Chapter 419 Changes

Clouds and fogs are locked, and the storm is like a rock.

The sky, which clearly has passed in winter, is particularly gloomy in the land of Taizhou.

Taizhou Man'an battlefield.

The earth shook, and the sound of killing shook the sky. There was light flashing and blood splashing everywhere.

Looking down from the sky, countless ant-like torrents are hedging.

Among them, the torrent of chaos is roughly divided into three camps.

One is red armor and the other is green armor. The two armor clothes are roughly the same, but the colors are different.

The third party wears very different clothes, either wearing feathered clothes or unknown armored clothes, and even their body shapes and faces are very strange.

The three are the Chixian coalition forces, the Dahuai troops, and the Qianyu army.

"Strike Wudao and kill Dahuai! All the generals follow me!"

During the chaos, a red-armored military man, more than four meters tall, held a painting halberd and roared loudly.

With the wave of the painting halberd, the surging blood and blood swelled, and the extremely powerful spirit swept around like a wave.

With just one slash, many of the green-armored soldiers and third-party soldiers within a radius of six or seven meters were as if they were hit hard, and their facial features began to flow out of blood.

Such a conspicuous record naturally attracted targets from the other two sides.

In just a moment, a spear like lightning shot from the darkness, a star-like hidden weapon hit the sky, and a big man like ape rushed over in the Thousand Feather Realm.

The Red Armored Army was obviously a physical cultivation, and there was a certain blessing on his body. The faint white light was connected to his surrounding comrades. Even if he was suddenly surrounded, his voice remained unchanged.

He swept across the halberd with one hand, knocked down the spear that shot in from behind, then pulled off the cloak behind him, swung it a lot, and covered many hidden weapons. Finally, he blew up the man with a few shots and knocked them back.

However, when the Red Armor Army was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, his body suddenly became stiff and motionless.

The next moment, dense white bugs emerged from their bodies.

The military man was shocked and covered the holes on his body crazily, and the rapid fluctuation of mind surrounded his body.

It’s a pity that the rushing spirit is filled with more and more buzzing white worms that make their scalp numb, dissolve the spirit, flesh, weapons, everything...

In a blink of an eye, the military man disappeared, and a large number of white insects flew around.

A vaguely, a figure with a cloak covering his face could be seen standing among the insects.

The originally chaotic battlefield was vacant with a large circle just because of the person.

Whether it is the real martial artist in Chixian, the master master, or even the great master, they do not evade and retreat.

Even the army on Dahuai is no exception.

After all, the Taoist magic of the Qianyu Realm is extremely terrifying. If a low-level martial artist is exposed to it, he will inevitably die in a very strange and painful way, and the range of he leaves is very wide.

"White Moth Road! The demons dare to act fiercely?!"

Among the red-armored soldiers scattered, Zhou Heli, wearing a red unicorn armor, showed up. He held both maces in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, and he shouted in a deep voice.

The shouts of scolding were as loud as thunder on the ground, and the earth seemed to be shaking.

Amid the roar, some of the moths that were originally sucked away were actually disintegrated and disintegrated involuntarily.

Zhou He should stand up with his two maces, and his mind burst out in circles.

As the air flow surged, a man wearing armor held a sharp edge, and two red flags crossed behind him appeared.

He also holds two maces in his hand, and has a long whip behind the crown.

——The unparalleled Dharma body of breaking the way.

It was cultivated by the Great Zhou royal family, the sutra of the Wushuang of the Dao, and the military formation cultivates strength, and the mind and momentum are combined. It is known as breaking the Dao and the emptiness, and the selflessness is unparalleled.

Zhou He looked around.

The chaotic army fought, and everything seemed to be still in Luojia Mountain, Huaizhou.

As soon as I thought about it, my eyes narrowed.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhou He took three steps in a row and ran towards the white worm figure.

With each step, the aura of his body became more fierce, and the Dharma body behind him became more solid. Even above his face, the vague fog began to dissipate.

A stream of mind that belongs to the level of Dharma body is like a snake that is out of the cage, rotating rapidly in the air, and the rewinding air flow becomes like a sharp blade, cutting everything around it.

Then the phantom of the double mace surrounding lightning was directly smashed.

A long gully was pulled out in an instant.

In Dahuai, soldiers from the Qianyu Realm were like being cut wheat. Under the surging spirit, anyone who dared to stay here would be as if they were struck by lightning, and in an instant, they would directly kill countless people.

Even the fierce bombardment ran through several battlefields, and the aftermath continued to move straight towards the figure among the white moth.

Flutter.

Before the large group of white moths were touched, they kept dissolving and destruction under the aftermath of the momentum.

The originally scattered moths gathered in one place, and the illusory figures were completely solidified.

The strong wind blew, and the figure raised his chin slightly, and the light fell under the puffy surface, but it was still a shadow.

"Zhou He..."

The weird tone spoke Chixian language, and the voice was a little pity.

"You don't understand, everything you do now is..." He opened his hands and made a strange mark.

“…Futility!”

The moment the words fell, a white glow suddenly emanated from the whole body.

Beams of light appeared and then split into lines. With just one stroke, Zhou He's violent blow was annihilated.

The next moment, it was like a source of pollution, causing layers of waves to flood all the people and things around it.

"The advantage of words and tongues, kill!"

Zhou He tilted his toes, his body was like a dragon with an abyss, his eyes were covered with gray light, and he instantly crossed more than a hundred meters. He held up the golden mace in his hand, drew an arc in the air, rolled up a surging airflow, and pressed down violently.

The alchemist who practices the immortal path of the Thousand Feather Realm has very strange magical techniques and moves. Under the True Lord, he cannot protect his body. If there is any mistake, he will be filthy and his death is extremely ominous.

But after the martial arts reaches Lin Zhenjun, the confrontation will reverse!

call!

The white moth alchemist raised his head, revealing an ordinary face, and a weird smile appeared on his face.

Just as the two maces fell, their figure was broken and turned into flying white moths.

The moths whistled and made a buzzing sound.

"Zhou He, I'm waiting here to seek immortality, but you're here to seek death..." The buzzing sound became louder and louder.

It is even extremely penetrating, which makes the weaker warriors and soldiers covering their ears in pain not far away.

At the same time, the white moths gathered together and turned into a giant moth with a back-shaped wing, a dense head and a compound eyes, and a pale abdomen filled with whirlpool symbols.

"Did you hear it?" The huge white moth soared into the sky and rushed straight towards the sun covered by dark clouds in the sky.

"The Daoyin is coming to an end!!"

The white moth is getting faster and faster, and suddenly it gives people the feeling of moths flying into the flames.

Bang!

A dull sound.

This is a heavy drumbeat.

"I'm sure that Immortals have achieved success, and I'm not bad..."

The next moment, the low prayer sounded from nowhere, and it filled every corner of the Man'an battlefield.

The white moth is getting faster and faster, and is getting farther and farther away from the ground.

"...Present feast!" The last word fell.

The sun, which was already covered by dark clouds in the sky, suddenly became dark.

Zhou He, who was about to take action, seemed to understand something, and his face changed drastically.

And at this moment, he saw the endless blue sky in the distance, and suddenly wrinkles appeared.

It is like flawless white paper, kneaded by a pair of palms.

Slowly, a human figure silhouette walked out.

He is not tall, but for some reason, giving people a feeling of trance.

At the same time, a deep ink blue color emerged from its body, slowly flowing towards the outside world like sea water, and then rendered around at an extremely fast speed.

The entire earth seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, surrounded by endless ink blue, with huge black shadows swimming by from time to time.
To be continued...