"Oh no, it's the prehistoric spiritual treasure!"

Wang Wenshan, who was fighting, looked at the violent sky in the sky, and his old face changed color instantly and couldn't help but roar.

Only the authentic prehistoric spiritual treasure can trigger such an amazing omen!

Wang Wenshan had been curious about what kind of treasure Zhang Daoling and the other five were urging, but it was so time-consuming and labor-intensive. Unexpectedly, the thing that was most worried about happened.

The ancient scroll tm turned out to be the authentic prehistoric spiritual treasure! Wang Wenshan's forehead was as if it had been hit by a hammer and stood there.

The Yunjian Continent has not appeared in the prehistoric spiritual treasures for tens of thousands of years. There are actually genuine prehistoric spiritual treasures in the northern continent? Wang Wenshan cannot accept this fact.

"Boom!"

The vortex of dark clouds in the sky became larger and larger, covering a thousand miles in a blink of an eye, covering the sky and the sun, and thunderstorms surged.

The border battlefield instantly turned from the sunny day to darkness, the sky and the earth were dark, like late at night. The strong wind was like a sharp sword, blew on people.

Everyone on the battlefield stopped fighting at the same time, looked up at the sky, showing a shocking and dull expression.

Zhang Daoling and five other Nascent Soul cultivators who urged the River Tu Luoshu to sweat all over and exerted the last spiritual power towards the ancient scroll in the sky.

Because the five people activate the Hetu Luoshu for a long time, their spiritual power was almost exhausted.

As the sky spread, a large number of spiritual inscriptions appeared on the surface of the ancient scroll, and the scroll began to slowly unfold.

With a loud "boom", a thick white light column rushed out of the scroll, shooting directly into the center of the dark cloud vortex in the sky. Then.

The dark cloud vortex rotates at high speed, and the five elements of the world in all directions were sucked into the vortex by crazy!

Suddenly, a huge golden fireball suddenly fell from the vortex.

The flames on the outer layer of the fireball gradually disappeared, and inside it was a dragon-headed and horse-shaped beast with golden flames, sharp claws, wings on the back, and red and golden scales on the body were dazzling.

"Qilin!"

Everyone's eyes widened and their minds were shocked.

Qilin is famous and is a top-level true spirit that is only a little lower than the real dragon and heaven and phoenix. Even the most mentally retarded immortal cultivator can recognize Qilin.

Wang Wenshan and the two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, Wang Wenshan and the strong man, were so scared that they gasped in a cold breath. They could not have thought that Zhang Daoling could actually summon the Qilin!

"roar!"

The fire unicorn opened its dragon head, roared to the sky, and its roar shook the sky, spreading thousands of miles apart.

This overwhelming momentum and oppression is definitely not condensed by illusions or illusions, but a real entity!

"Qilin, this is Qilin! Alliance Leader Zhang and others summoned Qilin!"

"Haha, Beiruk will definitely win!"

Some monks from the North Land on the battlefield yelled ecstatically.

The original battle situation of Feng Yue Lao Demon and other Northern Yuanying cultivators also showed joy. Zhang Daoling was indeed reliable and did not cheat them!

Donglinren's heart skipped a beat, staring at the fire unicorn in the sky, hoping that this unicorn was fake.

"Don't panic, it's just a false phantom of the Qilin. It's impossible for the human world to descend on a strange beast like Qilin!" Wang Wenshan roared with gritted teeth, and his voice was like thunder, which drove hundreds of miles.

Wang Wenshan felt a little nervous when he said this. After all, he was a phantom beast summoned by the prehistoric spiritual treasures, and his strength would not be weak no matter how hard he thought about it.

"Whether it is true or false, you all who are facing the mainland in the east will know for a moment."

Zhang Daoling said expressionlessly.

The wings behind the Fire Kirin suddenly pounced, and a huge spiritual pressure soared into the sky. A dense rain of fire suddenly condensed in the sky, like extremely dazzling meteors.

The scorching airflow instantly covered the battlefield, and the extremely terrifying high temperature could burn the cultivator's body. The monks in the battlefield all opened their spiritual shields to resist the overwhelming terrifying heat waves.

The fire unicorn roared, and the rain of fire fell in the sky was like a large-scale flame attack!

Although the summoned Fire Kirin is not sane, it can distinguish between enemies and us. The fire rain only attacks the monk Donglin, and it is astonishingly fast, which makes people unexpectedly caught off guard.

"Boom boom boom!"

It seemed as if countless red pops fell from the sky, and dense rain of fire fell.

The Nascent Soul cultivators could barely resist the erosion of fire rain, while the Jindan cultivators were not able to block this level of attack. In an instant, nearly half of the Donglin Jindan cultivators were burned into slag by the fire and died.

Several early-stage Nascent Soul monks in Donglin were also injured by fire rain.

A random long-range attack has such terrifying power. The danger of this Fire Kirin is too terrifying. Donglin people's scalp is numb and they all show a look of horror.

Wang Wenshan gritted his teeth. He could see that the spiritual power cultivation of this Fire Kirin was only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but his method of using spiritual power was unfathomable and had reached the level of the God Transformation Stage.

"Leader, this Fire Kirin is probably a projection clone summoned by a guy from the Northern Land using the prehistoric spiritual treasure. It's very difficult! What should we do?" The strong man had arrived beside Wang Wenshan at some point and asked with an anxious expression.

Wang Wenshan's old face was twisted and he shouted loudly: "It's just a projection clone, and it may not be impossible to deal with it! Let the three elders set up a yellow sand formation and trap this beast. We will find another way!"

The strong man immediately sent a message to the three elders of Donglin on the battlefield. The three elders of Donglin responded a few words, with a look of dirt.

The strong man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and then sent a message to Wang Wenshan: "The leader, I'm afraid it won't work! The three elders said that in order to deal with Shen Lang, they set up a yellow sand formation, and the formation was broken, and the three elders were also injured. Now they can't set up a yellow sand formation again for a while..."

"A bunch of waste!"

Wang Wenshan was so angry that he was embarrassed.

There is no way. If you can't control this Qilin, you will definitely lose this battle.

Wang Wenshan also gave up and directly ordered several Nascent Soul cultivators to attack Huo Qilin.

...

The golden great roc has reached the barren mountain south of the Holy Scar Canyon, which is located outside the canyon, and the wandering space cracks and innate clutch divine light are relatively thin.

After the innate magneto-light array in the Holy Mark Canyon was destroyed that day, the space cracks and innate clutch divine light in the canyon still exist, and the space in the center of the canyon completely shattered, becoming a Jedi.

As for the black flame left by the black dragon, it has long been burned out and has been absorbed by the space.

The entire canyon is deserted, and only the periphery is barren mountains. Due to the scattered space cracks and the protection of the innate clutch divine light, this is an excellent hiding place.

The cold poison on Shen Lang's body has not been removed and he is no longer able to fly further.

"Shen Lang, you are too seriously injured. Don't show off. Let's stop here and don't fly forward!" Su Ruoxue shouted, biting her teeth.

"good."
Chapter completed!