The northern battlefield! Under the fan of Zhuge Liang's feather fan, a strong wind suddenly rose. In the sky, the strong wind rose from the northeast where he stood, heading towards the southwest! Mars and arrows falling from the sky were scattered, following the strong wind towards the southwest, which was exactly the location of the central hall of valokitesvara! The northern battlefield was dim and the strong wind swept, like a disaster in the doomsday! The eastern battlefield! Yuan Tiangang held a whisk in his hand and waved in the sky.

The dark clouds quickly covered the vast eastern battlefield. The dark clouds turned the entire eastern battlefield into black! Swish!! The whisk in Yuan Tiangang's hand rose! In an instant, lightning and thunder were heard! The dense lightning was hidden in the dark clouds. In the next second, a strong group of lightning burst out. The dense dark clouds were scattered, and lightning burst out in a mess. The entire eastern battlefield became an area of ​​lightning and thunder! "Rain, come!"

Yuan Tiangang looked up at the suppressed dark clouds and murmured.

The whisk in my hand emits a glimpse of blue light.

This light followed him pointing the whisk to the sky, and it was like a rushing up to the sky. The majestic blue light column penetrated vertically through the sky and into the sky! Crash!! Heavy rain fell! The heavy rain of lightning and thunder swallowed the sky of the entire eastern battlefield and also swallowed the falling arrows. Mars, in an instant, the flames disappeared in the eastern battlefield! Western battlefield! Liu Bowen held a seemingly ordinary brush in his hand. His brush sprinkled on the sky, emitting a faint blue light, and I don’t know what he was painting.

He seemed to be just tracing the air, but soon, as he waved his brush faster and faster, the earth shook violently! "What's going on?"

"The whole earth was trembling! The gas flowing in the air, also... seems to be thin!"

In the western battlefield, Zhao Yun, Guan Yu and others couldn't help but lead the large army back dozens of meters. The violent tremor caused panic among the western army. The old man from the Ming Dynasty shook the world of the western battlefield with one stroke! "A single stroke turns into ice!"

With the brush in his hand, he pointed a dot in the void.

Crazy! The western battlefield, at about seven thousand meters above the altitude, the air condensed in an instant, and cold air came in an instant. A layer of ice dome several meters thick condensed in just a few seconds! Cold warmth suddenly swallowed the western battlefield.

But for the undead, they will not feel the temperature changes, and naturally they will not cause harm to them.

The falling Mars and arrows hit the ice dome one by one, and the arrows cracked and Mars disappeared! And more arrows and Mars did not even have the chance to hit the ice dome, so they were quickly swallowed by cold air, and a faint smoke came out, disappeared into the empty sky. The arrows stopped abruptly and were frozen into ice arrows, falling on the dome.

now.

Qin Mo has returned to the ground.

He raised his head and stared at the changes in the three battlefields. The methods shown by the three Feng Shui masters who shocked ancient and modern times also shocked Qin Mo.

He had to admit that these three have strengths far beyond Grandpa Yun. After all, they are already giants in the Feng Shui world for thousands of years! Qin Mo's eyes slowly looked at the southern battlefield.

At this time, in the southern battlefield! A handful of beans in Guiguzi's hand was scattered on the ground.

The beans quickly sank into the black soil, and in a trance, the soil was broken through. One hand after another stretched out from the land in all directions, like zombies after another! Warriors in armor broke through the soil! Hundreds! Thousands! Tens of thousands! Tens of thousands! Until the end, a magnificent army was formed! One handful of beans planted a hundred thousand army! Guiguzi pointed to the sky calmly and said lightly, "Extinguish the fire for me!"

With his order, the hundred thousand bean soldiers jumped into the sky one after another. Qin Mo looked at their skills. In these two moves alone, each of them had at least the strength of fake immortals, or even above the level of immortals! Compared with the 100,000 troops jumping into the sky, the falling Mars and arrows were completely unfavorable.

Mars was swallowed directly by their mouths, and the arrow was grabbed by them and broke! And they were unscathed! Guiguzi turned to the Temple of the Dead, "Attack!!"

When the hundred thousand bean soldiers fell on the ground, they fought each other, saying it was a fight, but it was more like devouring. They were frantically devouring the bean soldiers around them. The number of the hundred thousand bean soldiers was getting smaller and smaller... and there was a bean soldiers! His size was getting bigger and bigger...! "That's so... mythical martial arts are too... too strong!"

"Spread beans into soldiers! This is Mr. Guigu's strongest martial arts, mythical-level martial arts!"

"For the past years, China has been the well-deserved founder of Feng Shui world! It has created the ancestors of Feng Shui theory!!"

People couldn't help but exclaim, and even the leaders on the city could not help but sigh.

Until the end... the ultimate form of bean soldiers was dozens of feet high, almost level with the Temple of Dead! It held a huge shield in its left hand and a giant mountain-opening axe in its right hand. It walked towards the Temple of Dead. Every step it took could cause earthquakes and tremors within a radius of dozens of miles. The earth cracked and cracked out winding cracks in all directions because of its walking. The air blew its arms and blew violently. It roared and roared. The strong sound waves actually caused the air around it to burst open, and sparks suddenly splashed in the sky! "This... what level of monster is this!"

Qin Mo, who is good at running away, has already run back to the city wall by people inadvertently.

He was afraid that this level of battle would instantly turn him, a fake immortal minion into ashes, and escaping was the only thing he could do.

The Han Emperor on the side sighed heavily, "Mythical monster!"

"myth?"

Qin Mo was shocked.

The so-called myth level is the same as Houyi and Chang'e! "Mr. Guigu himself is a predecessor who steps into the myth with one foot."

King Xiang Yu of Chu took the conversation, "The reason why Emperor Qin dared to make enemies everywhere before was that there were powerful Qin imperial troops, and the second was that there were two predecessors who had one foot into mythology, and the other was Mr. Guigu."

"Where is the other one?"

Qin Mo couldn't help asking.

Xiang Yu said, "Death God Bai Qi."

"Then what level are you?"

Qin Mo couldn't help asking.

The leaders looked at each other and smiled slightly. No one answered Qin Mo, and they ignored him directly.

Qin Mo was so angry that he really wanted to pat them on the forehead, but he didn't dare.

These people always look like this, as if they are a weak person, and many of them are not worthy of knowing it. They always show a faint smile at him. After all, they are also the leader of the real world, okay?

Forget it, if you don’t care about them, you will bypass them, Qin Mo thought.

He looked at the battlefield in the distance again.
Chapter completed!