In an instant, the whole world turned into black and white.
It was not a real change in the color of the sky and the earth, but tens of thousands of flashing rays of light piercing the sky and falling from the sky, like countless huge steel needles, penetrating the entire world!
The arcs, spiritual flames, fire clouds and radiant runes stirred up by the Lieyang Ancestor were originally shining and dazzling enough to make people unable to look directly at them, but under the contrast of these tens of thousands of fast flashing rays, Down, but everything was eclipsed, as if all the light had been sucked away, and it became dim!
The eyes of all the ancient saint monks, including Mr.
Fang, were swallowed up by the ocean of light composed of tens of thousands of beams of light.
They only saw that these beams of light easily stabbed the Red Flame Demon God with holes, and then plunged into the "Blaze-Blood-Dazzling Sun Formation" without any hindrance.
The hundreds of ancient runes that formed the formation were Everything is as fragile as a thin piece of ice, bursting into pieces at the touch of a touch!
As soon as they saw this, their eyes turned white and they couldn't see anything.
However, the brightness of the beam far exceeded the limit that their retinas could bear, causing hundreds of thousands of ancient holy monks to become blind for a while.
Before Mr.
Fang could react, he was pulled over by his father.
Regardless of their noble status, the two of them knelt on the ground on one knee, a head shorter than the others.
"Qingyun sect members, please be careful!"
Leader Fang Da roared wildly and raised all the flying swords in the sword box, and the psychic shield was agitated to the limit.
Mr.
Fang, on the other hand, was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He could not perform any of the "Willow Leaf Sword Technique" and the "Green Lotus Sword Technique".
He could only hold his head and tremble.
I heard a storm like "Ding Ding Dang", as if countless meteors were hit hard on their spiritual shields.
The explosion made him dizzy, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but have the urge to vomit blood.
However, just vomiting blood was considered good.
Mr.
Fang only heard screams and wailing from all directions.
There were sounds of broken muscles and broken magic weapons everywhere, and there was also a faint smell of burnt skin and rotten flesh.
The heat went straight into his nose, which was really disgusting.
"bite!"
Something floated down in front of him.
Mr.
Fang poured his spiritual energy into his eyes, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and finally recovered three-thirds of his blurry vision.
He sucked the thing into his palms, and when he brought it up to his eyes, he saw that it was a twisted sword.
Judging from the shape of the blade and the remaining runes, it was the "Green Lotus Cloud-piercing Sword" that my father had been practicing for more than ten years.
"this" The sword carried by the majestic leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect had just been offered to the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into this?
Young Master Fang was dumbfounded and in a state of disbelief.
He didn't dare to look up or even think about how tragic the situation was in the sky.
"Crack!"
Another thing fell to the ground and fell right next to him, but it splashed some sticky and hot liquid on his face.
Mr.
Fang touched it casually and found that it turned out to be... half a burnt arm.
"Wow!"
Mr.
Fang couldn't bear it any longer.
He held his stomach and vomited.
The terrifying world of black and white came and went quickly.
Master Fang and others felt as if a whole year had passed.
In fact, in just two or three seconds, all the destructive light beams disappeared.
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But it took more than half a minute for their vision to gradually recover, and they could gradually see the surroundings clearly... the situation had changed, and the world was completely different.
Mr.
Fang's first feeling was, had there been a massive earthquake just now that would have shaken everyone to a pulp and their souls were gone?
Originally, they were all Taoist masters with immortal winds, real men with feather fans and turbans, heroes with strong backs and waists, and warriors with helmets and armor.
Now they are all disheveled, their armors are broken, their spiritual flames are dim, and only a few magic weapons are left.
They were all like frightened hens, burrowing into their master's arms.
Many people had blood stains on their faces and bodies, whether it was their own or someone else's, and they all looked similar to the walking dead.
Their faces were all numb, and they were all frozen in "horrified" expressions.
For a moment, I couldn't even utter a word.
And in mid-air, which is designated as a "no-fly zone"...
When Mr.
Fang finally summoned up the courage to raise his eyes inch by inch with difficulty, he could not help but be frightened by the tragic scene in the sky, which made his heart tremble.
Let’s not mention the red flame demon spells that are riddled with holes and dissatisfaction with the transparent holes that look like a hornet’s nest; let’s not talk about the runes that are vulnerable, fragmented, and gradually disappear with the wind; let’s just say that the “flame transformation” The Chiyang Sect monks of the "Blood Dazzling Sun Formation" and the hundreds of monks from other sects who relied on the power of the formation and did not take the Star Glory Federation seriously and flew into the sky to show off their power.
Either it is riddled with holes like the Red Flame Demon God, bleeding profusely, and there are more than seventy or eighty transparent holes on the head; or there is a basin-sized hole between the chest and abdomen, and all the internal organs are missing.
And fly; even worse, only lumps of flesh and blood are left.
The mushy pieces of meat were attracted by a strange force and trembled in mid-air; some even disappeared completely into ashes.
The only traces that could prove their existence were a few melted flying swords or armor fragments.
There is still smoke curling up in the air!
