Chapter 939: Riding Alone into Zhenwu (Part 3)
"Alarm... Alarm... Millions of Black Stone Mountains have been breached, tens of thousands of people have died... Alarm, alarm..."
"Damn it!" In a mountain in the northeast, a sect master raised his head with red eyes. On the small path in the mountains, dozens of puppets flapped their wings and flew up. He shouted desperately, his voice hoarse: "Evacuate! Evacuate!"
"Everyone evacuate! Equip the sect inheritance! Everyone retreat to Shenwei City!"
"How come it's so fast!" In a huge cave, an old ancestor gritted his teeth and suppressed his trembling hands: "He, he is going in this direction... to the founding battlefield of the Beiming Dynasty, the Canghai battlefield?! He will definitely pass by my Wuyue Sect! What should I do... What should I do!"
"Should I hide under this mountain, or respond to the call to Shenwei City? Is it in time? God... Why is this monster here!"
In the center of the northeast, above a huge city, a stream of light and flames rose up, turning into a huge nine-headed lion image in the sky. At the same time, more than a dozen large cities in the northeast of Zhenwu Realm all received the same order.
"Rush to help Shenwei City?" In a magnificent city, in the City Lord's Mansion, the Acting City Lord was sweating as he looked at the nine-headed green lion exploding in the air, gritting his teeth and saying, "That's a Yuanying Zhenjun... It's useless no matter how many Qi Refiners come! Can we gather 100,000 foundation-building cultivators! Isn't that courting death!" "Acting City Lord, send troops! It's too late! Behind Shenwei City is the ancient battlefield of Canghai. If we let a Yuanying from the Unreturning Realm enter the founding holy land of the Beiming Dynasty, how can we explain to the Emperor Beiming when he comes back? If we don't stop him in Shenwei City, If we defeat him, we will also be dead! Do you still expect the Great Emperor Beiming to show mercy to us? "
The acting city lord's face turned pale, and after a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and said: "Send troops..."
"All the warriors in Tianbing City will attack! Enter the long-distance transmission array immediately! Fully support Shenwei City!"
In an instant, in the northern part of Zhenwu Realm, in the ancient cities thousands of kilometers apart, a series of magnificent long-distance transmission beams burst out. In the southeast, northwest, countless floating flying boats rose into the sky, with flags fluttering and horses riding.
Endless magic weapons, countless flying boats, and the city lord led the team, with thousands of sword-building foundations behind them, pulling a series of brilliant galaxies in the air, rushing like lightning, and rushing out in full force, biting the bullet to the last battlefield on the border of the Beiming Dynasty.
Shenwei City.
It is called a city, but it is actually a huge pass. The two mountains on both sides are in the clouds, forming a line of sky in the center, and Shenwei City is located above this line of sky.
The mountains on both sides are lush and green, with countless attics and mansions hidden in between. At this moment, on the two sides of the mountains, which are thousands of meters high and the tops are covered with clouds, countless monks are extremely nervous, with cold sweat on their foreheads, holding longbows in their hands, and looking at the sky in front of the sky with trembling fingers.
On the gate of the pass, a man in golden armor exudes golden elixir spiritual power, his chest rises and falls sharply, his face is so solemn that it is even distorted, and his eyes are also staring at the sky in front of the sky.
No one can see, his hand holding the gun is shaking.
Where did the wind blow from? The sky is cloudless, and the wind blows in the tranquility and takes away everyone's relaxed mood. Except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing the trees, no one dares to speak, no one dares to speak.
The city of tens of thousands of miles is like a morgue under the high pressure of the Nascent Soul.
"Report to the city lord! Tongtian River has been breached! The ten major sects have been wiped out! Report! Qilin Mountain has been breached! None of the three Qilin saints have escaped! City lord, it's not good! It's not good! Langdu Zhenjun is already 50,000 meters away! He will soon arrive in Shenwei City!"
The city lord's eyes were red. From the map, the other party killed all the way here, and everything they passed was scorched earth, as if the red arrow of the god of death, the tip of the arrow pointed directly here!
"God bless..." This Jindan gritted his teeth and prayed desperately in his heart. This kind of tranquility before the storm is simply depressing!
At this moment, a black line suddenly burst out from the horizon, and it covered the sky in an instant. The speed was extremely fast, and it rushed into 10,000 meters in an instant. In less than five minutes, the black tide was clearly discernible!
At the head of the black tide, the figure of a man was so clear. At this moment, the whole Shenwei City was dead silent.
Here it comes...
Here he comes! The god of death is coming! He really came!
Silent killing, 10,000 meters, 5,000 meters, 3,000 meters... Within 1,000 meters, the city lord trembled and said, "Fire..." Then, he screamed like a needle pricked him: "Fire! Fire!! All troops open fire! Never allow him to enter this city! Never allow foreign enemies to enter the pass!!" The voice was hoarse and lonely, resounding over the entire pass. Compared with the roar of the black tide in the sky, it was so small. The next second, "Boom boom boom!" A violent roar, the entire pass, the mountains on both sides, nearly 100,000 red light spots burst out! Overwhelmingly facing the black clouds. "Kill!" The Lord of Shenwei City took a gun and turned into a stream of light to rush towards the black tide. However, at this moment, he heard a calm and indifferent voice. "Looking for death." The faint voice resounded through the sky. He didn't know if he saw an illusion. At this moment, he felt that the figure in front of the black tide was so clear. The other party looked at the sky, and there was no him in his eyes, nor the entire Shenwei City. It seemed as if Shenwei City was not worth seeing at all, and it did not touch his heart at all.
