Previously, his coat was very ordinary, and the thing hanging from his waist did not have any special light or aura fluctuations, so it did not attract anyone's attention.

Celebrities of both the Southern and Northern Wei dynasties liked to wear some jade or fragrant wood as ornaments, some to show their unique hobbies and tastes, some to make people recognizable at a glance, and some just for fun.

When Xiao Donghuang's hand landed on the object on his waist, everyone realized that there was something wrong with this thing.

Chen Jianru saw the appearance of this thing clearly before he crushed it.

The thing that Xiao Donghuang hung on his waist was not only like a tortoise shell, but also like a stubborn stone, more precisely, like a piece of tortoise shell that had been buried in the soil for too long and became something like a fossil.

On one side, it has many natural tortoiseshell-like textures, while on the other side, there are countless subtle unevenness, like a mountain being miniature on it.

When Xiao Donghuang's True Yuan poured out from his fingertips, this thing easily shattered, spewing out a lot of gray-white and blue stone powder.

However, in the next moment, a storm surged from the powder, and there were countless deep silver lights, shining like stars inside.

A majestic force gushed out in front of him.

In Chen Qianru's perception, it was like a sandstorm smashing a galaxy over.

Beyond his strength, his perception was shattered by the sandstorm.

His sword-like ruler stood up, standing in the way.

There were countless pieces of energy sharper than iron in the sand and dust, but his sword was like a rock in the torrent and stood still, obviously a very slender sword body, but it separated all the surging power.

His dark sword body also gradually ignited with silver starlight, and looking at the light burning on the sword body, a trace of emotion finally appeared in his calm eyes.

Before that, he didn't feel how powerful Xiao Donghuang was under the seat of Zhongshan Wang Yuanying, in his opinion, Xiao Donghuang was just a poor and pathetic figure whose eyes were completely red by hatred.

Everything can't be too exhaustive, and it is impossible for people who retaliate with too brutal means to gain more people's support, so he feels that Xiao Donghuang is a pawn who will be abandoned sooner or later even in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Now, however, his views have changed completely.

He was even a little glad that he had made a mistake.

If you can kill this terrible array master here, I am afraid that it is more important than the painstakingly mobilizing a strange army to come between these cities.

"All behind me!"

In Lin Yi's perception, even with the obstruction of Chen Jianru's sword, this sandstorm was far more terrifying than Chen Jianru's perception. Looking at the sand and dust pouring over, Lin Yi let out an undoubted scream, he crossed his arms, blocked in front of him, and then straightened his body.

Sensing the power contained in these sands, Bai Yuelu did not hesitate, curled up, and completely hid herself behind Lin Yi.

Li Moxiao stepped behind Bai Yuelu first, and then reached out and pulled Rong Yi behind him.

He didn't want to take the lead, but because he and Rong Yi's figure were much larger than Bai Yuelu, so when this sand and dust came, if Lin Yi couldn't stop it, then he would be the second shield in front of Rong Yi.

The sand and dust fell on Lin Yi.

It was as if many arrows had fallen on him at the same time, and countless dull crashing sounds sounded on Lin Yi's body.

The sand and dust were too fine for even the slightest cracks in the Heavenly Treasure Clothes to be blocked, and many subtle wounds suddenly appeared on his body.

Lin Yi's breath instantly burned.

The weirdest thing is not the sand and dust with its powerful piercing power, but the silver starlight.

These silver stars passed through the Heavenly Treasure Treasure Clothes like mist, and then instantly penetrated into his body.

Then it was as if more dust was spreading out of his body.

These strange silver starlight were all the aggregation of vitality, and when it spread through his body like sand and dust, and when it met his qi and blood, it burned like a flame in his body.

His breath became hot because the temperature of his entire body was rising.

His heart was beating violently, and the blood in his veins was flowing rapidly almost uncontrollably, trying to take the heat out of his body.

He was sweating profusely, and his clothes were steaming.

He began to feel extremely thirsty.

Lin Yi's consciousness began to blur a little, and he felt that his blood would be steamed dry by this heat.

But at this moment, a large amount of air flow was generated in his body, just like a hurricane, carrying this heat, pouring into his dantian together.

His dantian roared, and the "inner dan" frantically devoured these air currents.

Lin Yi let out a muffled snort of pain.

In addition to the burning heat that permeated his whole body being drained away, he even felt that much of the blood in his veins had disappeared, and those bloodlines had even become dry and full of cracks in his perception.

Bai Yuelu's hand landed on Lin Yi's back.

She felt his pain, but in the face of Lin Yi, who was strong and self-supporting, she didn't dare to slap any True Yuan as before, even if it was to use the softest means to stabilize Lin Yi's body.

"Water!"

Lin Yi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word from his throat.

He felt his throat feel as dry as a blade rubbing against it.

The sand and dust were still sweeping backwards, and Xiao Donghuang had already retreated to the city wall.

No cultivator can entangle with a large army, let alone an ordinary army.

He felt that he had gained enough time, even at the expense of the treasures that had accompanied him since he was a child and had been cultivating the circle to this day.

However, at this moment, he also had a deeper understanding of this legendary Chen family military master.

The figures of two green-shirted cultivators appeared on the city wall.

Xiao Donghuang's eyebrows were instantly raised, sensing that these two cultivators were not the kind of Divine Thoughts Realm masters who were not enough to be on a par with himself, he didn't want to dodge at all, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and in a terrible sound of breaking the air, one of his flying swords hit a person's chest like thunder.

In the face of his flying sword, the green-shirted cultivator didn't even dodge at all, and greeted him with his own body with a loud shout!

Burst!

At the moment when a puff of blood mist poured out of his chest, the True Yuan in his body had also been dispatched between his chest and his hands, and his hands slapped down fiercely towards the flying sword that vibrated in the True Yuan.

Rumble!

The green-shirted cultivator's chest and hands exploded, turning into a puddle of rotten things, and his entire body was broken in two.

Xiao Donghuang's body trembled violently, not only because of the shock caused by the flying sword connected to his qi, but more importantly, because of the tenacity and fierce will of this green-shirted cultivator.

When the companion beside him died, there was not the slightest fear in the eyes of the other green-shirted cultivator, only a more resolute look ignited.

"You die first, and I die. ”

A voice sounded not far behind Xiao Donghuang.

Chen came out of the dust.

The iron ruler sword in his hand had become pitted, as if it had decayed for many years, but his hand was still strong.

Listening to the voice he made, the green-shirted cultivator on the city wall bowed his head, and then burst out all the true yuan in his body.

With a thunderous roar, Xiao Donghuang, who didn't even want to kill this green-shirted cultivator, was stopped by a forced bombardment.

The green-shirted cultivator's body was shattered and his bones were shattered, and his whole body flew out behind the city wall.

But a swirling cloud of energy mixed with his qi and blood, still like a blood dragon lingering in front of Xiao Donghuang.