Until this moment, many ancient saint monks who died unexpectedly still had the initial sarcasm and ridicule on their faces, but there was no soul in their incomplete limbs, which could change their views on the Starry Federation.
"Crack crack!"
Nearly a thousand corpses fell down one after another, like a bloody storm, hitting the heroes in the valley head-on.
Five more psychic airships were also completely destroyed, and their wreckage crashed heavily around the mountain gate of Chiyang Gate, raising dust dozens of feet high and spreading in all directions. "..."
Everyone was haunted by this nightmarish picture.
But in the sky above the "no-fly zone", something is still rising slowly.
Mr.
Fang looked closely and realized that they were the hundreds of young assassins from the six major sects who had just assassinated Patriarch Lieyang, as well as the "Hengtian King" Zhao Changlie who had been captured alive by him earlier and humiliated in public!
Since he is the "head of the Four Young Masters of Fuliu Province", he is naturally not a person with well-developed limbs and simple mind.
Young Master Fang has always been in the Qingyun Sword Sect and is known for his quick mind.
At this moment, his mind was spinning, and for some reason, a thought flashed across his mind. idea.
The voice in the clouds, the mysterious monk who calls himself "Li Yao", may not be as frivolous and innocent as his voice.
He deliberately messed around with Patriarch Lieyang just to relax Patriarch Lieyang's vigilance and provoke Patriarch Lieyang's anger.
In the end, Patriarch Lieyang put all his attention on him, but relaxed his attitude towards these "hostages". mastery.
What is the "no-fly zone"?
Killing people to establish authority is secondary, rescuing these hostages is the most important thing!
Sure enough, Mr.
Fang could think of it, and Patriarch Lieyang could even think of it.
At the same time that these thoughts came to his mind, there was a shocking shout from the altar in front of him, and Patriarch Lieyang was entangled in seven or eight lines of magma.
With the backdrop of the crowd, he stood up from the ground and rushed toward the many hostages!
With his "half-step to becoming a god" cultivation level, it was easy to kill these hostages who were suppressed by the ban and were worse than ordinary people.
Unexpectedly, the moment he took off into the air, all the hostages seemed to be pulled hard by invisible ropes, and the speed of their ascent suddenly increased by a step.
At the same time, dozens of thunderbolts sounded in the sky, and dozens of giant flying swords with dazzling flames spewing out from behind mysteriously appeared, stabbing at Patriarch Lieyang from all angles.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
As soon as these strange flying swords touched the spiritual flames of Ancestor Lieyang, they suddenly exploded and turned into small radiant suns.
Even though Ancestor Lieyang was in the invincible state of becoming a god in half a step, he was also beaten by several Ten little suns suddenly fell from mid-air to the mountain gate of his house, smashing the huge mountain gate into a mess, and even the surrounding pavilions and pavilions were damaged.
Coupled with the damage caused by the previous five psychic flying boats crashing down, half of the "Red Sun Gate" was gone.
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"Fellow Taoist Lieyang, you must be extremely regretful at this moment.
Why didn't you just listen to the advice and surrender obediently?
But regretting is useless."
Until this moment, everyone still couldn't see the true face of the mysterious enemy.
They could only hear the faint voice coming from the clouds, "There is only one way to barely save your life, and that is to take control of the one who controls you."
"Hand over the Yun Qin Jinren intact.
If that's the case, I will only destroy your cultivation, and the period of hard labor will not exceed a hundred years.
How about that?"
"Ah!
Ah!
Ah!"
The most powerful man in the ancient holy world, who had been cultivating underground for hundreds of years before breaking out.
How could Patriarch Lieyang, who had mastered the huge inheritance of the "Holy Fire Dynasty" and the powerful Yunqin Jinren, do it in front of hundreds of thousands of cultivators and To endure such humiliation in front of his disciples and disciples?
Amid a maddening roar, more than a dozen angry magma dragons rushed out from around him.
Between the intertwined dragons was a crimson giant weapon more than thirty meters tall that seemed to be condensed from magma. !
Although this giant divine weapon only has one right arm left, and its whole body is covered with cracks and mottled damage, under the explosion of the spirit of Patriarch Lieyang, it still stirred up an aura like a boundless sea of fire, making the entire valley ablaze.
Shrouded in a red light.
"This, this is the legendary Yun Qin Jinren!"
"Then, no matter how powerful the mysterious monk who calls himself 'Master Lingjiu' is, he can't be more powerful than Yun Qin Jinren, right?"
"This is a great treasure that can rule the world!"
Many ancient saint monks who were still in shock, seeing the power of Yunqin Jinren, once again had a little confidence in Ancestor Lieyang.
But this time, even the most devout members of the Raging Flame Army and Chiyang Clan are not so firm in their confidence.
"After all, you are still afraid of my ancestor's power as a golden man."
Ancestor Lieyang's eyes were red, as if he were a desperate gambler, "Then let's try the power of 'Thunderbolt Fire'!"
"call out!"
The giant divine soldier turned into a red smoke column, soared into the sky, and crashed into the undulating clouds, outside the sky!