Chapter 771 Ouyang Shenxu’s ferocity

Style: Fantasy Author: ShanhaiwangyuWords: 3593Update Time: 24/01/13 00:11:22
Hundreds of miles away, in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, two figures are hidden in the sea of ​​clouds. Their timing is the same as that of the surrounding sea of ​​clouds, subtle and undetectable, almost in the same state. They are Kuidao and Zhongqiu from Xianqin.

Shi Wan'er and his party went to the Da Luo Heaven Territory not only for the people in the southern corner, but also because the Da Luo Heaven Territory is vast, has tens of thousands of endowments, and is rich in resources. Compared with the chaotic land, the tiny land is worlds apart. Luo Tianyu has a heaven-level spiritual vein, which is enough to make it difficult for many heavenly regions to reach.

"Two pavilion elders~! Please come quickly, the Daluo Dynasty has the Four Elephant Saints who are in charge of Daluo City~!"

"National Master~!"

Kuidao and Zhongqiu looked at each other with understanding expressions.

The person they were talking about was none other than the National Master Qingxuan. Just a moment ago, a sound jade plate sounded on the two of them, and a clear and beautiful voice sounded.

"Let's go~!"

Without further ado, the two of them disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds for almost an instant without any thought.

However, at this time, outside the city of Daluo, terror was fighting fiercely against me. There were many strange phenomena in the sky, the world was torn apart, and the turbulent flow of the void was tearing apart the southern border of the Daluo Heavenly Territory. The land of fallen souls in the southern border was visible to the naked eye. It was decomposing .

Chiku's fighting power is boundless, and he can fight against Xiehuang Xieqian. The three of them are all Cave Heaven Saints. With a raise of their hands and feet, the world explodes, the nebula reverses, and the galaxy collapses.

On the other side, Ouyang Zonglan also had unparalleled fighting power. Under the Great Luo Jue, the Nine Heavens Xuansha fell from the sky, like a divine punishment from the sky. As they raised their hands, the sky was filled with black thunder and thunder, and the two people in Quebec were frightened.

Different from the power of ordinary thunder, the damage caused by Black Evil Thunder to the body is much more powerful than the damage to the soul. You must know that the power of the soul is the most difficult to cultivate among monks.

Once the soul power of the Holy Dao is damaged, the damage to the Dao foundation will be devastating.

The power of the soul is the same as the state of mind. Once it is damaged, the state of the mind will fall, and it will be difficult for all living beings to take a step forward. Furthermore, it is the disappearance of the path of life and death.

The mystery of Da Luo Jue is that it is not only a supreme holy scripture, but its spells are even more terrifying in terms of damage to the power of the soul.

Therefore, once Ouyang Zonglan's Da Luo Jue is used, the most terrifying thing is that the Nine Heavens are startled to fall, and the mysterious thunder is walking all over the sky. If you are not careful, you will be hit by it. Therefore, the two Quebecers are very embarrassed and do not dare to fight easily. of confrontation.

"The corpse comes out of the ancient times~!"

Quebec was forced back dozens of miles, and his robe was burnt and pierced in many places. Under his robe, his skin was scorched in many places, and there was a faint smoke.

Quebec's face was gloomy, and the entire void was trembling. It seemed that he couldn't bear the pressure and started to tremble.

"Han Ba's true form...! Yan Yang is destroyed!"

Quebec's face was solemn. In an instant, a vast burst of cracking flames appeared in the sky, and a majestic heat continued to spread in the air. Visible to the naked eye, outside Daluo City, low-lying blood pools were slowly being evaporated, and the surface of the earth was It dried up and then cracked, and the water in the earth was losing at an incredible speed.

"The bloodline of the Corpse Clan, are the four great Corpse Ancestors the real ones? I have killed one or two of them before. Quebec, don't let me down!"

Ouyang Zonglan, who had always been serious about his words, rarely responded with jokes and sarcasm, but in his eyes he was extremely serious.

"Really~! Both Tailong and Qin Wuji were killed by me. They were indeed a little weaker, especially the one named Tailong. I thought that the command of the huge Daluo Dynasty would at least not be too weak. Unexpectedly, He has not even reached the level of the Holy Lord in the world of mortals. A false saint cannot even withstand the pressure of the Holy Way in my hands."

Quebec said with ridicule in his words.

In fact, he respected a false saint commander very much. Although his cultivation could only be regarded as a false saint, he was indeed very suitable as a commander. The figure who would rather die than surrender that day appeared in his mind.

