Chapter 352 Chen Banxian asked for help?

Chapter 352 Chen Banxian asked for help?

"Boom!"

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and endless clouds of calamity filled the air.

Three thousand miles outside Baihu City, a giant dragon circled the mountains. Black clouds were so low that they threatened to crush the mountain peaks, and strong winds broke thousands of trees.

"The fourth level of dragon transformation is still too reluctant." The sword spirit frowned, feeling the humidity in the air.

Legend has it that if a dragon transforms into a dragon, it will have to walk through water. This is due to some kind of cause and effect in the ancient times of the dragon clan.

When walking on water, you have to go through three tribulations.

A calamity is a thunder, which is the test of heaven for the dragon.

The second calamity is to ask for a seal. If you see someone, ask him if he looks like a dragon or a snake. If he looks like a dragon, he will turn into a dragon. If he looks like a snake, he will fail.

The third calamity is when the dragon enters the sea. Only after entering the ocean from the rivers and lakes can the real transformation into a dragon be considered successful.

"It's more than tens of thousands of miles away from the sea?" The sword spirit kept trying to persuade him, but the dragon had already started.

She looked up to the sky and roared, and the thunder suddenly fell!

But the black and white energy circulated in the dragon's body, spitting out a dragon pill, and the thunder tribulation was helpless. This first tribulation, a narrow escape from death, was the easiest.

She didn't ask for a title, she was already blessed by human luck, and she started to lose her temper.

"That bastard, did you expect this scene?" The sword spirit chased after him, his eyes changed, and he shouted quickly:

"Jiaowazi, the sea is not in that direction...

"Huh!" Jiaojiao returned a sharp look, not at the sword spirit, but at the transport planes in Baihu City.

Dragon Bird is the master of melee combat, and Night Owl is the master of transportation.

Hundreds of Nighthawk fighter jets took off, and Ninth was personally in charge, accompanied by most of the elite colleagues from the Strange World.

Jiaojiao rides the thunder and lightning of the calamity clouds and takes the lead in walking through the water. The floods pave the way, getting faster and faster!

Along the way, the priests who were racing against time to break through the realm woke up. When they looked up, they saw a huge dragon coming through the water, followed by thunder, rain, and wind at a very fast speed.

"TMD, where did the dragon overcome the tribulation come from!"

The priests were frightened and moved away. They wanted to chase but didn't dare.

The power of heaven is not so easy to touch, and the body will be destroyed and rebuilt at every turn.

Sitting in front of the Night Owl transport plane, Ninth already understood what he meant.

"Give me the order and follow the water dragon ahead."

This was when Jiaojiao sensed the instability of his luck and used the blessing of the dragon's calamity cloud to clear the way and lead the way to Miancheng.

She had the luck of the human race and made this choice.

Ninth Eyes looked forward, he was sorting himself out, his power was getting stronger and stronger.

Someone breaks through to the fifth realm, and his ninth god is naturally not to be far behind.

"Hey!" The sword spirit stabbed out from the void and brought the imperial soldiers to the ninth place.

"I heard that that bastard asked for help?"

He inquired and heard something from the grapevine.

Now I see the luck of the Eight Cities pouring into Mian City, and I can guess what happened there.

"Yes." Ninth nodded: "I met him briefly at the World Monument."

"It's probably not him who broke through to the fifth realm this time." The sword spirit slowly floated up and down, guessing the situation.

"Otherwise he wouldn't have asked for help."

That kid is always very sure about things and will never do anything he is not sure about.

But this was the first time I asked for help.

"Yes, I didn't detect any breath of the fifth realm in him." Ninth replied calmly.

"That... is difficult to handle." The sword spirit frowned and stepped back. The fifth realm is not easy.

…

In Miancheng, Chen Banxian looked at the imperial jar in his hand with cold eyes.

There was a crack on it, so it wasn't the real thing after all.

He looked worriedly into the city. The flames that originally surrounded the south city area continued to advance northward.

This means that those bugs are more rampant and difficult to defend against.

This is all caused by the unknown existence getting closer and closer to the fifth realm.

At this time, in the world of heaven, there are palaces built in the sky and countless islands floating on it.

The sky above is bright, the formations are formed from heaven, and there are numerous heavenly beings who are either sitting, standing in battle, or sleeping with their eyes closed.

When some heavenly beings look towards the mortal world, they can see land after land covered in red dust.

Those mortal lands are nothing more than "larger" islands one after another, all of which are the size of continents.

At this time, a continent suddenly trembled, and then a huge pillar stretched out from the edge.

Then, the second one, the third one...

These seemed to be... five fingers. Some being reached out and dragged up the continent. The fingers were transparent and cloudy, and there seemed to be light reflections from ceramics on them.

A larger silhouette appeared, its bland and ruthless eyes looking down at the continent.

