"Hehe...hehe...! I am becoming more and more interested in the two of you from Xianqin. Now that you are here, there is no need for you to leave in a hurry."
As he spoke, a cold and biting sneer sounded. Following his laughter, the void across thousands of miles seemed to spread out rhythmically with his laughter, and strong pressure surged from the depths of the sea of clouds.
In the sea of clouds in the sky, wild clouds rolled, and seas of clouds stirred. In the sea of clouds, terrifying pressure covered the entire battlefield, the void was trembling, and the entire area was trembling.
However, for a moment, silver light radiated from the depths of the rolling sea of clouds. Then, the sea of clouds rolled, spreading layer by layer towards the periphery. A black shadow covered thousands of miles. Suddenly, the corners of five peaks were revealed from the sea of clouds.
Five silver sky pillars emerge from the sea of rolling clouds.
"This is... this is the Dharma Statue of Heaven and Earth~! It is the true form of the Dharma Statue of the Holy Power. It is so solid and oppressive, as if the will of God has descended. It is truly supremely powerful~!"
"Yes! In comparison, our Imperial Realm cultivation, which we are so proud of, cannot even break free from the pressure."
In a pool of blood, on a mound, two figures tried their best to hold up their defenses, and the terrifying power of the emperor's way protected themselves. However, even if they opened up the power of the emperor's way, under such holy power, the two of them seemed to be paying homage to the king, but they failed. Seeing that the two of them were extremely depressed, their bodies were unnaturally slightly bent.
You must know that the emperor-level monks are the ones who have survived the three-day tribulation. It is the will of God to survive the thunder and thunder of the heavenly tribulation. However, with just coercion, the emperor-level warriors actually have the urge to prostrate themselves in submission.
This is one of the differences between the Holy Lord and the Emperor. Although the Emperor entered the palace and passed the test of heavenly tribulation, his experience was only six elementary thunder tribulations, while the Holy Lord's three or six heavenly tribulations were nine thunder tribulations, not to mention the The most powerful person whose cultivation far exceeds that of the mortal saint.
"I'm afraid it's a peerless powerful person above the Dongtian Saint. If such a powerful person is dispatched, can Daluo City really stop it?"
The words of the two were choked, and the persistence in their hearts seemed to fall into endless darkness at this moment, making people despair.
"Are the Four Symbols Saints powerful? Today, I will take a look at the gap between the Dongtian Saints and the Four Symbols Saints...!"
Zhongqiu never took a step back, and the terrifying holy power unfolded, no less than the regretful scene between Quebec and Ouyang Zonglan. Compared with the shocking waves of the two.
Zhongqiu is mysterious and unpredictable, with strong winds tearing through the sky, and the light blue laws of the holy way in the void trigger the power of heaven and earth. His figure is majestic, making people wonder, and a strong wind behind him cuts through the sky, gathering a trace of the power of creation. Condensing a hurricane steel knife.
With sharp eyes, a gust of wind broke into the sky, and the fierce cutting power instantly cut through the space barrier, and even reached the clouds with one breath.
Zhongqiu was the first to take action, without holding back at all. The power of the law of wind transformed into Gangfeng. A wind blade traveled thousands of meters and cut through the sea of clouds first.
In the sea of clouds, a huge silver palm came down with negative pressure. Everyone finally saw clearly that a huge palm picked up stars and came through the clouds. It was as big as a canopy covering the sky, and the entire void turned black.
Each finger is like a towering mountain. The huge silver palm breaks through the clouds, covering the sky and the sun. The terrifying speed makes the clouds roll upward along the arm at great speed.
The huge silver palm, the palm prints are clearly visible.
"Not bad. In the late stage of Dongtian Shengzun, you are pretty good too."
However, Zhongqiu, this barrier between heaven and earth is this realm. The gap between the Dongtian Saint Realm and the Four Symbol Saints is not something you can touch temporarily. "
"Today, you two are able to protect yourself, but it is impossible for you to lead thousands of people away under the eyes of our corpse clan...!"
In the void, the voice of the mysterious strong man scorning the tyranny resounded again.
"Really? If they shed blood in the Daluo battlefield today, I will definitely tell you that your Corpse Clan will face more than just the Daluo Heavenly Territory."
"Zhongqiu felt great pressure and spoke forcefully."
"Really? It's just a mess in the sea of stars. It's just a stronger grasshopper. It's worthy of my zombie clan. You guys really overestimate your capabilities."
As he spoke, he saw a huge silver palm bending above the sky, pointing out his index finger. In an instant, the void was annihilated, a cloudburst cut through the void in an instant, and the world exploded.
The law of endless corpses flows, the nebulae in the sky turn upside down, and the river of corpses crosses the sky.
"Bang~!"
Thousands of meters of light blue wind broke through the sea of clouds with supreme power, and collided with the cloud fingers pointed out by the mysterious corpse clan strongman. Endless Gangfeng is raging, and terrifying spiritual power is constantly gathering to impact the giant palm.
However, the mysterious and powerful corpse tribe's giant fingers seemed to be eternal and immortal, standing across the sea of clouds. Even if they were torn apart by the strong wind, they could not be harmed at all.
Behind the sky wall of Daluo City, on top of the city gate of Daluo City, a middle-aged man wearing chained golden armor is solemn and solemn, as powerful as a mountain, overlooking the entire Daluo battlefield. Under his robe, his palms are bent and clenched. His face was solemn.
In front of him, the sky wall stretches across, isolating the Land of Fallen Souls from Daluo City. With the sky wall, if the formation is fully activated, the Corpse Clan will have to return in vain even if the Territory Lord comes in person. In this way, Ouyang Shaozong still has strong confidence.
"Shaozong, I, Elder Chiku, and Saint Xingheng cannot escape. The situation is critical. Release all the holy crystals in stock in Daluo City and activate the defensive formation. As many as you can activate. In addition, please Shao Gong to come out immediately. Presiding over the formation..."
"Young Sect pays homage to Elder Zong Lan~! But Elder Zong Lan, as long as the Sky Wall is there, it is impossible even if the Corpse Clan is strong... Isn't it inappropriate to alarm Elder Shao Gong!"
Ouyang Shaozong looked worried, even a little panicked.
"Young Master, in this critical time of life and death, even if you disturb Elder Shao Gong, you must wake up Elder Shao Gong immediately."
Ouyang Zonglan's voice seemed anxious and angry.
"Yes~~! Shaozong is going now."
Ouyang Shaozong responded with a slight respectful salute to the void.
"What's wrong! The marshal doesn't need to blame himself. This battle is their fate. The marshal doesn't need to blame himself."
The void moved slightly, and a figure wearing a robe with crowns and feathers, an immortal figure, who was particularly dusty, appeared on the city gate with a flash in the void.
His name is "Xingyu", and like Xingheng, he is a strong man stationed in the star track. Just now, he has been paying attention to his surroundings, and also to Ouyang Shaozong, who is standing in the sky beside him. Suddenly, his expression changes drastically, and his expression becomes pale. white.
This phenomenon made him extremely uneasy, so he showed up to ask.
Ouyang Shaozong said simply: "Qi Zhen Xing Yu Holy Venerable, that's what it is..."
"Marshal, please don't delay. Please go and ask Senior Shao Gong. The Sky Wall has been standing for tens of thousands of years. Even if the Corpse Clan has the means, it won't be broken down in a short time."
Staring at it, Xingyu couldn't help but say something as he encountered the dense bombardment of the sky wall.
You must know that although the sky wall is powerful, the cost of its operation can be calculated in terms of "interests".
The main hall of the Royal City of Daluo City stands tall and majestic, three stories high. Its architecture is simple and elegant with green bricks and green tiles, but it is filled with a strong atmosphere of the holy way.
At this moment, the main hall is guarded by a large protective formation, and the holy flower is faintly flowing.
In the void, a golden stream of light shot from a distance and instantly fell outside the palace-protecting formation.
Ouyang Shaozong looked at a floating jade plate in his hand and couldn't help but feel uneasy.
You know, the most taboo thing for monks is to be disturbed while practicing, because once you fall into a certain state of practice, you may get great opportunities. Once you are disturbed, you may miss them. Opportunities for bad people are like killing your parents.
"The ancestor's cultivation is unpredictable. At this moment, he may have entered some kind of supreme realm or enlightenment. Is it...?"
Hesitating for three seconds, Ouyang Shaozong looked firm, then he crushed the jade token, bowed and saluted, and said: "Ouyang's younger brother, Shaozong, invites you to see our ancestor. Now we are leaving with blood, and we are coming hand in hand. The city of Daluo is in danger, and Feng Zonglan is here." According to the order of the ancestors, the elders are asked to go out to defend themselves against the enemy."
"Hmph~~! Incompetent junior!"
"Why, the corpse clan and blood clan broke through the sky wall~!"
"Hmm~!"
A terrifying divine thought struck, and Ouyang Shaozong suddenly took a few steps back. His face was pale, sweating profusely, and his eyes were frightened. Just a moment ago, Ouyang Shaogong let out a displeased groan, and his terrifying divine thought suppressed Ouyang Shaozong. Zong.
"Ahem~~! Please also ask the ancestors to atone for their sins. The Eight Saints of the Corpse Clan come with their army this time. There are four Cave Heaven Saints, four Red Dust Saints, and nearly forty emperor-level experts. They are coming with ferocious force, but they are... The sky wall has not been shaken yet."
"The Eight Saints came here, and they were very generous. They told Elder Zonglan and Elder Chiku of the Gu tribe that this ancestor has realized something at this moment and it is not appropriate to leave the seclusion. Just let him preside over the defensive formation. The corpse tribe's blood tribe will consume a lot of money. It will recede in a few days."
As he spoke, Ouyang Shaogong's impatient voice disappeared, and the palace guarding formation rotated directly, blocking everything.
"But... Ancestor, Ancestor...!"
Ouyang Shaozong looked ugly, with anxiety and helplessness on his face, but he was helpless. He, the so-called Marshal of the Great Luo, was personally appointed by the emperor, and seemed to have unlimited glory. However, in front of these powerful men, he was nothing.
"It doesn't matter, the Corpse Clan and the Vampire Clan are getting stronger, but for so long, Tianqiang has not been able to stand still. At worst, in the future, we will just shamelessly beg the dynasty to allocate more Saint Crystals to make up for it."
As he spoke, Ouyang Shaozong's heart skipped a beat. He stopped praying and turned back. A golden stream of light quickly cut through the sky and rushed towards the outer city.
