After a period of time, the Yuan-destroying cannon on the war boat was finally filled, and the muzzle was pointed at the Sky Gate, ready to be fired at any time.
This Yuan-destroying giant cannon is worthy of being a gold-swallowing behemoth. Just one giant cannon requires no less than tens of millions of spiritual stones to be filled. Forty-nine war boats consume nearly 500 million spiritual stones in one strike. Among the hundreds of sects in the wilderness, except for Bai Che, only the combined forces of the sects have such strong financial resources.
In the battle boat, Liu Kou looked gloomy. After a long time, he slowly said, "Launch."
"Yes." The elders and disciples responsible for firing the cannon responded.
All that could be heard was the humming of the Yuan-destroying cannon, and a dazzling white light condensed at the muzzle. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed out, forming a vacuum area.
"Be careful and protect yourself, their attack is coming." Wen Liang ordered with a solemn expression.
The disciples of the Cangqiong Sect all nodded solemnly and stood ready.
Boom boom boom...
The next moment, the roar shook the sky, and one after another bright white light blasted towards the Cangqiong Gate.
"Buzz..."
After being bombarded, in an instant, the Black Turtle Guard Array and the Watching Moon Gate Sect Protector Array were in operation, and a thick protective shield was activated, wrapping the entire Cangqiong Gate like a piece of glass.
Bang bang bang...
There were bursts of explosions, and the entire Cangqiong Gate shook violently under the bombardment of the Yuan-Destroying Cannon, as if it had encountered a very strong earthquake.
But fortunately, the Xuangui defensive formation and the Wangyuemen sect-protecting formation are strong enough. If this situation continues, there is no problem in blocking a round of Yuan-destroying cannons. But if the combined forces of the sects start a second or even a third round of bombing , what about the Cangqiongmen?
Most of the people in the Cangqiongmen could not withstand the blow of the Yuan-Destroying Cannon. Wen Liang frowned. This Yuan-Destroying Cannon was more terrifying than imagined.
"Find a bunker, pay attention to avoidance and defense." Wen Liang gave the order before the first round of bombardment was over.
Everyone in Cangqiongmen nodded, their expressions more solemn than ever before.
"Elder Zhao, arrange the blood-clothed puppets." Wen Liang continued to speak.
This blood-clothed puppet is the foundation of the Blood Puppet Sect. Although there is no so-called Blood Puppet Sect now, it is undeniable that the predecessor of the Cangqiong Sect is the Blood Puppet Sect, and Wen Liang is also the young sect leader of the Blood Puppet Sect.
"Yes." Zhao Wu responded. His eyes moved slightly, and he knew Wen Liang's purpose. He wanted to use the blood-clothed puppet to resist the attack of the Yuan-Destroying Cannon. Although it could not completely block it, it could at least act as a buffer, thereby providing a buffer for the disciples of Cangqiong Sect. Win more lives.
But the blood-clothed puppet will also be completely destroyed.
Boom boom boom...
The bombardment continued, the Sky Gate was still shaking violently, and many buildings were crumbling, as if they were about to collapse at any time.
It lasted for a long time, and the first round of bombardment by the Yuan-destroying cannon finally stopped.
After the smoke and dust in the sky dispersed, dense cracks appeared in the protective shield covering the Cangqiong Gate. Wen Liang knew that one round of bombardment was almost the limit of this defensive formation.
This made Wen Liang's brows frown even tighter.
"Huh?" Liu Kou was a little surprised and said, "This defensive array is not completely broken? The Cangqiong Gate has arranged this defensive array very well."
"Their magic circle is at the end of its strength. At this moment, with just a slight movement, the protection can be shattered." Ying Wudi said slowly: "Let the forward disciples charge."
"Okay..." Just as Liu Kou was about to speak, someone from the "Shen Dynasty" interrupted.
"Clan Master Liu, Clan Master Ying, that 'white devil stripping clothes' is very cunning. He may have laid a trap and is waiting for the disciples of our sect's combined forces to pour in. We must be on guard against it."
