When more than twenty monks climbed over the palace wall and appeared in front of the central palace of Wuya Palace, it slowly raised its head and a red light flashed in its helmet.
"Click". Holding a black mountain spear in his hand, he slowly stood up.
It seems that if you want to enter the palace, you have to pass this level.
"This is the iron guard in front of the palace. I fought with it forty years ago. I teamed up with other monks to destroy it once. I didn't expect it to return to its original state. I just don't know its strength compared to forty or fifty years ago.
Is there any change a few years ago? Everyone, who among you is willing to give it a try?" Li Zhanqiang said sternly.
The Iron Guard was like a cold iron tower, striding forward and blocking the huge palace with its spears. Before the monks could forcefully break into the palace, it stood still. Only the strange red light flashed in its eyes from time to time, reminding the monks that it was a
"living things".
Li Zhanqiang asked the cultivators on the left and right who would be willing to step forward to test its power.
The monks were suspended in mid-air, silent for a moment, no one wanted to risk their lives easily.
A high-level True Yuan monk wearing colorful clothes rushed out and said in a loud voice, "This Iron Guard looks like it must be very strong. Let me, Hu Renfeng, come and test its power."
As he spoke, he opened the beast bag on his waist and released a fifth-level red-skinned demon python.
The ferocious triangular head of this monster python reveals several feet-long fangs, which are more than five feet long.
This kind of demon python is famous for its extremely strong defense and natural brute force. Its scales are a natural defensive weapon.
To any true warrior present, this is a ferocious python that cannot be underestimated.
The red-skinned demon python showed a fierce look in its eyes and swam toward the tall iron guard in front of the palace while spitting out snake letters.
Before pounced on it, it hesitated. After all, it was just a monster. It couldn't feel how much of a threat the cold iron guard in front of it was. It had never encountered such a lifeless opponent before.
The monks did not take action but were all staring at the actions of the fifth-level red-skinned demon python and the iron guard. They wanted to see how powerful the only iron guard guarding the Wuya Palace was.
Under the urging of the monk surnamed Hu, the red-skinned demon python jumped fiercely and bit Bin Tiewei's leg. Its tail curled around half of Bin Tiewei's body. Although it was five feet long, but for a Gundam
Compared to the ten-foot-long Bin Tiewei, it still looks much smaller.
Bin Tiewei's eyes flashed red and he finally moved.
It moved slowly, turned its wrist and stabbed the iron spear at the demon python. The mottled and almost rusty mountain spear was indestructible. One shot pierced the hardest scales on the top of the demon python's head, and the demon python's huge body was cut off.
The head was pierced through and stuck firmly on the head in front of the palace.
The brains of the red-skinned demon python exploded, and the red brains splashed everywhere. The snake struggled violently for dozens of times, and its tail left deep marks on the rock.
Bin Tiewei only fired one shot, so fiercely that he didn't make any unnecessary moves.
The demon python twitched for a while and then became silent.
"What level of puppet guard puppet is this? Can it kill a fifth-level monster python with one shot?" The monks were stunned and took a breath of air.
In shock, they all stepped back several feet, each holding their magic weapon in front of them, guarding against the black mountain-climbing spear of the Bin Tiewei. They felt fear in their hearts for this inconspicuous mountain-climbing spear.
This iron guard can kill the fifth-level demon python with one spear, which also means that the mountain-climbing spear can pierce the chests of these true monks. Even if the defense cover is turned on, wearing armored magical weapons may not be able to block the mountain-climbing spear.
spear.
Especially that monk Hu Renfeng. The pale-faced red-skinned demon python had been raised for nearly a hundred years before it reached the strength of a fifth-level beast. He had made countless military exploits.
The iron guard was pierced to death with just one spear, which was equivalent to cutting off his arm, causing him heartache and almost vomiting blood.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked in his heart that this Bin Tiewei was not a puppet at the level of true essence, but should be a puppet at the level of a real person.
No wonder Li Zhanqiang said before that the puppet guard puppets in the palace are far beyond the lightning and thunder eagles outside. A puppet of this level is enough to kill a true monk with one shot.
Yuwen Zhouyuan followed the monks back, calmly pressing his hand on the storage bag at his waist, ready to take out the Flying Snake King Wing at any time and use "Compressed Space" to escape. His strength.
In front of this terrifying iron guard, the only way out is to escape. There is no chance of any luck at all. If you want to fight, let others fight.
Li Zhanqiang was perhaps the only one among the monks who remained calm enough. When he saw that the red-skinned demon python was dead, he let out a small sigh of relief. This was because his performance from the shot fired by Iron Guard just now seemed
, it is not much more powerful than forty or fifty years ago. If we could kill it forty or fifty years ago, we can do it now.
Thinking of this, Li Zhanqiang felt somewhat confident.
"This is comparable to the previous real-life junior monk puppet. This iron guard's offensive and defensive strength is super strong. However, it has only one weakness, that is, its speed is not fast. Everyone, go all out and be careful when it attacks the mountain.
Spear, don't get too close to it, otherwise one shot will kill you." Li Zhanqiang said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a Qiankun Double Wheel Magical Instrument that was several inches in size and radiant with golden light was shot out of his mouth. This spinning wheel surged in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was already several feet in size. It rolled towards the Iron Guard under the strong wind.
This is the primordial magic weapon that Dongyang Sect leader Li Zhanqiang is famous for - the Qiankun Double Wheel. The Qianlun is a defensive magic weapon. It is round and edgeless. There is also a smaller Kunlun hidden in the middle of this Qianlu.
