The journey that could be completed in a quarter of an hour, Long Yan took half an hour.

When a vast city appeared in sight, Ao Wuyou instinctively stopped his movements and put down the wine cup. His lazy expression suddenly stopped, his expression became solemn, and even his waist straightened a little in an instant.

At this moment, the dragon chariot is at least three hundred miles away from Yaoguang City, but the Yaoguang City is too big and it came into view early. The city wall is a hundred feet high, stretching thousands of miles to both sides. If you want to use your naked eyes to judge the length of the city wall, even if you have strong eyesight, you will not be able to see it. Not to mention the Golden Immortal, the powerful Daluo did not have such eyesight.

There was no moat, no trenches, flat ground, and no interception array was arranged in the air. However, a powerful space suppression force was already coming to the face. The six dragon dragons pulling the dragon chariot instinctively slowed down.

In addition to the power of imprisonment, there was also an extremely strong murderous aura that rushed towards the face. This murderous aura made the six level nine dragons tremble and frightened. They continued to move forward dozens of miles away. They stopped one by one, and their bodies twisted and twisted uneasy in the air. The two dragons in the lead looked at the towering city tower vigilantly and nervously. With the light around them, they actually sacrificed the body protection light shield. The other four dragons also sacrificed the body protection light shields one after another, turning their heads to look at Ao Wuyou on the dragon chariot and the driver who was driving.

In front of them, colorful lights woven into a thick light curtain, like a giant bowl that was pressed down, covering the majestic city.

And this "bowl" has a concave "block" directly in front of the dragon chariot. This "block" is a towering city tower. There are no light shields in front of the city tower and on both sides. From a distance, two rows of armored soldiers stood neatly. The armors on the more than ten armored soldiers at the front vary in color, including gold armor, silver, black and blue. The row of armored soldiers standing behind these more than ten armored soldiers all had golden armors, with a number of more than a hundred.

In the Sky Eagle Guard, the golden armor represents the celestial immortal cultivators. If the rows of armor are all from the Sky Eagle Guard, that is to say, there are hundreds of celestial immortals gathered on the city tower at this moment, and the only one who can stand in front of the celestial immortals is the Golden Immortal Elder.

That rich murderous intent came from these soldiers.

"What does Yaoguang City mean? Treat us as enemies?"

A short and fat demon general murmured, his face gloomy.

"I don't know how to lift up!"

The black-armored demon general who slapped Tieying twice took over the conversation and even snorted in his nose, but there was a hint of timidity in his eyes.

It was not only him who was afraid, but the other demon generals also had gloomy faces, fear and vigilance in their eyes.

Some people also looked at Ao Wuyou and looked at the young man with silver armor.

The young man in silver armor looked up at the distance, looking calm, but his two sword eyebrows couldn't help but flick.

Ao Wuyou's face was a little gloomy, and he suddenly snorted coldly in his nose and said, "Red Blood... Where is it!"

The sound was not very loud, but a little low, but the sound echoed in the hundreds of miles of heaven and earth in an instant.

"Where is...what is...whether is!"

The sound hit the moat light curtain, turning into echoes and shaking in the air. The void ripples appeared, sweeping like waves from the dragon chariot to the Yaoguang City location. The moat light curtain actually trembled.

While asking this sentence, a magnificent spiritual pressure also fell from the sky, hitting Yaoguang City like Mount Tai, and hitting the soldiers on the city tower.

The armored soldiers on the city tower tightened their shoulders, and their bodies seemed to be pressed by mountains. They instinctively cast spells to resist them. Various rays of inspiration swayed around them. The bones in the bodies of many golden armored soldiers crackled, and some people actually felt their knees weak and they were about to kneel to the ground, and their faces changed.

This pressure is too strong, and it seems that only the strong people in the Daluo realm can release such powerful spiritual pressure.

Suddenly, light and shadow flashed in front of the soldiers' eyes, and a ball of red flames soared into the sky, condensed in the air, turning into a huge blade of thousands of feet.

As the red flame soared into the sky, the powerful pressure that was almost overwhelming the cultivators retreated instantly and became weaker. As the huge flame blade that was thousands of feet long was formed, the pressure was further weakened.

