Chapter 1924 The sky-swallowing insect shows its power
The natal magic weapon was destroyed, Liu Ru was seriously injured and vomited blood, and her "Yunyan Illusion Technique" was also broken.
Everyone in Beiming couldn't help but look horrified when they saw this scene.
"Who is this? It's just a clone, Liu Ru can't last more than a quarter of an hour in his hands!"
"This person has secret skills, and ordinary illusions have no effect on him. Liu Ru has met his nemesis." Venerable Poison Dragon said slowly.
"Don't worry, I'll stop him!"
Wang Tianhe shouted loudly, holding a spear, and with a flash of his body, he rushed straight into the fog.
Within a moment, I saw a escaping light coming from ahead. The person was wearing a long gray gown, with golden light protecting his body. There was also sword energy clearing the way in front of him.
"Are you Liang Yan?" Wang Tianhe asked loudly.
"Huh, now that you've heard my name, why don't you surrender quickly?" Liang Yan said coldly.
Wang Tianhe laughed loudly: "Don't say that you are just a clone here. Even if you come in person, Wang will not be afraid! We will see the real thing under our hands!"
After saying that, he waved the spear in his hand, and his true energy burst out, turning into a blood dragon behind him.
"Suffer death!"
With a loud shout, Wang Tianhe thrust his spear straight, and the blood dragon behind him galloped towards him like a rainbow.
"snort!"
Liang Yan's expression did not change. As he waved his big sleeves, sword energy rushed out one after another. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a long river of sword energy, and he steadily caught the oncoming blood dragon.
The two sides immediately fought together.
I saw Wang Tianhe's body like a ghost, erratic, the spear in his hand dancing like the wind, and the surging true energy attacking Liang Yan from all directions, as if there were more than a dozen "Wang Tianhe" attacking Liang Yan.
Liang Yan's sword energy was vigorous, and the power of the four laws was constantly changing in mid-air, causing the sword energy to come and go, constantly defusing Wang Tianhe's offensive.
The two fought at an extremely fast speed, and they had already fought dozens of moves in a blink of an eye. During this period, Wang Tianhe used various magical means to defeat the enemy, but he could never get close to Liang Yan.
After fighting for a while, Wang Tianhe gradually became frightened, and secretly thought: "It's just a clone, and I can't take it down. If I were to come in person, wouldn't I be turned into ashes?"
Just thinking about this makes me sweat!
But now it is difficult to get off the tiger. I just hope to hold this person back as much as possible so that the Beiming army can take advantage of the geographical advantage to kill more Nanxuan monks.
After fighting like this for another quarter of an hour, Mo Wuqing outside the Netherworld Valley, Venerable Poison Dragon and other masters all realized something was wrong.
"General Wang has been here for so long, hasn't he defeated the clone yet?"
"The situation is not good."
Hua Feiwu's "Blue Heart Eyes" kept spinning, and he murmured: "The opponent is a swordsman. His swordsmanship is rare in the world. Even a clone may have the strength to cross the Seven Difficulties. General Wang
It’s hard to overcome the urgency.”
"Sword cultivator?"
Mo Qingqing frowned slightly, then sneered and shook the black flag in his hand.
"I want to see if his clone can block my 'Rakshasa Flag'!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black light rushed out from the flag, turned into an evil ghost with three heads and six arms in mid-air, and entered the fog in the blink of an eye.
"Roar!"
The evil ghost roared again and again, quickly locked the position of Liang Yan's clone, and then pounced on it.
However, Liang Yan's clone was still fighting against Wang Tianhe. Wang Tianhe was nicknamed the "Iron-Blooded Spear Master" and had superb martial arts skills. There were few opponents at his level. However, Liang Yan only broke through with a clone, so he could not gain the upper hand.
The battle between the two had reached a fever pitch, and the winner was about to be decided. Suddenly, he heard a roar of an evil spirit, followed by a gust of dark wind, which shocked Liang Yan.
Looking up, I saw an evil ghost flying in mid-air, with three heads and six arms, holding a ghost bead in its mouth. Before it even got close, there was a ghostly aura coming towards me.
He has a keen sense of consciousness and can tell at a glance that this evil ghost is not weak, and may have the fighting power of a human race to survive the Seven Difficulties.
Wang Tianhe is already difficult to deal with, and now another ghost appears. Even though the "Gui Yi Jue" is extremely mysterious, it is a clone, how can it be resisted?
Liang Yan's thoughts were racing, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes.
The next moment, he pointed his sword together, but it was not pointed at the opponent, but pointed at the center of his own eyebrows.
"What are you going to do?" Wang Tianhe was shocked.
"Liang Yan" grinned, and the sword intent around his body surged to the extreme.
boom!
A loud noise was heard, the "Gui Yi Jue" clone self-destructed, and the infinite sword energy bloomed like fireworks!
