Chapter 885: Conceiving a baby (Part 3)

Chapter 885: Conceiving a baby (Part 3)

"Kill!!!" From the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, people shouted, "Kill Zhentian."

Although the fifteen major Cave Heaven Blessed Lands have begun to withdraw their troops, many provinces in the Six Avenues of the Jin Dynasty also have strong military forces. The fifteen major Cave Heaven Blessed Lands can withdraw, but they cannot!

"We can't delay it any longer!" The eyes of the five remaining Zhengyuan Apostles were all red. I'm afraid they knew much more about how urgent the situation was than the other monks. Xiong Anguo's eyes filled with murderous intent looked at the sharply reduced number of people, but there were still three to four million troops, and he took several deep breaths. Immediately afterwards, a ray of light burst out from his hand, turning into a huge "Jin" character in the sky.

"The Demon-Destroying Supreme Order is here!!" He rushed into the air with a roar, the golden light shining like the God of War, and his voice like a bell: "No matter what the cost, no matter what trump card! Within two hours, the Three Pure and Four Imperial Palaces must be destroyed!"

"The Minghuang Army obeys the order! From now on, the bombing cannot be stopped for a second! The target is the real Wolfbane!"

"Xiangfeng Army listens to the order! Starting immediately, you and others will be the vanguard. Within half an hour, we will defeat the formation of the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Palaces!"

After speaking, his blood-red eyes scanned the entire army: "It doesn't matter if the troops from the Fifteen Cave Heaven Blessed Lands withdraw! There are also our troops from the Sixth Path and Eighteen Provinces of the Jin Dynasty! What are you still looking at! Wolfsbane has advanced, do you think the Lord of the Jin Dynasty is still here? Come back! What’s the use of it? Even if it’s your one-time magic weapon, let me use it!”

After three seconds of silence, the remaining three million monks all burst out with an angry shout: "Kill!!"

Under a huge flag, the eyes of several old men flickered. A few seconds later, the leader of the old man said in a deep voice: "Qizhen Wu Ancient Corpse."

"Master, think twice..." A man next to him took a breath: "This is the last move of our Luo Hundao, on a battlefield with tens of millions of people. I'm afraid it's impossible for the ancient corpse to come back intact. …”

Before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed from the sky. A golden statue, the size of a palm, jumped up from the Ten Thousand Army, faced the wind, and instantly transformed into a 100-meter statue of Shura, with thousands of hands and three heads, and an eye in each hand. In an instant, thousands of golden lights pierced the sky in his eyes.

"This is..." The man just now pursed his lips: "Wusheng Shura of Wusheng Sect?"

Before he could confirm, more than ten beams of light rushed into the air. Swords, fans, pictures, circles... A series of heart-stopping spiritual energy burst out from each magic weapon. In an instant, the sky's treasure light penetrated the sky, and the gorgeous aura was almost blinding. After the aura, there was a human figure slowly condensing on each magic weapon.

There are elderly people, braided boys, cool fairies, and young swordsmen.

"Lingbao..." Tian Qingzi took several deep breaths before the spiritual energy whirlpool. He almost didn't need to speak. A cold light flashed in the eyes of all the sect masters who protected the whirlpool.

They have already touched their storage rings in unison.

If you want to come, then come.

But no matter what, the appearance of a Nascent Soul Lord is worthy of protecting them with their lives.

"Tianlan Sect, Guizang Sect, Yuan Zhen Sect..." Under the banner of Da Jin, the man looked at the shocking spiritual power erupting from all directions, and said in a trembling voice: "This is the Life Burying Sword... Baili Peach Blossom Fan, Shura Destroys the World Picture, Qiankun Diamond Circle...this, these are their sect-suppressing spiritual treasures!"

"Once broken, they will never be able to gain a foothold in Dajin!"

"Because we have no way out!" The old man next to him gritted his teeth, pounced, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the storage ring. In an instant, a golden coffin flew out bathed in blood, rising in the wind, and in an instant it rose to a hundred meters. Big or small, it landed in front of you with a bang.

"We are the eighty-three sects of the Six Paths, Eighteen Provinces, directly under the Great Jin Dynasty. We will all suffer losses, and we will be prosperous. The fifteen caves can retreat, where can we retreat?! The left and right prime ministers will search the Jin Dynasty to find us. Kill them all!"

In less than half an hour, a total of eighty-three magic weapons surrounded the top of Qingcheng Mountain. Every ancestral magic weapon reveals a sense of simplicity and majesty. On the top of the magic weapon, there is a silent weapon spirit, looking at the mountain with cold eyes.

An isolated island in the sea, surrounded by dragons.

"Kill!!!" An old woman from the Guizang Sect shouted loudly, and thousands of people behind her formed seals. In the sky, a middle-aged man's weapon spirit constructed with spiritual energy looked up to the sky and laughed, slowly drawing out the heavy sword from behind.

The soft cry of "sand..." seems to resound in people's hearts. Then, a shocking sword light came with a bang!

There are no tricks.

Some are just absolute power, terrifying spiritual power, and super destructive power!

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

At the same time, a huge coffin was erected, and thousands of girls were beheaded. The blood flowed into the coffin. With a dull clicking sound, a pure black 100-meter giant corpse walked out of the coffin.

With every step, the ground around him trembled, and his whole body was covered with talismans. With a wild scream, the giant black corpse slashed at the formation above his head. With a sharp and piercing sound of "Karala", the formation was dragged. A ravine one meter wide and dozens of meters long emerged.

To the southwest, the swordsman in white slowly opened his eyes while desperately forming seals below. Then there was a shock, and a fairy flew out of the sky.

