"boom!"
A loud noise came from where the two met, and powerful waves spread from the center to the surrounding areas, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant.
The entire Xuanwu Cliff was like a dragon turning over. All the ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years were blown away and torn apart, revealing the black soil under the Xuanwu Cliff that had not seen the sun and moon for thousands of years.
The place where the Beimang cavalry and the ghost soldiers fought was also affected. He Pingan had already activated the human letter in an instant and included all the ghost soldiers.
But the Beimang cavalry were not so lucky. The remaining three thousand people were all killed in this blow.
Tao Zhenren, who was in mid-air, had just killed the second-grade Beimang general. Before he could devour his flesh and blood, he was recalled by He Ping'an. He was so angry that he kept jumping around in the world of human books.
But he also knew that if he were outside, the aftermath of this blow at this moment would probably cause him minor injuries.
Zhu Hong, a first-level witch cultivator, saw the opportunity early and used his escape technique to escape under a stone pillar on the outer edge of Xuanwu Cliff.
Speaking of which, it is strange that despite such a powerful confrontation between the two, the twelve stone pillars were trembling, but they remained standing and did not collapse on the spot.
The wizard Zhu Qing was not so lucky. Although the black wooden staff in his hand withstood the blade of the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Sword, his cultivation was declining at this time and his physical body could not withstand such a huge force.
"Crack!"
There was a soft sound, and Wu Xian Zhuqing's legs were broken directly at the knees. The entire calf bones and flesh under the knees were directly turned into a piece of powder, and the blood mist floated up and dissipated instantly.
"Suffer death!"
He Ping'an's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he slashed down with the blood-colored long knife in his hand again. The space was torn open by the blood light and a slender opening was closed again in an instant.
When the wizard Zhu Qing saw the blood-red sword slashing down, he knew that his physical body would not be able to withstand the next blow. Then the black light flashed in his eyes, and the staff in his hand pointed at He Ping'an in the void, and shouted sternly: "Define!"
With a falling sound, a strange force suddenly fell on He Pingan's soul.
However, the wizard Zhu Qing's strength declined at this time. He Ping'an used the Divine Refining Technique and stabbed out a small sword with crystal clear consciousness. He then resolved the strange witchcraft. The blood-colored long sword paused for a moment before slashing down.
It was in this gap that Wu Xian Zhuqing immediately seized the opportunity. The black wooden staff in his hand once again glowed with endless black light, wrapped Wu Xian Zhuqing in it, and was about to break through the air and leave.
"Where to go!"
He Ping'an roared angrily, and the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills boiled up again. The long knife suddenly accelerated, and directly broke through the black light curtain on the wooden staff, and struck the wizard Zhu Qing's lower abdomen.
In an instant, the blood light flashed, and the body of the wizard Zhu Qing quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one breath, the whole person turned into a thin human skin. With the wind, it suddenly turned into Fly ash.
"Master Wu Xian!"
Seeing Zhu Qing's physical body disappear, Zhu Hong let out a shrill cry, and then raised his staff, a red light flashed from the staff and pierced the ground under his feet.
Within three breaths, eleven black-robed witches suddenly appeared under the vast snowfield.
There are six second-level great witches and five first-level great witches.
This is already more than half of the strength of the entire Beimang.
"Set up the formation!"
A cold voice came from the black wooden staff of the wizard Zhuqing.
Just at the moment when he was about to be swallowed by the demon-turned-blood-sword, he transferred his soul to the staff before he could do anything, thus escaping the disaster of death.
"Master Wu Xian!"
"My lord is not dead..."
The twelve great witches were startled at first, and then showed a hint of ecstasy on their faces.
The location where they appeared was next to the twelve stone pillars on the outside of Xuanwu Cliff, and each of them happened to face one stone pillar.
While speaking, the staff in his hand did not stop at all. Black light flashed one after another, and strange energy fluctuations continued to pour into the twelve stone pillars.
He Ping'an's eyes turned cold. He had been staying nearby for almost a day. His consciousness scanned several times, but he didn't find anyone hiding beside the stone pillar.
I don’t know if it’s the sorcerer’s concealment skills, or if there’s something weird about these twelve stone pillars.
But there were only twelve high-ranking third-level people, even when setting up the formation, He Ping'an was not afraid. He first thoroughly dealt with the wizard Zhu Qing in front of him.