Wang Tianhe was the closest, feeling the endless sword energy coming in like a tidal wave, and he couldn't help but be horrified to the extreme.
He stepped back without hesitation, the spear in his hand dancing like the wind, and the surging energy turned into a shield wall, with a total of thirteen layers, each layer thicker and thicker, blocking his face.
At the same time, the blood dragon roared, descended from the sky, and wrapped around Wang Tianhe's body like a python, becoming his last line of defense!
brush!
The infinite sword energy came through the air, like a violent storm hitting the window paper, and quickly broke through Wang Tianhe's defense.
Thirteen layers of shield walls condensed by true energy were torn apart layer by layer by the sword energy, with overwhelming force and no hindrance!
Wang Tianhe's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately used a secret technique to burn his essence and blood, speeding up his escape by 30%.
However, the speed of the sword energy far exceeded his imagination! In just a blink of an eye, all thirteen layers of defense were breached, and the four-color sword energy surged and roared, swallowing his figure like a sea of sword energy.
"ah!"
Wang Tianhe let out a scream, and the body-protecting blood dragon was stabbed full of holes by the sword energy. He was also injured in many places, especially his neck was pierced by a sword energy, and the blood flowed like a stream. It was terrible to see!
But his escape did not slow down, but became even faster!
It turns out that Wang Tianhe has special Qi and strong recovery ability. Since the outbreak of the Civil War, he has followed Dan Yangsheng in countless battles and survived several close calls, and finally won the title of "Iron-Blooded Gun Master".
Today is no exception.
Although his meridians were cut off by Liang Yan's sword energy, his physical body's energy and blood were continuous, constantly repairing his injuries, and maintaining his ability to escape.
The short distance of eighty miles is just a blink of an eye for a master like Wang Tianhe.
Outside the Netherworld Valley, before any of the experts from Beiming could react, they heard a scream coming from the mist. Then the mist parted and a figure flew out.
"General Wang!"
Venerable Poison Dragon, Liu Ru and all the other ancestors' faces changed greatly.
Several of Wang Tianhe's confidants were even more anxious and immediately rushed forward to catch Wang Tianhe flying towards him.
However, as soon as they got closer, they felt wisps of sharp energy coming from around Wang Tianhe. Their expressions suddenly changed, and they each used their own magic weapons to resist it.
"It's sword energy!"
The several generals had solemn expressions on their faces, and each of them cast spells to help Wang Tianhe gradually dissolve the sword energy on his body, before slowly falling to the ground.
Wang Tianhe took a breath and immediately shouted loudly: "No, that person blew himself up and tried to create a gap."
"What?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black flag in Mo Wuqing's hand shattered!
Obviously, Wang Tianhe relied on his magical power to escape from the sword energy that caused the self-destruction of the clone, but the ghost summoned by Mo Qingqing was not so lucky, and was probably chopped into ashes by the sword energy.
"Quickly, move the formation, gather all the troops, and prepare to seal this gap!" Wang Tianhe thought in his mind and suddenly issued an order.
Everyone in Beiming also knew that the situation was urgent. Both the defenders of Tianmu City and the reinforcements from other cities were all targeting the same direction.
For a moment, spiritual power gathered outside the Netherworld Valley, and nine-colored rays of light rose and fell one after another, as thick as mountains, surging and surging!
Rumble!
But it was said that Liang Yan used his clone to self-destruct, forcing a gap open, and then he followed closely, hoping to take advantage of this opportunity to break out.
However, he had just flown a few dozen miles when he heard the ground in front of him shaking, and the nine-colored glow overwhelming the sky, heading in the direction of his surprise attack.
Liang Yan knew that this was a formation attack jointly launched by the enemy's 400,000 troops, and he could not resist it alone.
But he sacrificed a clone and managed to open the gap, so he was unwilling to give up like this.
When he raised his heart, the power of the Hunyuan Golden Pill and the Sword Infant surged out without reservation. The sword energy around his body surged, and the four sword lights of Mayfly, Black Lotus, Dingguang, and Purple Thunder were slashed out at the same time!
The huge tide composed of nine-colored rays of light was cut in the middle by the sword light, and its spreading speed instantly slowed down, and even stopped in mid-air for a moment.
But it was only for a moment.
How could he resist the formation formed by the combined forces of 400,000 troops, including 16 tribulation ancestors?
Soon, the nine-color tide surged again, with a powerful and majestic momentum!
Liang Yan tried his best but was unable to stop it. He was swept up by the tide and flew backwards.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind: "Liang Shuai, we are here to help you!"
Liang Yan didn't need to look back, he had sensed the aura behind him, they were Zhao Yi, Wang Chonghua, Wei Wuming, Fu Kaishan, Fan Jin. Waiting for the masters to arrive!
hold head high!
