As the jade fragments splashed, a black light flashed away and sank into the pure jade bottle above Sirius' head. Suddenly, strange and fine black lines appeared in the flawless white bottle wall.
After the final explosion, Zhou Wenting's consciousness was completely silent, and her eyes lost the last luster.
Fengyang regained control of his body. Looking at the black lines emerging from the bottle, Fengyang's eyes filled with great fear: "No!"
But Fengyang's shouting could not change anything. The black lines in the purification bottle were so brilliant that in an instant, the entire purification bottle was dyed black.
The massive amount of spiritual power contained in the bottle exploded crazily and burned into a ball of black flames, burning the entire bottle to ashes in an instant.
This is a weird secret method. All the spiritual power on the living sacrifice magic weapon is used to burn the brand of divine consciousness attached to the magic weapon, and at the same time, it can cause a fatal blow to the spiritual consciousness that left the mark.
This purifying vase was originally the natal magic weapon of Fengyang's destiny cultivation and was closely related to Fengyang. At this time, the magic weapon turned into fly ash, and Fengyang's consciousness was burned by the secret method and suffered a fatal blow.
She could clearly feel that the power of her consciousness was disappearing.
At this time, Zhou Wenting's body was controlled by Fengyang, she held her head with both hands, her eyes were full of pain and unwillingness, and she screamed crazily:
"No! How could this happen? I'm not willing to give up after twenty years of hard work!"
Fengyang suddenly turned his head and cast his gaze at Sirius, who was flying away quickly, his eyes full of madness: "It's you! It's all your fault! I can't take it away, and you can't even think of getting out alive!"
After saying that, Fengyang stretched out his hand a little, and a red light shot out from his body, almost exceeding the limit of speed. He got ahead of Tianlang and instantly hit the boulder leaving the space.
In the violent roar, the huge bluestone shattered into pieces!
There was only one step left before Sirius could leave here, and even his right hand had already touched the bluestone. The broken stones flew in all directions and hit Sirius, leaving wounds all over Sirius' body.
Tianlang's face was gloomy to the extreme, and he looked at Fengyang fiercely. After sending the last blow, Fengyang also exhausted the last power of his consciousness. Zhou Wenting's body closed her eyes and went limp.
He fell to the ground.
Sirius gritted his teeth and wanted to rush over and pick up Zhou Wenting's body, but at this moment, a huge silver lightning struck his head, blocking Sirius's move.
Once the bluestone shattered, this space was no longer stable and began to collapse comprehensively.
The gloomy clouds in the sky couldn't help but push down, and huge ravines opened on the ground. Huge lightnings in the clouds rushed down one after another, sinking the cracked earth in pieces, and creating patches of chaotic mist.
Sirius was only blocked for a moment before the space in front of him was struck by lightning. His expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated.
The next moment, his original place of rest was sunk and collapsed by violent lightning.
A curtain of lightning and thunder struck, completely blocking Tianlang and Zhou Wenting, and even began to create mist of chaos.
Through the continuous lightning, Sirius took a distant look at Zhou Wenting, who was lying on the grass, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he retreated decisively, dodging left and right among the lightning bolts, seeking for a chance to survive.
But as soon as the bluestone shattered, the entire space began to collapse completely, and Sirius could not escape at all. As the scope of the collapse became larger and larger, the extent of the collapse became more and more violent.
Huge lightning struck down in pieces, and the dark clouds overhead fell down, crushing and annihilating them together with the ground. Even though Sirius reacted astonishingly, he was struck by the huge lightning and was seriously injured.
Soon, Sirius was forced to the edge of this space, and his range of activities became smaller and smaller. Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, he was about to be annihilated and disappear along with this space.
At this time, Sirius suddenly discovered that on the right side of his body, in the originally chaotic and misty edge area, there was a direction where the chaotic fog was very thin, and the scene behind was faintly revealed. It was vague and unclear, but it did not seem to be endless.
chaos.
This discovery immediately shocked Sirius, and he turned his head again to look at the small space that had begun to completely collapse.
When he saw a piece of land turned into ashes under the bombardment of thunder, Sirius' pupils suddenly shrank, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he rushed into the faint mist of chaos.
The moment his body touched the mist of chaos, Sirius screamed. Just a hint of chaos made Sirius feel like he was being crushed by everything. He was heartbroken, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
The next moment, the dark clouds in the corner of the space where Sirius originally stood were pressed down, colliding with the grass, annihilating each other, and forming a large area of chaotic mist, which was connected with the surrounding chaos and annihilated...
…
It was already noon, and the Wisteria Valley was in a mess. A thick stone pillar stood alone, and the surface of the stone pillar was covered with shallow fine lines.
Where the fine lines converged, there was an irregular piece of gravel. At this time, the gravel was full of cracks, cracked rapidly, and finally exploded with a snap.
Among the scattered stone chips, a piece flew up into the sky and was thrown hundreds of meters away. The sharp fracture cut open a piece of delicate skin, leaving a faint bloodstain.
Min Su stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face. He found that there was a faint trace of blood on his hand. He raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Kill me! Break through their last defense and take down Qingdan Peak!"
Behind Min Su, countless Qi Meng disciples were carrying green flags and waving magic weapons as they roared out, forming a green torrent and impacting the Shenyun defense line not far ahead.
Not far away, the Qi Meng monks led by the evil bat Zhou Li and others had already fought against the Shenyun monks. Along the front line, there were fierce battles everywhere.
