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Published at 14th of April 2023 06:37:44 AM


Chapter 529

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"This is your reinforcements?"

Qian Ji Zhen Jun glanced at the red stars.

There was a magic weapon of war in the middle of Yuanying's life, and the breath of six or seven different kinds of Yuanying was extremely messy, some of which he had never seen before.

This power is commendable at ordinary times, but it is not worth mentioning here among the more than 40 Yuan Ying friars.

"Xuanguang Taoist friends, please lead ten Taoist friends to kill this evil spirit. If you can't kill them, you can control them."

Qingming real king to his behind a face with evil spirit of the crown of the elderly guest airway.

"Don't worry, elder martial brother Qingming."

Xuanguang Zhenjun, who had been destroyed up and down the mountain gate, looked at Wei Tianyang with the cold eyes of gouging out flesh. He looked at Wei Tianyang and looked at Qingming Zhenjun slightly. He and ten Yuan Ying friars flew to the bloody stars with a chilling intent.

Wei Tianyang and Yuan Qianjun looked in their eyes and were amused, but they didn't show a trace on their faces.

Now is not the time to demolish Zhao Shitai. If he does not care and goes directly, they will die.

"Since you are stubborn, die.

I'll find you again. "

Thousand chance true gentleman coldly smile, no longer stay, all people attack with all their strength.

The field of black and white chessboard, the field of Qingming sword Qi, and the remaining 31 Yuan Ying friars' fields were launched at the same time, which made the huge field of celestial demons shrink and collapse rapidly, from 1500 km to 100 km.

The field that has been compressed to the extreme is crumbling and barely collapsing, and counterattack is out of the question.

"Die!"

The green sword spirit of a huge field, 36 black-and-white flying swords, and the magic arts of thirty-one Yuan Ying friars converged into a non-interference torrent to crush and kill the demons and the dim Taixu fields.

It can be clearly seen that after a large number of people, the attack power of Qingming Zhenjun and Qianji Zhenjun is obviously less than half of the strength before.

Quite a lot of force has been used to guard against each other and to cope with emergencies.

There is no peace between the sects in the central region. The cruel oppression of the five major sects on the small and medium-sized sects below has never stopped. They may not dare to attack them, but it is completely possible to keep one hand on the other at the critical moment.

It's a matter of one's own life. No one does not do it or leave one's mind on it.

But even so, more than 40 monks in the later period of Yuanying period, including two monks in the later period of Yuanying period, and 56 in the middle period of Yuanying period, converged together. The strength of the guild was far greater than that of the previous battles. Two or three late Yuan infantile friars could not be their opponents at all.

With only one move, the former Qianjun Army Corps and Wei Tianyang, who had barely reached Yuanying's later combat strength under severe injury, were completely broken up, leaving only a thin shield in front of him.

"Funny, you..."

Qianji Zhenjun looked contemptuous. He was about to say something. Suddenly, his face changed greatly. Thirty six black and white flying swords instinctively blocked him in front of him.

Boom!

A red jade flying sword carrying a sea of blood in the black and white chessboard field besieged yuan Qianjun and Wei Tianyang, and suddenly attacked it.

The black-and-white chessboard fields blocked along the way, as well as the vertical and horizontal squares, were mercilessly destroyed. The flying sword was cut on top of 36 black and white flying swords, and it was cut back several miles.

"Another, another."

Qianji Zhenjun's face turned white, and his eyes were full of murders. He did not care to besiege yuan Qianjun and Wei Tianyang in the field of black and white. He protected himself with all his strength.

Not only he, but other Yuan Ying friars were also shocked by the sudden appearance of Yuan Ying's later level combat power, and instinctively gathered his strength to protect himself.

In particular, the number of Yuanying junior high school friars, who occupied the majority, were staring at Zhao Shi with his divine sense, and did not dare to relax at all.

