"Borrow the head!"
A roar that spanned eternity and echoed across the vast battlefield made people excited to fight and their hearts surging.
Even if the monks of that time did not belong to that era, they all had the urge to fight in the sky and felt their blood boiling.
Under the bloody sunset, the big bow pulled its strings on its own, like a full moon, with full force.
Opposite it, the Dao picture had completely lost its original appearance, and looked more like a bloody monster, indescribable.
It seems to have lost its mind and is filled with the aura of violence and killing, but anyone can feel that facing this big bow, it actually shows a bit of fear.
"I won't accept being reduced to a hostage!"
The weak fluctuations of spiritual thoughts spread, and everyone's eyes seemed to look through the long river of time to the most ancient period of time.
There, in the same battlefield, two Gedai masters were fighting to the death. One of them held his bow like the moon and shot into the sky, forcing the other to retreat continuously, and then directly cut off his head and turned him into a proton.
The headless corpse fell down, and the blood formed a river, but it was soon buried by the yellow sand. Endless years passed, and only a drop of blood essence was left of the original supreme master. It had already decayed, and only the obsession of the past remained. Reappear in the world.
"good!"
In the battlefield, there were loud and exciting roars. Even if it spanned an incalculable amount of time, one could still be deeply affected by this battle. Even if it was obsession, the same hatred was shared by the enemy.
Many monks were moved. What kind of tragic battle happened eons ago? Even the owner of two drops of blood essence died!
"call"
At this moment, a vision occurred, and blood rained down from the sky and the earth. It was not transformed by Tao, but real liquid, dripping on the face, sticky and slippery.
The dark wind roared like a ghost, and the battlefield surged with wind and clouds, creating a tragic atmosphere.
This scene once again made everyone change their minds. A battle could cause frequent visions of the world and the existence of entities. This was completely beyond their imagination.
Ye Nan stretched out her hand and caught a drop of blood. Her beautiful eyes flashed with fairy light, and she realized that this was really the blood of some kind of creature, and her heart couldn't help but stir.
"boom!"
At this moment, from the end of the world, a majestic holy power swept over.
An old man wearing a gray robe appeared with a shocked expression. When he saw the battlefield in the distance, his eyes widened.
"It's the saint from the Yuhua Dynasty, he's here to save us!"
"Great, saved!"
Some monks seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw all of a sudden, and even their voices were filled with tears.
Ye Nan also guessed the identity of the person who came. Such a mighty holy power was actually a saint coming here in person!
She remained unmoved and walked with brilliance. If this saint made a move against her, even if he escaped deep into the battlefield, he would not fall into the hands of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.
However, the saint did not seem to notice her. The old man quickly swept across the battlefield with his spiritual thoughts. When they saw the big bow and the monster confronting each other in the air, everyone could clearly feel his breathing. There was a slight pause.
"boom!"
In the next moment, the saint took action. One of his hands suddenly became as brilliant as the blazing sun, and the holy power spread. Then all the light faded away, and the hand slowly moved downwards, as if it was drawing a stroke. After leaving the traces of Taoism, his breath was horrifying.
This was the first time for many monks to see the saint's methods. They couldn't help but feel surprised and happy. They were surprised by the saint's power and were happy that they might be saved.
Ye Nan's eyes were solemn and her spirit became more and more tense. The more powerful the saint was, the more disadvantageous it would be to her. She secretly made all possible preparations.
"Bo!"
I saw the old man's hand slowly pressing down, and then seemed to encounter some obstacle. His five fingers glowed, and the unimaginably complicated Tao flashed past. The invisible obstacles shattered in response, and there seemed to be countless obstacles in the void. Snowflakes are flying, which is the law that constructs this field.
Seeing this, many monks took a breath of cold air and raised their hands to destroy the field that trapped them all. This is the power of the saint!
At the same time, they felt as if a hole had been opened in this place, and fresh air rushed in instead of the original strong smell of blood.
"Wow"
At this moment, the old man's palms glowed, and then a five-color altar appeared. He raised his hand and threw it. The five-color altar instantly enlarged, enough to accommodate hundreds of people standing on it at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the old man was heard shouting eagerly: "You will come to this altar as soon as possible!"
When Ye Nan heard this, her heart moved. This saint actually planned to send away all the monks who had entered the Pure Land first, putting everyone's safety first.
Many monks did not hesitate. They had no doubts about the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and the anxious look on the old man's face did not look like he was pretending. There should be no deceit.
They quickly flew up, landed on the colorless altar, and disappeared into a beam of light.
"You kids, why are you dawdling around? The old man can still harm you, so hurry up!"
At this moment, when the old man saw that quite a few monks were still hesitant, he couldn't help blowing his beard and glaring, and hurriedly urged them.
"drive!"
Upon seeing this, Long Ying looked back at the entire battlefield, his eyes were like fire, and then he jumped onto the five-color altar without looking back.
The monk surnamed Yu followed closely, then the fortune teller, the monk surnamed Yu and others.
Seeing this, the remaining monks no longer delayed, quickly flew to the top of the five-color altar, and left this place of right and wrong.
Ye Nan thought for a moment and then flew up to the altar.
Because just now, she clearly felt that the old man's eyes stayed on her for a moment. As a member of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty and a saint, she must be able to identify her identity through that bronze mask.
However, the old man did not show any expression, and did not even reveal his murderous intention. Instead, he acted as if he had not seen it and continued to urge the other monks.
Another more important reason is that Ye Nan faintly noticed through the old man's eyebrows that he was somewhat similar to Yu Lin.
"It's really more troublesome than the other."
Just when the last few monks were about to leave, the old man sighed slightly, his eyes showing sadness, and in the next second, his eyes flashed, and his whole aura suddenly increased more than a hundred times.
"Your era is over, return to chaos, rest in peace!"
The old man roared, and put his palms together. In an instant, a majestic pressure burst out, forming ripples visible to the naked eye in the void, and the entire field shattered.
The next moment, he used his mysterious method to cover himself in a green light. At this time, a third round of the sun appeared in the sky, but its brilliance far exceeded the previous two rounds of red sun. A dazzling green light.
"well"
At this moment, a soft sigh came from the big bow.
The first city has come to an end, and I have become stronger again. I can start the main plot of this volume, because the enemies in the future are a bit awesome, and I can’t defeat them even if they are not strong. Haha, I will finish the outline of the entire volume at noon!
