In the canyon, screams were heard one after another, blood was splashing in the canyon, and many warriors were stabbed into hedgehogs by the spiritual soldiers and died miserably.
Seeing this purgatory-like scene, Jian Meng seemed sluggish, and an emotion called self-blame surged into his heart.
Before Wen Xi, the Lord of the Moon Temple, left the northwest of Shenxu, he specifically told Jian Meng that there were countless spiritual soldiers in Lu Xuan Tower, so Jian Meng should be careful.
How many spiritual soldiers are there, one thousand or two thousand spiritual soldiers?
The spiritual soldiers are far different from the heavenly soldiers and the Tao soldiers, but if they are stained with the word "spiritual", they are not bronze. Ironware is comparable.
Yue Qingli is the number one genius of the Hundred Refining Heaven Sect, and he is also a weapon refiner. He only has a hundred spiritual weapons, so Jianmeng thought that Lu Xuanlou had a few spiritual weapons after all, and He didn't pay too much attention to the instructions of Moon Temple Lord Wen Xi.
There are spiritual soldiers here covering the sky and the sun, and they are like rain. Only Jianmeng knows that countless means countless.
Jian Meng was shocked. Even the Bailian Tianzong did not have so many spiritual soldiers. Jian Meng couldn't figure out how Lu Xuan Tower could have more terrifying heritage than Bailian Tianzong
Jian Meng thought she paid enough attention to Lu Xuan Tower, but in the end she still underestimated Lu Xuan Tower. This has resulted in the current irreversible situation.
Under the protection of the wings of the First Sword Sect, the Alliance is also a flower in the greenhouse. It does not know the cruelty of the Wind Sword and Frost Sword. The so-called good character is just that the stems are slightly thicker than others
Seeing the tragic death of martial arts warriors and the deaths of immortal disciples, Jian Meng fell into self-blame and regret, unable to extricate himself, and stood there blankly, letting the rain of swords fall.
Zhao Huaisu and Xu Mo joined forces to block the spiritual soldiers, while Yue Qingli and Yun Miaomiao guarded Jianmeng on the left and right.
"Jianmeng, cheer up"
Zhao Huaisu shouted in a low voice. Jianmeng was the leader of the Donghuang Immortal Sect at the moment. If she was downcast, how could the Immortal Sect disciples and the warriors fight? The meaning can be expressed
Zhao Huaisu formed a seal with his hands and cast a heart-clearing spell. A cold feeling surged into Jianmeng's heart, and Jianmeng suddenly woke up.
Lu Xuanlou’s offensive is like a waterfall pouring down the ground, and like a river flowing eastward, it is out of control. Although it cannot seriously damage the genius of the world and the three calamity warriors, after Lu Xuanlou took action, within a short time, it has already There were thousands of warriors killed and wounded. If this continued, all the warriors might have their bones buried here. Jian Meng knew that this was not the time to blame himself.
Jian Meng looked at the murderous Lu Xuanlou, and slowly exhaled a breath, revealing a look of determination. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised her sword high, and the long sword drew a bright trajectory. A shocking sword intent rose up and spread toward Lu Xuan Tower.
Aware of the sword intent and the killing intent, Lu Xuan felt a connection in his heart and looked at Jian Meng with a solemn look in his eyes. Having seen death, bloodshed, and hell on earth, Jianmeng's sword seemed to have become sharper.
"I admit that you are strong, but we will never bury your bones here"
Jian Meng raised his head indifferently, looked ahead, and raised the long sword with great dignity. , arm waving, flashingIt fell like electricity.
The sword energy hit the spiritual weapon frenzy. This sword energy rubbed against the body of the spiritual weapon and rolled forward. The front wave pushed back the wave, and the momentum became more and more powerful. The huge impact of the sword energy oppressed the people. The spiritual soldiers, the spiritual soldiers could not move forward, and eventually fell into pieces and were submerged in the sword energy.
The sword energy came fiercely, the corner of Lu Xuanlou's mouth raised slightly, the seven-color light surged around him, and the phoenix feather sword appeared. Lu Xuanlou moved his hand, the seven-color feather swords were lined up side by side, and the phoenix sounded, Shoot towards the sword energy.
