Chapter 1338
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"Lao Jiu is finished, and so are the monks of zongmen who are charging with him!"
At the back of the bloody battlefield in the North Sea, the solemn words of one voice came from the mouth of the great prince and the fourth Prince of the central government. Then they locked their eyes in front of them. Like a torrent, they continued to charge the dashia Jiulong storming troops. Their thoughts beat in their golden eyes.
"He is also a monk with high accomplishments. You should be aware of the strength of the young master of the eagle's nest. You should know that the cultivation of controlling the birth and destruction of the environment is among the best in Tangdu, and this strength can cut off his head in one face-to-face manner. My highness asks all present, who can do it?"
After the emperor's inquiry fell, the monks who were standing under him were silent one after another. The huge golden hall became quiet for a time, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely frightful.
Then the big prince's face became more and more ugly. Finally, he turned his eyes to the direction where the children of jujianzong were located. Although he did not continue to speak, his intention to ask was obvious.
If the ninth Prince's trip to the North Sea mainly depended on the eagle's nest of Tangdu, then the Jujian clan was the most powerful master of the imperial clan. Then, among the Jujian sect's camps, the first disciple with a giant sword raised his head and took a step forward. The sound of a strong response was heard:
and "Back to your highness, if our five brothers unite to form a battle, we can't kill Yingli in front of us, but we have the confidence to kill them like pigs and dogs."
The response of the disciple of jujianzong was full of confidence. As soon as he said this, the dignified color on the prince's face gradually faded. After nodding slightly, he continued to look up at the bloody battlefield filled with gunpowder.
The next breath, on the whole battlefield, a roar from the nine princes of the central kingdom rang through the sky:
"you dare to kill the aristocrats of our country's eagle nest. Damn, humble people, accept the destruction and anger from ancient blood Eagles!"
The roar and roar rolled down. The golden palace, which had already opened its wings, continued to soar on both sides of the huge eagle feathers, and then the wings rapidly changed from gold to scarlet, and a huge blood plume emerged.
Then, with the rise of a vast will, the void behind the golden palace of the ninth Prince directly descended on an ancient blood eagle's will, rolling the ancient tyrannical atmosphere from top to bottom, just like a wave, pounding and attacking the Xiaxia front Chinese army below.
"It is said that the mother family of the ninth Prince of the central state was a nobleman of Yingchao in Tangdu. At this time, when he saw that he was worthy of his reputation, he even moved the Taoist image of the most precious ancestor of the clan. Obviously, he was fully supported by the eagle's nest."
At the rear of the battlefield, there are some motionless friars, staring at the will of the ancient blood eagle who came to the North Sea in the void and murmured. Then another monk next to him opened his mouth and responded:
"the ancient ancestral Taoist image directly reflects the details of a sect. The eagle's nest has a long history. This ancient Taoist statue has the highest strength and the magic power it releases must be It must have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. I don't know that this has given all people an unexpected Xiandao people. What can they do this time? "
At this point, the patriarch's face was calm, and after a pause, his voice continued to spread:
"if the Terran can lightly defuse this kind of magical power, then my patriarch will have to consider whether to continue to attack."
The words of the monk, to a certain extent, expressed the struggle in the hearts of the monks who were watching in the rear. The towering and sharp edge of the vast land of Shenzhou revealed to the world at this time had planted a seed called fear in the deep heart of the monks in these mysterious places.
As Zhao Yu said, only blood can reach the hearts of the people. Countless monks in the land of taixuan have fallen to the ground, and the tragic situation of blood flowing into the river is exposed to the naked. Although these friars in the land of taixuan are not willing to admit it, they have begun to retreat in their hearts.
Once the seeds are planted, they will gradually take root and germinate under the nourishment!
On the other side of the front battlefield, the roar of the ninth prince, who had been completely tyrannical, sounded again:
"if you die, you will die to your highness!"
After a few breaths, the ancient blood eagle ancestor Taoist statue behind the golden hall directly raised its head to the sky and gave out a piercing and incomparable hissing, and then the huge bloody wings were fiercely fanned forward.
Blood plume fishy wind, rolling up!
