In Wushan County, the luck dragon seems to be familiar with this body, and its power is getting stronger and stronger.
Every move erupted with power enough to destroy this world.
He actually used his own strength to stand up to six third-grade Confucian scholars.
Li Changan quickly said to Gu Shihong next to him, "Master Gu, please ask the imperial court for help immediately."
"If this continues, I'm afraid there will be big changes in Wushan County."
Gu Shihong glanced at Sheng Shiming, who also had a look of worry on his face.
I originally thought it would be something that could be easily accomplished.
The result was a stalemate.
"Ask for help from the imperial court." Sheng Shiming pondered for a moment, and finally took out the Thousand Mile Telephone Note and transmitted the current battle situation back.
Li Changan turned his attention to the battlefield again.
Scenes of third-level scholars fighting and killing each other are rare.
Especially joining forces to deal with the Luck Dragon is unheard of.
He quickly discovered the attack characteristics of these great scholars.
Each grammar is a single-character grammar or a two-character grammar, and its execution speed is astonishingly fast.
With a wave of your hand, the world spins, black and white are reversed, and nothingness can even become reality.
But no matter how powerful these grammatical powers are, there are still only a few seal characters appearing.
It's as if all the power is gathered in one word.
It's a pity that he can't get closer, and many things can't be seen clearly.
I can only take a rough look.
The aftermath of the battle in Wushan County swept outwards like a tsunami, sweeping across a hundred miles in radius.
The floods hitting the upper reaches of Hsinchu County are becoming more and more terrible, and the newly built dikes are no longer rock-solid.
All Li Changan's energy is concentrated on this battle,
"These great scholars try their best to maximize the power of a seal character."
"Even the powerful grammar can still be moved by one word."
"The benefits of this are obvious. It can be used to cast grammar instantly and avoid long-term accumulation of power."
"First increase the ultimate power of a single character to form a powerful means, and then gradually increase the power of other grammatical and seal characters..."
The third-grade scholar's full-strength grammar replaced the whole world of Wushan County, and the world collapsed with a wave of his hand.
But they still firmly defended Wushan County and prevented any force from pouring into Wushan County.
But even with such combat power, it gradually lost its advantage in the battle with the Luck Dragon.
Without the blessing of luck, their combat power was greatly reduced.
On the other hand, the luck dragon becomes more courageous as he fights, and becomes more and more proficient in the luck tactics.
"boom!"
A loud rumble sounded.
The luck dragon flicked its tail suddenly, and the void was instantly shattered.
The next moment, Dragon Tail brought the blue-purple destiny sword across the void and struck Qi Ruyuan on the back.
Qi Ruyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned gray.
"Crack!"
A clear crack appeared on the cultural treasure on his body.
He had a short lifespan, but luck directly cut off ten years of his life.
If it weren't for Wen Bao's resistance, I'm afraid he would have fallen by now.
Luck kills fate!
"Damn it!"
"We can't continue fighting like this, otherwise we will all perish here!" Qin Zhenliang's face turned livid,
"Our strength cannot fall to Wushan County, but let's ignore this beast's attack."
"Otherwise, we have to hold back every time we attack. We will have no luck, our combat power will be greatly reduced, and our hands will be tied up. Do we have to wait for death one by one?"
Zhao Hongshan glanced at Wushan County below, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
In this current situation, only by suppressing the luck dragon can these people survive.
Otherwise, once the six of them die, Wushan County will really have no way to survive.
"Take action!"
Qin Zhenliang shouted angrily, and the literary energy on his body turned into a vast ocean again, condensing a terrifying seal character in the void.
"town!"
As soon as this word came out, the heaven and earth trembled, and dark cracks in the void appeared around the seal characters.
These cracks are still expanding outwards, and the void is like a mirror, making harsh, sharp and overwhelming cracking sounds.
Luck Dragon felt the power of this word and swooped towards Qin Zhenliang, hoping to interrupt Qin Zhenliang's spellcasting before the grammar was completely formed.
The luck around it gathered crazily, starting from the horn on its head, and transformed into a luck spear, aiming to pierce Qin Zhenliang directly.
Zhao Hongshan finally set up a defensive light curtain below, and then followed the others into the sky.
The fight between six people and one dragon has completely heated up.
The imperial guard light curtain left by Zhao Hongshan was quickly torn to pieces.
