Liu Qinghuan stood on the first city wall, silently watching the battle in the distance. Ranwen ??? ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ?ａ`ｃｏ?ｍ

Even if he was so far away, he was still shocked. The battle between giant beasts, or mythical beasts, is not something that anyone can ever see, and the grandeur of the scene is truly breathtaking.

"Those otherworldly monks are also bold and arrogant, and they dare to run out at this moment. ”

Liu Qinghuan turned his head and saw that Mo Zhenren from the Heavenly Academy had gone and returned, and fell to his side.

The two of them were in charge of the entire section of the wall, and in case of emergency, they needed to get to the position as quickly as possible.

In the rest of the city wall, there were two Jindan monks every other section, and there were constant shouts behind them, and groups of low-ranking monks were gathering.

He nodded and greeted the other party, and said, "They grasped the timing well, after all, the cockroach is tied up, as long as it avoids their frontal battlefield, it should be safe." And, I can feel ......"

Those powerful aura hidden in the shadows!

Whether it is from the other world or on their side, there is a great monk of the god in secret. On the one hand, it is protection, and on the other hand, it is defense, so they will not make a move easily, and if they do, they may destroy the world.

At this time, I heard the humming sound from the Yantang City behind me.

The two of them turned around at the same time, only to see that the scattered thunder spirit pagodas on the Yantang Mountain Range were all lit up, and the white light emitted connected all the spires to form a complex net.

The thunderous aura that made people's scalps tingle quickly filled the surrounding large area, and Liu Qinghuan snapped his tongue, the white thunder that almost killed him at that time was emitted by these towers.

It's just that at this time, those Thunder Spirit Towers were just gathering momentum, and they didn't emit that terrifying thunder light.

Mo Zhenren asked, "Have you received any orders?"

"Not yet. Liu Qinghuan replied, and the sound transmission crystal in his ears has been silent: "Our task is probably to stay here, obviously others have received orders." ”

A group of monks finally rushed out of the city gate, and the most conspicuous ones were those sword cultivators dressed in purple.

Mo Zhenren exclaimed in a low voice: "This time there seem to be more people from the Ziwei Sword Pavilion than last time, I heard that these people have been specializing in cultivating a certain sword formation since they started. ”

Liu Qinghuan watched as those sword cultivators quickly lined up in a strange array, most of them only had a foundation cultivation in the middle, and a few Jindan monks were distributed among them, but in the center stood a Yuanying monk standing with his hands in his hands.

Soon, the swords in their hands swung in unison, and they disappeared in a sword light that was so sharp that people couldn't look at it directly.

The entire Thousand Pages Mountain Range and the Yantang Mountain Range fell into silence. Everyone felt the strong pressure brought by the approaching war, and they suppressed the boiling blood, excitement, or fear, all of which were pressed to the bottom, leaving only a tense and expressionless face, looking straight in the same direction.

There, the eagle and the dragon have never been broken.

Liu Qinghuan shook his hand and felt the slight sweat in his palms.

When the giant eagle let out a long roar again, and flew up with a large piece of dripping flesh on its talons, the thunder spirit towers that were connected outside the Yantang City buzzed in unison, and the white net suddenly burned, converging into an extremely terrifying thick thunderbolt, and in an instant, it swept across a large plain!

In a burst of white light, only to hear the mournful eagle chirp for a long time, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Liu Qinghuan squinted his eyes and lifted his delusional eyes, only to vaguely see that the thunder light hit one of the wings of the giant eagle, and then there was a loud bang, and the giant eagle screamed and smashed into the mountain range, directly smashing a mountain range!

How could the cunning cockroach let go of this great opportunity!

The scales on its body had been scratched in the fight, and claw marks digging deep into the bones could be seen in several places. The Eagle Snake is a natural enemy, and after being suppressed for many years, its strength has been consumed a lot, so it was not the opponent of the Giant Eagle in the first place.

But at this time, someone repaired to help, and the giant eagle could no longer fly after receiving this terrifying blow, and after losing its air superiority, it became confusing again who was dead in the deer.

Suddenly, the spatial passage in the sky suddenly began to contract, and an extremely terrifying spatial fluctuation erupted, and a flying eaves appeared, followed by an earthy yellow wall.

There was a sound of inhalation around him, and Mo Zhenren opened his mouth wide: "Space magic weapon?!"

Soon, a palace that had shrunk several times was halfway out of the spatial passage.

A buzzing sound sounded behind him again, and the thick thunder light responded to the sound, and accurately hit the palace, bringing up more violent spatial fluctuations.

I saw that the palace shook violently, and half of the eaves of a corner of the roof were blown down!

There was a roar of cheer from under the city walls, mixed with a loud whistle: "Well done, knock that house down!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced down, and saw that Huang Er's waist shouted arrogantly for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "That thing looks like a ghost in the house of Xiling Auction House, there must be a lot of people in it, smash it!"

Another white light flashed, slamming into the main entrance of the palace, a brilliant brilliance burst out, and a layer of colorful protective light shield floated outside the palace, squeezing through the whirlpool under the squeeze of thunder and space storms.

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, I am afraid that this is not a simple space magic weapon that can be compared, even compared with the Great Sumeru Qiankun Tower.

The connected Thunder Spirit Pagoda suddenly extinguished all white light, and after three bombardments, the next start was unknown.

As soon as the palace exited the passage, it sank and landed on top of a mountain range near the periphery, avoiding both the place where the dragon and eagle were fighting, and the bombardment range of a single Thunder Spirit Tower.

The dark and dreary doors of the palace opened at the same time, and a ** otherworldly monk surged out, rushing towards Yantang City like a torrent.

At the same time, Liu Qinghuan saw a Yuanying elder of his sect suddenly appear on the city wall, holding a two-foot-long banner in his hand and throwing it forward!

The flags rose wildly, the flags painted with countless patterns were hunting and fluttering, and the thick flagpoles were inserted down!

A circular magic circle appeared on the ground, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into the flying banner from the magic circle along the flagpole, making the entire banner covered with a hazy spiritual light, which looked mysterious and extraordinary.

A gust of wind mixed with flying sand and rocks rushed to his face, Liu Qinghuan flicked his sleeves, and the thin blue light blocked in front of him, and he saw countless demon beasts and birds rushing out of the flag, with all kinds of strange calls, rushing towards the direction of Qianye Mountain.

Mo Zhenren touched the short beard under his chin, and smiled in surprise: "This is the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner of your Wenshi Sect? I can't tell that those demon beasts are void spirits at all, it's really wonderful!"

Liu Qinghuan said: "It's also the first time I've seen real things, but I don't know who is more powerful than these spiritual creatures compared to real demon beasts. ”

However, he soon saw that a mighty thunder leopard running at the front had just covered its face with the people from the other world who rushed out, and it swooped out like lightning and bit the neck of a foundation building monk!

The man only struggled a few times, and there was almost no room to fight back, and after the others around him had slashed the leopard, he fell to the ground softly, and he had been angry for a long time!

The slain Thunder Leopard turned into an illusory shadow, flew over the chaotic battlefield, and returned to the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner.

Shouts of killing erupted throughout the empty plain, except for the Ziwei Sword Pavilion sword cultivator who was hidden in the sword array, the other Yunmengze monks all stood inside the city wall in shock and joy, watching from a distance as the people of the other world were overwhelmed by the demon beasts that kept pouring out.