But it's too late, even if you escape, where can you flee to, a hundred miles deep, there is enough time and space to kill everyone Zhuge Jingyu stood in the Paiyun Palace, looking at the spots on a huge jade plaque, his face was peaceful, and he didn't seem to be manipulating a killing feast.
He lightly tapped on the jade plate, and a red imprint was transmitted along the jade plate to the magic circle control center at the bottom of the Paiyun Palace, and three of the seventy-two qi ruins were activated, and a pleasant chime sound came from the ground.
Three flame storms surged in the south of Taibai Peak in an instant, dozens of zhang high, like a fire dragon-like storm swept in, and the monks who attacked in front were dumbfounded, what a power this is, it can actually stir up a flame storm dozens of zhang high.
The rain was constantly burning into vapour, and a cloud of mist rose around the firestorm, which was actually picturesque to the eyes of people.
More than a dozen monks were caught in a storm of flames because they were running a little slower, and they turned into ashes in an instant.
There were also two dozen monks with varying degrees of burns.
In a matter of breaths, the forward battalion fell apart and fell apart.
Countless points of light scurried around the sky, with no purpose or direction, and were eventually killed by various prohibitions.
Witnessing a Jindan monk of the Tianping Sect being cut to pieces by an invisible golden wind, his flesh and blood flying, Cheng Guangtai couldn't care about the mud all over the ground, and cowardly hid in the bushes, looking up at the little bit of light that disappeared in the air.
He thought to himself, "Oh my God, what an efficiency this is. ” Chu Li frowned and looked at the rout of the vanguard battalion, thunder and lightning, and flames met his eyes, and a wave of anger burned in his heart, "Actually set up a ban to restrain me." ” "Thirty miles to the east on the left flank, thirty miles to the west on the right flank, bypass this area, and charge me with all my might."
Chu Li roared and gave orders to the team under his feet.
The monks of Tianlu Gate mechanically acted according to Chu Li's orders, there were nearly six hundred monks on the left and right wings, and the brilliance emitted by hundreds of magic weapons left a glowworm-like halo in the sky, like two rivers flowing with fireflies, turning towards the east and west sides of Taibai Peak.
Chu Li lowered the height of the disc magic weapon, and walked up to the defeated monk in front of him, he waved his hand lightly, and several green sword lights erupted from the heavenly spirit, whether the defeated person was a monk from the Tianlu Sect or a monk from another sect, all he gave was a sword.
In an instant, three people had already died from the terrifying green sword light, but the monks who had retreated from the front were like flowing water, and they could not be controlled by killing a few people.
Chu Li gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and he summoned a large bell covered with Sanskrit from the Naxu ring, which was more than one person high, and the diameter of the bell mouth was one zhang wide and narrow.
He pointed the bell at the defeated monks, and struck it vigorously at the end of the bell, and the repeated patterns of the bell body were lit, and the silver texture crawled all over the bell body within three breaths.
The earth-shattering bell shook towards the monks who had retreated from the vanguard camp, and many people saw this scene and summoned the defensive magic weapons they carried with them to resist, and many people released their qi to resist.
The sound of the bell was like a sound wave, which could actually be seen by the naked eye, and the sound wave easily bypassed these people's defensive magic weapons, and at the same time repelled their body protection qi, and the bodies of more than a dozen foundation building monks vibrated like an electric shock, and finally turned into pieces.
Finally, the rout of the forward battalion stopped, and the five surviving Jindan monks raised their arms, regrouped, and rushed to the front with the remaining thirty Zhuji monks to die, they thought very clearly in their hearts, anyway, they would die if they went back, it was better to fight forward.
Dozens of fireflies flew towards Taibai Peak at high speed, and along the way, both flames and thunder disappeared, and they quickly broke through the valley of death for thirty miles, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the twenty-mile area.
At this time, Zhuge Jingyu in the Paiyun Hall looked melancholy, and he really didn't like the killing, "Why are you back again" He muttered to himself while nodding towards the area where the second palace of the sky net was exchanged.
There was a crisp sound under his feet, which made Zhuge Jingyu sneer, "Who designed the sound, it is so crisp, it seems that killing people is like playing a musical instrument, it is really perverted." ” If Fang Minglan heard this, she must have been very angry, for the sound of this qi ruin opening, she had consulted Zhuge Jingyu's opinion, and the other party praised it with great interest, saying that it was meticulous and elegant, like a work of art.
Wei Yong is a loose Jindan monk, full of speculators, this time he rushed to the front, retreated the fastest, felt the huge pressure behind him and rushed to the front.
When he came to a twenty-mile place, he was still afraid.
As he was flying forward, suddenly two huge ice crystals appeared in the sky, splitting the wind and stabbing at him.
He hurriedly summoned the flywheel to stab at the two ice crystals, and the flywheel made a light arc, cutting the two ice crystals, and his heart was relieved.
But the ice crystals that had been chopped did not fall, and the wind still flew towards him.
