When the king of Zhenbei heard this, he smiled instead of being angry.
He slowly opened his mouth and said——
"This spear move, I, only used one successful power."
Xie Qixing's expression suddenly solidified.
While King Zhenbei was speaking, he waved his spear again.
This time, the swing was not as fast as before, but it was extremely slow and had the ghost of the gun blade...
Before the spear could stop, the space was already shattered like glass.
"Look at me, a mortal, with all my strength. Can you, an immortal, block it?"
The powerful and majestic voice of King Zhenbei seemed to come from all directions.
With this blow, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the avenue became obsolete...
The entire area around the Forbidden Mountain Peak seemed to have fallen into endless darkness and dead silence at this moment.
Only the two stars in the sky, the Taiyin and the Sun, were particularly dazzling at this moment, their rays of light seemed to pierce the sky.
One shot was fully swung.
If there is a dragon roaring.
The golden spear force came over instantly like an overwhelming force.
Wherever the gun passed, even the space was destroyed and shattered. Then, the golden energy passed by, and the space was restored.
Broken several times and restored several times.
The cycle goes back and forth.
Xie Qixing's face was so solemn that it was extremely difficult to see.
He originally wanted to hide, but found that he had no way to hide.
The golden spear was like a towering city wall, attacking at him at a speed that seemed extremely slow but was actually extremely fast.
At this moment, even the emperors and princes on Lutai, the world's masters on the mountainside, and the common people and merchants in Jinling City all stopped to stare at it.
This is such a terrifying gun sight that they have never seen before...
It's like a divine punishment from heaven.
It's like everything is unified.
Xie Qixing's spiritual power suddenly emerged as if it were real.
He suddenly rose up in the air and used all the strength of the ninth-level Dao Dharma Immortal Lord, causing various powerful and strange magic array patterns to constantly appear and change in the space around him.
"Purple Spirit True God Altar Block!"
Recite the mantra.
Countless magical formations that had changed before appeared at the same time, turning into a huge purple lotus altar.
Heading straight towards that domineering golden spear.
After one blow.
For a moment, it was as if everything was completely silent.
Xie Qixing slowly landed.
There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth...
Behind him, the originally continuous mountains were affected by the aftermath of the gunfire, exploded instantly, and disappeared without a trace as if they had been obliterated by the supreme divine power.
"Yan Dong, you are very strong."
"...No wonder the senior sister would like you."
Xie Qixing wiped away the blood on his mouth.
He straightened his body and said with a deep smile——
"...If you had been born in my era, when the original energy was inexhaustible, you would have become the supreme martial god in the world."
"...It's a pity that you were born in this era, this era has been messed up by that guy Jihua Immortal Lord."
As Xie Qixing spoke, his expression gradually became crazily distorted.
"Yan Dong, do you know why the ninth-level Taoist Immortal Lord is definitely stronger than the ninth-level warrior?"
King Zhenbei ignored Xie Qixing's question.
He looked at the opponent indifferently, and his consciousness sensed how much effective damage he had caused to the opponent with his just blow.
He was thinking about how certain his next blow would be to kill him directly.
Xie Qixing continued to ask and answer: "Because, we are immortals! The most powerful thing among immortals... is their magic weapon!"
As he spoke, a ray of light appeared from the void.
Xie Qixing held his right hand in front of his body, as if he had caught the ray of light...
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An extremely gorgeous long sword like light appeared in Xie Qixing's hand.
When King Zhenbei saw the long sword, his originally calm eyes suddenly seemed to be burning with fire.
He clearly remembered the appearance of this long sword...
He is exhausted.
Trying to stay calm.
"This sword of yours is Mengyun's sword back then."
Xie Qixing smiled and did not deny it.
He then explained -
"This long sword is the number one divine weapon in the world - [Light Condensing Sword]!"
"...This is also the magic weapon of Immortal Ji Hua. He left it to the chief disciple Senior Sister who was the guardian of Kunlun Temple, that is, your wife Liu Mengyun."
"...But now, this sword is my magic weapon."
Xie Qixing said, with a look of cleverness and occupation evident in his words.
"Senior Sister has no intention of practicing, but she possesses such high-quality talents and artifacts for nothing. I just... let these things play their due value."
"It was you who took away Mengyun's talent cultivation and portable magic weapon. It was you who killed Liu Mengyun!" King Zhenbei's voice was very cold and cold, but it also had a sense of coercion.
"Yes, so what?"
Xie Qixing didn't take it seriously at all. Update without error@
Upon hearing this, King Zhenbei slowly raised the tip of the [Overlord Spear] in his hand.
He suddenly raised his head, his face was ferocious and terrifying, his eyes flashed, and he said fiercely——
"You are already dead, Xie Qixing!"
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Zijin Mountainside.
Sword Saint Junxing and Iron Chariot were fighting together.
The fist blade is constantly moving, and the sword energy is full of energy.
In one moment, we hit the mountainside from the main peak to the peaks...
Tie Che is the most powerful among the seven.
