"What happened?"
The cold silvery white color circulated endlessly in the woman's eyes, and the slightly longer gaze aroused the curiosity of the artifact spirits, so the Jijie Pen asked this question.
Jing Yingrong "watched" the scene beyond their reach attentively, and after a moment replied: "The enemies of Taichu Temple are coming."
As she retracted her gaze, she took a step forward and reached the sky directly above the top of Taiyue Mountain, close to the endless void.
From this position, one can easily take in the entire mountain gate of Taichu Temple, making it easier for the weapon spirits to watch.
At this moment, he happened to encounter the scene of the head destroying the mountain-protecting formation, and the sea of consciousness suddenly burst into shock.
Ji Yanzhu: "Wow - what is that?"
Ji Sha Jian: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Taichu Guan will be raided one day."
Ji Jie Bi: "This is too sudden. The monitoring and defense system of Taichu Guan did not work?"
The sea crab was still sitting on Jing Yingrong's shoulder. It stared at the changing colors of the wind and clouds in the distance with its small eyes, and then its attention was attracted by Yunluo, who was fluttering and distant from its shoulders.
Jing Yingrong drew a chaotic storm with his hand, and rubbed it in front of him, turning the violent energy into a soft and harmless thing, shaped like a thick white cloud, and put it there, It became a floating cushion.
She sat down cross-legged and put the sea crab she was trying to cut into a lace for Yun Luo by her legs. Then she took out a short table and placed a plate of raw meat cakes, the spiritual plant fruit from Xingyou Island, and The specialty wine purchased from Zuimengfeng.
Take another flat square piece of ore and place it next to the low table to serve as a small stool for the sea crab.
A standard one table and two seats for spectators is ready.
At this time, the progress there had reached the point where Tongsheng and Yunmeng were fighting with the head.
The body of Lord Tongsheng was submerged into the humanoid giant statue, which became even more agile and powerful. It was like a natural giant descended from ancient times, but it exuded the pure aura of magic weapon.
The reason is that this giant statue and the eight weapons it holds are originally one, and they are the natal weapon of the Tongsheng Dao Lord - the Giant God Wall.
The four heads on the wall of the giant god rotated, and the face with an "angry" expression turned forward, facing the menacing head. The eyes on the face were wide-eyed, and a sound was like thunder, which made the head freeze for a moment.
Seizing this brief gap, the giant god rushed forward with his shield in hand, applying infinite power to the shield, causing his head to fly backwards, and widened the distance between the opponent and Taichu Mountain Gate.
On the other side, Daojun Yunmeng kneaded the secrets with both hands, and a white light pattern appeared between his eyebrows. Her lips parted, and wonderful sounds flowed out:
"Big dream——"
His voice was solemn and solemn, like that of Hong Zhong Da Lu.
The white light pattern came out of the body and headed towards the Giant God Wall. After the light flashed, the Giant God Wall was suddenly covered with a layer of misty and mysterious power.
The head roared loudly, and the huge mouth opened almost wider than itself. The fangs were ferocious, turning into densely packed sharp knives and piercing the giant wall.
The fangs that could easily tear apart the mountain-protecting formation penetrated the outermost scales of the Giant God Wall, but were stuck there. The hole in the single eye shrank, blood gathered, and instantly turned into a beam of scarlet light.
The beam of light shot out, but the Giant God Wall did not dodge. As if they were going to die together, eight soldiers came out to attack the one-eyed man in front of the beam of light.
boom!
Brilliant bloody fireworks exploded from the back of the head, and the fireworks turned into rain and fell to the ground, dyeing the mountains and rivers red, and filling the valleys into lakes.
The one-eye was torn apart, and even the head began to disintegrate and split into pieces.
The Giant God Wall was hit by a beam of light and lost two arms. Its scales were torn and its aura was greatly damaged. Although it was unclear what the condition of the Tongsheng Dao Lord inside was, it must have been uncomfortable.
Until then, Taojun Yunmeng spoke again and read out the next two words:
"——Fang Xing."
As soon as the words fell, the layer of mysterious power attached to the Giant God Wall immediately took effect.
The enemy's losses are real, and our losses are dreams.
When I wake up from my dream tonight, there is no trace of what happened.
All the injuries on the giant wall were restored to their original state in an instant, and Lord Tongsheng Dao walked out of it with full spiritual energy and his face as usual, no different from the state before the battle.
Looking at the situation, it seems as if everything just happened is just a dream.
However, the broken head is a reality.
"This method of interpreting Changmeng is quite interesting."
Jijiebi commented, "Guo Tong's magic weapon is a bit complicated. I don't know what the weapon spirit is thinking."
Ji Yanzhu asked curiously: "Huh? Is it over? Are you so can't help but fight?"
Ji Sha Sword: "It's impossible to dare to hit the door directly with such strength. By the way, what on earth is that thing?"
Jing Yingrong, who was busy with something, heard this and replied:
"It was done by the demon clan. I don't know what kind of magical power it is."
Ji Sha Sword: "Monster clan? Which beast king can single-handedly conquer Taichu Temple?"
Ji Jie Bi: "It's probably not just a single Beast King. Doesn't the human race have that kind of combined attack technique? Maybe the demon race has also discovered similar magical powers."
Jiyanzhu: "Wow! Look, look, the thing growing out of it is so weird. I really want to burn it."
Although they severely damaged the enemy, the two Tao Lords showed no signs of relief on their faces.
The two of them stood side by side, looking at the disintegrating head with a somewhat solemn expression.
Immediately afterwards, dense granulations were seen growing on the broken pieces of the head.
The fleshy sprouts were squirming and growing. If you look closely, you will see that they are the claws of different monsters.
Countless claws extended rapidly, and the claws growing from adjacent fragments connected with each other like hooks, and then suddenly joined together——
The complete head reappeared before his eyes.
There was a hint of ridicule and contempt in the recovered one eye.
Ji Sha Jian: "Let's just say it's not that simple. Look in the mirror - I said, can you please stop messing with that little food? I haven't seen any increase in spiritual energy."
Jing Yingrong stopped her hand.
On the low table was her masterpiece - a rare and rare spiritual fruit that was mashed into a pulp and served in a bowl. The wine was poured into it and turned into a subtle colored lake soup.
And she was tearing a piece of meat pie into pieces and soaking it into pieces.
Jing Yingrong: "There is a dish called steamed buns in soup."
Ji Sha Jian: "I have never seen it, but I know it is definitely not the same thing as what you did. Do you think we should get involved? The sect is in trouble, and you, as a disciple..."
Jing Yingrong interrupted it bluntly: "You want to fight, I know."
Ji Sha Sword: "...Yan just said that he wanted to burn that thing."
Ji Yanzhu: "You're pulling me in now? Just ignore the mirror. I think it's fun to watch them fight."
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah, I want to see it too."
Ji Sha Jian still refused to give up: "You just watch? It doesn't matter if Taichu Guan suffers a loss?"
Jijiebi smiled and said: "Didn't Mirror say that her wish for Taichu Guan is not to be wiped out? Don't bother trying to persuade her, just watch carefully and see how much ability Taichu Guan can show today. "
Ji Sha Jian grunted and stopped talking.
Jing Yingrong lowered his head and looked down at the Taiyue Mountain below.
Under the crisis, this holy land in the eyes of the world has stripped away its former peace and mist, showing an unprecedented appearance.
