Seeing that Nan Youyue and Hongyun were so strong, Ji Sheng Demon Lord had a gloomy face and looked extremely dissatisfied.
But before he could say anything, Liu Changshou, Wu Ci and others came forward and said solemnly: "Liang Yan, as a member of Xuanxin Palace, has the responsibility to lead the army to fight. However, since he did not appear at the top of the city, he must have
First things first. Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, we must not fight among ourselves. We will find out what happened after we defeat the enemy."
"Of course."
Old Taoist Zuo Lin also nodded slightly and agreed with their statement.
The Supreme Demon Lord suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Humph! Let's not argue with him. After the enemy is retreated, the Xuanxin Palace will have its own fair judgment."
Everyone calmed down the dispute and stood at the top of the city. Looking around, they saw yellow sand filling the sky in the distance, dark clouds rolling, and a murderous atmosphere rushing straight to the top of the city. It was as if the world had collapsed, and only this city wall was still standing.
Resistance.
"Beiming's army is so powerful that they want to decide the outcome in one battle!" Fan Qingzhou exclaimed.
Wu Ci didn't say anything. He turned his magic eyes and looked from a distance. All he saw was a group of demons dancing wildly, and armies from all walks of life approaching. There were at least 20 million people, and their momentum was far superior to that of Nanxuan's defenders.
"The elites of the Northern Underworld Army have all come out. What's even more terrifying is that the number of poisonous people is far beyond imagination. There are at least nine million poisonous people among the 20 million army, and there are also purple poisonous people among them. It seems that this battle is indeed a battle for survival and destruction.
My heart is Nanxuan."
"Strange!" Zuo Lin frowned slightly and said, "Li Yile clearly said when he sent the message that the number of poisonous people in Beiming's army has dropped sharply and has begun to shrink the front line. Why are there still so many poisonous people now! And looking at it like this, it's not
There seems to be a problem at the rear!"
"What's so strange about this!" The Supreme Demon Lord snorted coldly and said lightly: "The war between monks is inherently cunning. What we saw and heard may not be what others want us to see. That day Liang
What I said in the Xuanxin Hall was so true that I didn’t believe it at that time, but today it has indeed come true!”
"It's useless to talk too much. The soldiers will stop you, and the water will cover you!"
Wu Ci waved his hand and shouted: "Fellow Taoists, Beiming's army is coming out in full force. We only need to hold the Great Wall, and we must not leave the scope of the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation'! In this battle, we will advance and retreat together, and the city
People are here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long roar came from the horizon in the distance, and someone was heard talking in the clouds:
"Old Wu Ci, you practice evil skills and have turned yourself into a three-year-old child. How can you still have the nerve to brag on the battlefield? Today I will break down your city gate and see what evil cultivator you are capable of!
"
This voice clearly came from the clouds, but it seemed to be right in front of me.
Everyone had different expressions and looked up at the sky. They saw a cloud rolling in the distance, and a moment later they heard the sound of water!
"I am not wrong, right?"
Among the Nanxuan army, some people pointed to the sky with extremely surprised expressions on their faces.
It turns out to be a long river hanging from the sky!
This long river is winding and endless, and you don’t know where it comes from, and you don’t know where it goes. It is vast to the left and right, and the white mist is steaming, as if it has absorbed water from all over the world, and it is worthy of becoming this long river that reaches the sky!
"It's the Tongtian River in Tianhe City!" Fan Qingzhou looked solemn.
"When the war broke out, the city lord of Tianhe City used great supernatural powers to transfer its foundation to the north. The most important one was the eight-million-mile-long river to the sky. I didn't expect that this battle would actually be moved to the battlefield by them!"
"Old ghost Ling'ao is taking the lead. He wants to flood the Seventh Army!" Zuo Lin narrowed his eyes.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Just as everyone was having a brief exchange, another thunderous sound of war drums came from the sky.
Looking up, I saw that the upper reaches of the Eight Million Li Tongtian River were filled with warships and monks! Countless Bei Ming soldiers were wearing Canglang armor, riding flying fish, dragons, coral polyps, sea spiders and other aquatic spirits.
The beasts, the banners are fluttering, the war drums are beating, it is really powerful!
Among them is a very spectacular spiritual beast. This spiritual beast is shaped like a giant turtle, with a dragon head and a unicorn tail. Its limbs are thick and short, and it lies prone. Its huge body spans hundreds of miles, and it can be said to cover the sky and the sun.
Sitting on the back of the spirit beast was a middle-aged Taoist, wearing a blue Taoist robe and a pure Yangtai scarf on his head. His face was white and beardless, and he had an immortal air.
Liu Changshou saw this man from a distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shouted loudly: "Master Ling'ao, you and I also knew each other back then. Your character is like a pine and cypress, and your actions are upright. I still remember it fresh. I can't believe that hundreds of years have passed.
Seeing that you have lowered yourself to associate with evil spirits and heretics, don’t you have any regrets in your heart?”