A tall figure emerged from the crowd, wearing blue-gold armor, which was Qinglin, and the role he played at this moment was Bi Shengtian.

On the left side of the green scale, Mo Luo, who was wearing black armor, also took a step forward. A light flashed in his palm, and a mountain knife was added. Mo Luo's identity has always been Bi Shengtian's clone, who was in charge of the Sky Eagle Guard.

"beat!"

A clear woman's voice also sounded at this moment.

The owner of the voice was Zhao Qing in silver armor. She was standing on the right side of Qinglin, and on her right side were Leng Huan, Zhao Ju, Murong Piaoxue, Jiang Yu, Chuxian, and Zhang Jing.

On the left side of Mo Luo, there were Burning Heaven Demon Lord, Ming Jian Zhenren, Beigongye, Bu Ji, Lei Zu and two Golden Immortal Cultivators.

With Zhao Qing's "hit", the sixteen golden immortals either swung their fists, raised their palms, summoned wind, or attracted thunder... and launched attacks. Immediately, the light in the hands of the cultivators flashed. As their arms swung, spiritual lights flew, and magic weapons such as swords, axes, guns, shields, etc. were sacrificed in the air.

At the same time, the sky above Qinglin's head was shining brightly, flames were flying, and a thousand-foot giant was born out of thin air. Hulala, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was shaking, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth within thousands of miles was attracted, and they all rushed towards this Dharma image.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and fists and palm shadows soared into the air. In a flash, it had reached the sky above the dragon chariot and smashed down in a strong wind. At the same time, thunder and balls of flames also emerged from the sky above the dragon chariot and smashed downwards.

The first huge blade that Qinglin sacrificed first appeared above the dragon chariot and slashed downward, with the target being Ao Wuyou.

Immediately afterwards, sword lights, flying swords, long swords, flying axes, and big axes drew out lights, tearing open the voids, and headed straight for the dragon chariot to kill.

Behind the Golden Immortals, a group of celestial immortal cultivators quickly formed six square formations, arranged in six directions, and sacrificed magic weapons one after another. They looked closely and saw that the first on the left and the second on the left were two dense piles of flying swords, and the other four formations were swords, guns, axes, and hammers.

Although the celestial immortals in these six square formations all sacrificed magic weapons and formed a formation, they quickly accumulated their power and did not trigger them.

In addition to these six square formations, a group of celestial immortals quickly moved behind Qinglin. The flames and golden lights flew around them, and the flames and golden lights soared into the sky and poured into the body of the Dharma Image Gold sacrificed by Qinglin.

The fiery golden light also flew around the bodies of many golden immortals such as Burning Heaven Demon Lord, Hammer Immortal, Jiang Yu, Zhang Jing, etc., and entered the body of the Dharma phase sacrificed by the Qinglin. The spiritual pressure in the body of this Dharma phase quickly climbed.

"You... Damn!"

Ao Wuyou's face turned ashen, his figure shook, and he left the dragon chariot. With a wave of his sleeves, a loud bang, and a golden light soared into the sky. A huge hand of heaven emerged out of thin air. His palm was facing the sky and slapped hard at the attack that flew down from the sky.

In just one blow, about 30% of the attacks were shattered by this big hand.

The silver-armored young man turned into a silver light and soared into the sky when Ao Wuyou left the dragon chariot. But he did not rush forward, but flew behind the dragon chariot, as if he wanted to avoid the attack falling from the sky.

"court death!"

"Damn it!"

“Bold!”

"Damn it!"

The other demon generals flew up one by one, cursing and fighting back. Even the two dressed banshees jumped out of the dragon chariot to fight back at the first time. Only the coachman did not leave the dragon chariot. With a long whip in his hand, the whip shadows soared into the sky, facing the attacks falling towards the six dragon dragons.

This coachman took action quickly and vigorously. Judging from his cultivation and magical power, he seemed to be higher than all the demon generals.