"Well..." Hearing this, Liu Kou frowned slightly. It was indeed true. They had suffered a lot at the hands of the "White Devil". Liu Kou slowly said, "What Mr. Li said is true... ....That 'white devil stripping clothes' is full of tricks..."
After a pause, Liu Kou continued to speak: "In order to prevent the disciples from unnecessary sacrifices, continue to fill the Yuan Destroying Cannon, destroy the dead and destroy it completely."
"'Clothless White Devil', this is our big gift to you!"
"Yes." All the elders and disciples responded and began to fill the spirit stones.
When everyone in the Cangqiong Sect saw this scene, their faces were solemn, like dark clouds. Wen Liang, Chu Hengyu, and the senior officials of the Cangqiong Sect even frowned.
"Deputy Sect Master Wen, the blood-clothed puppet can't stop him..." Zhao Wu said.
"You must block it even if you can't!" Wen Liang said loudly: "Elders and pavilion masters, let's resist together and win the greatest chance of survival for our disciples. As long as we withstand this blow, we will have a chance to fight back!"
"Yes!" As soon as Wen Liang's words came out, Chu Hengyu, Yue Hanshu, Qiu Hai, Luo Baishan and other Cangqiong Sect elders and pavilion masters stood up one after another. They stood in a row and blocked the front of the disciples.
Of course, the first row is one blood-clothed puppet after another, controlled by Zhao Wu and a group of former Blood Puppet Sect disciples. This is a death squad, and they have long disregarded life and death.
"Haha, that's right." After hearing Wen Liang's words, Liu Kou sneered and said, "We are indeed unable to launch the third round of Yuan-destroying cannons, but the second round of Yuan-destroying cannons can be resisted by your flesh and blood. Stop? Don't be naive, you guys can't stop me, let the 'white devil stripping clothes' come out and die!"
The people at Cangqiong Gate were silent, just staring coldly at the Yuan-destroying cannon that was emitting white light.
Boom boom boom...
The next moment, streaks of bright white light struck again.
Click click click......
The destructive power shattered the protective shield in an instant, and then, the boundless power moved towards the center of the Sky Gate.
Only the stumps of the two jujube trees at the mountain gate are left.
"Go!" Zhao Wu shouted. He activated his "Blood Puppet Body" and was covered in blood. He was the first to rush forward. He had already planned to sacrifice himself to win life for his disciples.
The members of the death squad nodded and controlled the blood-clothed puppets to rush forward to resist.
Each of the blood-clothed puppets seemed to come to life, swinging the black knife in their hands and slashing at the bright white lights.
Bang...bang...bang...
The black knives in the hands of the blood-clothed puppets broke off one by one, and their bodies were pierced by the Yuan-Destroying Cannon. All the members of the death squad vomited blood, and were then blasted into blood mist by the Yuan-Destroying Cannon.
Zhao Wu was covered in blood, and the skin all over his body was melted by the high temperature of the Yuan-Destroying Cannon, but he was still desperately resisting the Yuan-Destroying Cannon, just to consume one more point of the Yuan-Destroying Cannon's power.
The people at Cangqiongmen were crying. They couldn't help him. Otherwise, all the efforts of Wen Liang and others would be in vain. Wen Liang felt even worse. Zhao Wu had been with him for many years. To him, he was more like himself. 's elders.
But he couldn't help him, because the disciples behind him were waiting for his protection. At least, before Bai Che came out of seclusion, he had to leave Bai Che with an almost complete sect!
Until the last moment, the blood-clothed puppet in Zhao Wu's hand completely collapsed. The spear in Zhao Wu's hand was broken, and the man was no longer human, but he could see the smile in his mouth.
Because he and the death squads were able to withstand the attack of nine Yuan-destroying cannons.
Although he didn't say a word, his last smile was deeply engraved in the minds of everyone at Cangqiongmen.