The feather sword was used to break the face, it was extremely powerful, and it easily pierced the sword energy. The seven feather swords suddenly rose up, turned sharply, and then fell down violently, cutting off the sword energy at the waist, and the feather swords danced wildly. , and destroyed all the sword energy.
Jianmeng disappeared in the blink of an eye, and appeared behind Lu Xuanlou. Jianmeng swung his sword to cut, and the sword energy fell on Lu Xuanlou first, like a bone scraper. The wind stung Lu Xuanlou.
"Whoops"
A purple light flashed from Lu Xuanlou's ear and hit Jian Meng's sword. A terrifying force swept over Lu Xuanlou's body. The body was so compressed that it slipped all the way out.
Jian Meng slashed out three more swords in succession, and another three-color ray of light came forward, but Lu Xuanlou was not hurt at all.
Jian Meng did not feel happy at all in suppressing Lu Xuanlou. No matter how fierce her offensive was, Lu Xuanlou only defended but did not attack. He controlled countless spiritual soldiers wholeheartedly and slaughtered Xianmen disciples and martial arts warriors to his heart's content.
"Jian Meng, feel free to take action, I am here"
Seeing Jian Meng's worries, Zhao Huaisu stepped forward, and the genius who was number one in Taoism finally revealed his full strength. .
Zhao Huaisu's fingers flew around, forming a series of marks. A little green light suddenly appeared, rising in the wind, and a light array with a radius of several thousand meters appeared out of thin air. Facing the heavy rain of spiritual soldiers, it turned into a sky and enveloped it. Above the canyon, it shelters the disciples of the Immortal Sect and martial arts warriors.
A streak of cold light fell, hitting the blue sky, snapping, leaving behind countless fragments of the spirit soldiers.
Everyone couldn't help but feel happy when they saw this. Jianmeng and a dozen three-disaster warriors took action one after another, going against the frenzied wave of spiritual soldiers and slowly killing towards Lu Xuan Tower.
Tianshu General Tianshu and Liu Meng were finally unable to compete with each other. Tianshu General, holding the Taoist Xuewei Sword, fought with Jianmeng. Liu Meng, holding the Taoist Tiger Sword, followed the spirit. The soldiers rushed down in a frenzy, fearless of death, and faced more than a dozen three-disaster warriors.
"Back off"
Lu Xuanlou shouted coldly, showing his domineering nature and leaving no room for doubt. Liu Meng's charge into the formation came to an abrupt halt. After a slight hesitation, General Tianshu hesitated. , also retreated.
Lu Xuanlou said proudly, "There are only a dozen three-disaster warriors, why should I be afraid?"
The Donghuang Immortal Sect has already taken action with all its strength, so he should return the favor and fight with all his strength. .
"Not overestimating one's own capabilities"
A dozen three-disaster warriors looked down upon them. Although there were many spiritual soldiers in Luxuan Tower, they could kill the martial arts warriors, but they could not hurt them. At this moment, the big warriors , is tantamount to seeking death.
Lu Xuanlou is at ease againMoving, the rain of spirit soldiers suddenly stopped. Before everyone could react, the spirit soldiers gathered, surged, and condensed together, transforming into a long dragon, baring its teeth and claws, exuding terrifying power.
"Roar"
A dragon's roar, a surge of air, containing the edge of a spiritual soldier, drove away the sword dream.
A divine dragon swung its tail and swept across a dozen Three-Disaster Warriors. The sound of sonic booms filled the air, which showed its terrifying power. The dozen Three-Disaster Warriors did not dare to resist, so they had to duck and dodge.
The long dragon flew around the Luxuan Tower, roared to the sky, shattered the clouds, and then headed straight down towards the blue sky.
"Xu Mo, help me"
The long dragon came at a terrifying speed, violently rubbing against the air, and flames were rising all over its body. Zhao Huaisu was well aware of its terrifying power and did not dare to do anything. Carelessly, he called Xu Mo for help.
Xu Mo, Yun Miaomiao, and Yue Qingli did not dare to neglect at all. Several palms fell behind Zhao Huaisu, and the terrifying spiritual energy poured into Zhao Huaisu's body, and the blue sky was filled with light. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft