Chapter 486 Battle of Tianmeng Mountain

"Puchi." The sound of the sharp sword piercing through his chest, blood dancing in the dark night sky, and in the sky, the silver-white light from Heyun Mountain sprinkled down, causing the blood to illuminate from the darkness, extremely bright.

The disciple of Zhongnan Immortal Palace had a frightening pale face, his eyes suddenly widened, and the expression in his eyes faded like a tide, leaving only a trace of solidified fear.

In front of him was a member of the War Sky Alliance, holding a black and white sword belonging to the Valley of Jueqing. There was no expression on his tense face, only staring at the other party's eyes, and brutal eyes like beasts burst into his beasts.

Suddenly, the alliance member smiled, and a smile that was extremely similar to Lin Yun's evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was unfathomable but obviously evil and cruel.

"We are not crazy, we are fighting for the sky." The long sword in our hand slowly pulled out, bringing out a trace of flesh and blood. At the same time, the members of the alliance whispered softly with a smile.

"Pu." Without saying anything, the disciple of Zhongnan Immortal Palace fell to the ground, while the member of the Zhantian Alliance suddenly looked up and his eyes locked on another target not far ahead.

"Roar..." He roared fiercely again, and the member of the alliance rushed up again with his long sword.

Many members of the alliance around heard the words just now. For a moment, a burst of blood seemed to surge in everyone's hearts. If you don't fight, you will die, and you will die even if you fight. Why not fight hard, fight for the battle to the sky, fight for your own dignity and glory!

"Ah...!" For a moment, countless violent roars sounded, and the members of the Zhantian Alliance started slaughtering even more crazily, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, and screams one after another.

Every member of Zhantian was like a sword made by King Kong. The sword slashed on his body. Although blood flew everywhere, these people did not even frown. The bright red blood could only arouse their more cruel and bloody impulse.

Soon, the form of the battle reversed. The disciples of Zhongnan Immortal Palace kept falling in pools of blood, and some even began to retreat, forced to retreat by the craziest members of the War Heaven.

"Bastard! Don't shoot me, kill me!" Suddenly, in the crowd, the guardian of the Zhongnan Immortal Palace, who was fighting bloody battles with the members of Zhantian, shouted.

After saying that, the slightly younger guardian suddenly waved his sword forward. Suddenly, two circular totems burst out with the silver-white sword light that was more than one meter long.

"Bang bang..." Four or five members of the war sky were blown away in a row, and the two people in front were directly pierced through their chests.

"Don't be afraid, we are here." Then, another old voice came. The white-haired old man had silver light all over his body. He turned his head and glanced at the young guardian and shouted loudly.

The white-clothed disciple, who was already a little timid, immediately became confident when he looked at the battle situation of the dozen guardians and elites here. Although there were few people, these dozen were all elites of the emperor-level forces of the Zhongnan Immortal Palace. Each of them was like a long sword that was invincible. Wherever they passed, blood poured like raindrops.

The members of the Zhantian Alliance have already noticed these not simple guys. In one wave, the crowd of people kept besieging these dozens of people. Although they could not cause substantial damage to them, the fierceness that followed one after another made the guardians of the Zhongnan Immortal Palace feel a little chilling on their backs, which was simply a desperate fight.

"Swish." A circle of blood shot out quickly, and the old man with white hair waved his long sword first, repelling another wave of attacking Zhantian members.

The night was already very heavy. In the sky, the breeze was gentle and the stars were everywhere, not moving at all by the bloody scene. However, the top of Tianmeng Mountain was filled with cold wind. Large areas of forests were swaying by the turbulent energy fluctuations. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the sound of shouts of killing and pain, as well as the jingling swords and jingling swords and collisions were endless.

"You back and give them to us."

When another group of Zhantian members were about to attack the dozen or so of the elites of the Zhongnan Immortal Palace, a cold voice sounded in everyone's ears. The coldness made these strong men, who were already sweating, feel a little cold in their hearts.

Many people looked back and saw that in the dark, six people were slowly walking towards the end of the crowd. The six people were all wearing black clothes. The black robe was embroidered with blood-colored edges and wide palms, making the black robe look even more evil and fierce.

The crowd automatically made way aside. After watching this scene, all the members of Zhantian who saw it took a fierce breath, their eyes became stronger, and then they rushed to the ordinary disciples of the retreating Zhongnan Immortal Palace in the distance.

The fighting spirit of the Zhantian Alliance was even higher because they could see clearly that, except for the Qingshan at the end, the rest of the six people who came were the guardians of the Zhantian Alliance, with extraordinary strength. The blood-colored edge on the black robe was the representative of the guardians.