Shen Yun's side dispatched three huge warships, carrying dozens of pill-forming monks. Their power was astonishing, and they shuttled through the crowd, sweeping through them.
However, the Qimeng side also dispatched three ancient chariots, which were pulled by several demonic beasts and struck horizontally, causing huge damage to the Shenyun monks.
After being attacked by Tianlang using a cunning plan, Shenyun's side was severely damaged and could no longer withstand the Qimeng Alliance's aggressive attack. After a hard stalemate for a whole morning, a comprehensive defeat finally began.
There were fierce fights everywhere, and the entire Qingdan Peak was in chaos, with countless casualties. Among the flashes of swords and shadows, three figures rose from the top of the Qingdan Peak. Seeing that they had defeated the Shenyun cultivator, their faces were all gloomy.
pole.
One of the old men in yellow snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and wanted to attack angrily, but at this moment, a cold snort came clearly, and three figures also appeared in the sky in the distance, giving off a violent
energy fluctuations.
Yang Xiong's eyes were like lightning, he stopped the movement of the old man in yellow, and said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Yang, are you trying to break the rules?"
The old man in yellow snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and remained silent. The monk surnamed Song in black clothes beside him said with a gloomy face: "Yang Xiong, don't be proud, this is just the beginning, what will be the final result?"
It’s still unknown!”
After finishing speaking, the monk surnamed Song turned to the mountain, used his spiritual power and shouted loudly: "Shenyun disciples listened to the order and immediately evacuated the battlefield. The resources on Qingdan Peak have been transferred elsewhere. The Qimeng Alliance wants this empty mountain.
Just give it to them!”
After hearing the order to retreat, the fighting spirit of the monk Shen Yun even decreased. Due to his slackness, the casualties increased greatly. Wu Qi's eyes almost burst into flames and he shouted loudly:
"Don't mess up! Maintain your formation and retreat slowly. The three warships will take cover behind you. All those who have retreated thousands of miles away from Qingdan Peak will immediately disperse and escape into the mountains and forests!"
I have to say that in this kind of battle, it is indeed very important to have a good commander to issue correct instructions.
Under Wu Qi's order, the Shenyun monks gathered together and slowly retreated. Once the Qi Meng monks pressed too hard, they immediately counterattacked to prevent a massacre.
Coupled with the intimidating cover of three warships, the Shenyun monks paid a small price and withdrew from the Jingdan Peak. Eventually, they were broken into pieces and quickly disappeared among the vast mountains, never to be seen again.
Chasing and waiting for the call of their respective generals' flags to reunite again.
Of course, there is another reason why the Shenyun monks were able to retreat so smoothly, and that is that the monks of the Qimeng Alliance were not willing to pursue them.
If the opponent was defeated and fled, they might rush up and kill them, but as the opponent evacuated in an orderly manner, everyone gave up this idea.
The battle has been won, and no one is willing to rush forward and fight desperately at this last moment. Wouldn't it be an injustice if they died under the counterattack of the Shenyun monks?
What's more, after a big battle, the mountains are filled with corpses and magic weapons scattered, and countless trophies are waiting to be harvested.
This is a great temptation for every monk. Who would give up the precious time of cleaning the battlefield to chase down the defeated soldiers at this time?
Seeing the Shenyun monks evacuating in an orderly manner, the expressions of the three Nascent Soul monks at the top of the Qingdan Peak softened slightly, snorted coldly, and then flashed away one after another.
In half a day, the Qingdan Peak was regained. The three Nascent Soul elders of the Qimeng Alliance were all happy, watching the countless shuttles flashing with sword light on the Qingdan Peak and quickly cleaning the battlefield. A long-bearded old man
He stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Yes, these disciples are really good, especially that Sirius, he is indeed a talent, we must keep him."
On the other side, a woman covered with gauze frowned slightly and whispered: "Since just now, Sirius has not been seen. As a general, he has disappeared. Where has he gone?"
Yang Xiong smiled slightly and said: "I do know where he is going. With the backup plan I have arranged for him, I believe there will be no problems."
"Oh?" The other two people looked surprised when they heard this and turned to Yang Xiong. But at this moment, a sword light flew quickly from the distance and stopped in front of the three of them.
The person came with great urgency. He stopped in front of the three people and immediately clasped his fists with his hands and said respectfully: "Disciple Ge Jun has seen the three ancestors. There is a situation in the Shenyu Mountain Range!"
When the three of them heard this, their expressions changed and they looked at each other. Yang Xiong said, "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
"Yes!" The disciple responded and said hurriedly: "Just yesterday, the skyscraper stone walls of the Shenyun Mountain Range suddenly glowed with golden light, attracting the attention of many people, and several Nascent Soul Ancestors from the Shenyun Mountain Range came in person.
Among them, the Shenhuo Palace is particularly concerned. It seems that the disciples who participated in the expedition have been transferred back. Many people gathered under the skyscraper stone wall. We did not dare to neglect, so we came back immediately to report."
"Sky-high stone wall?" The long-bearded old man squinted his eyes slightly and murmured: "No wonder the fight on Qingdan Peak went so smoothly today, and I didn't even see the Shenhuo Palace."
Yang Xiong's eyes also flickered, and he looked at each other with the other two people, then rushed over and said: "Go to Qingmeng Mountain quickly and tell the other ancestors this news."
Ge Jun did not dare to hesitate, responded, turned into a sword light and flew into the sky, while Yang Xiong and the other three looked at each other, flashed at the same time, and disappeared from the place.