The middle-aged Taoist glanced at him and laughed and said: "So it's Taoist friend Changshou! That's all. I have some friendship with you. Now I have something to say. You can listen carefully: because it is the evolution of heaven, there is no right or wrong.
, we can only distinguish between the universe and the universe, and determine the cycle of life and death. Now the time has come, and misfortunes are everywhere. The city of Tiangong is walking on behalf of heaven, and we all follow the path of heaven, so we will naturally be invincible. I advise you to turn around and see the end of the road. Don't
Act against heaven, otherwise your body will die, your path will disappear, and thousands of years of practice will be ruined in one day. It’s sad and deplorable!”
Liu Changshou was so angry that he clenched his teeth. He paused the wooden stick on the big turtle's back again and again, and shouted: "Ling'ao, are you going to be stubborn?"
"You are the one who is so stubborn!"
Master Ling'ao sat upright on the back of the spirit beast, his expression unchanged at all: "Fox, you are so deceitful! Linghu Baishi is the number one demon in our continent. You are all deceived by him without knowing it. I am here to see
I only want to say a few words to you because of our past friendship. Since we have different ways, we won’t conspire against each other!”
After saying that, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and saw colorful brilliance emerging behind him, and then an eight-foot-long flag flew out.
This flag is purple and blue in color, and depicts a long river stretching into the sky, winding around several towering mountains, with white clouds floating under the mountain peaks. It does not look like the human world, but like a fairyland.
"Bahuang Tianhe Banner!"
There were seven lesser saints gathered on the Jue Tian Great Wall. Naturally they were well-informed and they recognized the origin of this flag at a glance.
According to legend, this flag was passed down by the first generation city lord of Tianhe City. It controls the waters of the Eight Wildernesses. The flag can gather the water spirit energy with one wave of the flag. It is the only treasure that can control the eight million miles of the Tianhe River.
Master Ling'ao grabbed the "Eight Wilds Tianhe Flag" in his hand and waved it hard, and he saw the long river rushing, the waves roaring, and the huge power of true water continuously emerging from the void, seemingly endless!
Behind the master of Ling'ao, there were twelve tall warships floating. Tong Kunshan, Yue Wankun and Zhu Mang were all masters who had some interactions with Liang Yan in the past. At this time, they were sitting on the top of the warships, working together to make luck.
Gong, connect the breath with the real person Ling'ao.
Rumble!
The eight-million-mile-long Tianhe River washes down from the sky, its sound is rolling, like muffled thunder, and the power of the true water is endless, like a desolate and simple water dragon, trying to swallow up Nanxuan's army.
"Quickly, activate the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation' to resist the Tongtian River!"
Wu Ci gave an order, and the tens of thousands of monks guarding the city returned to their positions and performed their duties. Some opened the formation hubs, some controlled the formation key points, and some used spiritual power to guide the formations within their jurisdiction.
All monks in the Dharma Movement perform their tasks in an orderly manner.
A black-yellow light bloomed in mid-air, and then spread rapidly to the surroundings. In just a few breaths, a huge canopy was formed, majestic and indestructible!
Boom!
The Tongtian River washed over the "Absolute Sky Barrier", and the power of the true water and the power of the formation stirred up each other, causing splashes of water thousands of miles high.
Inside and outside the Great Wall, there is a vast white mist and chaos!
Although the Tongtian River was blocked, the power of true water had already sneaked into the magic circle. Some Nanxuan monks with insufficient cultivation involuntarily had the illusion that they were at the bottom of the ocean and would be suppressed under the Tongtian River for eternity!
A feeling of suffocation arises leisurely!
"Tongtian River! Tongtian River!"
Liu Changshou sighed and said: "This is an ancient river, refined by saints with magic power, and the power of true water is endless. Although we are not afraid, if we let him wash away like this, the 'absolute barrier' will also appear
If there are cracks, and the power of true water has seeped in, Nanxuan's low-level sergeants may not be able to hold on, and they will suffer heavy losses by then!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white light suddenly rose into the sky from the crowd.
The white light broke through the layers of restrictions and reached the top of the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation", revealing a figure, but it was a woman, with white clothes like snow and white hair like a waterfall. The cold air was flowing around her body, and snowflakes could be faintly seen falling beside her.
This person is the deputy city lord of Bai Jade City, Bei Mingjing! She is also the only female cultivator among the nine sub-sages of Xuanxin Palace!
The Mirror of Sorrow reached thousands of miles high in the sky, the surrounding wind roared, the river surged, and the power of the true water was so powerful that it seemed to wash away the person's flesh and blood into ashes, and crush the true soul into blue smoke.
But she was not afraid at all, no matter how strong the wind was, blowing her snow-white clothes, she remained as calm as water, without any ripples.
Suddenly, Bei Mingjing turned over his right hand, and a jade ruler appeared in his hand.