His hands were covered with fist armor made of a layer of meteorite iron, and he fought fiercely with the Blue Sea Sword Saint for dozens of rounds without losing.
The battlefield between the two is also intentionally clearly separated from the others.
Their strength far exceeds that of the others, and if they are even slightly affected, they will be irreversible.
On Cao Xi's side, he naturally knew that it was impossible to really let the old man Sword Saint fight one-on-three.
If the old man really dies, the situation here will be very unfavorable.
He and the Sword Saint were working together to deal with the other four Iron Masked Men.
The situation is relatively tense.
The old sword sage has not made a move for more than 20 years, and now he is suddenly facing a fierce battle, and he is quite excited...
His rusty long sword began to become sharper every time he broke through the enemy's defense and cut into the enemy's body.
Every time he injures an enemy, the rusty sword seems to become smoother and brighter.
At this moment, the sword in the Sword Saint's hand finally became as sharp as a sword, faintly reflective...
"Everyone, be careful. This old man's knife is very strange and can suck human blood."
Tieshi covered his right arm that had just been scratched.
He keenly sensed the moment when the opponent's long sword broke through the body, and continued to suck the internal energy of his own blood.
The other Iron Masked Men also felt this and became on guard one after another.
The masters of the two sides faced off.
Cao Xi and the Sword Saint were fighting against many, and there were many wounds on their bodies caused by the Iron Masked Man, but fortunately they were not fatal.
The war situation is tense.
They observed Jun Xing's place, and even though they were one-on-one, they didn't feel at all relaxed.
Just as the sword string was tightening, there was suddenly an ethereal echo with infinite anger, resounding from the top of the mountain to the world...
"Xuan, the ancient ferocious beast——"
"Taotie!"
"chaos!"
"Qiongqi!"
"梼杌!"
The words fell.
The beast appears.
The four void gates opened on the top of the mountain, and four terrifying-looking ferocious beasts slowly emerged from the void.
The ferocious beasts are all ancient spirits and are powerful.
As soon as I stepped out, I felt that the entire sky was infected with blood.
"Kill me!"
The voice of command fell at the same time, and the four ferocious beasts left the Void Gate in unison.
On the mountainside.
Cao Xi and Sword Saint both looked a little ugly...
The four ferocious beasts just now were obviously summoned by Xie Qixing with the help of ancient artifacts.
They thought they might not be able to defeat such a frightening and powerful ancient beast, a legendary existence.
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Yan Dong on the top of the mountain may only be in bad luck.
The four Iron Masked Men who fought with them naturally saw the ancient ferocious beast in the Void Gate on the top of the mountain.
They secretly sighed——
"Zhenbei King Yan Dong was able to force Master to summon ancient ferocious beasts at great cost, and he summoned four of them at the same time!"
"...This kind of strength, I'm afraid even the senior brother can't compare to it."
Between fierce battles.
The Sword Saint swallowed silently.
Cao Xi warned in a cold voice: "Quickly kill the few people in front of you, and we will go to the top of the mountain to help Yan Dong."
The Sword Saint thought in his heart - Cao Xi would also say, it is possible for the four people on the opposite side to kill us, so how can we kill them quickly?
Who knows, the old man Sword Saint has not made any move yet.
This Cao Xi's aura suddenly increased greatly...
"What are you doing? Burn your own essence and kill yourself?!"
The Sword Saint warned urgently.
But Cao Xi ignored it, and the innate Qi around his body never strengthened...
He suddenly stepped out and struck with a claw, and the space around him was shattered.
Several men in iron masks hurriedly responded to the challenge and were caught off guard.
The Sword Saint saw this and secretly sighed that he felt ashamed.
Then, he also had a hard look on his face...
"Okay! Good on you Cao Xi, I will risk my life and go out today, no matter what!"
As he spoke, the Sword Saint drew the long knife in his hand across his left palm.
Blood flowed out, and the knife was like a greedy wolf, constantly devouring and absorbing...
In an instant, the long sword sucked blood and glowed brightly.
"I sacrifice my blood to this sword!"
The Sword Saint struggled to find these words through his teeth...
This kind of secret method can only be used three times in the life of the sword owner. After three times, he will die...
He had used it once before to save his life, and once during the decisive battle with Sword Saint Junxing.
And now, it’s the last time!
The long knife scratched, and the blood was still on the blade.
But after a few breaths, the blood stains completely disappeared...
Instead, the long knife suddenly ignited like a bloody demonic flame.
The Sword Saint's face turned pale.
But he suddenly raised the sword, and instantly blood shot into the sky, and a pillar of demonic flames appeared from the sword, shooting straight into the sky!
"I will repay the kindness of the princess with my life today!"
The Sword Saint's voice echoed through the mountains.
When the Iron Masked Men who were fighting fiercely with Cao Xi in the distance saw this, they were shocked and couldn't help but said:
"The blood-drinking demon blade?! It is the third blood-drinking demon blade on the "Artifact List"!"
"Quickly retreat, be careful of this knife!"
