yan can't answer this question.

She only knew that if she wanted to stop people in Tianjian city from offering sacrifices to Jiejia blood, the altar must be destroyed. But after it is destroyed, what will happen to Tianjian city? What will happen to them?

The goose lady doesn't know.

The vibration of the ground is more and more violent. Mo Chen protects Xiaodong tightly in his arms and is alert to the enemy in front of him.

Li Fulin glances at Mo Chen and Xiao Dong on the altar. He pulls Mrs. Yan from the ground and retreats toward the side of the altar.

The sound of thunder was getting louder and nearer, and the ground was shaking like a storm on the sea. It seemed that something was fighting and fighting under the stone platform.

Mr. Wan did not have the strength to get up. On his side, a crack abruptly turned the altar into two. Something broke out from below and tried to stretch upward.

The disciples of Tianjian city were particularly frightened when they saw this scene from afar. Some people screamed, others used both hands and feet to dodge in the distance.

What kind of beast is this coming out of the ground? They lived in Tianjian city for generations. How could they never know that there were such monsters under the city?

Mo Chen is close, see clearly.

It's not a beast, it's not a snake, it's a vine.

It's just that this is no ordinary vine.

The rattan looks iron stone. I don't know how long it has been trapped under the ground. There is no leaf on it. If it's not for the vine texture, I'm afraid anyone will think it's a snake Python monster.

Don't say old Wu didn't know. Even Madame Yan didn't know anything about the change at this time.

There are more than one rattan, followed by several vines drilling out from the ground. The cracks on the altar are more and more big, and the surrounding stone slabs are more and more riddled with cracks and these dancing vines. Suddenly, I saw a climbing sword coming out of the ground.

Many people have heard of the sound of the sword when it cuts down the wood. However, the sound of this sword cutting down is as loud as the intersection of gold and stone. Just listening to the sound, the disciple of tianjiancheng is not like chopping wood, but like chopping stone! However, when he cut the vines with all his strength, he didn't even get a spark. The young disciple who took the sword just now was frightened and afraid. He screamed wildly. After chopping several times, he dropped his sword and ran away in another direction. Only two steps after he escaped, the vine suddenly threw his bow again and again, hitting the disciple heavily on his back.

The frightened young disciple didn't even give a cry. He fell forward and fell to the ground and lost his breath.

At this moment, no matter whether it is elder Wu's side or Li Fulin's side, a huge question emerges in his mind.

Where is this terrible thing coming from under Tianjian city? Where did the vine come from? Is it the essence of plants? Or the image of some monster?

It doesn't look like it's being manipulated behind the scenes.

However, how could it be under the altar? As soon as the array of the altar was gone, it immediately appeared. It seemed as if it had been imprisoned by the suppression of the altar. Until now, it had to extricate itself.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!