That day, the Corpse Clan's army charged forward in a mighty manner. The army broke through the barriers of the Daluo Heaven Territory and pushed all the way to the Land of Lost Souls. Except for Daluo City, it was almost reduced to scorched earth ruins under the iron hoof of the Corpse Clan.

However, among the mighty army of the Corpse Clan, it was the false saint who slowed down the footsteps of the Corpse Clan. He was not afraid of death and took the lead. One person took the lead in charging forward, so that the army was defeated and fled in defeat. The great army lost the will to fight. The Luo army regained their confidence and fought a bloody battle with the corpse tribe. Although they finally won with a supreme victory, the price they paid was not small.

The seven emperor-level warriors of the Corpse Clan were lost in his hands in the Daluo battlefield. The Corpse Clan sent out a Red Dust Saint, but could not easily capture it. In the end, he took action to block its retreat, and then killed it, too. Therefore, another holy saint of conscience in the land of fallen souls in southern Xinjiang took action, causing a lot of trouble for the corpse clan. He finally killed the red dust saint called Wuji Holy Lord, whose name was "Qin Wuji", the master of this holy land. .

It is precisely because of this that Daluo Tianyu paid a heavy price for several saints, so Daluo City had time to prepare and activate Daluo City's defensive killing formation and defensive formation.

As a result, the Blood Clan and its Corpse Clan army stalled in their march north into the Great Luo Heaven Territory. The two sides faced off for three consecutive years. The Corpse Clan and the Vampire Clan tried their best, but they never crossed this great city that had experienced tens of thousands of years.

"Quebec~! Marshal Tailong, Qin Wuji's three bloody shame~!"

"Nine Netherworld Xuansha, turned into divine thunder, Hanging Sky Seal~!"

Ouyang Zonglan's face was shrouded in evil aura, and he was surrounded by endless divine power. The sky was filled with clouds and tornadoes, and thunder and lightning were moving horizontally across the sky. Ouyang Zonglan pointed at the sky, and in the void, endless thunder roared, and the thunder curtain flashed across the sky, and then a big seal appeared. The prototype is suspended in the void.

Visible to the naked eye, the sound of thunder swayed the sky, and the three-story spiritual pagoda suspended on its chest was filled with the power of the holy way, emitting endless aura and rising towards the great seal. Immediately after Hei Sha was suspended in the air, the temperature in the space instantly dropped by countless amounts. Ouyang Zonglan transformed into a demon god, with thunder spreading in his hands, and even more thunder emanating from his eyes, making his whole person look majestic.

The momentum is surging, the pressure is overwhelming, and the laws of the holy way are falling, constantly dispersing everything. ""

"Elder Beike, the power of thunder has great restraint on both our corpse clan and blood clan. Ouyang Zonglan's momentum is at its peak this time. We cannot let it condense. Otherwise, the momentum of our corpse clan and blood clan army will be destroyed. A sexual blow.”

Beside Buick, a corpse clan elder choked with saliva, and then spoke solemnly.

"The Corpse Clan's army of Blood Clan monks obeyed the order. Daluo City has been stationed for three years and blocked our Blood Clan Corpse Clan's army for three years. This is a shame. You sons and daughters, Daluo City's defense array and killing array are activated and rotating. It requires an extremely terrifying amount of spiritual power, and for three years, it consumes an unknown amount of spiritual power."

It has been accumulated for a long time. Now, the eight of us are moving together and the army is marching north. We will do our best to help you all overcome Tianqiang. After Tianqiang, there will be endless delicious blood, the powerful bloodline of the ancient clan, and powerful monks. As long as there are The city of Daluo was destroyed, and it was all your fault.

Your cultivation will rise to infinite heights in an instant, becoming an emperor and becoming a saint is just around the corner, and becoming a supreme minister is just a snap of the finger. Do you want it, dare you, or are you afraid?

The huge Drought Demon's real body in Kuibeike is standing above the sky and the earth, and its aura is the same for a moment. The vast aura is mixed with the terrifying power of the holy soul, reaching the high sky, stirring in the sky, and lasting.

Behind Quebec, the sky and the ground were covered with darkness, like locusts pressing down on the land. Suddenly, a blood phoenix neighed in the sky, and then said: "Young men of the blood clan, this blood phoenix will be taken down with me." Daluo City."

A blood cloud rolled over the blood warriors. This was due to the condensed blood evil energy of the blood clan, which affected the sky. In an instant, the blood cloud became even worse, and the blood clan army was extremely excited.

There was blood and ferocity in the depths of each eye.

"Kill~!"

Without saying much, the Xue Mei figures walked through the air one after another, and the evil figures fell into the void.