There was no time to grieve, and the Yuan-destroying cannons came again one after another.
"It's our turn!" Wen Liang said loudly: "We must leave a complete sect to the master!"
"Anyone who offends my sky will be struck and destroyed!" Wen Liang said loudly.
"Anyone who offends our sky will be attacked and destroyed!" Everyone in the sky gate responded one after another.
...
"Take action!" Wen Liang said, and then most of the senior officials of Cangqiongmen began to gather their strength to resist the remaining Yuan-destroying cannon. They must block it!
boom......
A Taoist spell was cast from the hands of Wen Liang and others, and in an instant, it collided with the Yuan-destroying cannon.
There were explosions one after another, and the majestic power spread out in circles, turning everything around into powder.
But manpower is limited, and after all, it cannot be compared with the Yuan-destroying cannon.
The elders and pavilion masters of Cangqiong Sect were somewhat incompetent and began to feel powerless.
Wen Liang gritted his teeth and encouraged: "Everyone, hold on! Only by holding on can you have a chance!"
But this is not the saying that you can persevere just by holding on. The first person to be knocked away was Qiu Hai. He was hit hard by the Yuan-destroying cannon and flew backwards, not knowing whether to live or die.
Once a flaw appears, the disciples guarding him will be threatened. Even under cover, it is difficult to resist.
At the critical moment, Qiu Hai, who had been blasted away, stood up. At this moment, his abdomen had been penetrated, his internal organs were squirming, and he was dripping with blood.
Qiu Hai used his back as a shield and his whole body was on fire. This was the "Yang Yan Curse" of Zhengyang Sect. Qiu Hai smiled wildly and said loudly: "I am not only Qiu Hai of Cangqiong Sect, but also of Zhengyang Sect." Qiu Hai! Don’t forget me, Zhengyangmen!”
"bring it on!"
When the disciples of the former Zhengyang Sect heard Qiu Hai's words, their eyes immediately became wet. They needed to wait for this wave of offensive to avenge Qiu Hai.
boom......
Qiu Hai was hit by the Yuan-Destroying Cannon, but because of the "Yangyan Curse", he was not knocked away. Instead, he turned into a ball of flame and burned out the Yuan-Destroying Cannons one after another.
Qiu Hai was completely turned into ashes, and his soul was gone...
Next came Meng Zong and Taoist Qingyang. They vomited blood and said to Yue Hanshu with a smile: "Master Yue Sect, we are here to apologize for what happened at Wangyue Sect. Haha, avenge us... "
Chu Hengyu also began to stagger. Her eyes were cold, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her face was pale. Looking closely, she found that her abdomen had been slightly hit by the Yuan-Destroying Cannon.
Just when she was about to give up, a figure moved. The person who came was Wang Zheng, the deputy master of the "Shadow Pavilion". Because he was the deputy master, in order to leave a person in charge of the "Shadow Pavilion", he was not allowed to resist. Yuan-destroying cannon.
Wang Zheng pushed Chu Hengyu away, and he was hit hard by the Yuan-destroying cannon, and his vitality quickly disappeared.
"Yu...Junior Sister Yu'er..." Wang Zheng smiled.
"Senior Brother Wang Zheng!" Chu Hengyu finally recovered, with an anxious look on her face. She blocked Wang Zheng's chest, but the gurgling blood kept flowing out, and his chest was penetrated.
"Haha..." Wang Zheng smiled miserably: "Yu'er...junior sister, you...you look good when you smile..."
"I...I still remember...Yuliu Fufeng at Yujingmen...it's so nice there..."
"Yu'er...I know, you...you like...like the sect master, he...he is a very good person... .I lost to him, lost to him, no...not unfair..."
"Haha... Master, disciple... I am unfilial, I... I can't take care of Yu'er anymore, I... I can't... I can't ...Avenged for you..."
Wang Zheng's vitality completely dissipated, and the element-destroying cannon dissipated. Chu Hengyu sat there blankly, with blood dripping from his hands.