Luck Dragon didn't care about the people of Wushan County at all. In his eyes, which were as cold as gold and iron, he only saw these six third-grade scholars.
The aftermath of the battle was finally unleashed on the land of Wushan County without any reservation.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
The cracks in the ground are spreading wantonly. In this land of mountains and mountains, there are more and more cliffs, and huge rocks are rolling down from the top of the mountain.
Even the mountain peaks where the three altars are located are in danger of being almost shattered.
The flash flood below turned into a wild dragon, charging wildly in the cracks in the mountains.
Wherever it passed, rocks rolled and cracks expanded rapidly, and there were fewer and fewer places for the people to take shelter.
People kept falling into the flood and were swept away instantly without even a chance to cry out.
The death toll of people in Wushan County increased rapidly.
The sky above was continuously torn apart and then healed, and the six-man and one-jiao attack became more and more violent.
But Qi Ruyuan's lifespan has become the biggest shortcoming.
The luck dragon seized the opportunity and tore his left arm into pieces with one claw.
The blue-purple luck crazily devoured his destiny.
The death aura on Qi Ruyuan's body suddenly became stronger.
His life span is about to run out.
"No!"
Wu Zhanchun's eyes widened in disbelief and he roared angrily.
The rest of the people also hurriedly took action to rescue Qi Ruyuan.
However, Qi Ruyuan grabbed a claw of the Luck Dragon with his backhand, summoned the Wenchang Monument, and said to the other five people, "Everyone...please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a five-color jade inscription appeared in the palm of Qi Ruyuan's right hand. Under the horrified gaze of everyone, it exploded into pieces, and a stormy wave of literary energy poured into the Wenchang Monument.
A bloody beam of light rose into the sky, and blood rained down within a hundred miles.
Even the roaring mountain torrents were dyed red.
A sadness that came from nowhere enveloped everyone's hearts.
In a rain of blood,
The Wenchang Monument skyrocketed crazily, turning into a mountain peak in the blink of an eye, and crashed down with a powerful force that could destroy the world.
The five-color brilliance covered a hundred-mile radius, creating a whirlpool in the sky.
At the center of the vortex is the fate dragon bound by the Wenchang Monument.
The phantom shadows of three mountain peaks that were a thousand feet high appeared from the void, and the next moment they suppressed the Wenchang Monument.
The dragon became more and more irritable, roaring crazily to the sky, trying to break free from the shackles of the Wenchang Monument.
But how could it be so easy for Qi Ruyuan to break free from the power he unleashed by exploding the third-grade cultural relic with his last life?
The phantoms of the three mountains appeared, and the Wenchang Monument fell a little faster.
Around the body of the Qi Luck Dragon, blue-purple Qi Luck rushed towards the Wenchang Monument, trying to lift the Wenchang Monument.
"roar……"
The body of the Luck Dragon began to expand suddenly, and the Wenchang Monument slowly stopped falling.
"Five Mountains!"
Wu Zhanchun's eyes were red and he roared at the struggling dragon of luck.
Five more terrifying mountains appeared above the three mountains.
Three mountains and five mountains were superimposed, and the void was directly shattered.
The Wenchang Monument that had just slowed its fall rumbled down again.
The shadow cast by the giant object in the sky covered a large area of the ground.
Millions of people raised their heads, looking at an existence beyond their knowledge, with despair in their eyes.
"Take action!"
Qin Zhenliang, Shen Shijun, Zhao Hongshan, and Guan Xianli took a step one after another.
Each seal character is like a star, deeply embedded in the three mountains and five mountains summoned by Wu Zhanchun.
The Wenchang Monument fell even faster.
The terrifying power crazily impacted the earth below.
Even though it is still a thousand feet away from the ground, the earth has already begun to tremble and is about to collapse.
At this moment,
In Wushan County, a blood-red light pillar rose from the ground and rushed straight into the body of the luck dragon that was frantically breaking free from the restraints of the Wenchang Monument.
The luck dragon roared wildly, and on its purple body, a blood-red mark quickly spread from the dragon's tail to the whole body.
It exudes a terrifying aura of destruction like lava.
The Wenchang Monument, which gathered the power of the five third-grade Confucian scholars, fell down with a rumble, but was forcibly held in mid-air by the luck dragon, making it difficult for it to fall any further.