At this moment, in the black sky forbidden space, the sky is filled with light and rainbow, various magic weapons and magic arts are whizzing by, and people are running around in groups.
When you are there, you can hear howls and roars one after another, and you can also see the figures of fallen monks, like kites with broken strings falling straight down.
A woman in gold clothes who looked about thirty years old stood in mid-air holding a white spear.
Her eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is as good as snow, her long hair is a dazzling golden color, falling straight down to her perky buttocks. She is wearing a golden dress that flows like a dream. Although it is only slightly close to the body, it outlines curves that are voluptuous enough to make any man obsessed.
Mu Yingqian, who worships the right protector of the Moon God Sect, has reached the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm. Around her, there are more than ten thunder messengers of the God Sect wearing golden clothes. These people have a solemn aura. Most of their cultivation levels have reached the level of Dan Condensation or above.
Mu Yingqian glanced at the back of Qing Ziji, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Kingdom a few feet away in front of her, and ordered in a solemn voice: "You guys have guarded Beiyuan Pond for me. As long as the restriction is not broken, these people won't be able to leave easily." Come on, there’s no need to rush to kill them.”
"Obide by the law of your protector!" "Yes, your lord!"
More than a dozen Divine Cult Thunder Envoys gathered behind him responded in unison and flew to the vicinity of Beiyuan Pond to keep watch.
The next moment, Mu Yingqian's delicate body disappeared in an instant. A few breaths later, she appeared in the distance with a spear in her hand thrust at a Lihuo Palace monk.
"Chi~"
The white spear hit the man like a silver spear, instantly sending him flying several feet, and then exploded in the crowd, splashing blood rain all over the sky.
She didn't move slightly, she just lightly hooked her Magatama finger, and saw the white spear return to her hand with a throwing motion.
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Near Beiyuan Pond, a crystal-clear and strange-shaped painted halberd rose into the sky, suddenly enlarged dozens of feet, hovering in the sky like a fire dragon, and between the wheels, it projected large balls of golden-red fire in all directions. Yu then struck at an extremely short old man at an extremely fast speed.
Although this old man is short, he is extremely powerful.
He was wearing a blue robe and a gilt crown on his head. A purple star pattern was eye-catching between his eyebrows. He raised a sea-blue trident, exuding powerful aura fluctuations that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart.
Seeing a large golden-red fire rain coming down, he used his trident to transform into an emerald-colored wall of light to deflect it. When the flaming glazed halberd came, he used his trident to meet it.
Boom!
With a shocking loud noise, the trident was knocked away a hundred meters away by a majestic force. Golden-red sacred fire poured down, and the old man turned into a shadow and escaped more than ten feet away.
He glanced at the flame halberd in the air in surprise, and saw that it was covered with a layer of golden flames, like a blue dragon walking in the fire, exuding bursts of scorching temperature, making people feel that the surrounding space seemed to be filled with fire. It just melted.
"As expected, it is the holy treasure at the top of the list. It is indeed not something that the Sea Soul Immortal Junji can handle!"
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Under the dome of the black sky in the north, Su Duan, the leader of the Holy Talisman Sect, held up the exquisite jade-colored talisman. He raised his hand and lightly touched it, and saw that the jade-colored talisman suddenly turned into a bright little sun in the air, and then suddenly turned into a small sun. It was a giant strange bird with spikes all over its body. It suddenly transformed into an extremely sharp red spear and continuously attacked the crowd, knocking down several of the moon-worshipping monks.
Qing Ziji stood in the air at this moment, slowly raised his right hand, and gently called towards the scattered green light sword rain, and saw little green light flying from various places, re-condensing into a huge spiritual net, He quickly covered Su Duan's head.
Su Duan quickly clicked on the jade-colored talisman and turned it into a giant bell with blue light, which crashed into the giant light blue net coming from the mask.
The two forces exploded at the same time, and when the giant blue-light bell suddenly flashed, it was about to hit the light cyan spiritual net full of holes.
Qing Ziji's eyes turned cold, and he clasped his hands together, and saw that the destroyed spiritual net suddenly turned into a cyan rainbow, flying towards Su Duan's upper body as fast as lightning.
Su Duan frowned, and when his body swayed, he saw a layer of mist appear in front of him, and then suddenly expanded, blocking the cyan flowing rainbow.
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At this moment, Fengyuan Jianxiu held up a green jade bowl and turned it into a thick green mist that enveloped his whole body. Then, from this thin green, lavender light spots continued to pour out, forming tiny stars in the air. The tiny spots of light finally converged on her forehead.
And she also took advantage of this time to form a seal with her hands and silently recited: "Original Jiuxiao..." Then she saw a large amount of purple light beams suddenly condensed between her eyebrows.
With a slight movement of her mind, she saw a purple beam of light shooting out from it, turning into a six-pointed star that flew through the sky, hitting a moon-worshipping monk who was approaching, and instantly turned him into powder.
On the other side, Luo Yuhan, the hunting envoy of the southern border, faced a middle-aged male cultivator with a short figure and a moon mark between his eyebrows. He saw the man holding a long brown knife and swinging it around him, with a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth. : "I'm here to meet you for a while this time, you hen!"
Luo Yuhan was in mid-air, her two-colored cassock was blowing in the wind, her long hair was flowing to her shoulders, her frosty skin was like snow under her collar, and her beautiful eyes were extremely cold, "Fu Lianyun, you short-legged dog..."
Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged monk shouted angrily, "Death!", then activated the brown long sword and charged forward.
Luo Yuhan had a jade-colored talisman coiled in her hand. She pointed forward slightly and saw the talisman trembling in the wind, instantly transforming into a silver spiritual snake that snaked and shot straight into the long brown knife.
Just listening to the crisp sound of "Ding Ding Dang", the long knife was repelled several feet, and then folded in the air, and a beautiful arc was cut, and he was cut to Luo Yuhan sideways.
The woman spread her five fingers and threw out a green talisman, which turned into a large purple-black seal and blocked the long red sword for several feet. There was another muffled sound of "clang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, clang", and the two figures were already leaping into the sky.
Not far away, Liu Yeling, the northern border patrol envoy, also encountered a middle-aged man wearing moon-white clothes and a moonlight mark between his eyebrows. This man was not unfamiliar to him. He was the same man he met on the slope of Beiyuan. The leading moon-worshipping monk Hu Ting.
As the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult's Aoi Hall, this person's strength is already at the peak of the sixth level of the Purple Mansion Realm, which is comparable to Liu Yeling's cultivation level.
After a while, the two of them were running very fast in the sky, each holding a purple flying sword and a black cloud-shaped talisman, constantly attacking each other.
The speed of the two people is too fast! It has almost reached the point where it is invisible to the naked eye. I saw two afterimages drawing countless afterimages in mid-air, leaving white traces.
The elders of Shengfu Sect, Feng Ping and Fengyuan Shulian, also faced off against a group of high-level monks, including Jin Beichen, the left guardian of the Moon Worshiping Sect. The battle between these late-stage Zifu realm monks was very difficult for the middle and low-level monks on both sides. It's simply a disaster.
Hearing a loud "boom~", two powerful forces collided and surged out, causing the nearby space to tremble continuously. The crowds on both sides were immediately thrown away by the two forces.
"Boom..." There was another burst of explosions, and several figures were already flying high into the sky to the north of Nangdaokou.
At the same time, Su Cheng, the master of the Xing Hall, and Wei Yi, Chen Lianyi, Yuan Chu, Wu Jingjing and others, the deputy masters of the fourth hall of the Holy Fu Sect, also faced the Purple Mansion Realm monks from the Moon Worshiping Immortal Kingdom in a short period of time.
All kinds of spiritual talismans were seen flying in the sky, turning into powerful talisman fire patterns, fighting with the opponent.
All of a sudden, within a few dozen miles centered around Bei Citron Lake of Nangdaokou, Yuan Qi criss-crossed, spiritual clouds filled the sky and stirred, and various high-level immortal arts exploded from time to time. The battle seemed extremely fierce, shocking everyone on both sides. The Three Sun Realm monks involuntarily retreated far away, gradually moving away from the place where high-level monks fought near Beiyuan Pond.
Due to the departure of a group of people from the Eastern Territory and lack of preparation, the Dasheng Immortal Kingdom suddenly fell into the Black Sky Restriction, almost becoming a one-sided situation where they were passively beaten.
The high-level monks in the western realm, led by Lihuo Palace, and the high-level monks in the northern realm, led by the Holy Talisman Sect Su Duan and others, are still struggling to hold on in the northern sky. The rest of the low-level monks in the three realms, including some monks in the Condensation Realm, are still there. Inside, he was completely trapped in a situation of being besieged.
He Yuanji, the elder of the Southern Heavenly Beast Sect, Qian Baishou, the elder of the Tongtian Sect, and Wu Qinghuan, the elder of the Baihua Fairy Valley, fought and retreated, protecting a group of southern monks as they retreated to the forest southeast of Nangdaokou.
As He Yuanji waved his hand, a light yellow animal spirit ring transformed into various spiritual forms from time to time, pushing away the moon-worshiping monks who were attacking from all sides. The immortal beast Fengyunying spread its wings and shot out countless black-feathered arrows, and then spit out more The streaks of silver lightning were like a hail of thunder and arrows, knocking several moon-worshipping monks away.
When Qian Baishou was standing in concentration, green light spots lingered around him, and several shadows of his arms moved back and forth in the air. Each arm shadow held a magic weapon, or an offensive magic spell or a defensive magic spell. Techniques, almost bringing the space of more than ten feet around the body into the coverage of these methods.
Wu Qinghuan drove a silver flying sword, glowing with light and shadow all over the sky, like a dazzling silver wheel, constantly shuttling, changing, and slashing in the sky, creating a series of silver arcs, attracting many moon-worshiping monks from the surrounding area. When they were forced to retreat, they had already killed several people.
However, the good times did not last long. Before the three of them could persist in doing this for too long, they were entangled by a group of Purple Mansion Realm monks. The Southern Realm monks behind them lost their protection and were instantly dispersed by the numerous Moon Worshiping monks one by one. , Chase.
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In the sky south of the Nandaokou, a large group of moon-worshipping monks followed a woman in white and stared coldly at the figures flitting in all directions above Beiyuan Pond.
"Young Master, let's go over and help too!"
Qingyao's eyes flashed and he said: "Help? That's not necessary. These people are just harriers in the net. This time we have gathered all the powerful men from the Four Sects and the Eighteen Regions to come here. They have already spread their wings and cannot escape. Let's start from here." Close the net slowly!"
Some people died, but not completely...
