In the center of the storm, Meng Anxin was holding two moon-eating swords, her hair was windless, and she was looking straight ahead with red eyes.
He Xi took out the Mountain and River Pen and placed it in front of the two of them. The power of the laws of the world overflowed from the Mountain and River Pen, forming an invisible barrier that protected the two from most of the harm.
Opposite the two of them is a handsome man with silver hair. The man is full of murderous intent and has the aura of looking down on all living beings. He is holding an epee. The terrifying power emitted by the epee is not weaker than the moon-eating swords.
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That heavy sword is the holy weapon of the demon clan, Swallowing the Sun.
The silver-haired man is the master of the Tianlong Palace, and he is also the true master of the temples.
Meng Anxin only exchanged a few blows with the silver-haired man, and she felt her blood surge and her hand holding the knife couldn't stop trembling. If it weren't for He Xi and Shanhe Bi, Meng Anxin might not even be able to hit a blow from the silver-haired man.
bear.
Even if Meng Anxin and He Xi joined forces, they were no match for the silver-haired man. The two of them could only rely on the power of the holy weapon to support themselves.
The power of the moon-devouring double swords and the sun-devouring heavy swords spurted out without reservation, and the space they hit collapsed. Under the collision of the power of the world's laws, space cracks also appeared one after another. I don't know where the twisted space leads.
at.
The creatures near the space rift fell into the dark and twisted passage one after another. Many people were driven into pieces by this powerful energy because they could not bear the aftermath of the battle.
The city wall in District 18 was destroyed, and a gap ten meters wide appeared. Countless houses in the city collapsed, and the survivors who had not had time to evacuate suffered heavy casualties.
Countless demons poured in from the gap, the formation was destroyed, the air defense disappeared, and birds swooped down one after another, biting and devouring the survivors in the city.
The alliance of the three tribes that had not yet evacuated organized a counterattack in the chaos, but with little success. The 18th district was like a Shura field, with various monsters and demons running rampant. At every turn, two giant creatures collided and killed each other, including humans.
It looks too small, as if it has broken into a prehistoric world. If you are not careful, you will be trampled to death by a big guy, or it will be swallowed up by a big bird who doesn't know where it came from. Its cruelty is unmatched by that of a dwarf.
Luo Ji World didn’t dare to shoot like this.
The situation outside the city was even more terrifying. When the three holy weapons collided, countless creatures were crushed to death by the energy aftermath.
The dazzling light gradually dissipated, and the silver-haired man looked at Meng Anxin and He Xi with disdain, "You alone want to stop me?"
Meng Anxin and He Xi didn't speak, they just looked at the silver-haired man warily.
When the silver-haired man saw that the two of them were silent, he was not annoyed. He just said coldly: "For the sake of the holy weapon, I can give you a chance to join the gods and obey me. I can let go of the past.
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The two of them still didn't speak, but the hostile attitude in their eyes was very obvious.
The silver-haired man didn't have much patience either. He sneered and said, "Haha, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink as a penalty, so don't blame me for being ruthless."
As he spoke, the silver-haired man slashed at the two of them with his sword again.
Meng Anxin's hands were trembling, but she still immediately swung her sword to attack, and He Xi also activated the law power of Shanhe Pen again.
"Boom boom boom!"
Meng Anxin and He Xi accepted the fight in embarrassment, but the two of them jointly withstood the attack of the silver-haired man.
The silver-haired man sneered and did not hold back. Every blow he struck carried a devastating momentum. He and Meng could only resist the attack, but they were unable to draw the silver-haired man away at all.
More space cracks appeared, and the main battlefield nearly collapsed. Both the ghost soldiers of the temples and the alliance of the three tribes were plunged into chaos.
The silver-haired man has no scruples. In his eyes, even the ghost soldiers of the temples are existences that can die at any time. They really regard accepting their fate as nothing.
This silver-haired man is much crazier than Qing Si. He only wants to snatch the sacred weapon from the hands of He and Meng. Compared with the sacred weapon, the lives of those ghost soldiers are nothing.
"Boom boom boom!"
As an energy storm exploded, the center of the battlefield was filled with dark space cracks. The smaller space cracks began to heal on their own, and more space cracks were just twisted, like the giant mouths of ferocious beasts.
Waiting to choose someone to eat.
The city wall in the 18th District has been completely disfigured, with gaps everywhere, and is of little use. The city is like a purgatory on earth.
He and Meng's faces were pale. They were already a little exhausted. Even though they had two sacred weapons at the same time, they were still no match for the man in front of them.
"Hahahaha!" At this moment, an arrogant laughter came from far away.
I saw the patriarch and Qing Si fighting and running, with the Chaos Stone being pulled back and forth between them.
When Qingsi saw the silver-haired man, his eyes showed mixed emotions, including fear, ecstasy, and an expression that was just like that.
The leader of the clan frowned. He and Qing Si saw the changes here from a distance. Both of them knew that something must have happened on the main battlefield. They rushed back in tacit understanding. However, this matter was not good for Qing Si.
It's a good thing for some people, but it's a disaster for a clan leader.
"Clan leader." He Xi recognized the clan leader at a glance, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in his eyes.
Qingsi and the clan leader slapped each other and separated.
Qing Si came to the side of the silver-haired man and bowed respectfully. He changed his previous arrogant and critical attitude and said in a pious and respectful tone: "Greetings to your Majesty."
"Yeah." The silver-haired man just responded coldly.
The clan leader came to He and Meng. He took a look at their condition, and then looked at the silver-haired man and Qingsi opposite.
I just heard the clan leader whisper: "If you two can trust me, you can temporarily lend me the sacred weapon, and I will fight this battle for you."
He Xi and Meng Anxin looked at each other. Meng Anxin had never met the clan leader, so there was no trust.
He Xi thought for a while, and with his and Meng Anxin's abilities, they were indeed no match for the silver-haired man. Even though they were fine now, if they continued to fight, it would only be a matter of time before they were defeated.
Without hesitation for too long, He Xi introduced to Meng Anxin: "This is the leader of the Spirit Clan and one of our own. If it weren't for the reinforcements from the Spirit Clan, we wouldn't have been able to establish more than 20 people in such a short period of time."
A safe zone.”
Maybe at the beginning, He Xi didn't have much trust in the clan leader, but since the Spirit Clan sent troops to help, and now, when the clan leader risked his life to accompany him, He Xi no longer has any grudge against the clan leader.
When Meng Anxin heard this, she immediately let down her guard against the clan leader. She nodded and asked, "Thank you very much, clan leader. I wonder how I can borrow this sacred weapon?"
As far as she knew, it was not possible to borrow a sacred weapon to identify its owner. Even if she was willing to borrow it, the clan leader would not be able to control it.
He Xi's eyes also fell on the clan leader. He didn't say anything and directly handed over the Shanhe Pen. The meaning was already obvious.
The clan leader took the Shanhe Pen and said, "As long as you two are willing to lend the sacred weapon, I have a way to control it."
When Meng Anxin heard this, she didn't ask any questions and handed the Moon-Devouring Swords into the hands of the clan leader.
I saw the strange light flowing in the hands of the clan leader, and the two holy weapons started to tremble, faintly reflecting each other, and their power increased steadily. The power of the world's laws spread out, and the clan leader actually had a kind of sacredness.