Among these ten transformed demon generals, there are as many as four level ten monsters, and the other six are good at level nine monsters. But the demons never expected that the other party would fight as soon as they say they were fighting. Moreover, a group of golden immortals took action together. The sky was filled with fist shadows, palm shadows, flames, and thunder dodged this and could not dodge that one. After just shattered these fist shadows, palm shadows, a dense sword shadows were already attacking. Immediately, the sound of breaking through the air made a loud noise, and a dense flying sword attacked, with hundreds of flying swords.

There was a golden spear in Ao Wuyou's palm. As his arm swayed, gun shadows soared into the sky, and he easily broke through the falling flames of swords. However, the sword light was fast and came continuously. Although Ao Wuyou could break through the sword light, he could not clone him to help other demon generals resist the attack.

The one who attacked Ao Wuyou was the Dharma image above Qinglin's head. Flame sword lights roared. At this moment, this Dharma image gathered many golden immortals, the true fire spirit in the bodies of more than twenty celestial immortals, and the exposed spiritual pressure was approaching Ao Wuyou.

The roar suddenly made a big noise, and the six teams of immortals took action, and they all sacrificed their flying swords, flying axes, swords and guns. The light and shadow were everywhere, densely packed.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether these flying swords and axes were sacrificed by the celestial immortal cultivators or the golden immortals.

Several screams came one after another. How could those celestial fairy demon generals block such a heavy rain attack? In a moment, four people died tragically, including the two banshees. The two banshees were dressed in cool clothes, without armor protection, and their own strength was not strong. They were directly hit by the flying sword, with flesh and blood flying and blood rain flying.

The roar of the Qiu Jiao came immediately. Although the flesh of these Qiu Jiao was strong, their bodies were huge and easier to be hit. However, they were still tightly tied by the chains and could not break free from the chains. Although they shattered a lot of attacks with their teeth and claws, the coachman blocked a lot of attacks for them, but they were still hit.

In the bloody rain, three dragons were blown up, and their bodies were nailed with flying swords and flying axes. Although the other three heads were not blown up, they were covered with bruises. The dragon chariot was dragged down by the three headless dragons and flew towards the ground.

"Damn it!"

The coachman's eyes were so angry that he rose up into the sky, leaving the dragon chariot, waved his long whip, and whip shadows wrapped in lightning arcs torn apart the void and flew up the city tower, and his figure followed the whip shadow and rushed towards the city tower.

A black light suddenly appeared in front of him. The sword light was only a hundred feet long, but the cold air emitted from the sword light made the driver shudder involuntarily. The speed of the sword light also made his mind twitch and suddenly stopped. The soft whip in his hand shook, and it shook straight like a spear, and rushed straight to the sword light.

Boom, the sword light shattered, but the soft whip in the driver's hand was cut off by the sword light, and his figure flew back like a cannonball.

Another sword light came in front of me, and behind the sword light, there were a pile of bright white flying swords. These flying swords exuded endless coldness. Wherever the sword shadow passed, a layer of white cold mist appeared in the void.

The driver's face turned pale in an instant, and he roared and waved his soft whip and hit him hard. But for some reason, the speed of his whip shadow was about twice as slow as before. He shattered the sword light, but could not break the flying sword. Moreover, there were as many as thirty-six flying swords. Flying towards him from all directions, a few flying swords slashed on the driver's body, piercing blood holes on his body. But the next moment, the blood hole had turned into an ice hole. With a sizzling sound, the driver's body formed a thick white ice shell, and his body fell to the ground as if it was frozen.

Bang, with a muffled sound, a flying sword pierced the coachman's head!

Mo Luo's magical powers were better than this coachman, and Leng Huan's magical powers were no less weak than this coachman. One sword light contained numbness, and a flying sword contained the Xuanyin true energy that could freeze the blood of the soul in the blink of an eye. The strong team joined forces, but this coach was different from other demon generals. He didn't even wear a piece of armor. He didn't expect that Mo Luo's sword light could not reach out to block it.

Leng Huan succeeded in one blow, his heart moved at will. The flying swords turned and rushed to the red-faced demon general to kill him. The red-faced demon general's strength was second only to the coachman, and was stronger than other demon generals. Now the counterattack is the most fierce.

In the other direction, three groups of flying swords also changed directions one after another, and rushed to the red-faced demon general to kill him.