Headed by Qi Lengchan, followed by Han Ning, Xue Yue, Chen Gang, and then Duan Hu and the newly joined Qingshan. The six people advanced in an array of one, three, two. On the ground where they stepped on, a layer of floating soil was blown by the invisible wind, slowly approaching the dozen or so elites of the Zhongnan Immortal Palace.

The appearance of these six people suddenly made the scene much quieter. The six people seemed to be surrounded by a special force, cold and restless, as if there was a hidden demon throbbing in the black robe on the six people.

That kind of aura seemed to be close to the nose and smelling the hungry wolf's eyes.

The white-haired old man, He Yu He Peak and the other guardians also stopped their hands. Obviously, the six members of the War Sky Alliance coming from the opposite side were not simple.

Soon, the huge martial arts field became empty, and the battle between members of the Zhantian Alliance and disciples of the Zhongnan Immortal Palace had withdrawn from the martial arts field and moved towards the distant wall.

In the huge martial arts performance venue, only Qi Lengchan and six others were left, and the dozen elites of Zhongnan Immortal Palace with good cultivation.

A stream of fishy wind flowed in the air between both sides, and their faces were very indifferent. A glimmer flashed from time to time in their cold eyes, making the bloody air in the middle seem to cool down.

The six people slowly dispersed when they were more than ten meters away from each other, and faintly formed a semicircular encirclement, surrounding more than a dozen people.

"Hmph, formation?" Looking at the movements of the six people, the white-haired old man smiled disdainfully. Similarly, He Yu and He Feng were also indifferent, especially He Yu, who was even secretly looking into the air. In the air, Lin Yun and Cai Feng fought against He Yun Shan and the other one, and it was difficult to decide the outcome for a while.

"Landing the formation." Ignoring everyone's ridicule, Qi Lengchan slowly raised the black and white long sword in her hand, with a faint voice.

Immediately, she closed her eyes and her mind moved slightly.

"Buzz..." A circle of ripples spread on Qi Lengchan's body. Suddenly, black and white blood vessels appeared on Qi Lengchan's body. The black robe could not block the seemingly unpretentious color. The blood vessels like black and white were entangled with each other. Several strands appeared from Qi Lengchan's graceful waist and slowly coiled around him.

"Bang bang!" As Qi Lengchan's heartless bloodline was activated, the other five people made loud noises, and circles of ripples spread around everyone.

At the center of everyone's eyebrows, an oval mark appeared from under the flesh, half black and half white, like a third eye with a strange color.

Everyone closed their eyes, and the sword in their hands slowly raised it over their heads as Qi Lengchan's movements, and then everyone suddenly opened their eyes.

"Hula!" Six pairs of eyes opened at the same time, and a gust of cold wind suddenly erupted in the dark void in front of them. The sharp wind sounded, causing the dozen people surrounded in the middle to tremble in their hearts.

It is obvious that this formation is extraordinary.

Including the old man, more than a dozen elites from the Zhongnan Immortal Palace became serious. Looking at the six people around, a touch of solemnity gradually emerged in everyone's eyes.

When Qi Lengchan and the other six raised their heads and looked at the dozen people, the dozen people gasped deeply.

The six pairs of eyes have changed. In those eyeballs, there are only black and white colors, no pupils. The unpretentious colors of black and white are like the world at the beginning of chaos. The two colors are entangled and rotate constantly, and black and white are inseparable.

And in the chaos, an extremely cold meaning was surging out, making the whistling cold wind in the middle even more violent, but no sound of the wind could be heard, as if the void was rotating in disorder.

That kind of indifference is like the world and the years, without sorrow and joy, nor any fear. Everything is like a dead thing under that gaze.

"Kill!" Qi Lengchan's cold mechanical voice came. The next second, six long swords raised above their heads fell down one after another.

The fluctuations of cold and silence hit the ground, everyone's hearts were trembling violently, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

"Hurry, the Prayer of Blessings Shield!" His eyes suddenly glared, and the white-haired old man roared first. Then, more than a dozen people were shocked and followed the old man to make the same move.

He raised his palm and placed it in front of his chest. The sword in his right hand spread across the sky. For a moment, the swords in his hands formed a circle, and everyone was muttering words.

"Crack!" The sound of thunder exploded.

Six long swords fell down together. At the same time, a silver-white light curtain surged from the long swords connected into a circle, wrapping everyone in it.

The six long swords appeared in black and white colors, and the powerful chaotic aura hit the light curtain. Suddenly, the light curtain and the sword light of the six long swords burst at the same time.

A circle of heavy ripples stirred up in the air, sweeping in all directions with surging wind and waves. Wherever they passed, the earth was pulled up with a thick layer of ground, rumbling.

"Dingdeng..." The violent energy rebounded, causing both sides to take a few steps back and look up again. The old man and He Yu's eyes were even more shocked.
Chapter completed!