It appears dim under the light of the wheel. It has a sharp edge and is famous for its sharp attacks.
"Essence Magical Artifact." Upon seeing this, the monks present no longer hesitated. They all used their own powerful attack methods.
For a moment, the powerful magic weapons were blasted towards the Iron Guard with all their strength.
While Yuwen Zhouyuan shot the Feijian Magical Artifact away, he curiously looked towards the Heavenly Kunlun. This was the first time he saw a monk using the Yuanshen Magical Artifact. The light and power of the Heavenly and Kunlun Wheels were overwhelming.
All magic weapons present.
The red light flashed in the eyes of the Bin Tiewei, and the mountain spears danced wildly.
But what happened next left all the monks stunned.
"Clang, clang". Accompanied by dozens of loud noises, Bin Tiewei was knocked back several steps by more than 20 magical weapons.
Take a closer look at Bin Tiewei's body. There is only a crack that is obviously several feet long and several feet deep. This was left by the Kunlun Magical Artifact. No other parts of its body were harmed.
Bin Tiewei lowered his head and glanced at his chest, his eyes flashing red, as if he was furious. It was a high-level puppet guard puppet, and its attack power and defense power were almost comparable to those of a junior Dan monk. How could it stay where it was?
The monks launched attacks recklessly.
Bin Tiewei suddenly crouched slightly upward, then leapt forward, rising dozens of feet into the air, and the mountain spear he held tightly in his hand was thrown out with great force.
Even though its movements are not fast, its attack speed is not comparable to that of ordinary Zhenyuan monks.
All the Zhenyuan monks were floating in mid-air, deliberately keeping a safe distance of nearly one to two hundred feet from the iron guards in front of the temple.
The Iron Guard is extremely heavy and seems to be unable to fly. In their opinion, such a long distance should be relatively safe. Even if the Iron Guard is strong, it may not be able to attack them.
But who would have thought that the Iron Guards would use this spear-throwing long-distance attack method? When the monks saw this, they were horrified and hurriedly fled to avoid the deadly giant mountain-opening spear.
For high-level Zhenyuan monks, their speed is extremely fast, so it is not too difficult to escape this spear.
But for the low-level monks of Zhenyuan, this spear is too fast and their escape speed is too slow.
The two novice Zhenyuan monks could only watch the mottled black spear getting bigger and bigger in their eyes.
The mountain-breaking spear shot through the middle of the group of monks, and several screams suddenly sounded in the air. The five Zhenyuan monks who were the slowest to react were hit by the mountain-breaking spear and fell to the ground.
On the spot, two low-level Zhenyuan monks were pierced by mountain spears and died on the spot. Three other middle-level Zhenyuan monks were hit by gunfire and were seriously injured and fell to the ground.
More than twenty True Essence cultivators lost nearly a quarter of their casualties in the blink of an eye.
The remaining high-level and intermediate-level Zhenyuan monks flew higher in fear to avoid becoming the target of the iron guards' spears again.
Of course, they did not dare to stray too far from the inner palace, otherwise they would attract swarms of lightning and thunder eagles far away from the ruins, which would also be a big trouble.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was currently flying in the air on his flying sword, still in shock.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan saw Bin Tiewei half way down, he felt something bad in his heart. He hurriedly flew back with his sword, when Bin Tiewei projected the mountain-opening spear.
Yuwen Zhouyuan just flew out of the range where he was shot by the mountain spear.
Among the three low-level Zhenyuan monks who came to explore the inner palace of Wuya Palace this time, two of them were already lying underneath.
All the living Zhenyuan cultivators were in shock. Guang looked strangely at Yuwen Zhouyuan, a low-level cultivator who seemed to only have the third level of Zhenyuan cultivation.
At that time, how did they know that Yuwen Zhouyuan had reached the Dzogchen level of the True Yuan stage?
None of them are blind, so they naturally saw the scene just now. Just when the iron guard was about to throw the spear, Yuwen Zhouyuan was prepared to retreat in advance, so he became the only low-level true monk who survived.
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The iron guard killed and injured five monks among them with a spear. Li Zhanqiang's face became ugly and gloomy. Only by stepping over the body of the iron guard did he enter the huge infinity in front of him.
In the Ya Palace Palace.
The mountain spear flew around in the air and returned to the hands of Bin Tiewei.
Many Zhenyuan monks flew to a height of four to five hundred feet in the air, staying away from the range of the Iron Guard's mountain-opening spears to ensure their own safety.
Of course, such a distance is safe. It is difficult for the Iron Guards to hurt them, but they cannot attack the Iron Guards. There is a distance limit for using divine consciousness to control magic weapons to launch attacks. Controlling it from too far away
The magic weapon has no power at all.
For a moment, many monks and the iron guard were in a stalemate.
"Brother Li, the armor of this iron guard is surprisingly hard, and the spear can be projected far away. Its strength is by no means ordinary. The last time the passage was opened, the five major sects dispatched more than fifty true essence monks to attack together.
, killed and injured several people, and then destroyed him. This time our manpower was reduced by more than half, and there were only eleven high-level Zhenyuan monks. The rest were intermediate and junior Zhenyuan monks. Is there anything Brother Li can do?
Take it?" Yu Haiqing stepped on a flying sword and asked solemnly.
Yu Haiqing is one of the few high-level monks who can remain calm under the attack of the Iron Guards.