"Oh, it's just a matter of survival."
He Ping'an sneered, and the bloody long knife in his hand kept slashing on the black wooden staff without stopping at all.
I don't know what kind of material this black wooden staff is made of. It is clear that the body of the wizard Zhu Qing is damaged at this time, and his magic power is no longer available, but it can resist the devil's bloody sword.
"Ping ping ping pong!"
In an instant, He Ping'an had already made dozens of cuts. Although the black wooden staff was made of extraordinary material, it could not withstand his tossing, and a crack appeared on the surface.
The wizard Zhu Qing, who was hiding in the black wooden staff, was obviously frightened. He got this black wooden staff from an ancient ruins. It was extremely tough and had never been damaged at all. However, at this time, it was somewhat unable to withstand it. .
An anxious voice came from the black wooden staff: "Are you ready?"
"Ready!"
The twelve great witches replied in unison.
"Do it!"
Following the order from the Witch Fairy Zhu Qing, all the magic power of the twelve great witches poured into the twelve stone pillars.
Suddenly, dark lights appeared on the stone pillars, covering the entire Xuanwu Cliff.
Then in the blink of an eye, a mysterious shadow gathered in the middle of Xuanwu Cliff.
He Ping'an's eyes narrowed. Although the shadow looked insubstantial, he only glanced at it, but it made his soul feel frightened.
It seems that there is extremely terrifying power hidden inside.
He Ping'an's whole body was flashing with golden light. The golden light across the ground had been activated. In just a flash, he had reached the edge of Xuanwu Cliff. The powerful thousand-foot-long golden body directly hit the thin layer of black light.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the black light flickered, but it was extremely tenacious, leaving He Ping'an on the Xuanwu Cliff.
"There are some ways."
An unpredictable smile flashed across He Pingan's face, and then the bloody long knife in his hand flashed, and he slashed out with a flash of blood.
"Stab it!"
A sound that seemed like a piece of paper was being cut was heard. The black light in front of him was cut by the Demonic Blood Magic Sword. He Ping'an was about to escape when a black light flashed past. It was the spell of the wizard Zhu Qing. The staff suddenly appeared, interrupting He Pingan's escape.
In an instant, the black light recovered.
At the moment when Wu Guang was cut, the twelve great witches swayed at the same time. Six of them were second-grade great witches. Their blood was boiling all over their bodies. They couldn't hold their chests and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.
"boom!"
Just as He Pingan was making a few more cuts, a violent roar sounded, and then in the mid-air of Xuanwu Cliff, the mysterious shadow gradually took shape.
The shadow of a naked, burly giant carrying a giant ax stood in mid-air.
With the sky above his head and the earth beneath his feet, the giant shadow closed its eyes tightly, but there was an incomparable and powerful pressure coming out of the body. The surrounding space trembled, and it seemed that it could not bear his powerful body.
"This is...Pangu?"
He Ping'an's face darkened, and he thought of the characters in myths and legends he had heard about since he was a child.
At the same time, his spiritual consciousness was swept out to explore the strength of the giant in front of him. Unexpectedly, his spiritual consciousness was gently bounced away by an invisible force from the giant's shadow and could not fall down.
"He Ping'an, prepare to die!"
A sneer came from the black wooden staff, and then the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing escaped from the black wooden staff, and in an instant, it fell into the shadow of Pangu.
As the soul escaped into the body, Pangu Xuying's eyes slowly opened. Between the eyes opening and closing, divine light suddenly appeared. The sharp gaze seemed to be able to reach up to the nine heavens and down to the netherworld. At the same time, the whole person's aura , once again improved a lot.
"Uh-huh!"
At this moment, He Pingan's body flashed, and before the wizard Zhu Qing could react, he landed directly next to the black wooden staff, grabbed the black wooden staff with his right hand, and stuffed it into the broken small cauldron.
At the same time, several seals fell on the black wooden staff, completely blocking it.
No matter what, this black wooden staff is not ordinary, so I will hold it in my own hands first.
"Haha, I will leave this staff to you for safekeeping for a while. I will tear you alive later and then slowly take it back."
The voice of Pangu's shadow was deafening, making the void rustle.
A sneer appeared at the corner of He Ping'an's mouth: "Then I'll have to wait until my subordinates see the real chapter!"