Then, the big hands tightened, and the continent was caught in their hands. Dozens of countries and hundreds of millions of creatures above were destroyed in an instant!

"This is the Master of the Sixth Hall of Mi Zhong Hall. This is to sacrifice weapons."

Everyone in the sky recognized it. They looked at the giant shadow without panic, only with admiration.

"The Sixth Hall Master is already at the Hall Master level, and this time it is probably for that other world."

"It's a pity that even if the other world breaks through to the fifth realm, it is only equivalent to the level of the great heavens, and the palace master is equivalent to their seventh realm and cannot enter that world."

"Don't say that. Even if the Sixth Hall Master doesn't go, the Young Hall Master is about to enter the level of quasi-Hallmaster. Now that there are weapons refined by the Sixth Hall Master, why don't you take control of that small world?"

They talked as the continent burned in the hands of the giant silhouette.

The bloody evil spirit and spiritual energy materials were mixed together, and there was a terrible flame burning.

The gods noticed that there was a regular pattern on the palm of the Sixth Hall Master, which allowed the continent to be continuously purified and compressed, and then condensed into a dragon tongue spear.

Outlined at will, the spear shrank in an instant and was given regular patterns. With a flick of the huge palm, the spear penetrated the distance of space and fell into the hands of the young palace master outside the earth.

"Haha, thank you Uncle Six."

Mito bowed respectfully three times before grabbing the Dragon Tongue Spear, and his aura suddenly changed.

There was actually a vague urge to step into the sixth realm and become a quasi-palace master.

It took him a lot of pressure to stabilize his state, and he opened his eyes and sighed.

"Uncle Six is ​​worthy of being Uncle Six. The weapons he made at random almost allowed me to break through. This time, I will definitely win this city."

He raised his eyes and looked at the Del Protoss on the other side. They had fought several times in the past, and he didn't know what the other side could come up with.

"Hmph, the heavenly beings are good at refining weapons, and can kill hundreds of millions of living beings at will."

Rota, the commander of the Del God Clan Corps, did not say anything when he saw this. He was naturally a weapon blessed by the gods.

He just looked at Chen Banxian above Mian City, thinking about how to kill him quickly.

This lowly alien had no manners from the beginning, and he didn't like it.

At this moment, at this moment, the barrier of the fifth realm suddenly pierced.

All the mushrooms outside the city are getting weirder and weirder, giving off the aura of the fifth realm, and the absurdity and terror of the bugs has increased tenfold.

Rapid expansion.

The territory that was originally hundreds of thousands of miles has been covered by millions of miles in the blink of an eye.

A priest is breaking through the fifth realm, no, in other words, he has already broken through and is adjusting his breath and sorting himself out.

However, a mushroom suddenly grew on Him.

The mushroom hung down silk threads and took root in the priest's body. The priest's eyes were filled with fear, but the corners of his mouth were constantly raised.

Finally, a piece of skin fluttered down.

Just when he thought the priest was dead, the threads crawled back from all corners and penetrated into the priest's body.

The shriveled priesthood was rapidly filling up again. He lowered his head, his eyes flickering strangely.

"The kids are in town."

He muttered and set off towards the blood-red city in the distance.

Unaware of it, Chen Banxian was preparing for the battle. He was confronting two worlds in the void.

The palaces of the Tianzhong and the Del God Clan slowly crashed into the earth, and in an instant, at least a dozen deities of the fifth realm appeared.

This does not include the opponent's army that is watching covetously from outside the world. As long as Chen Banxian and other senior monks are dealt with, they can march straight in and invade Cotton City.

"hiss……"

Mito took a deep breath: "The taste of the lower world is so relaxing."

He originally thought about killing Chen Banxian, but suddenly he was no longer so eager.

It was just a small fourth realm. He casually ordered an attendant: "Boll, go and kill him."

The so-called Bol is also a fifth-level figure, but his strength is not outstanding.

This is mainly because the regular sky patterns on his body are too common and not strong.

"Yes! Young Palace Master."

Boll took the order and strode towards Chen Banxian.

"Low alien race, I am Boer, a member of the great heavenly class, you...

"Uh-huh!"

A bright light flashed, and Chen Banxian slowly put away his right hand.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in hearing your name."

He slowly lowered his bleeding right hand, Boll's head was at his feet.

He is not dead yet, and he is mobilizing the regular patterns on his body like crazy, but to no avail.

Chen Banxian raised his head and stared at Mi Tuo, raised his feet, and slowly lowered them.

"You foreigners just don't listen to the lesson."

With a click, Boll died.

The body fell into Cotton City.

This happened in an instant, making Yatuo look extremely embarrassed.

Bol's life is not valuable, what is valuable is his face.

This is no longer a slap in the face, but a slap in the face!

A person walked out of the Del Protoss on one side, and he was a soldier of Lotta.

"you go."