High above, with awe-inspiring divine power. The young figure was extremely tall, and he suddenly had an illusion that he was the Monkey King who challenged the Buddha, and the other party was the Buddha.
He disdained to look, and there was no need to look.
Just as Xu Yangyi threw a punch, he suddenly felt a fatal dizziness in his head. An indescribable sense of oppression filled his mind like the god of death, evil whispers, ** murmurs... all kinds of unspeakable evil thoughts in the world suddenly arose, and his speed finally paused.
"Boy! What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Misteding and Yuchang immediately asked nervously.
Xu Yangyi suddenly pressed his head, coming... getting closer and closer... I don't know how far away that terrifying existence is from me! It's like a collection of pure evil thoughts, which can already affect him!
After a fatal pause, 100,000 meters behind him, Zhuyue Palace Master's eyes suddenly flashed, followed by a long roar, the moonlight spread across the sky, and he rushed towards Xu Yangyi with all his strength!
"Have you stopped?" The wind was howling, blowing three thousand white hairs. Her eyes were fixed on the small black dot at the end of the sky. The murderous intent that she had tried hard to suppress instantly climbed to the peak: "This is Shenwei City..."
"The founding place of the Beiming Dynasty, the first city after entering the pass, will you fight me here for the last time?"
"Then, I will do as you wish, cut off your head in front of tens of millions of people in Shenwei City, and hang it on the city! Tell everyone... Anyone who offends my Zhenwu will be punished even if they are far away!"
For three seconds, Xu Yangyi's head was in a state of colic. Every evil thought turned into a golden eye, as if it was from the universe, and seemed to be staring at him beside him. After three seconds, he finally put down his hand, gritted his teeth, and said unwillingly: "It seems that there is no time..."
"What do you mean?" Yuchang frowned.
Xu Yangyi shook his head, looked at the slit in the sky in front of him, turned around suddenly, unsheathed his two swords, and faced the empty sky behind him.
There is no time...
Then, I will use my last battle to record my last stroke on Earth.
On Shenwei City, I must kill the Lord of Zhuyue Palace!
Behind him, the Lord of Shenwei City saw the other party turn around, and he was ecstatic. He shouted and rushed forward like lightning.
However, three thousand meters... one thousand meters... his speed was getting slower and slower. When he broke into the range of one thousand meters, his face turned pale, and he suddenly fell from the clouds, trembling all over, covering his heart without saying a word.
Too terrible...
Without taking action, without using spiritual energy, just full of murderous intent and momentum, he could not move! I dare not even get close!
Obviously there was no defense, but I just couldn't stab that shot.
"Boom boom boom!" Hundreds of thousands of red lights were annihilated behind Xu Yangyi. The other party didn't even look at them. At the end of the sky, white light was projected from the clouds.
The wind stopped.
The clouds stopped.
An indescribable solemnity instantly filled the sky, like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, like a tiger roaring in the empty mountain. In the sound of a pin drop, all the cultivators in the Zhenwu Realm looked at each other, and they actually felt a kind of fear and solemnity that made their goose skin stand up and their hair stand on end.
The sky here was quiet because of the arrival of the two.
The next second, the sky sprinkled endless moonlight, and the day turned into night in this world. The figure of the Lord of the Moon-Chasing Palace stepped on the flying flowers under the moon, and the spiritual energy was like a tide, and suddenly appeared at the end of the sky!
"This is..." All the cultivators guarding the Shenwei City were stunned for a moment, and then a burst of ecstasy suddenly rushed into their hearts!
The Lord of the Moon-Chasing Palace! Coming!
This is their Nascent Soul! Their True Lord! And the spiritual power is even higher than that of Lang Du! The fifteen True Lords are ranked in the top! Sure enough... Sure enough, Lang Du was hunted down! Otherwise, how dare he enter the Zhenwu Realm!
However, no one dared to make a noise.
In the duel of the Nascent Soul, they didn't even have the qualifications to speak, no matter how excited they were in their hearts. The figure of a man in the distance suppressed more than 100,000 people and no one dared to shout out loud.
"Why don't you run away?" With every step taken by the Moon-Chasing Palace Master, the shadow of the moon swallowed up a piece of the sky, her white hair flying, and talismans lingering. She looked at Xu Yangyi indifferently: "Do you think it's a good view to die here?"
Xu Yangyi looked at her coldly, and suddenly smiled: "Who gave you the confidence?"
The Moon-Chasing Palace Master did not answer, her beautiful eyes were looking around, and she saw a dark mass of cultivators kneeling behind her. She dared not speak, and her hands could not move. A trace of anger surged in her eyes, but was immediately suppressed.
"Nothing, just some Qi refining." She looked at Xu Yangyi, smiling, and the two Nascent Souls slowly approached step by step.
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