"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
Jun Xing and Tie Che fought among the mountain peaks. They had seen four ferocious beasts appear on the top of the main peak. Although Jun Xing was surprised, he could still stay focused and continue to fight.
And now, that familiar pillar of demonic flames suddenly appears...
Jun Xing was slightly stunned and murmured——
"This old guy is really desperate for his life."
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He also knows that there are constant crises at this moment...
First, four ancient ferocious beasts appeared, and now the old man Sword Saint was forced to fight for his life.
"That's all, they are all people who have lived for most of their lives!"
"...I'm going to risk everything today!"
While speaking, Jun Xing also swung his long sword fiercely, burning his essence, all his hair and beard floated up, and the attack became more fierce.
The iron car was unable to resist, and multiple wounds appeared all over his body, completely suppressed.
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At the gate of Purple Mountain.
Cheng Huanian shot an arrow and killed the last true disciple of Xie Qixing.
He is leading the sergeants to kill the remaining haggard Taoists...
Then there are some true disciples and spiritual beasts guarding the pass formation.
These Taoists in Zijin Mountain imitate the three thousand inner disciples of Yao Xian Sect, and there are also three thousand people in total.
But of course, these haggard Taoists are far less powerful than those true disciples.
There is no threat in the first place, so how can he be the opponent of Baima Yicong?
Cheng Huanian led his army to annihilate all these Taoists with almost no losses...
It's just a gap in the battlefield.
Cheng Huanian saw four ancient ferocious beasts suddenly appearing on the top of the mountain, and then there was a pillar of demonic flame reaching the sky on the mountainside.
Cheng Huanian deeply felt that this battle was full of dangers.
"Isn't the prince here yet?"
Cheng Hua read the words.
It was Yan Dong who specially asked Cheng Hua to stay here and brought a message to Yan Wulu.
Yan Dong told Cheng Hua that the prince would definitely come.
The "White Horse Yi Cong" beside him shook his head.
Cheng Huanian frowned slightly, and after thinking about it for a while, he said——
"I, the general, go up to assist the King Sword Master and others in fending off the enemy. You guys stay here, and when you meet the Crown Prince, say..."
As he spoke, a blue-gold waterspout appeared out of thin air and then disappeared.
Yan Wulu, on the other hand, has already appeared in the place where the waterspout disappeared.
Along with it, there were two more people...
Yan Wulu glanced around and immediately wanted to continue working his way up the mountain.
Cheng Huanian stopped him.
"Prince."
"General Cheng, what are you doing?" Yan Wulu's eyes were piercing.
Cheng Huanian's expression was very indifferent and not affected at all.
He seems to always have that paralyzed expression on his face...
"The king has an order asking you, the crown prince, not to go up the mountain."
"How can a father fight to the death in front while I, the son, watch from behind?!"
"This is what the king ordered."
Cheng Huanian said, and rarely added an explanation: "...The king said that this war with the immortals is the only war he is not sure about."
"...The king has asked you not to go up the mountain. As long as you don't go up the mountain, even if the king is defeated and dies, Emperor Daqian will protect you from the immortals."
"Oh."
Yan Wulu snorted lightly and said with great vicissitudes——
"...There is a blood feud. This battle cannot be avoided."
"...If my father is really defeated, Zhao Purui won't be able to protect anyone."
As he spoke, his expression turned firm and stern, "Today, I have to go up the mountain!"
Yan Wulu stepped forward.
Cheng Hua wanted to stop him, but found that he couldn't stop him at all.
Yan Wulu arrived at the front of the army in an instant.
"My fellow soldiers, my father and your king are fighting bloody battles on the top of the mountain at this moment!"
Under the gaze of all the sergeants, Yan Wulu shouted loudly -
"...I know that this battle is very dangerous!"
"...I also know that in this battle, even I will most likely lose my life, but I still want to fight up the mountain to help my father! I also want you to help me with your own efforts!"
Yan Wulu didn't know when he had already mounted a war horse, raised his arms and shouted——
"All officers and men, follow me and fight up the mountain!"
As he spoke, Yan Wulu drove his horse up the mountain, moving forward without hesitation.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
In the military formation, there was a sound of "killing" that resounded through the sky.
The Zhenbei Army was never afraid of fighting.
What's more, the king and the prince have personally led the battle, and many of them have long been unable to contain their fighting spirit.
The war horses moved together, and a large number of Zhenbei sergeants followed Yan Wulu to fight up to Zijin Mountain.
But many people are still looking at Cheng Huanian's face.
After all, they are the elites brought out by Cheng Huanian. Without Yan Dong here, they want to know what Cheng Huanian means...
And Cheng Huanian knew that the current crown prince was no longer something he could guess and stop.
"Kill him!"
"...Protect the King and the Crown Prince with all your strength!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Huanian was the first to rush out on horseback.
The remaining "White Horse Yi Cong" also followed closely.
For a moment, the horses' hooves trampled, the war horses roared, and the white-armored torrent went straight to the top of the Zijin Mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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