In front of the ancient giant eagle, a fishy wind suddenly took shape, and then the scarlet dragon roll surged outward at a very violent speed. With only a few breaths, it directly turned into a super storm relying on the sky and the earth. While countless scarlet blood feathers cut back and forth inside, the vast and incomparable sharpness occupied the center of the whole battlefield and instantly occupied all the people's sight Cohesion.
"What a powerful magic power. I'm afraid it's no more than that if you use all your strength from the land immortal realm!"
Countless startled exclamations came from all directions, and what made the monks in the surrounding mysterious place continue to show their horror. With the passage of time, this storm of tornado blood plume was still growing under the roar of the nine princes in the central shangguo.After that, the ninth Prince raised his hands, trembled slightly and pushed forward heavily. His pushing speed was very slow, as if there were thousands of weights in front of him. However, it was also the case. With the ninth Prince pushing forward, the bloody wind connecting the whole heaven and earth in front of the Golden Palace began to sweep towards the summer army in front of him.
"Who can stop this prince, no one can stop me!"
The ninth Prince's harsh roar was full of madness. However, the next breath, his rebellious voice suddenly stopped. No matter how vast the fierce scarlet hurricane was, no one in front of him had stopped at all. Instead, he raised his voice to the sky with a deafening roar:
"the glory of the great summer" Long live your majesty
The roar of the mountain and tsunami resounded through the sky, and even covered the hissing sound of the hurricane. Then, in the light of the blue and white altar, a figure with a sword leaped out directly. After a little light on the ground, it floated like a butterfly to the scarlet dragon scroll above and the golden palace where the ninth prince was located.
However, after a few minutes, more and more monks in taixuan began to pay attention to this tiny image that hit the tornado hurricane, because they were not unfamiliar with it. Then Qi Qi's high voice was directly sent out:
"it's her, the Terran female swordsman who killed the sword crazy Pei Jian with a sword on the North Sea!"
"What does she want to do? Is she trying to use her own strength to directly cut off the sky and earth. If the hurricane fails, how can it be possible?"
After a few flashes in the air, the flying shadow of Jiansheng robe appears directly before the hurricane connecting heaven and earth.
Compared with the vast and huge tornado, the girl's figure is so insignificant. At the next breath, Jiansheng directly pulls out the crystal sword with red light in his hand. He takes a step on the air with his right foot, raises the sword forward, and makes a standard starting style.
"Magic power. Tai'a sword blade storm!"
In a flash, countless stars fell directly from the sky. The sword was born between the stars and danced, holding the sword and cutting out countless swords in front of him.
The sword came up from the Ninth Heaven, and then merged with the misty star light. It turned into a storm of tai'a rising from the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth.
Once again, there was an unstoppable storm in the whole battlefield of the Chinese army.
Storm against storm!
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"Lao Jiu is finished, and so are the monks of zongmen who are charging with him!"
At the back of the bloody battlefield in the North Sea, the solemn words of one voice came from the mouth of the great prince and the fourth Prince of the central government. Then they locked their eyes in front of them. Like a torrent, they continued to charge the dashia Jiulong storming troops. Their thoughts beat in their golden eyes.
"He is also a monk with high accomplishments. You should be aware of the strength of the young master of the eagle's nest. You should know that the cultivation of controlling the birth and destruction of the environment is among the best in Tangdu, and this strength can cut off his head in one face-to-face manner. My highness asks all present, who can do it?"
After the emperor's inquiry fell, the monks who were standing under him were silent one after another. The huge golden hall became quiet for a time, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely frightful.
Then the big prince's face became more and more ugly. Finally, he turned his eyes to the direction where the children of jujianzong were located. Although he did not continue to speak, his intention to ask was obvious.
If the ninth Prince's trip to the North Sea mainly depended on the eagle's nest of Tangdu, then the Jujian clan was the most powerful master of the imperial clan. Then, among the Jujian sect's camps, the first disciple with a giant sword raised his head and took a step forward. The sound of a strong response was heard:
and "Back to your highness, if our five brothers unite to form a battle, we can't kill Yingli in front of us, but we have the confidence to kill them like pigs and dogs."
