Chapter 1138: The Sword Rises Wind and Thunder
After receiving the order to attack from the base camp, the disciples of the other sects who stayed behind in the Four Great Peaks also rushed down the mountain one after another under the leadership of the masters of the Three Holy Temples and the Four Spirit Courtyards to help the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion stop the army of the undead. 【Reading.com】
Although all forces have already sent out warning signals, and more peerless powerhouses will soon come to support, but after all, far water can't save the near fire, and if the undead attack in, I'm afraid they will all suffer
With the addition of these strong and new forces, the defense line of the four peaks, which was full of holes, suddenly improved.
Among them, Duanmu Qingyun himself is the king of the three magic spirits, and he can destroy thousands of troops and horses with a shot, Ximen Chuiyue and others, holding high-grade Xuan soldiers and even god-level Xuan soldiers in their hands, can sweep away hundreds of undead with one shot.
And the pro-guards of the base camp, any one of them is an acquired powerhouse who has experienced a hundred battles, and a few people can cooperate with each other to block a gap.
If it weren't for the scruples of being accidentally injured by the flying swords of the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, they could even launch a small-scale counterattack.
Of course, this is all nonsense, if there is no Ten Thousand Swords Array, they can stop a million undead
At the rear of the army of the undead, in the center of a neat phalanx, the divine consciousness of the Xuan Ling Gongzi shuttled between the breath of the undead, instilling his will into the remnant soul of each undead, and through these undead, he could also see clearly everything that happened on every battlefield.
Xuan Ling shook his head in disappointment: "The strength of the Three Law Spirit Kings is nothing more than that, it seems that it is difficult for me to see a peerless powerhouse at the Spirit Emperor level today." ”
Xuanyuan Yannian smiled and said: "That's not necessarily, although the four Supreme Elders and Duanmu Qingyun are strong, but in the face of the impact of millions of undead, when they are finally exhausted, they can't stop it."
"If there is no Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, it will definitely not be able to stop it, not even my demigod body, but what," Xuan Ling's voice turned, and his gloomy eyes looked at the flying swords circling in the sky. Yu Yu said, "The power of this sword array has not yet exerted one percent, if it is really activated, I am afraid that even tens of millions of troops will not be able to break it."
Xuanyuan Yannian let out a rude laugh: "Childe, only the disciples of the Sword Pavilion personally control the formation eye, and the elders of the Twelve Sword Pavilion assist in the formation, can the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array be truly activated." But the twelve elders had already let Xie Tianci force him to death. In order to save Leng Qingxun, the old sword ghost did not hesitate to blow up his body. Although the sword soul is immortal and immortal, it will take a hundred years to practice again. Even if Leng Qingxun is here, it will be difficult to support it alone, and this big array is destined to be broken by us."
Xuanling Gongzi sighed in disappointment: "I heard that the iron-faced Qingxun is unparalleled, happy and revenge, and a sword is the best in the world, even the innate powerhouses who are one realm higher than him can't compete, it seems that this time there is no chance to appreciate his style." ”
"You're going to have a chance. As long as we kill Xiao Qiang, you will be able to see Leng Qingxun's Wind and Thunder Sword" Xuanyuan Yannian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he let out a piercing sneer.
When the two were talking, the Xuanling Princes did not forget to control the army of the undead, and soon he changed his formation, transferring hundreds of thousands of powerful undead to the front line, and the situation began to change again.
Thousands of canyons and lowlands. The bones piled up like a mountain, and the flying swords of the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array hit it, making a tinkling and crisp sound, which still affected the speed of the sword formation's circulation to some extent.
Countless bone scorpions and bone snakes continue to dive into the ground, forcibly cracking the dirt. Dig deep tunnels to open the way for the army of the undead to attack.
roar
On the flat ground, 100,000 legions of undead with a body height of three or four meters lined up in a neat queue and began to rush forward.
Among them, the smallest porcupine, is also more than three meters tall. The tallest nine-armed demon ape, even more than a dozen meters high, was like a moving hill, pressing forward
When this huge phalanx burst into the sword rain of the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, it suddenly emitted a dense explosion, and finally converged into a terrifying roar
An army of 100,000 bone beasts, with a width of ten miles, forcibly opened a wide opening in the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array.
Although the corpses of the bone beasts on the periphery continued to collapse and shatter, they still pushed forward, blocking the hovering flying swords on both sides.
Finally, the charging array formed by the 100,000 powerful bone beast undead completely tore a hole in the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, and along this opening, hundreds of thousands of undead armies surged forward frantically, attacking the foot of the Fire Spirit Peak in one fell swoop
Because of this terrifying rift, the entire Ten Thousand Swords Great Array seemed to be affected, the circling sword array became relaxed, and the flying swords became a little thinner.
At this moment, the warriors in the various defensive positions suddenly felt the pressure, and when they learned that the defense line of the Fire Spirit Peak had been torn apart, they all shrank and retreated.
Duanmu Qingyun had already come to the foot of the Fire Spirit Peak, suspended in mid-air, a big hand opened, and when he reached forward, three lightning bolts of different colors roared into the army of the undead, and suddenly exploded, blasting out three blank areas that were more than ten meters wide and a hundred meters long.
Almost without a pause, the god-level Xuan Soldier in his right hand shattered the empty knife and slashed forward rapidly, with the sword light of spatial ability, roaring forward against the ground, rolling up an incomparably fierce wind.
Wherever the sword light went, it was unstoppable, and every time the huge sword light touched the bone beast that intercepted him, it would decompose into a sword light, and the powerful gang wind was like a raging hurricane, rolling the surrounding bone beasts into the air and shattering them.
With a knife out, shatter the space
Endless sword light flew in the army of bone beasts, continuing to rebound, split, and rebound, and in the blink of an eye, within a radius of two thousand meters, the sword light was brilliant, the wind danced, and all the bone beast undead turned into broken bones, blowing and scattered in the wind.
Duanmu Qingyun's sword slashed out 10,000 powerful undead
Duanmu Qingyun's face was pale, looking at the huge clearing in front of him, and before the aura in his body could flow back, he saw an endless army of undead pouring into this clearing.
Also feeling powerless are Simon Chuiyue and the others, although every time they make a move, they can clear a large open space, and they will be quickly filled by the undead beings who don't know what fear is.
Their energy was constantly consumed, and the Xuan soldiers in their hands had dimmed a lot, but they still couldn't stop the surging undead frenzy.
At this time, it was pointless to hold on any longer, Duanmu Qingyun put away the broken empty knife, and said in a loud voice: "Listen to all orders, retreat to the Ice Ruler Peak of the General Altar, and look for an opportunity to break through"
Duanmu Qingyun's loud voice echoed in the sky, and the warriors of all forces breathed a sigh of relief and retreated one after another.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion looked gloomy, looking at their fellow disciples who had fallen under the iron hooves of the undead, and let out heart-rending cries as they retreated, leaving countless corpses along the way. Just when the army of the undead tore through the Ten Thousand Swords Array and ruthlessly crushed the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky
Millions of undead looked up at the sky and saw a cyan pillar of light explode through the thick dark clouds, falling straight from the sky and landing on the Ice Ruler Peak of the Main Altar.
In the scattered blue light, Leng Qingxun, dressed in a green shirt, suspended in the air, his calm eyes overlooking the millions of undead, suddenly drew out the wind and thunder sword, and stabbed into the sky. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation