Chapter 993: The Difficulty of the Four Realms City
If anyone on this city wall would feel panic when faced with such a situation, Lu Jiuque would not be surprised.
But no matter who it is, this person alone can't be a witch horse sword!
As the guardian of the Four Realms City, and as the backbone of this Terran Brilliant City, no one should know the power of the Ancient Relic Array of the Four Realms City better than him.
Emperor Shifang said that if this formation will not be broken, it will definitely not be broken, so what is he afraid of? What was he fearing in his heart?
Lu Jiu was puzzled, and there was a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.
Could it be that the formation of the Four Realms City, and this secret that even the Emperor Shifang doesn't know?
No way!
She wants to ask!
Lu Jiuque jumped down from the palm of the sword, and quickly walked to the side of the witch horse sword, at this moment, the first wave of demonic beast talent and divine power had been assembled, and under the roar of the beastmaster, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, it hit the protection array of the Four Realms City like a wild current!
"Boom—"
The speed was so fast that it was so fast that Lu Jiuque only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and the whole world was overturned.
However, the Wu Ma Jian in her eyes not only did not have the calmness of a peerless master, but also lost its center of gravity, and was thrown out like a helpless person.
A scream that belonged to a woman, suddenly sounded in the roar.
Sharp and alarmed.
Seeing this, Lu Jiuque didn't have time to think about it, and reached out and grabbed the hand of the Wu Ma Sword!
His arms looked extremely thick and strong, but when they were grabbed by Lu Jiuque, they were even thinner and smoother than a girl's wrists.
it!
What's going on?!
Lu Jiuque looked confused, but time didn't allow her to think at all, so she could only pull the Wu Ma Sword back to her side first.
In an instant, the entire Four Realms City trembled suddenly, and the hard and solid earth was torn apart by this piece of power, as fragile as glass, exploding, and collapsing!
Huge clods of earth were blown up by the wind, turning into floating, shattered light and shadows, constantly intertwining and stretching in the eyes of everyone.
The next moment, the floating continent was scorched by the flames again, shattering into ashes inch by inch in the endless, scorching light.
Everything around was in vain, and the only surviving Four Realms City became an island in the torrent in the blink of an eye!
Everything that existed within everyone's eyes was gone......
They were powerless to stop it, they could not change it, they could only watch as the town, which they were so proud of, rolled like pebbles in the rapids.
small, helpless, vulnerable, and unbearable...... And even the next moment, destruction, perdition......
The might of the orcs!
They simply can't stop it!
What's even more terrifying is that after experiencing the impact of that one, the Four Realms City began to shake violently, and many people with poor strength were thrown out, as if from the earth to the sky, a burst of "human rain"!
More people collapsed to the ground, clinging to the objects around them that could fix them, with a pair of lifeless eyes, staring into the distance for a moment, until someone's body directly passed through the ancient array, and fell into the aftermath of the still fluctuating natural power, "bang", turning into a cloud of blood mist.
"Whoa......
The limbs are shattered, the internal organs are burned, like mayfly dust, unable to be traced, and the scene is gloomy.
People stared at the death of their comrades who had been thrown out as if they were staring at a tragic end times......