A decisive declaration echoed high in the sky. The sword hidden in the bag behind his back suddenly burst into flames, which were as bright as the flames. It burned away the rope of the hemp spikes and broke out of the bag!
The whirling sword light coiled into a ball of fire dragon rising from the sky to the earth, rising slowly like the clear morning sun.
The candle sky reflected the sun, and the Immortal Divine Sword burned with blazing fire, and the blood mist dispersed all around. When the light wheel was bright, the moment the divine sword entered the hand, the vast sky lit up, like a phoenix bathing in fire, or a golden crow rising in the sky.
Huo Wen and Jin Yin were as powerful as the heavenly generals who would purify the world. When Luo Chongming drank it in the air, the blood umbrella of Red Ghost and Hong Kui almost flew out of his hand.
Reflected in the empty pupils, Luo Chongming unsealed the sword for the first time. The powerful power made the world clear. As soon as the blood mist washed away, the color suddenly became shallow, like cinnabar and glass.
Seeing the threat in front of him, Chi Gui Hong Kui's eyes changed.
That leaping flame is the pure Yang righteousness rumored to be. And this power is what their clan has always tabooed!
Suddenly, a strong smell of blood, like wine, flowed out from his side.
The peaks of eyebrows gathered together in Chongming. He was holding the sword of the extreme sun soaring into the sky, but unexpectedly, the person in front of him seemed to be ignoring him, and still used the bloody yin energy that he had completely suppressed to confront him.
The dark red blood flowed down like thick plasma along the shadow under the red umbrella, forming a strange dark river like a stream in mid-air.
Slowly, behind the red ghost Hong Kui, a red teardrop rose up.
Changing from his previous secretive state, his hair surged up in an instant and spread wildly on the back of his head, like a blooming black crown, silently stirring up wisps of blood mist, twisting between the hair strands like a foraging power. supply.
Two completely different forces of pressure suddenly exploded high in the sky, fighting against each other.
"Since you are determined to take it easy, then..." Luo Chongming opened a streak of flames, and the clear fire color cut open the boundary behind him, "There will be no regrets in this battle, and everyone will settle down with their destiny."
The lingering blood mist was gradually attracted to the side of Red Ghost and Hong Kui. I saw him soaked in the blood mist, misty and still emitting billowing evil aura, and seemed to have the same idea.
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Wolf smoke, everywhere.
This was the most intuitive and shocking feeling when Dongfang Shiming and others rushed to the Qingyuan boundary.
In addition to the blinding blood mist, the car drove hard, and everything it passed was filled with smoke. Broken halberds and spilled blood were scattered beside the withered grass, making people tremble and shocked.
They took the original shortcut, but they didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as they entered Qingyuan Horse Market.
There was a strong, choking smell floating in the air. Maybe it's the rusty smell that heats up due to friction here and cools down; maybe it's because there's too much blood on the edge of the grass and it lingers.
When they arrived, the long and narrow road was as quiet as a dead city. There was no sound of human voices or war, and even the noisiest neighing of horses in the past was gone.
Only the dried blood on the mud walls and the scattered and broken weapons and even bricks on the ground told them, outsiders, about the tragedy buried under silence here.
The sight of carriages and horses passing by outside the window quickly left everything behind.
However, such deep sorrow made Fu Yunge and others feel sincere indignation.
There is no doubt... There is no doubt that they can only do this - Jiuche Xiaoying!
The Fuyun singer's back joints crackled, and Dongfang Shiming sat next to him, as if there was an angry lion suppressing his side.
Why doesn't Dongfang Shiming feel sad and angry? He held the folding fan in his sleeve until it was almost bent several times, but he was Dongfang Shiming, and he kept telling himself to stay calm, no matter what time.
He suppressed his emotions and thought along the way.
Obviously, their plan was preempted by Jiuche Xiaoying. They want to find existing organizational sects first, and Jiuche Xiaoying will destroy these forces first. Their intentions are not unscrupulous.
Now that Jinji Fengjian has been targeted... I am afraid that the three religions in the distance will not be spared either.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Shiming frowned.
Now that the situation has evolved to a new level, what they should do now... is to go to the Heart Lake Canyon to see if the seven factions still have any remaining strength, and then make next plans based on the situation.
At present, the war in Ma Market has been suspended. I only hope that the Seven Factions can still hold on. Also, the people who had never seen the horse market along the road were most likely to be among the seven factions if they had not been killed by Jiuche Xiaoying.
After straightening out his thoughts, Dongfang Shiming asked the driver to speed up. Several carriages suddenly accelerated, rolling up blood-stained smoke and dust on the ground, and bumped quickly towards the direction of Xinhu Canyon.
At this moment, outside the Heart Lake Canyon.
The Longji Mountain Gate is like the outermost barrier, blocking the two worlds inside and outside the canyon. The totems on the Dragon Halberd Cliff are in pieces, and it looks quite tragic, but the dragon is still standing tall and strong, staring with its mouth open and its sharp claws stretched out, blocking all enemies.
The blood mist spread far and wide into the depths of the canyon.
Outside the canyon, Jiuche Xiaoying's tents and flags are dotted here and there, forming a siege to the pocket-shaped mouth of the canyon.
In the current situation, as long as the people in the canyon want to break out, Jiuche Xiaoying can immediately form a trap and force them back again. And if Jiuche Xiaoying wants to attack, Gu Nei's final defense will not let them succeed easily.
This is a dilemma that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The elites from the depths of the Blackwater Sky Barrier know best how to defeat the enemy in such a situation. They take the initiative, and as long as they wait for work and break through point by point, this narrow canyon will be theirs sooner or later.
In addition to the formation they are best at, they also have ways to overcome this formation.
If it weren't for the coach's obedient orders and refusal to issue instructions to kill them all, they could have captured this coveted prey beautifully in a shorter time.
After all, if you continue to delay blindly, even an idiot knows that unfavorable variables may quietly brew.
Now, such a change has arrived openly and openly in a carriage.
The sound of wheels coming from far away spread out two streaks of yellow smoke. Horse hooves kicked, trampling through the withered yellow weeds, and flew all the way towards the canyon surrounded by mountains!
Dongfang Shiming grabbed the inner wall of the car and stretched his head out to take a look. The strong wind ruffled his hair, and his hair and the jade pendant tied at the ends of his hair flapped against the car board, but his eyes were never disturbed.
Fu Yunge leaned against the window on the other side and observed. As the road became increasingly rough, the car became more bumpy and unstable. The two of them held the car seat with one hand and tightened the window sill with the other, not being disturbed by the ups and downs of the road conditions at all.
"Over there...there is indeed someone here." Suddenly, Dongfang Shiming said in a determined tone.