The response of the disciple of jujianzong was full of confidence. As soon as he said this, the dignified color on the prince's face gradually faded. After nodding slightly, he continued to look up at the bloody battlefield filled with gunpowder.
The next breath, on the whole battlefield, a roar from the nine princes of the central kingdom rang through the sky:
"you dare to kill the aristocrats of our country's eagle nest. Damn, humble people, accept the destruction and anger from ancient blood Eagles!"
The roar and roar rolled down. The golden palace, which had already opened its wings, continued to soar on both sides of the huge eagle feathers, and then the wings rapidly changed from gold to scarlet, and a huge blood plume emerged.
Then, with the rise of a vast will, the void behind the golden palace of the ninth Prince directly descended on an ancient blood eagle's will, rolling the ancient tyrannical atmosphere from top to bottom, just like a wave, pounding and attacking the Xiaxia front Chinese army below.
"It is said that the mother family of the ninth Prince of the central state was a nobleman of Yingchao in Tangdu. At this time, when he saw that he was worthy of his reputation, he even moved the Taoist image of the most precious ancestor of the clan. Obviously, he was fully supported by the eagle's nest."
At the rear of the battlefield, there are some motionless friars, staring at the will of the ancient blood eagle who came to the North Sea in the void and murmured. Then another monk next to him opened his mouth and responded:
"the ancient ancestral Taoist image directly reflects the details of a sect. The eagle's nest has a long history. This ancient Taoist statue has the highest strength and the magic power it releases must be It must have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. I don't know that this has given all people an unexpected Xiandao people. What can they do this time? "
At this point, the patriarch's face was calm, and after a pause, his voice continued to spread:
"if the Terran can lightly defuse this kind of magical power, then my patriarch will have to consider whether to continue to attack."
The words of the monk, to a certain extent, expressed the struggle in the hearts of the monks who were watching in the rear. The towering and sharp edge of the vast land of Shenzhou revealed to the world at this time had planted a seed called fear in the deep heart of the monks in these mysterious places.
As Zhao Yu said, only blood can reach the hearts of the people. Countless monks in the land of taixuan have fallen to the ground, and the tragic situation of blood flowing into the river is exposed to the naked. Although these friars in the land of taixuan are not willing to admit it, they have begun to retreat in their hearts.
Once the seeds are planted, they will gradually take root and germinate under the nourishment!
On the other side of the front battlefield, the roar of the ninth prince, who had been completely tyrannical, sounded again:
"if you die, you will die to your highness!"
After a few breaths, the ancient blood eagle ancestor Taoist statue behind the golden hall directly raised its head to the sky and gave out a piercing and incomparable hissing, and then the huge bloody wings were fiercely fanned forward.
Blood plume fishy wind, rolling up!
In front of the ancient giant eagle, a fishy wind suddenly took shape, and then the scarlet dragon roll surged outward at a very violent speed. With only a few breaths, it directly turned into a super storm relying on the sky and the earth. While countless scarlet blood feathers cut back and forth inside, the vast and incomparable sharpness occupied the center of the whole battlefield and instantly occupied all the people's sight Cohesion.
"What a powerful magic power. I'm afraid it's no more than that if you use all your strength from the land immortal realm!"
Countless startled exclamations came from all directions, and what made the monks in the surrounding mysterious place continue to show their horror. With the passage of time, this storm of tornado blood plume was still growing under the roar of the nine princes in the central shangguo.After that, the ninth Prince raised his hands, trembled slightly and pushed forward heavily. His pushing speed was very slow, as if there were thousands of weights in front of him. However, it was also the case. With the ninth Prince pushing forward, the bloody wind connecting the whole heaven and earth in front of the Golden Palace began to sweep towards the summer army in front of him.
"Who can stop this prince, no one can stop me!"
The ninth Prince's harsh roar was full of madness. However, the next breath, his rebellious voice suddenly stopped. No matter how vast the fierce scarlet hurricane was, no one in front of him had stopped at all. Instead, he raised his voice to the sky with a deafening roar:
"the glory of the great summer" Long live your majesty
The roar of the mountain and tsunami resounded through the sky, and even covered the hissing sound of the hurricane. Then, in the light of the blue and white altar, a figure with a sword leaped out directly. After a little light on the ground, it floated like a butterfly to the scarlet dragon scroll above and the golden palace where the ninth prince was located.