He suddenly couldn't understand Chen Banxian's background. This fourth-level alien was slightly beyond the norm.

He planned to test it out.

Chen Banxian suddenly turned around and started just as the other party started.

Immortal light flickered, and the soldier could not even speak, as his head appeared at his feet.

Lifting the foot, falling down, the same shattering.

The person from the fourth realm used the calmest tone to challenge the two races: "Who still wants to die?"

Yatuo's eyes changed slightly: "It's not bad." This was worthy of his seriousness.

He called the two people around him: "Kagan, Shida, you go."

"yes!"

The two of them had seen Chen Banxian's weirdness and did not dare to be careless. They immediately activated the sky patterns on their bodies.

One of them has the rule of ugly earth, his body is thick with cold earth, and the other has the rule of crying, which makes people hard to guard against.

The two of them worked together to attack, then chose to get close and drew their weapons.

When Chen Banxian took action, he was inevitably affected. His Fairy Light was penetrated by the crying rule, his vision was blurred by tears, and negative emotions such as fear and cowardice constantly arose in his heart.

But without stopping at all, his hand turned into a light again.

After a breath, two fifth-level heads were crushed by him.

"Don't worry, none of you will survive."

He is still arrogant and kills people with only one move.

This made Yatuo's face subconsciously change from ugly to surprised.

There's something wrong with this alien race.

"Heavens, are your people incompetent?"

Although Lotta mocked, he ordered several of his men around him: "Come together and capture him."

He was still reading and couldn't figure out Chen Banxian's details.

"Come and fight!"

Chen Banxian sacrificed a bronze knife coin and injected half of the Demon Summoning Sutra Qi into it.

In an instant, the sword and coin turned into light and disappeared, in exchange for the lives of all Luota's men.

Their bodies were all torn apart, and the rules could not withstand the magical power of the sword and coin.

This was a funerary object that had been with the ancient saint's body for many years. It had developed strange abilities. He had plundered it from Duan De's arms.

It's a pity that it can only be used once. After years of decay, it can no longer be used.

He stared straight ahead, exuding fighting spirit from every part of his body, staring at Yatuo.

The dragon tongue tip gun in this person's hand gave him a strong sense of threat.

Mi Tuo also had a serious expression on his face, and he couldn't figure out the details.

He could understand if two of his subordinates were killed before, but he was a little unsure if all of Rota's fifth-level subordinates were killed instantly.

Even Mu Yun is not that powerful.

"Who are you!" They hesitated and didn't dare to step forward. Even he couldn't kill a group of fifth-level monks so easily.

Chen Banxian looked at them coldly, as if he had always been confident.

He stood as if he were an iron wall here that no one could break through.

But his family knows his own affairs, and it is not easy for him to kill these fifth realms.

In the final analysis, he is only in the fourth realm, and it is too reluctant to cross the entire realm and kill the enemy instantly.

The first four people relied on time retrieval and space control to kill them instantly. He fully anticipated the opponent's movements.

The next few people completely used half of his Demon Summoning Sutra Qi plus the burial objects of the Ancient Saint to achieve the instant kill effect, in order to shock them.

He was very worried about the fact that the ring of fire in the city was retreating unexpectedly, but at the back, it changed from a containment to a defense.

The situation in the city is not optimistic, and the flames are no longer enough to completely resist the insects after entering the fifth realm.

It's not that the bugs broke through the limitations of the meteorite, but...

Pieces of human skins and animal skins stood up on the ground.

They are no different from living people, rushing towards the fire ring level like crazy.

"Be careful, don't get close!"

The people at the fortifications shouted at the top of their lungs: "Those with explosion shields will resist with us, don't let them touch us!"

"Put on your mask, don't breathe, don't breathe!"

They kept fighting with the human skins, and they were able to fight back at first, but as more and more human skins arrived in the defense circle, it became increasingly difficult for the soldiers to resist.

"Fuck me, brothers, help me take care of my mother!"

A man nearly two meters tall took the initiative to rush into the ring of fire, attracting those human-skinned monsters.

In order to relieve the pressure on the defensive circle, he used himself to raise these things.

"Hurry up and bring the hot weapons!" He roared, the flames burning on his body roaring at the human skins:

"Come on, come on! Come and kill your grandpa!"

Some human skins caught up, greatly reducing the pressure on the defenses.

The warriors were barely able to resist.

"Where are the backup people?" The team leader held up the explosion shield and kept retreating, gritting his teeth and patting off the human skin one after another.

The explosion-proof shield was already covered with white silky mucus.

"Where's the gunpowder? His arms feel extremely heavy. This is because he is an extraordinary person and has a strong physique."

If not, he would have collapsed long ago.

"Captain, I said later that the firepower is not enough!"

The messenger soldier picked up his weapon and joined the defensive battlefield: "The situation in other places is more serious. They asked us to block for a while and give us more space in other positions."