Hurriedly sacrificed a round shield, blocking the air, the ice crystals pierced the shield, making a dingdong sound, before he could feel a little relieved, four ice crystals condensed in the air, which were bigger than the previous ones, and the wind swished towards him.
The flywheel whirled sharply, crushing the two ice crystals, but no matter how fast and loud the flywheel was, it could not stir all the ice crystals into powder, and there were always remnants of ice chips piercing the shield.
At first, it took half a day to fall, but then it almost turned into rain hitting the plantain, and the shield shimmered with an overwhelmed light.
Wei Yong was originally a loose cultivator, and the scattered cultivator was destined to be unable to compare with the immortal sect with the mountain gate in terms of magic weapons, and the color of this shield magic weapon was already poor, and after several rounds of ice attacks, it became crumbling, and countless spider web cracks cracked on the shield.
Finally, with a loud bang, the scarred shield shattered into several pieces, and the ice chips cut through the already somewhat broken armor on Wei Yong's body, down to the flesh and blood.
He howled and stepped back, just in time to meet another loose cultivator, who had just escaped from a gust of wind blade, and was also scarred and embarrassed.
He Youyi said breathlessly as he fled, "Those three Jindan monks are already dead, and they have been torn apart by the Wind Blade. ” Wei Yong's heart sank, and he sighed: "There is that bastard Chu Li in the back, and there is an unbreakable ban in front, where can we go?"
He Youzhi hurriedly said: "If you follow me, you will not die, go."
With that, he turned sharply and flew towards the thick woods on the ground.
Wei Yong's heart froze, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, why did he go down and turn his head to look at the hideous ice in front of him, he could only obediently follow the other party and fly down.
At this point, there were three monks covered in mud in the forest, and they lay quietly among the muddy water and artemisia grass, motionless, like dead things.
The blood and water fell from the sky in the raindrops, dripping on Cheng Guangtai's face, and a feeling rose in his heart, "Tianlu Gate is over."
There are two other loose cultivators who feel the same as him, and the two of them are He Youzhi and Wei Yong, who are also lurking in the barren grass.
The thirty or so monks in the vanguard were quickly shattered by the volley of wind blades and ice cubes, crackling and falling into the dense forest like dead objects, blood flowing from the corpses, and finally flowing down the small rivers to the Yuanlong River, which runs through the Heavenly Dome Mountains.
Chu Li watched the collapse of the forward camp expressionlessly, his heart moved slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind, "This magic circle is really not simple, could it be said that all four directions of Taibai Peak are surrounded by magic arrays?"
At this point, I felt a chill behind my back, "Could it be that this time I made a mistake in attacking the mountain?"
Just thinking of this, there was a deafening loud bang from the west of Taibai Peak, and a large golden net was combed from south to north, the big net was ten zhang high from the ground, but the upper edge was as high as fifty zhang, reaching the sky and the earth, and the golden light was scorching.
The huge net swept over the branches, and the lush branches were instantly cut by the golden light, and the jagged canopy became much smoother.
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The heavy rain poured down, pouring on the light net, splashing a layer of mist, and the panicked faces of the Tianlumen monks in the fog were vividly vivid.
Most of the three hundred monks flew at a height of about twenty zhang, and when they saw this situation, most of them turned around and retreated, but unexpectedly, a light net also appeared in the sky behind them, and more than a dozen monks who retreated faster could not dodge, and their bodies were penetrated by the light net without any hindrance, and fell from the air in pieces.
The rest of the monks rushed to the east and west like frightened birds, and the two nets of light became narrower and narrower, and suddenly two walls of fire suddenly ignited in the east and west, and the golden flames burned in the air, and from time to time they made a gurgling sound.
Many monks rushed to the wall of fire because of their speed, and the whole person rushed out with the flames, wailing and flying more than ten zhang away, and finally turned into a wisp of flying ash.
This scene shocked all the monks, the west road, that is, the left wing of the three hundred monks, after such a toss, the loss of a hundred people, the remaining two hundred people divided into two roads, all the way to the sky, all the way to the ground.
Taibai Peak, in the Paiyun Palace.
Zhuge Jingyu watched the raindrops in the sky fall one after another, and listened to the crackling sound of the rain falling on the floor of the hall, and his mood was extremely heavy.
Unconsciously, a drop of rain actually penetrated his protective body qi and fell on his cheek, which was almost unimaginable for Brother Jindan.
He slowly stretched out his hand and brushed the huge jade plaque in front of him, an imperceptible brilliance flashed for a moment, and disappeared again, and there was a brisk chime sound from the ground, like a large bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate.
But in Zhuge Jingyu's ears, it was extremely noisy, and he slandered the annoying chime again.
His hands hung down, letting the wind and rain wet his shirt between his sleeves.
Thirty miles southwest of Taibai Peak.
The monk who flew into the air rejoiced in his choice, "No magic circle is infinite, flying upwards will always get rid of death."
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