However, after a few minutes, more and more monks in taixuan began to pay attention to this tiny image that hit the tornado hurricane, because they were not unfamiliar with it. Then Qi Qi's high voice was directly sent out:
"it's her, the Terran female swordsman who killed the sword crazy Pei Jian with a sword on the North Sea!"
"What does she want to do? Is she trying to use her own strength to directly cut off the sky and earth. If the hurricane fails, how can it be possible?"
After a few flashes in the air, the flying shadow of Jiansheng robe appears directly before the hurricane connecting heaven and earth.
Compared with the vast and huge tornado, the girl's figure is so insignificant. At the next breath, Jiansheng directly pulls out the crystal sword with red light in his hand. He takes a step on the air with his right foot, raises the sword forward, and makes a standard starting style.
"Magic power. Tai'a sword blade storm!"
In a flash, countless stars fell directly from the sky. The sword was born between the stars and danced, holding the sword and cutting out countless swords in front of him.
The sword came up from the Ninth Heaven, and then merged with the misty star light. It turned into a storm of tai'a rising from the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth.
Once again, there was an unstoppable storm in the whole battlefield of the Chinese army.
Storm against storm!
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"Lao Jiu is finished, and so are the monks of zongmen who are charging with him!" At the back of the bloody battlefield in the North Sea, the solemn words of one voice came from the mouth of the great prince and the fourth Prince of the central government. Then they locked their eyes in front of them. Like a torrent, they continued to charge the dashia Jiulong storming troops. Their thoughts beat in their golden eyes. "He is also a monk with high accomplishments. You should be aware of the strength of the young master of the eagle's nest. You should know that the cultivation of controlling the birth and destruction of the environment is among the best in Tangdu, and this strength can cut off his head in one face-to-face manner. My highness asks all present, who can do it?" After the emperor's inquiry fell, the monks who were standing under him were silent one after another. The huge golden hall became quiet for a time, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely frightful. Then the big prince's face became more and more ugly. Finally, he turned his eyes to the direction where the children of jujianzong were located. Although he did not continue to speak, his intention to ask was obvious. If the ninth Prince's trip to the North Sea mainly depended on the eagle's nest of Tangdu, then the Jujian clan was the most powerful master of the imperial clan. Then, among the Jujian sect's camps, the first disciple with a giant sword raised his head and took a step forward. The sound of a strong response was heard: and "Back to your highness, if our five brothers unite to form a battle, we can't kill Yingli in front of us, but we have the confidence to kill them like pigs and dogs." The response of the disciple of jujianzong was full of confidence. As soon as he said this, the dignified color on the prince's face gradually faded. After nodding slightly, he continued to look up at the bloody battlefield filled with gunpowder. The next breath, on the whole battlefield, a roar from the nine princes of the central kingdom rang through the sky: "you dare to kill the aristocrats of our country's eagle nest. Damn, humble people, accept the destruction and anger from ancient blood Eagles!" The roar and roar rolled down. The golden palace, which had already opened its wings, continued to soar on both sides of the huge eagle feathers, and then the wings rapidly changed from gold to scarlet, and a huge blood plume emerged. Then, with the rise of a vast will, the void behind the golden palace of the ninth Prince directly descended on an ancient blood eagle's will, rolling the ancient tyrannical atmosphere from top to bottom, just like a wave, pounding and attacking the Xiaxia front Chinese army below. "It is said that the mother family of the ninth Prince of the central state was a nobleman of Yingchao in Tangdu. At this time, when he saw that he was worthy of his reputation, he even moved the Taoist image of the most precious ancestor of the clan. Obviously, he was fully supported by the eagle's nest." At the rear of the battlefield, there are some motionless friars, staring at the will of the ancient blood eagle who came to the North Sea in the void and murmured. Then another monk next to him opened his mouth and responded: "the ancient ancestral Taoist image directly reflects the details of a sect. The eagle's nest has a long history. This ancient Taoist statue has the highest strength and the magic power it releases must be It must have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. I