As soon as this magic weapon appeared, boundless cold air surged around her. With her as the center, the surrounding space was frozen. Everyone in Nanxuan looked at it intently, but found that it was difficult to detect it with their spiritual senses, and they could only see a white mist.
"Su Xin Chi!"
Fan Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said with emotion: "This is one of the three magic weapons used by Li Yuxian to achieve enlightenment and become a saint. It cannot be controlled by someone other than Bing Xin Wugong. In the entire White Jade City, I am afraid that only the Mirror of Sorrow can activate it."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
Zuo Lin frowned and looked up, only to see a spiritual light rising into the sky from the white mist.
Compared to the Eight Million Mile Tongtian River, this aura is simply the difference between a mayfly and a bright moon. However, where the mayfly passed, coldness surged, causing all the river water to freeze, and even the power of the true water condensed into ice.
Wow!
There was a crisp sound, and countless ice crystals appeared in the sky above the Great Wall, and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas.
Thousands of miles of ice!
In just a few breaths, the river water that was still washing away the city wall turned into ice cubes. Looking around, an ice avenue appeared in the sky above the Great Wall, about a million miles long.
The lower reaches of Tongtian River.
This avenue of ice covers the sky, and at the same time supports the entire Tongtian River, preventing the power of true water from falling.
Everyone inside the Great Wall breathed a sigh of relief, because the power of the true water suppressing their heads had gradually dissipated, and the sense of oppression brought by the Tongtian River no longer existed.
"Thankfully, Senior Mingjing took action!"
Countless people in Nanxuan's army looked up at the sky, feeling admiration in their hearts.
At this moment, this million-mile-long ice avenue suspended on the top of the Great Wall gave them an unparalleled sense of security.
At the same time, a beautiful figure flashed in the white mist, but it was the Mirror of Sorrow that took the initiative to appear and set foot on the Ice Road.
She faced the million-strong army of Tianhe City with one person, but she was not afraid at all.
Lightly tapping her jade feet, she walked on the ice. She waved the Su Xin Chi in her hand, and a dense cold air burst out from her toes, rushing upstream towards the Tianhe City army in the upper reaches of the Tongtian River.
"You mute girl, you act against nature and deserve the death penalty!"
When Master Ling'ao saw this scene from a distance, he was really shocked and angry.
With an angry shout, this person waved the "Eight Wasteland River Flags" in his hand one after another, and the spiritual power in his body was flowing, all of which was injected into the magic weapon.
The experts from Tianhe City behind him also cast spells at the same time, and their auras connected together, forming a faint formation.
Rumble!
Amidst the loud noise, the Tongtian River rolled, and countless streams of water rose into the sky, actually building a Great Wall in mid-air!
These city walls are all made of the water of the Tongtian River, and they have a desolate and primitive color. There seems to be an aura of ancient wildness coming towards them, making everyone in Nanxuan tremble.
"Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation!"
If Liang Yan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the origin of this formation.
At that time, I was also the master of Ling'ao, and I wanted to use this formation to deal with the weird old monk in yellow. Unfortunately, the latter had already attained enlightenment and became a saint. He could come and go freely in the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation" and no one could do anything about it.
However, although there is only one word difference between a saint and a sub-sage, their magical powers and methods are completely different. After all, Bei Mingjing is only a sub-sage. How can one person resist this "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation"?
I saw the Great Wall of Water moving slowly upstream of the Tongtian River, suppressing it downwards with the infinite power of heaven, and the surrounding space began to twist and explode, as if it could no longer withstand it.
As the city wall moved, thousands of rays of rays of light suddenly shot out. The rays of light included golden bows, silver halberds, divine pestles, treasure files, golden bottles, flying swords, and other fairy weapons that came in droves, all of which were transformed from the water of the Tongtian River.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Countless rays of light fell, striking the protective ice of the Sorrowful Mirror, and cracks suddenly appeared.
The woman in white could no longer move forward, but she was unwilling to take a step back. She could only activate the "Su Xin Ruler" to barely resist, so that the millions of miles of ice she had condensed would not collapse.
"Disciples of Shenxiao Mountain, listen to the order and come forward with me to help!"
On the Juetian Great Wall, Zuo Lin waved his sleeves and robes, and hundreds of rays of light shot into the sky.
Among these Escape Lights, the one with the lowest cultivation level is Zhenjun Tongxuan. Their auras are connected with each other and activate the magic formula almost simultaneously.
Rumble!
Three powerful divine thunders appeared in mid-air at the same time, namely the evil-killing divine thunder, the innocent divine thunder and the lunar divine thunder.
Among them, the Taiyin Divine Thunder invaded the water of the Tongtian River, causing the power of the True Water to suddenly weaken. The Wugou Divine Thunder rushed into the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation" and blocked part of the divine weapons transformed by the Tianhe True Water for the Bei Ming Mirror.
As for the evil-killing divine thunder, it flew straight to the Chinese army camp in Tianhe City!