Moved by the wind, almost at the same time, the vampire army squeezed towards the sky wall with endless blood evil force.

On the other side, the corpse clan army can be seen in the sky and on the ground, and the vast corpse sand is soaring into the sky, like a silver giant sword thrust into the sky wall. In Daluo City: "Under the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Spring Returns floating in the sky, twenty-seven powerful members of the Imperial Way of the Gu clan were sitting cross-legged and hanging in the void, their faces pale. They had just activated the Great Formation of Eternal Clouds and Smoke, and their spiritual power had been strengthened by the Cave Heaven Realm. The person was extracted, so that at this time twenty-seven was very weak."

"Everyone~! The situation is critical and I need to take charge of the home court. The young master would like to apologize and thank you for your help. You all have a good time and adjust your breath. The young master will go!"

Ouyang Shaozong was wearing a golden battle armor and was extremely powerful. He bowed and saluted the seven people in the Eternal Yunyan Formation.

"Marshal of the Young Sect~! The situation in Daluo is grim. With the four Red Dust Saints and the armies of the Corpse and Blood Tribes, the Ten Thousand Spring Return Array will consume a lot of energy and cannot be lost. Everything must rely on the Marshal of the Young Sect."

In the eternal cloud formation, under a black robe, a vicissitudes of voice came out. It was Chi Hun, one of the twenty-seven emperors. He was at the peak of the late imperial realm and was very powerful.

Ouyang Shaozong's figure instantly appeared above the stretching military tent in Daluo City. His eyes were cold and he looked down at the military tent without any emotion.

At this time, in thousands of military tents, one after another figures stared at the figures in the void.

"Shen'er has met Uncle Wang~!"

Ouyang Shenxu bowed and saluted, his face was serious, his eyes flickered slightly, what was he thinking?

There was no response to Shen Xu. Ouyang Shaozong looked solemn. Then he stepped out and walked around Ouyang Shenxu. He looked at the thousands of military tents and said solemnly: "Everyone, I, Ouyang Shaozong, am sorry that I need you to go to the battlefield so soon." , but there is nothing we can do. There are endless human races behind us. Even if there is a sea of ​​fire and sword mountains in front of us, we have to step forward.

In this battle, you may die on the battlefield. If you can get off or come down from the battlefield, I, Ouyang Shaozong, will definitely drink three hundred cups with you~!



The war is tense, and I must look at the overall situation. I wish you all a safe return!

Say it! Ouyang Shaozong stood high in the sky and bowed to everyone. Then he slowly stood up and took a solemn look at everyone, then walked towards Ouyang Shenxu behind him. The moment he missed Ouyang Shenxu, his figure stopped and then lowered his head. The voice said: "Shen Xu, for the sake of His Highness, I turn a blind eye to some things. However, I warn you, don't think that I don't know about your little actions."

"You are so courageous. You actually used my name to fight against the monks in the southern corner. How could the dean of Cangyun College die? Those monks in the Sifang Territory~! Remember, when this battle is over, I The king will personally settle the matter."

Say it, Ouyang Shaozong didn't even look back, and his figure disappeared into the sky.

"Your Highness~! Are you okay?"

Behind Ouyang Shenxu, two emperor-level warriors in silver armor looked at Ouyang Shenxu who was still hunched over in front of him and kept saluting. They found that something was wrong with his appearance and couldn't help but worry.

The two of them seemed to understand something. Just now, Ouyang Shaozong paused next to his eldest son, but he never said a word to him.

"Haha~! It's okay~~!"

Ouyang Shenxu's figure was seen slowly rising upright, but it was vaguely visible that sweat was dripping on his robe, and the sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down the sides of his cheeks to his neck.

"His Royal Highness~!"

"Didn't you hear me say it's okay?"

Ouyang Shenxu spoke in a low voice, his face was pale, and there was a bit of coldness and ferocity on his cheeks.

"Haha~~! It's interesting. I am a side bloodline, but I didn't expect it to be so important. First, His Royal Highness, the future monarch of the dynasty, and then the prince and marshal of the dynasty. I seem to be quite popular!"

Then his eyes moved down and looked at several military tents. His eyes fell on the military flag of Star Soul Palace, the military flag of Cangyun College, the military flag of Qingyun College, and the military flag of Luoxia Valley.

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "According to the order of the marshal, the eight counties in the south corner are all controlled by this prince. The situation is critical. Qingyun College, Cangyun College, Luoxia Valley, and Xinghun Palace in Nanjiao County will obey the order. You are going to use all your strength to stop the zombie army charging from the south, and you must renew its vigor~!"