In the later period of Yuanying, the friars had the ability to kill the early monks in a short period of time. Even the spirit of Yuanying might be left behind.

Layers of colorful fields surround here, making it no different from tortoise shells.

"The monks in the later period of Yuanying are different from those in the early and middle period."

The red jade flying sword, which was blocked by Qianji Zhenjun, sighs lightly. She dare not fall into the encirclement of Yuanying group, and without hesitation turns to kill back to the battle field of sky city.

There, the city of sky is the magic weapon of Yuanying's mid-level war. The SAARC army led by Zhou Bihu is Yuanying's mid-level combat power. The remaining group of Yuanying's early-stage level combat power is also very large, which immediately entangles Xuanguang Zhenjun's people in the same place, even at the bottom.

"Not good!"

Xuanguang Zhenjun and others, who have been paying close attention to the central battlefield, are greatly shocked. They are in a hurry to escape here and return to the monks of the late Yuanying period.

However, their combat power is only comparable to that of SAARC troops, and they are even at a disadvantage. Where can they come and go when they want to?

Under the command of Zhou Bihu, the green light of the surrounding green grass and forest suddenly burst out, all kinds of plants and plants grew rapidly, turning into a kind of God chain of grass green, which entangled Xuanguang Zhenjun's domain.

On the other side of the sky city, which has been upgraded to the mid-level magic weapon of Yuanying, under the command of talinellina, successively blasts out a terrible red sword shaped light column, which also blocks a mid-term monk of Yuanying.Blood lotus sword surrounded their final retreat.

"Stop it!"

The real king of Qingming was angry and gathered around him in the field of Qingming's sword Qi, which turned into a huge sword spirit and went to Zhao Shijian. He could not care to besiege the two men of the original Qianjun.

Xuan Guang Zhen Jun can be the descendant of the emperor's sect, even the emperor's infant master of the Supreme Court.

Zizi ~

naturally, the attack of Xuelian sword will not stop because of his words. The sea of blood falls around the entangled Xuanguang Zhenjun and others. In a blink of an eye, he forms an array resonance with the SAARC army and quickly destroys their territory.

The highest military commander of SAARC is Zhao Shi, who has the highest control over the formation of SAARC troops.

This is the lion fighting the rabbit's power, the same session of opponents contain, higher-level opponents sneak attack.

How can more than ten monks resist this?

came to their eyes with a red sword that gathered most of the essence of the blood sea. The icy cold blood and sea sword came to their souls.

"No!"

Xuanguang Zhenjun, who is under special care, is extremely frightened. The surrounding areas shrink and protect in front of him.

But the body is out of control of a stiff, in the front and back of the two large areas of extrusion, their own field quickly deformed, bang a collapse.

The huge blood arc passes over Xuanguang Zhenjun, cuts off his golden bell magic weapon, penetrates his flesh body, and then continues to cross to the four people behind him.

The five men, including Xuanguang Zhenjun, looked numb, and their bodies suddenly became soft as their faces, turning into a pool of dirty blood and melting into the sea of blood under them.

Five small-sized Yuanying with frightened looks quickly escaped. Among them, Xuanguang Zhenjun, the strongest one, looked at Zhao Shi with resentment: "I Xuanguang vowed that I would destroy foreign countries in this life..."

"What is this?"

His small face of resentment suddenly became frightened, and his body disappeared in a flash, and the blood lotus sword disappeared with him.

"Ah

Among the painful screams that pierced the eardrum, one of the spaces was broken, and the figure of bleeding lotus sword was now. On it, there was a young baby in two, vaguely the face of Xuanguang Zhenjun, who had lost all vitality.

Seeing this, the other primiparas felt cold and moved more frequently. They ran away to the distance without looking back.

"Evil animal!"

At the same time, Qingming Zhenjun's blue sword also broke through a corner of Zhao Shi's field, protecting the remaining four yuanyingqi monks and looking at Zhao Shi in a ferocious manner.

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