It's that kind of yellow strange wind with horns, it's not high enough, like a dragon sucking water, it descends from thousands of feet high in the sky, falls in all directions, rolls up the yellow sand, roars, forms a salon roll and wreaks havoc.
The strange wind howled and filled the sky with yellow sand, seeming to blow away the souls of people and sweep them away!
The sky and the earth were dark, and all the strange winds with horns kept getting closer and condensing, and finally condensed into ten huge tornadoes that were thousands of feet thick and unknown how high they were. They rolled up the rolling yellow sand and swept towards Junmo from ten directions.
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In front of the ten powerful and majestic scrolls, Jun Mo, who was in the center, was not even a speck of dust, but he was surrounded tightly by the eight scrolls.
Live, become the target of killing, and become the focus.
In an instant, the salon volume rushed into Jun Mo's twenty-mile perception range.
The perception is extremely clear. The rolling yellow sand in each huge saloon roll standing upright is filled with golden-horned sandworms as fine as fine dust. Each golden-horned sandworm lies on a grain of yellow sand, blood red.
His eyes were locked on Jun Mo, and the two golden horns on his head were shining with electric light. It seemed that he could deliver a shocking blow to Jun Mo anytime and anywhere, killing Jun Mo into flying ash, particles, and directly wiping out the entire world.
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Rumble!
Ten thousand-foot-thick dragon rolls finally came together from all directions, making a huge roar and forming an extremely concentrated giant tornado, completely wrapping Jun Mo in the center. The violent hurricane raged and hit from all directions.
Come on, the tearing force is enough to easily tear a high-star emperor into pieces.
This is the power of Sha Chi's killing array!
Jun Mo's body trembled slightly, his eyes shone like never before, and it seemed as if all the blood in his body was boiling.
Danger!
Facing Sha Chi's killing formation, Jun Mo, who was strictly protected by the battle formations of hundreds of schools of thought, felt the danger like never before!
The fighting spirit is at an all-time high!
Tsk! Tsk!
Suddenly, all the golden-horned sandworms were like devil bugs with long horns on their heads. They raised their golden horns high, flashed with thunder and lightning, stared with blood-red eyes, opened their big mouths, exposed their white fangs and roared, making a harsh sound.
's scream.
As soon as the sound came out, it immediately formed a rolling torrent of sound waves, resounding throughout the world surrounded by the salon rolls.
In the torrent of sonic waves that are so crazy and huge that they can be called vast, there are all kinds of giant knives, guns, arrows, axes, chariots, horses, dragons, beasts, and even thousands of them, which are condensed by the sound waves and are arranged neatly, charging in formation, with endless killing.
The army with the intention, following the violent hurricane, rolled towards Jun Mo.
This is the kind of treatment that only the venerable can enjoy, and can withstand or withstand attacks. Any emperor at the peak of nine stars will only let out a mournful cry if his side is brushed, and his body will die and turn into ashes.
The real attack of Sha Chi's killing array has begun.
A strong sense of danger stimulated Jun Mo. His blood was boiling and his fighting spirit was rising. It had reached the extreme. If you don't let it go, you won't be happy.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Jun Mo roared suddenly, and his whole body flew into the air, completely integrating into the battle formation diagram of various schools of thought.
Jun Mo entered the battle formation map of hundreds of schools of thought and tried to control the battle formation map of hundreds of schools of thought to fight against the enemy with the hard work of a saint's heart and all his strength.
This is undoubtedly a crazy behavior for Jun Mo, who can only activate the best battle post at the imperial level but cannot control it at all.
However, Jun Mo firmly believes that with the heart of a saint, he will be able to drive the battle formations of hundreds of schools of thought with his hard work and hard work. Even for a moment, it is enough to destroy his opponents.
This kind of behavior is crazy and undesirable!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle array diagrams of hundreds of schools of thought rose majestically into the sky, forming a scroll, like a magic needle that fixed the wind, the sea, and the universe. It was erected upside down in the center of the violent salon scroll. It remained motionless despite the torrent of sound waves and hurricanes and waves washing away.
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All attacks are like ants shaking an elephant to the battle formation diagram of various schools of thought.
From this point alone, it can be determined that the Zhuzi Hundred Schools Battle Formation Diagram, both in terms of level and quality, cannot be compared to the Shachi Killing Formation.
"Confusion, lightning, crazy gun, ultimate kill!"
Suddenly, a cold, violent voice sounded in the salon volume!
Tsk tsk, tsk tsk!
Billions of golden-horned sandworms roared, lightning flashed, and the endless hurricane sand blew up the entire space in the salon. Finally, it was wrapped in a lightning hurricane, soaring into the sky and the earth, instantly forming two giant spears filled with lightning and hurricane, one in the
One of the sticks in the sky is on the ground, and with a pop, it is a shot that tears apart the space and hits both ends of the scroll of the battle formation diagram of various schools of thought at the same time.
Rumble!
The Battle Formation Diagram of the Hundred Schools of Zhuzi seemed to be frightened and seemed to wake up. The dusty ancient scroll seemed to have been opened by a naughty and ignorant young man, opening a gap.
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Array! Array! Array! Array!
The endless sound of horns seems to be ringing from ancient times. The ancient and vicissitudes of the atmosphere carry violent killing intent, ferocious blood, boiling fighting spirit, high will, and iron-blooded spirit; with an unstoppable momentum of going forward, surrendering all things,
, swept out from the crack that opened.
The electric light disappeared; the hurricane stopped; the wild sand fell; even the violent salon rolls solidified at this moment, and all the golden-horned sandworms opened their mouths wide, but they also solidified.
"receive!"
Suddenly, a magnificent, vast, and unquestionable voice resounded throughout this world.
This voice came from the gap in the scroll of the Hundred Schools of War Formation Diagram that had just been opened within a few inches.
The huge salon scroll, carrying billions of particles of golden-horned sandworms, was instantly sucked into this gap like a long dragon sucking water. Then the air rippled slightly, and the scroll disappeared out of thin air.
The sky and the earth suddenly returned to clarity, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue and cloudless, and the yellow sand was streaked across the sky.
thump!
Suddenly a person fell from mid-air. He fell into the yellow sand and rolled several times before standing up.
He is a young man with eyebrows like swords, starry eyes and white teeth, a crown like jade, and wearing sackcloth.
This person is none other than Jun Mo. He is dressed in sackcloth and is the image of the battle formations of various schools of thought.
Shachi's decisive formation was finally directly absorbed by the hundreds of schools of thought and turned into an insignificant small formation point in the formation. And the holy envoy, the old tsar, Achilles, Alchak, etc.
The nearly fifty or so emperors were directly transformed into the formation of the Shachi Killing Formation by the hundreds of schools of thought, and became a thing of the past.
The Aksha insect clan that has dominated the desert in the northwest of the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years has become a thing of the past.
In a few years, this desert will surely turn into an oasis under the powerful hand of the Ming Dynasty, recreating its grandeur tens of thousands of years ago. The ancient city of Loulan will also be rebuilt and once again become the center of this world.
These are not issues that Jun Mo needs to consider. Even if the Ming Emperor is too lazy to care about it, the Queen Zhu Yin will be directly supported by him in the next few years. By then, these will be trivial matters.
He cautiously raised his head and looked at the two holy boys who were already thousands of feet high in the sky. Jun Mo's expression became solemn.