The real person Mingjian, Murong Piaoxue, and Jiang Yu also set their sights on this red-faced demon general.

In the blink of an eye, the red-faced demon turned into a bloody rain.

"Stop, you are looking for death!"

Ao Wuyou's roar was like thunder, overshadowing all the roar, his expression was distorted, and blue veins burst out on his forehead.

The golden spear in his hand stabbed several times, shattering the sword light that slashed out from the golden body crafts. His figure shook and rushed towards the golden body crafts like teleportation, directly hitting the golden body crafts. The light was shining around him, and a piece of golden armor was draped on his body.

On weekdays, he dislikes the one who charges the front the most, but at this moment, he just wants to rush to the city tower and poke the cultivators on the city tower one by one under the golden spear.

With a loud bang, the golden body magic image was directly smashed by Ao Wuyou. After Ao Wuyou penetrated the golden body magic image, he stepped downwards and rushed towards the top of the city. He shook the golden spear in his hand and stabbed the green scales at the front of the crowd with a gun.

Two sword lights, one red and one black, came towards us, and the green scales and the magical ones waved their swords to fight.

Another flaming sword light soared into the sky, followed by two sword lights piercing Ao Wuyou's chest. The flaming sword light was in five colors. The moment the sword light flew, the void turned into a purgatory hot spot. Even Ao Wuyou, a real dragon in the Daluo realm, had a dry mouth and a scorching skin at this moment. He couldn't help but want to retreat and stay away, unwilling to be hit by the sword light.

This sword was cut out by the Burning Heaven Demon Lord, who had never taken action. He gathered tens of strength and was waiting for a strong enemy to come to him.

With a loud bang, the sword light, the gun shadow, and the sword light collided and shattered. Ao Wuyou, who was rushing towards the city, flew back like lightning with this force and stayed away from the city. He was already a bloody courage and anger, but he found that the city was too dangerous, and he instinctively wanted to retreat.

After the gun shadow, sword light and sword light shattered, it turned into flames all over the sky. Golden light and black flames flew towards the city. The hot breath and violent spiritual pressure made the cultivators on the city one by one crying and complaining secretly.

However, there were scattered winds, thunders, sword lights flying up in time, and shields flew over and blocking the heads of the cultivators.

Amid the rumbling sound, flames, black lights, and golden lights sprinkled around, and a shield was hit by a huge force, flying downwards and hitting the group cultivator.

However, this danger has been removed from the weakest and has little lethality to the cultivators.

The cultivators had a clear division of labor, including attacks and defenses. The way of attacking the group formation was already very familiar to the cultivators on the city at this moment, and had developed muscle memory. Even if their brains could not react, their hands and feet could keep up.

The sword lights and sword shadows roared towards Ao Wuyou. Ao Wuyou danced wildly in his hand, fighting and retreating.

"symbol!"

Zhao Qing's voice sounded again, and behind him, two teams of celestial immortal cultivators raised their hands together and sacrificed the talismans they held tightly in their hands.

Rumbled, the space was twisted, and flaming sword lights and lightning arcs surged into the sky. Each sword light and every thunder were no less than the full-strength attack of the Golden Immortal Cultivator. These more than forty talismans were all tenth-level talismans and treasures at the bottom of the talisman's box. Among them, eight talismans were refined by Li Yu himself. Their power was so great that only one was sacrificed, and even a golden immortal like Zhao Qing could not resist it.

A sword light and thunder wrapped Ao Wuyou's figure in the middle.

After a loud roar, thunder and fire were flying all over the sky, including a ball of thunder and fire as big as acre, but it soared into the sky. In this ball of thunder and fire, Ao Wuyou danced and shattered, and the dragon scales and golden armor on his body shattered into big holes. The exposed skin and skin were charred, and blood was sprayed in his seven orifices. The spiritual pressure inside his body was as weak as a golden immortal.

At this moment, in the other direction, thousands of miles away from the city tower, there was a loud bang, and the huge bowl-like moat light shield actually broke a big hole. The silver-armored young man stared at the big hole for a few glances, took a deep breath, and his figure shook, and rushed into the big hole with his long sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!