don't know that this has given all people an unexpected Xiandao people. What can they do this time? " At this point, the patriarch's face was calm, and after a pause, his voice continued to spread: "if the Terran can lightly defuse this kind of magical power, then my patriarch will have to consider whether to continue to attack." The words of the monk, to a certain extent, expressed the struggle in the hearts of the monks who were watching in the rear. The towering and sharp edge of the vast land of Shenzhou revealed to the world at this time had planted a seed called fear in the deep heart of the monks in these mysterious places. As Zhao Yu said, only blood can reach the hearts of the people. Countless monks in the land of taixuan have fallen to the ground, and the tragic situation of blood flowing into the river is exposed to the naked. Although these friars in the land of taixuan are not willing to admit it, they have begun to retreat in their hearts. Once the seeds are planted, they will gradually take root and germinate under the nourishment! On the other side of the front battlefield, the roar of the ninth prince, who had been completely tyrannical, sounded again: "if you die, you will die to your highness!" After a few breaths, the ancient blood eagle ancestor Taoist statue behind the golden hall directly raised its head to the sky and gave out a piercing and incomparable hissing, and then the huge bloody wings were fiercely fanned forward. Blood plume fishy wind, rolling up! In front of the ancient giant eagle, a fishy wind suddenly took shape, and then the scarlet dragon roll surged outward at a very violent speed. With only a few breaths, it directly turned into a super storm relying on the sky and the earth. While countless scarlet blood feathers cut back and forth inside, the vast and incomparable sharpness occupied the center of the whole battlefield and instantly occupied all the people's sight Cohesion. "What a powerful magic power. I'm afraid it's no more than that if you use all your strength from the land immortal realm!" Countless startled exclamations came from all directions, and what made the monks in the surrounding mysterious place continue to show their horror. With the passage of time, this storm of tornado blood plume was still growing under the roar of the nine princes in the central shangguo.After that, the ninth Prince raised his hands, trembled slightly and pushed forward heavily. His pushing speed was very slow, as if there were thousands of weights in front of him. However, it was also the case. With the ninth Prince pushing forward, the bloody wind connecting the whole heaven and earth in front of the Golden Palace began to sweep towards the summer army in front of him. "Who can stop this prince, no one can stop me!" The ninth Prince's harsh roar was full of madness. However, the next breath, his rebellious voice suddenly stopped. No matter how vast the fierce scarlet hurricane was, no one in front of him had stopped at all. Instead, he raised his voice to the sky with a deafening roar: "the glory of the great summer" Long live your majesty The roar of the mountain and tsunami resounded through the sky, and even covered the hissing sound of the hurricane. Then, in the light of the blue and white altar, a figure with a sword leaped out directly. After a little light on the ground, it floated like a butterfly to the scarlet dragon scroll above and the golden palace where the ninth prince was located. However, after a few minutes, more and more monks in taixuan began to pay attention to this tiny image that hit the tornado hurricane, because they were not unfamiliar with it. Then Qi Qi's high voice was directly sent out: "it's her, the Terran female swordsman who killed the sword crazy Pei Jian with a sword on the North Sea!" "What does she want to do? Is she trying to use her own strength to directly cut off the sky and earth. If the hurricane fails, how can it be possible?" After a few flashes in the air, the flying shadow of Jiansheng robe appears directly before the hurricane connecting heaven and earth. Compared with the vast and huge tornado, the girl's figure is so insignificant. At the next breath, Jiansheng directly pulls out the crystal sword with red light in his hand. He takes a step on the air with his right foot, raises the sword forward, and makes a standard starting style. "Magic power. Tai'a sword blade storm!" In a flash, countless stars fell directly from the sky. The sword was born between the stars and danced, holding the sword and cutting out countless swords in front of him. The sword came up from the Ninth Heaven, and then merged with the misty star light. It turned into a storm of tai'a rising from the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth. Once again, there was an unstoppable storm in the whole battlefield of the Chinese army. Storm against storm! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