In an instant, the terrifying spiritual tide that far exceeded the previous one instantly swallowed up the entire magic circle. Originally this was the trump card that the other party planned to use when attacking Laojun Palace, but now it has to be used.

If you don't use it... I'm afraid they won't have the chance to use it.

The light of the sun was blocked at this moment, and bright spiritual lights shone in the sky. The mountains were trembling with the impact of tidal spiritual power, and more than eighty spiritual treasures attacked at the same time. The entire defense line of the Sanqing and Siyu Palaces trembled crazily, like an earthquake.

"Boom boom boom!!!" At this moment, several mountains around Qingcheng Mountain suddenly shattered.

Even the mountains can no longer withstand this terrifying spiritual pressure.

"Pounce!!" There were 20,000 people at the entrance of the Sanqing and Siyu Palaces, and countless talismans were suspended in front of each of them. With this blow, thousands of people suddenly bleed from their orifices, and thousands of people even died on the spot!

"Hold it!!" A roar came from the hall, and in an instant, hundreds of people rushed out to fill the place of the fallen monk.

I can't stand it anymore...

Everyone knew that with that blow just now, the formation was already at the end of its strength. How terrifying is it for eighty-three spiritual treasures to risk their lives in one blow? Even the large formation in Daozang Land can't hold it.

But... no one retreats!

Everyone's eyes were looking at the huge aura galaxy in mid-air on the other side of the mountain.

As long as real people advance to Yuanying, there is hope!

No one said anything to let the hundreds of thousands of monks defending beside the Milky Way come back.

A barrier separates, the distance between life and death. Outside, the eyes of the Five Expeditionary Commands flashed. Concubine Qin Xiang roared and took the lead. The aura behind her spread like a red bird spreading its wings: "Break the formation!!"

The entire formation was already crumbling, and the aura was leaking out. The talismans are extremely blurry.

"Push..." All the monks in charge of the spiritual treasures in the eighty-three major sects were pale, and many of them vomited blood. However, when they heard the horn sounding to break the formation, they all took a deep breath and quickly performed the seals.

"Boom!!!" With an earth-shaking loud noise, the defense line of the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Palaces that had persisted for several hours collapsed completely!

"Kalala..." As if the sky above them collapsed, all the foundation-building monks could see clearly the scene above their heads separated by this magic circle.

It was a sea of ​​clouds and mist. The fog locks the mountains. The mountains lock the fog. Thousands of meters high in the sky, the sun spreads a golden veil over the carpet-like fog.

All the monks who were supposed to guard the Three Pure and Four Imperial Palaces, about 700,000 to 800,000 people, flew into the air, wielded swords, and walked in the mist. Everyone's face was as dark as water, and their murderous intent was fierce. Behind them was a huge spiritual energy vortex that was spinning endlessly. Thousands of meters away, Liu Mingyang was holding a coiled dragon golden sword and was fighting a woman in white clothes. Around them, the sky was pitch black.

These scenes, which ordinary monks could only see vaguely, now appeared clearly in front of them as if the veil in front of their eyes was suddenly pulled away.

"Herodus!!" As the silent beast screamed, five figures jumped up from the sea of ​​fog. Their eyes first looked at the last two hundred meters of Qingcheng Mountain.

There, five major peaks protect each other, forming a formation that is chilling at first sight.

Then, they looked towards the Aura Galaxy, which was ultimately guarded by hundreds of thousands of people.

"Don't worry about Qingcheng Mountain!!!" Liu Mingyang killed Su Xingyao with one sword and shouted: "Kill Wolf Poison! The Mountain Protection Formation of the Three Pure Ones and Four Royal Palaces has been opened, let the Minghuang Army attack with all its strength!!"

Concubine Qin Xiang took a deep breath and pointed her sword and halberd at the aura galaxy: "Everyone, the gate of the country is right in front of you!! Who dares to follow me to get the dog's head!"

"Boom! Boom!" As if in response to her response, bursts of roaring roared in the sea of ​​clouds below. The clouds and mist quickly arched up like ocean waves. In less than three seconds, eighty-three majestic spiritual treasures passed through the sea of ​​clouds, towering over the air, and spread their spiritual energy. The Milky Way surrounds you.

As high as a mountain, as majestic as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and as murderous as a demon.

The whole army of the Jin Dynasty gathered on the top of Qingcheng Mountain!

Chu Zhaonan held a sword and stood in front of the spiritual galaxy with a livid face. At this time, it was impossible for him to go alone.

Either die together or die first. There is no third option.

Beside him, Zhao Ziqi was equally prepared. Surprisingly, Mao Baer did not run away, but stood in the middle of the two people with his hair standing on end.

Countless earth monks clenched their swords.

This atmosphere... is so suffocating.

Surrounded by layers of black tide, there are eighty-three spiritual treasures and tens of thousands of floating boats in the distance. Heavenly soldiers and generals gather into a desperate picture.

If Xu Yangyi had not advanced, then everything would have gone according to his plan. Who would have known that he would suddenly advance?

"Kill!!!" Without any more unnecessary nonsense, Xiong Anguo stepped on his mount hard, pulled out a pair of golden figures from behind, pulled thousands of feet of waves in the air, and volleyed to kill!

"Kill!!!" The deafening shouts resounded through the sky, and hundreds of figures all rushed over, all of them were general-level figures. The great achievement is right in front of you, and the local coach is so close, how can you not kill him?

However... at this moment, when they all rushed over, a dull sound suddenly erupted in the sky.

"Boom..." It's like beating a drum.

Following this sound, the cloud cave facing the spiritual energy vortex turned red.

It was as if... a hole had been burned into the sky.