A dragon roar penetrated the ears, and Zhao Yi's "flying dragon's true form" appeared. The heavenly dragon's holy energy surged and roared, and suddenly blasted towards the nine-color tide.
Fu Kaishan held two axes in his hands and shouted loudly. The "True Forms of the Five Mountains" appeared behind his head. As the two axes fell, the power of the mountains fell from the sky and struck hard in the nine-color glow.
There are also Wang Chonghua's "All Things", Wei Wuming's "The Stars Change", and Fan Jin's "Awesome and Righteous".
At this moment, Nan Xuan’s ancestors of the Calamity Transformation had no reservations, standing shoulder to shoulder at the front, joining forces to fight against the power of Bei Ming’s formation!
The spread of the nine-color tide slowed down rapidly, as if the sea had frozen over and gradually stagnated.
However, the power of an army of 400,000 cannot be underestimated. Venerable Venomous Dragon, Mo Qingwu, Wang Tianhe and other 16 Tribulation Ancestors are stationed here. Even if they cannot kill everyone in Nanxuan, they will still be difficult to break through in a short time.
At the moment of the stalemate, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the mist. It was a thousand feet long and was still expanding. It was like a giant.
"what is that?"
All the soldiers of Nanxuan looked surprised.
On the other side, the Beiming generals were equally horrified, wondering who this huge figure was.
Both sides were in shock and confusion until the giant thing in the mist started to move.
It swayed and emerged from the mist. It turned out to be a huge, snow-white monster insect!
"Oops, it seems to be coming towards us!"
The Beiming monks all realized this, and their hearts tightened, and many of them subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Don't panic, no matter what it is, if we work together and attack it with formations, we will be able to defeat the enemy!"
Wang Tianhe shouted loudly, trying to stabilize the morale of the army.
There are more than 400,000 Beiming troops, composed of troops from several cities. There is no absolute commander. Although Wang Tianhe is highly regarded by Danyang Sheng, he can only give orders in peacetime. Once faced with a life or death decision,
The monks in the rest of the army would not obey his orders.
At this moment, people's hearts were in turmoil and they all wanted to save their lives. Except for Wang Tianhe's 120,000 subordinates, the other monks inevitably had their own thoughts.
As a result, there was a flaw in the Nine-Colored Xiaguang!
The giant snow-white insect seized the opportunity and opened its huge mouth suddenly, as if it were an all-devouring abyss, swallowing up the nine-colored glow bit by bit!
"Have the people who control the Zerg taken action?"
Wang Tianhe had a look of disbelief on his face and murmured to himself: "It turns out that the insect control tribe actually has such mysterious insects. No wonder they have been hiding their capabilities and biding their time before. It turns out they want to paralyze me, Bei Ming."
In just a moment, the giant snow-white insect had swallowed up a large amount of nine-color glow, tearing a gap in Beiming's formation.
Liang Yan saw this scene from a distance, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"All the soldiers of Nanxuan, kill me!"
With a loud shout, Liang Yan took the lead, and four rays of sword light flew forward, further tearing the gap in the Beiming Formation.
Wang Chonghua, Zhao Yi, Fu Kaishan and other generals followed closely behind. A hundred thousand troops came like a tide and soon broke through Beiming's blockade.
Zhao Yi was the first to rush out of Netherworld Valley.
He saw an ancestor of Huajie sitting in the southeast, commanding 20,000 elite soldiers to form a formation to block the attack. He immediately sneered, put his gold and silver spears together, and turned into a flying dragon to rush over!
How could that man dare to withstand Zhao Yi's all-out attack, with his ability to only overcome four difficulties? Seeing the spear speeding like lightning, he hurriedly ordered his monks to form a formation to resist, and at the same time threw out several life-saving magic weapons.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the power of the formation was broken, and the Huajie Ancestor who was leading the army was beaten until he vomited blood and flew backwards for dozens of feet.
"Kill!"
A hundred thousand troops shouted to kill Zhentian, and they rushed out of the fog in the Netherworld Valley one after another. Without the constraints of the fog and miasma, the morale of this elite force was greatly boosted!
Beiming's 400,000-strong army was killed by 30,000 in an instant!
Upon seeing this, Wang Tianhe knew that the defeat of the battle in Netherworld Valley was certain, and if it dragged on any longer, it might not be as simple as losing troops.
"Send the order, everyone retreat to Tianmu City!"
Following his order, Beiming's armies began to retreat towards Tianmu City.
Although they do not have a unified commander, they have their own city lords, Lord Dulong, Mo Wuqing, Wang Tianhe and others are not ordinary people. The troops under their jurisdiction have strict military discipline. Even when they are escaping, no monks are separated.
Fight and retreat.
"Want to leave?"
Liang Yan rushed to the front, and when he saw Wang Tianhe's command, he couldn't help but sneer.
With a finger, invisible sword light flew past, and while the man was distracted, he slashed at him with his sword.
